#the brain fog is bad rn 😅

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Hi, sorry to ask but have you written any fanfics where Jerry is autistic? I've read your autistic!morty fic and thought that was excellent. I'm trying to find Jerry-centric fanfics where he isn't mischaracterized/demonized. (Way too many people write Jerry as transphobic which -_-ll no he isn't)

Hi, no need to apologise! I haven't written any autistic Jerry fics and I'm not sure if I know of any (if anyone else does, please leave recs on this post!). I do 100% view him as autistic though. Thank you!

Yeah honestly Jerry being portrayed as transphobic is something that bothers me as a trans guy? I headcanon him as supportive but clueless/cringe at times (he a little confused but he got the spirit).

I do have a trans Morty WIP with a scene between Morty and Jerry, although Morty is still very early on in figuring out that he might be a guy, and Jerry kind of knows something is up but assumes Morty is a lesbian rather than a trans guy and so kind of fumbles but ultimately is trying to be supportive/nice. Morty does worry about Jerry not loving him anymore if he's trans, although this is Morty's POV rather than being objective/a thing that actually happens.

I'll leave the scene below the cut in case anyone's interested. Warnings for mention of periods (and them being referred to in a gendered way), fear of transphobia from parents, accidental misgendering (and misgendering/deadnaming of Morty in the text since this is only the very start of Morty's gender questioning).

“Morti? Rick said you’re sick. Are you OK?” Jerry opens the door. Morti quickly shoves her phone under her pillow. Thankfully, her dad is as oblivious as ever as he walks over and rests a hand against her forehead.

“You don’t feel warm. Is it, uh, you know,” Jerry points down towards his own abdomen, “woman troubles?” he asks in an exaggerated stage whisper. Morti wants to die all over again. She presses her face into her pillow.

“Hey, sweetheart, i-it’s OK.” Morti feels Jerry rest a tentative hand on her shoulder. “Do you need anything?”

Morti takes a few deep breaths to calm herself and then sits up.

“N-no, Dad, I’m OK.”

“OK, honey.” Jerry wraps his arms around her and Morti can’t help but wonder if he would still hug her like this if he knew what she’d spent the past couple of hours reading about. She hugs him back tightly, suddenly unable to stop thinking that she might have to make the most of the affection while it lasts.

When Jerry pulls back, his face clouds with concern and Morti realises she’s once again been crying. She’s getting really sick of that.

“Morti, honey, what’s wrong?”

Morti feels the question writhing around in her gut until it chokes its way out of her mouth. “Dad… you’d love me no matter what, right?”

“Of course, sweetie. No matter what, you’ll always be my daughter.”

The words are meant to be a comfort, but all Morti can think about is the possibility that she’s not his daughter.

“Morti? Are you gay? It’s OK if you’re gay, you know.” As always, Jerry is well-intentioned but clueless. Truthfully, Morti’s not really put much thought into her own sexual orientation, and it’s not her main concern right now. She shakes her head, and Jerry looks doubtful but leaves it. 

After a few minutes, Morti works up the courage to speak again. “Dad? Could-could you… tell me a story? Like when I was little?” she cringes as she says the words, knowing she’s far too old to be asking for something like that. To her relief, Jerry smiles.

“Sure thing, sweetie.” 

He launches into an improvised story, very similar to the ones she remembers him coming up with when she was younger. She has a memory of Summer complaining Jerry’s stories were boring, always demanding more action. However, once Summer had aged out of wanting a bedtime story and left Morti as the sole listener, Jerry had settled comfortably back into his original stories, which Morti found calming and reassuring. 

Her dad’s voice relaxes her and she rests her head against the pillow, feeling her eyelids begin to droop. Jerry’s hand rests on her hair and strokes it gently, just as he used to all those years ago. It’s enough to block out the negative thoughts for the time being, and Morti is so exhausted from the recent events that she soon drifts peacefully into sleep.

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Is 4 inches small to u? I love bbw but I feel like I'm to small to handle it

I don’t think anything is too small tbh! Even if you physically can’t find a good or comfortable position, sex doesn’t *always* have to be just penetration w/ your dick. Using toys, your hands, mouth, etc. instead or leading up to that is just as fun!!

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if you dont mind this ask how does one figure out what to think of radqueers? I dont know much about it, I see how things like cultural appropriation and pretending to have a disability or claiming one wants to transition to have a disability is harmful but some things Ive seen like wanting to have a body made of slime sounds pretty innocuous? Basically I dont know what to think of that community but for now I mostly avoid it and avoid speaking on it but was wondering if you have any input since your opinion seems to acknowledge there is some variation on what terms radqueers coin

i think... i think i'm not well educated enough to be giving advice.

i've seen a lot of bad things from the radqueer community. a lot of very incendiary things, shit that invokes a knee jerk reaction. transnazi is one that comes to mind, a transopinion where one believes they should be a nazi, iirc. or trace, where someone believes they should've been born a different race than they are. (not to be confused with trans race, which is used by people of mixed heritage, and adoptees of a different race than their adoptive families)

but then you also have the transage people, who afaik feel that their trauma has altered their internal clocks. and the transabled people, who wish they were more disabled, or had different symptoms, so they'd maybe be taken more seriously, and who feel guilt over accepting accommodations. transspecies, which i can even relate to as a therian.

i think what the transid's problem is, is the labeling. i think saying things like, "transabled" and "cisabled" really got them off on the wrong foot. i saw a radqueer complaining that antis are so fickle to accept "chronosian" but not "transage", and i think that's exactly the root of it. "transage" immediately ties to "transgender", implying that one is transitioning to a different age, when (to my knowledge) that's not what it means at all. chronosian is a new word entirely, and puts me in the mindset to shut up and listen to new information.

forgive me if i ended up missing the point, i'm typing through brain fog and a headache rn, and it's difficult to keep two thoughts strung together😅