Painting of a shirtless anthropomorphic hyena lounging on a couch during a sunset.

Quiet.

Enjoying a holiday break😌.

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I prioritized being happy over shrinking my identity down to fit into a singular, homogenous, "more palatable" label and I prefer it that way.

Unlearning shame is a wonderful thing and for as much as it's still an ongoing process for me, I wish I'd started it sooner.

Gender identity and our perception of it is a hugely subjective flustercuck and honestly, I stopped trying to pick the 100% perfect label to put a word to my experiences a while ago.

I find I'm a lot happier for it! It's nice to exist without feeling the need to pitch perfectly summarize myself.

The other two are comparatively less static. Some days they feel distinctly separate so they come second and third. Often times they compound into one thing and "manthing" feels more applicable than just "man" by itself. Other times they swap places and "thing" feels like it comes second instead.

I am also somehow still trying to figure out whether or not I'm a therian in spite of the fact that "dog" undeniably always comes first in that lineup. You understand.

I recently started referring to myself as a "dogmanthing" and incidentally, the order of those nouns feels like a simplified but apt summary of my gender identity.

I'm a dog before I'm a man and a man before I'm a thing, but I am simultaneously and indisputably all three at once. You get me?

I don't think looking at it with a sense of superiority or brushing it off because you're queer and therefore it doesn't affect you (not true) is constructive. It just feels needlessly cruel and I personally can't find any catharsis in it like some queer people seem to.

Honestly, I hesitate to even bring this up because the last thing I want is for it to come across as infantilizing or mean-spirited in that smug "are the straights okay? 🤣" way that a lot of people handwave this kind of thing away with. That approach leaves a sour taste in my mouth.

They're so entrenched in the idea that the patriarchy is immutable and by virtue of that they're just destined to be unhappy because of it. It's sad and genuinely unsettling.

I don't necessarily even like a majority of them, but they don't have to live like that and I hope they realize that someday

Like they're still in the fucking cave. They're in the cave and either refuse to leave or don't know they can and it is miserable to watch.

It drains me in a way I don't entirely know how to put into words if I'm honest.

A good majority of them are drowning in the kind of doomer heteronihilism that makes them legitimately believe men and women are separate species and not to sound pretentious or condescending, but bearing witness to it feels like I'm participating in Plato's allegory of the cave.

Recently I've been simultaneously more distant from my queer friends and shoehorned into interacting more with the cishet acquaintances in my life, which I legitimately think is making me feel more restless than I already do lately.

A digital drawing of a hairless domesticated rat with a miniature purple toy keyboard with rainbow and white keys. There are rainbow music notes around him and he’s tapping his feet and tail (implied to be dancing). The drawing is a reference to an image dated April 13, 2006, titled “Neil Banging out the tunes”. The drawing is signed Crayonmutt.

Happy Neil Day!
A photo of Neil banging out the tunes was taken 20 years ago today!
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#LVFC was a lot of fun! I got to meet and chat with a plethora of new and familiar faces. Thanks to all those who commissioned an embroidered badge from me! 💙✂️ 💙🌠

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#furry #furryart #art #oc Some more renders of him made more authentically retro using the TetraCG shaders created by @tetrabunz.bsky.social

A stained glass style digital artwork of a black dragon in a room full of synth boxes and electronic music equipment. It has red feathers, a yellow underbelly, red leather wings, and red diamond markings. The room has flooded with low swampy water, and long since overgrown with plants native to Florida.

reposting this comm bc why did that sticker chibi i did get more attention :(

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Belated #TDOV piece as I was busy customising my me. Enjoy!

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Just incidentally found out that in Southern Wales, woodlice (or pill bugs if you're American) are apparently called "granny greys"

I, for one, am utterly fucking delighted at this information and I think you should be too.

Key word being was. Happy April Fool's day, by the by.

I did sketch something for TDOV and I hoped to finish it before the day was out, but that didn't happen.

But hey, you'll still see it anyway. If I was visible yesterday then I won't stop being visible today, or whenever I end up finishing it.

Anyway, that's my one (1)☝️ court mandated trans discourse related tangent for the year.

I don't like making a habit of it because it tends to tie me in knots and I feel like there are people who can articulate the same sentiments far better than I can. But it was TDOV and I had thoughts, evidently.

But it's an ideal and it's one I try to work towards myself.

I want to be kind, I want to understand and I want be as conscientious as I can be of my blind spots so I'm as good of an ally as I can be to all other trans people. I want all of us to make it.

Expecting every trans person to approach one another in good faith isn't just unrealistic, it requires trust. Trust that comes from culpability and acknowledging ways we can and do hurt eachother, whether directly or systemically, and a lot of people aren't keen or likely to do that anytime soon.

But that's just my two cents and I'd be both remiss and very naive to act like that thought process doesn't come from some degree of privilege, as a white transmasc.

I know not everyone feels this way given the shit experiences they've had and I understand why, nor do I fault them for it at all.

But we aren't entirely separate either and I think it's important to remember that, especially in times like these.

There is more mutual understanding to be found than I think actually is found sometimes. I feel like we collectively should try to do more to find it and acknowledge that more often.

Doing that risks muffling the voices of the more marginalized of us - transfems, black trans people and trans people of colour in general - and it makes it more difficult for us to effectively mobilize and actually fight for eachother in things like that which ARE distinctly individual struggles.

Like I acknowledge that we aren't a monolith, we are all separate groups with our own goals and struggles even with the intersect. Doing the opposite extreme of this by homogenizing every single trans experience as being universal and a part of The Trans Experience™ is far from a good idea either.

I think acting like an experience is absolutely 100% exclusive to transmascs, for example, is pretty reductive. It just kind of serves to recreate the cis binary but with extra steps, it generalizes a lot about each individual group and I think it creates unnecessary divides between us.

Not only is queer identity pretty fluid in general but even outside of that, there's tons of intersect between different flavours of trans identity (transfems, transmascs, non-binary people, etc) not just in the broad "we're all under the trans umbrella" sense but in the mundane minutiae.

One thing I've noticed a lot is instances where someone will bring up an experience they've had as a trans person and they (or the people around them) will impose the idea that it's exclusive to people who are their specific flavour of trans.

But trans identity isn't that clean cut in my opinion.

Lilac the fox smiles and holds a transgender pride flag

Trans day of visibility ✨

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