there’s something so disgusting and feral and perverted about getting off to the smell of someone
getting handed your sweater or a blanket and it’s supposed to be for comfort when we can’t see each other but instead i’m fucking my toy and shoving my face into it because fuck. you just smell so good i couldn’t help it
it’s not my fault your smell throws me into a fucking heat, i’m just doing what dumb mutts are supposed to >_<
anal is gender affirmation for trans guys. fuck an ftm in the ass today!
there is a judge in Seattle who does the weekly name change hearings, and who says it's her favorite part of the week. she says she doesn't read out previous names, or ask about the reasons why people want to change them. she says it's a beautiful moment, and a celebration; a claiming of a new identity, or a reclamation of an old identity. she encourages the room to clap for folks. then she welcomes everyone up, one by one, by last name and with warmth; she shows them the court order where nobody else can see, asks them to double check the spelling, and then they're done! do they want a picture? do they want their friends and loved ones who came with them to be in it too? do they want the court order in the photo? she helps everyone pose, shakes hands and stands with them for as long as they need to take it, recruits the clerk for help taking photos of the folks who came alone. then she tells them where to go next, congratulates them, and claps along with the rest of the room.
probably three quarters of the people there were trans, and she centered their experience quietly, with love and joy.
I think I'll be thinking about her a lot this January, and for a long time after. it's good to know she's there.
Actually, the "F" on my passport is for faggot, not female.
forcemasc but not in the gym bro way. you don’t have to be strong and dominant to be a man— what are you, fucking sexist? nah, nah. you don’t get to call yourself a girl just cause you’re not strong, not rough, not unfeeling. obedience doesn’t make you a girl, it makes you a dog.
you’re still a man when you’re grinding on the boot that left suchhhh a pretty red mark on your ribs. you’re still a man when you’re nose-deep in bush and whimpering cause you just can’t get enough no matter how hard you try. you’re still a man when you’re gagging on my fingers pressing down on your tongue. you’re still a fucking man and if i gotta make you prove it to yourself until “good boy” are the only words you know, i will
less than a month to go boys
Shout out to me and the other co-host who are going through the same crisis except in the opposite directions ("Oh no I'm used to stress how do I deal with daily life" vs "Oh no I'm used to daily life how do I deal with stress")
having a degradation kink is so insane. i was having a hard time verbalizing what i wanted because he called me a “poor little thing” and instead of letting me recover, he doubled down: “god, i can’t believe you like being talked down to. that’s pretty fucking pathetic, only sluts like to be treated like this.” and then istg my eyes glazed over and i was GONE
☆ he/him ☆ trans man ☆ 23 y.o. ☆ gay ☆ furry ☆ wolf therian ☆ autistic ☆ polyam ☆ forcemasc enjoyer ☆ discourse reposter ☆ reclaimed LGBTQ+ terms used on this blog ☆ I block everyone who denies trans experiences or is a TERF ☆ gatekeepers fuck off ☆
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