Mossy Feathers (She/They)

You aren’t the asshole. A Nazi apologist is still a Nazi. The apologists are the ones who open the gates so the Nazis can get in.

I don’t have a choice. Being trans is part of my identity, whether I like it or not. It’s not a diagnosis, it’s a label describing who I am. The idea of having to “boy-mode” the rest of my life because I have to bend to the will of some dumbass, PoS Karen who’s own family doesn’t love her, just because she might get offended by who I am is extremely painful. There’s a reason why suicide rates are extremely high among trans people. I cannot change who I am. I cannot cover it up forever. There will become a point at which, no matter how hard I try, it will become obvious that I’m trans.

Don’t say gay, don’t act gay, don’t be gay. That’s what “don’t say gay” is, and that’s exactly what OP is advocating for. And no, it shouldn’t matter if you’re straight or gay, but it does matter because there are more hateful idiots out there than there are loving people.

Your comment suggests you are affected by it, because you suggest that you can’t be open about it.

Furthermore, it doesn’t matter if you keep it to yourself, alt-righters love doxxing LGBT people and reporting them to their workplace. I have a trans friend who’s roommate was abusive, and he’d report her to her workplace as having lied on her resume. She went through several jobs as a result of trying to keep her identity a secret like you, because her roommate reporting her and getting her fired (she eventually found a job that didn’t give a fuck about her being trans, told him to go fuck himself and helped her move away from him).

Quite honestly I’m amazed this post has been left up because it’s basically “don’t say gay”. “Just don’t talk about it and it’s not an issue”. Yeah, it kinda is a problem if Karen gets pissed off because she saw me giving my boyfriend a smooch when he drops me off at my workplace.

Second best was going to MFF. That was my first furcon and it was fucking insane.

Best thing that happened to me was meeting the friends who I went with.

I don’t think most people care. Granted, maybe it’s the dysphoria speaking, but I love it when someone calls me “girl” and I’m 30. None of the people I know care. If anything it feels more familiar to call someone a girl or a boy than a man or a woman. The latter two feel very “official”, while the former feel casual.

Also I’ve absolutely heard girls call a group of men, “boys”. Like, one of the white suburban mom stereotypes is to call her husband and his friends, “the boys”. Like, “hey honey, how was hanging out with the boys” or “oh, he’s off with the boys doing who knows what”.

<3

Edit: it’s… sadly very easy to forget that you don’t deserve the hate, which is why I didn’t put this in my post. It’s something I’ve been trying to work through lately.

Crocs. I got my first pair when I was a teenager and they still work now (edit: 30yrs old); though I recently got a new pair because the bottoms were completely smooth on the old pair.

“Ugly” cars. Aka Pontiac Aztec, PT Cruiser, Fiat Multipla, etc. Yeah, they might be ugly as sin, but they’re more interesting from a visual standpoint. I’d rather have the road filled with ugly cars than filled with cars that mostly look the same.

100% intended. But seriously, the furry community is the place where you’ll get guys being just as cuddly as gals, if not moreso, depending on your orientation.

No. Not in my experience anyway. That said, furries are a whole different breed. Furries love sharing physical intimacy. Cuddle piles in the furry community are a real thing.

Yes, that as well.

Furries? The furry community tends to be pretty tightly-knit.

Considering using it as an excuse to upgrade my PC to an actual high-end rig to avoid tariffs on PC parts. Never had a PC that was actually “high-end” but this could be an excuse to build one. Aside from that, not much at the moment. There’s too much shit that’ll be affected by tariffs and aside from my PC, I can’t really see myself buying anything new that’ll truly last me four years. As such, there’s not much of a way for me to dodge tariffs.

They’re not swapping by 2040. Geomagnetic poles take an obscenely long time to swap; we’re talkin’ hundreds of thousands of years. What’s gonna happen by 2040 is that Earth’s geomagnetic “North” will line up with “true North”.

The only time I’ve had someone tell me we’re living through the end times was during the whole 2012 thing, but they said it as a joke.

On the other hand, I’ve always had a feeling, even before I was a teenager and started becoming aware of the world outside my little bubble, that humanity won’t be around by 2100. I very much hope I’m wrong.

Helped my dad wrap a box in about an inch of duct tape (which was then gift wrapped) for a cousin’s Christmas present. The box was full of packing peanuts and had a false bottom with a gift card underneath. At no point had we stopped to consider whether or not it could be opened again (it took a long time to get it open lol).

I think it’s gonna get a lot worse, but if we can hold it together then it’ll be smooth sailing afterwards. Basically, I think we’re approaching several “Great Filters” and if we can get past them then we’ll be good.

Deja Vu by Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young. (60’s Psychedelic rock, nearly all of the songs were hits, that’s how good it is)

Twin Fantasy by Car Seat Headrest (indie rock)

3D Country by Geese (country rock made by a punk band)

[the future academy of noise, rhythm and gardening presents…] The Dream by The Orb. (Ambient house? Can’t remember the exact genre, very ambient, sample heavy and “lush” but also dancable)

Keep It Unreal by Mr. Scruff (acid/nu-jazz I think?)

Frequencies From Planet Ten, Time Travelling Blues by Orange Goblin (two albums, stoner metal)

The Crazy World of Arthur Brown (by The Crazy World of Arthur Brown). (Psychedelic rock with rnb/soul-style vocals, also possibly one of the first narrative-based albums)

Ziltoid the Omniscient by Devin Townsend (prog-metal, one of the greatest albums of all time)

And if you want the heaviest album I’ve ever heard, try Snailking by Ufomammut. It’s… It’s something else. Basically a mix of doom and stoner metal but with sludge metal effects. Best way I think I can describe it is if Pink Floyd had been a doom metal band addicted to Lovecraft. It’s trippy in a lovecraftian kinda way.

Anyway, gonna cut myself off here.

Are you me? It would have been so much easier if I’d come out like, 10yrs ago. At least I would have been on my parents insurance.

I’ll throw in “stop being afraid of the furry community you fucking dumbass; they’re a hell of a lot nicer than your current “”“friends””“”.

That’s true, but if the car is cheap plastic, then it might be fine.

(For those not familiar with gallium, it’s basically mercury but safe; so it’s a liquid at room temperature but a solid just below that, depending on where you live, without the risk of Mad Hatter’s disease)

A balloon filled with helium tied to the handle. (How did that “fall out”?)

A gallium coin (if it’s cold outside then it’ll stay solid and then melt when they put it in their pocket).

An opened (but unused) bandaid. The biggest one you can find. Stick it to the handle so it flaps around and they have to choose between touching the gauze (it’s clean, but they don’t know that) or the sticky part to pull it off.

A household smoke detector. Use a piece of string to tie it to the handle.

Baby shoes. Again, tie them to the handle.

7 worms in a bag. They’re lucky.

Whenever you go into a gas station, buy a random keychain and put that on there. Watch your friend start drowning in keychains.

Christmas lights. Just all of them. All the Christmas lights all over the car. But make sure to thread them through the driver-side handle and include your “I think you dropped this” note.