I have pretty eyes 👀❤️

draw some extra gay boots n bombs

what's gayer than boots n bombs? SHIRTLESS MEN!!!, what's gayer than shirtless men?? SHIRTLESS BOOTS N BOMBS!!!!! AHAHAH i love em so much. Here u go!! (If I ever DONT say "here u go" in a request call the police cause my identity was stolen)

(btw, i believe in BLU!soldier transmasc, jonh doe!!!)

Saturday at the mall I met a transmasc person who was TWENTY. TWENTY. Oh, oh! And get this. He said he knew one who was THIRTY-TWO. FREAKING THIRTY-TWO. I was like: ??? WE LIVE THAT LONG???

Found this in the comments of Shaun's latest video on Andrew Tate, in which he talks pretty extensively about how important it is for men to find ways to be confident in their genders without trying to adhere to, or enforce, anyone else's ideas of manhood on anyone.

Highly recommend checking it out.

Anyway. I rarely see folks talk about the positive impact transmascs have on manhood as a whole, and I think it's important to acknowledge and celebrate that.

"i respect trans people" do you?

do you respect trans people who look like their agab, whether they want to or not?

do you respect transfems with body/facial hair? transfems who don't wear makeup or dresses or skirts? transfems with low voices? transfems with short hair?

and do you respect transmascs who don't bind? transmascs who wear makeup or dresses or skirts? transmascs with high voices? transmascs with long hair?

do you respect trans people who don't "pass"?

⚠️ warning: side effects of testosterone ⚠️

✅ harder

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Source

"Isn't it exhausting being someone you're not?"

"No! Isn't it exhausting being the same?"

the cis maternal urge to treat your trans son’s body like an extension of your own body, and to react to said trans son’s physical transition as if they might as well have just started hacking away at your own body with a rusty axe, really is something else.

my mom hasn’t seen my chest post-op at all because the idea of it is so awful to her that the one time we took my bandages off with her present, she ran across the hotel room to hide from it and started crying to my brother about it (yes, with actual tears). she drove an hour and a half with us at 5:30am to my post-op just to sit in the waiting room because she refused to come in and see me after the surgeon took the bandages off. my dad has been the only one helping me with recovery things like changing bandages and monitoring healing because she still won’t look at my chest.

and she says that’s because she loves me and cares about me. love is when you treat the body your child can finally live in comfortably like it’s your worst nightmare. apparently.

the reason why you can't define gay as "man loving man", or define lesbian as "woman loving woman", or define trans as "person who has dysphoria and identifies as the 'opposite' gender " is because all queer identities defy being defined in a reductive, singular statement. the entire point of these identities are that they cannot fit inside the rigid boxes of what gender, sexuality & expression "should" be according to our societies.

people with these identities will always break the rules. we will always blur the lines and exist outside of the boundaries you set around us. you can't try to force us into boxes and hard definitions all over again, we intrinsically defy them no matter what.