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Bollocks. They usually need protection from themselves only.
Megathread Tranny Sideshows on Social Media - Any small-time spectacle on Reddit, Tumblr, Twitter, Dating Sites, and other social media.
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spaztocate9000
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If a troon could pass society would probably be weirdly ok with it. But we are hardwired to dislike ugly.
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Not really, they are abominations whether they pass or not.
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Not sure I agree. Even if the "these people are gross to look at" factor was removed I'd still find them annoying because of the way they completely take over every community they infiltrate, while whining about how oppressed they are. It's not just how they look, it's the way they act.
spaztocate9000
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They'd probably act more sane if they could get laid because they passed. But we'll never know, sadly how a passing troon might behave will forever be a hypothetical.
TroonFiringSquad
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So this tranny I orbit online thanks to the sperg infiltrating a friend group got married in November. The ”wife” decided they should take a break in January and just now it was confirmed they got divorced in February.
Who knew two MTF troons wouldn’t work out?
Both very ugly but that’s a given.
Who knew two MTF troons wouldn’t work out?
Both very ugly but that’s a given.
TheBigZee
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The form, the poise, the grace. A 6'2" gorilletina.
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The camera shakes make this golden.
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Mariposa2.0 LTE
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That's hideous. My parents forced me to do ballet from a young age and ballet that is not. It kind of reminds me of Chris dancing by himself at Bronycon.
The Real Jesse Singal
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... Jontron? What happened to you?
Doctor Socrates
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Explorators finds a troon
>captain know you're busy intercepted male's data.
>Too much intel test subject,
>unknown human genetic structure.
>Male chromosomal structure X Y,
>male skeletal and nervous system.
>Preliminary data indicates male approximate age 30 plus or minus 3 to 5 years
>Genetic data.
>DNA sequencing male slight androgen imbalance,
>primarily dihydrate testosterone,
>lab analysis abnormal levels of estrogen and female hormonal chemicals likely due to self administered medication
>Physical analysis,
>removal of genitals appears to be done from brute force,
>multiple incision points in and around intestinal tract appears colon has been rerouted to an open wound in the pelvis.
> Open wounds shows signs of systemic infection,
>gangrenous pungent odor of urine and fecal matter.
>Hint of dead flesh subject found clutching a black semisynthetic organic polymer,
>approximately 10 inches in length,
>two inches in width with rounded end polymer covered in organic fluid.
>Most likely blood white T cell from antibodies fighting infection cloaca has been through severe blunt force trauma.
>Evidence by hyper elasticity of sphincter muscle tissue.
>Clear signs of attempted facial and breast reconstruction,
>sloppy and hastily could have done better cause of death.
>Appears to be self-inflicted strangulation as evidenced by closure of jugular veins and carotid arteries and
>cervical fracture of C two and C three vertebra never taught me on this first rule of medicine.
>Unpleasant smell
> [ end long ]
>captain know you're busy intercepted male's data.
>Too much intel test subject,
>unknown human genetic structure.
>Male chromosomal structure X Y,
>male skeletal and nervous system.
>Preliminary data indicates male approximate age 30 plus or minus 3 to 5 years
>Genetic data.
>DNA sequencing male slight androgen imbalance,
>primarily dihydrate testosterone,
>lab analysis abnormal levels of estrogen and female hormonal chemicals likely due to self administered medication
>Physical analysis,
>removal of genitals appears to be done from brute force,
>multiple incision points in and around intestinal tract appears colon has been rerouted to an open wound in the pelvis.
> Open wounds shows signs of systemic infection,
>gangrenous pungent odor of urine and fecal matter.
>Hint of dead flesh subject found clutching a black semisynthetic organic polymer,
>approximately 10 inches in length,
>two inches in width with rounded end polymer covered in organic fluid.
>Most likely blood white T cell from antibodies fighting infection cloaca has been through severe blunt force trauma.
>Evidence by hyper elasticity of sphincter muscle tissue.
>Clear signs of attempted facial and breast reconstruction,
>sloppy and hastily could have done better cause of death.
>Appears to be self-inflicted strangulation as evidenced by closure of jugular veins and carotid arteries and
>cervical fracture of C two and C three vertebra never taught me on this first rule of medicine.
>Unpleasant smell
> [ end long ]
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Yesterday’s 6’5” super hon has a wacky update which certainly does not involve traumatizing an 11 year old because ice cream.
Too long to screenshot, so a snip and full text below
Yesterday, we’d met with the therapist and she’d suggested that, since the kids were in school once more, I come to the session in basic makeup, wig, stuffed bra, and other female paraphernalia so I could comment on how this felt with my wife and the therapist present. (While I’m not officially transitioning until the end of summer, we wanted the freedom to experiment with makeup and style in the house without freaking out the kids, so telling the kids was up next.)
After seeing how I handled having to put my makeup, bra, and wig on by myself—since my wife was at work before the session—we agreed that even though I felt frustrated by my ineptitude with doing all the things my wife takes for granted (as she’s a woman who’s been doing her makeup for 30 years, while I’ve literally never done it on my own—ever), I am on the right track.
Then we decided that, due to the culture of transparency we’ve fostered with our kids, it was better for us to talk with them over the next two weeks and then bring the kids to family therapy once they already knew the basic concept of me transitioning, rather than learning it there in a foreign environment. As my wife is often the person who has complex chats with our kids due to her personality and how she interacts with them, I felt an immediate wave of relief that I didn’t have to deal with this part of my transition. My wife would handle it.
So relaxed was I by this that I decided to go home and have a nap before my 11 year old got home from school, while still in full female attire. (It was still fairly uncomfortable, especially the wig—as I’m fully bald and the wig cap didn’t help that much—so I didn’t really think I’d actually fall asleep. I just thought I’d get more used to everything that I had to eventually get used to.)
As we’ve trained our kids to loudly knock at our bedroom door and not come in unless we give them permission, I apparently was confident enough in this training that I neglected to lock our bedroom door.
I set an alarm for a presumably appropriate time and proceeded to fall soundly asleep, until I thought I heard the front door open. I came fully awake, jumped out of bed, and whirled around—at which time I found my 11 year old in my room, jaw dropped, staring at me in full women’s wardrobe and wig.
I did what any compassionate parent would do to their child that barged into their bedroom without knocking when they weren’t ready: I yelled at him to “get the fuck out and why didn’t you knock???”
Ignoring the mumbling apology from the now departed child, my sleep addled brain texted my wife to see if she could talk with the child sooner. She quickly hot-potatoed back that I had less than 10 minutes to take the child out for ice-cream and talk with him about it before my 5 month launch plan got leaked to every family in the neighborhood.
I grabbed the child before he started the viral text chain to his friends, drove him to ice cream, and prayed that the convo wouldn’t be a disaster. The child, for his part, looked like he might’ve just witnessed a mass shooting.
I allowed Dairy Queen to gouge me way too much for flavor-dipped ice cream cones and then we pulled into a parking spot to talk.
As we have a trans-daughter whose personality is very much like mine, my son and I talked about the similarities between his older sister and me. How I didn’t grow up in a home that accepted me for who I was; which is why it was so important that we made sure she was accepted. Then we got into how my egg broke and how I could no longer go on living a lie, which led to my need to transition. Then we got into how his mother and I were not going to get a divorce because of this, which he was most concerned about. (I’ve come to realize that for my own egg to break, I had to subconsciously know that I was with a woman who would have my back and who would help me transition. That’s not the case for everyone, but it was with me.)
Once that was done and I showed him a proper picture of what I would look like when I hadn’t just gotten up from a nap, he seemed pretty cool with everything—just so long as my wife didn’t become a trans-man, “because that’s just too much change and I don’t think I could handle that”. (I’d already had that convo with my wife, as she’s definitely gender-queer by cis-gen definitions, but she feels comfortable in her own body and has no interest in transitioning.)
I asked him to wait to tell his best friend until my wife could talk to her; he completely failed that request, as his friend was at the house and was fully up to speed by the time my wife got home in the 60 minutes or so that my older daughter was in charge.
Seeing that the horse was out of the barn, my wife called my daughter down and then proceeded to tell all three kids—our two and our youngest’s best friend. She also showed them pictures of me in transition that she knew I would want them to see. Once she reiterated that we weren’t getting a divorce, everyone was pretty cool with it.
Definitely not the way I wanted to roll this out, but it’s on brand for our family and everyone felt comfortable asking questions—which usually infers no one was traumatized. Both kids’ therapists already know about the rollout, so they’ll have additional folks to talk to even before the family therapy session.
TLDR: Spent way too much on ice cream when my 11-year-old son unexpectedly caught me in drag 5 months before my targeted trans rollout—but, by the end of our convo, he was fine and supportive. (And I found out that if I hadn’t listened to my wife and instantly taken him on a trip outside the wifi zone, he was on the verge of letting every child in the neighborhood know about discovering his dad in a wig. He still told friends afterwards, but my actions and the interactions of my wife averted disaster.)
Also, learn the difference between infer and imply.
link | archive
Too long to screenshot, so a snip and full text below
TIL: How to have your adult gender reveal plans fall to shit with your kids, but still have it turn out ok!!
My wife and I have spent a few weeks talking with a knowledgeable couple’s therapist who works with late-life transitions about our marriage. After that, the plan was to get her help in explaining things to our kids, as she also specializes in family Counselling for things like this. (Some of you may have read my account of teaching my trans-daughter self-defense when she didn’t know about me. )Yesterday, we’d met with the therapist and she’d suggested that, since the kids were in school once more, I come to the session in basic makeup, wig, stuffed bra, and other female paraphernalia so I could comment on how this felt with my wife and the therapist present. (While I’m not officially transitioning until the end of summer, we wanted the freedom to experiment with makeup and style in the house without freaking out the kids, so telling the kids was up next.)
After seeing how I handled having to put my makeup, bra, and wig on by myself—since my wife was at work before the session—we agreed that even though I felt frustrated by my ineptitude with doing all the things my wife takes for granted (as she’s a woman who’s been doing her makeup for 30 years, while I’ve literally never done it on my own—ever), I am on the right track.
Then we decided that, due to the culture of transparency we’ve fostered with our kids, it was better for us to talk with them over the next two weeks and then bring the kids to family therapy once they already knew the basic concept of me transitioning, rather than learning it there in a foreign environment. As my wife is often the person who has complex chats with our kids due to her personality and how she interacts with them, I felt an immediate wave of relief that I didn’t have to deal with this part of my transition. My wife would handle it.
So relaxed was I by this that I decided to go home and have a nap before my 11 year old got home from school, while still in full female attire. (It was still fairly uncomfortable, especially the wig—as I’m fully bald and the wig cap didn’t help that much—so I didn’t really think I’d actually fall asleep. I just thought I’d get more used to everything that I had to eventually get used to.)
As we’ve trained our kids to loudly knock at our bedroom door and not come in unless we give them permission, I apparently was confident enough in this training that I neglected to lock our bedroom door.
I set an alarm for a presumably appropriate time and proceeded to fall soundly asleep, until I thought I heard the front door open. I came fully awake, jumped out of bed, and whirled around—at which time I found my 11 year old in my room, jaw dropped, staring at me in full women’s wardrobe and wig.
I did what any compassionate parent would do to their child that barged into their bedroom without knocking when they weren’t ready: I yelled at him to “get the fuck out and why didn’t you knock???”
Ignoring the mumbling apology from the now departed child, my sleep addled brain texted my wife to see if she could talk with the child sooner. She quickly hot-potatoed back that I had less than 10 minutes to take the child out for ice-cream and talk with him about it before my 5 month launch plan got leaked to every family in the neighborhood.
I grabbed the child before he started the viral text chain to his friends, drove him to ice cream, and prayed that the convo wouldn’t be a disaster. The child, for his part, looked like he might’ve just witnessed a mass shooting.
I allowed Dairy Queen to gouge me way too much for flavor-dipped ice cream cones and then we pulled into a parking spot to talk.
As we have a trans-daughter whose personality is very much like mine, my son and I talked about the similarities between his older sister and me. How I didn’t grow up in a home that accepted me for who I was; which is why it was so important that we made sure she was accepted. Then we got into how my egg broke and how I could no longer go on living a lie, which led to my need to transition. Then we got into how his mother and I were not going to get a divorce because of this, which he was most concerned about. (I’ve come to realize that for my own egg to break, I had to subconsciously know that I was with a woman who would have my back and who would help me transition. That’s not the case for everyone, but it was with me.)
Once that was done and I showed him a proper picture of what I would look like when I hadn’t just gotten up from a nap, he seemed pretty cool with everything—just so long as my wife didn’t become a trans-man, “because that’s just too much change and I don’t think I could handle that”. (I’d already had that convo with my wife, as she’s definitely gender-queer by cis-gen definitions, but she feels comfortable in her own body and has no interest in transitioning.)
I asked him to wait to tell his best friend until my wife could talk to her; he completely failed that request, as his friend was at the house and was fully up to speed by the time my wife got home in the 60 minutes or so that my older daughter was in charge.
Seeing that the horse was out of the barn, my wife called my daughter down and then proceeded to tell all three kids—our two and our youngest’s best friend. She also showed them pictures of me in transition that she knew I would want them to see. Once she reiterated that we weren’t getting a divorce, everyone was pretty cool with it.
Definitely not the way I wanted to roll this out, but it’s on brand for our family and everyone felt comfortable asking questions—which usually infers no one was traumatized. Both kids’ therapists already know about the rollout, so they’ll have additional folks to talk to even before the family therapy session.
TLDR: Spent way too much on ice cream when my 11-year-old son unexpectedly caught me in drag 5 months before my targeted trans rollout—but, by the end of our convo, he was fine and supportive. (And I found out that if I hadn’t listened to my wife and instantly taken him on a trip outside the wifi zone, he was on the verge of letting every child in the neighborhood know about discovering his dad in a wig. He still told friends afterwards, but my actions and the interactions of my wife averted disaster.)
Also, learn the difference between infer and imply.
link | archive
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This shit has gone so far that sometimes physicians who are not TRA has to do it, and not for woke reasons. I forgot who or where I heard it from, but some person says “if you don’t point out ‘cervix havers’ need to get Pap smears, some of the pooners will definitely not go. Because they think they are DOODS, and not WOMEN, anything that says women will just be blocked out of their minds and they’ll think it don’t apply to them.”
Now, if we value pooners enough to try get them to get checked for cancer, or if they’ll go even if they think it’s relevant to them, is a whole different question. Only goes on to show there’s absolutely no place in society to accommodate the delusions of severely mentally ill people. It will never just be one thing, everything everywhere has to change just for things to work. Especially when we had a perfectly clear and reasonable system before.
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Jesus. If you think your cervix magically doesn’t need checking then maybe you’re too stupid to live.
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It’s insane how strong their delusions can be, and we’ve only got ourselves as a society to blame for allowing them in the first place. it’s probably not that deep, these poonee might just see “Women age xx should…” and stopped reading. If they have such an issue with being female in the first place they probably are not gonna voluntarily let someone poke deep into their vagina :/ Many normal and mentally healthy women dreads it, mentally insane pooner with intense self-hatred possibly don’t even care if they’ll get cervix cancer. I think self-hatred is a huge component to being a troon, no matter the gender. They want to be someone else, someone who’s not themselves, and actually, someone who’s completely the opposite of themselves. It also must be agonizing when what they hope to achieve—being the other sex—is utterly unattainable. Only someone who hates themselves very much would hope against hope like that
It’s like when the doctor who said those who don’t care about getting osteoporosis from taking hormone blockers/HRT shouldn’t be allowed to make the decision.
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Know Your Meme made a entry on the slang Troon. Comments has been disabled, probably because the mods are far-left activists.
Vect
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Jeez, Null was right, they’re getting violent and starting to kill people.
TroonFiringSquad
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A troon who spews autism on Discord is always saying stuff like "It's wild how many CIS people are just totally influenced by gender norms and refuse to wear anything other than a t-shirt and jeans" (he really likes taking aim at WHITE MALES specifically).
Yet, they don't seem to notice that the troonery of the last 8 years is quite clearly the result of unchecked mental illness and social influence. The latter being the very thing he mocks CIS people for apparently being suckered into.
I swear I never heard about fucking troons before 2015 except ones that actually passed in Asia or ones being made fun of. We're really at high levels of lunacy now.
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Its Will Wheaton !