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Local Trans Fox Girl, 25, pretty Kinky. WILL BEAT YOU UP AND SIT ON YOU DMs open, must have age in bio.

[stillnaomi]

yes, I want conditions to improve for women in [named country], which is why I don't want the US and its allies invading, bombing, or fomenting a coup there. for every wonderful story of a woman in Kabul getting a better education and an exciting new job while Afghanistan was occupied by NATO, there was a woman in a rural village who wept over her children after they got limbs blown off. this isn't an isolated situation. what happened in places like Chile or Guatemala after US backed coups? in Guatemala's case it led to a civil war where the state committed genocide against the indigenous population, while in Chile Pinochet's regime imprisoned, tortured, and killed their opposition just as brutally. there's an endless list of atrocities that have come from Western intervention, because shock horror, these interventions aren't actually a means of helping anyone but Western capitalists. the humanitarianism justifications the West started using in the 90s are just propaganda

[flagellant]

Hey guys I made a pride flag for when your gender is nobody else's fucking business! Check it out!

[flagellant]

happy one year anniversary to this post getting marked as "potentially mature content" and then never leaving content review when i appealed. tumblr's own default loading graphic is considered by their own tos "potentially sexual" it seems.

@support you got any explanations for how this post got flagged? or why it never got reviewed? or what mature content might potentially be happening? believe me i am ALL ears

[flagellant]

it's 2026 and this post is officially no longer "potentially mature" and is just "mature". so: either tumblr's own default loading graphic is now confirmed to be explicitly sexual and pornographic

or the concept of a pride flag is considered to be inappropriate for 13 year olds.

happy pride 2026. here's a pride flag for when corporate interests of a site run by dogshit transphobes, handwringing pearlclutchers, and "powerless" "allies" tell you that pride and your gender is no one else's fucking business:

[website-enjoyer]

okay transfeminist girls. bourgeois civilization is kind of like an egg, okay? it’s having a pretty bad life and it has to transition or it’s going to kill itself. the proletariat is like the repressed girl inside. until she realizes that she needs to come out, she identifies with the thing that she is trapped inside of. revolutionaries are basically trying to crack her egg, but there’s a lot of systemic pressure to keep her in the closet. it’s called liberalism. a lot of people see that pressure as natural, so they don’t even realize it’s there. some of them tell her that she could have reforms, which means a revolution is unnecessary—that she can just be a social democracy, which is like saying to a closeted tgirl that she is allowed to be a gender-nonconforming cis man. and when someone is against communist strategy they are basically doing discourse about how egg jokes are problematic

[mintgrace]

did yuo know its very normal for girls to fall over when they stand up? this is not iron deficincy,, it is girl supries naptime

[machinespiritanimal]

Just spent like 4 hours laying in bed masturbating [as one does] to an 'unethical scientist breaks a straight* boy* into a tgirl' fantasy.

He's broke, unemployed, living with his shitty girlfriend who doesn't really care about him and is probably cheating. Takes up sketchy help wanted ads and ends up at this warehouse where some unnamed corporation is doing off the books testing.

Starts off doing basically focus testing opinions on new models of sex toys. Not a ton of work there without trying them out, so he ends up becoming a more hands-on tester. He's not a fan, but the big titty testing coordinator [unethical scientist] sets him up with 'her favorite' a p-spot plug w/ a vibrating tip that gets him back on board. They eventually try a strap w/ bullet base that gets her off and she finishes him with a reach around.

He's been getting sent home with all these toys, which his girlfriend eventually finds. She misunderstands all of his previous attempts to get her to try anal into meaning he wants topped [which he's now coming around to]. He comes home from shopping one day and finds his toy stash has been revealed and panics, only for her to surprise him in a seductive outfit w/ the strap on. She fucks him til she cums, then makes him finish himself off [which he goes to the plug for].

Testing coordinator has developed a crush on him and booty calls him with the offer of pay, so it's hard to turn down. Turns out she's trying out a new aphrodisiac and the pay is effectively to get high with her and fuck [10/10 gig]. It comes in these ampules that you pop open and inhale, basically ecstasy + poppers with about an hour run time. He sucks the strap, she fucks him to his first hands-free, then she goes down on him [hers is fading, he's still rolling].

The aphrodisiacs are part of a more complex hypno rig that she eventually gets him to try out. It rewards repeating key phrases with more sprays to build on self-suggestion. Keeps feeling soft and fuzzy and horny afterwards, gets fisted, is amazed at how easy it was and how good it feels [it's easy because she was doing it while he was under too], gawks at the bulge in his stomach when she points it out.

He gets home and crashes into bed. Girlfriend is pissed, he's been gone for over a day. He fishes out the money he's made and hands it over, saying he's got a job. She's confused and a little concerned that the cash is coming from somewhere illegal considering how he's been acting and just how much cash he's fished up in a short period of time, but brushes it off.

He gets offered more and more 'work' with the hypno rig and has the reward of becoming a testing coordinator if he keeps going through with it dangled in front of him. The coordinator includes a couple custom sets in the video/audio, leading him to obey her specifically, and heightens one of the sexual sets with video of her fucking him‡.

Each round leaves him increasingly suggestible for a period after taking the set off. First she starts supplying him with e and prog to take without thinking each day, then she starts replacing his her internal references, then she gets her to wear a cage (all part of the experiment, it's temporary, you'll get some extra pay at the end...), and finally leave her girlfriend so she can be her true self w/ the coordinator.

They pop a couple of the ampules and the coordinator asks MC to fuck her. MC says she can't because of the cage, coordinator sets her up with the strap and strips. MC finally gets to see her naked and realizes she's a caged tgirl too. Coordinator has gone through this whole process herself and tells MC how good it feels.

They live happily ever after in a pair of welded together converted shipping containers being evil science transbians <3

‡ <3 to Jules for adding this to my kink repertoire because holy shit.

[foxy-t0rch]

Holy.y. ddjnxnk

[sailatina3]

[hal-monitor]

✨⚾️ BASEBALL YURI ⚾️✨

[w0nderland42]

i get that americans love their cultural imperialism, but it really does piss me off that june is “international” pride month just because something happened in the united states.

in aotearoa, june isn’t our pride, it’s theirs. marsha p johnson and sylvia rivera are their historical figures, not ours. the phrase that “you owe your rights to Black trans women” is true there, but here we owe our rights to (mostly) Māori historical figures. i have the freedoms i do because of the legacy of an entirely different set of people operating in an entirely different context at entirely different times.

But because of american cultural imperialism, most queer people in Aotearoa don’t even know our own queer history. Carmen Rupe, Ngahuia Te Awekotuku, the Dorian Society, Gillian Laundon, Georgina Beyer, and the Wolfenden Association are some of our queer history. We should know their names! we should know what they did for us! but because of the power of the american imperial machine, we don’t.

our national pride month should be july, the month that the Homosexual Law Reform Act passed in 1986. our two largest cities hold their pride festivals in february and march, respectively. american queer history has very little (or nothing, depending on who you ask) to do with our queer history. anecdotally, from my own queries, queer youth in aotearoa know more about american queer history than our own.

anyway, happy pride, americans. i’m truly sorry that most of you don’t see the negative impact your nation’s culture has on the rest of the world. and to the rest of the world reading this, try searching for your own country and culture’s queer history, don’t accept the american narratives as your own. we deserve our own histories divorced from the cultural hegemony of the USA.

[mindlessbimbo]

"I need my beauty sleep," but as a covert code for brainwashing

[mindlessbimbo]

bonus points if you don’t know it is one

[mindlessbimbo]

No sooner have the words left your mouth, you feel your mind begin to cloud.

"Oh...? So soon?" They smile. "But of course, you're right. You can never get enough beauty sleep, can you?"

Another wave. Your eyelids flutter. "What...? What's going..."

"Hm? You were just saying that you needed to get some beauty sleep. Did you forget already? How silly. You must be very— careful, now!"

Your legs feel weak. Limp. You find yourself falling, only to be caught in their arms.

"Let's get you somewhere more comfortable, hmm? Somewhere where you can get some well-dserved beauty sleep."

Your head rolls back. Mouth open. Eyes lidded. Barely, you recognize that their arms have tucked themselves under your back and knees. A moment later, you're weightless.

Floating.

Then dropped into a sea of plush silk.

"There we are. Much better."

You try to follow their voice, but find the room a blur. "I...my...head...what's...?"

"Shhh." Deft fingers find your hair, stroking your feeble protests away. "You need this, remember? Say it again."

"I need...my beauty sleep," you repeat on a sigh that proceeds a rush of warmth, and heaviness.

"Good doll. Beauty sleep is good for you. Without it, your thoughts turn ugly, don't they?"

You nod. "Beauty sleep...good for me."

"Were you having some ugly thoughts, doll?"

You nod again.

"Tell me. You can do that before you drift off, can't you?"

The fog in your mind parts just a little. Enough to think. To recall. To see them lying beside you, one hand stroking your forehead, and another rubbing your tummy. You swallow. "It’s hard out there," you say. "Everyone treats me like I'm a person, so sometimes I forget I'm not." You feel tears begin to well in your eyes, your heart racing with your words. "I'm sorry..."

"Oh, my silly doll. Don't cry. You've done nothing wrong." They wipe away the wettness, then pull your face to theirs. "You're just playing pretend, sweet thing. That's what dolls do."

Right. Of course. "Dolls love playing pretend."

"That’s right! Dolls love playing pretend. Do you remember why?"

Your face scrunches up. "No..."

"That's alright." Lips find your cheek. You blush. "Dolls play pretend to make people happy."

"Like you?"

"Yes, like me. And you make me very, very happy, little doll. No matter what I tell you to be, you play your part perfectly. You're a very good doll."

Warmth spreads through your chest. "I'm a good doll."

"And sometimes," they smile, "when silly little dolls are perfect at playing pretend, they forget they were ever playing at all. That's why I'm here. To remind you when play time is over." A hand, the one on your stomach, slowly trails to the hem of your pants. "Do you remember what happens when play time is over?"

You shake your head.

"I think you do. You come back here, to your dollhouse, and I undress you."

For a moment, you squint. "Undress me...?"

"Of course. Taking off your play clothes is essential for getting good beauty sleep."

Your eyes roll back, and once again your limbs are so, so heavy. You couldn't lift them even if you tried.

"That's it. No more thoughts. No more movement. Play time is over, and good dolls are still and silent when play time is over. Isn't that right?"

You don’t respond.

"Good doll. Just rest your eyes and drift into deep, deep beauty sleep." The hand moves down. "I'm going to play with you myself now."

[cyberpunkcatgirl]

average tgirl tumblr mutual meetup

[alligaytorrr-official]

hey you okay? you reblogged average tgirl tumblr mutual meetup again

[melodies-stereo]

living is very extremely worth it and if youre a transgender woman reading this post you should really consider continuing to live

[wingkink]

btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here

[donniehaspronouns]

it makes me so sad seeing people in my life who tell me they think they might be trans but they’re too scared to confront that reality because the transgender experience just seems to be filled with terror and misery. trans people please never stop talking about the joys of being transgender. please never stop talking about your excitement and joy and happiness. maybe you think that the trans experience is all doom and gloom, too. I promise it’s not. focus on the joy and you will feel better I promise.

[foxy-t0rch]

I've only been on E for 5 months, but I have had more days where I look in the mirror and smile in these 5 months than in the 25 years leading up to it. Things might be scary right now, but I've reveled and cried so much in joy. It finally feels like my skin is adhering to the shape of my soul. I wouldn't take it back.

[malwareproductions]

hey. you have to love your trans brothers of color okay. and your trans sisters of color. and your nonbinary siblings of color. you have to okay. its simply non-optional

[horyoculture]

transfems that want to be cute remember: wanting things is so cute, make your grabby hands and needy whines and demand you get given what you want it's sooooo cute you're the most adorable girl ever people should be honored to give you everything you could ever want

[ashes2caches]

you need to treat that transfem like a little doll and dress her up in the cutest clothes possible. you need to.

[capnsoapy]

And what's the deal with dog food, am I right?

[capnsoapy]

the moral of the story is: i can do anything.