Heres A Link To My First Lookbook !!

I think my biggest ego boost as a femme is making a butch readjust their pants. Like...what's the matter handsome? Did looking at me/thinking about me make your dick hard?

Maybe we should do something about that then.

TME and TMA as intersexist terms: as written by an intersex transfem

I’ve had a few different people in my inbox asking me why I view these terms the way I do. In particular, why I claim it’s intersexist. So, I thought I’d lay out a few examples, so everyone can understand where I’m coming from.

Imagine an intersex woman. She was assigned female at birth by her doctors, and was able to go about her childhood as a woman with no inclination that anything was amiss. Sure, she didn’t experience certain parts of puberty, but puberty was different for everyone, right?

But, later in life, she learns she has Turner syndrome. This is an intersex condition where a woman has only one X chromosome, rather than the usual two.

Soon after she learns this, she finds that laws are being made to attempt to keep trans women out of women’s spaces (often specifically sports) which use chromosomes as a defining factor of womanhood.

Would this intersex person be considered “transmisogyny affected”? She has been raised as a cisgender woman with no problems regarding being ‘clocked’, but she is also a direct target of transmisogynistic laws. She lies in a gray area.

Now, let’s go to another intersex person. Imagine an intersex man with PAIS. AIS is an intersex condition where babies are born with testes and XY chromosomes, but their body is immune to or can’t respond to androgens (which includes testosterone). Intersex people with partial AIS (PAIS) often develop a vulva and clitoris during puberty.

This intersex person identifies as a man, and he was assigned male at birth. However, his body does not produce testosterone, and he went through a feminizing puberty. To the average eye, he appears to be a woman now because of this.

Would this intersex person be considered “transmisogyny affected?” He was assigned male at birth, and now appears to be a woman, much like many transfems. However, if many saw how he looks now, stating that he is a male, they would probably clock him as transmasc. He was raised as a boy until puberty, and then faced astrozcization from his peers when he began a puberty that feminized him. What he was facing was a form of intersexism where transmisogyny was playing a huge part. Does his childhood matter? Can one become TME over time, when they were TMA as a child? Again, he lies in a gray area, where the answer is not quite so simple.

What about the “opposite”, per se — an intersex woman who had a masculinizing puberty? She has aromatase deficiency, which means that many ‘male’ hormones (which would usually be converted to ‘female’ hormones) would remain unconverted. She identifies as a woman, and was identified as a female at birth and was raised, until puberty, as a female. But now, she would be clocked as a trans woman upon looking at her. What does that make her? Is it different from the previous example? How and why? This intersex person also lies in a gray area. How she should be described with these terms is not clear.

And keep in mind, these are all relatively simple examples. All of the examples I listed self-identify as cisgender. But there are intersex people who are trans in any direction you can imagine.

If that last example identified as a trans woman, because she is now clocked as one, would you be able to say she’s wrong for that? What about if she identified as transmasculine, because of her experience with puberty? What if she’s multigender, bigender or genderfluid, and says she’s both transmasc and transfem because of her complicated experiences? Would that make her a TMA transmasculine person? But I thought that transmascs were all TME? That’s how it’s so often framed, anyway.

The reason why these questions are so difficult to answer is because these terms were not made with intersex people in mind. Very real intersex transfems were pushed to the wayside in favor of centering the perisex view of transgenderism. Intersex people are nothing but an inconvenient little afterthought, annoying perisex people with their demand for “inclusion” and “consideration”. (As per usual.)

You cannot simply make a new gender binary and say, “No, really, this time everyone fits into these two categories! Forcing people to confine themselves to these two rigid labels which are shown as opposites, and as never interacting, will definitely include everyone this time!!” No matter what the contents of the new binary is, it’s not going to work, because sex and gender alike are too complicated for that. There will always be people in the gray area.

This isn’t even getting into the fact that these terms, for all intents and purposes, seem to have been popularized by and associated with the Baeddelism movement around 2017, which was essentially “Radical Feminism 2: We’re Trans Women, So It’s Fine!” This movement is known for chronic villainization of trans men and non-binary people who aren’t transfem. (They act like this with cis people too, but noticeably less so than they do with non-transfem trans people. How curious.) Think along the lines of how regular radfems treat all men (and who they deem to be men) as inherently morally disgusting scum who deserve to be attacked.

Methinks that maybe these terms aren’t the neutral, fact-based descriptors of oppression that many people nowadays tout them to be, considering that.

So, yeah. “Transmisogyny exempt” and “transmisogyny affected” as terms: not even once. Listen to intersex people, stop trying to make sex and gender into binaries, and for the love of God, stop drinking the queer seperationist koolaid!

Thanks for reading my ask! A fun fact in case you're not already aware, the company that made LADs also made another otome game called Mr. Love Queen's Choice which also is within the world where Evol exists and even got an anime. They did the Nikki series as well (Infinity, Love, Shining, etc) so this company really has a handle on appealing to women in general. Just wish they weren't so greedy with their gacha.

You're welcome! It was a great read - I really appreciated the additional context you gave about Otome games in general!

And omg, I might have to check those out lol (I say, as an unashamed LADS player xD)

Also, STRONG agree, like the gacha stuff is honestly a bit of a letdown (though tbf, I'm also incredibly unfamiliar with gacha games so I'm *slightly* immune due to not fully understanding the mechanic lol)

i find it interesting how when discussing internet communities and spaces, the common defence is that the communities' members are minors/neurodivergent/autistic/etc so we shouldn't bully them rather than that we shouldn't bully people on principle?

like, the phrase "don't bully people" shouldn't require qualifiers like "because they're [x];" it should stand on its own. because by that logic, if someone committed the crime of Being Unusual Online and wasn't a minor/neurodivergent/etc, would that make it acceptable to bully them?

idk, it's just kinda ick to me how we seem to approach cyberbullying and online harassment as "don't do it if they have an excusable behaviour" vs "don't do it because people shouldn't be bullied"

Xavier!core includes…

the homely scent of freshly done laundry

hot chocolate so scorching it burns the very tip of your tongue

paw prints on fresh snow

vintage piano that is just a bit out of tune

lazy handwriting turning beautiful on accident

rustling of baking sheet paper

the flutter of someone else’s eyelashes on your cheeks

one half of a corny friendship keychain

getting water sprinkled on your face as if you were a rare plant in need of urgent care

gentle wind messing up your bangs

places far away from the city, where you can see the stars clearly

old splatters of tea on the pages of your favourite book

the grounding coldness of polished stone under your palm

handmade bead bracelets

romanticising the mundane

THE SWEETEST PIE!- The Love And DeepSpace Men

pairings in order: xavier x fem! reader, zayne x fem! reader, rafayel x fem! reader, sylus x fem! reader, caleb x fem! reader summary: there’s nothing more sweeter than a creampie tags: creampie, p in v, no plot, overstimulation-ish a/n: hihi lovelies ! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ my school is gonna start soon so im trying to write as much as possible but i swear my adhd makes it impossible..anyways enjoy reading! (∩˃o˂∩)♡ any likes and reblogs are always appreciated! enjoy!

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Xavier:

no matter how much meat xavier devours, he never feels full. but the moment he sees your small hole filled to the brim something stirs in him. he wants you to feel it too, that same warmth blooming in his body.

his eyes stay focused on where you two are connected. he’ll only pull away just to see how much you stretched around his shaft and the mess you made around his base. but it wouldn’t take that long for you to suck him back in, your pretty little pussy leaking and creaming on his cock again.

it all felt so so good. the pleasure left your minds hazy that one round wasn’t enough to satisfy either of you.

strings of mixed slick arousals joined your bodies with each slam of his hips against you. lewd squelches of just how wet you were from his thick cock stretching your little cunt again and again. even with his blurred vision, he knows this isn’t a dream. he can still see the curve of your ass bent over. his hot pink swollen tip being swallowed up easily inside your tight hole with his load leaking out.

his fingers drift from your back to your ass, kneading and spreading it more to find you just a little more deeper. your pussy is perfect for him, he thinks. no—he knows. it’s the perfect home for his cock and he’ll make sure that no else could feel it. there’s no other like this. like you. it’s made for him and only for him.

he pounds faster, moans falling faster from his lips as he ruts his hips deeper inside of you. his veiny length dragging along your soaked walls causing your breath to hitch. he brings a digit down to swipe across  your clit to help bring your orgasm to the surface. “i-” his eyes shut tight when he feels his cock twitch, strings of hot white paint your slick folds.

breathless, he collapses beside you, one arm remaining draped across your body, holding you close. with a sleepy glance, his eyes drift down to where you both are connected. he didn’t want to pull out just yet. the juices from your cunt soaks your thigh, the sheets, and all over him. take all of him

Zayne:

there’s nothing more sweeter than the sight of his lover being stuffed with his cum. it was like a sweet treat after fucking you for several hours. he could spend hours between your legs, mesmerized by how wet and messy you get for him. the sounds spilling from your lips were beautiful, he just couldn’t get enough. how your breasts bounce perfectly in sync as he thrusts in and out that he can’t stop himself from pumping his seed in you.

one, two, maybe even three was never enough to satisfy his craving for you. and of course he gives into your indulgence, drawn by the way you pull him closer, whispering his name and pleading for more.

you moan pathetically as you let him sink his cock into your cunt again, the thickness of it stretching and caressing your gummy walls. it didn’t take long for his cheeks to dust pink and his ears to flush red as the warmth of your cunt melts him completely.

he groans as your walls flutter around him, his veiny dick hitting the sweet spot inside you perfectly. zayne rumbles with a pleased groan with every drag of his cock back in your pussy. moans and whines pour from your lips alongside the sound of skin on skin. he stretches your little cunt over his thick cock again and again, lewd squelches of just how wet you were.

“say my name.” he knows you're close from the way your walls clench on his cock so his hands sneak downward to rub circles on your throbbing clit. it was too much. your walls squeezed around him and you could feel the familiar ache in your lower abdomen. sweat trails down his forehead as he keeps his pace while you say his name like a mantra as you soak the sheets further below you.

“zaynezayne ‘m cummin-” you babble, squeezing around his length as you gush around his thick cock with a whine. your heels sink into his back, fingers leaving a crescent shape. your sensitive walls twitch around his girth as he continues to get closer to his own release. “feel s-so full” you murmur, making his hips stutter.

his breath hitches, releasing his hot thick seed deeper into your cunt. he pulls you closer, hips stuttering as he releases every last bit of his load into you. you feel so insanely full, a mixture of your liquids and his load drip down your thigh as he pulls out.

a quiet sigh leaves him as he gazes down at your exhausted form, his thumb drawing soft, soothing circles on your thigh. The spillage was plentiful, messy even but he didn't mind. he always handles it, never letting you lift a finger.

Rafayel:

if ripping out his heart wasn’t one way to take him out then your cunt might get him closer to god than he thinks.

“gods..” rafayel muffles in your skin, nuzzling his nose into the crevice of your neck to hide the embarrassment of his flushed face. he feels like he’s in heaven. soft moans and whines escape past his lips when you match his thrusts. he savors the feeling of your velvety walls as if he’s been deprived of your warm cunt.

you both cling onto each other. both of you knew you won’t be going anywhere but you both still hold tightly onto each other, fearing that one angle can ruin the connection between you both. you could feel every muscle and vein in your puffy pussy, spent from how much he fucks into you.

your walls are so tight around him and the sounds you make from the stretch. so perfect. 

his cock is so sensitive, the hot pink tip practically throbbing from the hours spent in your tight hole—but he can’t stop. not now. not until the image of white liquid from your soaking hole drips between your legs appears before him. not when he knows you’ll be desperate for more. and you both know he’s never been able to deny you for that long.

your head sinks deeper into the pillow, too lost in the warmth of him, too delirious with pleasure to keep your eyes open. your lips graze his ear, your breathless moans pumping blood through his lower half, making himself burry deeper inside you.

the heavenly sounds you made, the warmth you gave him, the precious image of how you looked with your thighs shaking and stomach full of his cum. he was drowning far too deep in the sensation, his sensitive tip caressing the gummy walls of your cunt.

“mm-! g-gonna cum, ah-!” he whines pathetically, his hips rutting into you as he paints your walls full of his hot sticky load. you could feel it overflow out of you as you both lie there together, breathless and exhausted.

a quiet hum slips from his lips to remind you he’s still here. then he shifts, trailing soft kisses along your neck before resting his head against your chest, nuzzling against it before sighing in content.

Sylus:

“ngh-sylus..”

“sylus please more..”

“sy-!”

you cry out his name like a broken record on repeat as he pistons in and out of you. to him it was music to his ears. he could hear this on repeat and play it again and again and never get tired of it. he hates to pull out but he loves the sight of his cock covered in your glistening slick, leaving a creamy ring around him and the sheets below. oh how you make such a mess out of him.

the feeling of his throbbing tip gliding through your wet folds and through your tight hole kept him going. his crimson eyes wander to how your tits bounce and trail lower to where your bodies are connected. he watches how your tight little cunt manages to take every inch of him so well.

he leans in, soothing you with kisses and soft murmurs, telling you how you’re doing so well and how good you feel with every deep thrust he gives you. with each passing second, sylus pushes down his cock further into your sobbing hole, clutching your hand as tightly as possible, worried that he won’t be able to discover deeper parts in you.

you chant his name like a mantra, the stretch of his cock blooming through your body like it might split you in two. you clutch his hands tightly as you lean back into the pillow, your eyes squeezed shut against the feeling of him burying deeper into your hole.

with the room getting hotter the second, you felt your bodies becoming sweaty, dampening the sheets under you while sylus moves on top. you were molded to his shape, the veins of his length became a home to everything he was. “ngh-sylus ‘m close..” you whine.

“‘m here, sweetie. i’m here.” he murmurs, trailing wet hot kisses down your face as he deeply thrusts into you until you’re certain you can feel him in your throat, until it’s coursing through you, filling you completely.

your legs hook around his waist, thighs trembling as sylus helps you meet your orgasm, sending waves of that familiar pleasure through your body. with your permission, he fills you up nice and full again, emptying his load in you. you can feel his cock throb inside you, his thrusts faltering against your cunt as he spills inside you. 

his head sinks into the crook of your neck, the breathless words spilling from his lips barely registering. your eyes flutter close as you murmur his name mindlessly while your hands grow limp, still entwined with his. strong arms wrap around you while he stays inside of you, unable to bear the idea of being apart from you even if it were for a second.

Caleb:

as if having him wrapped around your finger wasn’t already enough, you’ve got him wrapped around your cunt. obsession doesn’t come close to how you feel wrapped around his cock, juices overflowing onto his balls. his mouth parts, ragged breaths escaping from his lips from how good it feels. his muscles flex with each movement, the sweat making him glisten.

he thinks he can stay strong and enjoy the feeling of your velvety walls for a while. but once he opens his eyes to see how your bodies are connected, how your eyes are clenched shut and how your mouth parts just to breathlessly moan his name, he can’t take it—with your permission he’s filling you up with his load again.

his lips quiver each time his fat cock enters back into you, a breathless moan escapes his lips as he breathes heavily. he wishes he could last longer, to remember every single detail of how your pussy clenches around his length to the way your breasts press close against his chest. but seeing the mess you make out of him, the mess he makes out of you, the mess you make together, makes it at all worthwhile.

a mix of both your pants filled the room as the two of you rocked your hips against one another. caleb increases his pace while you whimper at the sticky feeling of his big balls slapping against your ass that your juices running down his cock.

“so good pip-” he tries to talk but moans replace his words. your walls clamp down harder on his cock that he forgets to talk. he wishes he could stay like this, soaked in the feeling of your arousal, inside your tight hole, surrounded by your slick. his cock nestles deeper into your cunt each second.

he’s completely out of it—panting heavily, his hips starting to stutter. there’s no coherent thought of you in his mind but the urge to discover deeper parts of you and fill you full. the sound of your mixed arousal and the image of your messy hole with his release seeping out of you repeat in his head; it’s the only thing that kept him going.

both of you gasp for air every time he changes the angle of his thrusts, dragging against that sensitive and sweet spot inside of you again and again. he gives a few more messy ruts of his hips before spilling another load into your eager and soaking cunt before he drops on top of you. he stays plugged inside of you for a little more, not wanting to let any of it go to waste. his mind is a blur but instinctively, his arm finds your waist and pulls you closer.

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The Onion pulling zero fucking punches.

tucker carlson implies the existence of a girlbulge carlson

omg STRONGLY recommend this !!! like honestly probably the best series ive read on here

(BUT OH MY GOD THE ANGST 😭😭)

(still 10/10 imo tho lol)

Calm and Serenity

Series Masterlist

Sylus x Non!MC

summary: you didn't know what sylus saw in you. he said you were calm, quiet and serene and that's what he needs. you believed it. he showed it. not until little miss hunter came. she's everything you're not. news that she's in danger can make the ever so calm sylus to run and leave everything behind. it made you think, would he do that for you as well?

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Part 6

I'd rather hangout with the straight boyfriend than the queer cop who insists they're one of the "good ones" while harassing people of color

I'd rather hangout with the straight palestinian grandma than the queer zionist who keeps insisting that the death of palestinians is the one way ticket to queer liberation

I'd rather hangout with the leather dyke who is a mspec gaybian and uses paw/pawself pronouns than the puritan who makes "callout posts" clearly targeting disabled queer artists