I want my fat men in mini-skirts

Thundercracker is 100% an early 2010s tumblr boy

please, please, please remember that this "hating transmascs" and "kill all TMEs" bullshit is just a few edgy weirdos on the internet who enjoy saying inflammatory things for shock value.

transfems are not your enemy, and YES, you do actually need to unlearn transmisogyny. Not because you're transmasc, but because we live in a transmisogynistic society.

transfems are not a hivemind, there's no broader transfem consensus that transmascs are Evil Privileged Abusers, but the small group of people who think that way WANT you to believe that they are representative of trans women everywhere. they're super not. they really are just a handful of angsty people online looking for someone to pick on.

all trans people have more commonalities than differences. there aren't two distinct species of trans people from two different planets, there are just trans people with a wide diversity of experiences and walks of life. we are all affected by the same systems of oppression.

The way afab people are treated is genuinely a sign that being transgender is not a choice they make in hopes to escape the oppression they face (real things I've heard and have been told.. Just in less kind ways) because apparently everyone takes the chance to immediately add them into the "i will continue to pray for violence to be enacted onto these people to a horrifying degree. Now it's just seen as okay because they're "men" or "masc" now. Everyone will now agree with my insanity because they are not only afab- but now present as either men or masc, so it's like a full course meal" type shit. "Now I will become even more sexist and transphobic to dehumanize you even further because if you were subhuman before- you won't believe what I daydream about doing to you now."

Please get everything with extra sauce and mayo on whatever it applies for.

Please “Forget” the tissues and napkins when you come over with the first of six trays of this meal.

Please just sit across from me without making a peep, just rubbing my thigh and under belly with your foot while I grind against the chair and eat faster.

Please wipe the edge of my lips and call me messy when the rest of my face is covered in sauce and grease.

Please keep rubbing my belly while the elastic waistband slips down and my belly pushes forward.

Please rub small circles around my belly button cause you know it’s become so sensitive I can cum from it.

Please keep fetching the other trays just before the last one runs out.

Please force me to waddle out leaning on your shoulder cause I’m not fat enough for the scooters.

Please rub my belly while I burp and moan the whole way there.