#go femboy go...

[speedsterly]

Kon chill, you're going to scare the femboy

[cherilovezyouall]

im totally not insane

[puppycheesecake]

In the distance, an ominous clicking sound... 👠

[punishedgwyndolin]

ive said dumb stuff about femboys before but it really is deeply facepalmworthy watching ppl pretend like they’re wholly disconnected and completely different from trans women with no overlap, it is just funny to me given my first exposure to femboys (and trans women as a possibility and not a cruel joke) as a concept was 4chan femboy inspo/goal posts, with the advice they’d give being split based on if you have hrt or not. I swear most tme ppl who like femboys like them because they’re trans women who know their place as still being a boy

[astravires]

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i read dragonlance during my formative years, and i have carried a magical lad with me ever since.

here's leon. he quit fighting to go live in a magical library on a mountain where he could be a) grumpy, and b) read books (and c) tell people they can't read his books, because they're old books, and people just don't understand how they should be treated, please stay out of the 'World' section, the last head librarian lost a yeti in there and we're not sure if he ever left)

he's a very precious boy of mine, so i'm offering him up for @gloomiegalaxie's femmeboy friday

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[occultradio]

I've had too much fun with renders lately, for @gloomiegalaxie's femboy friday..........but I'm late again

[ambicutiebutt]

If Daisy were a guy instead of a girl!

Pretty much everything would be the same except the crossdressing. Theres a ton to go into there, but long story short: Dressing as a guy gives F!Daisy a feeling of strength and protection. Dressing as a girl does not give M!Daisy the same feeling. (M!Daisy would have still crossdressed before going to the farm though, when they still looked androgynous enough to pull it off.)

[r0sy-maple-m0th]

Draw Lenore as a femboy

anon i like the way u think lmao

fem woman pretending to be a masc man who's dressed as a femboy😍😍

thank you for the request!💞

[greykolla-art]

Ds9 has too many cool characters, I can never decide which I wanna focus on!

Here’s Weyoun, with his bitchy doll face!🙏😈

[i-like-forcefem]

Being a Forcefem hacker really got so easy since July

Back in my day we had to take over their YouTube account, make it push femboy videos, push TG comics on their twitters, make them win Guilty Gear give always, put Blahaj’s in their carts when shopping for furniture, make up tutorials, cosplay guides, so so much effort for just one cute girl

Now all I do is take over the pc, put on “I watched the TV glow” and it does the rest

[lollygaggingloser]

Braincell #1: Hear me out. Femboy homeschooled Varian with strict religious upbringing secretly dating the town's #1 delinquent, Hugo, who's made it his mission to corrupt the mayor's precious angel.

Braincell #2: Put Varian in a Catholic school girl outfit and I'm in.

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Hugo: What length do you wear your necklaces?

Varian: Oh, I don't know. I don't really wear many necklaces. I'm more of a bracelet person.

Hugo: Would you want a necklace a modest length? Or a slutty length?

Varian: ...I-I didn't realize necklaces came in those two lengths. Can you elaborate?

Hugo, placing a finger on Varian's chest: Modest length is more up here. While slutty length is right where your cleavage starts, so people get a nice look at your goods.

Varian, swatting Hugo's hand when his finger trails down: Geez...modest length then. Why are you even asking?

Hugo: Well, maybe, I got you a gift for our 3 month anniversary.

Varian: You got me a necklace?

Hugo: Yeah, I'd like you to wear something as a reminder that you're mine, even if it's a secret. And don't worry, I made sure the pendant is wholesome and holy to not seem out of place.

Varian, touched: ...you got me a cross necklace?

Hugo, smirking: Perhaps.

Varian: In that case... -blushing-...I want it a slutty length.

[tangledinink]

I love swanatello!!! 🦢🐢

ahhh thank you friends! ; w ;yes, his legs are lowkey buff as hell (though it's also just,,, magick) and while he would absolutely bite you if he tried to boop him (sorry) here have this swanatello pre-and-post magickal-girl-ification!

[sissycaptions-blog]

You locked away your clitty, put on your favorite dress, and now your posting selfies online for everyone to see. Nothing gets you more excited then a real man telling you how pretty you are

[astravires]

꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱

[curioscurio]

I’m curious about the census on the word “femboy.”

[strawberry-hachi]

Thinking about possessive Chigiri. Anyone would get scarily protective if they lost their dream. He lost his career and his passion over a simple injury. People avoided him because of how closed off he got and he refused to let others get near.

When you saw him again after his injury he didn't look at you once. Only giving you one word answers and nods. You understood how much it destroyed him but it was still hard to see the effects.

But then he started avoiding everybody. Holding himself up in his room and attempting to rot into the earth. Oftentimes his sister would end up calling you in tears because of his refusal to take care of himself.

So it's no wonder you began heading over to their house more to try and help him. It was still Chigiri. The boy that you had found yourself enamored with even before he got crazy good at football.

Albeit, it was not easy taking care of him with his mood swings and injury. Often you and him found yourselves frustrated with each other because of that lack of communication and progress. Regardless, you two worked through it because what was the point of a relationship if you couldn't help each other when you needed each other?

It was around the time he finally started healing, his stitches finally disappearing and finally going from a wheelchair to crutches did you begin seeing that change. How he would follow you everywhere if you were together, always close to you. How he would begin messaging and calling you if you disappeared on him or were talking with someone else (and while this did annoy you, you found it oddly adorable). He even began messaging you at all hours of the day even if he had nothing to say.

You weren't one to reject such affection and took it in stride but you'd be lying if you said it didn't worry you on his sudden switch up. Perhaps it's because he finally has energy to put into his relationship now but that thought only puts a pit in your stomach. Because what if he finds something else? You aren't willing to stay if you were only a replacement for something.

However what you learned right before he went off to Blue Lock was in fact the complete opposite. That only after he got injured did he realize how much he genuinely cared for you. Couldn't stop thinking about you. How he would sit with his phone in his hand wanting to call you even though he could barely move a muscle.

How more often than not he found himself dreaming of you. Wanting you. Waking up in a cold sweat upon realizing you weren't there. How as the days grew longer the more he realized that he needed you next to him always.

His injury most certainly messed him up but it also made him realize many things about himself that he wouldn't give up for the world.

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"Where are you going?"

You glance back at him, "Groceries, remember? I'm still helping your mom and sister, idiot," You stick your tongue out at him, getting another blanket to put under his leg as he sits on the couch.

His once neutral face turns into a small frown as he sets his head down upon the couch. He sighs, briefly fluttering his eyes and you immediately can tell he's doing it on purpose. Prick.

"Do you need an ice pack?" You chuckle as he crosses his arms and blows a piece of hair out of his face.

He rolls his eyes, "I'm not a baby."

"you're kind of acting like one right now," You raise your eyebrows as he immediately turns to you.

He groans, "You've gotten so much bolder since you've had to take care of me."

You smile, "No, you just never noticed."

He opens his mouth to say something but quickly shuts it again. His brows furrow and his fists tighten.

"Sorry," you smile, "Anyways, do you want an ice pack?"

"No, I want you," He says lowly, almost coming out as a growl.

You blink, "I'm right here, aren't I?"

He extends his arms, "How much clearer do I have to get, idiot?"

You let out a little chortle as you set down the blanket, walking over to him as he quickly goes to knock you down over him.

You squeak as you fall atop of him, his arms going to wrap around you like a vice as his head goes into your neck and nuzzles.

"Are you trying to hurt your knee again," you say incredulously, "Don't knock me over like that," You laugh as you thread your fingers through his hair. It's softer than you last remember.

He hums into your neck as his hold tightens around you. You slowly relax into his hold as you realize he doesn't plan on releasing you anytime soon.

"You okay?" You ask quietly, your voice barely above a whisper as your breath brushes against his ear. You feel him shiver against you and it makes your heart swell.

"Yeah," he glances up at you with a heavy expression and your face flushes.

This idiot.