Ppl Will Post Butch Positivity With Like 5 Allusions To Transmasculitity (binding, T, Top Surgery, Etc)

yall. yall.

new bill introduced to nulify OSHA. OSHA.

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H.R.86 - 119th Congress (2025-2026): NOSHA Act

Summary of H.R.86 - 119th Congress (2025-2026): NOSHA Act

Even the goddamn magats are upset.

kicking my feet, my pookies <3

now watch me wip

now watch me nae nae

also yalll might recognize this ref from somewhere heh

falling in love ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡.

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the silent eye contact from across the room.

^ & the flirty glances especially when there are people around

always turning their head if your name is mentioned

will always eventually turn the conversation topic to you

immediately looking for your reaction once telling a joke

^ caring how you perceive things

cares for your opinions more than their own

the first smile you share.

^ not a small half-smile, a real smile. differs between a hearty laugh, a beaming smile with their teeth, or the smirk after a kiss.

slowing becoming like each other

the subtle things they notice.. become not so subtle.

^ "i've always loved the freckles on your cheeks, and your eyes, and your lips. no i just like you."

finding things that remind them of you.

"i like this candle." "i know." "how?" "it reminded me of your perfume."

being shy around each other

"why are you so jittery?" "i just saw _____, they're so beautiful."

denial. realization. obsession.

^ their responses to falling in love w/ you, sometimes in that exact order.

denial: "whaaaaattt, i don't like _____..." "yeah, and i don't breath oxygen."

realization: all the butterflies in their stomach, why their gaze always falls on you, the urge to seek your approval.

& good ol' obsession.

me after being creative: I have earned another day on planet earth 👍 me when I wasn't creative all day: I have to perish immediately

i rlly rlly like them

working out so I'll able to bride carry my future femme gf

“Your lips, my lips

Apocalypse”

can u feel it too ❤️‍🩹

𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐀 𝐃𝐎 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐋

𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒏!𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 𝒙 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒇𝒆𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

You had always dreamed of visiting Brazil. After countless hours scrolling through Instagram and TikTok, you finally made it to Rio de Janeiro with your two best friends, the Brazil Pr finally getting to you. The vibrant city welcomed you with open arms, and you were ready to soak in every moment of your 10 days vacation.

Your days were filled with sun-kissed beaches, lounging away on the golden sands of Copacabana, sipping on some colorful cocktails, and letting the crashing waves wash away your burdens. The nights, however, were another story. You explored the impressive nightlife, from chic rooftop bars to the raw local street parties in the favelas.

One night, you found yourself at a particularly lively baile funk. The music forced you to move your hips and the strong drinks to jump in the arms of your besties. As you danced with your friends, you noticed a fine ass man watching you from across the crowd. He had a blond buzzcut, tattoos covering his tanned arms, and the most captivating smile.

He approached you with a confident stride, introducing himself as Connie. His accent was thick and sexy, and he occasionally slipped into his native language when he couldn't find the right English words "Você dança muito bem," he complimented you, his eyes twinkling with amusement at the sight of your ass swaying.

You felt an instant connection. Connie was charming, funny, and had a way of making you feel like the only person in the crowded street. You spent the night dancing, laughing, and downing shots. He taught you a few Portuguese phrases, and you found yourself falling for his accent and the way he said your name with a huge smile, surprisingly sharp canines pocking out a bit.

As the night wore on, Connie took your hand and led you to a quieter spot overlooking the city. The view was breathtaking, with the string lights twinkling below you "You really complete my city’s beauty" he said softly, his eyes never leaving yours.

Your heart raced. As you stood there, hand in hand, you knew this was a moment you would never forget. You knew about the culture here and how kissing was normal even amongst strangers, but when Connie leaned in, resting his hand on your cheek as your lips intertwined into a hungry, passionate kiss, you knew this was deeper than sexual attraction and lust.

It was hard to contain yourself, here, on this empty rooftop barely illuminated by the street lights, you lost yourself in Connie’s touch, soft moans escaping your lips when he twirled his tongue inside you mouth, smirking against your lips at the faint sounds coming from you. Connie travelled down to your neck, licking at it and sucking just hard enough not to leave any marks.

“Te quero” Connie pulled back, licking his pink lips, pretty eyes looking down at you, begging you for more.

To say you hated yourself for stopping everything there and telling him you needed to get back to your friends was an understatement. Still, Connie respected your wishes, a satisfied smile on his face from just being able to hold you as he walked you back to your worried friends. You could still feel his lips press up on your cheek and his fingers on your lower back when he kissed you goodbye, disappearing into the crowd that just kept on growing despite the late hours.

“you didn’t even get is insta or some ?!” Your friends said in unison, staring at you in pure confusion when you shook your head, almost afraid by their reaction “bitch, you got two days left, you better find that man” one of them warned, not even trying to find out if you even wanted to see him again. But she didn’t have to hear you say it because she already knew.