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2024

kinktober day 16: vampires - @subspaceemo inspired 😘

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trans people we are celebrating pride this year by cumming inside one another and burning down municipal structures

Gay month is GO

You can reach the divine by grabbing their hair while they go down on you

Shout out to femme trans men and trans masc. Especially trans men and masc of color. No amount of make-up or femininity makes you less of a man. You are an honor to your ancestors, and owe masculinity to no one. 

Be you! 

STAY SAFE!! [ID: the Gilbert Baker pride flag with the words “Happy pride to all those who are unable to celebrate openly and safely. You are loved and seen!” in all-caps black text over it. /end ID]

there’s got to be at least one trans woman named eve out there whose deadname is adam. and she’s the funniest person to ever grace this earth with her presence.

I feel so appreciated :3

WE FOUND HER!!!!!!!!!!!!

GOD SAID ADAM AND EVE SO SHE WAS BOTH

I said this same thing! Except I’m also bi so I add to it a little 😇

Oh hey idk why it says I deactivated. I just changed my name. Still here babes 😎

is the new mcr song good

i am so delusional but like i know whats going on

*experiences symptoms when no one is around to see me* I have got to stop faking for attention

I’ve started reading Lou Sullivan’s diaries again (I started last year and took a break cause it got a bit too real) and good lord this may not be my life but I’ve had every one of these thoughts in this order. Like for once I don’t have to read something and bend over backwards to see myself in the margins, Im right there!

I’m often kinda put off about the “transmasc experience” generally favored by a general cis audience, cause either we don’t talk about transmascs at all, or it’s a really digestible white-skinny-teenage-tomboy that gets to learn how to be a de-sexualized wife-guy ally to the other queer folks who have it worse than they do.

It feels insane reading essentially an autobiography from a man who fought tooth and nail to live and die as a Gay Trans Man and it’s really special. Watching him live as a young “woman” shamed for loving men in a masculine way, and not being able to find language for himself because it doesn’t exist yet, and feeling so conflicted and mournful for not being welcome in gay bars. Idk that impostor syndrome is still so fucking real.

Like this is stuff happening in the 70s but I’ve been called a fujoshi and a chaser and a trender in the past year. We have a really narrow view of how trans men can exist, and it’s in a childlike, gender-conforming, straight way.

TLDR: good read so far, making me feel a lot of things. The book is We Both Laughed in Pleasure: The Selected Diaries of Lou Sullivan.

“gender and sexuality are separate concepts” and “my gender and my sexuality are inherently connected in ways i cannot articulate clearly with words” are concepts that can and do coexist

Math and science are separate concepts, but those bitches always be intermingling…

Now that I’ve spilled some of my feelings in a pretty way, it is time for me to chaotically rant about my two.

I cannot faTHOM how at peace I feel knowing that I am his, he is mine, and we are theirs and they are also ours. They both are my chosen little family. Feeling so loved, and supported, and understood is something so foreign to me and there for a bit, I honestly was struggling to grasp it. They both have somehow managed to make it normal for me. It doesn’t feel misleading like it used to be. It feels so right with them. Sharing a bed with them just feels so right. Being held between them both just feels so right. They both just feel so so right. Not to even mention the fact we are building a home with each other right now. Creating a safe space full of love and communication and support. They have both seen me at my worse, and they still want me. They still love me. 

Gah, I don’t know. I just feel like I have a place in this world now and it’s all because of My Sweet Honeycomb and My Dear Loverboy.