#trans creatives

[antony-art]

I don't often talk about being trans on here, or really anywhere on my art socials (I've been meaning to make some autobiographical comics about transitioning but never found the time), but it's been 2 years since I started testosterone and I've made it into a little tradition to draw a small International Men's Day card to commemorate my T-anniversary.

#trans artist #queer artist #trans creatives #queer creatives #drawing #illustration #artists on tumblr #art tumblr #transgender #transmasc #trans art #transmasc art #trans awareness week #international men's day #testosterone anniversary #t anniversary #digital art #digital artist #lgbtq artist

[dreamstates-music]

It's gonna take more than a bill or a law to kill our pride,

You can't write us off, you can't count us out, can't make us run and hide.

We're pushing right back, not gonna let anyone hold us down,

You will not erase us now!

#trans musician #transgender #lgbtq music #transgender music #protest song #queer music #trans creatives #new music #musicians on tumblr #music #spotify #lgbtqia #pop band #Spotify

[8pxl]

PSA: Tumblr/Wordpress is preparing to start selling our user data to Midjourney and OpenAI.

you have to MANUALLY opt out of it as well.

to opt out on desktop, click your blog ➡️ blog settings ➡️ scroll til you see visibility options and it’ll be the last option to toggle.

to opt out on mobile, click your blog ➡️ scroll then click visibility ➡️ toggle opt out option.

if you’ve already opted out of showing up in google searches, it’s preselected for you. if you don’t have the option available, update your app or close your browser/refresh a few times. important to note you also have to opt out for each blog you own separately, so if you’d like to prevent AI scraping your blog i’d really recommend taking the time to opt out. (source)

#ai #tumblr ai #midjourney #openai #protect your creative efforts and don’t let them profit off your work!! #fuck tumblr they specifically said months ago they’d NEVER sell user data yet here we are #AND after the ceo has been harassing trans users like wtf is this fucking site becoming #tumblr news #tumblr #tumblr update #anti ai #support human artists

[thequeereview]

Sort Of star & co-creator Bilal Baig to receive Trans Barrier Breaker Award at 2nd annual Trans Filmmakers Summit x TIFF

The Trans Film Mentorship (TFM) will host the second annual Trans Filmmakers Summit x TIFF, at the 48th Toronto International Film Festival on Sunday, September 10th at Malaparte at the TIFF Bell Lightbox. Open to all trans and non-binary creators, filmmakers, actors, industry partners and allies, Trans Filmmakers Summit x TIFF will be an afternoon to foster industry exchanges and dialogue and to…

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#lgbtq tiff 2023 #lgbtq toronto film festival #lgbtq toronto film festival 2023 #non-binary creatives #non-binary filmmaker #nonbinary creatives #nonbinary tiff 2023 #tiff 2023 #trans creatives #trans filmmaker #trans tiff 2023 #transgender creatives #transgender filmmaker

[authorbuzzuk]

New initiative launches to give trans people a voice in the UK publishing industry [Pink News]

Pink News is reporting a new initiative in UK publishing to give trans people a voice. Trans author Harry Nicholas has launched a networking space to “bring together experiences and voices” of trans creatives and allies in book publishing. New initiative launches to give trans people a voice in the UK publishing industry, Pink News The Trans Publishing Network aims to address the lack of trans…

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#inclusion #initiative #Pink News #trans creatives

[charliejaneanders]

Writing any kind of story is a scary proposition, especially if it deals with personal stuff. And writing about trans people during a bogus moral panic is especially daunting -- it's easy to either pull your punches, or feel as though the burden of good trans representation weighs on your shoulders. The good news is that we are living during a time of extreme riches when it comes to trans stories, and a ton of wonderful authors are writing trans tales that defy categorization and bust through boundaries. So please write the story that speaks to you, the story that only you can tell about your own obsessions and dreams. It can be scary or funny or comforting or escapist, or all of the above — don't worry that what you write will be singled out as the One True Trans Story, or seen as a representation of all trans people. Just write your story.

Writing Trans Stories For Fun (and Liberation) --- My latest newsletter!

#writing #trans #transgender #nonbinary #non binary #writing advice #writers of tumblr #writers life #creative writing #books #newsletters #quotes #lgbtqia #trans rights readathon #trans day of visibility

[mitoad]

everyone always talks about ‘medic reader’ this and ‘teammate reader’ that but what abt weapons engineer/mechanic reader ?

just a silly little fella who helps out the 141 with their weapons when they go out of whack, who works very closely with the team to coordinate certain weapons for specific missions .

they’d probably have a really close bond with soap , both having fun with testing demolitions together . who’s able to add in ideas and carry conversations with you when you ramble on about weapons . johnny pulls you close to him when they get startled from the loud noise of an explosion , laughing a little at how they excuse their sudden vulnerability with ‘not expecting it to be that loud’.

price who seeks them out when he’s having issues with his cm901, having to endure your age-long lectures about not accidentally slamming the barrel to hard. he subconsciously makes sure the brush his hand over yours when he finally retrieves his now-fixed weapon.

yeah nyways weapon mech! reader has my heart

#ill add gaz nd ghost later i just got an insane creative block so i stopped there #but yayaya weapons mech reader reminds me of my friend who’s a weapons engineer for the caf !! so proud of her fr #🍵 mito's writings °｡ ⋆⸜ #cod modern warfare #cod mw2 #cod mw3 #cod x reader #cod x you #cod x y/n #john price #captian price #john price x reader #price x reader #price x you #price cod #john soap mactavish #john mactavish #soap x reader #johnny mctavish x reader #soap cod #cod fanfic #call of duty #cod drabble #gn reader #fem reader #male reader #trans fem reader #trans masc reader

[jonahmagnus]

In world where there are two types of tower-dwellers, a Princess is locked in a tower.

There are two types of tower-people: A Princess, put there to remain pure until marriage or until rescued, and a Wizard, put there by choice to study and learn in isolation. Princesses are defined by their beautiful long hair, and Wizards are defined by their beards and impressive 'stache.

There is a Princess, and she lives in a tower. She was put there recently by her mother and father, to keep her pure and untouched until they can secure the marriage to another kingdom and a prince shes doesn't love. She has long, almost brown sandy-blonde hair, pale green eyes and a slim, tender build. She is not the fairest in the land, but she is tall and pretty. If compared to a rose, she would be the humble yet graceful willow tree, slender and long. She has wanted to be a wizard since a young age, but there is no way for a princess to become a wizard. Princesses are delicate girls to be protected and sold off until their either dead or Queens or have found True Love, unsuited to the life of experimentation and study of a wizard. That is what her mother tells her, in a quiet scolding that is far more forceful and cruel then it has any right to be. And the princess, terrified, believes her.

She used to run the castle halls, stick in hand, robe fashioned out of a delicate silk bedsheet, shouting fake spells at birds while her servants chased her. But as she grew older, her restraints became tighter, and more and more often, she was confined in her room to embroider in solitude with barely the comfort of a window or a maid. The life she is forced into makes her hang her head low, makes her hands be paper-soft, and demands her hair be long and beautiful and perfect like all other princesses. The world she longed to be a part of was a world of study and experimentation, and as the kingdoms princess and tool, she could not even dare to hint at her desires into adulthood. She could become a witch, she knew, flee the castle barefoot and sink into the loving embrace of the swamp. But witches don’t live in towers, and they make potions instead of spells, and they don’t grow the flowing whimsical beards that wizards do.

But that does not mean she has to be bored in her tower. Fascinated by magic as she always has been, she arranges with a long string of bribes for books on spells and forbidden potions to be smuggled along with her meals. She studies them while the clock ticks down for either a prince to arrive or her marriage to be finalized. Either one will doom her, and she wants to enjoy herself as much as possible until her marriage. She pours over the books long into the night by candlelight, and all day, she rests her pale, tired eyes. She experiments, and she reads, and she studies non-stop, barely stopping for meals and littering her books with an assortment of food stains. She cuts off her hair to use in bubbling gold potions, her skin becomes scarred with a rainbow of the consequences of failed experiments, and her dresses turn into makeshift cheesecloths and fire-fuel. She washes late into the night after she is done with her work for the day in the darkness, not glancing into the mirror that has become cracked and dusty. When her eyesight starts to fail from strain and working in darkness, she fashions for herself bottle-round glasses, blown by herself in the depths of her tower. Engrossed as she is in her studies, she does not notice the tower warp, and the meals stop rotting, and how she started out in one circular room but now has a loft and a second floor and the fact that the tower seems much much taller then it was originally.

What she DOES notice though, is when brushing crumbs from her face she feels facial hair on her upper lip.

She rushes to the bathroom and thrusts a candle into the holder as she looks at herself. In the dusty mirror, she sees the beginnings of a bushy mustache sit on her upper lip, much further along in growth then be logically possible without her noticing. It’s a pale blonde, like her hair, and she notices faintly that there are streaks of grey in it, a very familiar shade of classic wizard grey. She brings a trembling hand to her upper lip.

Much, much later, a prince rides up to the tower. It is tall, and warped, and very clearly belonging to a wizard, despite the royal family claiming their daughter lives here.

He shouts up, a bit nervous because of the thorny vines wrapping the beautiful stonework.

“Hey! Does a Princess live here?”

A young man with large bottle glasses and a rather impressive mustache leans out of the tower, his short, sandy-blonde hair spilling lightly in the wind. He starts to say something, then glances back into his house. A smile breaks out on his face as he seems to realize something.

“No!” He shouts back, after a moments hesitation. “But a wizard does!”

#Stories #original writing #Creative writing #Wizards #Wizard #Princess #Spells #Transgender #<- In case. U couldnt tell? #Trans #my unfortunate writing #Hihihi #Im gonna be drawing the characters later LMAO <3 Here u go babes #worldbuilding #<- Sorta ig? Anways reblog this post #For thise who cant tell: Princess gets locked in a tower -> starts studying wizardry -> wizard by will #APAB (assigned princess at birth) #wizard tower #Original fiction #creative fiction #The Wizard #PLEASE RB THIS VERSION #.

[effervescentcvnt]

imagine teasing your tentacled spellcaster monster partner all the time when you go on a date: you’re wearing skimpy clothes that show more skin than they cover, not to mention that you aren’t wearing any underwear. you’re constantly touching them just a little bit too close to their sensitive spots “on accident” and whispering naughty things in their ear in public. you want to make them go wild with lust until they snap and have their way with you.

“keep this up and you’ll be in a world of trouble when we get home,” they warn you, their voice low and raspy. 

you look into their eyes, feigning innocence. “what’s ‘this’? i’m not doing anything,” you reply, grinning inwardly because you know that they’re already getting riled up because of you. 

as the two of you are sitting at the restaurant, you let your foot brush up against theirs under the table and then drag it upwards towards their crotch. that almost makes them drop the glass of wine that they were holding and they shoot a heated glare at you as you smile back softly. because of their keen senses, they can smell your arousal as your slick drips onto your clothes. you continue tormenting them all throughout the night, pressing the sole of your shoe against their crotch and rubbing slowly, licking the dessert off of your spoon in a way that is certainly too lewd for a public setting and bending forward in your seat so that they can catch a glimpse of your chest as you’re talking.

when you finally go back home, your beloved monster is fuming, sexually frustrated and ready to ravish you. they’re so much bigger and stronger than you so it’s easy for them to pick you up and throw you on the bed. they’re on you in an instant, their tentacles firmly pinning you down against the mattress. 

“is this what you wanted? to tease me until i have to punish you?” they growl.

you shake your head in disagreement, all while knowing that both of you have agreed on a certain word that’ll stop everything if you truly don’t wish to continue. “it was just supposed to be a bit of fun! don’t punish me, i’m sorry!” you yelp.

“oh, you will be,” they snarl.

before you even know what’s happening, they cast a spell on you, a glowing brand in the shape of a heart appearing just above your pubic hair. the symbol warms your skin, the familiar heat of arousal settling between your legs.

“what the fuck did you do to me?!” you shriek.

“you’ll see,” they simply say, malice apparent in their voice. they bend down, smiling at you with their sharp teeth flashing in the dim light of your bedroom. they lick at your lips with their long, forked tongue, urging you to part them. the moment that you do, they plunge their tongue in, giving you a sloppy, wet kiss that makes you moan into their mouth.

your partner is blessed with both a pussy and a cock, and they intend to use you thoroughly to sate their every need. they press your head against the pillows and mount your face, and immediately you begin working them over, kissing and sucking their clit and occasionally teasing the opening of their pussy with your tongue as their heavy cock rests on your forehead, already leaking precum. their tentacles hold you down, immobilising you, rubbing every sensitive part of your body at once. they grind their hips and let out breathy, appreciative moans when you pleasure them with your mouth and soon enough, they whine in ecstasy and they squirt all over your face, drenching you in their juices.

they manhandle you into a mating press, first slipping their lubed fingers inside you, stretching your hole and preparing you for their cock. you’re already hoping for an orgasm as they split you open on their cock. after they’ve worked their cock into you fully, they ravage you fast and hard, panting in pleasure. all you can do is lay there wrapped up in tentacles, eagerly sucking on your  fingers when they explore your mouth. you can feel your orgasm approaching fast, and just when you are about to fall over the edge, you… can’t. the pleasure keeps cresting, yes, but you cannot finish. you whimper in confusion and wiggle your hips although you cannot move much. your partner notices your distress and chuckles at your predicament.

“the spell i have cast makes it impossible for you to cum,” they explain. “you’ll only be allowed release if or when i decide that you’ve been punished enough.”

you howl when you slowly comprehend their words. “please no, please let me cum! agh- i’m sorry for teasing you! i’m sorry, fuck, please stop, release me!!” you beg but your pleas fall on deaf ears.

your monster’s cock still pounding at the sweetest of your spots and you’re sure that if they were to pull out, your hole would gape. their tentacles stroke you in a loving way that creates a sharp contrast to the rough fucking yet the pleasure they bring is unbearable.

it’s absolute hell, to be kept there with no release in sight while your darling beast uses you for all you’re worth. you can feel your hole throbbing, and you’re leaking everywhere, making such a mess of yourself. the torture is seemingly endless, and your partner ends up pumping load after load into your fluttering, denied hole. they kiss you again, all tongue and teeth, their unnaturally long tongue thrusting in and out of your mouth. it feels as if your lower body is on fire, and the unending stimulation has you constantly feeling like you’re ready to explode yet you can’t. your tummy bulges with both their thick cock and the amount of cum that your beast has spilled inside.

they’re not completely heartless, though, and eventually they release you from their spell. 

they spoil you with countless orgasms until you’re drooling and your eyes lose focus, mercilessly ripping your pleasure from you.

when you’re done, they clean you up gently and offer you a snack and water, making sure you're okay. they wrap their arms and tentacles around you, holding you close to them as the both of you drift off to peaceful sleep.

#queer nsft #trans nsft #nonbinary nsft #monster fucker #monster smut #teratophillia #terat0philliac #cnc k!nk #ns/fw #cnc free use #monster lover #monster lust #tentacles #t4t cnc #t4t nsft #t4t yearning #monsterfucker #ive been writing a lot about tentacles lately hmm #im on holiday and the (creative) juices are flowing #save me tentacled spellcaster monster partner save me

[emberwhite]

The Boy Who Wanted to Be a Deer is a fantastic and unusual story for all ages about growing up with deep and dark fears. Its art is beautiful, and its message is deep. One day, Tommy asks himself what he wants to be when he grows up. His parents think he should be an accountant. His friends want to be doctors and engineers. Tommy, however, doesn't want to be an accountant, doctor, or engineer. What he truly wants will never be accepted by his family or friends. “An enjoyable book and cautionary tale about pursuing what makes you happy [versus] what is safe” - Anonymous For kids, the message is clear. Don't be afraid to go after what you really want, no matter what. For adults, it's a look into the ways we have been disconnected from what makes us truly happy and all the regrets that come with it. But for everyone regardless of age, it's a confirmation of the idea that it's never too late.

Now on Amazon, or see the whole thing on YouTube for FREE.

(Literally, watching it for free then dropping a simple rating on Amazon is the best way to support the book ^^.)

#reading #books #art #creativity #deer #furry #lgbtqia #trans #transgender #childrens books #artists on tumblr #illustration

[mylezwuzwriting]

Being a writer means googling the definition of words that you already know the definition of to make sure you have it right

#creative writing #writeblr #writer #writing #writing ideas #trans #queer creator #relatable

[jun0jupiter]

ANGRY TIEFLING BUTCHDYKEFAG !!!!!!

i love dnd and i love this funky lil dyke what should i name them?

#my art #illustration #creative inspo #queer art #character illustration #queer artist #trans is divine #artists on tumblr #dyke #dykeposting #butch #butch4femme #femme4butch #butch bait #butch4butch #digital art #lesbian #sapphic #gnc lesbian

[ajchip]

‘At Home’ explores the artist’s T4T relationship in moments of admiration. A story of queer joy, their existence together validates and affirms one another. Transcending typical levels of respect, solidarity, and understanding.

Through these moments, they exude gender euphoria, away from cis-heteronormative society.

Together they rest from the world others have created. They’re at home.

this is a new & ongoing project that i’m really relishing in. instagram.com/ajslens

#transartist #transmasc #nonbinary #t4t #transphotographer #queer artist #trans artist #trans photographer #queer photographer #small business #queer small business #queer curator #trans curator #trans business #queer business #queer creatives #queer joy #trans joy #relationship #trans love

[kotopeachii]

(read from left to right)

he's a lot like his mother

#uuuuuuuugh this has been hell to make and its not even that good #whatever. you get the vision right #i just needed to make something big about transmasc futaba and this is the result. at least it was a good creative exercise #persona 5 #p5 #persona 5 royal #p5r #futaba sakura #p5 futaba #sojiro sakura #futaBOY sakura #<- trans tag........ #wakaba isshiki #koto.png

[oh-shit-i-spilled-my-genderfluid]

New concept for a packer:

a packer made out of glowstick material, so that if you get punched/kicked in the dick you’ll hear a crack and your crotch starts glowing. I will call my creation the Glowdick

#trans #trans humor #packer #trans packer #glowsticks #as you can see I am not only incredibly funny but also incredibly creative #glowdick

[latenightsundayblues]

Concept: trans Billy using ace bandages for a binder and Stu helping him do shots.

TW: Binded chest of a trans man, injection

In an ironic twist of fate, Billy inherited his father's aversion to needles.

#got hit with a late night creativity beam #im crying. at my own doodles. leave me alone #scream 1996 #stuilly #billy loomis #stu macher #scream #scream fanart #billy x stu #trans billy loomis #tw injections #latenightsundayblues ask tag #latenightsundayblues art tag #billy loomis x stu matcher