Sorry I Couldn't Wait For The Poll Result. Also Sorry Gioram Nation, I Failed You Today.

trans girls with hairy tummies are like if a living room fireplace glowing on a december night was a girl

A bunch of Build a Bears I've drawn recently!!

Commissions are open on a discount if anyone wants me to draw theirs ^-^

happy trans visibility day!!!!!!!!!!

been working on this little site of links to (mostly historical-ish) transgender docos, books, magazines etc to go with my new trans history instagram if anyone else loves transexual links enjoy!! 💖🏳️‍⚧️ u can have a transgender movie marathon without having to go to 20 random websites to hunt them down

(head feels like it’s shifted into a noticeably “masculine” space as an effect of wearing that grey coat around everywhere. i think i have to start bringing, like, skirts back into rotation if i want to feel “normal” again, which is to say, if i want my stream of thoughts to stop feeling endlessly “snarky” in a way that does in my heart feel attributable to the grey coat

one could call this negotiation a bit cool & fluid & queer but only insofar as it occurs with respect to a self-perception that would seem in the first place to be gendered to a point of embarrassment, i mean, having my brain affected by a coat)

picks up a jar containing the parenthesized thoughts floating in formaldehyde & inspects it closely… hmm well is it really that bad to be snarky sometimes, what’s the problem

Unfriendly reminder that while you're busy mourning the loss of your childs old gender, claiming you need to mourn the death of your son/daughter, there's a group of boys/girls/enbies scrambling to take your kid clothes shopping, snatching up the chance to take those "first" experiences from you forever. Your sons first fishing trip is gonna be with his best bros, your daughters first makeover is going to be with her girl friends, your kids first camping trip out as themselves is gonna be with the besties. Good luck getting those bonding experiences back. While you're busy trying to guilt-trip your kid with your weird manufactured parental trauma, there's a whole community ready to take your place as the better family.

Your loss, someone elses gain.

Dropping by to say that Magnolia is very Gender. That is all, have a good day.

Ideal. Fuck yeah

To me, "having made it" as a trans woman isn't passing.

It's about not needing to shave your legs anymore to feel feminine.

It's about not needing to wear makeup anymore to feel feminine.

It's about not worrying about every step or sound you make to make sure you seem feminine.

It's about trying to get your hair to look just right, and instead of thinking "RAAAH NOO!! I'll never pass like this everyone will think I'm a man!", you think "Bleh, bad hair day... Oh well"

It's about feeling feminine no matter what you do, no matter what others think. Especially that last part.

It's about knowing, accepting, deep down, that you are a woman, and nothing you do or don't do will change that fact.

That's when I know I made it.

whats cool about being trans is my parents are totally right. i did kill their beautiful son. im the thing that animates his corpse in an ever more convincing parody of a happy girl. i devoured him from the inside out and now there is nothing left of him and he is dead dead dead and there is only me, with my hollow eyes and dark eyeliner and long hair, and my big smile. my limp, effeminate gestures belie the marionetting of the boy they loved. my fagginess is his death. already his body becomes a fitter home for my parasitism in full; the tits, the hips, the thighs. sorry about your kid. thanks for the biomass <3