#ghoul HRT

[ghoulsbian]

do we think ghoul HRT is chemically different from human HRT in any way? and also, would most ghouls who are on HRT be DIYing it since healthcare is very inaccessible to them? or, are there some ghoul doctors who specialize in gender affirming care for ghouls?

[blood-injections]

Happy slightly belated trans day of visibility from the hrt siblings.

[ghoultrifle]

what if i said dew/swiss mentor/mentee where dew is ever so helpful in helping out the new summon with the side effects of hrt.

(nsfw ramble below the cut)

"take your pants off for me, sweetpea" dew hums.

"oh- um there's really nothing to see dew i- uh"

"pshh i'm sure there is, go on" he says, stroking swiss' arm to relax him.

swiss nervously thumbs down his basketball shorts and parts his hair to reveal his frankly embarrassing bottom growth.

"oh my little spark, it's perfect! you're doing so well, making so much progress," dew admires. "it just needs a little encouragement, that's all." he hushes the multi ghoul when he tries to speak up, "shh it's okay, just let me take care of it for you, hmm? that's what i'm here for little one."

dew takes swiss' clit in between his thumb and forefinger, stroking lightly, "feels good, doesn't it? do you like it when i touch you?"

"mhm," is all swiss can manage, pre dripping down his thighs. as dew continues to stroke him swiss chokes out "didn't know it could feel this good."

"i know, sweet thing, how were you to know? that's why they assigned you to me, so i can make you feel good. go on, why don't you try it yourself? it's getting nice and big for me now."

swiss nervously replaces the fire ghoul's hand with his own, stroking tentatively as his pre-soaked bottom growth slips from his grip every now and then. "'s difficult. can't. grip it."

"such a good boy asking for help, aren't you? here, let me," he says.

dew places his hand over swiss' to add some friction. that combined with dew's praise has swiss cumming, thanking dew endlessly for his help and immediately scheduling their next mentor session :3

[puppsworld]

Fire ghouls but they're scaly like a dragon.

Just super thick, scaly skin to protect them from the heat.

They shed in the summer and then for like a month after they have really bright colors on their throats (like how some birds are brightly colored to attract mates).

trans ifrit who goes on HRT when he's on the surface and his first shed he gets a bright throat patch and it's just gender euphoria for weeks.

[ashthewaterghoul]

Body & Mind - A Phantom Ghoul One Shot

So Swiss, ever the caring partner, took Phantom’s plate of food and gently knocked on their door. No response came so Swiss tried the handle and found it unlocked. He had just intended on dropping the food by Phantom’s bedside for whenever they woke up but the sight of the little Bug broke Swiss’ heart. They were curled up so small and hidden under many blankets with their back to the door. They had an extremely large plain black hoodie on that Swiss knew had been dubbed their ‘dysphoria hoodie’. Swiss walked around the nest and saw Phantom was awake, staring at nothing while tears rolled down their face. Or, Phantom is feeling dysphoric, and Swiss helps.

Words: 1.9k

Rating: Gen

Relationships: Phantom/Rain, Phantom/Swiss

Tags: Gender dysphoria, hurt/comfort, fluff, they/them Phantom, he/they Rain, transmasc Phantom and Rain, HRT, chest binding, Aether pops up for a second too, and transmasc Dew mention, author is projecting, implied polyghouls.

Warnings: Period talk/period-induced dysphoria, a lil mention of slightly unsafe binding practices and a tiny bit of medical language as Phantom talks about their HRT and their issues with it.

Terms used for Phantom and Rain’s anatomy - Chest and tissue.

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    It was about halfway through the day when Swiss realised he hadn’t seen Phantom yet. The little Bat had been exhausted after getting back from their first tour and Swiss had taken up a few of their duties so they could rest. They both usually at least still saw each other at breakfast, if not lunch. But when Swiss saw the still-full plate by Phantom’s seat at the table, he knew something was up.

    A quick question to Aurora told Swiss that they hadn’t left their room at all yet and she assumed they were just sleeping in. Not even Phantom’s neighbours, Rain and Cirrus, had heard anything from within the room. So Swiss, ever the caring partner, took Phantom’s plate of food and gently knocked on their door. No response came so Swiss tried the handle and found it unlocked. He had just intended on dropping the food by Phantom’s bedside for whenever they woke up but the sight of the little Bug broke Swiss’ heart.

    They were curled up so small and hidden under many blankets with their back to the door. They had an extremely large plain black hoodie on that Swiss knew had been dubbed their ‘dysphoria hoodie’. Swiss walked around the nest and saw Phantom was awake, staring at nothing while tears rolled down their face.

    “Buggy?” Swiss whispered, and Phantom’s violet eyes met his golds.

    “Hi.” Phantom said quietly.

    “Bad dysphoria day?” Swiss assumed by the hoodie but just wanted confirmation, which he got when Phantom nodded, “I’m sorry, baby.”

    Phantom shrugged, “‘s not your fault.”

    “I know, but I hate seeing you like this.” Swiss let out a deep breath, “Can I touch you? Do you want a cuddle?”

    “Please.” Phantom said, and Swiss wasted no time in climbing into the nest and bringing Phantom’s head to rest against his chest while he laid on his back.

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    “Has anything brought this on or is it just one of those days? You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.” Swiss said.

    They groaned, “My period’s coming soon, my chest is sore so I can’t bind, and loads of people online are calling me ‘he’ and some even saying ‘she’. I know the public don’t know, but it still bothers me.” Phantom said.

    “A bit of a downside to the masks and anonymity, I guess, but Frater can find a way to get everyone to know your pronouns, I’m sure.” Swiss said, taking a breath before going onto the next point, knowing Phantom needed logic for their addled brain that wouldn’t be able to find solutions for itself, “Your T hasn’t stopped your period yet?”

    Phantom shook their head.

    “Have you told Aether? He’s managing your prescription, right?”

    “Hoped it would just go away.” Phantom sniffled.

    “Okay, well, how about you tell him? When Dew started his T he had to get an extra shot to stop his period. I’m sure Aeth would do the same for you.” Swiss said.

    “Maybe.” Phantom said.

    “You can ask when you feel more yourself maybe, yeah?” Swiss said and Phantom nodded, “You said your chest is sore?”

    “Always happens with my period.” Phantom said.

    “How much have you been binding recently?” Swiss asked.

    “Like, 8 or 9 hours every day?”

    “When was the last time you took a day off?”

    Phantom went still and blinked rapidly as they tried to remember.

    “Buggy, it won’t help if you’re too sore to bind. You need binder breaks.”

    “I know! I just hate how I look without it. I know I don’t have a lot going on up here,” They gestured vaguely to their chest, “but knowing it’s there makes me feel like a freak.”

    “I think it’s well established that I’m the freak in this pack.” Swiss said, and smiled at the little laugh it drew from Phantom, “Have you ever tried transtape?”

    “No, what’s that?” Phantom asked.

    “It’s the stuff Rain uses. Kinda like KT tape but it’s for your chest. You can wear it longer than you can a binder and safely too.”

    “Will it make me flat?” Phantom asked.

    “Less than your binder, probably, but it will still leave you pretty flat, yeah.” Swiss said, going off what he knew from Rain’s own chest.

    “Do you think Rain would mind?” Phantom asked.

    “He gave you his old binder, I’m sure they wouldn’t.”

    Phantom nodded and snuggled their head further into Swiss’ chest, “Can we just cuddle for a bit longer? When do you have to go back?”

    Swiss angled for his phone and checked the schedule, “Really I should be going back in about half an hour, but I can delay until tomorrow.”

    “What? No.” Phantom moved to their elbows to look at Swiss, “You’ll get in trouble, you can’t!”

    “I don’t give a rat’s ass. You’re more important.” Swiss said, kissing the top of Phantom’s head and guiding them back down to cuddle.

    “It’ll make me feel bad.” Phantom muttered.

    “Well don’t. I’m a grown Ghoul, I can make my own decisions. And I decide to stay with my sexy little bat.”

    “I don’t feel sexy right now.” Phantom said.

    “You’re always sexy to me.”

    “Sure.” Phantom said.

     “What? You are. You’re the most sexy little thing I’ve ever seen.”

    “What about Rory?”

    “She’s pretty.”

    “Dew?”

    “He’s hot.”

    “Rain?”

    “Handsome.”

    “You really think I’m sexy with my face full of snot?” Phantom laughed slightly.

    “Like I said before, I’m the freak of this pack.” Swiss wore his trademark grin as he spoke.

    “Don’t I know it?” Phantom said, their eye-roll practically audible.

    Swiss laughed and kissed Phantom head once more before snuggling into an easy silence, each rumbling out their own purrs as they got comfy. Phantom also started making biscuits against Swiss, kneading along the plump of his tummy. It was a behaviour that never had any sexual motivation behind it for Phantom, and it certainly took some getting used to for the Ghouls when the little Bat first started doing it, but they had all come to love it because it meant Phantom felt safe and secure.

    Swiss was sure he’d fallen asleep at some point as they stayed huddled in the dark room, the food long forgotten. But at some point, the silence broke.

    “Thank you.” Phantom said.

    “For what, Bat?” Swiss asked.

    “For helping me see a bit of logic. I hate my dysphoria.”

    “You don’t have to thank me. I’ll always want to help you.” Swiss kissed Phantom’s forehead.

    They stayed cuddled for even longer until Rain knocked saying it was time for dinner, and with consent from Phantom, Swiss called Rain in and explained the binder situation. Rain preferred transtape because he could swim with it and it didn’t press against his gills like a binder did. They had rolls of it in their room, all different colours and sizes and soon had Phantom picking out a roll of purple.

    Phantom wanted Swiss to stay with them and they kept their eyes shut as they took their hoodie off, and Rain measured out strips of the tape. Swiss was whispering little reassurances the whole time of how amazing they looked, how well they were doing, how flat their chest looked as Rain fixed the strips over their tissue. Phantom felt tears pricking their eyes from the praise.

    “And done.” Rain said as they laid the last piece and threw away the backing, “Do you want to look at it or just put your hoodie back on?”

    Phantom thought about it for a minute, and slowly cracked each eye open. Rain was stood in front of them, blocking the mirror, and also was shirtless revealing his own blue tape. Rain’s chest was similar to Phantom’s, if a bit bigger so Phantom looked at Rain as an estimate for how they looked.

    “C- can I look?” Phantom asked.

    “You don’t need my permission.” Rain smiled, “I’ll move out the way on a count of three, okay? You tell me when.”

    Phantom looked to Swiss who was beaming in pride for the little Quint, “So handsome.” He muttered and Phantom blushed.

    They nodded to Rain and they counted, “1… 2… 3…”

    Phantom’s face remained neutral as they took their chest in. They could still see a bit of the shape of their tissue but they think they could manage it. Rain always looked flat under his t-shirts and so Phantom assumed they would be the same.

    “So, you can leave it on for up to three days.” Rain started explaining, “You can leave it on in the shower and everything too. When you take it off though you need to apply something to the area so the adhesive comes off and doesn’t start breaking your skin. If your skin starts getting agitated or damaged at any point, go to Aether. He’s helped me out a lot with it.”

    Phantom nodded, “W- will you help? When I have to take it off?”

    “Of course, Bug.” Rain came over and stood behind Phantom, chin on their shoulder and looking at them in the mirror. Between that and Swiss still standing nearby staring, Phantom felt themself blushing again and buried their face in their hands.

    “So handsome indeed.” Rain said, putting a small kiss to Phantom’s neck before pulling back, “You want your hoodie back on?”

    Phantom nodded and Rain helped it over their arms and head. They looked at their side profile in the mirror and smiled wide when they looked completely flat, finding they couldn’t stop running a hand over the fabric to smooth it and couldn’t tear their eyes away from their reflection.

    “Come on, Narcissus.” Swiss smiled, “I’m hungry and you’re about to become my dinner if we don’t get moving.”

    “Hey! What about me?” Rain mock-protested.

    “You’d be dessert.” Swiss assured as he held his hand out for Phantom and Rain.

    “That’s acceptable.” Rain said, placing a small kiss on Swiss’ lips before the Multi guided the three of them out to the dining room where everyone else had already started tucking in.

    After they’d finished eating Swiss and Rain got up to leave but Phantom stayed behind. Aether was on pot-washing duty tonight and Phantom saw a good opportunity.

    “Hey, Aeth, can I ask you a question about my hormones?”

    “Yeah, of course. What’s up?” He asked putting down the plate he was washing and giving Phantom his full attention.

    “Sh- should my period have stopped by now?” Phantom asked in a hushed voice.

    “Hmm, how long have you been on T now? 5 months?”

    “Yeah, 6 in a week and a half.”

    “When’s your next period due?”

    “In a few days.”

    “It should have stopped by now, probably. I can’t do anything about this month, but after it’s done come to my office. I can get you started on these sort of booster shots that should stop it, if you want?” Aether said, work voice on despite it being out-of-office hours.

    Phantom smiled and nodded, “Thank you, Aeth.”

    “Of course, it’s my job and you’re pack. Not gonna leave you out to dry. Any other issues with your T or…?”

    “Nope. All good.” Phantom smiled, giving Aether a hug before running back to Swiss’ room.    

In the embraces of the Multi and Water Ghouls, Phantom couldn’t stop purring and kneading along their bodies. The two older Ghouls made Phantom feel loved and very handsome indeed. And with some headway to solving a couple more things with their dysphoria, they smiled at maybe having a life free from that dreadful weight.

One shot master post can be found here!

[skele-bunny]

I've escaped containment bc the t4t Friday got on my dash again and im here to beg for scraps of trans delta pretty please 🥺/silly

ITS STILL FRIDAY!! ITS STILL TRANS FRIDAY DAMNIT!

Trans Delta who's always felt nervous about her form and her body. Always having a strange gut feeling when hearing the words "he/him/ghoul." Takes longer until she meets Mist for the first time.

Ghoulette... She... Yeah... Yeah, she likes that better. Feels better. Feels more accurate.

Letting her hair grow out, silently going to the pharmacy and doctors in the hospital to inquire about what she's feeling like. Comes out to Papa first, Terzo just understanding and never one to judge. It's just a minor uniform change from flat shoes to heels, but Terzo is the one to encourage her to seek out HRT and talk to her pack about it.

Mist, the second. She's just as excited to have another Ghoulette on her team! Helps Delta start expanding her wardrobe, goes with her with her first hrt appointment. The one to help Delta to know what to expect as she starts to experience changes. Ssuuppeerr protective over Delta even more.

Alpha is just as happy! He's always kinda been like a big golden retriever despite his scary appearance and rbf. He's always loved Delta, that'll never change. He's just happy she felt comfortable enough to come to him. Knows the others are accepting but still there at her request for comfort and safety. Loves dropping compliments that's soooo gender affirming and gets Delta all blushy!

Omega, Aër, and Pebble get told at the same time and they're absolutely okay with it! Of course a few curious questions here and there but never invasive or rude. They take courtesy and correct each other if there's an accidental misgender. They loove getting her gifts wether it's clothes, jewelry, or even new decorations for her room.

Pebble got her, her first transflag and she cried so hard over it. It's hung over her desk in her room. She loves it SO much, and a recent addition is a wire with Polaroids on it with pictures of her and her pack <3

Finally, Delta feels secure in her body.

[styxnbones]

i finally got around to watching the fallout show and the whole time i was like "the ghoul *should* be my favourite character, he hits all the tropes and traits that i love in a character but i just feel like he's Missing Something and its not just that i think he should look more fucked up"

and then last night i had a dream where in one of the flashbacks we saw him taking like Sci-fi Vault-tec HRT and woke up like ooooooooh yeah he needs more transmasc swag is what it is

[th3-bl00d-on-yr-hands-rom3o]

tell me more about trans masc jet star omggg

I just think transmasc Jet Star is a great idea full of potential that has barely been explored. Also I'm a little bit sick of Jet Star getting turned into the only girl character and then made into the responsible one and the mum friend who has to look after everyone else all the time. I think it's sexist and mysoginistic and honestly a little bit racist, and I think he deserves the chance to be a stupid teenage boy.

I think his hrt worked way faster than Party Poison's and they are secretly really jealous. I think he's in a t4t relationship with a girl from zone 3. I think he steals Ghoul's eyeliner to draw on mustaches and then xe bitches at him about it. I think him and Kobra have what they call "boys night" where they kick Party and Ghoul out of the diner and invite Cherri Cola over, and then they play a really cursed heavy metal cover of this is home on poorly tuned instruments. Cherri's bass playing is absolutely atrocious, but Jet is a suprisingly good singer. Kobra drums. Their band doesn't have a name yet because they could only think of really terrible T-boy puns and Party Poison vetoed them all when they were allowed to come to a rehersal one time.

[apetitegentleman]

"It's unrealistic that Trans/NB characters exist in Horror/Fantasy"

Look at me directly in the eyes and tell me that, Doctor Frankenstein couldn't be seen as more than a mad scientist but can be Monsters and Ghouls Gender confirming surgeon. Man was like

"Y'know I did it once, I bet I can do it again."

Or Witches, Warlocks and Wizards literally have viles of potions that are permanent or temporary magical HRT or magical artifacts that can be used for Gender confirming people, Sacrifices are welcomed but that requires a lot of blood and materials that takes more than just the typical flick of a wand.

Like we have a Fairy Godmother but honestly she takes forever to respond back for an appointment and she only takes clients, no walk-ins.

Need Top or Bottom surgery if you can't get a hold of Dr Frankenstein? Just call the Ragdolls it's going to hurt like hell, no anesthesia when they Stitch you back up but you bet your ass those results are going to look amazing.

Want to DIY Gender confirming Surgery without a Mage? Necronomicion, Chalk Circles, Summoning Circles, Alchemy come in many different ways. (It's risky to do but we won't stop you.)

Undead? Necromancer will be able to help out with the parts you need, fresh corpses fresh stitch.

Ghost? Don't worry you're the most non-binary person in this room, Your deadname literally means what your name was in your last life don't keep it if you don't want to.

Want to voice train? Ghosts and Zombies are your best bet, they really know how to use thier voice the best and they usually have Videos about it onto how to pronounce and explain things.

[skywarpie]

https://www.tumblr.com/skywarpie/766523522384379904/kuzcosources-illness-sickness-starters-from

If you’re doing them

Rain carer choice. “You are sick, and I am taking care of you. You don't have a choice”

Copia “No, I'm not pregnant, I just have a stomach bug.” “Don't leave me alone.”

Illness/Sickness starters

Your wish is my command. 🫡

--

They'd been staring at him oddly recently. Not just a couple of them. No, all of them. It sit his nerves aflame. He felt fine. (He did feel fine, right?) He looked normal, maybe a little more tired but, normal. What if ghouls were like dogs who could predict illness? Oh fuck, was he on the verge of a stroke?!

Well, he was constantly stressed..No, he wasn't going to have a stroke.

Days turned into weeks and the staring got more and more profound. On top of that, anytime he tried to so something, one of them was stepping in and explaining that they should be getting it and he should just rest.

Cirrus had even scolded him for making a sandwich. A sandwich!

Copia knew he wasn't the most mentally stable, per-say, in the ministry. He had a tendency to fall into low ruts where it would take months to coax him from it. But that didn't mean he was incompetent! He was a grown man, for fuck’s sake.

It's when the fatigue and nausea hit that he knock on to his knees.

It had started as waking up early one morning.

He'd been styling his hair and making sure his mustache was all in line when the worst nausea he'd ever felt over came him. It forced him to grip the sides of the sink as he tried to breathe his way through it.

Easier said than done.

It had ended with him hugging the toilet and emptying the contents of his stomach. It was hard to tell how long he was there. Time tended to stop when you were busy puking.

The rest of the day he'd felt much the same. And the next morning. Then the next. And the next. Until finally he was sitting on his tiny mattress, head in his hands and legs stretched out across the floor.

As soon as Rain had seen him in his office like that he'd clearly boasted: "You are sick, and I am going to take care of you. You don't have a choice."

And so he was dragged back to his sad little room, with his sad little bed and sad little TV. He needed go get back to work but eat time he stood the world spun.

"Careful!" The water ghoul hissed as he wrapped protective arms around the Cardinal. "You will hurt yourselves."

Yourselves? Since when was he plural?

The look on his face must have read clearly because the ghoul cocked his head, eying him.

"If you don't take care of yourself, then you're not taking care of the kits."

"Kits?!" Copia had jostled his way free from Rain, trying to ignore the light headedness and panic that was quickly spilling over. "What in Belial's name are you talking about?"

Rain had stared at him long and hard. Almost like he was studying him to confirm an unknown question.

"You do not know?"

"Know what!? That I'm sick?"

Rain's eyebrows rose and then fell. "Kits." He reiterated, placing a hand on Copia's soft belly.

"Get off of me!" He had panicked, shoving the ghoul away and wrapping his arms around himself in hopes to quell his nerves. "I'm not -- No, I'm not pregnant. I just have a stomach bug."

Sure he still had all the working parts. As with everyone, their transition is different. Copia had considered top surgery, but needles worried him and besides, his upper half wasn't so big that he couldn't squeeze into a binder and completely ignore it.

Testosterone had done wonders with filling out his body, adding fat to all the necessary areas to give a fuller figure. He'd even been able to grow his little mustache and sideburns. Hell, he hadn't even had to worry about a period in nearly twenty five years. Yea, he knew hrt wasn't birthcontrol, but it hadn't failed him yet...until now apparently.

There was also the fact that he was in his mid forties. Not completely out of the window, but closer to the 'you will never have to worry about that again' period.

Thoughts consuming him, Copia had began to shake violently.

He'd always thought it'd be nice to have kids, but he never seemed to find a permanent partner until he met Aether and the others. Plus caring for a tiny human seemed fucking terrifying.

He'd watched from the corner of his eye as Rain made his way to the door.

"D-dont leave me alone." Copia hated the way his voice cracked but so many things were currently running through his head right now. If left alone, there was no clue what he'd end up doing.

The ghoul happily wrapped themselves around him, nuzzling his midsection fondly. "You did not know?"

Copia stared down with wide eyes. "Clearly not."

[infectiouspiss]

all the killjoys have been on hrt for various amounts of time okay come here

transfemme jet star she's on estrogen as often as she can ration it (about 2 pills a week) it's all gone to her tits and ass

trans guy kobra kid spent about 4 months straight on testosterone and now occasionally gets some spare gel from other guys around the zones

party poison tells everyone they're on different hrt all the time, in reality they just stole some of kobras testosterone a few times and enjoy fucking with people

fun ghoul will consume anything he's dared to. hes eaten estrogen patches before. nobody knows how he's alive.

[blood-injections]

A question for my fellow tumblr killjoys.. if I was to start commissions or selling prints of my art or maybe stickers and stuff would you guys be interested?? I also have photography I could sell prints of, cool nature stuff if you or your folks need some home decoration and I have some decent pics from my Mcr concert last year and some better, more recent pics of the sound of animals fighting! To look at my art just go through my ‘Corvids art’ hashtag and if you wanna see that photography(Mcr pics are there but tsoaf aren’t yet I need to upload some more stuff) you can click here. Anyway just please please lemme know in the tags or replies or whatever. If enough people are interested ill start this stuff in a couple months I gotta get some stuff sorted out first

[cedarnommer]

There's a big and frankly stupid debate about trans women in sports and how we're supposedly predisposed to win in sports. I'll talk personal experiences rather than some big research. Not that people that hate trans women care for what we say, but I digress.

Prior to being on HRT, my body had a far higher nmol of t than actual cis men. It hovered between 230 and was almost above 250. The dysphoria I felt from that was awful. I was aware that at some point I had the crazy ability to just repeat a physical exercise a bunch and get muscular rapidly. I always avoided arm exercises yet I could lift up fairly heavy things. After starting estrogen, I noticed that I got weaker. After I started taking t blockers, it became significantly more apparent. Groceries of 5-10 kg that became easier to carry around now feel like me trying to carry them in my preteens to early puberty time.

None of this is to say cis women are weaker. Since our bodies are not absolutes and some cis men have lower t and some cis women higher t. But, trans women are likely to be taking some form of t blockers if transitioning. And this does affect our physical strength a lot.

The sports discourse is a fascinating intellectual tool used by actual sexists. It isn't necessarily just transmysogynist in its structure. The core argument made is that women are more physically weak than men. Therefore women need intervention so that they're protected from the physically superior men. It asserts that a patriarchal hierarchy is natural and actually beneficial to women. And I feel like it's this logical tool which tricks people into assuming this is to their benefit. We're nothing but a tool for actual cis men to assert themselves and gain power. So people that use the label feminist yet defend these actions aren't all that feministic. It reminds me of how many issues second wave feminism had in the US due to excluding non white women and lesbians. This isn't real feminism in this case. It gives acknowledgement that men are indeed superior and all feminism amounts to is an idea to beg and seek approval of spaces that men decided for women.

But all I hear is how we, trans women, dominate women's sports. Most of us can't even lift a bag of groceries well, let alone dream of doing this. The other rhetorical reasoning behind this is to belittle and attack our femininity as trans people. Our womanhood is denied while we're also called failed males. And ya know, this rhetorical idea was used by white feminists in the past to deny non-white women too. You're not the defender of women you think you are, if you're not seeking genuine liberation from this garbage gendered system.

But what do I know. I'm just the supposed weak "man" that's also somehow super powerful and superior to cis women. I'm also supposedly having a super imposing male privilege because everything I say is heard and enforced over cis women while people debate my literal right to pee in a public restroom.

Do I feel privileged and mighty? No. And I certainly doubt I can overpower cis women. And to be quite honest, I don't understand why I'm supposed to. I've never understood why men have this idea of domination and aggression. That should hint to you that I'm not a man.

Trans rights. Women's rights. The ghouls that enforce all this suffering can go to hell.

[leighways]

Henlo!👋 You look so much different than the last time I saw you. You must be so pleased! Also, what does your necklace mean? Do I detect homemade Ghost merch? 👀

EYYY HELLO THERE!! TYSM!!!!

I've gotten a LOT of comments on how angular my face has become lately and it never hurts to hear it again :) :) I didn't realize the overall shape change was something I'd get so soon on HRT and I'm definitely happy with the results!!

Also no, sorry. Although I can see how it looks a bit like one of the alchemical symbols the ghouls have worn over the eras, the ruin on my necklace (AR) is short for Aether Realm—my all time favorite band :)

The homemade part, however, you're 100% correct about! Their bassist actually whittles and laser cuts these himself. I got mine about a year ago when I met him + gave him some fan art for the first time and I've rarely taken it off since.

Some process photos he's shared with the chat:

[mapsofnonexistentplaces]

sorry everyone who has commissioned me recently i promise i’ll be done with pics soon unfortunately i keep getting migraines and i have not drawn in like 2 weeks so i feel like a ghoul. and i have to do another blood test before starting hrt. which will happen in like less than 2 weeks. needless to say. having a time

[horrorjournalist]

A handy guide to DIY HRT for zombies and other undead ghouls