#Shout out to all trans men

[thetincangremlin]

by the way, stretch marks are HOT, pass it down.

Like, try and tell me the one on the right is hotter than the one on the left.

I rest my case.

[honeynclove]

do u guys think I’m anons fav faggot

[feline-evil]

Getting into anything new also means getting to do a fun little treasurehunt afterwards to find the people drawing gay trans art of the new thing Saluting our bravest soldiers (the people making queer art of my often kind of dudebro-y interests)

[thiscatbites]

Don't indulge my breeding kink I'm not gonna be able to stop fantasizing about getting you pregnant

[hrtley]

shout out to the coldest boy on earth (me)

[corujalesbica]

Shout out to trans mascs with beards, flat chests, more "male" features in general. Shout out to this guy and every trans masc who passes and is excluded from queer spaces for the crime of being happy. Shout out to trans guys with dicks, Shout out to trans guys who identify as bears. You are all so handsome and incredible.

tried to vent in a trans space about how, as a trans man who’s been on T for a long time (over 7 years now), i have noticed that the more i pass as a man, the less welcomed i am in queer spaces unless i go out of my way to feminize myself. and how that sucks! and it’s isolating!!! and it feels horrible to see ppl who used to like you and be close to you drift further and further the more masculine (& therefore more comfortable in urself) u become…

only to get ppl replying to me and saying “well if you dressed more fem then ppl wouldn’t be intimidated by you. you signed up for this”

i’m sorry but i didnt sign up for social isolation when i transitioned, i signed up for gender euphoria and comfort in myself and my life. and i had hoped that the ppl in my life would be able to see how much joy that brings me and continue to love me.

[missbunmuffin]

I hope something bad happens to the people who are hurting me. They don’t actually care they just doing what they’re doing to feel better about themselves and they don’t acknowledge how people like me feel.

[fourcroy-chosen-one]

Shout out to all the transmascs that can’t get on t because of health issues.

My doctor told me because of the medication for my chronic illness testosterone may not have any effects on me. I may not have cispassing ever. We deserve to be treated as good as cis men and we aren’t “less trans” just because we don’t medicate. We are valid. Fuck anything else.

[punk-dad-sharkz]

cuz I can i'm gonna make a hyperspecific queer shout out post bc I want to appreciate all the lovely people in my life and more

shout out to men who used to be lesbians and women who used to be gay

shout out to fem bigenders

shout out to nonbinary people who don't like they/them pronouns

shout out to feminine men whose shoe collection is 90% heels & platforms

shout out to gender fluid folks who make really, really bad puns

shout out to the fem he/theys & the masc she/theys

shout out to the people who collect pronouns like a rock collection

shout out to literally every aromantic person ever

shout out to the trans drag queens & drag kings

shout out to all the gays obsessed with baldurs gate 3

shout out to the angriest and most passionate scenemo trans guy you'll ever meet in your life

shout out to the agender folks who make *gives you my gender* jokes

shout out to the most gender looking guy you'll ever meet

and shout out to you, queer person reading this. I love you

[thisblogisfulloftrash]

I know MAtt is jewish but can we please stop with using these out-of-touch comparisons between radical feminists & gender critical same-sex attracted people and Nazi Germany?

Radical Feminism and fascism are on the other side of a spectrum and it's vile acting as if lgb people are naively pandering to fascists.

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[marxism-transgenderism]

From the ages of 14-18 I went to rocky horror live performances that a local group did monthly pretty regularly. It was supposed to be 18+ but nobody gave a shit. I still have a pic of me getting a crazy lap dance from some 30something divorced dude. Fun story until you remember I was 15.

I started going pre coming out as transfem and kept going well after. Some others came once or twice but there was only one other trans girl who regularly went. She was very nice to me. She occasionally said some self hating things that a lot of transfems say at one point or another, especially when isolated. But she was a light to me in that place.

I got preyed on there a couple of times. Men and women. Nothing really happened as far as I can remember but I endured behavior I shouldn't have. And I kept coming back.

I have some good memories. A lot actually. It was one of the few places I could experiment with makeup and women's clothes. I made a lot of friends there and brought many too. I still remember nearly all the shout alongs. But it still fucked me up. Pretty much my only model for transfemininity was the tim curry transvestite rapist alien written by a transmisogynistic theymab who's songs we were singing.

I don't really have a point to this other than i hate the discourse surrounding the movie. I hate the lauding of it as a fundamental queer classic like it's something we all need to uphold and protect and not just a bad movie a bunch of mostly white theatre freaks formed groups to shout along at. I hate that the praise it receives by tme people and the dismissal of any criticism makes it so the only practical position that transfems can take is this sucks and you should quit bringing it up.

The way people talk about it you'd assume it's one of the most liberatory pieces of media of all time. But i came up in that type of space and I gotta tell you it's not much different—both in terms of the rampant transmisogyny and the acceptance of gender non conformity—than the experience i had at an official queer youth group non profit that kept up a clean look or the stories I've heard from those who came up in gay bars at an older age than I did. Its really not that special.

[richie-shitlips]

I've seen posts doing this before, but I wanted to make my own. Shout out to everyone in theatre who will never get the roles they want. To the trans women whose roles written for them are always given to cis people. To the trans men who will never get cast as the leading man because their voices are too high. To the white girls born for The Book of Mormon. To the Black girls born to play Elle Woods. Altos and non-belters born to play Lydia Deetz. Adults who never got their chance in Annie or Oliver! Women who want to play Hades. Men who want to play Persephone. Actually disabled actors who likely won't even be Crutchie or Ricky Potts, let alone anyone else. The Leading Player who doesn't have the range in either direction. Jane Doe who isn't a soprano. Adolfo Pirelli who can't do accents. Anyone whose dream roles are from shows where the rights aren't released. I love all of you. Don't let the directors tell you no. You got this <3

[wakeup01]

buttslut

If you had asked Dante whether he would ever bottom, 1, he would probably punch you. And 2, he would insist that topping gays was just something 100% straight men like him did. And he’d say it with…well, with a ‘straight’ face. It was a display of superiority and power, an act to show people their place. He wouldn’t be seen dead bent over, presenting his rear. The mere idea disgusted him, a fact he made very clear when loudly talking to his recently made friend, Cris, inside the local inclusive night club.

An unlikely friendship that only came about from bumping into each other while Dante was taking selfies in the college bathrooms. Something of a regular past time, as Cris quickly learned. Even in a public place, Dante didn’t miss the opportunity to admire his own body, smirking as several gay guys around him turned to get a glimpse. Maybe that was the only real reason he agreed to come along. Then again, he was capable of being kindhearted, in his own special way.

“You see those pathetic ‘guys’ earlier? Practically begging to be shown what a real man can do.” Dante commented, chugging down the rest of his beer. Blatantly ignoring the warning hanging on the wall which stated ‘discrimination will not be tolerated’. Yes. Kind. In his *own* special way. “You get me?”

“Uh huh...” Cris sheepishly replied, trying to hold back a wince. Looking down with disappointment, his eyes tearing up slightly. Now definitely wasn’t a good time to reveal that he was actually trans. Maybe when the sun was about to implode, yes, that seemed like a more appropriate occasion.

Dante was a somewhat typical douchebag jock in most respects, keen to display his dominance and superior body to anyone with a hole to fill. A fuckstick with a guy - rather inconveniently, attached. Dante pushed out his perfectly sculpted chest and flexed his rippling muscles while he made his openly deriding remarks as a group passed him by. Deliberately yelling over the obnoxious club song that was blaring overhead. Cris merely laughed nervously, ashamed to admit his infatuation with Dante’s body - adjusting his trousers as his dick unconsciously rose to attention at Dante’s confident voice.

“Christ, your drink looks kinda fruity. You should try some of mine.” He lifts a glass and holds it out.

“Maybe later, do you want to go dance? I kinda dig this Charli…song.” Cris’ voice peters out at the expression shot in their direction. “Maybe not, huh.”

Unfortunately for Dante, the patrons and staff weren’t too keen on his ‘colourful’ choice of words, especially when starting to talk about ‘butt sluts’, as he put it. A bit of glitter blown in his direction was all that was needed to kickstart a change in perspective. Cris watched with wide eyes as he witnessed his toxic crush’s language and demeanour gradually adjust in front of him.

Dante attempted to brush away the glitter that somwhow got all over him. “The fu—fudge is this gay shi—shizzle!” Instead he only managed to spread it everywhere, speeding up the adjustments. Dante took another sip of beer and scrunched his nose up at the taste, pushing the drink aside. His stiff and once proud stature grew limp, hips swaying to the rhythm of the club music. The plethora of swears and insults softened into a series of enthusiastic lisps and giggles. His deep voice changing pitch one word at a time. “This soOOoong s—slaps, like, a totes banger!” Dante shouts out, to his friends amusement.

“But I thought you hated this—“

“Uhhhh, as if!” Dante’s whiney intonation quickly interjects, somewhat unbefitting of the muscled body it came from, his defined pecs still pushing out against the thin fabric of his tank top.

A warm insatiable itch caused Dante to absently remove his top and shorts, revealing a jockstrap cupping his bubbly rear - which quickly doubled in mass as it comically splayed out beneath him. A result of the rainbow glitter sticking to his sweaty body. The rest of him remained built like a tank, wide shoulders and thick thighs. A meaty chest glistening under the flickering lights of the club. He was so hot, but not just in appearance. The drunken stupor had fully gripped his easily manipulated mind. Everything around him suddenly seemed soo funny.

“Gawd, my butt’s, like, pretty big. Weird. Heehee.” Dante points out, turning slightly to show Cris, causing his cheeks to wobble. “Do girls even want big butts on guys?”

“Well…I…” Cris stammers, blushing bright red at the image of his ultra masculine friend shaking his butt while effeminately biting his lip.

“Like suuuper big and…” Internally Dante was unaware of his out of character behaviour, unquestioning as his brutish dominance was purged, replaced by adorably bratty submissiveness. He was the same old Dante deep down, just…happier. And sluttier. His body unconsciously began to gyrate to the heavy bass throbbing in his head. All he noticed was the growing need centred around his tight hole. His fingers cautiously touched the jiggly mound of flesh weighing him down from behind. Dante’s eyes filled with lust as he stared at his friend Cris, noting the sight of him and all the other hot men around him. A pleasurable sigh escapes his pursed lips.

“Big and…empty.”

A couple minutes of character growth later, members of staff arrived to offer Dante ‘vip status’ at the club. A program they had setup to deal with any ‘troublemakers’. Dante didn’t mind however, and agreed instantly. Cris followed as he got directed out the back door towards his new station, taking his position as a public relief hole. Leaning against the wall as the cool night air brushed against his bare skin. All the while he was incapable of keeping his hands off his rear, feeling it up without a second thought as onlookers watched. Dante simply nodded along dimly while the club’s manager explained that he was about to be fucked and used repeatedly to atone for his remarks. That once he has filled his quota, he and his twerkable bubble butt would become the club’s next permanent dancer.

Dante smiles and says “mmkay” while pushing his hands against the wall and widening his legs - staring blankly ahead. “Like this?” There was a little sign above his head that simply read ‘hole’ with an arrow pointing down. Just in case it wasn’t clear.

Cris made sure he was first in line to try out the new resident ‘butt slut’. He positions himself behind Dante, and struggles to hold back a laugh at the sight of the once bigoted jock willingly preparing to get dicked. He definitely liked him a lot more like this - the same muscled physique, but without the crude superiority complex. Their friendship was sure to hit new heights.

“Ready? Let me show you what a ‘real man’ can do.” Cris says with a newfound sense of confidence. Playfully, he spins Dante’s baseball cap around and places his hands across the himbo’s rear, parting his huge round cheeks to show off the cherry he was about to pop - before the rest of the club would inevitably leave him gaping.

“Mm.” Is all Dante can muster before Cris’s cock forcefully stretches him open and leaves him moaning like the natural cock hungry bottom he now was. “Don’t—don’t stawwwp babe!”

[swolesome]

Transmasc Tumblr, I need you.

I dunno if there's a rallying cry or some kind of ancient incantation I gotta bust out, but HEY TRANSMASC FOLKS AND TRANS MEN, EXCUSE ME PLEASE. I'm a trans dude with a small-ish YouTube channel working on a video about the erasure of transmasculinity, particularly in the wake of the recent debacle involving a former YouTuber who I won't mention directly but his name rhymes with Sames Jomerton. His plagiarism of Alexander Avila and Jes Tom, and outright misgendering of ND Stevenson got me fired up about how often we're overlooked or merely an asterisk in queer discourse, so much so that even those of us in this community need to search high and low for resources on our history and health care. So I'd like to hear from you. If you're comfortable, I'd love for anyone who's part of this community (and not a transmedicalist) to message me directly with something you wish more people knew about us, or an anecdote about one of your experiences (happy, sad, angering, your call.) A paragraph or two is ideal--for longer posts, I will likely not be able to include them in their entirety, but I will quote them where I can. If you'd like to be involved, please let me know if you'd prefer to be anonymous or to have your name dropped and socials linked; I'm hoping for the latter given that the idea is to shout out more artists and creators, but I want to give the anons space to be heard, too. You can also help by recommending transmasc YouTubers (especially essayists) who could use more eyes! I'm looking for more creators to enjoy personally, and I'd love to shout them out if it would help them. If y'all could reblog this, I'd be very appreciative, and if you read all of this, dog bless you. 💙 And an extra special thanks to @socksonat3am for being such a great friend with exceptional meme game. He blindsided me with a compliment so now I'm getting him back because he needs to know how talented and delightful and magical he is. Take that, Socks. Get absolutely treasured.

[warper-in-training]

Shout out to men who play Obey me!

Shout out to trans men who play Obey me!

Shout out to mascs who play Obey me!

Shout out to cisgender men who play Obey me!

Shout out to intersex men who play Obey me!

Shout out to men who play Obey me and selfship with the male characters!!

Shout out to men who play Obey me and selfship with the female characters!!

Shout out to men who play Obey me who don't ship with anyone at all!!

Shout out to all of us. we've seen some shit.

Terfs/radfems/"mEn DnI" gtfo.

[vexingwoman]

The interesting thing about the Mulvaney video is that, before the comments were turned off, every single comment was negative, and almost all were critical from a feminist perspective, not a conservative perspective. An overwhelming majority were from women, calling it sexist, misogynistic, stereotypical, insulting, etc. It got me thinking that TIMs are really invested in perpetuating this false narrative that the majority of women love and accept TIMs, and that facade might be starting to crack a bit.

You’re completely right, and it’s so thrilling. I don’t know if you’re on tiktok, but it’s the same situation over there. For once, all the criticisms are from feminist women, not conservative men. For once, trans ideology is being criticized for the right reasons.

Huge shout out to Dylan for peaking more women than any terf ever could.