Coffee and Waffles are a Perfect Delight

My name is Lucas. I go by masculine pronouns, such as "he," "him," and "his." I am on T (since 9/2/2011) and I am a pre-Op transman.

My spirit animal (given to me by ravingliberal) is the badass high-fiving bobcat.

My Fandoms:

- BBC Sherlock
- BBC Merlin
- Boston Legal
- Cabin Pressure
- Dead Like Me

I am the moderator of Trans*-Neuro-Bility, which has a Tumblr: (http://transneurobility.tumblr.com/)

trade-mistakes-for-you:

davidscustomglasses:

rwambush:

juniorjaycub:

toshi-riku:

I mean he is created for mischief lol

So. Damn. Perfect.

“Ohana” means family, Thor.

CUTIEEEEE

(via therandommistress)

  • My dad's Reichenbach theory: Sherlock jumped, and when John got hit by the bike, Iron Man swooped in and saved Sherlock. This is because Robert Downey Jr. is also Sherlock Holmes, and Sherlocks must stick together.
Hey Chief! I might be wrong, but I think we’re flying into a mountain. This makes me feel scared of the mountain. One thing we could do is pull up and fly over the mountain. How does that sound to PFOHEW!!
Douglas, 2x03 (via atleastletmesing)

maggieconnelly:

20 is the maximum amount of cigarettes you can put on a fishcake. 

That moment when you look at Chris Colfer pics from like 2008 to like now

And you think

I want to be pretty like him

Ugh

I will forever be insanely jealous of his clothes

Fucking. Gwen. Cooper.

F. Scott Fitzgerald in drag for the Princeton Triangle Club, 1915-1916. And because he was such a free bitch, he was voted most beautiful Show Girl for the play “The Evil Eye” which he wrote the lyrics for and starred in.

(via homoarigato)

bbcsherlockftw:

In response to this:

Oh my god. This is perfect.

Thank you, alwaysmoriparty.

loyalnerdwp:

whovian-jedi:

starshaker:

Malicious to innocent in 0.3 seconds

Jawn is a soldier. Jawn respects strength. Maybe if I growl at him. Nope, didn’t work. He’s being surprisingly recalcitrant. That’s surprising. Jawn is being surprising. I love it when he does that. I need a new approach. Jawn has pictures of kittens on his computer. Jawn likes innocent. I shall be innocent for Jawn. Maybe if I ask nicely, Jawn will give them to me. Commencing Operation Ask Jawn Nicely…

Oh god this YES

(via thescienceofjohnlock)

My body has been simmering into almost panic attack mode all morning. Some mini weights have been lifted within the past few hours…. but it’s still not gone. I feel like a stone is lodged inside my throat.

Okay, so I don’t really follow comic book fandom, so I’m really just hearing about this now.

Apparently some people are bitching because the next Spiderman is a PoC.

REALLY?!

I’m not surprised in the slightest. Really fucking disappointed in humanity though, again. It should be more important to be open to different character interpretations… and why the hell can’t Spiderman be a PoC? I can’t understand that. Badass human with spider like senses… that shouldn’t be an exclusively white trait, you know?

I’m white, so I can truly only see this from an objective viewpoint as far as race goes. At the same time, as someone who actively has to search for role models in the media of a group that’s not always realistically portrayed (I’m looking at you, Glee. Your “I-have-Asperger’s-so-I’m-allowed-to-be-an-asshole” character is THE reason why I stopped watching), it is just so… hopeless at times. If that even is the right word. If that even is the right emotion.

I remember the pilot episode of Boston Legal, where there was a little girl, a WoC, who auditioned to play the role of Annie in an off-broadway production. She didn’t get the part, and the focus behind it was behind race, and what the image of “Annie” is. Alan Shore, who defends the girl and her mother, brings in Reverend Al Sharpton to close the hearing. Among what he said included, “Let there be a black spiderman.” Because the character Annie is adopted, there is absolutely no reason why she couldn’t be a WoC. Just like bringing in a PoC as Spiderman. There’s absolutely no reason why that can’t happen.

And really, while the people complaining are probably thinking, “After all this time, why would they want to change it”…

We should be thinking, “It’s been all this time, why hasn’t it been changing?”

I might not be making sense. I might be stepping into boundaries I shouldn’t. I apologize if I have. I don’t know. This world, man.

Before I forget... Lucas, your voice has gotten so rough and low, I loooooooooooooooooove it!!! :D
gleekwithasplashofsondheim gleekwithasplashofsondheim Said:

D’aw thank you Narnia! I looooooooooove you!

Btw, you win at the best tag (you have to stop getting so hot, it has nothing to do with the video). Idk why but that made me giggle!

*Hugs*

transneurobility:

Week Two: How Do You See Gender

Hey. Lucas here. I’m going to be discussing what gender identity and being trans* means to me. 

To me, being trans* makes me feel like most days I walk out into the world feeling like I look like this, and that people’s assumption is automatic and that I’m just a big huge rainbow target, like, you know, against the mainstream majority…whatever.

Being trans* to me sometimes, well actually most times, meaning quite a few times everyday…observing how everyone else dresses and presents their gender how everyone else… and when I say everyone else, I mostly mean cis people… how cis people just assume, for the most part, that their binary of gender is the only thing out there. I’m not saying all cis people. I’m saying the uninformed cis people.

Sometimes being trans* to me is waiting outside bathrooms for fifteen minutes at a time, or being too anxious or scared to go into a men’s bathroom. Or it means that I have to walk to different buildings just to try to find a bathroom that’s safe for me.

Sometimes being trans* means that I have a community of people to reach out to should I need help.

Sometimes being trans*, at the same time, that I feel completely alone in the world.

Being trans* to me sometimes feels really affirming when someone gets my pronouns right, and sometimes being trans* means my whole day is ruined because I get misnamed or misgendered. 

Sometimes being trans*, my feelings about how I present myself, as far as my gender identity, changes from day to day. Meaning, some days I am really proud of being a trans* guy. And other days I feel like a freak. Which kind of ties in for my feelings of being an Aspie, having Asperger’s Syndrome, but that is a different topic for a different video. The feelings are similar for both cases, for me.

Sometimes being trans* is very exclusive as far as laws and what kind of protections they have. Luckily, I live in a state where I have a lot of protections as far as the law goes. Sometimes being trans* is very inclusive because of groups and people who accept one another for all our differences and various sorts of quirks, and things like that.

Sometimes being trans* is a balance, and sometimes being trans* is imbalance.

Being trans* is neither a good thing nor a bad thing. Being trans* is just a thing. Not a thing as if it’s devalued or anything, but it is an occurrence, a wave of gender. It is a rainbow. It stretches from parts of the world, and it finds people who truly want to be their authentic self.

Being trans* is, in one way, authenticity.

You know those feels where you feel like a complete fuck-up and you think that no one high up on the community chain of activism and queerness in your area likes you?

Yeah.

This has been my morning.

I’d rather have Reichenbach feels right now than this.