#but help they're all femboys

[lesiasmadness]

Masked👏man👏to👏bishōnen👏pipeline!!!👏👏👏

[artanogon]

thinking more about being trans

[kels-new-videogame]

Hi! So I need characters to draw, I will take anyone. I am suffering from a horrible disease: Artblock. And remember;

Any guy can and will be turned into a femboy.

[ladyaster]

I’ve seen some people politely ask why there’s a lot of love for PermafrostShipping going around and like I dunno about the rest of you but I just saw a meme of them while I was delirious at 4 AM and at first I laughed but then I went “BUT WHAT IF-” and now I’m in too deep. Please send help.

[heartfullofleeches]

V and Femboy Roommate Darling who pretends to be his girlfriend to impress his friends and parents. Tired of V whining about his online "friends" making fun of him for not having a girlfriend by now or his parents asking him when he'll find someone and looking to skip out on rent for a couple months Darling agrees to be V's pretend girlfriend in exchange for him covering their expenses. Bonus if Darling doesn't normally dress up normally/are low maintenance and wears nothing put worn out tees and sweatpants at home, and the first time V sees them when they're all dolled up is after they make the deal-

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V: Okay, wait until I join the call then walk in and flirt with me a bit before I take over. Got it?

Femboy Darling: Got it~

[Later]

"So, V - where's this girlfriend we've been hearing you talk about?"

V: she's-

Femboy Darling: Right here~

[Darling strolls into V's room - hair and makeup done wearing a skirt and one of V's shirts. They walk over to his desk and take a seat in his lap, throwing their arms around his neck and helping him pick his jaw off the floor]

Femboy Darling, kissing V's cheek: Hey, baby~

V: h.....hi......

"So your V's girlfriend?"

Femboy Darling: [giggles] one of them at least. V is such an amazing boyfriend. He's so sweet and always listens to everything I say. How about you tell them how we meet, babe? It was so romantic, like love at first site!

V: I.... uh....I....We.......

Femboy Darling: I think V's had enough games for one day. Maybe we can play something together sometime when he's feeling better, okay?

V: ....We don't have too...

[creation-help]

Okay, jesus. I gotta say this

Hey. Other queer people reading this. Non transfems especially.

You do realize transfems are people too, right? Right?

Transfems also feel nervous presenting as their real gender in public, they also have gender envy and see a pretty stranger on the bus and wish they'd look like them. They also feel so so incredible when they finally get that one nice thing that makes them feel more Gender, and when that one stranger (cashier, batista, whatever) genders them correctly. They also pose in front of the mirror daydreaming about how they'd dress, and also have breakdowns over their clothing bc they feel like they don't fit in them the right way. They also feel horrible having family dinners with conservative relatives who talk about anything non cis looking with disgust.

They also feel unsafe going out as a queer person.

Even in queer spaces.

Do you think about this? Do you think about their internal life and feelings as people? Do you forgive them if they're being a little awkward or a little horny in embarrassing and quote on quote cringe ways? Do you feel "Off vibes" from a person in public who you perceive as a man, dressing in ways that you don't think is normal for men? Do you feel discomfort at someone with facial hair and makeup? Do you stare and quietly avoid talking to them? Do you notice when transfems are absent in queer spaces? Do you notice "women and nonbinaries" situations never including trans women, somehow? Do you mention it? Point it out?

Do you feel "more comfortable" around femboys than transfeminine people? Why is that? Why do you allow transmasc twinks to be gnc but not any transfem people? Why do you think it's any more okay to "Feel uncomfortable" around a visibly trans person if you perceive them as being amab? You realise what that sounds like, right?

Like it feels absolutely mad that I feel the need to make this post but I see so many fellow queer people spout absolutely horrendous bullshit about transfems and I won't fucking stand it. Like hey, sorry this is worded condescendingly but maybe you could think for a second that this is about them, not about you? Wakey?

Fucking think and reflect, please. I'm not even a transfem, there's millions of trans women and others saying all this shit all over tumblr. And people don't take them seriously enough. Please help advocate for them too. Pay attention. At least do some internal work with yourself if nothing else. Okay?

[starboye]

Jonathan Daviss and Drew Starkey think their little femboy boyfriend is so adorable the way you get so drunk from only a tiny bit of alcohol. You also become super affectionate and horny when intoxicated so you are all over them.

drew and jonothan always get so excited when you say you're going out to a bar with some friends because just like always you'll come home all tipsy and giggling, tripping through the door after getting a ride home from a friend

"drew... jonothan?"

"hey baby"

"you okay"

they help you to your guys' shared room and slowly try to get you to the bathroom but you just cant stop kissing them, jumping onto the bed and peeling off your clothes and soon they're jumping at you to get the rest off

the rest of the night usually goes something like, they ruin your hole with their cock and fill you to the brim with cum while you giggle and moan the whole time, by the end of he night you're out like a light and they clean you up

[eyecandyandbraincandy-blog]

Society for the last five years (and counting)

Public health: Hey, so we're tracking this new trend of ovens possibly burning people. It seems bad, we're gonna need more data.

Scientists: On it, we're gonna learn about the oven and what causes burns.

Government: Okay, here's what they're saying about ovens and how not to get burned. Let's shut everything down until this burning passes and then we can go back to normal.

Libs: YES! You can do your part and flatten the curve so we can reduce the amount of burns!

Conservatives: I'm sticking my head in the oven. Y'all don't own me, you libtards! Even if the oven can burn you, I'm wearing this super special glove.

Scientists: That glove is for checking horse prostates. Don't do that.

Government: Actually, if you inject yourself with gasoline, you'll clean that risk of burns right out of your skin.

Scientists: Don't. Do. That.

Libs: We trust science! We care about people! They don't! Let's stay strong, people!

*months later*

Corporations: Hey, so, our profits-

Government: Say no more, fam. We got this. PUT YOUR GRANDMA IN THE OVEN FOR THE ECONOMY.

Libs: Look how callous they are! We're the good ones.

Public health: Actually, needing to be careful when operating ovens has been SO hard on the American people. You can use the ovens without mittens for a bit as a break.

*a year of rolling back measures*

Corporations: BUT MUH PROFITS

Government: Okay, y'all. This is cute, but go back to work. Tell them to go back to work. Public emergency's over.

Public health: Look, some people are gonna get burned using the oven. Mitts are cute but it's really about your personal risk tolerance. So just let those people get burned, they'll die off and we'll be good as new.

Science: Actually don't do that. Our data's clear, here's all the ways to get burned and here's how serious those consequences can be. Wear oven mitts. But we have this vaccine now and it WILL HELP. But we're not sure what the efficacy is yet. So let's be cautious until we have more data.

Public health: You hear that? Vaccines. Yummy, get them so we can be done with this!

Conservatives: God damn it, they're all tryna give us the pokey-jabby-stabby to try and convince us the earth is ROUND, to be liberal femboy sissies and get gay autistic married transes. FAUCI PLANDEMIC HOAX KILLARY CLINTON AND SLEEPY JOE. DON'T DO IT.

Libs: We trust the science! We're gonna get the jabby pokey stab and then we're done! No more mitts.

Science: Well, actually-

Libs: SEE WE'RE DONE! All vaxxed and relaxed. We trusted the science and now it's over! Back to normal! I've been DYING to do some baking. My mental health was so terrible when we couldn't use the ovens!

People following the science who don't want to get burned: Hey, I actually really liked baking too. But I can't really do it safely since there's not oven mitts anywhere and now people are just cooking with flamethrowers. That's not really safe.

Society: BUT OUR MENTAL HEALTH WAS TERRIBLE WHEN OVENGATE WAS HAPPENING AND WE WANT TO BAKE. IF YOU'RE SO FREAKED OUT THEN STOP BAKING FOREVER AND STAY HOME.

People following the science: But you just said the isolation was bad for mental heal-

Society: YEAH MY MENTAL HEALTH. MY PERSONAL RISK. MY BODY MY CHOICE I TRUSTED THE SCIENCE.

Government and corporations: Excellent.

*A few years later*

Society: New mystery burns are popping up here and there and they seem to revolve around a kitchen???? What's going on???

Government: It's nothing, shut the fuck up and go back to work. We beat the ovens.

Society: Okay!

Science: Actually, the vaccine DOES significantly reduce the likelihood that the burns will kill you, but you can still get burned, others can get burned, and you can still have long term health-

Public "health": No, yeah, it's nothing. Some people are gonna get burned. And that's bad, but also like inevitable? Make sure you wash your face before operating an oven.

Libs: It's all about personal risk tolerance. I'm not going to live in fear with oven mitts anymore! I NEED TO BAKE.

*months later*

Society: Why's everyone getting burns constantly?

Lather, rinse, repeat.

[0w0tsuki]

Trans girls who think that their sisters need to shut up pand play nice with sissies/femboys need to realize that's a two way street. Maybe you should ask sissies as a whole to stop being wildly transmisoginistic-oh wait transmisogyny is literally the point of sissy kink. It's raceplay but for trans women.

As someone who has had to share kink spaces where sissies are unavoidable because the content creators cater to them, they're so common that if your AMAB in that kink space your basically presumed to be one, they have absolutely no respect for boundaries I can assure you that the "trans woman who discovered herself through sissy kink" is vastly outnumbered by transmisoginists who stalk trans women to steal our selfies for their sissy captions blog while demonizing us and making transfemininity out to be something that is inherently sexual and to be ashamed of.

That is unless of course you go down the #transisbeautiful tag where you will find plenty of girls posting their fully clothed SFW selfies as #humiliated sissy, #gay man, #beta faggot, and as many queer positive tags as they can find so they can say to as many people who will be hurt by it as possible that they agree with their no trans sissies even the most sfw presentation of transfemininity is still inherently sexual and something to be ashamed of.

Sissy kink is personally responsible for sending me into a pit of denial and internalized transmisogyny that I couldn't have gotten out on my own and everytime I see these girls I think about how I would've been like that if I didn't get the help I got. Like for all of you who say we have to be nice to sissies because "a lot of them are probably closeted eggs" have you ever took a second to consider WHY there are so many eggs in the sissy community?

Have you maybe considered that sissy communities are in the exact same kinks that draw in Transfem eggs and are designed to keep them in the closet for as long as possible purely for the transmisogynists who fetishize us? Why are you asking the trans women who have been traumatized by these communities to be the one extending the hand.

Why do you expect trans women to rebuild every bridge that's been burned by others?

[astrangergivingthestrangewelcome]

Okay so, tis the season of "Jonathan is a gothic heroine and also very feminized in Dracula's castle" and I would agree with these sentiments wholeheartedly, but when I look at how he is treated in adaptations (good and bad) and even in some well-meaning fics there's this sort of sexist undercurrent to feminizing him that ignores and undervalues the real skills he is employing to keep himself alive and it always bugs me. Alan Moore calls him a milksop (? Or was that Coppola) and Mark Gatiss calls him a wet noodle and it's just. He is a damsel in distress and he's very skilled and resourceful and active and trying to help himself. When he has his panic attack, and then sits down and thinks what he has to do, and decides that he should try to find out more about the Count and spends dinner that evening tactfully asking questions that keep the Count talking- like that's huge! That's a hugely important thing to do and it shows his interpersonal skills very well and that is not to be undervalued. Like if all you're going to do with a fem!Jonathan is keep him in Mina's purse you've really missed the mark, and you're ignoring his skillset. Only someone who is good at regulating their emotions, good at reading people, good at intuiting desired behavior, good at pretending could survive this. An assertive, direct approach to this situation would get Jonathan killed super fast. His "feminine" qualities are keeping him alive, and I want to see this aspect appreciated more than I do.

Also... I get why "feminine" and "masculine" qualities are called that, and I super agree that society deems things like emotional intelligence girly and so that needs to be discussed- but as someone who loves to read and write Mina in a masculine role and Jonathan in a feminine role... that's not exactly how I think about it tbh. Like to me the point is: emotional intelligence is obviously both masculine and feminine because Jonathan is emotionally intelligent and a man, not "Jonathan is a femboy." Like "feminine" qualities and "masculine" qualities have a societal meaning but in practice they're bullshit because both genders are capable of all qualities you know? And in my opinion that's what stories that play with gender roles should be saying.

[talisidekick]

I wanna talk about how transmen are sexualized.

Transmen aren't Femboys.

Transmen aren't Sissys.

Transmen aren't for your sexual pleasure.

Transmen are biological women who have dysphoria.

You cannot change sex, you can change gender presentation and how your gender is perceived.

-Sincerely A transguy tired of being sexualized and misinformation

When people go out of their way to say "all trans men are" or act like all trans mascs are a specific thing only, like a femboy, or a sissy, it's transphobic because it's debasing people to a kink and not recognizing that these can be aspects of a person, but not their entire personality. When someone treats a kink like the default for a type of person, it's offensive. Gay men got reasonably upset when people kept expecting and depicting them to be effeminate because it was rightfully offensive as fuck. We shouldn't be debasing people to sexual roles and stereotypical presentations grounded in bigotry. In your examples, that's transandrophobia. Beyond this, I will disagree with everything except your sign off.

Transgender men are not 'biological women'. They're men. Medically, commonly assigned female at birth (afab). I say "commonly" because intersex transgender men exist and the term 'afab' isn't all inclusive of the biological reality we're dealing with. The term "women" is a social term, not a medical one, that relates a person to experiences of womanhood and defines them as a woman by proxy. This is incorrect. Transgender men are men, period. If you're talking biology, use biology terms. Social terms belong in social contexts. Conflating the two aids no one and instead walks right into the rhetoric fascists like the so called "radfems" and "gender criticals" use to associate sex with gender as falsely inseparable terms.

Also, no again to "you cannot change sex". That is a falsity in the reality of modern science. We can make functional penises for transgender men, this is widely documented, and modern science has procedures that would allow an individual to no longer be accurately medically classified as "female" and even "male". One such procedure is called SRS or Sex Reassignment Surgery, sometimes referred to under a broader category of Gender Confirming Surgery or GCS that covers the creation or removal of primary and secondary sex characteristics. Now before we get on the "what do I mean by functional" train, I'm deliberately not including sperm production or egg production in this statement because if that's your argument that it's not 'functional' unless it can be used to reproduce, you're an asshole that just said sterile men aren't men, and post-menopausal women aren't women, and fuck you. Men and women aren't defined by their ability to reproduce. That's bioessentialist bullshit that can fuck right off, this ain't the fucking 1960's.

I'm being highly specific here because I want to be very clear that the terms we use have impact, they're meant to be used in certain contexts and conflating terms with eachother doesn't help us make the points that we're trying to here.

The real meat of this though is that these sexualizations as femboys and sissy's being default used on trans masculine people in general is deliberately denying transgender men and mascs their masculinity. If a transgender man or masc chooses to express themself in such a way, that's their choice. But it's a choice an individual is making, not a collective. It doesn't matter what a transgender man or masc looks like, it matters how they want to be treated, and denying them that treatment to force them into a sexual role they don't agree with is a big fucking baaaaaaaaaaad move. We talk about sexual liberation in being 2SLGBTQIA+, and defining ourselves our way, but doing this to trans mascs is just reflavouring homophobia to attack a different group. Fucking stop it. Let trans mascs and transgender men be masculine. Stop default coding them as feminine.

[sh1-n0bu]

sorry i keep dissapearing shits happening🤭

anyways have fluffy smut with ginger syndrome because i enjoy making tall people crumble beneath me ^^ also i didn't specify which position so its up to you to decide

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He was having a rough day already, and this didn't help at all. He had already been forced to deal with his pretty stupid underlings on the easiest tasks, and now he couldn't find you. He remembered what you offered a while ago.

"If you ever are stressed, look for me. We can do this 'till you're better," You said with a soft smile as you ran your hands through his hair as he laid his head on your chest. He smiled for the first time in a while, genuinely.

As he walked around Liyue Harbor, he felt a hand land on his shoulder softly.

"Looking for me?"

—

His eyes rolled back as he groaned, you never failed to make him feel like this. A moaning mess, a cheap whore, nothing more, nothing less. You ran your hand across his cheek and he leaned into the warmth, tears dripping from his eyes. You continued to thrust into him, and he couldn't stop himself from tipping over the edge again. His cum was almost transparent; you two had been fucking for a while now, and he never wanted to stop. "You're taking me so well, Ajax. You deserve a reward, don't you?" You whispered into his ear, nibbling on the lobe of it. He whimpered and nodded, squeezing his ass and eyes shut from the immense pleasure. You hummed and started thrusting harder, getting ready to reward him. You thrust harder and farther than before, reaching spots never imaginable, and shot your load deep in him. His eyes widened and rolled up, his hand trying to grip onto anything, drool dripping from his mouth as he moaned so loud it'd be considered a scream, and came with you, unexpectedly. He gave out not much later, his eyes closing, and he fell asleep with you still inside him, a content look on his face. You grinned a little at this, and you laid him down on your chest, keeping yourself inside of him so he wouldn't wake up. You played with his hair until you got tired, and laid your face into it. "Goodnight, Ajax." You mumbled and gave him a forehead kiss. He blushed, still sleeping, and dug his fave closer into you. There, you two fell asleep together, in the comfort of one another.

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—🕴 anon

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[bustybounty]

When you went to visit your girlfriend's family, you thought they'd be muscular body builders like her. Instead you were greeted by her brother, a femboy with the fattest ass you've ever seen, and her mother, with her 500 pound gut.

((Just a side thing, I hope you all don't mind that most of these asks that involve something like "your girlfriend", I type in the 2nd person, instead of 1st person. It feels comfier for me and helps me tell the story better- Now, onto the caption))

"I want you to finally meet my family, my brother and my mother. I lived with them for years before you moved into my personal home, and they're very important to me." She said, you had fallen in love with this massive lady that was as strong as she was beautiful. She was also quite dominant, and most times in bed you found her riding your growing cock over and over again for what always feels like hours of pleasure. She had the stamina and endurance, and her big tits kept bouncing around as she did this, too, so it was a wonderful sight...

You imagined that to have such a strong desire for bodybuilding and working out, her mother might have been an influence, and so possibly a bodybuilder (or former bodybuilder) herself. You would assume that her brother was this big muscular jock type of guy as well. Maybe you weren't into men, or were but still felt like your girlfriend had the perfect body. Either way, you were shocked when you finally met her family.

"Oh, nice to meet you! You must be my daughter's partner. She said a lot of nice things about you! You look like such a lovely person!" Her mother said, welcoming you with a grin and opening her arms for a hug. The thing was - this woman looked like the opposite of a bodybuilder. That doesn't mean she wasn't strong - just that she didn't have a defined hard sculpted body, with perfectly visible abs, but instead, had a massive, 500 pound belly. Yes - her belly alone was 500 lbs. She weighed 700, being quite chubby overall, but 500 of that were composed of her blubbery gut.

Hugging her, you felt her blubbery belly touch your own stomach, as well as your hips...your crotch...your thighs... it was such a soft, warm embrace, you felt like you might have hugged her for too long, but luckily she didn't make it awkward. Just as you were trying to smile at your girlfriend and regain composure, her brother walked in. "Yooo! We finally meet huh! My big sis said you played the same games I did! That's cool dude!" And her brother went for a handshake, that you accepted, even if your brain froze for about 2 or 3 seconds. "N-nice to meet you too."

Despite that way of talking, this was anything but a 'bro dude', or a gym bud, or a jock...he looked 'feminine', especially because of the size of his enormous ass. It wobbled every step he took in an exaggerated, erection triggering faction. Even if you didn't think you were into it before, something was definitely tingling down there. Holy fuck - how did he even get through the damn door? He was wider than your gf and her mom combined, and had the fattest ass and thighs you had seen.

Holy fuck, you got yourself in quite the damn predicament. All three were staring at you, waiting for you to say something...what now? You still needed to have dinner with all 3 too. Uh oh~

Who would you pick if you had to choose one of the three~?

[urlocallesbiabs-nsfw-sideblog]

keep fantasizing about a scenario where i get to gently forcefem a cute femboy...

what if there's a sweet cis boy who likes to lean into his natural femininity and not conform to gender expectations, who has soft hair he doesn't cut often and big, brown, doe eyes, who's a bit chubby and a bit curvy as a result, who likes to wear spinny sun-skirts and frilly shirts, cat ears and thigh-high stockings, real lavenderboy darling. and he's into me, he thinks i'm cute and fun and hot, he'd love to get it on; but i turn him down gently — i'm a lesbian. his body is pretty, but i'm not into boys in my bed: i want a partner whom i can call my princess, my baby, my kitten. he's dejected — not pushy, just really pathetic — and i take pity on him. i tell him we can try, but only if i get to treat him like a girl the whole time, and if he promises to be nice and submissive. i can tell the idea is doing something for him, the way his pretty eyes light up when he says yes. they say yes, my pretty girlthing for the night.

i take them home, push them onto the bed, hitch their short skirt up — they're particularly shameless today, little slut in their tiny little skirt, out on display for everyone, but for use only by me — and i find cute panties under it. then i strip off their crop top, and find a bralette gently hugging their flat, tender chest. i tease them about being feminine down to their bones, to their lingerie — were they hoping a cute girl would notice and compliment them on it? it does look nice on them, by the way. they blush at my words, and then blush even harder when i undress myself and they see me wearing plain boxer shorts and no bra, my tits hanging freely. i ask them, isn't it cute how they're even more feminine than me? aren't they my sweet little femme pet? they nod enthusiastically, wordless and aroused and eager to submit. then i take off their stockings, because i want all of them naked and open to me, and i see that their legs are shaven smooth. they already look like a girl, i coo, they're adorable, they're so hot. they get me all riled up with their shy expressions and sharp sighs, with how they hide their face and shiver, i can't keep myself from having them, from devouring them.

i free them from their lingerie and touch them. i kiss them and make them moan, make them take my fingers in their mouth and suck on that, call them a good girl, watch them squirm, watch them get hard and wet. i won't touch them there though, not yet, i like to play with my food. i flick at their nipples, i pinch, make them whine; i tell them how sensitive their chest is — are they on estrogen, maybe? they shake their head no. do they want to be? they just shut their eyes closed and whine harder. it's alright, they're already such a pretty kitten for me, so soft, so responsive. they don't have to think about what they do or do not want — they can let all thoughts go, i'll take care of them, i'll make them feel good. i kiss their neck, leave hickeys there to mark them mine, to hear their sweet, pathetic sounds. i kiss their mouth, push my tongue down their throat until they choke, then praise them for doing so good. i touch their nipples and make them suck on mine, call them my babygirl, so eager to help me, to please me. by the time i get to rubbing between their legs, they're dripping wet and twitching, desperate to unravel for me. i tell them how beautiful their girlcock is, how slick they are, how cutely they buck their hips and blush for me and moan for me; i mount them, and guide them inside me. they cry out, twitch harder, get all adorable and helpless under me. i try to ride them, but they keep jerking their hips, they can't lie still, their breath is all broken and their expression is almost pained from all the stimulation, i can see they're dying for release. i tell them they can do it, they've been such a good girl for me, they're allowed, they're so obedient and deserve a reward, they can cum inside me — and they do, and they moan so loudly, they cry and tremble as i help them ride it out until they're limp and empty.

then i cuddle them, pet their hair, kiss their forehead, tell them they were great and adorable and i loved all of it. i ask them if they liked it, and they say yes, slow and fucked out, a little sleepy. i ask again if it was nice to finally have lesbian sex with another girl, and she says yes louder, hugs me tighter, buries her face. i ask her if she liked being a girl, my girl, and she cries, and i let her find comfort between my tits as i stroke her back.

next week, she wants to do it again, and of course i let her — but on one new condition: she needs to let me do her first estradiol shot. if we keep this up, the rules have to change, okay? she agrees so easily, almost like this is what she wanted all along. we do it again, and again, and again, like she's addicted to whatever i do to her; gradually, her skin gets softer and her breasts fuller, her nipples even more sensitive, and every time she cums her sperm is more and more watery, but her orgasms are more and more intense. she stops cutting her hair at all, starts going by a new name, starts calling herself my girlfriend. nearly every time we have sex, she kisses me and thanks me for fixing her, for shaping her to my needs. i say i'll do anything for my good girl, and fuck her until she forgets who she was before she turned into my sweet femme fucktoy, my beautiful girl.

[abstractgirlobject]

noBODY is pressuring ANYONE to be a Transfem!

Hi, so I live in the real world where everyone hates transfems. I've had a streak of sleeping with multiple cis boys, whom, after hooking up with them, realized they were actually girls. Did I MAKE them trans somehow? At no point did I tell them they HAD to be girls. I did what I thought was right and let them figure it out on their own. I told them it was a possibility but truly only they can know whether or not they are.

So then why do I keep seeing people talking about how there's a group of transfems out there MAKING poor GNC cis boys into girls? I was not invited into this group, when I probably have more than enough qualifications. You see when I hear people talk about that, I think about something similar I heard about how transgenders are going to make your children trans and somehow destroy America with this Excess of Power over others that this very marginalized and targeted group somehow has. And then it clicked, this group of highly organized dangerous transgenders not only doesn't exist, it's also exactly what the right is constantly fearmongering about.

You see when I think about my experience as an egg, because I'm harsher on myself than I am to others, I just end up screaming at my former self YOU'RE A GIRL TAKE THE ESTROGEN HONEY. when in reality little egg me didn't know yet and saying that wouldn't have helped her. What I'm NOT saying with this post is that anyone who's actually forcing eggs to transition before they're ready is at all justified in doing that. I'm not the type to she/her cis boys i think might be fruity enough to be eggs. (unless they want me to in bed.) I just think its odd how much this egg discourse lines up with what I was told by people when i was figuring out my gender.

"you can just be a boy who wears dresses and makeup. you can just be a femboy. you can just be a GNC cis boy. You can just be a boy. you just are a boy. You are a boy. Don't pretend you're not."

This is pressure to be cis that has masked itself under sounding more progressive. Y'know, the kind of stuff you hear in conversion therapy. Why are you so scared I'm going to take your femboys away from you? Why is allowing more transfems to realize who they are via a funny meme a bad thing? Why is more t-girls a bad thing? The longer this conversation goes on the more it sounds like the same old shit, people hating transfems for having some kind of power they don`t have, and blaming them for intracommunity discourse when the real problem is how many people actually hate us.

There are two ways to end this, either you accept that you have some unconscious biases and you can reevaluate your stance while I can accept that not every trans girl is an angel and some of them may get a little excited and pressure eggs to crack early instead of letting them incubate like they're supposed to.

Or you try to get rid of transfems because clearly they're the problem here.

fuck off

[heartfullofleeches]

Blurbo with Angie/Angel Milk [Femboy Cow Hybrid Yan] and Bunnyboy Streamer Darling because I think they'd be real cute together. Darling loves to bake because yes. (Darling is called boyfriend once but they/them pronounced used otherwise)

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"Who's that next to Angel?"

"Dunno. Think he mentioned something about them being into baking? Would explain why they're in the kitchen together...."

"Wonder if they're dating...Angel has been in a pretty good mood lately."

"Kinda hope not.... I'd love to have that bunny guy for myself...."

Traitor- He knew he shouldn't have shown you off to these creeps.

When you first brought up the idea of becoming a streamer to your roommate - he was delighted. The change in career path meant taking less hours at that awful job you were working at, giving you more time to spend at home away from customers who berated you over the smallest things, or similarly as infuriating - tried to flirt. He could have you all to himself, leading up to the moment where your mutual feelings are realized and you confessed your undying love - yet there was something he failed to take into count.

Helping you get off the ground with your streaming was the biggest mistake he ever could've made. All these thousands of eyes on you now - a lovable rabbit with a passion for baking, especially for those you love. Who wouldn't fall in love with a cutie like that?! Why did he have to buy you that apron too- Angie has read hundreds of messages commenting on how precious your little tail sticking out the back is. It won't be long until they flood your own page - he has to do something before they get too cocky-

"Y/n~"

Centered on mixing cake batter to the perfect fluffy texture - the bowl in your arms tilters as someone bumps into you from behind. You catch the bowl as your roommate presses his chest to your back, hiding his face in your neck.

"Y/n, don't forget about me-"

"A-Angie! Be careful, I could've dropped this..... What are you even talking about?"

Angie sniffles, biting the wall of his lip to deepen in the pain in his voice. "I'm sorry! I was just reading through chat and I saw a few people already have a crush on you. Please don't forget about me when you get really famous. I'm here too!"

Placing the bowl on the counter, you wriggle in Angie's grasps til you're able to face him. "Angie, I could never forget about you. If I have any kind of popularity - it's all because of you."

"I know, but I really don't want to lose you. I don't know what I'd do if I did."

"I'm not going anywhere. I promise."

Hugging your friend, the affliction in his voice fades away as he faces his laptop camera.

"Did you hear that, chat? My boyfriend isn't going anywhere! So don't get any funny ideas!"

"B-boyfriend?! Angie!-"