throh:

“wont someone stand up for us!?” the cishets scream as they run for cover from their oppressors, the transgender teenagers on a microblogging website. one lone man stands majestically atop a building, his cape flowing in the breeze, with the sun setting behind him. one lone trans man.

“i will save you!” he announces, his thunderous, proud voice echoing across the city. the cishets stare in awe and respond, “but how!?”

“powerpoints.”