#queer Tumblr posts

  • uniiv3rsee
    23.05.2022 - 5 minutes ago

    Ok, so the way i like ppl is always in a gay way. I feel like I like women in a wlw way, and men in a mlm way...

    Also kinda wish I had detachable b00bs. It would make life so much easier. Like I could detach them before going running, and put them back on when I feel fem.

    Anyway, I think I'll get top surgery.

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  • sprklgender
    23.05.2022 - 6 minutes ago

    Realizing you're queer and then so many things make sense in your life and you finally know where you belong but then you realize you might have to come out and the relief is over

    #trans#queer #i am too anxious to come out to everyone
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  • hinaypod
    23.05.2022 - 6 minutes ago


    If you want FREE STUFF with our awesome designs on them, check out our latest video over on Youtube! We’ll also be posting the vid in the reblog. 

    Come check it out! 

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  • lgbtprideparadejewelry
    23.05.2022 - 9 minutes ago

    Etsy listing available in my shop

    Check out this item in my Etsy shop https://www.etsy.com/listing/1224185124/genderfluid-chokergenderfluid

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  • lgbtprideparadejewelry
    23.05.2022 - 9 minutes ago

    Etsy listing available in my shop

    Check out this item in my Etsy shop https://www.etsy.com/listing/1238122517/neutrois-braceletneutrois-necklacelgbt

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  • garden-of-apollo
    23.05.2022 - 10 minutes ago

    my dildo doesn’t feel anywhere near as good as him railing me and telling me i’m a good boy <3

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  • cosima-nova
    23.05.2022 - 10 minutes ago

    I just want to wipe them away.

    Gently, softly, kindly shift them away from me.

    Or, even better, give them to someone, a trans woman perhaps? who would appreciate them/love them. I’ve been told they’re great.

    I want to say “thank you for feeding my babies. You’re not needed anymore. Good bye.”

    I wish it didn’t need surgery.

    I wish it didn’t need healing time when I’m ready now.

    To heal. Without them.

    #genderfluid#gender #evolution never stops #queer #bodies are so weird
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  • middle-name-queer
    23.05.2022 - 10 minutes ago

    Oh ho ho

    #i kinda forgot the anxiety i get about how i don't what labels would apply to me and a partner #i forgot because one i don't really care personally #and two i don't date so moot point all around #but i was reminded today that that question would be brought up if i ever do date #and that would suck #'does that mean we're-' i don't know! 'are you-' i don't know! 'am i-' i don't know! #easy answer is i'll just never date anyone bada bing bada boom babey easy peasy #i've never dated before so why would i start now and break my streak :') no no no #i'm just queer and better off alone probably so! #i've been so fucking whiny lately
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  • waywardfaerie555
    23.05.2022 - 17 minutes ago


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    Hey all! I’ve decided to start taking tarot commissions to help me out financially. If you can’t book a reading that’s fine, following, reblogging and likes help a ton !


    A bit of background, I’m a 22 year old, black and indian tarot practitioner, I've been studying tarot for around 4 years and actively practicing for around 2 years. I did some free readings on tumblr before and the responses were overwhelmingly positive. I love doing readings for other people to help provide the guidance or messages that they may need. I’m also doing this as affordable as I possibly can since I want to make sure that anyone can get a reading. It will be set up in a queue order (who comes first will get served first).

    just to preface, anyone requesting a reading can provide only one (1) question for the kind of reading they want or just ask for a general reading.


    (all readings come with a written description)

    1 card pull: $1.11

    3 card spread: $3.33

    5 card spread: $5.55

    7 card spread: $7.77

    in-depth love readings: $8.88

    (will consist of the person's traits, your dynamic, advice for the both of you moving forward)

    higher self messages: $15.15

    intuitive readings: $22.22

    (for this reading i won’t place a number limit on the cards (still one question based per reading ), i can use multiple decks (as well as my pendulum for yes, no and maybe questions) and i’ll just allow the deck to provide the cards necessary for the reading)

    build your own reading: $33.33

    unlike my other offers, you can request multiple questions (3 max) and also request any additional things you see fit for the reading.


    These are add ons to card readings that you can choose

    $2.22 (each)

    -pendulum questions

    -advice from spirit animals


    ~ health

    ~ legal issues

    ~ pregnancy

    ~ family related issues (divorce etc)

    ~ third party people (i don't do spying)

    ~ past life

    ~ NSFW


    for now i only offer payment through p*yp*l. P*yment must be completed before receiving a reading. As always tips are appreciated but not necessary.


    i reply to dms as soon as i can and typically the full reading can be provided within 24 to 72 hours of the request. unfortunately i work freelance so the turnover time may vary, but i would share this via dms if there will be a delay. My biggest goal is to get it to you as soon as possible.

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  • pissjesus
    23.05.2022 - 19 minutes ago

    Characters I look at and think “oh god that’s me”

    #kin list. sure #what a neurotic group of characters #what this says about me is ‘queer coded like a Victorian dandy’ #and ‘incessant chatterbox’
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  • imlisiamito51
    23.05.2022 - 20 minutes ago

    Me dressing lowkey butch lesbian at school: *stares intensely and hoping someone could tell that IM GAY IM QUEER IM HERE HELLOOOOOO*

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  • piknim
    23.05.2022 - 23 minutes ago

    I still really love that luz and amity get to be two girls in love and nothing is said and they dont try to hide it. They explicitly say "your girlfriend", "my girlfriend," "we'll find you a new girlfriend," ect

    #one more ep??? ;w; #the owl house #toh#queer cartoons
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  • horrible-observer
    23.05.2022 - 26 minutes ago

    I'm new to tumblr so please tell me if I do anything wrong! Or can do anything to make my posts more accessible. I'm just going to be posting podcast stuff mainly because the fan base here seems pretty large

    #its cool to see so many other neurodivergent people #and a giant queer community too #i just have anxiety so let me know if i do anything wrong #i dont mean to be insulting or offensive if that does happen just please call me out #also what on earth am i supposed to put in my header #please help
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  • incandescent-teddybear
    23.05.2022 - 28 minutes ago

    Not me crying over this owl show jfc

    #I love healthy queer relationships so much #toh#owl house
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  • bearsfakedthemoonlanding
    23.05.2022 - 28 minutes ago

    this is how i figured it out

    i was young, and i felt odd about some things. my clothes. my voice. my hair. the conversations i had with other girls my age and the women in my life. i didn't know what this meant.

    i saw people who fascinated me. people who may have been men or may have been women, but they were going about gender and masculinity in a way that ached in my chest, and i was drawn to them.

    i started to search. "girls that look like boys." "cross-dressing." "women who dressed as men to join the military." and i found stories that continued to draw me in and continued to ache. i still didn't know what this meant.

    i looked for people who looked like me, and i felt pretty lost when my search came up short. i'd been alone in my high school, and my hometown, and i still felt alone at my university.

    i found people doing something that felt similar to my own thing. learned language. searched deeper with the new words i learned. "butch." "genderqueer." "FTM." some of it resonated, some of it didn't. i still didn't know what was up.

    i tried things out. i slowly traded all of my girls' clothes for boys' clothes, went as far as swapping the underwear, the socks. i still bought women's shoes, thought there was something inherently different.

    i had a dozen different horrible haircuts. i didn't know what to do with men's hair. i tried shaving it myself, found the most fun in that.

    i bound my chest, and that ache turned to bubbling joy at the sight. a piece of the mystery was solved, but i wasn't sure what to think about it.

    people assumed i was male, and that bubbled too. i was fooling them, and that was adventurous like the characters in those books i searched for when i was a kid. it was a game, and i was winning.

    but when people guessed wrong-- or, right?-- and assumed i was female, the ache was back. where did that come from? that wasn't there before??

    a friend made a comment about a group of us, but the way it sounded, he could have just been talking about me. i don't remember the comment, something mundane like "they're over there." but the THEY hit differently. i knew people were doing this thing with the pronouns, but it never made sense to me before. and then i heard it, and another piece of the mystery fell. i changed my pronouns, and the bubbling kept up, but the ache was growing.

    some of the original ache had never gone away. my clothes didn't quite fit right, and when they did fit my body well, i didn't like the look of it. my voice-- who even was that? why did i sound like that??

    i'd made changes, made huge leaps and bounds in the right direction, but just medicine and mental health and everything else-- when you heal the big things, you can start to feel the little things. you don't know you're nauseous when your leg is broken, but once the pain is dealt with you can feel your stomach rolling.

    i looked for more stories, and found a lot of duds along the way. women who dove deep into masculinity but still felt deeply married to their womanhood. i wanted to throw my womanhood out the window and pretend it had never been given to me. i found stories about men who transitioned entirely, whose journeys resulted in masculinity shaped differently than mine, who called themselves straight because of the way they loved women and who would never be found out, ever, unless they went telling people. i squinted at the idea of heterosexuality the way one might squint at a wasp buzzing in the distant corner of a decent-sized room. don't get too close to me, and we'll be fine. i found women who loved being masculine and also loved dolling it up on occasion, found people who switched freely between very masculine and very feminine. i kept looking, knowing i couldn't be entirely alone.

    but while i was looking, i aligned with the narratives that fit the closest. born as one thing, trying to turn into something else, might as well lean full masculine. being in the middle wasn't something anyone would take seriously, or so i thought.

    so many of my online role models had "switched sides," the way i saw it. youtubers, illustrators, comics. their version of womanhood-- which was womanhood that totally rejected itself and morphed like a raccoon trying to claw its way out of a cardboard box-- had fit me so well, and they'd tossed it aside. i wasn't like that, was i?

    worth a try.

    what did people like me do?

    they started testosterone.

    fine, let's see.

    i started T, i changed my name, i started binding my chest 90% of the time. this was the closest i'd ever felt to myself, and i bought full in.

    but i was still searching, still reading, still hoping for a story that matched. i found ivan coyote and the mystery started to unravel.

    it was three steps forwards, one step back. the more my body changed and my mind matured, the less scary this entire thing seemed to be. i could exist how i was, whatever that was, and i would be okay whether people respected it or not.

    maybe it was the voice change that really built the confidence, or the way my eyebrows darkened, my profile carved out a bit firmer, my shoulders broadened, my body grew more hair in the places it was supposed to.

    maybe it was that the more i started to recognize myself in the mirror, the less it mattered if other people recognized it too. maybe it was that fewer people were guessing wrong.

    i had the room to be in the middle, now that i'd crossed sides.

    so, how did i figure it out?

    i read, and read, and read. i tried things over and over. i failed, a lot. i felt wildly uncomfortable. i forced myself into dresses and liked how the skirt twirled around me but hated being captured in photos. i thought i was ugly for years and years and years, because there was always something off. i found the guts to say, "you might as well try it, if you hate it we can figure that out later." and then i didn't hate it, and i kept changing, and i'm so impossibly grateful.

    grateful for that eleven year old kid who shoved her hair into a baseball hat and smeared dirt on her face and pretended to be her own twin brother. grateful for the fifteen year old who didn't know how to ask for the haircut they wanted, didn't know they were allowed to. grateful for the seventeen year old who bought cargo shorts at goodwill and started wearing heavy boots and kissing girls and driving a truck. grateful for the eighteen year old who wore bowties, the nineteen year old who bought a binder, the twenty-one year old who threw away their last pair of panties, the twenty-three year old who threw caution to the wind and made some giant changes. grateful for the twenty-four year old who stubbornly and painfully clung to a relationship with his parents, and the twenty-five year old who wears words like daughter and grandson and brother and pretty boy and boyfriend and dyke, all at the same time and without contradicting anything.

    i'm grateful for every version of myself that kept us alive, and for all the times i chose connection over my own well-being, because it turned out well in the end, and i'm not sure the others ever would have bended if i had refused to.

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  • kissycore
    23.05.2022 - 31 minutes ago

    Leanne Franson, 2004.

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  • downforcuddles
    23.05.2022 - 34 minutes ago

    this is a command. Fuck me.

    #me @ my boy when we drink #him? #hot #gets even cockier than usual when he drinks #queer nsft#nblm nsft#ftm mlm#mlm nsft#t4t nsft#ftm nsft#mlm ns/fw#trans nsft#ftm ns/fw#t4t mlm
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  • oxbloodkiss
    23.05.2022 - 36 minutes ago
    "Love At First Blue Hour" is a queer multimedia based drama with midwestern gothic and psychological horror elements by Deity (@oxbloodkiss). [ To see the intro from Oscar's prospective click here! ]

    Altair Gray may have survived being kidnapped by his cult obsessed mother as a child, but living within the commune forever changed him. After being rescued and reunited with his father, a life of luxury enabled him to go far in life despite being considered odd by his peers. With a carefully curated mask for every occasion, Altair seems to have it all, but the blood sacrifices he witnessed as a child both haunt and arouse him.

    He hasn't killed since he was a boy, but after seeing an online exhibition of a multimedia artist's work the urges he so carefully boxed up come crawling back. Altair kills again, but this time it's meant to be a gift and introduction rolled in one. Leaving a human heart pierced through the hook in a bathroom stall and adorning it with flowers, the middle aged man feels a spark of the boy he used to be come back to life. He sits on this murder for five years, fascinated by the changes in Mister Elwood's art, but that still isn't enough.

    Diving deep into his own depravity, he moves to the artist's hometown. Love or obsession? It doesn't matter. Altair is determined to make Oscar his.

    #writeblr #writers of tumblr #amwriting#queer writer #writers and poets #lgbt writers#original character#moodboard#queer character#psychological horror#gothic lit#midwestern gothic #character: altair gray #love at first blue hour: lore #love at first blue hour
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