Everyone in transmasc subreddits seems to be really insistent on "you gotta start shaving immediately until you can grow PROPER facial hair" and it weirds me the hell out

Nah man I'm rocking my shitty patchy beard since the day it started coming in. Haven't shaved once in almost a year. Partly bc my skin is crazy fucking sensitive and my face would be a painful wreck if I kept trying to shave often but also?? Fuck off it gives me so much gender euphoria it's straight up The Best

One thing that I commend about these encampment protests is how well they connected struggles foreign and domestic. Cop City was an obscure Anarchist protest for years that did not get lots of attention outside of Georgia. That’s why I will never condemn the attention the Free Palestine movement has shown us because of how interwoven it is with all of our struggles against white supremacy and colonialism in America. Never has a resistance movement given so much awareness and shined a light on so many things. They got Columbia students in New York chanting Stop Cop City. Tortuguita’s death wasn’t in vain and this movement makes me feel hopeful.

bro lemme encapsulate how much i love people within a poem, but then not long for the exact same thing like-- art isn't fair

yeah sex is cool but have you ever got your battery replaced in your laptop, and now it keeps a charge

Unlearning How White People Ask Personal Questions

http://www.samefacts.com/2014/05/culture-and-civil-society/unlearning-how-white-people-ask-personal-questions/

(for the purposes of this poll, there is no monkey's paw situation: the chore you pick stays the same level of difficulty/grossness/etc. as it normally is for you, and you only have to do it as often as you want to. the chores you don't pick are magically done for you exactly the way you'd want them to be, just with zero effort on your part.)

Being idemromantic is fucking hard because *i can't tell and all my life I have navigated love through movies, music, tv, and books. I've gone about love the way Hollywood does, and it doesn't work for me. It never fucking worked. Making the other person the sun to my earth only to find they left me high and dry because all those big romantic gestures got too much. But it also made me naive, and in wanting to keep people around I let them treat me like shit.

It's hard out here.

*I can't differentiate between platonacism and romanticism

Bitches be like 'I'm aro' and then say the most romantic sounding shit like "My life's work is to love you and be loved by you"

Its me, I'm bitches

still aro tho

Does anyone else remember ceeepypasta researchers from 2020? They were rampant on Quotev and I remember trying to research shit to become a researcher too and I had to wade through all the fandom shit.

That was a wild time. I believed anything in 2020 lmao

not to be sincere on the horny blog but i think the reason so many queer masc afabs and transmascs like forcemasc content is because it feels like being finally listened to.

like we go through life getting told we’re just confused girls, or we’ll never be man enough, or we probably just didn’t want to be like mommy, or it’s because we’re mentally ill, or a host of other invalidations.

and then we read a post that’s about someone who wants to see us being more masculine —who sees it as a good thing. who says “just take the testosterone. this what you really want, isn’t it?”

and we say, Yes. Yes, it is what I want. Thank you for listening to me.

Having parents who just throw money at you instead of changing their behavior is weird. Bc yes I enjoy my dad buying me video games and plushies when I’m sad. But I don’t think a $35 build a bear pompompurin is gonna fix the fact they misgender me a lot.

When you are alone and have a heart attack. What are you gonna do then?

Take a 2 minute break and read this:

Let's say it's 5:25 pm and you're driving home after an unusually hard day's work.

You are really tired and frustrated. All of a sudden your chest pains. They are starting to radiate in the arm and jaw. It feels like being stabbed in the chest and heart. You're only a few miles away from the nearest hospital or home.

Unfortunately you don't know if you can make it..

Maybe you've taken CPR training, but the person running the course hasn't told you how to help yourself.

How do you survive a heart attack when you're alone when it happens? A person who is feeling weak and whose heart is beating hard has only about 10 seconds before losing consciousness.

1. But you can help yourself by coughing repeatedly and very strongly! Deep breaths before every cough. Coughing should be repeated every second until you arrive at the hospital or until your heart starts to beat normally.

2. Deep breathing gives oxygen to your lungs and coughing movements boost the heart and blood circulation. Heart pressure also helps to restore a normal heartbeat. Here's how cardiac arrest victims can make it to the hospital for the right treatment

3. Cardiologists say if someone gets this message and passes it on to 10 people, we can expect to save at least one life.

4. FOR WOMEN: You should know that women have additional and different symptoms. Rarely have crushing chest pain or pain in the arms. Often have indigestion and tightness across the back at the bra line plus sudden fatigue.

The autoandrophile and force masc community here on tumblr, while relentlessly filthy, has also been so incredibly affirming.

I know autogynephilia and autoadrophilia have been weaponized against us, but like, I don’t understand why feeling sexy/being sexually aroused by your body is a problem.

For most of my life I tolerated or shunned away from the way I looked. Only liked my body for how it turned other people on, for how it was considered attractive by others, but it never added to my sexual pleasure, and often had to be mentally worked around by framing it through the pleasure others took from me.

Now?

Now I’m very turned on by just existing in my body and it’s incredibly affirming. I saw myself in the mirror getting dressed at my partner’s apartment the other day, and in the mirror I saw a man. The lights were low so you couldn’t even see my scars, just my shape, and it was the greatest combination of joy and disbelief and, yes, lust. Not necessarily lust for my own self, but lust for existing in my body. Lust spurred by being able to show up and interact with people and lovers as the self I was always meant to be.

A lust that is essentially the opposite of the self aversion and self objectification that I thought was so normal for so much of my life.

I understand that queer folks have always been painted as more sexualized and deviant and dirty than straight folks for even something as harmless as a kiss, but I hate the fact that something so incredibly affirming for me and many others is used to further marginalize and medicalize us.

Thought I knew what I was getting into with forcemasc content on tumblr because I am vaguely aware of forcefemme content as a thing in the cultural zeitgeist. But tumblr forcemasc goes to many deeply weird and beautiful places that are also scary and unpleasant…Forcemasc tumblrs will be like…I am going to shove these railroad spikes through your skull and then no one will see you as a girl ever again. They’ll see you as the thing with the spikes in its head.

ha?

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