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Fernan
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Conflict Resolution/Storytelling
Outwork your own delusion
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May we never forget them
September 11, 2025 at 2:43 PM
It doesn’t matter the coast, gays will be gays 😂
September 7, 2025 at 9:21 PM
Are Karoline and Stephen fucking behind the scenes? 🤮 Asking for a friend
June 8, 2025 at 6:26 PM
Dad, Sophia, and Junior. Seaport Village. 2006. The sun was bright, the wind off the bay tugging at our hair. We laughed. We didn’t know then what we know now. That nothing lasts. Not the afternoon. Not the moment. Not even us.
Only the love.
And the ache that follows. #grief
June 4, 2025 at 6:56 PM
Spent fifth grade trying to erase my accent so kids would stop 🤭🤣. Joke’s on them—I kept the accent and the 🏳️‍🌈. Accents are 🗺️ , not mistakes. I’m 🇵🇭 , I’m 🏳️‍🌈, and I refuse to sound like a mayonnaise sandwich just to make you comfortable. This 🏳️‍🌈 Month, I’m loud, proud, and not changing a damn thing.
June 3, 2025 at 7:31 PM
They’re in the comments again—“What about Veterans Month?” Like, okay, Chad. Did you actually go to a vet event? Support a vet-owned biz? Or do you just pop off online between protein shakes?
June 2, 2025 at 4:58 PM
That’s not how research works, Linda. This isn’t a fake-ass WWE cage match where the outcome’s decided in the locker room. Real science doesn’t bend to your political fanfiction—it follows the data. No agendas, no costumes, and no chair-throwing tantrums when the facts don’t kiss your ass.
May 28, 2025 at 4:17 PM
Since the Ozempic rumors started (bless you!), just a reminder—it took 8 years, a ton of lifting, and zero shortcuts. Just sweat, patience, and protein farts.
May 27, 2025 at 11:12 PM
Took a break from packing to grab lunch at the mall—and boom, run into a “situation” from a decade ago who used to call me “fat and ugly.”

Fat and ugly? Please. I look like I eat rejection for breakfast and bench press regret. Sit down, sweetheart.
May 26, 2025 at 9:27 PM
We spread some of Dad’s ashes here, so I came to visit. It’s hard to believe that a year ago, I was sitting in his room at hospice rejoicing that we were given one more day.
May 18, 2025 at 10:19 PM
I was banned by Meta for posting this on Facebook (this is the Threads version). Their reasoning is “Inauthentic Behavior: Inciting Political Arguments”
May 18, 2025 at 9:19 PM
Facebook and I? Not politically compatible. I block my Republican friends, post one damn truth, and boom—flagged. Now my 21-year-old account is suspended like I’m some kind of digital criminal just for having opinions. Joke’s on you, Zuck—I’ve got receipts, rage, and a much hotter glow-up. Mic drop.
May 14, 2025 at 4:22 PM
Vance’s choices for this game
April 22, 2025 at 4:40 AM
This is just like that moment in Mean Girls when Regina George—except Regina is Trump—realizes he’s been totally outmaneuvered by Cady, who, let’s be real, is Canada. (1/🧵)
March 28, 2025 at 4:31 PM
Since I was the only competitor in my event, it was like a dress rehearsal for sectionals. Then a well-deserved brunch with friends afterward. The perfect Saturday!
March 2, 2025 at 6:22 AM
Late? Me? Never. Just fashionably delayed. But seriously—thank you for the messages, calls, and love (minus the unsolicited nudes, but I digress).
Another year, another existential crisis. But you all reminded me I’m still here, still seen, still taking up space. And that means everything. Love you.
February 18, 2025 at 3:04 PM
Happy Valentine’s Day to my man—looking so fine today, I almost forgot about the time you ate the last slice of pizza and blamed it on “the universe.”
February 14, 2025 at 9:06 PM
Here’s a little sneak peek at our economy once these trade wars really kick in. Those eggs? Yeah, they’re about to cost as much as a down payment on a house. Hope you like oatmeal!
February 2, 2025 at 6:32 PM
Follow the rules. Be patient. I’ll get through it. And when I feel the doubt creeping in, I’ll hold onto Oksana Baiul’s words—they’ll keep me steady, even when my body tries to slow me down.
January 23, 2025 at 2:52 AM
FAFO
January 22, 2025 at 4:41 PM
The new administration is working towards getting rid of employees who have been working for the federal government for less than a year. This was mentioned in Project 2025.

This is absolutely cruel.
January 22, 2025 at 7:19 AM
It looks like they’ve removed the Constitution from the White House website. I performed the search myself, so the video you see here is from me. Perhaps they’re revamping the site…
January 21, 2025 at 3:49 PM
It’s not a popular thing to say—I know that. Drinking is woven into the fabric of gay culture, stitched together by Barstool Bettys and Helen Homewreckers who turn the night into their stage.

*The photos are of me at 21, after clearly having one too many.
January 20, 2025 at 3:00 AM
Power and attention—those are the real aphrodisiacs, aren’t they? I’ve seen it time and time again. People chasing them like moths to a flame, willing to scorch their wings for just a taste of the glow.
January 18, 2025 at 9:03 PM
Go ahead, take the shot. Let it burn its way down, let it ignite whatever’s left of you. Because to stop this feeling? You’d have to stop the whole damn world—and even then, I’m not sure it’d be enough.

Model: Donovan C of the Gay Men’s Art Group
Words inspired by Chappell Roan
January 16, 2025 at 7:26 PM