I'm kind of so fucking over reactionary conservatism with regards to age regression. like there's a million things to be said about the ways age regression is natural, normal, healing, often a trauma response experienced by real #victims, and all that, but at the end of the day it's even more simple than that actually: every babyfur I follow is a beacon of light and hope in this dark world, and every babyfur hater I see is miserable and mean and twisting their politics to explain away their bigoted disgust reactions (and not exclusively in this context).

“The name—of it—is ‘Autumn'— The hue—of it—is Blood— An Artery—upon the Hill— A Vein—along the Road— Great Globules—in the Alleys— And Oh, the Shower of Stain— When Winds—upset the Basin— And spill the Scarlet Rain— It sprinkles Bonnets—far below— It gathers ruddy Pools— Then—eddies like a Rose—away— Upon Vermilion Wheels—”