#deadname tw

[blooddrinkingbartender]

ƸӜƷ ((6 years old)) " Hey Antonio what do you want to be when you grow up? "

Please be aware: Antonio was not aware he was a boy yet. He knew he didn't feel entirely right 'being a girl' but he didn't know about being trans or why he felt the way he did just yet.

"Antonio?" the child looks a little confused as they turn their green eyes towards the stranger. Long black curly hair has been tied into a ponytail, and they wear a white dress, which they keep tugging down to try and cover more of themself up, "That's, that's a boy's name, mister. And that's my nonno's name. I'm called Enrica."

However, they were a bit flattered that maybe this man saw some resemblance to their nonno in them. But they didn't sound entirely happy about using their real name.

"I guess I would love to do magic tricks," they say then, wanting to get away from that subject of names and boys and girls, "Look at this. I can roll a coin in my fingers."

With that, they took a 500 lire coin from their dress pocket and started to roll it along their knuckles.

"See? Neat, isn't it?"

[noko-shikanoko]

That's it I'm done with her she's been deadnaming me behind my back this entire time and she wouldn't stop after I corrected her on the phone why cant I have a mom who doesn't hate me :(

[one-time-i-dreamt]

Someone on Roblox said they knew my name, said my DEADNAME instead of the name I’m comfy with and didn’t leave me alone afterwards.

[davidtennan-t]

TW: Deadname Mention

As awful as it is to bring up Rose’s deadname, there’s a subtle message behind why Donna named her child ‘Jason’

The name Jason means ‘healer’

Donna named her child after the Doctor, choosing the closest name which represents the Doctor - she named her child after her very best friend, even when she couldn’t remember him

[yourpostisonpinterest]

@acybernetickiwi

i found your post on pinterest!

[foxxx-deal]

considered posting this sketch for a while and decided to do so just in honour of tatiana day

[homocidalpotat]

oh my god FUCK

i accidentally addressed a package to jasper not [deadname] (i literally typed in my deadname but it somehow changed it to jasper, previous order maybe)

but anyway my parents found the parcel before me and asked me why it said jasper and i said i didnt know it must be a mistake but theyre so definitely onto me and my mum literally said "if you were a boy would you call yourself that" and i didnt know what to say

and its not just that easy to come out to your family, especially when theyre so weird around your other trans friends and your dad specifically said you cant change your name and got a tattoo of your deadname

im scared what's going to happen

[godteri-takk]

Movie Night - A Metropolis highschool!AU collab comic

Script is written by @zannenilsson and art is by me! It takes place in the same universe/timeline as Class of '26, or: The Metropolis High School AU Nobody Asked For by Zanne on AO3, and this comic stars Georgy and Josaphat (and Josaphats mum). They're watching Labyrinth (1986), converations and emotional stuff ensues!

[rannnem]

pov: your sister just came out as trans and your neighbour is trying to saw her antlers off with a blunt knife

[hana-no-seiiki]

BLURB/SNEAK-PEEK FOR THAT YAN DOCTOR FIC IM WORKING ON

tw/cw: gn/amab! reader. trans masc yan. (for the whole fic but not here) dub/noncon, breeder reader, medical malpractice. dom! reader. sub! yandere. yandere is sort of a loser if we discount his success as a doctor lol. wholeass incel. reader is kind of a thembo.

[LINK FOR THE FULL FIC]

Nahil prided himself as the ideal doctor. He had a long list of patients under his belt. Medicine was his lifeblood. He poured thousands and thousands of hours into meticulously honing his skills and knowledge on the human body.

However that led little to no room in progressing his skill with communication. Actually conversing with his patients. Despite his perfect streak with diagnoses and treatments, when it came down to talking? He was absolutely lost.

“Doctor Amin~ I’m here for my monthly check-up”

You, on the other hand, are a total communication expert in his eyes. You made it seem so easy, so effortless. Throughout his time with you as a resident and eventually a proper medical practitioner, you taught him so much. Made him a lot more comfortable with speech — and heck, other people in general — in ways you were not even aware of.

“Annual. You chose to make it a monthly endeavor, Mx. [L/N].”

“Oof cold as ever. Just how I like you.”

What he did not understand was how you could be so kind, so flirtatious, so utterly slutty to him when you already had a significant other.

“Please, save it for when I’m less stressed will you?”

“Fine~!”

It was unfair to both him and your partner. You led him on all these years just to get with someone not even worth your time.

But he had a solution, a solution that’ll both teach you a lesson and give him a taste of you that he’d been yearning for.

All it took is one prick.

©️ hana.no.seiiki - yun | 2023

[kittehbiscuits]

Juno is drunk

[lefluoritesys]

I was going to answer a post about alters using deadnames a couple days ago, but I lost it, so here's a separate post about it.

It really depends on the circumstances and your unique situation when an alter wants to go by your body's deadname. And it's very nuanced, so there is no, "alters should(n't) go by your deadname."

We have three alters who go by variations of our deadname.

One of them goes by it because they are a little who formed with it during childhood and carried it for decades.

The other formed during a tough time medically and had to deal with one of our worst triggers every day for months. Our DN (deadnam) is not only all they knew of who they are, but since it was our legal name at the time, it's what doctors knew us by.

The third carries our proper DN, though we haven't met them yet and only know about them from gatekeepers.

We still have issues with our DN in English, but we've learned to accept those alters and their names through a bunch of reflection, getting their sides of the story and their reasoning, and learning to see our DN as a legal label to our body rather than something that shapes us.

Our advice is: have a sit-down conversation with the alter(s) who wants to go by your deadname and figure out why they want to use it. See if you can come to a compromise via a nickname, a different spelling of the name, etc. And also look at the factors such as, how long have they had it before, if at all? How old are they? How personal is it to them? Does it help their healing journey? Do y'all have issues with your name that you can solve and/or would benefit from solving, or not? Stuff like this matters. Communication is key.

-host, memory gatekeeper

[dermy-der-demp]

KUBOSAI SCENARIO KUBOSAI SCENARIO

Saiki's Parents are on a travel, he's home alone,aren lives alone and they're on school vacations,Saiki ends up staying with aren for a couple days bc reasons it's not important

SOOOO

When they're staying up late watching a Yakuza movie on the living room or sm that kubo can talk off (maybe infodump) saiki starts to close his eyes bc he has been so freaking sleep deprived lately he's almost hallucinating

Kubo notices so he puts a blanket on his back while the movie ends so he can let saiki rest on the sofa before preparing the futon near to his bed,saiki tries to stay awake but is just babblings inconsistencies and kubo says something among the lines "haha I never thought I could see you like this! I could even call you "kusuo" being this close" and saiki growls or proyects something that makes clear sm it's disgusting him but it's not specific and aren goes "uh?" and saiki is so dizzy and strangely calm that "[no…,I don't like it…]" and aren tries to convince him that it is a really good name until the things go "I think it's good,like,manly!" "[Mmm…that's the problem]" "…?" saiki thinks,kubo can keep his mouth shut most that the others and is sure that he wouldn't betray them on any situation so,why not? "[Kusuo is too masculine,Kuriko is too feminine,I'm…both but I don't like extremes…]" Kubo losses his FUCKING MIND,like hIS MOST RESERVED AND QUIET "FRIEND" HAS JUST COME OUT TO HIM ON HIS HOUSE WHERE HE–SHE(?),WHERE SAIKI IS GOING TO STAY FOR DAYS NOW

Saiki is regretting to say anything hearing the desperation in Aren's thoughts because he does not know what to do. Saiki settles down, hiding his face in the pillow he is hugging and Aren's head falls silent as a decent thing to say crosses his mind "So,if you don't like those is there some name that you like to be called?" Saiki hesitates on answer "[…(some neutral name that keeps the "ku" at the beginning)]" "oh that's…an excellent name!"

Then it's a "talk" (saiki is half asleep already) abt names and others things until they both fall asleep

+You can add nonbinary kubo too with breaking the egg or sm like "Wait- there is a term for that?"

[starving-marauder-lover]

that’s not my fucking name i’m not her

i’m not a daughter

i’m your grandson

i know we can’t tell you cause of your memory but i’m so fucking sick of this

why

you make me hate myself more

[alternatememory]

Heavy vent post below on how I've been feeling about myself as of lately.

TW: Swearing, gender dysphoria

I've been feeling really bad about myself lately, and that's because I've been too scared to come out to people in real life. I'm only out to a few people in real life, and out of those few people, only one is supportive of me, being one of my only friends (if not my only friend) in real life, and she's asexual. The other people I came out to last October, those being my family, didn't like that I wanted to be a girl, because they didn't want me to "end up taking the wrong path in life and end up regretting it". They wanted me to stay out of LGBTQ+ Discord servers as well, which I'm not going to do, because I know who I want to be, and I know who I want to be friends with. They also wanted me to be friends with other neurodivergent people my age (for context I have autism and ADHD, in case you couldn't tell from my bio), and even though I certainly do appreciate that they're helping me make friends, I don't mind being friends with people, regardless of whether they're part of the LGBTQ+ community or not.

I also told them that I was shaving my legs, but they countered by saying that's something kids with autism like to do. They also said I didn't show any signs of wanting to be a girl when I was growing up, as I was just playing with boys' toys and playing video games targeted towards male audiences, which is basically stereotyping if you think about it.

When I came out to my parents, they said that they should take me to see a psychologist, and they said I was better off being a boy. The following week, my dad noticed I was wearing eyeshadow one morning, and he started lecturing me about why I can't be a girl. He said that this was a bad influence on me and it was a very upsetting topic for my mother, and when I asked him if I had to be cisgender, he said yes. Well, I obviously wasn't happy about that, and when he said I should give the eyeshadow palette I got from my friend at school the week before back to her (it was never used before she gave it to me, don't worry), I said no. FUCK NO. I wasn't going to detransition just to make my parents happy.

One morning when I was helping my brothers clean up our bedroom, my younger brother found my eyeliner pencil on the window sill, and when I told him it was mine, he said "I KNOW YOU'RE TRANS BUT I DON'T CARE", which really hurts thinking about it now. This was the tragic reality I was living in. Living in a transphobic household with an unaccepting family. It hurt me more than I can express in words. Not to mention he and his friends were deadnaming me in a now-deleted Discord server where I told them I went by Adriana, so yeah. I'm still close to my brother, but I don't know what to say.

Since then, I've been too scared to express myself. I haven't told them I'm also genderfluid and non-binary, and I know they won't approve of that. I'm too scared to apply makeup, I'm too scared to crossdress, and I'm too scared to tell others I'm a transgender, genderfluid, non-binary and omnisexual girl who goes by Adriana. As a result, I've become genderfrozen. If you don't know what that means, it's when a genderfluid person becomes stuck in one gender for an extended period of time. Being around my unaccepting family, and not having the courage to come out to others, has left me genderfrozen as a boy.

A cisgender, heterosexual boy.

That is not who I want to be. I don't want to be a boy. I absolutely fucking despise being male. I hate my deadname. I hate how I look as a boy. I hate having a fuckload of body hair and facial hair. I hate that my hair becomes all greasy, oily and yucky again two days after I wash it. I fucking hate everything about being a boy. Nothing about being a boy feels right to me.

I haven't come out to my teachers at school, and I haven't come out to my other family members either. In fact, I'm way too scared to come out to anyone else other than my friend, as she's the only one in real life who really supports me. I'm so shy and timid that I've become such a nervous wreck and I don't know how I'm going to come out to others. I've had to stand there and suffer in silence while people deadname me, unaware that I'm a girl stuck in a guy's body, all because I'm so afraid to come out. I'm so scared to come out at school because I know I'll get bullied. Every time I'm deadnamed, it makes my skin crawl with cringe. It lowkey feels worse than being misgendered, and that's saying something.

My gender dysphoria is getting worse and worse as time goes on, as I start to resent my body and how I look more and more. I feel like a husk. I feel as if I'm a hollow shell. I feel like I'm being held at gunpoint. I feel as if I'm standing on the edge of a building.

Life is hell for me right now. School is unforgiving, especially for someone like me who has autism and ADHD. Having to keep this secret all to myself, just because I'm too much of a pussy to tell others, is hurting me exponentially more and more every single day. I genuinely want to cry everyday, but I just can't get the tears to flow down my face, no matter how hard I try. It just breaks my heart.

Hopefully I can pluck up enough courage to come out to others, and find others in real life who support me as a member of the LGBTQ+ community. Life may be shit right now, but it won't be that way in the future. It may take time, but I will get there. I won't give up.

So anyway, that's it. I had lots of shit I needed to get off my chest, and I think that's all I have to say. I love all of you who support me, and I know this isn't the end. ❤️

TL;DR: I've been extremely scared to come out to others, and I'm tired of pretending to be a cishet boy. Life is currently a living nightmare for me, but I know it'll get better in the future.

[bucciarati-answers]

What was your parents' reaction when they found out that you are boy?

"When I found out about being transgender, mom wasn't there anymore, but..."

Omg flashback yay!