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They were coworkers... PLEASE KISS ALREADY!!!

And they were coworkers

Oh my god they were coworkers

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I wasn't aware of this one, so I'm trying to spread the word.

He's so beautiful, i love men in dresses

in his evening best

Me me loveeee women

mediscout yuri... you know whats even better?. TOXIC mediscout yuri.

Hi chat, this is IRL Mulberry if anyone is curious! He's my work, therapy, and driving buddy. Basically he comes with me anywhere where I can't be be with my cats or husband. Mulberry helps keep me grounded and present when my CPTSD starts kicking my ass.

P.s. ESSA stands for Emotional Support Stuffed Animal.

You can look under the cut for me rambling about service dogs!

As much as my medical team, therapist and I agree an actual service dog would be beneficial, I just can't have one right now. It would be really irresponsible for me to get a dog when I live in a small ass 3rd floor apartment where it's already hard enough for me to get downstairs normally. I'm not gonna risk aggravating my RA more then I already do going up and down 3 flights of stairs once a day to go to work you know? One day though!

I think I'd have a preference for getting a golden retriever since they are one of the fab four (most common SD breeds because they tend to have very strong results) and could be really useful for both psych work, high heart rate detection, and helping me with mobility. I've got... like a lot of medical issues lmfao. Anyways!

In case anyone didn't know, I'm a part-time wheelchair user! I have rhumetoid arthritis and it's very unpredictable. Sometimes I get a flare up because of stress, or pushing myself too hard, or the weather changing or sometimes just because I haven't had one in a while. It would be really nice to have a dog large enough to help break a path for me in crowded spaces since my wheelchair just takes up a bit more room the an average person walking does. I cant tell yall the amount of times I've had to just sit around while in a rush because a crowd was too thick to let me through and I guess I was just too short for people to notice me???

It would also be super cool to have a service dog task trained to grab things for me and close/open doors. Can't tell yall how hard it is to get out of bed and get my medicine while in a BAD bad flare up. Shit sucks bro. Anyways I think that's enough rambling for today, thanks for reading lol

Sniper deserves a service dog imo

Anyways just my thoughts on post-cannon sniper and why he would need a service dog

☆ After getting out of the gravel war, he was left with a lot of paranoia and distrust of his environment. Being hunted every day for years by spies who can disguise as literally anyone will do that to a guy! He got Mulberry a couple years after getting out. I based him off my ESSA (Mulberry, a springer spaniel i got from bass pro shop), just much larger and with a longer tail.

☆ Mulberry would need a variety of tasks to help Sniper out. One of the most important being sniffing people to spy check for sniper in public. He'd also learn to back block, which is where your service dog stands behind you to be a physical barrier between you and the world while out in public. It would help him feel a bit more secure and less like he is about to be back stabbed by a spy since Mulberry is keeping an eye out for him.

☆ Mulberry would also have other tasks he's trained in like deep pressure therapy, interrupting ptsd flashbacks, and crowd breaking when he's going through it mentally.

no i don’t have an “astigmatism” i can just see the halos of the angels that live in car head lights that you losers are too spiritually closed off to see

Senpai says you’re welcome

”trans men are the weakest links of the trans community” my trans male friends and I have lived a lifetime of having our bodily autonomy stripped away to the point of sexual harassment. people talk about our bodies like everyone except us owns them because no one can handle the idea of precious female bodies being “mutilated” by gender affirming care. we are treated like traitors by women and as confused, silly girls by men. we have no spaces in which we belong because even the queer community tries to control our bodies. if we pass as men then we get ousted from queer-friendly spaces, and if we don’t pass as men we’re treated like cringe, theyfab trenders. everything we love is considered annoying. we’re called ugly and sad and “what a shame you guys are men haha”. We have to watch as society uses us as an excuse to ban gender affirming care for young people because our bodies belong to the government, because our bodies belong to our mothers, and because our anatomy is the only thing they see us as. And then we have to sit back as the trans community blames us for these bans. “All of these fake transtrenders are the reason they all hate us” when we’re busy having the women in our lives scrutinise our bodies to make sure we’re not being “infected” by the trans contagion. There’s no space we can belong in. No space that tries to make us feel welcome because either they treat us like women or they treat us like dangerous, cis men.

Every trans man I know has been sexually assaulted. Every trans man I know has been brought to suicide attempts, either due to their families or due to people online bullying them to death. Our struggles are constantly diminished and yet behind the scenes we’re fucking exhausted from fighting attacks from every single goddamn side. How fucking dare you call us weak. We’re going through fucking hell like every other goddamn trans person out there and our bodies are being abused and controlled and scrutinised every day of our fucking lives. Have you seen how TERFs talk about our bodies? How they lament us “mutilating” our breasts, our fertility, our anatomy, all in the name of feminism. That’s sexual fucking harassment, and it’s disgusting. But that’s all they fucking see us as. We’re not human, we’re just defected specimens. Cis women give themselves free passes to harass our bodies because they see us as “one of them”. One of them, but wrong. One of them, but need to be fixed. My mother regularly checks my chest to make sure I’m not trying to flatten it, and she can get away with it because “that’s what mothers do to their daughters.” Even when I’m not her daughter. Even when I’m screaming at the top of my lungs wanting to die because my body doesn’t belong to me. My body stopped belonging to me as soon as I came out as trans, because female empowerment doesn’t apply to me anymore. Female empowerment is now about “correcting” me, to restore my body back to its former glory, because only then was I worth something.

We are not weak. We are strong as fuck for dealing with the shit we have to deal with. And the worst part is, so much of the bullying comes from other trans men. We’ve been taught to hate ourselves so much that the only way to get ahead is to put down our own brothers and treat them in the way we’ve been treated.

There is no weak link of the community because we’re all dealing with absolute shit from all sides, but don’t you ever suggest that trans men are somehow the whiny babies who have nothing to complain about when we’re constantly holding back from screaming our guts out because there’s nothing else we can do.

🚨🚨🚨THE SEVENTH COMIC IS OUT I REPEAT THE SEVENTH COMIC IS OUT🚨🚨🚨

THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!!!