#hp trans positivity

[cherry-pop-elf]

Every Perfect Curve

George Weasley x Chubby Reader

You had given birth to your sweet little Freddy a while ago. While finally having a moment to yourself, you can’t help but feel self conscious that you haven’t ’bounced back’ like so many others have. George is there to remind you that you are just stunning. Even if you never ‘bounce back’ as they say

Warnings: 16+, Body Dysphoria, Trans Masc coded but over all discussion of weight gain, flirting, sexual content ((no sex)) nursing, postpartum, After The Deathly Hallows Content, Pregnancy

Writing Coms Open

“This used to fit-!” You sniffled, as you were fighting with your body. Trying so hard to get your pants on. You haven’t worn pants since your second trimester. You wanted to wear pants again, but it doesn’t seem like that will happen. You couldn’t even get them past your thighs. It was so frustrating, how much weight you had gained.

“Jellybean, you just had a baby. You think Mum is built like a string bean like the kids she popped out?” George tried to explain, as he was undoing his suit jacket. So happy to have the work day done with, and finally spend some time with his family. You, little Freddy, and Bill with his own pregnant wife.

Since after the war, Bill figured to return back to Gringotts. Stable job, close to George, well paying, and those goblins actually gave him medically paid vacation leave for every time the week of the full moon was coming. It was perfect. Also, he won’t lie, was nice to have a part time job at WWW. Everything was perfect, besides well….The hormones.

“But she had seven kids! I just had one-!” You sniffled. Luckily, George was a fourth kid of seven. He knows a thing or two about someone with hormones. Especially ones with postpartum. Molly had caught some after Ron, funny enough. He knew not to poke the bear, too much.

Before he could stop you, you were already crying. “I’m so fat-! Look at my chest! Look at my thighs! I’m covered in stretch marks, and I can’t wear clothes right anymore! I’m bigger than a inflatus charm! How can you even stand the sight of me?!” You sobbed, as those hormones were just destroying your head space. He let you scream it out, having long since casted a silencing charm on your shared bedroom. Just letting you scream it out. Better out than in.

“Jellybean-“ He cooed, as he would leave himself in his dress shirt now. He would sneak behind you, and wrapped his arms around your stomach. Happily tracing over your stretch marks, and resting his head on yours. Just looking into the mirror, and seeing you struggle. Wet tears and all. He didn’t see what you saw. He saw someone he loved. Every inch of you was devine. Every stretch mark, roll, and sag. That was you.

“Jeans are uncomfortable anyway.” He tried to joke with you, as he scratched his finger on the rough denim. Going to make a disgusted face at the texture. Despite your tears, you couldn’t stop your smile. Damn him. He always found a way. You hated how he made you smile, as you now over thought. Were you crying for attention now? Were you making a big deal out of nothing? Luckily, your husband was quick to distract you from such scary thoughts.

“Come on. You like my pants anyway.” He added. Given how tall he was, the fabric was able to stretch around you easier. You didn’t even have a chance to argue, before he found a pair of his old pajama pants. You figured not to fight him, and soon sat on the edge of the bed. He pulled the jeans off, and helped you into the old soft fabric. Just pampering you. Kissing those newly soft features, and admiring you. Kissing that belly, that took care of your shared little boy. Admired those thighs, and appreciated those stretch marks from that hard working body.

“Much better?” He asked, as they were able to properly fit. Given the height, there was plenty of fabric over your stomach. Enough to even pull the plaid high enough to not drag on the ground. He even worked on making sure you had some nice warm socks, so you didn’t get chilly. Making sure you were as cared for as you deserved.

“Shut up.” You huffed, but he knew you were just frustrated with your body. He knew what that was like. Losing an ear sure makes life hell. If anyone can relate to hating your own body, it’s him. He would let you be frustrated, as he tried to make sure you were comfortable. Seems your top wouldn’t be next, as you two heard noises from the living room.

“ACK-! FLEUR HELP-!” Bill shouted, followed by the devious giggles of your son. Next were the sweet giggles of the Half Veela, as she was most likely working on saving her partial werewolf groom. The giggles of your son gave you a brief smile, but your eyes were on your body again.

“Hey, look at me-“ George would soon cup your face, so to make sure you stopped looking at yourself. “You have a body of a mother, a parent. All this squish was used to make sure our little boy was born happy and healthy.” He tried to reassure you, with a kiss to your lips. With his face with yours, he reached to his dress shirt. He took it off, and soon slipped it on you. He left it unbuttoned, so your sore breasts didn’t get more irritated. Yet still feel somewhat covered.

“And these-“ He gently touched said breasts, making sure to not irritated your sore nipples. “These are big because someone here eats like a Weasley. Playing with them more than me! That little bugger-“ And you laughed. He got you to laugh, and he was grinning with pride.

Speaking of hungry, a shrill cry was soon from the living room. “He eats like a Weasley alright-“ You sighed, but felt a bit more confident now. He was right. You were big because Freddy needed a lot of nutrients. Your breasts were large because he needed to eat a lot. Your body was built for your son to thrive. Being squishy wasn’t so bad. Right?

The both of you were quick to come to your living room, and soon seen Bill trying his best to distract Freddy from his hungry belly. Tickling him, and making little animal sounds. That seemed to entertain the little ginger, as he cooed. Fleur was even doing the same, as she sat with him. The wolf, and the harpy. Chirps and barks.

“His first words are going to be growls, knock it off-!” George would, playfully, say. That made them look over. Bill was quick to cover his eye, given the other one was blind, as to give you privacy. Despite the fact he had seen you nurse before. You still appreciated the gesture, regardless.

“Oh hush-“ Fleur tsked, before she would hoist herself up. Using the side of the couch for support, as so to make sure you had all the space on the couch to feed your son on. You wanted to tell her she didn’t have to, but she was in that Tri Wizard Tournament for a reason. She knows how to be strong.

“Come here, sweetie-“ You shushed, as Bill handed you your son. Those big eyes of his just glowing, and his chubby little fingers reaching for you. Your eyes, and George’s hair. Such a sweet thing. Seeing those chubby hands made you think about your chubby figure. Much like he will, you’ll out grow yours one day. If not? Well, least you know you’ll use it to make sure your son is taken care of. Because that soft body was soothing his upset stomach already. Just snuggled into your warm breasts.

“When will I get a turn?” George asked, as you smacked his shoulder. “Hey-!” He whined, as you rolled your eyes. You would soon be on the couch, and brought your legs up. Left to rest in your husbands lap, as Bill got you some pillows for your back. Your husband rubbing your feet, as you let Freddy nurse. Gentle with his fluffy ginger hair, and admiring him.

“Oh he is so handsome-“ Fleur cooed, as she watched. She was due any time now, as well. Having her watch you nurse was very useful for her. That also made you feel better. If you didn’t get so chubby, Fleur wouldn’t get to see what would happen with her. To see how much it helps with her soon to be child. Maybe being larger wasn’t as ugly as you thought. There was so much beauty in it. Beauty in using what you had to help others.

“Hungry thing.” Bill snorted, as his wife gently smacked his own arm. “If not for the hair, that appetite says Weasley all over it.” George echoed. You rolled your eyes, as your son kept nursing away. Needing to stuff his belly full. Was ages, but he finally was satisfied. With a cloth over your shoulder, you would gently burp him.

“He’s picking up signlaguge so quickly. Swear he will be better at it than me before he’s even two-!” George scoffed, but those eyes were sparkling. He was proud of his smart baby boy. “And soon French-“ Fleur echoed. “Arabic ain’t that bad-“ Bill tagged in. “And of course Romanian.” You vouched for Charlie. “Smart ass baby.” George snorted, before you kicked his thigh.

This moment was soothing. All just parents, together, with your children. Gentle learning for Fleur, and comfort. George was right. Your body was built for something. It was built to take care of your baby boy, and help Fleur learn how to treat her own baby. Being chubby wasn’t a sin. Just as much as being skinny and muscular had its benefits, so did being soft and squishy.

“There we go-“ You smiled, as he gave his little burp. “Much better, hm?” You smiled, as you would bring him to lay on your chest. Just like that, he was knocked out. Sleeping soundly, on your soft breasts. Listening to your heart beat, and able to take a well deserved nap.

“He got that from Fred. That was the only way we could tell you two apart. Whenever Fred was done feeding, he knocked right out. You? You got more energy, and got so excited you ended up throwing up.” Bill chuckled, as that seemed to comfort George. He missed his Fred, but knowing a part of him was still around made him smile. His hand ever so gentle on his son’s back, as he gently rubbed your own stomach. Admiring your stretch marks.

“This might be soon, but do you think-?” George questioned, as he kept tracing the indents in your skin. Another kid, already? You couldn’t blame him, though. He was a magical identical twin. The idea of growing up an only child sounded horrifying. Bro to mention big families is all he knew. Maybe…..

You looked to your sleeping son, and your own body. A smile crossed your lips, as you soon help George’s hand. “Plenty of nutrients for a round two, huh?” You joked. You were able to joke about your own body, and that cleared any worry George had. The two of you were financially fine, and had plenty of support.

He kissed your lips, before kissing your son’s head. A tiny little smile crossed those chubby little cheeks, and you had to wonder why you ever thought chubby cheeks could be so horrible. Your son had the prettiest cheeks around, and you hoped your next kid could have them all the same. Pretty, chubby, features.

[cuntnikida]

You want to fix her. I want her to destroy me. We are not the same.

[i-am-trans-gwender]

Could estrogen have saved Nylarthotep?

[tqila-sunset]

i would never @ my beloved vlogbrothers about this bc that would just be drama bait. with that in mind:

i was reminiscing about my history as a nerdfighter (The community / fandom centred around the Green brothers as artists, educators, personalities, & role models) and got one of Hank Green[ and The Perfect Strangers]'s old Harry Potter songs stuck in my head - by virtue of just remembering it exists - and just kinda being grimly amused by such an earnest and loving song dedicated to an artist who is just a known massive piece of shit at this point.

and also just being amused and disappointed in the naivete of both 12 y/o me and uh *checks notes* 34 y/o Hank in thinking this billionaire-brit must be pretty cool and decent bc she's a philanthropist who owns an IP we like. The best parts of her work (and based on the critical love they give their own online community I think the Green Bro's know this) were the bits that had nothing to do with her. at the far end of "not canon" is not-for-profit fandom stuff that's talked about between a small group of friends. but there are also just so many people who made HP more than just one shitty white cishets work. Every director, concept artist, editor, actor - as well as otherwise BtS workers like VFX artists, caterers, and custodial staff - added to this work. And it's sad how deeply it's all been stained by her bigotry and ignorance.

I do ultimately think it's Not Good™ to buy and promote any of her work but in this small semi-private space I just wanted to talk about my ✨feelings✨

[unforth]

Heyo I don't want to reblog anything related to the anti-semitic terf propaganda game on my dash but just a note that I'm Jewish and I have a trans kid and if you do literally anything that puts so much as a penny in JKR's pocket, much less if you actually buy this piece of shit game, kindly fuck off my blog. Thank you!

(I don't judge people for still loving Harry Potter. I can't get past who she is to still enjoy the nostalgia or bring back the happiness it once brought me, but if you can, you do you. But the minute it goes from "making fan content and rereading the books" to "still buying merch, games, tie-ins, etc." that's a hard line for me.)

[spacecasehobbit]

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[drewsb12]

Probably going to delete this cause it's bound to bring me some hate, but...

I hate how people make it sound like every Harry Potter fan is a transphobe and whatnot. Just cause we decided to keep liking a piece of media we've always loved independently of who the author is.

I loved HP before I even knew that books had actual authors and didn't just pop into existence on their own.

I don't care who wrote it, I'm still going to enjoy the series. It's just annoying that I keep seeing people say it's basically a hate crime to still enjoy the series.

If you want to support the trans community (as I do), do it better. Find something to do that is more constructive than hating on people just because they like a series of books or movies.

Anyways, I'll delete this. I just needed to write it down. To help with my frustration lol

You guys' heart is in the right place, I know that, but please. Just leave us be.

Love.

[rovermcfly]

for my new followers:

this blog is trans, nonbinary, just generally queer friendly. I am queer and nonbinary myself. terfs/radfems/exclusionists and the like will be blocked on sight and not interacted with to keep this blog safe for everyone and keep bigots out. that said, this has become a largely escapist space, but don't mistake this blog's silence on topics for personal indifference. if there's any concerns you have (for example you want me to tag something or noticed I reblogged from a known terf or the like) I am always open to the input. I tag #negativity so you can filter it if you want the full escapism experience.

[morayofsunshine]

ecosia search: how to break it to your dad that jk rowling is a huge pile of shit and giving her content attention also gives her bigotry a platform

[allthepandasintheworld]

So I’m noticing a wave of HP fans following me againand I just wanted to let yall know that I’m DONE with that franchise. It’s over. Period.

I will never be making HP fanart again. Why?

I am a trans artist.

The terf who shall not be named does not deserve a single drop more of my creativity, my artistry, or my energy. She doesn’t believe I should exist. She supports organizations that advocate for acts of violence against people like me. She thinks that I’m an “abused woman” and my trans sisters are “sexual predators”. She pays millions to lawmakers and NGOs to create laws that would destroy the lives of people like me. She believes that we are the enemy. How could I possibly support, enjoy, or even like the franchise that gave her the platform to spread this vile bullshit?

Maybe you don’t care. Fine. Just know that she is the reason why I’m not making HP fanart anymore. Just know that I’m judging you for loving fictional characters more than real, living, breathing human beings. I refuse to continue contributing to a franchise owned by a woman who, to this day, attacks my literal right to exist.

[earmo-imni]

Me, months ago: Okay, I have a new Harry Potter OC, and I’ve repurposed the old one so they fit together as half-siblings, but something still feels unbalanced, somehow. ……. Oh, well.

Me tonight, getting hit by a (figurative) bolt of lightning: HOLY SHIT THEY HAVE A BROTHER

[dykesbites]

that twilight post is right ab how hardly anyone talks ab the damage smeyer did towards the quileute and that its hypocritical to engage w twilight yet act superior for not engaging w hp. yes. but youre absolutely fucking joking if you think THAT many people actually give a shit about boycotting/disengaging w hp. SO many people hide behind death of the author and have u forgotten the insane amount of people who bought that stupid blood libel game not too long ago... you can make your point without acting like the JKR evil has been defeated because it absolutely has not been

[rajanilefreak]

So, just reading the a harry potter fic whose author decided they would stop writing it because they didn't want to endorse the original story to others because they don't want anyone to pay a single penny to JKR after all of her transphobia and I'm like: You know there's piracy, right? Just because the author is shit doesn't mean people can't enjoy the work, especially when they can just... not pay for it?

I mean good on them for not wanting to support JKR's bullshit but I think letting her bullshit destroy what enjoyment they could get out of the work feels a bit like letting her win too so YO HO HO it's a pirate's life for me!

[gunsandspaceships]

About HP fandom and JKR

Hate is trending these days, isn't it? First, I want to state my position on JKR: I am a trans guy and I support trans women. To me, trans women are women. Period. I also fully support women's rights. But I do not support extreme views. Any extreme views. I do not support views or actions that are intended to harm people. Thus I do not support JKR's views on transgender women. I also do not support the views of people who hate J.K. Rowling just because of her views. I hope everything is clear with this.

Nobody is perfect. We are biological creatures. Look at our internal organs - it's gross. Why do we think that our inner worlds are better? Each of us has "good" and "bad" sides. JKR has a thing for transgender women, but she helps people with multiple sclerosis. To hate her and wish the worst for her is to hate those people who benefited from her charity. Better wish her understanding of the problems of transgender women. Sometimes people change for the better.

Next. What people have created throughout history is unique and important. We produce what no one else in the world can. No, not only plastic. We produce culture. We create stories. We produce art. We create lives. We live in a multiverse of fictional worlds that we have created for ourselves and for other people. Every one of them is valuable. Losing any of them is a tragedy because each one is unique and impacts other stories, even if sometimes it's not obvious.

Most people before us were homophobic, transphobic, nationalistic, treated women like property and animals like things without feelings. Some of them owned slaves and killed other people. But we all live in the world they created. With all its good and bad. Many of our parents are transphobic and homophobic, but they created us. Many writers, artists, scientists, philosophers, etc. held views that are problematic by modern standards. But they have shaped human literature, art, science and philosophy. Now all of it is ours to enrich with our own stories. We do not start from scratch - we stand on their shoulders.

JKR created Harry Potter fandom. But Harry Potter fandom is not only JKR. It's not her views on trans women. It's much more than that. It's the story she told, and millions of other stories. Including stories of transgender women. I'm sure there are fanfics written by them and fan art drawn by them in the fandom. Do you hate them too?

What you, cancel culture guys, want is to erase human history. Thus destroying the foundation of the present. And ultimately putting an end to the future. Censor all the inconvenient moments. Close eyes, shut mouths, put earplugs in ears. Burn books. Remove all inconvenient people. Witch hunters did the same. Nazi did the same. I know who you are. The worst enemy of humankind.

HP fandom - don't let cancel "culture" discourage you. Don't let it destroy worlds. Live and create.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for getting mad at a friend over Harry Potter?

🏳‍⚧🎊 <- for recognizing this later

I (15X) have this IRL friend who we'll call A (14X). A and I are both under the trans/nonbinary umbrella, which I feel will be important. A also suspects that they have autism, which I won't deny, I feel like they do as well.

A is one of my best friends, and I've known them since we were 8 years old. We generally know what types of media would be considered dogwhistles towards marginalized groups - or so I thought, which is why it surprised me when A said they were getting into a mild HP hyperfixation.

A tends to hop around from fixation to fixation, and currently has been into Percy Jackson for the past month, constantly sending screenshots of their favorite moments in different fanfics to a group chat, including me and another friend, J (14X). I'd been fine with that, as A usually did this with any fixation and I thought it was fine.

One thing I did know is that PJO and HP crossovers are really popular (or at least, they were - not so sure about now), but I didn't think that A would associate with anything relating to HP. But then one day, I saw that A was talking with J about sorting their favorite PJO characters into different Hogwarts houses. If you haven't read HP, the school is called Hogwarts, and there are four houses within the school that you can get sorted into based on personality traits.

This surprised me, a lot. I thought that we all knew HP wasn't the greatest series (romanticization of slavery, anyone?), and that the author herself was a complete piece of shit. But when I voiced this, A basically said that they were rewriting the series to be "gayer" and more trans-accepting.

This troubled me. For one thing, as we were all trans, I thought they would know not to associate with HP in any way, shape, or form. I replied with, "You know JKR thinks people who support her books are transphobic, but are just too afraid to say it, right?" (Yes, I'm fairly sure she did actually say this. I wasn't lying.)

A responded with, "Who cares what JKR thinks? She's a bigot. Separate the art from the artist."

I couldn't do that, personally. HP felt too tainted by JKR's actions and words, and it felt wrong to come up with an excuse to engage with the series. I told A as such, and they replied with, "okay" and haven't responded to me or to the group chat since. J has spoken in the group chat, but hasn't said anything about our debate over HP.

Immediately, I was worried I had upset A too much. I thought they would understand, but I felt like I had accidentally crossed a line with them. I sent them a private message telling them I apologized for upsetting them, but I'm not sorry for what I said about HP. And I can't go to apologize to A in person, because I live an hour away from A and J. J hasn't updated me on A's position at all, and I haven't asked.

So I'm not sure. HP sucks, and I thought A would realize that as a trans person as well, but it also felt like I had personally insulted them by insulting their side fixation.

AITA? TL;DR My friend, A, got a side fixation into Harry Potter. This troubled me, as we are all trans, so I told them off for it, and now they won't talk to me.

What are these acronyms?

[curiositysavesthecat]

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