#TransJoy

[fattylime]

plates from last semester celebrating my 5th year out as trans <3

[plume-clinic]

How to find joy during your gender transition

Joy acts like a buffer that can soften the impacts of stress. When you’re feeling joyful, your body releases chemicals that help reduce feelings of stress and pain. For transgender and nonbinary folks, we experience higher levels of stress due to societal challenges. As such, finding joy can be a powerful tool in maintaining mental and physical health.

[popwillow]

I spent the day thrifting with my partner to start feminizing my wardrobe and we kind of did our own thing so we had a fashion show when we got home and YALL. One point my partner put my hair up a way I've never done and w the new clothrs when I looked in the mirror I saw the girl I've always wanted to be smiling back. I started crying from the euphoria

[dreamercec]

You can donate directly to Point of Pride or go to the link in their bio. You can text transjoy (one word) to 44321. Or you can attend their live in TikTok (make sure you share and double tap!!!) or on YouTube (make sure you like and share!!!) 🩵🩷🤍🩷🩵 And spread the word on every platform you can!! Do what you can with what you've got!!!

[apexconcoction]

CW: Needles

10 years on T today! 💉💪✨

[opposams-stuff]

i was thinking about a catch phrase for this one but y'know what, i don't think it need one after all, it accidentally make a great phone background!

[crystal305]

Reblog and follow for free nudes baby 👅💦

[danicafoxtail]

Slowly getting there. The Trans women on this site are all so beautiful and the Trans men so handsome. I am dorky and that is something. This is a fabulous community and I am thrilled to step back into it as My authentic self after many years being away

[harvardfineartslib]

Let's celebrate! Trans Joy Week begins today!

The Trans list Timothy Greenfield-Sanders ; curated by Anastasia James. Greenfield-Sanders, Timothy [author, photographer] New Paltz, New York : Samuel Dorsky Museum of Art, [2018] English HOLLIS number: 99153836467803941

[sadkoiz]

little painting today!

[happyoldqueer]

The simple trans joy of being correctly gendered by the cable guy 20 seconds out of bed when you wake up and hear a strange voice in your house and remember it's New Internet Day. 🏳️‍⚧️

[dreamercec]

Allies please share this video #Trans

[buggsboy]

My first packer just showed up and I'm so excited but also scared shitless to open it. It wasn't supposed to mean this much when I got it

[adamoonchild]

Hi you all lovely people💜 I just wanted to wish you all an equally lovely weekend her from Denmark.💜 The summer seems to have arrived😁 here’s a cute picture with my sweet Sharkira also getting ready for the beach 🦈🏖️😆😘💕

Hugs and kisses Ada 

[hot-puppuccino]

My girlfriend bought new underwear and its really cute, she’s really glad they fit her,

The bulge is driving me feral

[mythboundcal]

I stumbled across this post: https://www.tumblr.com/fanonical/774627656060780544/spin-this-wheel-of-fanfic-tags-this-will-be-the?source=share.

It’s a writing challenge that assigns fanfic themes at random—and the tag I received was “Trans Character.”

I’m honestly grateful. I’ve been looking for the right moment to write a story like this, and this challenge gave me the push I needed. It means a lot to me that my first trans-centered fic is about Sailor Uranus—Haruka Tenou. She’s a character who’s always lived in the in-between, and I wanted to honor that with something quiet, intimate, and deeply true.

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Wind Was Never Meant to Choose Sailor Moon Fanfic (Haruka Tenou) by MythboundCal

Haruka doesn’t like boxes.

She never did.

Not the one that said boy or girl.Not the one that said racer or soldier.Not the one that said you have to pick one or you’re just confused.

She tried. She tried to pick once. She picked wrong.

Or maybe the world just didn’t like her answer.

—

The wind doesn’t choose what direction it blows. It just moves.

And so does she.

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Michiru calls her “darling” like the word isn’t tethered to anything. Haruka likes that. She can wear a suit one day, a gown the next, and Michiru will still raise an eyebrow like she’s undressing her with her eyes. It’s infuriating. It’s perfect.

“You don’t care what I am?” Haruka asks once, half-serious.

Michiru doesn’t blink. “You’re mine.”

—

The others never ask. Or if they do, they don’t press.

Mamoru just pats her shoulder and says, “You’re stronger than any of us. So who cares?” Usagi calls her “cool” like it’s her name. Even little Chibiusa stares at her with wide eyes and says, “Are you a prince or a princess?”

Haruka just grins.

“Both.”

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Sometimes, it aches. The in-between. The neither. The both. But she puts her hands on the steering wheel. She feels the wind at her back. She launches forward anyway.

Because wind isn’t meant to stand still. And she isn’t, either.