John Doe Smith

[shubbabang]

[itsgonnabeoak]

is this anything

[espyextras]

not enough trans people know that the synth was created by a transgender woman! Her name is Wendy Carlos and she worked with Robert Moog to create the synth. Wendy innovated music as synths became popular, she won 3 Grammy's and helped make the soundtracks to Tron, The Shining, and Clockwork Orange. Shes still alive today, at 86. Proving trans people can live long lives.

[stjohnstarling]

People on the internet love to criticize work by Some Guy with zero institutional power like it's made by Disney Studios, and talk about Disney movies like they're made by their personal friend Amy, who is just trying her best,

[footlongdingledong]

rarely do i repost things and especially from shittr but this video is shutting down core partsof my mental processing i think

[supplementes]

she is weird but the pussy got that psych ward sock grip

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

curious as to whether ao3 had an uptick in traffic yesterday...

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

delighted to learn there is an increase in ao3 traffic corresponding annually to christmas, thanksgiving etc. truly the "meaning of the holidays" is about reading porn to cope with being stuck indoors with relatives

[fintan-pyren]

Spin this wheel first and then this wheel second to generate the title of a YA fantasy novel!

(If the second wheel lands on an option ending with a plus sign, spin it again)

Would you read a book with this title?

Absolutely!

Sure, why not?

Probably not

You could not force me at gunpoint to read something with this title

Voting ended onJun 26, 2025

Share what you got!

[johndoesmith]

“Pride and bisexual erectile dysfunction” is a book I would absolutely read.

[jingerpi]

I'm trying to collect and compile a list of transfeminine works and reviews or discussions of said works. I've found there to be very little discussion or consensus around these works, and very little attention on them overall. I want to do what I can to change that. Please if you would on the notes of this post or in my inbox, mention any transfeminist literature you've heard of and what you've heard about it. if you've read it, please give me your thoughts on the work as well, but don't be ashamed if you haven't been able to read something or finish it, I'd rather have some information than none at all. My current goal is to aggregate works which can be shown and recommended to others as core to understanding trans feminism. Any works welcome but I am especially interested in what you found beneficial about them and what audience you would recommend them to. I'm looking for personal thoughts and experiences, not other aggregates that lack context. Thank you I'll start by sharing a few works I've read and found insightful or seen discussed positively myself. Please do provide your own thoughts on the works mentioned as well. If I get enough feedback I will make an update with concise explanations of each work and what they're good for or where they may fail first, though its not about transsexuality, Demarginalizing the Intersection of Race and Sex is of core importance for understanding intersectional concepts such as transmisogyny Girls You Can Hit A Brief Materialist Look at Transgender Oppression The Third Sex Hot Allostatic Load Faggotization and The Extant Gender Ternary A Socialist, Feminist, and Transgender Analysis of Sex Work Why are AMAB trans people denied the closet? Transgender Marxism Whipping Girl Marxism and Transgender Liberation A Short History of Trans Misogyny

[marxism-transgenderism]

Black Trans Feminism by Marquis Bey

Histories of the Transgender Child by Julian Gill-Peterson

[transgenderteensurvivalguide]

Lee says:

Here’s a transitioning starter pack for all my trans folk out there! 

Transfeminine resources:

Presentation:

Tucking

Chest area

Voice

Broad shoulders tips

Hair removal

Feminine walk

Curves

Waist training

Growing out your hair

Clothing

Makeup

Passing

Medical transitioning:

Not medically transitioning

Fertility

Puberty blockers

Estrogen & anti-androgens/testosterone blockers FAQ

The types of surgery available

Surgery: A guide for transfeminine people

Pumping (Silicone injections)

Facial Feminization Options

Breast Augmentation

Other:

Representation

Transfeminine period dysphoria

Yes, Transfeminine People Can Get Period Symptoms

Slipping into masculinity

Women’s restroom etiquette

Transfeminine people can breastfeed

Having sex or masturbating

Transmasculine resources:

Presentation:

Binding FAQ

Clothing

Facial hair

Masculine makeup

Getting short hair / Masculine long hair

If you can’t start T

Lowering your voice

Packing and standing to pee

Passing as male

Not shaving legs

Medical transitioning:

Not medically transitioning

Fertility

Puberty blockers

Testosterone FAQ

Top surgery

Facial masculinization surgery

Body masculinization surgery

Hysterectomy and oophorectomy

Bottom surgery (genital surgery)

Other:

Periods and related things

Help! I need to see a gyno

Pumping

Masturbation and sex

Using the men’s bathroom

Hudson’s FTM Guide

Height dysphoria

Hip dysphoria

More resources:

What gender am I? A brief intro to questioning

Trans 101 for trans people

What is the transgender umbrella?

How do I choose a name?

How do I come out at work/school or to family/friends?

Dysphoria info and tips page

Mental health coping page

Being trans in school

Non-binary resources

Resources to send allies/friends

A page to send to parents/guardians

Convincing someone to respect name/pronouns 

Here is how to get hormones in the US

Here is how to get hormones in the UK

The NHS’s Guide For Young Trans People in England

Here’s a US resource with info on changing legally changing your name and gender marker 

Here is a UK resource with info on changing legally changing your name and gender marker

What are the WPATH-SOC guidelines?

How to save money

How to buy a trans-related item online without parents knowing

I have to go swimming, what do I wear/do?

Trying to sleep when you have dysphoria

Airposts and traveling by plane

Gender neutral bathrooms

Getting insurance to cover your transition

Does transitioning help mental health?

Trans teen’s experiences with inpatient hospitalization

Trans identity isn’t a mental disorder

Vaping prevalence

Being religious and LGBT

Transgender Lives: Your Stories (to see trans adults) 

Gender neutral pronouns in Spanish

Gender Variance Around the World Over Time

A map of gender-diverse cultures

American LGBT history by the National Parks Service

Crisis help: Suicide and crisis hotlines

Anyone can reblog, including allies!

[imfemalewarrior]

Here is a master post from this blog! 

Please reblog to spread it! 

Also if you have more specific questions regarding the above and fitness, @thenonbinraywarrior is a great blog to check out! 

-FemaleWarrior, She/They 

[xx-am3thyst-4st3r-xx]

@pie-tra @space-rocc @myconidwitch @gloriousvermin

[a-thread-of-green]

I think a lot of people imagine trans people to be self-assured and confident. I certainly did, before I admitted I was trans. Outsiders (and insiders who don't know it yet) see us transforming our bodies and going out in public knowing we're at risk and insisting on the right name and pronouns and they assume that it's some innate courage and boldness that carries through our whole identities. I can only speak for myself, but I can say for certain that, over the course of my life, my transness made me less confident, not more. Growing up, I learned to hide my true self, to become a passive vessel for the person others wanted to see, to hate and fear what was authentic to me. Yes, I took a great risk, but not out of ambition or some well of confidence. Only because I finally recognized that the alternative was a greater risk: a blank and empty existence until my death. I want to be proud and bold, but my transition doesn't show that I'm there yet. It is the first, uncertain step in what I hope will be a long journey.

[burningspite]

they imagine us as that because some of us have to be. some of us have to take the constant misunderstanding and labelling and fear and conspiracies on the chin and keep walking, too-broad shoulders held back and square jaw tilted up in defiant pride. for some of us, that is all we have. chips on our shoulders that keep stacking that we use to ante up. it's ok to be the meek and sweet trans woman who never raises a fuss and just wants to go back home to her little bubble of joy. those are who we do this for.

stonewall started with Bricks like me. stonewall started because you couldn't hide. when you can't hide, all you can do is be proudly visible, even when you're quaking inside. even when you use the restroom in utter fear you have to take a deep breath and walk out with a scowl, because those looks say all the words they need to. when you can't hide, when you're too tall and too fem and too visibly not fem enough, you have to be seen, and you're not gonna let them see you as the weak snivelling coward they want to subjugate you into being. others are allowed to be, but i don't get that privelege. i don't get the privilege of correcting someone every time they misgender me, because i'm visibly mentally unstable because all those chips on my shoulder wore away at me. so i smile, and i do my best can-never-succeed-at-voice-training pitch, and i scowl a "how can i help you?" through smiling, lying lips.

you can't be self assured and confident, and that's okay. i don't get that privilege. many others don't. so we have to be.

[burningspite]

and it's something i'm glad i can be.

[burningspite]

i can't stand being unheard. reblog this shit as far as you can reach because i just put my ass OUT with vulnerability here. don't make me waste my fucking words.

[behrooz-najm]

johndoesmith​:

“Yes and no, if you count methane a ghost.” The mask laughed. “There’s weird stuff happening around this building, people gettin freaked out and the like. Figured I would kill two birds with one stone.” He gestured to the equipment. “Mind helpin me lug this stuff around? The occult detector is heavy alone without the Geiger counter.”

Bez looked confused for a long moment. “So… you are looking for ghosts… but also methane?” They asked, certain they were wrong, but not sure what the alternative was. Was he a scientist on bombs? When John pointed to the equipment, Bez already felt their body surge into movement, they smiled and nodded, falling for the Bez-trap, which was a situation where their help was asked, and their brain already knew they wouldn’t say no. “Of course, where does it need to go?” They asked.

[johndoesmith]

John shrugged the straps of the rucksack into a more comfortable position on his back. It clanged with electronic intent. He handed the Gieger counter and carbon monoxide detector to Behrooz. “Gotta clear any variables before deciding its occult. You have no idea how many locations are pinged as ghosts or ghasts, when its actually carbon monoxide poisoning. I’ve been called into a lot of disappointing ghost ‘sightings.’” He sighed. “I see these folks on the tv, they have NO idea what they’re doing. Nothing scientific about running into a hospital and yelling at ghosts.”

[behrooz-najm]

johndoesmith​:

John slinked through the house, carrying a series of contraptions and machines. Since the last event, he had made sure to purchase English equipment as to not tip his hand to Behrooz. His foot lifted over a tipped coat rack, an arm through a locked door’s window. Carefully over glass. He turned to see a face, crooked and old. He was shocked to see someone else here. He didn’t recognize the short cropped hair, or the slight laugh lines past his lips. The Mask tilted his head, and John followed. It was at that moment that a new face broke the revelry.

“Behrooz, you frightened me there.” Said John, honestly, and a little gratefully.

Bez gave themselves a whole minute to get over their fear, but the familiar voice made the growing anxiety about who could be in the house with them fall back down their throat. They sighed in relief and shone the flashlight a little higher to at least illuminate some part of John’s body. “Sorry,” they said quickly. “Didn’t think anyone would be out here. Are you looking for ghosts?” they asked. Technically, what John was doing, was trespassing, and they should be taking him in for that, but Bez had grown attached to the other and didn’t think they had it in them.

[johndoesmith]

“Yes and no, if you count methane a ghost.” The mask laughed. “There’s weird stuff happening around this building, people gettin freaked out and the like. Figured I would kill two birds with one stone.” He gestured to the equipment. “Mind helpin me lug this stuff around? The occult detector is heavy alone without the Geiger counter.”

[captainxkj]

johndoesmith​:

The hot coffee John prepared for himself and kj warmed his hands. It was a classic interrogation interview technique. Give the target a lesser thing, coffee, chair, food, and make the institution the villain. Then bring in, as an individual, a much better version. Makes people like and trust you. He purposely given the secretary an hour old cup of coffee to give kj for that exact reason. This wasn’t John’s first, second, or fifth rodeo. It felt good to be in control. So much of John’s life wasn’t his. The anomalies, this damned mission, but here? This is what he trained for. He opened the door, sat on the opposing chair, and gave one of the new hot coffees to him. “Hey there KJ, how’s it going? The coffee sucks around here, I had an inkling so I brought in some fresh.”

John sat there thinking about the interview. In his experience, pre interviews were the real deal. The public ones, the performance. He saw how nervous the man was as he sipped his coffee. Good.

“Good afternoon Mr. Wake, let’s start this interview. I’ve got a few questions for you.”

“First, why did you decide to run for public office? And I’ve heard that you’re a captain, of what specifically?

x

KJ looked up and offered a crooked smile, one that somehow looked genuine despite its oddness. But he had been practicing in earnest, making a real effort in the mirror to look approachable or charismatic or political. Still, the expression fell quickly, and he was left with his usual sort of quiet glower. Rallying against it, though, he regarded John with more sincere warmth; at least more warmth than the coffee had. “Oh…uh, I’m real good. Happy to be here. How’re you, pal? It’s all right, though. I’m not really…Coffee’s coffee. Works for me.” Simple. Salt-of-the-earth. Unpretentious. This too was part of the new persona, he decided, with varied successes. 

He sighed a little, shifting in his seat and crossed his hands in front of him. “You can call me KJ. Mr. Wake’s my dad. Which is a joke everyone makes.”

Cocking his head to one side now, KJ cleared his throat. “Well…long story short, I care about Pleasance. And I care about the folks that live here. I think those folks deserve someone to speak on their behalf. Someone with no other interests. Born and raised here. No hidden agendas. No private meetings. No backdoor deals.” He gave a definitive nod, managing a low laugh now. “Yeah…that’s more of a nickname. My dad and my grandad. They were real Captains. Fishing boat charters, you know? My family has pretty deep roots in the Northwood area. Me? I run the docks these days. But that means I know what a day of hard work is.” 

[johndoesmith]

John watched the captain’s mask grow, slowly, inch by inch, like clawed vines over his face. A small, satisfied grin came over the mask. “Suit yourself partner!” John replied, sipping from the fresh cup. It was interesting watching the man squirm, attempting to find a new shell like a hermit crab, scurrying on the beach before the tide washes it all away. “And I’m doin just fine.”

“Your father?” John quizzed. “What was he like?”

John sighed. Genuinely. “You’ve got a lot of work ahead of you partner, there’s plenty a secret round these parts.”

[behrooz-najm]

WHERE: horseshoe acre WHEN: monday night WITH @johndoesmith

Bez didn’t waste a moment standing outside the property before heading in, careful to secure the place just in case anything was going to fall on their head. They weren’t trespassing… at least, they could say they weren’t, say that something had caught their eye driving past, and now they were shining their flashlight around. They were scared, but on the other hand: they really wanted to see a ghost.

They almost dropped their flashlight when a shadow moved about the main ranch building.

[johndoesmith]

John slinked through the house, carrying a series of contraptions and machines. Since the last event, he had made sure to purchase English equipment as to not tip his hand to Behrooz. His foot lifted over a tipped coat rack, an arm through a locked door’s window. Carefully over glass. He turned to see a face, crooked and old. He was shocked to see someone else here. He didn’t recognize the short cropped hair, or the slight laugh lines past his lips. The Mask tilted his head, and John followed. It was at that moment that a new face broke the revelry.

“Behrooz, you frightened me there.” Said John, honestly, and a little gratefully.

[captainxkj]

Closed starter for @johndoesmith Time: Late Afternoon Location: All-Timer Diner

The lukewarm coffee sloshed around the mug like a mudslide as KJ brought it once more to his lips; he swallowed hard, a sour expression trickling across his face. But he had been nursing the cup for more than an hour now, having arrived early to spread his notes across the table. In truth, this whole affair still felt strangely new. This campaign for public office, still in its infancy, had come from a genuine desire to help, of course, to do something. But maybe he should have spent more time ruminating.

After all, KJ now felt like a teenager again, left studying for a test for which he, no matter his efforts, would be painfully, woefully underprepared.

Still, he had to put on at least some show of resolve, he decided. Politics were nothing but optics, after all. And in any case, this was a pre-interview, not the real interview. He could mess it all up and then run to Ajita or someone for advice on fixing it.

And so, he cleared his throat, beginning to arrange the papers in a neat little pile as their meeting time drew near. He glanced up to the door, trying to at least look a little less caught off-guard,

[johndoesmith]

The hot coffee John prepared for himself and kj warmed his hands. It was a classic interrogation interview technique. Give the target a lesser thing, coffee, chair, food, and make the institution the villain. Then bring in, as an individual, a much better version. Makes people like and trust you. He purposely given the secretary an hour old cup of coffee to give kj for that exact reason. This wasn’t John’s first, second, or fifth rodeo. It felt good to be in control. So much of John’s life wasn’t his. The anomalies, this damned mission, but here? This is what he trained for. He opened the door, sat on the opposing chair, and gave one of the new hot coffees to him. “Hey there KJ, how’s it going? The coffee sucks around here, I had an inkling so I brought in some fresh.”

John sat there thinking about the interview. In his experience, pre interviews were the real deal. The public ones, the performance. He saw how nervous the man was as he sipped his coffee. Good.

“Good afternoon Mr. Wake, let’s start this interview. I’ve got a few questions for you.”

“First, why did you decide to run for public office? And I’ve heard that you’re a captain, of what specifically?

[wispykatsopolis]

location: somewhere public, probably a park status: open to everyone

“well, i’m sorry to lose your business ma’am, but i can’t cremate someone that’s still breathing. that’s not how it works. maybe call dr. kevorkian, but we don’t do that here,” whisper said before abruptly hanging up her phone. she hated getting calls and not being able to help people - but that was just… wrong. or maybe the caller was just dumb and didn’t understand, but that wasn’t whisper’s fault. “i swear people are idiots,” she grumbled.

[johndoesmith]

John’s brow was furrowed, he was at the funeral home to ask about a potential monument. “I’m sorry, did I just hear someone wanted to *cremate* a living person? Should I be concerned?