i was in barnes and noble today and went to the ya section cause sometimes i find gud shit there. i forgey the name of the book alreay but i flipped over it, it read something along the lines of, “___ is genderfluid. some days she’s a girl, some days he’s a boy.”
naturally i thought “ew” and put the book back down. but the genderfluid part itself isnt the main problem—
A grown adult wrote the book.
A book about mogai is being sold to literal children. I remember I started reading from the YA section at around 11; an age where I was still super impressionable. And if an 11 yr old picked up that book, they’d most likely fall down the trap that mogai is. This type of shit is actually scary; and it’s beyond me just knowing genderfluidity can’t be a thing, it’s literally harmful to children.
Oh boohoo kids might hear about the scary genders you don’t like, fuck off and let kids learn to accept each other and themselves and not your weird alienating attitude where anyone who’s different is an evil mogai trying to corrupt the children. For any other anti-mogais reading this, here’s one of the big reasons calling yourself anti-mogai is bad, because you’re using the same terms as this fuck and a lot of others who don’t believe in nb genders, even the “normal” ones
Damn op what’s the book called I wanna read that shit…….. never seen nonbinary rep irl
From the sounds of it the book being referred to here is Symptoms of Being Human by Jeff Garvin.
Riley Cavanaugh is many things: Punk rock. Snarky. Rebellious. And gender fluid. Some days Riley identifies as a boy, and others as a girl. But Riley isn’t exactly out yet. And between starting a new school and having a congressman father running for reelection in über-conservative Orange County, the pressure–media and otherwise–is building up in Riley’s life.
On the advice of a therapist, Riley starts an anonymous blog to vent those pent-up feelings and tell the truth of what it’s really like to be a gender fluid teenager. But just as Riley’s starting to settle in at school–even developing feelings for a mysterious outcast–the blog goes viral, and an unnamed commenter discovers Riley’s real identity, threatening exposure. And Riley must make a choice: walk away from what the blog has created–a lifeline, new friends, a cause to believe in–or stand up, come out, and risk everything
Another book that comes to mind with a genderfluid main character is Mask of Shadows, by Linsey Miller.
I Needed to Win.
They Needed to Die.
Sallot Leon is a thief, and a good one at that. But gender fluid Sal wants nothing more than to escape the drudgery of life as a highway robber and get closer to the upper-class–and the nobles who destroyed their home.
When Sal steals a flyer for an audition to become a member of The Left Hand–the Queen’s personal assassins, named after the rings she wears–Sal jumps at the chance to infiltrate the court and get revenge.
But the audition is a fight to the death filled with clever circus acrobats, lethal apothecaries, and vicious ex-soldiers. A childhood as a common criminal hardly prepared Sal for the trials. And as Sal succeeds in the competition, and wins the heart of Elise, an intriguing scribe at court, they start to dream of a new life and a different future, but one that Sal can have only if they survive.
I’m trying to keep this list reasonable but I’d also suggest checking out Rick Riordan’s Magnus Chase series. It basically follows the main character Magnus in his afterlife as an einherji, one of Odin’s undead warriors. Magnus is a pansexual son of Frey, once homeless soon dead, going on quests with a Muslim Valkyrie who’s a daughter of Loki trying to balance both her faiths, her half sister and his lover, genderfluid shapeshifter Alex Fierro, along with a deaf elf and fashion obsessed dwarf.
So anyway OP you can go fuck yourself and also these books sound cool.
autistic culture is sitting down to watch your favorite show and laying out a bunch of stim toys so you can change what you are stimming with when you need to without missing anything.
OK well this is genius and I’m gonna do it.
When I was growing up, the PBS station showed old Doctor Who episodes every Saturday night at like 10.
(All the episodes were old then; it was way after it had gotten cancelled, and way before it would be reborn. I had a recurring fantasy, for YEARS, of finding out it had been revived, and how excited I would be, and how I would call all my friends to break the news, and how excited THEY would be. I still can’t believe it actually happened, tbh.)
And I would assemble a giant pile of what were basically stimmy foods for me. Pickles, and cheeses, and mint chocolate chip ice cream, and spoonfuls of peanut butter or jelly, and bowls of chocolate chips.
And just eat them throughout, to celebrate my favorite show (and central special interest at that time) being on, and to have nice sensory things to combine it with.
I didn’t discover a lot of tactile stims till I grew up and found out I was autistic. That would be such a good substitute!
It’s not as exciting to eat flavors and textures I like, now that I buy my own groceries; although maybe I should buy more interesting things, and try it again sometime.