Alien Romulus Is A Great Time. Also, Cognitive Reframing Is A Profoundly Powerful Tool For Coping With

I’m sorry is that taravangian in beach attire???

My babies that I don’t draw much but I still love <3

pottery 101

ask if something contains any transfemine people/characters whatsoever

"it's got trans characters"

it doesn't have any transfeminine people or characters whatsoever

the conveniently ambiguous "trans" that lets ppl avoid acknowledging there's no transfems.

i’m a supporter of gay rights (solangelo) and gay wrongs (fierrochase)

around when I first started dating my boyfriend i bought myself this novelty blanket that looks like a photorealistic tortilla because I am SUCH A SUCKER for novelty shit. when he saw it in person for the first time his eyes lit up, which should have been a warning sign for the indignities to come.

so he’s a first responder and his day shifts start obnoxiously early as far as I, a pampered corporate asshole, am concerned. almost invariably when he’s at my place there will be an alarm at an hour that is downright unconscionable that will make him wake up and roll out of bed to get ready and will simultaneously make me burrow under the pillows grumbling about how surely nobody actually NEEDS their lives saved this early in the morning, after which I will promptly attempt to go back to sleep

he is a clever man and he knows this is when i am most vulnerable to attack.

every single time we do this dance, he quietly dresses, packs up, goes about getting ready to leave, and then when i have juuuust fallen back asleep, he returns with the tortilla blanket. He finds it no matter where I have hidden it.

He then creeps silently up to my side of the bed and uses his superior speed, strength, and reflexes to wrap me up in it incredibly tightly while i am still dazed and sputtering, so that i cannot move my legs or arms and am reduced to humiliating halfhearted magikarp flops that do not deter him from at least attempting to kiss my forehead.

then he goes to my bedroom door, opens it, then pauses, turns around, looks at me, the soft human filling of the facsimile of an enormous burrito he has just constructed, and says in his best romantic lead voice “I’ll see you soon, beans.”

you cannot understand how devastating it is to my ego that i am beans.

Having an MtF Little Means…

*MtF is Male to Female, someone who was not born genetically female but identifies or is transitioning to such*

Taking them shopping and helping them pick out pretty clothes or dresses

Telling them that they are beautiful

Reminding them not to tuck for more than 8 hours, and to take one day off a week from tucking

Being understanding when you have to cancel plans because they are too dysphoric

Telling them what a cute tiny baby they are

Understanding that they may not want to be touched sometimes because of dysphoria 

Reminding them that their toy preferences is not an indication of gender (Trucks and toy tools are for girls too!)

Helping them with E shots if they’re afraid of needles

Understanding that tantrums may be caused by dysphoria and not punishing them for it

Helping them find cute feminine baby clothes that they like

Reminding them that they will get the surgeries that they want someday (and that they are still valid even if they don’t want surgery)

Helping care for them during surgery recovery

Asking if they are okay with you correcting others when they get misgendered

Reminding them that it is perfectly okay if they do not want to tuck

Understanding that they may not be out to friends or family, and asking them how they would like you to refer to them when around others

Learning what phrases or actions can trigger dysphoria and avoiding them

Unless they say otherwise, don’t talk about how they “used to look”

Helping them through dysphoric episodes

Reminding them that toys, clothes, cartoons, and other baby things don’t have genders

Using pet names such as “Baby Girl” “Little Girl” “Princess” etc.

Reminding them that when they take a break from tucking they are not less of a woman

Not over-correcting yourself if you slip up. It happens, sometimes a “Prince” or a “he” will slip out. They get it. The best thing you can do is just say sorry and then say the correct name/pronoun. Please do not go on and on and on about how you’re sorry and explaining why you slipped up and how they need to give you more time. This goes for any trans person, regressor or not. It’s making a mountain out of a molehill and it can make them feel worse than the actual slip up.

Idk this still seems like something that could become ukraines Chernobyl

here's to all of the neurodivergent transfems who never got the chance to be seen as the Weird Little Girls™ we were when we were kids