Feb 17, 2020
My giant fanwalker, Jeigh. He’s from Eldraine but planeswalked to Ravnica. A bit small for a giant, he prides himself on his strength and caring. He’s a big sweetheart and accidentally charmed my little half-elf Alberi.Â
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My giant fanwalker, Jeigh. He’s from Eldraine but planeswalked to Ravnica. A bit small for a giant, he prides himself on his strength and caring. He’s a big sweetheart and accidentally charmed my little half-elf Alberi.Â
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How insecure do you have to be to insist that someone else not speak to any of their friends unless they do it just right and never in a way that might imply they like their friends as much as they like you?
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I just realized...you know that Chris Fleming ‘back in the subaru’ bit? That was me. I was the last stop before the Subaru
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I have a strong negative reaction to cis lesbians complaining about how terrible it is that someone who used to ID as a lesbian came out as trans, not just because you should always keep your negative reactions to someone coming out to yourself, but also because my ex spent years after I came out misgendering me so they could keep calling our relationship ‘lesbian’. Like, sorry you feel like your only options are 1) to deny that you once thought I was really hot or 2) to deny that I was not a girl/woman even then, but...you fucked a dude! Sorry I ruined their gold star fantasy or whatever, but that’s no excuse to lie about me to other people. Sure, maybe it would be far more narratively convenient for them if I were a woman, but I’m not, and I wasn’t. My being trans might have ruined the poems they wanted to write, but I feel like you can honor someone else’s reality while still making meaningful art about your own, y’know?
I generally try not to post about this, bc they may still be on tumblr and also it hijacks my brain so much that I find it very hard to have a conversation about it, but apparently here I am. I guess my point is I know this particular moralizing-about-‘butch-flight’ thing is annoying to many trans men/transmasculine people, but my direct experience with it makes it bracingly panic-inducing to me, and it REALLY has not just been coming from cis lesbians who were grown during the 80s/90s
I hope my ex never runs for major public office bc I would really not like to experience having to see them on news media or, like, have to decide whether I could/should say anything
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Several phrases commonly found in guilt-trippy Tumblr posts and tweets give me a panic response because my ex surveilled my social media activity while we were dating and then e-stalked me after we broke up! Not really interested in getting into more detail publicly, but I will say that it certainly makes participating in internet slacktivism a little spicier than it would otherwise be
Is Jeigh a walker? If so do you know how he sparked?
Yes! He sparked upon becoming a knight, something his family never got to be.
This body positive Instagram I follow posted that they might be looking for couples submissions and my brain instantly reminded me of the time my ex submitted a picture of us to s/witchteams without consulting me
I don’t think I even knew the photo had been taken (it was during a party) or who took it and I hate everything about the entire concept