#Transfem shining armor

[ponydoodles]

beautiful bride beautiufl bride

[thapunqueen]

oh pleaaaaase tell me youre all seeing the vision

[apollo-not-in-space]

@mushtoons THANK YOU SM FOR LETTING ME USE LEONA!! I would actually both die and kill for her she is such a baby girl and I love her sm

[hallow-graves]

her crystal hooves were surprisingly fun to draw,, time for headcanons,,

- transfem and uses she/her pronouns

- pansexual

- while most alicorns have a classic unicorn tail, cadence doesn't because she was born a pegasus

- shining armor is also trans! she was the first pony he came out to

[couldtransitionsaveher]

TSUKASA TENMA from PROJECT SEKAI

JUSTIFICATION:

"transfem bigenderfluid tsukasa came to me in a vision one day and I've been running with it since. she deserves some self expression methinks. it's not that she doesn't get it through theatre but she's always playing grandiose knight in shining armor roles i think she deserves to branch out and be a pretty pretty princess and I think she would enjoy it lots peace and love on planet earth" - @2-kakimiko-1

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[goatpaste]

Plz.... transfem shining armor..... 🫡

on it boss o7

Buy your local Bi trans Man a Kofi!

[willowthighpillow]

If any of y'all contributed in @118sexen's hate, fuck you. There is no possible excuse for someone's possible death. I hope that she's alive, so fucking badly, and I feel like a horrible person for not having been there in time to help her. But if she's not, there is no explanation that will justify for Melody's death.

I didn't know her for long, and I hope I can know her for longer, but I know she was amazing, funny, nice, caring, kind, and so much more. And yet y'all insulted her, misgendered her, and dog piled on her because she supported transmascs and enbies on a post about transfems???? That's bullshit. She deserved better. She deserves better. So much fucking better.

Y'all complain about Twitter's media literacy, and about how the people there are horrible, and yet apparently hundreds of people think it's still okay to give a CHILD multiple panic attacks and make her feel like it's her fault for everything.

And yet none of the people who contributed in this one-sided hatred, in this mob directed towards a MINOR (how many times do I have to emphasise this), will take a step forwards and apologise. Because why would you? It's a child who you never knew, so why should you care if you caused her death?

And if she is alive (which god I fucking hope she is, so fucking bad), I know people are going to keep getting mad at her for "pretending" or for "not going through with it". That is not what a good person does. That's what a horrible person with a death wish towards someone innocent does, and there's no fucking excuse. Fuck you.

Any excuses will be blocked on sight, you're not a Knight in shining armor, you're an angry mob who caused the death of a good person.

I pray that Melody is alive and that she's safe, but if she's not, may she rest in peace. I love you Melody. You're amazing. I'm sorry I wasn't able to do more for you.

[gravityandmomentum]

Working on that longer form story I mentioned a while back, tbh this is the most alive characters I've made ever felt. Basically it's about that transfem hare named Harriet I posted earlier (a name I coincidentally chose before I landed on a lagomorph design) as she tries to actively address her issues and halt her longstanding descent into loneliness. I feel like a lot of stories about loneliness don't really offer ways to deal with it and instead just offer a knight in shining armor solution, so I'm trying to work in themes about self-efficacy, connection, bravery, self-acceptance, and taking leaps of faith. Also working in things like the importance of connections, romance, humor, optimism, philosophy, and eroticism.

Not sure if it'll ever be a published thing, but it's turning out to be a real fun pet project. Hoping I can find the energy to turn it into a comic somewhere down the line.

[clowngirlpony]

Transfem Shining Armor propaganda is successfully spreading. Another step in my ultimate plan

[ponydoodles]

LOVE IS IN BLOOM!!

[conways]

i think you guys are really weird abt transfem hcs btw. both in that you headcanon predatory/feminine/whathaveyou characters who are guys in canon as transfem for actively no reason other than villifying/stereotyping trans women but ALSO that you challenge and try to find reasons to not allow characters to Be headcanonned as transfem, completely making up reasons for it to be problematic, in order to allow as little transfem representation in fandom as possible.

seriously, if someone thinks shining armor or applejack or fluttershy are trans women leave them alone. maybe dont headcanon fluttershy's brother with a 'feminine' mannerisms who flirts with and harasses lesbians as a trans woman though. like use your brains.

[t4tharuspex]

house of mirrors

2.5k word mlp fanfic. dont judge me >.>

summary: rarity and twilights visit to the crystal empire is more eventful then either had hoped. somethings wrong with the castle, and more importantly, somethings wrong with shining armor...

content warnings: fear of transphobia (no actual rtansphobia bc this is the colorful horses show)

Rarity held back a whinny of delight as she trotted off the train and into the crystal empire station. Everywhere she looked she was dazzled by gleaming crystals of every color refracting rainbows on every surface while somehow remaining the farthest thing from gaudy. Starting to feel faint from excitement, she leaned on twilight's shoulder as her eyes fluttered.

“Rarity come on!” The alicorn laughed as she helped her friend upright. “We’ve hardly been in the empire for a minute! Save your fainting for the ceremony.”

The white horse perked up immediately at the reminder of what she had come here for: she was to assist Cadence and Shining Armor in the preparations for the newborn princesses presentation to the public! She cantered in place with excitement, lifting twilight's luggage with her magic and running off to their suite in the castle with twilight hot on her heels.

The suite was spacious with generous decor in simple light colors. the main focal point of the suite was the giant bay windows which cast giant swathes of warm light across the room. upon closer inspection rarity was amazed to discover that the windows were made entirely of cut crystal rather than glass. the faint color of the gemstone created a slight cast on the light coming in, giving a view of the city below that was ever so slightly tinted. this realization recontextualized the furnishing in rarities mind: it wasn't dull and plain, but simply a blank canvas for whatever the crystal windows brought in. a strange method of decor indeed. or was it a response to the material conditions of living in a house of crystal?

When the two had almost settled into their apartment, they were startled from their rest by a brisk knock at the door.

“A summons for princess twilight sparkle,” a booming voice called from behind the door. “You are needed urgently by princess mi amore cadenza for matters concerning his highness the prince.”

Worry flooded the purple alicorns features. “Urgent? Then I guess I had better go now.” She magically gathered a few items into her saddlebag and gave a parting smile to her friend as she was rushed away by royal guards.

Shocked by the suddenness of it all, rarity let out a chuff and sat squarely on her quarters. Was shining armor alright? she wanted to put her anxieties to rest, but it was plainly obvious that she hadn't been invited. would the entire trip to the empire consist of her sitting alone in her room while twilight attended to all matters of actual importance?

Trying to shake the thought from her head, rarity got up and left her room to explore the castle. It truly was extravagant, with pillars of crystal stretching to the high vaulted ceilings spreading refractions of glittering iridescence that made the whole space seem somehow both extraordinary glamorous and warm and homey. Inspiration flooded her mind as she trotted the decadently decorated halls. She just couldn’t wait to get back to her studio and put this inspiration to good use.

She was halted in her exploration when her ears picked up familiar voices talking from behind an ajar door. She knew it was wrong to eavesdrop, but she couldn’t help but listen in...

"-i don't know what to do twilight, he hadn't seemed this off for years, and now flurry is here and hes completely absent!"

"i don't know cadence, he hasn't said anything in his letters-"

“- all I’m saying is maybe you could get through to him! He won’t talk to me, or anypony else here. you're my last hope. maybe hell listen to his best friend”

“i've never been able to help him in one of these episodes before. if he’s not ready to talk then confronting him will only make him more defensive.”

“That’s a risk we’ll have to take. I’m worried for my husband twilight.” Rarity leaned on the door to hear better as the princesses voice dropped, “please, if not for shining armor, or for me, then for flurry heart. She deserves to have a father who can dedicate himself to her, not one who’s so preoccupied that he can hardly look after her.”

There was a sigh, then rarity heard twilight speak “very well. I’ll do this for her. Maybe that will get through to my brother.”

Sudden approaching hoofsteps started rarity out of her reverie. She stumbled backwards just in time to miss the swinging door as twilight entered the hall. “Rarity? I thought you were still in the room? Oh well, I need your help anyway." She looked over her shoulder as if to make sure they were alone. "I think somethings wrong with my brother. It's possible that one of the unreformed changelings has taken his place to try too take advantage of the upcoming love boom from flurry hearts royal presentation."

Rarity was taken aback by her friends leap of logic. "Doesn't that seem like an extreme suspicion? Having a baby is stressful enough for normal ponies, I cant imagine what kind of pressure would be on a royal prince."

"I don't know rarity, after what happened at the wedding we can't be too careful. I hope its just nerves and parental stress, but we have to expect the worse if we want to be prepared to handle it."

rarity nodded. "alright, then let's find your brother."

The two ponies galloped down the halls in search of the princes chambers. the crystal walls seemed to burn with energy, the warm cast of light from earlier having turned harsh and almost too bright. rarity wondered absently if this was a product of the changing time of day or a trick of the mind. could the walls of a castle really know how somepony felt, and shine it back at them like a diamond mirror?

a distant commotion pricked the two mares ears. "this way!" twilight called as she rounded a corner, dashing after the sound with rarity at her side.

the two skidded to a stop when they reached an open doorway from which the sound seemed to emit. with a flick of her ear twilight motioned for rarity to follow her and the two cautiously made their way into the room. twilight emitted a small light from her horn, then lit the rooms lamp once she could find it on the wall. with the room lit rarity immediately got an impression of drabness and depression, the tightly draped windows letting in no light and the gemstone walls shining the same dim echo back and forth across the space, almost seeming to beg for the light to go out again.

twilight gestured with her chin to the curtained bed at the center of the room, grabbing one edge of the curtain with her magic and indicating for rarity to take hold of the other. once the unicorn had secured the curtain, twilight gave a sharp nod and both ponies tugged their curtain aside, revealing a stallion-sized lump that spectacularly failed to live up to either mares fearful imagination.

the blue-maned unicorn sat up at once, alarmed by the sudden intrusion. he seemed to calm down slightly when he recognized his sister, but he remained guarded. "twily? rarity? what are you two doing in my private chambers?"

"well to be fair," rarity gestured back at the entrance, "you did leave your door open."

"cadence must have done that when she left." shining armor gruffed. "that doesn't answer my question though: what are you doing here?"

twilight stepped forward with a cautious expression, ready to fight if this really was a changeling. "were just here to check up on you, see how youre handling the upcoming princess presentation" it was clear that twilight was being reserved with her supposed brother.

then, shining armors eyes met hers, and her suspicion evaporated. that peculiar sadness that had haunted her brother in her young filliehood, then she had thought he'd escaped when he found happiness in cadences arms, was burning hot tears from shining armors eyes. she had never seen a pain like that before or since. if there was anything twilight was certain of, it was that this pony was the same one she had known her whole life. but the question still lingered, was he the real shining?

completely without her permission, tears began to well in twilight's eyes. "oh shinning, whats happened to you?"

her brother choked on a sob. "I'm sorry twily, you were never supposed to see me like this. no one was. i should be able to hold it together for you... for cadence... for my daughter..."

"shining nopony wants you to hide any part of you! we want to know when you're hurting so we can help. i had thought you'd healed from whatever's causing this pain but it seems to be back and i wont let you hide it from me this time!" the purple alicorn sniffled as tears streaked down her muzzle. "please shining, tell me whats wrong."

The stallion nervously rubbed his hooves together and cast his gaze to the ground. "i don't even know where to start."

"the beginning," twilight proposed. "i want to know everything. you cant heal until you let your wounds be seen."

shining nodded and took a deep breath, "its just that, when you were a fillie, everyone expected me to be the perfect big brother, and i never measured up to that expectation. it was like being thrown into the ocean with no idea how to swim, and everypony kept insisting that i was a fish and i should know how, but i didn't. then in the royal guard it didn't matter how i felt as long as i followed orders and played the role, so that's what i did. i don't know if it actually quieted the pain or just forced me to ignore it, but for a few years i thought maybe i could live with it. cadence was the only pony i've ever met who could make that noise in my brain silent; with her it didn't matter if I wasn't brother enough fro you or stallion enough for the military. i was always enough for her, no questions asked. i was so happy when we got married that i could almost forget about that feeling, telling myself it was a phase i'd outgrown. but now with flurry heart, all that anxiety is back. its like no matter what i do ill never be able to be a good father for her. i love her more than anything, id do anything for her, but it isn't enough. i'm not enough." the white unicorns neck gave way as he succumbed to quiet sobs, his once proud chin quivering and brushing his chest.

"shining... i..." twilight was speechless. what could be said? her brothers pain went far beyond anything she knew how to mend. at that moment being the princess of friendship meant nothing; she couldn't even move herself to speak in the face of her first best friends deep sorrow.

"i hope im not overstepping here," a timid voice chimed in, startling both siblings as rarity cleared her throat. "but i think i may have an idea as to the source and solution of your distress."

"rarity?" shining choked, "how could you possibly know how i feel?"

the mare nervously flicked her mane with an idle hoof. "there's a lot you don't know about me." turning to twilight, she asked "would it be alright if the prince and i could have a moment alone?"

Twilight nodded and bowed out of the room, and the two remaining ponies listened to her hoofbeats echo down and again further down the labyrinthine crystal hallway, which now seemed to glitter coldly like a sterile knife where it once had gleamed so warmly. rarity shivered at the thought of living in a place like this, which could transform before your eyes depending only on ones own emotion. that was, she mused, the property of crystal. it created nothing, only reflecting what was cast onto it. in a dimly lit cave the finest diamond was often mistaken by novices for a common quartz, but at the heart of a kingdom built on a foundation of admiration it gleamed on every surface like the morning dew on a freshly budded rose. this castle wasn't a cold cage or a warm embrace, it was an endless hall of mirrors, each perfectly angled to show you the deepest darkest crevice of your heart.

"i understand why it tortures you to live here." rarity whispered. "each surface gleams to a pristine chrome finish, yet the face it reflects is fundamentally and inconceivably wrong."

shining armor appeared startled, "that's exactly how it feels. how do you know? is it that obvious how miserable i am?

the mare shook her head, "only to those who have felt the same misery. shining armor, i once lived the same life as you, albeit in a much more drab estate. I felt that at every turn i failed at the very task of existing as myself, my relationships suffered because it pained me to view myself as a part of them. mirrors became my enemy because i couldn't face the pony looking back at me. the stallion looking back at me."

a small gasp escaped the taller unicorns lips "what-"

"think about it shining," rarity pleaded shakily, " everything you cant stand to be: brother, father, soldier, prince. they all have one thing in common." tears welled in her eyes and choked her throat "you cant run from it shining. it never stops. you only make yourself more and more miserable. you can cover as many mirrors as you like but eventually you're going to look around and realize that you're still the same pony you hated, standing alone in complete darkness."

something clicked behind the other ponys eyes. "no, it cant be... what about cadence? flurry? twilight? i cant throw all of them away because i have some twisted dream of living as a-"

"-you're not sick shining. maybe a bit different, but there's nothing wrong with you. you'll find that the friends worth keeping don't care at all. they're suffering by watching you suffer; freeing yourself will only free them too."

"i have no idea where to even start though. aren't i a bit too old for this?" shinings eyes were wide and scared.

"i would love to personally see to all the aesthetic changes you wish for, if you'll have me. you really couldn't ask for a more qualified personal stylist. and as for the social shift, you've got the princesses of love and friendship in your corner."

"but that's just it: they're not in my corner. they may as well be on the other side of equestria, or a gaping cavern. how can i even know that they'll still see me as me?"

"i know how scary it is, especially in the early days, but i can personally account for twilights acceptance. and as for cadence, i'm pretty sure they don't go around giving titles like the princess of love to ponies who cant accept others for something so harmless as gender." her smile faded and her face grew a bit serious "i can be there with you if you want. like i said, i know how scary it is." she placed a hoof on top of the other mares own.

She smiled. "I think id like that."

[rainydelaneyy]

Glistening Blade is a trans lesbian who uses she/her pronouns and is married to Queen Chrysalis and Princess Cadence!!

[lizbwitch]

Diary Entry #20

Oh man, what a journey this has been. 20th entry of this and still feels like I'm keeping for my sanity. Like there's a part of me that wants to see me doing good and it's doing whatever it can to keep me at bay. And if I'm being honest, I want to hold on to that.

I want to see myself doing good.

i still feel guilt for losing that good friendship that was starting to blossom. I feel terrible for misreading everything and now I feel awful of my own sexual needs. It didn't helped my case at all and I'm still wondering what I've been doing wrong. My therapist says it's the fact that I feel exposed and I say it's because I've been a little too honest. Maybe we're both right.

The truth is that since I've discovered I'm a girl, I felt like I dropped my armor and started to feel more comfortable with myself. I forgot how to defend myself not bc of incompetence but bc I'm tired of it. I'm tired of this constant war of me vs the world. I want peace. And since I dropped my armor and my weapons and life keeps hitting me with everything, the impacts feel a lot harder.

Like walking into a warzone with nothing but my clothes on. No protection vest, no sidearm at all. Just me and my will to live.

Not only that but I also discovered that my ex was not only my bf but my protector too. With him I felt the comfort of someone protecting me from harm. I was a knight that discovered that she prefered to be the damsel in distress waiting for a knight in shinning armor. I got tired of fighting and I want for someone else to take the heavy toll for me. Someone that talks sweet to me and swears nothing but loyalty to me.

Yes yes, very classic (and patronizing) of me but I think it's true. To some extent at least. I need to find the balance between the knight and the damsel and become both, if I'm to survive this crisis. To become my own hero and survive, for whenever my true love arrives to take my heart and offers me nothing but what I can also offer in return: loyalty until the end.

The hopeless romantic, Lizz <3

[nothorses]

Why Are We Silencing Each Other?

This new wave of anti-trans legislature in the US is largely aimed at young transmascs: we need to stop “confused girls” from mutilating their Perfect Girl Bodies, and we need to preserve the purity and sanctity of their womanhood.

"Protecting women" is and always had been a compelling call to action; we’re damsels in distress, in desperate need of our knights in shining armor. This is something that conservatives and liberals alike can get behind.

But the legislature outlawing puberty blockers, HRT, and gender-affirming surgery doesn't just apply to "confused little girls", or even just to AFAB trans people. It applies to all trans people.

In fact, it's AMAB trans people who detransition at higher rates than AFAB trans people do (11% versus 4%). Most often, it's due to danger, external pressures, and difficulty transitioning at all (60%). Making this more difficult doesn't protect transmascs; if anything, it forces more transfems into dangerous hypervisibility.

But "protecting women" is a more compelling reason, isn't it?

What if we'd been talking about the "poor little girls" for as long as we'd been talking about "dangerous predators in women's restrooms"?

Conservatives gave up the bathroom fight years ago when trans activists stood against this lie. The shift to "saving confused little girls" is intentional and calculated: both arguments are about Protecting Women, but one of them starts with a historically invisible, and actively silenced demographic.

When people speak up about transmasc struggles, they are silenced quickly and effectively. We need to start asking why.

Who is served when "poor little girls" rhetoric is allowed to fester in the shadows, when trans activists turn a blind eye to it and the ways it hurts trans people now?

Who is served when transfems are told that transmascs oppress them, that we can't be trusted, that we're not their allies- but cis women are?

Who is served when transmascs are made to feel as if the mere act of speaking about our lived experiences is hurting other trans people? As if any mention of our struggles is an act of violence?

Transfems are tokenized, their struggles weaponized to silence other trans people: and in turn, to silence transfems as well. If you step out of line, you're a traitor. Dare to point this out, and you'll quickly be reminded that these people are your allies; they can't possibly be transmisogynistic.

And as trans people are divided, isolated, turned against each other, and trained to silence other trans people, the problems we face go unchecked. They fester in the shadows, until our enemies- our real enemies- pick these up as weapons and wield them against us all.

[anyponyrequests-archive]

What are the mods' favorite ultra-rare pairs (romantic or otherwise) and what introduced you to them!!

i rlly rlly like (transfem lesbian) big mac x (transmasc lesbian) twilight !!!! i think it is cute and it reminds me of me and my gf :) - mod twilight

I really like Fleur De Lis and Photo Finish together, as friends or otherwise. I just feel like they'd get along and understand eachother -mod starcatcher

It’s not a romantic pairing but I love the hc that cadence and shining armor are secretly twilights real parents. The color schemes make a lot of sense and it adds a lot to all of the family’s dynamics! I also love the ship mod twilight mentioned bc it reminds me of my besties<3 - mod applejack

not sure if its ultra-rare but probaby twilight sparkle x muffins! :D - mod button mash