some musings on transmasc mulan:
i think the reason why Reflection & mulan as a trans man is impactful to me is the fact that mulan appears as a woman and has the social role of a woman. i love rep of transmascs who are fully transitioned/present masc or male! but ive thought a lot about the erasure & invisibility of transmascs throughout history. the bits of our history we do have tend to be people who had the ability to pass as men, but there were undoubtedly so many trans men&mascs who lived as women, who could not pass well enough to live full-time as a man, who were wives and mothers! and idk i find it really impactful to read Reflection as the pain of a trans man in the closet, or who doesn't even realize that being a man is a Thing they can Do. i love how it touches on the pain of failing to be a woman. i think part of it is how often people want to dissociate trans men from misogyny, or at least control how we are "supposed" to relate to it. again, the mainstream (queer) narrative around transmasc history (and present) is trans men who could/can pass as cis men, who live their lives fully stealth. but there are and always have been many transmascs who live as women, most or all of the time, and who have to struggle with the demands of misogyny to be good daughters/wives/mothers, and the knowledge that to be a trans man would make you such a disgrace and disappointment ("if i were truly to be myself, i would break my family's heart"). i think its important to give a voice to the trans men past and present who live as women and their gendered experiences! i desperately want to give a voice to every trans man throughout time who lived and died in a dress, who had children, who thought they were the only one or who didn't even understand what or why they were.
obviously mulan does crossdress and does pass as a cis man, but specifically "Reflection" to me means a lot because i love how it can be read to be an expression of closeted transmasculinity. with transmascs, the bits of history we do get are constantly scrutinized by everyone; there's an unspoken rule of "cis woman until proven otherwise, why do you want to erase women?" and again! thats just when it comes to "women who crossdress" situations! people are so stingy when it comes to who they will "allow" transmascs to claim, seeing a "feminine cis woman" expressing transmasculinity feels transgressive in a very good way to me. also, i think we need more recognition that there are a lot of feminine women who really wish they were men (because they are), and its important to represent that experience and make it clear that being feminine (while presenting as a woman, or in general) does not mean you can't be a man.
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Mikey is sooo the type of boyfriend to hold your hands while he fucks you.
You don´t even care on how roughly your back is pressed against the wall of a random storage room of fazbear´s,or about how his hard on is pressed insistently against your hip,not that you can when his mouth is so busy giving atention to your neck.
The open mouthed kisses on your neck were gentle,like the soothing feeling of his hand always gripping your delicate one. The grip suddenly gets tighter when the kisses that were taking gasps out of you turns into possessive bites,the both of you having the amazing feeling that youre being marked.
The only moment your eyes shot open is when his hand left yours,but only for a split second to grab your waist and pull you into his lap while he sits on a chair in the corner. You fail to stifle a needy whimper when he roughly presses your drenched pussy against his boner. His smirk shows you he didnt missed it.
"Youre liking this arent you?" His lips are toying with the lobe of your ear "Naughty girl" His low guttural chuckle ignites something in you.
"Please mikey..." Boy,he swears he will never get tired of his name coming out your pretty lips with a beg.
"Relax princess,ill give you just what you need."
And the last thing you recall befre being ravashed and getting absolutely cock drunk is his hands once more holding yours tenderly.
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Karl Heisenberg who doesn’t know how to face his feelings and who is unfamiliar with domestic affection so instead of outright telling/showing you how he feels he brings random things to you as an offering, sort of like a cat.
“Heisenberg, what is this?” you ask, staring at what appears to be a roughly shaped swan, made entirely out of metal. to be fair, it looks more like a mutation of the bird but you don’t want to offend him.
“…” he gives you a dead stare and says absolutely nothing and just looks at you, waiting for you to pick it up and take it. once you do he just leaves the room and doesn’t bring it up ever again.
this is different than when he’s showing off his other creations to you because when he’s doing that he’s loudly parading around his factory as he gloats about his genius. but when he’s showing you something specifically made for you he’s dead fucking silent.
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Lord Death Man:
Lord Death Man: Hi.
Red Hood: Hello... who are you again?
Lord Death Man: I am Batman's nemesis, Lord Death Man and you-
Red Hood (sighing annoyed): I remembered your voice. The voice is back in my brain.
Orphan: Hi, Death man, good to see you again. All in one piece this time.
Lord Death Man: Good to see you as well. Thanks for sewing me back up after you tricked me into stepping on the land mine.
Orphan: It's the least I can do... even though you're incredibly annoying.
LDM: You are such a kidder. Now where is Batman! I am ready to fight him for he is my-
Red Hood: I fucking can't with this voice!
Red Hood shoots LDM in the chest and walks off. Orphan follows behind him.
Orphan: What do you think he wants?
Red Hood: Don't care, let's hurry before he revives himself.
Lord Death Man standing a few seconds later.
LDM: Hey, hey get back here and take me to Batman!
Red Hood: Run!
Orphan: On it!
The two run away as LDM chases them.
Orphan: Wait, can I borrow your gun?
Red Hood: Uh, sure.
Orphan takes the gun and shoots Lord Death Man in different fatal (but can't kill him) spots while counting: Un, deux, trois, quatre et cinq.
Lord Death Man drops to the ground, twitching.
Orphan: We have five minutes because I shot him in the throat and crotch, which takes longer to bounce back from. You have to shoot him more than once and I used all your bullets.
Orphan tosses Jason his gun back and walks off, humming. Red Hood looks at his gun and then Orphan. He follows behind her half impressed, but confused.
Jason: How did you figure out the crotch thing? Orphan, I need an answer to this.
...
Hours later
Beast Boy: Don't freak out, but there is a man with a skull watching us from a distance.
Dick Grayson sighs and continues drinking his coffee.
Dick: Not even turning around.
Beast Boy: Hey.. Hey buddy?
Grayson pinches the bridge of nose.
Dick: Don't wave at him.
Beast Boy: Shush, skull guy, who are you?
LDM: Um... Larry.
Beast Boy: Larry?
Dick Grayson's eye twitches and he crushes his coffee cup in his hand.
Beast Boy: Okay your reaction makes me want to ask him more. Hey, Larry... why the heck you spying on us?
Larry: Not you, the other one. He knows Batman and I am his nemsis!
Beast Boy: He's not in disguise, how do you know it's Nightwing?
Larry: ... Cause I have eyes. The eye mask doesn't hide much.
Dick lifts his head, enraged. Larry said his trigger word.
Dick: You're about to find out why he's called Lord Death Man. Larry, let's talk!
He stands and walks over to Lord Death Man and pummels him in the thankfully empty diner.
Beast Boy: Yeah, he doesn't like people insulting the eye mask.
...
Lord Death Man (barely) remains hidden behind a tree. Stephanie (in Spoiler disguise) spots him while apprehending Kite- Man.
LDM: 'Scuse me, have either of you seen Batman!
Spoiler: Oh Christ not you again.
Kite-Man: Who is he and why does he sound like skeletor? Great show, btw. You should check it out.
LDM: I am LORD DEATH MAN and I am Batman's nemesis!
Kite-Man: Nemesis?
Spoiler: Rival, he means rival.
Kite-Man: Oh like us?
Spoiler: Everyday I know you I regret my life choices. Lord- I can not call you that name, I'll just say Skeletor. Skeletor, Batman is not around... he fell into a portal and won't be around for a while. Long while. Leave Gotham while. The guy you've seen isn't the Batman... he's uh...
Kite-Man: A man bat! Who has no idea who you are. The real Batman won't be back for a week or so. Right, rival?
Kite-Man elbows Spoiler with a smile. She sighs then nods.
Spoiler: Yup, man bat and he doesn't know you. I can call Red Hood, Orphan or Nightwing instead. Nightwing especially wants to deal with you again.
LDM backed away terrified, running off at such a speed it leaves a dust cloud.
Spoiler (regret in her voice): Thank... you.
Kite-Man: No prob, rival. Thanks for saying Skeletor. Does he talk like that all the time?
Spoiler (nodding): His voice is stuck in my head like a mind numbingly catchy song. The skull is his head too.
Kite-Man: If his head is nothing by a skull how does he speak clearly?
Spoiler: Nobody has figured it out yet. He makes me appreciate the villains I have.
Kite-Man (happy): I needed that compliment, Spoiler. Thank you.
Spoiler: The moment I said that I regretted it. Let's get you to jail so I can go home.
Spoiler finishes locking the cuffs and turns Kite-Man around to walk him to a precinct.
Spoiler: You got a venue you for the wedding yet?
Kite-Man: Yes, the church we attend. Well she goes there more than me, but it's a nice set up. You want me to send you the invitation or hand it to you when we meet up again?
Spoiler (sarcastically): Oh hand it to me when we meet up I totally won't use it to have Batman track and arrest you.
Kite-Man (missing her tone): Good looking out. Glider says 'hi'.
Spoiler: Fan-tastic.
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