#my dad that still calls trans women boys that want to be girls

[tanksarefluffy]

Bruh how is my dad that regularly says the f slur the more accepting one out of my parents😭😭😭

[fizzy-tizzy]

Headcanons for all the survivors gender/sexuality

Wilson- Just Kinda decided he was gonna be a boy when he was like 8 and his dad was so desperate for an heir that didn’t want him dead to rights he just kinda let it happen. would fuck anyone but at the same time is not interested at all

Willow- Butch-ish but more in a tomboy kinda way. genuinely likes wearing skirts and more feminine clothing but doesn’t really think she deserves to? if that makes sense? (She doesn’t really feel like a genuine legit girl) hardcore lesbian.

Wolfgang- Very traditionally masculine but in the “My job is to protect and take care of everyone” and not the “im a man so I can do whatever I want” type way. Gay but could totally be in a lavender relationship/marriage and have no problems w/ it

WX-78- Born a cis female, figured out early on that wasn’t right but couldn’t change it until they were an adult. Transed their gender but then figured out being a male wasn’t right either. eventually found someone who felt similarly and abandoned their flesh for the machine. solidly aroace. they’re triple a (agender, asexual, aromantic) just like batteries

Wickerbottom- cis female and “traditionally” feminine, has never felt the need to explore or question it. Used to be married to a man who was secretly gay and looking for someone similarly emotionally unavailable. He has since passed but left wicker a small fortune so. alls well that ends well ig

Wes- kind of a stereotypical femme twink. The kinda gay whos loud and proud and will hit you with a brick if you have a problem with that. feels obligated to help the others try and figure themselves out- esp the ones who are more in denial abt it

Maxwell- I think the idea that max is trans and Jack is cis and they turned out looking the exact same is hilarious. Technically the only ppl who knows he’s trans are jack and charlie- their parents just think he’s a masculine woman and everyone else knows him as a man. Bi and so so weak for bears and gently bossy women.

Wendy- Non-binary but still in the process of realizing it. Does not give a single shit abt romance but would totally be qpp with Webber once they know what that means.

Woodie- Probably Not Cis but has too much religious trauma to even dare questioning himself. He’s like JUST accepted the fact that he’s gay (still thinks hes going straight to hell but we’re working on that) so ynknow baby steps. baby steps. Deffo has a shit ton of body dysphoria due to the wereforms tho

Webber- Since spiders work a lil different in the constant (probably more like bees) there are like three genders Webber could potentially see themselves as. Drone, warrior, and queen. During his childhood he thinks of himself mostly as a drone but as he gets older and his sway over the spiders increases they’ll shift into seeing themselves as more of a queen. But other that he’s pretty much whatever non-spider gender is most convenient. Definitely bi.

Wigfrid- her gender is… strange. What she outwardly presents is her character’s way of presenting herself so ig I see her as kinda fluid? Idk valiant-valkyrie if ur reading this you can probably do a better job of explaining it. you are the defacto wigfrid authority. Definitely lesbian but once again will do whatever the role requires

Winona- Solidly butch lesbian. Definitely a caretaker and a protector but in the butch kinda way and not the femme kinda way. if that makes sense.

Wurt- Butch but hasn’t really realized it yet. does not think human genders apply to her bcs she’s a merm and will 100% be king when she grows up. baby lesbiab. her and wilba’s eventual union shall bring peace to the pig/merm kingdoms once and for all

Wortox- human genders do not apply to him. They are whatever is most convenient at the time. Fluid like loki and bugs bunny.

Walter- if xenogenders existed back then he would totally be like pupgender/buggender. Non-binary but has no problem being called a boy/man. Would be fine with any prns but people have only ever used he/him for him. Probably going to be a monsterf*cker when he grows up.

Wormwood- He is plant. Plants have sexes but no genders and wormwood is intersex anyway but they kinda just chose the first option presented to him once he found the others. Loves all but has absolutely no interest or idea about non-plant reproductive activities.

Walani- Yknow that “as a girl who’s a gross dude men who are fancy ladies are my best friends”? Yeah that’s her and Warly. she’s the emotional support golden retriever to warly’s high-strung cheetah. Lesbian but like. endearingly loser lesbian who’s only ever smooth when she’s not trying to be.

Warly- as mentioned before he is very much a guy who is a fancy lady. Would probably do drag if he had the chance and would 100% be the baddest bitch who makes all the men question their sexuality. Gay and european.

Wanda- doesn’t have time for all that gender questioning bullshit she just wants to kiss women.

Wheeler- Solid futch, leans more feminine or masculine depending on the situation. Woman-leaning bisexual, has probably fucked someone wife and inadvertently caused a divorce.

Woodlegs- pretty solidly cis male but 100% an embarrassing old gay grandpa. Doesn’t know much abt the terminology but is incredibly supportive and was definitely a homewrecker back in the day. Probably got out of at least one arrest by seducing the naval officer meant to bring him in

Wilba- high femme and definitely a baby lesbian. I do really like the idea of her being trans just because why not so why not. She and wurt are fat femme x fat butch once they grow up

Wagstaff- born as a girl but realized he hated it and made attempts to transition early on. Eventually ran away to America to fully transition. Non-binary too but hasn’t realized it yet and just thinks that everyone feels weird when someone calls them mr or sir. men-liker and old man yaoi certified

Wilbur- yes I’m doing the monkey. Gender is a strange concept to him, so he just kinda calls himself male bcs apparently he is? He doesn’t really understand it but it seems to be pretty important in human society so he’ll do it if it means he gets respected as an actual person and not just some sideshow.

[transfemme-shelterdog]

CW: exorsexism, transandrophobia, slurs, brief un detailed mentions and hints to SA, mentions of sex

This is going to be a VERY long anon, i apologize a thousand times, I am very long spoken and wrote about things ive experienced in the last decade of being trans. If anyone is going to respond to this please do so with compassion, not just towards me but to the people I mention, particularly my gfs. Im going to write about some very unhappy moments and i wont be accounting all the very happy moments I shared with these people. I want the take away from this to be “we should do something about the rampant transandrophobia and exorsexism in the community” and not “wow you sound unhappy, break up with ur gf”. Please be kind:

Im very hesitant to send in a transandrophobia/anti transmasc testimony for a couple of reasons. Ive sent someone else some anons about some of my situations before and it resulted in that person receiving more anons directed towards ME shaming me for venting about my trans girlfriend online; as well as some people saying rlly terrible things about my gf and telling me to break up with her and what not. In order to send a full testimony Im going to have to discuss some of those things my gf has said/done to me and im scared to do that because Im scared of what people will say again, Im fully aware of how shitty some of her actions have been but I am only talking about specific instances of our relationship, I wont be writing a novel about the rest of our relationship and how good it is otherwise just to convince strangers on the internet that maybe telling me to “kill” my gf is not a nice thing to say to someone.

Anyways, I wanna start at maybe a decade ago- when I first came out. I had heard about trans people before, and I even knew a few youtubers, but they were all trans women so i guess nothing really clicked for me. It wasnt until freshman year of high school, when I physically saw with my own two eyes that one of my classmates was a feminine trans man and it changed my life. About a week later I decided I was also a trans man and coincidentally my best friend AND my sibling also came out as trans. The next 4 years of high school I used a different name and he/him pronouns among my closest friends. Me and my sibling were (surprisingly) allowed to have autonomy over our hair for the first times in our lives and we both got the ftm pixie cut special lmaoo. My sibling got caught w his online gf by my dad and basically was forced to out himself- he tried telling our dad that he was pansexual and genderfluid (now he IDs as transmasc- not fluid anymore) and for the next 2-3 years i had to listen to my dad make fun of and ridicule those identities and go on long anti trans bathroom rants.

I had a few gfs in high school, when my transness wasnt acknowledged, I was known as “the ugly dyke” that was man hating and annoying. When my transness WAS acknowledged, I had boys harassing my gfs telling them Id never be a real man and that shes going to be disappointed with my “future mutilated penis” and that it would never be as good as “the real thing” (mind you I had never and still have never considered phalloplasty). I remember only really being openly trans on the internet and getting sent horrible shit from strangers- one thing that really stands out was when I was bombarded by a gaggle of cis men calling me a tranny and making assumptions about my body and voice- mind you I was only about 14-15 at the time.

I had that stupid ftm pixie cut for only the first 2 years of high school; i was a scrawny kid and a late bloomer in terms of puberty, Im also latino and very short- I wasnt passing as a boy- I was passing as a really off putting ugly brown girl, and I struggled to make friends. After sophomore year I started letting my hair grow, and my transness became more and more secret, I made friends with girls and crushed on them but kept everything about me a secret- scared that they would reject me and treat me like some mutant monster if they knew the truth. I started talking to boys and sometimes getting their attention. The last 2 years of high school is about when Kalvin Garrah and transmedicalism rose to fame, there was A LOT of sentiments going around about how if you were feminine then you couldnt possibly be a trans man- it all really started to confused me. So i kept trying to fit in with the girls, still using a different name and pronouns with my closest friends- but on the outside i was indistinguishable from a girl. I got braces, hit puberty and grew my hair out. Then I really started getting attention from boys. I did a lot of things i regret- touched people i didnt want to touch and let them touch me where I didnt want to be touched.

I watched how people, especially my peers, reacted to and treated trans people. The transmascs in my classrooms were endlessly mocked and made fun of, seen as ugly dykes and their gender was never respected. I was scared. And confused. The following bit of my life is very complex- and kind of specific- im not gonna go into too many details because I want to remain anonymous, but long story short: the rise of transmedicalism, the transphobia I experienced, and the sense of normalcy I gained from “being a girl” led me to socially detransition, I was still questioning whether I might not be cis but after I ended up essentially running away from my dad, i was basically couch surfing for places to live, and being a girl who could attract men made that so much easier. Men offered me places to live in exchange for… well… me. I ended up an 18 year old girl with a 38 year old boyfriend for over a year (there was 2 other bfs - and with each one i went through some really horrible life shaping trauma- but im not gonna go into that bc it doesn’t rlly have anything to do w me being trans and this anon is already a novel).

Eventually, while still living w one of these men; i met my primary gf, who was still “a boy” at the time. I honestly found her annoying at first cause she was just another annoying guy i worked with that would flirt with me relentlessly; but after we talked about some shared interests, and ESPECIALLY after she dropped me a hint that she was actually a woman - she reeaaally piqued my interest. Eventually we got together, and i came out as a lesbian, and she came out as a woman. She told me she wouldnt have started transitioning if it werent for my support. She told me that i made her feel safe and comfortable enough express her femininity (Which made me feel rlly good) but i remember sometimes feeling like I couldnt express too much of my own femininity and that i was getting pushed into more masculine roles in order to give her the experience of being “the girl” of the relationship.

She had a small circle of trans friends- I opened up to all of them about how I used to be a trans man in high school and how my best friend and my brother was trans, so I was regarded as somewhat a part of the community but I remember wanting to join in on conversations about being trans and holding myself back because “wait.. im not trans…” Eventually, after I was given a gender neutral nickname, I tried coming out to them all as nonbinary. I was still figuring it out myself- everything I had ever heard about nonbinary/genderfluid/etc people up until that point was just cis and trans people alike belittling them and making fun of those identities- so it was very new and scary and i was very hesitant to test those waters. My gf and her friends only somewhat acknowledged my enby identity, but continued to use my legal name and she/her pronouns.

Eventually, those anti trans/lgbt bills started rolling out if every state, especially ours. My gf woke up one day to me sobbing about how scared I was for our future- especially her future- the beginning of her transition was hard enough already and now our state wanted us to use certain bathrooms and possibly ban HRT. So we made the decision to move. It wasnt until the day we were driving to our new state where she was cracking jokes about being put in a camp for using she/her pronouns- that i decided to be bold and try to assert my identity. I tried cracking back an attempt at a comforting joke: “dont worry, ill be in here with you- for using any pronouns :)” She looked at me, and rolled her eyes: “tch, dont start with that shit.”

It fucking broke me. It still kinda breaks me now as im reminiscing and writing about it. This was maybe almost two years ago now? This is probably the worst most hurtful thing shes ever said to me- which is strange because weve had arguments where we cussed and yelled at eachother- but this one moment; I cant recall ever feeling THAT broken again. After a brief pause she immediately apologized, said something like “im sorry that was mean, that was my dad talking, dont listen to me” But the damage had been done. In my mind- in her eyes- my gender was a joke, something to be belittled, something not to be taken seriously. It hurt so bad because it had taken me so long to figure this out for myself, and it took so much courage to even crack that fucking joke about using different pronouns for me,all the while she had been telling me she wouldve never found the courage to transition without me just for her turn around and completely invalidate me when I was trying to come out to her- it fucking stung!

“Don’t start with that shit” i think those words might have physically torn my heart a little, i remember literally feeling the pain. I dont remember if it was that night or the next night, but we ended up discussing it, maybe even arguing?? I cant remember it clearly anymore but I know somehow I ended up SOBBING on the bed while she tried comforting me, like the most uncontrollable snot-blubbering sob session youve ever seen. She apologized so many times and she truly seemed remorseful, told me she couldn’t believe shed made me feel so lost and unsupported. I forgave her, and i cant remember if it was that same night or a different argument entirely where she called me by my birth name and i smacked myself so hard in the head that she finally got the message that I didnt want to be called that anymore. I started exclusively using they/them after that.

The following year had its ups and downs, we lived in a house full of other trans and enby people, it was a very special time in my life. I started presenting more androgynously and proudly wore my they/them pin and nonbinary earrings everyday to work. I was lucky enough to work in a queer environment and i had several trans coworkers, however all of my customers, all of my cis coworkers, and even most of my trans coworkers, would CONSTANTLY/always misgender me.

Ever since I was a little ftm in highschool I struggled as seeing myself as masculine- I wasnt feminine like the other girls either, and i definitely felt like an imposter among girls, but I certainly didnt feel like a “man”, and ive never felt particularly masculine. Ive always wanted to be in on “boy” things and “be one of the boys” but stereotypically masculine things didnt really interest me. When I initially came out as enby thats all i wanted to be, just an adrogynous person who does their own thing. But the CONSTANT misgendering from everyone INCLUDING my gf (WHO STILL SOMETIMES SLIPS UP MY PRONOUNS TO THIS DAY!!!!) and even some of my trans roommates made SUUUPPERR dysphoric. I started presenting exclusively masculinely, i had breakdowns about my voice and body until I couldnt take it anymore and basically emergency started HRT.

After starting T, i started identifying as transmasc, not necessarily because my gender felt “masculine-aligned” at the time, and moreso because from a medical standpoint I am transmasculine. I am on masculinizing hormone therapy, I plan on getting top surgery, and Ive considered meta bottom surgery- therefore physically i am transitioning to become more “masculine” in a sense, thus I am transmasc. I was presenting exclusively masculine to make up for my dysphoria, but told myself once the T started kicking in and my voice started dropping and i could see the results, that I would allow myself to feel comfortable expressing my femininity again. It has now been a little over a year since I started HRT, and I still have not allowed myself to present femininely save for a few nights out a bar or kink event (ill get into that in a sec).

Ever since I started T, no matter how many times (which has been a lot of times) Ive reiterated that I am genderfluid, that I have a masculine and a feminine gender, and that I am NOT a man and NEVER wanted to be one, my gf (and literally any person on the internet- queer or not) pretty much just regards me as a trans man. Even tho I am not one. My girlfriend constantly uses he/him/sir/daddy/etc for me. Ive asked her why she does that and even told her im uncomfortable being referred to as “daddy”, and she just says “its easier” (esp within the context of talking to cishet people- she refers to me as her “husband” and only uses mostly he/him instead of they… the cishet people see me and call me “maam” and she/her) and continues calling me whatever she wants.

Ever since I started T she pretty much exclusively wants to bottom when we have sex(were both bottom leaning switches). I practically have to have a breakdown to get her to top me- and even then I feel uncomfortable and i cant enjoy the sex until i flip her over and top her because i feel like im forcing her to do something she doesnt want to do. We are polyamorous and sometimes she tries to hook up with other men, and anytime a man hits her up wanting to bottom, she goes on a semi homophobic rant about why on earth would she want to top a man, and then she says not so nice things about their bodies. And then i point out that she kinda sees me as man and that i like to bottom, and then she tells me that i dont count because im not actually a man, and that when she talks about mens ugly bodies theyre not comparable to mine. She says all this while continuing to never top me.

Theres a lot of other things shes done since I started T, lots of jokes about how Im supposed to do certain things because im “the boy” and shes the girl. Im supposed to pay, im supposed to fuck(top), im supposed to drive, im supposed to kill spiders and wasps and other big scary bugs (we live out in the woods now- lots of big scary bugs) etc etc. She makes jokes about how “faggy” i am for a boy, she “jokingly” calls me a faggot when I express wanting to bottom/submit, she makes fun of other men AND me for “cross dressing” and just doesnt respond when i tell her im not a man or says “yeah i know im just joking”

Sometimes (very rarely) we go out to bars and events and these are some of the only times were I allow myself to be feminine. There is a queer kink event that gets hosted a few cities over, weve only been to this event 3 times. The first time- i presented masculine, chest taped and exposed, i was one of only 3 masculine presenting people there. Nobody talked to me that night, I was avoided like the plague. The second time I tried being more androgynous, tried wearing some makeup and girly clothes, but kept my hair short and curly and i kept my mustache. Some people actually talked to me this time. My gf and I met a very beautiful trans girl, we all got pretty fucked up and started touching on eachother, the 3 of us left to go have a threesome. The “threesome” was basically me getting cucked as that girl fucked my gf ON TOP of me and then they went to bed and I cried myself to sleep. Ever since I started T and presenting masculinely i feel SO undesirable and unwanted. I was joining those events hoping id find someone whod desire me and want to fuck me and instead got cucked and watched my gf get fucked instead. (Dw my gf acknowledged how weird that whole situation was and we pray we dont ever see that girl again lmaoo) We went to one more event. I straightened my hair, shaved my mustache, put on makeup, and put on some girly lingerie- i was indistinguishable from a girl.

My gf saw me, and her eyes lit up. She was looking at me in a way I havent seen at her look at me in so long. Hungry eyes. Desire. She thinks im beautiful and desirable and sexy as a girl. She made comments about wanting to fuck me all night. We went to the event, so many people talked to me, so many people danced with me, so many people kissed me and grinded on me. So many people desired me. I was a pretty girl that night and everyone liked me. We went home and my gf fucked me. I think about that night a lot, and about the first night when everyone avoided me; and i get real sad. Were planning on going to the event again, but I feel like I can only show up as a femme, otherwise no one will talk to me or care about me.

I have an additional gf now, she is also trans :) and shes a top, but we dont live together and our schedules are packed so i hardly get to see her. I love both of my gfs, but both of them have said things that made me feel… not so respected I guess?? Or like maybe my feelings arent being considered?? As far as my secondary gf goes, shes cracked a few jokes about “theyfabs” that made me uncomfortable… as someone who was afab and uses they/them.. her bestfriend is also literally a fem enby she/they afab person so im like… why would you post these jokes when two of the people closest to you could be considered “theyfabs”?? We also had a discussion where she admitted she thought it was weird for trans men and non binary(afab) people to say the word “tranny”. Though ive said it like once or twice infront of her and it didnt seem to bother her. Those are the only things my secondary gf has done to make me uncomfortable and I havent really spoken up much about them cause I guess im scared of having those conversations and somehow getting hurt/made even more uncomfortable.

My primary gf has also cracked at least one joke about “theyfabs” and has said stuff along the lines of “transmasc have it easier than transfems” (mostly in reference to our transitions but also in terms of oppresion). Which is strange that she thinks transmascs pass way easier than transfems because she passes 8/10 times and I pass 0/10 times. Im pretty sure she ALSO said something about only transfems are referred to as trannies and then i had to remind her about the whole “tranny” voice trend and how many times I’ve personally been called that word.

About a month or two ago…(this is the situation I had sent someone else an anon over and then got told simultaneously to kill my gf and that i was an asshole for complaining about my trans gf publicly).. even though i hardly get topped, i worked up the courage to ask my gf to top me anally while I wore my strap, for the gender euphoria of getting fucked “like a man” while having a penis. She said “I feel like yall are just culturally appropriating transfems now”…. I was GOBSMACKED… i muttered something about gay men and she goes “oh yeah i forget men exist haha” (kinda unrelated but it feels worth mentioning that several times she has admitted to me that she completely forgets that trans men exist… even though she kinda sees me as one and several of our friends are trans men) needless to say, i did not get fucked while wearing the strap, and i dont know if ill ever work up the courage to ask someone to do that for me again.

This ask is already way too fucking long and i need to wrap this up but not included in the above stories are the countless times online where binary trans men and women have been racist to me while telling me why transandrophobia isn’t real and why i shouldn’t be invading lesbian and women spaces and that im a trans misogynist for being uncomfortable about the word “theyfab” etc etc/other common things transandrophobes like to say.

So. Yeah.

TLDR; my trans gfs, a lot of my trans friends, and a lot queer spaces have an aversion to masculinity and tend to be pretty exorsexist; and I feel like im only treated with respect as well as only ever desired when i present feminine. In trans spaces I am told im not trans for being enby, in lesbian spaces im told im not lesbian for being transmasc, and in transfeminist spaces im either a ftm who has privilege over transfems and im inherently trans misogynistic or im a cis woman “theyfab” who wants to feel special and is also inherently transmisogynistic.

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[andyxd151]

More YV OC lore bits

Oliver- Sugar boo (he/him)

Rina- rook (she/her)

Amari- Casper (she/they/he)

Ryuko- Sunflower (she/they)

Dante-Starshine (he/they)

Cyrus-Angel (they/he)

Kaliska- buddy (she/her)

Firstly, all of my OC’s are color coded if you haven’t noticed: Oliver is green, Rina is pink, Amari is blue, Ryuko is red, Dante is purple, Cyrus is yellow, and Kaliska is orange

Oliver is an absolute cologne whore, like he is absolutely ready to drop his draws at the drop of a hat for some Aqua de parfume (I think that’s how it’s spelled) that’s actually a pretty big reason why he fell for Alphonse, was because he smelled so good

Cyrus had an awkward anime phase when he was in middle school, he’s just thankful there’s no photos of him during that lime so that way Lucien can’t find them and ask about it

When they were still getting to know each other, Dante would pretty much stalk Faust’s socials just to see more of him. He won’t admit it but he still feels embarrassed because he knows how creepy and weird it was, Faust has no idea and Dante doesn’t want him to think he’s creepy so he just has to pray he never somehow finds out he did that

Rina and Dante are like bffs and “playfully” shit talk each other whenever they meet up

In HS, Amari once got into an argument with someone who was making fun of Charlie and ended up simply throwing a desk at said person, she was suspended for 2 weeks and Charlie was dying from guilt

Rina has a ragdoll Siamese cat named Nyxey (Nix-ey)

Ryuko has a part-time job as a tattoo artist artist and has a sunflower back tat that she a friend of theirs did for them in college, her mother will NEVER find out about it

When Kaliska was 9, her dad had taken her and her siblings to Las Vegas, and she saw the pretty women that her dad had brought over to the motel room when her older sister took them to the pool to leave the adults be (I’m sure you can assume why) seeing those women ended up being her trans awakening, they were so beautiful to her, she wanted to look just like them. She still thinks about that from time to time

Oliver’s father left the picture when he was around 3-4 years old so he has very little memory of him, but his mother and family always say he looks just like him, especially after his transition. He hates it

Rina is a sucker for old love music and melts every time she hears it, Auron has in fact taken notice of this

Cyrus actually had a hobby in cooking and baking when he was younger but was made fun of by his parents and older relatives, saying it was a “women’s job to do that” and “it made him look too girly”. He’s completely comfortable with being “girly” now but he still hasn’t been able to enjoy it the way he used to, so he just enjoys watching Lu do the cooking instead

Amari was premature and has a heart murmur ( projecting abit)

Amari made their nickname “Casper” into “ghost” and uses that for all of his socials

Kaliska actually majors in Scientology and Jack thinks she’s super duper smart and cool for it, she is in fact super smart and cool

Ryuko calls everyone babe but calls only calls Finn “sunshine” and “sweetheart” he loses his mind every single time

When they were younger, Amari, Rina, and Oliver used to practice jumping over fences and brick walls with the older kids on the street for fun (projecting again)

I gave those three those colors bc of the power puff girls

Ryuko and Amari had a bit of a situationship in college, they’re friends now tho

Ryouko’s vibe is more or less based off of Marceline from Adventure Time

Rina actually bumped into Auron once in hot topic at the mall when she was in high school, she was actually infatuated with him for a solid week and called him her “emo boy” to her “pretty scene girl” she still has no idea it was him she bumped into that day (I hope y’all get the song refs)

Dante had a habit of chewing his nails so in order to stop it, Faust started painting his nails for him every other weekend. It worked bc Dante didn’t want to ruin the work Faust work so hard on for him

Amari spoils the ever living sh*t out of DD and Charlie gets a little bit hurt when DD goes to them whenever he’s cuddling up with her and DD just wedges themself between them

Cyrus has had to buy Lucien those cheep Obama phones you get outside of the Well-fare office simply because Lucien accidentally breaks or burns his phone and CANT be trusted with an actual phone

Imma end this here, I might add more but I’m tired and on day 2 of my.

So I’ll do that later

[desperatelyseekingcannibals]

ecstasy (dogsdogs) - shortfic

Explicit // M/M // Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Will Graham // Tags: club owner Nigel, rookie cop Will, strip club, trans masc Will, virgin Will, references to drug use, attempted non-con drug use, getting to know each other, flirting, banter, hook-up, lap sex, grinding, unprotected sex, mix of AFAB and AMAB terms for Will's genitalia, first time, loss of virginity, prompt fill.

For the WGA Server's Fic Scramble. My prompts were:

• Bottom Will trope: virgin Will 

• Scenario/place: strip club 

• Random tag: bantering 

• Random thing: ecstasy

Dragged to a strip club by co-workers, rookie cop Will is about to have a really terrible night - then Nigel steps in.

ecstasy (3.7k):

Nigel didn’t like trouble in his club, and the group of men currently at the edge of the stage had looked like trouble from the moment they walked in. They were rowdy in a way he didn’t like, in a way that usually meant one of them would try and touch the girls. And all but the youngest of them looked like fucking thugs. 

Between their thick meaty fucking heads, Nigel could see a young man who looked really fucking uncomfortable. He hated that shit. 

He wasn’t stupid, he knew that the vast majority of customers in his club didn’t give a much of a shit about the girls, didn’t appreciate their skills, or the fucking art of the whole thing. But he hated it when people were forced into his club. Usually dragged along by some toxic macho dick cheese that thought they needed to man up, whatever the fuck that meant. 

“Hey,” Nigel called across the bar and caught the server’s eye, then nodded towards the group. He received a nod in return and the server picked up the walkie-talkie from next to the till point and spoke into it. Nigel couldn’t hear over the noise, but he knew what was being said - this was how it worked. 

A few minutes later, one of the bouncers appeared at the back of the club and positioned himself to watch the group. The moment even one of them stepped out of line, they were fucking gone. 

*

Will grimaced. This was not what he had wanted.

He became a cop because his dad was a cop, before he’d been retired by a gunshot. The man had been miserable all through Will’s childhood, forced to fall back onto boat maintenance and telling Will he should aspire to be a cop like he had been before that damn perp. He’d been raised to not really expect or want anything different - to be a cop was to be a man, a real man as far as his dad was concerned. And yet, he hadn’t realised how much his heart truly wasn’t in it until he went through his training. 

And now here he was, a rookie surrounded by some of the worst men he’d ever met. 

“This is it, Willy boy! Need to get you a private dance. Might even get your dick wet!” 

A large hand slapped him on the back as he tried not to cringe outwardly at the words. Thank god none of them knew. The thought of it all coming out terrified Will - they were shitty enough with him as it was.

They all went back to rowdily and now drunkenly, shouting at the women up on stage as they stripped off their bras and danced on poles. It was actually amazing to watch - not because women did anything for Will at all, but because their skill was undeniable. One woman moved in a way that looked almost like a magic trick, he had no idea how she was even still holding onto the pole - it looked like she was floating. 

He was at least grateful that his colleagues seemed to interpret his wonder at the women’s skill as lust. He just had to get through the rest of this evening. 

With a sigh that he tried to stifle, Will picked up his drink, raising the glass to his mouth. 

Before he could even press it to his lips, the glass was violently slapped from his hand. 

And then all hell broke loose. 

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[petitmonde]

I'm sharing Jade's prom story from her Twitter thread. You can read it here and share it around. I'm putting it under a read more since it's quite long, but it's definitely worth reading every single word that she wrote. If you want to read more or get involved with LGBTQ+ rights, I have linked a few organisations that do great work in the Philippines.

LGBTQ+ Organisations in the Philippines

Bahaghari – national alliance of LGBT+ advocates, organisations, and formations. You can sign the petition for their anti discrimination bill SOGIE right here.

LoveYourself – an organisation that promotes HIV awareness, testing, and treatment. They also have resources available for those seeking help to transition.

UP Babaylan – The oldest LGBT+ student organisation in the Philippines.

LakanBini Advocates Pilipinas – A network of transgender organisations. They focus on health, psychosocial well-being, and human rights.

Rainbow Rights – A nonprofit NGO that focuses on legal literacy and empowerment with respect to SOGIE laws and policies.

Proud Campaign Philippines – Not only do they raise awareness of SOGIE, but they also help Filipinos in need with food, clothes, toiletries, and other necessities.

🩶 State Of The Dollification Address 🩶

I have 3 prom stories that I’ve experienced and here to tell all of y’all! I am now using my voice and platform to raise awareness, for humanity’s maturity and for the betterment of inclusive schools. ‼️

I want to say to ALL schools out there! No matter what Sexual Orientation, Gender Indentity & Expression. Students has the right to have equal knowledge and experience with schools and campus. As long as oppression and discrimination is still happening in today’s world, this is a sign that we are not yet treated as equal.

#PassSOGIEBillNow #TransYouthAreValid #TransWomenAreWomen #TransLivesMatter

#DollShenanigans #DollDomination #Dollification #SuSos #TeamM1ssJadeSo

My first ever Prom that I’ve attended way back Feb 13, 2016. I got invited by a guy from an all boys school. He sponsored everything from the gown, ticket and transportation. Everything went well, I attended their prom as the WOMAN THAT I AM. It was magical, fun and romantic. I greeted some people in the event, ate, had a romantic dance with the guy and also partied a little bit, we went home safe (take note: our driver is his Dad). So happy with this experience I got to live just by being me.

I met some Queer people and some of them are now Trans Women from that school, last year 2022. They told me that I was so iconic, that the administrators, teachers, pastors are triggered by my presence that night. They had to call every Queer people in their school just to have a prayer/mass session to pray the gay away. It was so sad, they couldn’t fight, they just told me that they love and look up to me for my bravery and courage from that night. I hope they are now healed from that trauma.

Going back to March 2016, for our Moving-Up Ball in my school. Everyone is excited as we are about to enter Senior High School (the first batch of SHS) and Junior High School is about to end. I’m very excited about it because it’s going to be our last Ball/Party of our whole batch. I am thinking to myself that this is going to be my coming out moment as a Trans Woman. I immediately thought of wearing a dress and wearing a wig because my hair is too short for the vision of my full bloom woman.

Days before the Ball, I asked my adviser politely if I can go to the event wearing a dress as the woman that I am. She said “No, naiintindihan naman namin ang gusto mo, “Girl” na nga ang tawag ko sayo (as tinatawag niya kong “bakla” before) pero sa college mo na yan gawin, masyado ka pang bata. Malay mo mag-iba pa panananaw mo at maging lalake ka talaga (she laughed)”. I cried it out going home that day. Translation: “No, we understand what you want, I’m already calling you “Girl” (as she calls me “Gay” before). Do it in college instead, you are too young. Maybe you might change your perspective and become a man one day (she laughed).

The day of the event started… I did my friend’s makeup, as I am a makeup artist before. I started doing their makeup during lunch time and ended really well. My sister and mom helped by putting their dresses and curling their hair. 5 girl friends of mine are very happy with the results. I have a lot of memories with them I cherish and miss them now. Hi Aira, Ela, Elriva, Kirstine & Lubna.

I was so tired and had to glam myself up too. I wore a 30 inch black silky straight wig, white cocktail dress from my sister and black thigh high boots.

We went to the moving-up ball with my friend’s driver. My mom joined us because she wanted to explain something. As we got into the event, they immediately stopped me from entering. A teacher told me that I cannot enter, and they let me talk to my adviser and some of my teachers, they said “Jade, sinabihan ka na namin… You can’t wear this here. Magpalit ka ng suit na panglalake, para papasukin ka pa namin, maaga pa naman may time ka pa magpalit, Go na.” Translation: “Jade, we told you about this… You can’t wear this here. Change it to a Men’s suit, so that we can let you enter, it’s still early, you have time to change, Go for it.”

I told them I wanna talk to the principal. They let me talk with the principal and I explained the definition of Transgender and explaining that I am a Trans Woman. She refused, my mom talked to the principal and explained that I am a Trans Woman and I wanted to make this last moment of my JHS as the woman that I am. My mom said “Payagan niyo po sana yung anak ko na makapasok, kasi po babae po siya and yan po ang gusto niyang damit. Pangarap niya po yan”. Translation: “I hope you allow my daughter to get in, She is a woman and that’s how she wanted to dress up. That’s her dream.”

They still said no and change my outfit to a suit or anything na “panglalake” or “Men’s wear”. I lost hope at that moment, I saw my mom crying because how heart broken she is. I immediately cried too and said “Mama, umuwi kana ako na lang mag stay dito and ilalaban ko to. Ayoko na makita ka umiiyak”. Translation: “Mom, Please go home, I’m going to stay here and I will fight for this.”

She invited me to go home too but I said I needed to stay, this is something I think that is right. She went home and I started bursting out of tears, I was sobbing and fully destroyed. As a protest, I’m going to stay here until they let me in. There were feedbacks that they can hear me sobbing inside the event. My classmates comforted me, they took turns to accompany me outside. As the event is going through my classmates are slowly getting inside, they brought me food, talk to me nicely, my whole class went to me outside and took a class picture. Teachers that are close to my heart went outside to accompany too. And there’s this one teacher stayed with me the whole night outside and she said; “Malayo pa tayo sa pinapaglaban natin, pero gusto kong malaman mo na tama ka Jade, tama ang pinaglalaban mo, ikaw yan eh. Balang araw matatanggap ng lipunan natin ang isang katulad mo. Salamat sa pag-laban kung sino ka.” Translation: “We are far from what we are fighting for, but I want you to know that you are in the right track, that’s the real you! The time will come that our society will accept the people like you, thank you for fighting for being who you are”.

She said so many inspiring words that uplifted me. Take note: she’s an Araling Panlipunan teacher. Hi M1ss Meann Salimbangon, you deserve the love from this world. I love you so much, I will never forget you! You’re a treasure for me. She told me she won’t leave me outside until I get home safe. My friend’s driver offered a ride to get me home safe. I went home when that after party started. I was so tired and cried myself to sleep.

April 2016, our Moving-up Ceremony. Advisers are announcing that “No “proper” haircut for boys are not allowed get the diploma on stage. But instead, they will give the diploma a week after (together with our report card). I informed my adviser that I can’t cut my hair because I identify as a Trans Woman and I would like to get my diploma as how my hair is growing now. She refused, so i decided to not to go through. I did the Moving-up ceremony rehearsal for nothing. I informed my Mom that I can’t go to the stage because of my haircut. She was sad that she won’t see me receiving my diploma. I attend our moving-up ceremony with the parents of my friends, I was sitting in the parents section wearing a BLONDE FUCCING HAIR, full leather look with my y2k hidden wedge sneakers lol.

My head was heated seeing these boys in our school DIDN’T GOT THE PROPER HAIRCUT and got their diploma on stage. I immediately thought that the advise and requirement is just targeted for me or for the Queer people in my school ONLY. They were just oppressing us.

When it’s my time to get the diploma they called my name on stage flashed my photo to the screen. I stood up with my head up high, from the parent’s section. Everyone was looking at me, my friend cheered and screamed for me, the parents were clapping. It was a fuccing moment (just like a Pose episode) 🤣

Finally the nightmare era from that school was over, there is much more stories to tell. But it’s to long to share, so many bullying and oppressing issues that I experienced. I know it’s a Catholic school, but is it a requirement for Catholics to hate and oppress Trans Individuals like me? And the LGBTQIA+ community, if there are more issues (I knew it’s not just me 😌).

Moving forward, I searched for the right school to enroll for my Senior High School and that is iAcademy! I really really love this school so much, they accepted, acknowledged, and loved me. This is the first time I felt seen, heard & valued by a school. They let me wear what I want, let me my hair grew, it is so long that it touches my butt. I was openly proud Trans Individual, I even got a romantic relationship with a classmate (part of my growing process).

Fast forward for our Grad Ball and Graduation Ceremony. The MOMENT I’ve been waiting my whole life was to attend our Graduation Ball. I wore the MOST HUGE ROYAL BLUE CINDERELLA-LIKE BALL GOWN WITH FEATHERS AROUND, LEAVING SOME FEATHER TRACKS WHEREVER I GO, WITH A FUCCING CROWN, because I already knew I am a fuccing QUEEN. I won best dressed of the night from the female category. They gave me a 10-min moment to share my JHS Prom experience and I am thankful for this inclusive school and being an LGBTQIA+ ally. I was so happy I could die. This moment will last forever and to the herstory of iAcademy.

For our Graduation ceremony I wore the highest heels that I owned and a red cunty dress to my Graduation. I got my diploma on stage, strutting myself like the sexiest, cuntiest & baddest student on Earth.

[our-transgender-experiences]

Hi Alex. Is it ok to vent a little bit a lot? It's completely fine if you don't post any response, I completely understand. This is a HUGE experience prompt to respond to.

I was birthed with the male sex (he/him) so you can call me that.

Over the past year and two months, I've been feeling just a little off. I keep a journal, and have since before that moment, so I have my experience written down carefully. In short form, I don't know who I am. In a longer form, I'm a weird, cringey high schooler who doesn't know who they are, who wears a galaxy backpack to school, who is agnostic (Christian, but can't prove it right or wrong), aromantic, and asexual. My experience isn't special by any means, in fact, I think I fit literally every queer stereotype known to mankind? Here's the best part: I live in Oklahoma, the famous place of Nex Benedict's horrific death.

About a month ago, I saw "Celeste" in a YouTube video about some of the hardest, but most enjoyable, games of all time. I looked it over, it's on sale for $5, and I'm fortunate enough to be able to afford that. So I got it and finished it within 3 days. I instantly recommended it to my brother, who also happens to be a little queer. He loved it too, but I STILL didn't know the backstory behind that game. Then, I saw the video. It was an amazing reading of Celeste, down to every minor detail of the game. One thing that stood out, was the fact that the both the creator, and the protagonist, were trans women. Even better: it was known for being a wonderful story of the trans experience, and I RELATED TO IT. EVEN BETTER: I had now recommended it to practically my entire friend group, including some incredibly religious people. So what was I gonna do about it? Not care, and continue onto the B-sides.

I want to say 5 days ago was when it really kicked in that "wait a minute, I related to Madeline in a very deep way, and she's a trans..." Now this is the climax, get ready. Because I had been journaling for so long, I had already written about my experience since those early days where I had that so-called dysphoria. And after I realized that could be because I'm trans, I immediately asked my parents what my girl names were before I was born. (doctors didn't know my sex until about two weeks before I was due) "Eden" is a pretty cool name, I guess I'll try it. I walk into my dad's office (works from home) that same day after school, and he immediately turns to me and asks: "So why did you need to know your girl names?" I immediately respond with "... idk?" Very convincing, well done. I text him after I flee to my room, "I'm experimenting, don't take that too seriously" He understands, and I'm at peace. Mom also takes it well, and we're good to actually begin the experiments I was "planning".

First up, change the online bios, like Discord. See how it actually looks on me. AAAAND my best friend sees it within a few hours. Not even prompted, we were talking, playing rocket league, and he just "hey why's your bio say you're experimenting with 'Eden' as your new name?" Explained, but he was in a weird spot. "I'm happy and will support you with whatever you **choose**." Key word there, I'm not choosing anything. I'm actually going with the flow so much more than he could imagine. But okay, we've got a pretty good ally on our side! Going great.

Except here comes "Part of Me" with the anxiety of what could happen, why I shouldn't do anything different around peers, and more importantly why I shouldn't experiment with myself. And to be honest, I believe that part of me. There's so many questions that I ask like "but what if it's all for attention?" or "but you always acted like a boy, why are you changing now? or "maybe the other Christians were right. you are a sinner after all, you're a bad person and you DO deserve to die." You know those.

And with those come the questioning part of it. Am I ACTUALLY just doing what I'm doing for attention? Like I said, I'm a high schooler. I'm a future aerospace engineer for SpaceX, I love computers, and I have top 1% test scores as a sophomore. I'm doing good with school, but that's exactly why I basically have one friend who is also up there with me. I'm not here to brag, I'm here to show that I don't get a lot of attention at school, it's basically all family members who care about me. So again, am I just trying this for attention? I don't think so, but that seems like what my brain would want me to say.

And to be honest, I needed this. I vent every day, but to nobody except Google advertisement algorithms out of Google Docs (my journal). I vent and cry into empty space, but maybe this is finally not just to my phone. This is to another human who I think has had a close experience to mine.

And of course I'm not going to ask you "who am I, who do I like, and what's my gender?" But I am going to ask you one thing: What's your take? I mean this is the trans experiences blog, but I'm not sure if I am a trans. I figured this was the best place to get a good use out of my time. Thank you so much for letting people like me do this, it seriously means a lot.

i'm glad that you feel that this is a space where you can comfortably talk about your experience, and question your gender. My advice, is to keep experimenting,and see where it takes you find out what you're comfortable with, it might take time, and it might change. It took me a while to get to where i am now, and even now i'm not 100% sure. i tried different labels that felt right at the time, but they changed later, and thats okay.

[zephyr-writesx]

Trans Uta (MTF) Coming Out!

ok idea, what if Uta is a trans woman and while on Elegia she was able to transition (its my au so i say she went on hrt and puberty blocker and thats all)

also this is going to connect to my Uta x Ftm reader in future storys. (i plan to make a T4T Uta x Reader series at some point so thats going to be awesome :3)

(btw I've never wrote a trans woman but I absolutely will try my best to be as respectful as possible. I'm kinda using my own experiance as a trans man but adjusting it for trans women. please keep in mind all trans peoples experiances are different and everyone has different journeys. if you have any tips for writing trans women or adjustments to this story to make it more respectful or anything alse that may improve my writing of trans women let me know!)

Uta's comming out!

When Uta was discovered in the tresure chest the only thing the red haired pirates new about her was that she enjoyed music and singing. As she grew the pirates attemped to dress her in masculine clothes and refer to her as a boy but she never felt comfortable with the clothes they gave her and the language they used for her. As she got older she never liked being refered to as a boy and he/him pronouns. she would see girls clothes and admire them, wishing she could wear them. she was nervous to tell the crew, the people she concederd family, but she didnt want to continue pretending to be a boy. one night when her dad, Shanks, was tucking her into bed she closed her eyes tight scared of his reaction said in a anxious voice "dad, I dont wanna be a boy, I'm a girl." she took a deep breathe before she begain explaining. " i dont like boys clothes, I hate being called a boy, I hate that everybody sees me as a boy just because of how i was born, I dont FEEL like a boy, i feel like a girl, i hate it i dont wanna be a boy i-i ddon't wwaan-" her tears continued to fall and her crying got more and more intense as she laid out her feelings about her gender. suddely shanks grabbed her and held her close. Uta cried into his shirt as he responded " Uta," he hugged her, petting her hair "youre my kid, well my daughter now, and I will love you no matter what. I'm so proud of you. Thank you for tellng me." Uta pulled away from his shirt, tears still streaming down her face, she smiles so brightly. " tell ya what, how about tomorrow we go shopping for so new clothes? and maybe we can stop for some ice cream too if youd like?" shanks suggested with a smile. Uta's was briming with joy, she nodded, smiling wide. from then on he was known as the Uta the musician of the Red Haired Pirates and Captain Shanks's Daughter.

alrighty i have run out of energy to write but I hope you all enjoyed!!! I'll hopfully be writing more soon but idk cuz the urge to write appers randomly and disappears fast. anyways! see ya later! byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

[uh-velkommen]

Coming out as Trans, I feel like I've unlocked a new minigame section of life, like I now have access to a world I only ever watched from the sidelines. It's funny how I used to wish I could be part of this community. I always related to the stories I'd hear. So often would I stare at my body in the mirror wishing I could've been born differently. I always felt like there was a part of me missing or that something was wrong. All the stereotypical Trans thoughts were there. I just kept telling myself I only hated the patriarchal norms that were being forced upon me. I only hated my body because of how sexualized it always was. I always wanted to hang out with my brothers friends because they were the only people my age who would come over often. But the past few days, I've been thinking about all the silly things I'd think and do that should've been clearer indications as to who I was/am. (I'm probably gonna continue updating this as I think of more stuff)

I used to try on my brothers clothes, put my hair up in caps and try to look like a boy in pictures.

I tried training myself to speak in a deeper and calmer voice because I hated how high and girly my voice sounded. (I loved having a sore throat because it made my voice deeper while being sick actually made it higher)

I overcompensated when it came to dressing and being girly as a way to bond with my mother despite having no real interest in make up and pedicures. (There's a lot of things that I'd do or want that initially made me think I was cis but we're really just ways that I'd beg to be treated decently or show that I was loved)

I never felt like I was a Lesbian but had no other way to explain my attraction to girls.

I struggled a lot between wondering if I was just a tomboy or butch but found myself relating to Gay men more than butch women.

I literally never ever ever took off my bras because I felt super uncomfortable with the girls moving around.

A lot of the time I worried about upsetting my dad because he was so happy to have finally made a daughter after 4 sons.

My uncle used to have a friend who I could never figure out if she was a boy or a girl (I still don't know to this day) and yet I could never get her out of my head/admired her for being so confounding.

I would get reeeeeaaaaally jealous of Trans women for being beautiful women with boy parts. Sometimes I couldn't fathom why they would give up being a boy as if it were a slice of cake they were refusing "while kids in Africa starved."

I often struggled with questioning if I was dysphoric because of my AGAB or if it was insecurity from my brother calling me fat and ugly all my life.

I was always too scared to come out as lesbian because I knew it felt wrong and on top of that, it wasn't my sexuality that was the big secret I had been keeping. It was something much worse.... my gender.

When I was about 14, Disney released a TV show where the main character was a girl named Dylan and I felt a cosmic shift in learning that women could also have boy names.

I always wanted to do rugged things with my brother. I practically lived vicariously through him, letting him teach me about fighting, parkour, video games, "boyish music" like dubstep. Everything that I didn't have access to. Nowadays I think about how I really just wanted to be him.

I even tried hanging out with my male cousins and family friends more than the women because it felt like this other world that I desperately wanted to understand.

I used to HAAAATE when my uncle would joke around by calling me "little boy" because it felt like he was making fun of my internal struggles.

Sometimes when I wore my hair a certain way I would angrily compare myself to a "little Mexican boy" because why couldn't I look like a pretty Hispanic woman?

The torturous anxiety I'd feel about wearing makeup in public (I literally had a panic attack at prom because my hair stylist put eyeliner on me).

I loved hanging out with the neighborhood Gay kid even though he was like 4 years younger than me because he would let me ride his skateboard. (We found solace in each other bc he got bullied alot and we were both queer - whether I knew it or not)

All my life I've just wanted male friends but I could never obtain a friendship without being sexualized or viewed as an ultimate romantic interest. At the same time I only knew how to interact with boys in a flirtatious manner though it was never intentional.

Shopping for clothes was a whole can of worms in itself but I used to feel sooo uncomfortable going down the aisles of the women's section. All I wanted was to see what the boys section had to offer but I also thought it was entirely off limits to women. Sometimes I pretended I was shopping for my brother or I'd encourage him to let me style him so I could have an excuse to buy the clothes I liked/wanted.

Sometimes I'd want to date boys but only in the way that boys would date boys.

When I found out about intersexuality I got super obsessed with it, wishing that I could've been born with both male and female parts. Sometimes I'd think that maybe I had a hormonal problem where I was just producing too much testosterone and that could explain why I felt like a boy.

The visceral reactions to ANY comments about being a good housewife, a clean girl, a future wife, not being able to do a man's job or otherwise putting men first simply because I was born a girl.

God the constant comments about my butt, my mom used to hate that I'd let my pants sag.

The way I'd get SUPER emotionally affected from reading about the AIDs crisis (along with Stonewall) and the way Trans people were treated. I mean before I was even learning about Lesbianism, I was getting enraged about the way it was handled. I'd cry more reading newspaper articles than at actual funerals. I was completely obsessed with learning more and more stories from real trans people.

Overall, I think I tended to carry myself and walk in a more masculine manner. I feel like I was never this dainty feminine being until adulthood when I'd started becoming reclusive and turning further in on myself.

[bi-hop]

actually I don't mean to break the thread but mumbling about yatagarasu again. spoilers and discussions of historical trans fiction under the cut.

so as I said, most people seem to be like... okay with the fact that Hamayu is almost definitely trans. the exceptions are people being like "is it a trans narrative or is it just that she pretended to be a boy as a kid" and I get the caution to declare it as the former, I do, but I also struggle to see why the latter would even be reasonable for the story.

the argument people keep using is that she's referred to as a daughter by the court and calls herself the daughter of her parents and what not. and it's like... well of course she does. why would she refer to herself as their son when she's not? and of course they call her that. most people don't know anything about her and her past, which is part of the point. she was literally sent into the courting thing to assassinate the prince. it's not like her court ever expected her to have kids with him lmaooo nor would it make sense for them to misgender her when they want her to be seen as a viable option for marriage to facilitate the murder. I doubt they respect her gender or anything but still

if she was really just crossdressing, her oddly not mentioning that part when unveiling all of her other secrets to the ladies when she's found out as an assassin as well as the delineation her childhood friend the prince makes between her childhood self when calling out their connection and her new name when asking her to marry him AND the fact that he frames concubines as an insult to one woman but a necessity for their marriage just wouldn't make sense. the end reveal wouldn't make sense. I cannot confirm either that there's a trans man in the novels who works for the prince's dad, but someone said that and if they are telling the truth, it's not like... out of the blue for trans rep in the text to exist

anyways my most hilarious reasoning is that she didn't have her signature eyelashes (like all the other women and girls) until she became an adult

[double--cross-d]

I'm gonna share some Flipline LGBT/Family Headcannons I have lol

Family

Chuck, Utah, and Nevada are all siblings. Chuck is the middle child, and moved to Tastyville when he turned 18

Taylor and Indigo are siblings, and Hank is their Dad. Taylor's kind of cut contact with both (mental health issues) but he and Indigo are making an effort to reconnect

Peggy and Austin are cousins! Peggy's still dreading the day he gets to be taller than her.

I read this in a fanfic (My Dearest Matilde by @yakkolicious) but Big Pauly being Penny's dad is something I totally sign off on

@magicmindless first headcannoned this but, Mary and James are siblings. James got the short end of the stick when it came to cat allergies :/

Gabitha is Treble's half sister and they either want to throw her out of a window or get her to just. Do better things with her life

Speaking of which NuMarcus is Taylor's Uncle and Taylor never wants to speak to him ever again (once was enough >:|)

Radlynn and Sarge Fan are twins and eagerly talk about their evil twisted hyperfixations

Timm is Lisa's adopted brother (based on that one Christmas image with the X twins)

Xandra is scared of big crowds and typically clings onto Xolo or Edna if they're stuck in one together. No one else, even her friends, gets this treatment.

Yippy is Wally's granddaughter! He's her number one customer.

Wylan's mom died when he was in 6th grade and was part of the reason for the move

Sue and Prudence are sisters. Prudence was the first person Sue came out to and the first thing she said was, "Called it"

Sexuality Headcannons (most are trans)

Rudy's a nonbinary he/him lesbian. Marty is the sole boy of the group

Mary and Sue are married! Their pugs were the flower girls. Love wins!

Transmasc Utah! They/Them Pronouns but they will accept he/him on occasion

Gremmie's also a transman and helped Utah realize they were also cisn't! The two are best friends.

Scooter's actually transfem, but still uses He/him Pronouns because they're fun

Penny and Alberto are T4T and started HRT when they were 15 (Alberto started a year before Penny though)

Cooper's trans and Prudence didn't realize this until he mentioned he wouldn't be at work for two weeks due to his top surgery. His binding game was off the fucking charts.

Cookie is a Devon Rex. Cooper decided on this breed because he knew how bad James' allergies were and had a big crush on him but still wanted a cat.

Quinn and Timm got a divorce because Quinn realized she was a lesbian. Timm leaving the company without warning afterwards was what ticked her off.

Wylan is transmasc, and his dad fully supports him. He even helped Wylan attain his first binder.

Mousse bullied Allan throughout highschool for "being gay" (he was bisexual) and then when he grew up he realized that A. Whippa's a lesbian (that's when his support began) and B. HE DOESN'T EVEN LIKE WOMEN.

Roy and Moe are constantly on the verge of asking the other out but are both too socially awkward to do so. Ninjoy actually beat Dynamoe once because flirting with the pizza boy is more important than murding his archenemy.

Chuck and Taylor are dating, they just don't remember when the hell they even started. The B in their Bromance faded out so subtly and they never brought it up to each other until after someone asked them when they started dating.

Nonbinary Taylor! He genuinely does not give a fuck about Pronouns but if you ask you'll probably get he/they.

Transfem Mindy! She helped Liezel figure out that she was also trans.

[rabbitcoveredinmoss]

TRANS GHOST HEADCANONS (but not in the way you think)

- She/Her but also goes by he/him just because she's like "but no matter what people are still gonna call me a guy, so why not just have it be one of my preferred pronouns" and the rest of the boys are like(in the most loving way possible), "that's not how that works dumbass"

- T4T (she and Johnny are deeply in love)

- Doesn't want to change her body because buff women give her MASSIVE gender envy. Why would she want to change the way she looks when she already looks how she wants to??

- Doesn't want to/has no desire to change her name. Firm believer that names don't and shouldn't have genders 

- Just like Johnny, protects trans kids with all of her being. Going out on a walk and seeing young people wearing pride items and being queer out in the open just warms her heart! 

- Def known she was a girl for a long ass time, just didn't know when it'd be appropriate to come out

- If she catches ANYONE being transphobic it's on sight. Definition of "call an ambulance, but not for me"

- Doesn't have to get breast implants, she got enough titty already (but will definitely on occasion put padding underneath her shirt or look for workouts that supposedly make ur boobs bigger)

- Only likes wearing sports bras because she struggles to reach the clasps at the back of regular bras😭 (buff problems frfr) 

- One of those older queers that will not hesitate to give advice to younger trans people. You can ask her about anything in regards to gender/transitioning and she will answer you 100% without judgement 

- Awful bottom dysphoria. Price is best dad and will give Ghost days off if its really bad

- Is an older queer with older views but she really enjoys getting to bond with younger trans folk so if she says something outdated just tell her, she'll try her best to learn dw😭

- Has no idea about who Blaj is and just doesn't get the appeal😔 (old person moment😔)

- Ghost isn't a fan of social settings but she's down for a good ass pride parade. 100% ONE OF THE FREE HUGS PEOPLE, SHE KNOWS HER HUGS ARE COMFORTING AND SHE KNOWS TRANS PEOPLE NEED GOOD SAFE HUGS 

- Homophobic guys assume she's one of them and i want you to imagine her absolutely putting those dudes in their place, ZERO TOLERANCE 

Def not self indulgent hehe (o3o) 

[my-castles-crumbling]

hi cas! Swiftie anon. So school ended today, and I’m free for like two-ish months. Since you’re a teacher when did your school end? Do you have to do summer school?

the first day of summer starts tomorrow, and I’m nervous. Spending so much time alone with my mom, ugh. She starts her job soon, she hasn’t had one and got hip surgery back in January, but she works at home. Having her be occupied will be nice though. I still remember a few summers ago where she screamed at the top of her lungs at us, for being too loud while she was working. Luckily we won’t have that issue (hopefully)

my friend are inviting me over to their houses all summer so I don’t have to stay at home, so that’s a plus. And I have to go to church in a few days, and ugh, I cringe thinking about it.

so about my brother’s dorm, he’s just going to have his own room, and a communal bathroom, stereotypical college dorm, ig. And like my parents said they had health concerns from my brother sharing a bathroom with two transgender/(+)nonbinary people, but having way more people, idk doesn’t seem logical. My mom said something about hormones and what they’re doing to their bodies, but idk, gives me the ick. Apparently while we were at school, they had a talk. My brother told he that she doesn’t listen, etc. basically that she sucks at parenting, and my mom said she isn’t a nurturing person, which jeez, I couldn’t tell. At home it feels like everyone is holding their breath, that split second of silence before a bomb goes off. I was eavesdropping on my parents (again) and they were talking about how they shouldn’t make it a big deal, and it wouldn’t have been if they hadn’t gone fucking insane over it. They were also talking about how it was an issue how my brother saw a as a girl? Which like, they’re friends, she dresses feminine, she has long hair, she wears makeup and I’m pretty sure she’s on hormones (is that the correct term?). My brother is a respectful person, it’s like the same thing as calling someone a nickname. That why we have to go to church, because to quote my mom, “the indoctrination starts young, (my name) and (my sisters name) could already know about this.” I almost wanted to pop up and shout that I read fanfiction about gay people in imaginary worlds every night before I go to sleep. She’s like scared we’ll become gay or something. She even said so herself, (to my dad) “moving our son out of the room won’t solve anything, he could still go and hang around lgbtsaui (she said a ton of random letters bc “the acronym is too long”) and be exposed to it” yeah bc there’s gay people in real life an they’re apart of society. And yes, my parents care a lot about college, they both grew up poor so it makes sense. And my mom likes saying things, she said yesterday morning that she wanted to split her and my dad’s finances, but that didn’t happen, she has mental issues too. Or runs on her side of the family, my aunt, she committed suicide in the 90s and apparently my mom has suffered from low mood, so thanks a lot to her ig.

as for if my brother likes a, my parents asked right before if they asked if he liked boys “do you like (deadname) like a boyfriend.” He said no, obviously, bc she’s a girl now. My brother hasn’t show interest in anyone as far as I know, we don’t talk about that stuff together, but we play a video game together, and he likes the female characters, but he could like, like their design and sorry and stuff, or like them, or both. But women are usually prettier in video games so straight dudes buy. Can you be straight and date a trans person(I’m uneducated, i apologize)? My dad asked him “would you ever be with someone knowing that they’re actually a boy? I wouldn’t, I feel like people don’t tell others that these days.” My brother said no, obviously he could be telling the truth or lying and there is a “right” answer when my parents ask. So idk if he likes a, as far as I know, he hasn’t been interested in someone like that. Honestly by brother is probably a straight cis dude, if he’s not, he can tell me if he likes. If he doesn’t want to tell me, well there’s clearly a reason for that. He’s my older brother, he’s helped me through a lot, that won’t change.

I am not youngest sibling anon, bc I have never had a crush on anyone. *awkward jazz hands* bc I’m aroace. Probably. Somewhere on the spectrum anyway, I’m too depressed to have a sexuality crisis. So I’m you’re the first person i came out to, so congrats (?). I honestly haven’t told anyone, bc I’m in middle school and everyone is just gonna tell me I’m too young to know and I can’t deal with homophobes and my many mental illnesses. And I’m fine with being a girl (for now, I’m young so who knows?), I have body image issues, but that’s bc I have confidence issues. I hope they’re doing okay cause it looks like they’re going through some shit.

Okay so today at school, like 10 minutes before we were dismissed there was one one over the loudspeaker, saying something and my math teacher smells us to be quiet so we could hear. We didn’t, he told us to be quiet again, and we didn’t again. He whistled and shouted shut up. And I got scared, I flinched, my friends pointed it out, I hid behind one of them. Some people were joking about how red his face was, I was scared, like my life was being threatened. It’s just so embarrassing, idk, I thought I knew how to handle myself, I thought I got over it. One of my friends, held up a wooden block and pretended to throw it at me, before the teacher yelled at us, and I ducked and covered my head. It’s just frustrating, bc I thought maybe I was getting better. I stopped getting hit years ago, I shouldn’t be flinching like that anymore.

I’m just so upset with myself, bc I should be happy, I’m a kid, I have stuff, my life is comfortable, I have friends. Beside my home life, it’s been okay. Why aren’t I happy. Why can’t I be happy. It’s just so frustrating bc everyone around me is happy, carefree almost. And I can’t be like that, I didn’t think you could still be like that, as a teenager. It’s so, maddening, and I…I want to be happy too, I’ve been trying so hard for so long to be happy, and every comment my parents make about having a positive attitude hurts more. Because I am trying, I’ve been trying so hard for so long, and no one can even notice the difference. It’s all just fucking pointless. This is my best, my best sucks and can’t do shit, apparently. I thought I was doing things, it hurts, it hurts so much more than I thought it would. Staying alive, here, I never thought it could hurt so much. And like, sometimes I wonder if there’s a point, I’ll end up alone, everyone keeps moving away, I’m literally a mistake, bc my parents didn’t mean for me to even be here and I don’t want to be.

this was way longer than intended, I’ll drop it here for now, if I don’t send another message, it’s bc i got my phone taken.

have a good day/night!

Hi hon!

Okay, so yes, hormones is the right term, but remember that a trans person doesn't have to be on hormones to be trans or to be considered the gender they identify as.

Also, yes, straight people can date trans people. I think, in some ways, it's affirming for a straight dude to be like "of course I'm straight because I'm dating x. Because she's a girl" It reminds x that she IS a girl.

As far as your happiness- when you say "I have stuff, my life is comfortable" so? You clearly aren't being supported, of COURSE you're sad! And it's okay to be sad! Just remember that this won't last forever. Soon, you'll be the one off to college, and your parents will have less and less control over you.

I'm sending you so much love and support <3

[our-demigirl-experience]

Anonymous M here again! So, my mom saw one of my coming out messages on Discord to a friend, and she has asked me nothing about it, and have done no researches on what is a demigril, how do I know? She tried explaining a family friend what a demigirl is (while talking about someone else in a Discord group she's in), and said "He tried with girls, he tried with boys, and now he doesn't really know" (referring to relationships I think). She at least apologized for outing me (although I am kinda out to that dude in a way), but still never asked me what it is, and the more I think about it, even though I have the perfect excuse this time, the more I'm scared she tells my dad, who doesn't accept any identities that's not man or women (although he accept trans people if they have a "valid" reason for transitioning). I know for sure my mom will call BS if I try to explain to her what a demigirl really is, but it's really annoying me that she just assume who I am, I'm so sorry for putting this on you, but what the hell do I do?

That sounds like a rough situation. First of all, it wasn't cool of your mom to look through your discord but either way, she should at least be respectful of your space and keep this a matter between you and her. And if you really want her to do more research about what a demigirl actually is, it never hurts to try and explain it for her. I hope this helps!

[mithliya]

i agree that in the end there's no one we detransitioners hurt more than ourselves. and i too have to admit that it also hurted immensely to watch your favourite media personalities turn to gender shit.

i was gnc even before i realised that im a lesbian. i grew up in eastern europe, and didn't know that real love between women is even possible, that its called being a lesbian. everything around me implied that im bound to marry a man in the end, give birth to children and be a mother. and it was scary. i secretly dreamt of waking up a boy one day because then i would be able to marry a nice girl. when i got my own access to the internet, i was exposed to even more misogyny and it made me spiral even further to the point of dreading growing up, feeling disgusted and trapped in my own body etc. but on the other hand i slowly found about homosexuality and other stuff. and so i discovered other gnc women. famous gnc women. when i was a teen, i think i had a celebrity crush on Rain Dove(i still find her very attractive), and listened to JD Samson and LP. (i sorta built my own teen separatist utopia in my online space, when i only watched and listened to and read what gnc and lesbian women had to offer) it was like a breath of fresh air for me. and then women who were just like me, whom i looked up to one by one started to proclaim themselves non-binary and proceed to promote that rhetoric further. it threw me back so hard i got depressed. i was bullied by my dad for "looking too much like Jolie's tif daughter". it took me long to stabilise myself back. im still dysphoric, some times feel worse than others, but nothing i can't bear really.

now i don't think that those women caused more damage than my misogynistic environment,my school, classmates, dance class, family, social media etc., they just reopened the old wound in an unstable teen. but i can't help feeling wronged by them a little bit. i don't place the whole blame on them, at least not equal to what misogynistic society's done to me first. as well as i don't think that their fault as celebrities is anywhere near to anything that a regular detrans woman may have of feel. but i do think that people like them, who helped to spread those ideologies, even if it came from their own traumas and discomfort caused by misogyny, have to take some responsibility for their actions, once they decide to detrans or desist. at least for leading young, gnc, lesbian, mentally ill or unstable, autistic girl to the gender bs.

(thanks for reading my rumbling. i can also call my feelings very subjective, because i acknowledge that after all this time i still feel angry at the world, and at the environment those women had become a part of, that led a little anxious insecure girl i was to think there was actually something wrong with her. can also be the case. bc page's transition also hit harder than i wanted, even though i already was a radfem)

btw shiloh jolie (john) is not trans, shes just a gnc girl and i think its awesome that her mom let her explore that stuff and called her john (as shiloh requested) bc its what allowed her to grow up to be gnc unapologetically rather than self-hating.

i get where ur coming from though, i think its a pretty toxic cycle in general, like many gnc women & girls buy into that ideology because of how it targets them & then further promote it which slowly impacts more and more gnc people negatively. i just think that people have a lot of unnecessary hostility and presumptiveness towards detrans people that acts like these detrans people were personally responsible for this cycle existing, as if they also werent harmed by that same rhetoric and aren't actively fighting against it by being vocal against it. that said, of course it's important to go against your past wrongs and to try to right them, my issue is that people assume the worst of detrans people & don't realise that its detrans people fighting against those wrongs the hardest right now, alongside gnc people.

[golden--doodler]

After thinking about how much I love my sister, I started thinking about how much I love my dad. Words can't describe how lucky I was to have such a loving, supportive, caring father like him. Specifically when it comes to LGBTQ+ matters. I'm also just kind of a daddy's girl at heart.

Now, he's the most Cisgender, Heterosexual male to ever walk this Earth. But he's also the most enormous ally of the LGBTQ+ community I've ever seen. So much so that he's practically waving a rainbow flag at any second. This man's support of the community is actually insane, and it gives me instant Serotonin just thinking about it. How many Cishet parents, especially coming from a country like Korea, who (even though they've gotten better about this over time) have a culture where being LGBTQ+ is still very taboo, would be as enthusiastic as he is about these matters? It warms my heart so much.

He actually gets so passionate and heated about it too. I remember one night at dinner (I can't remember the context of this), he actually said something along the lines of: "God, there are just so many people who say "marriage is only for men and women". Like why? That is so ridiculous."

My LGBTQ+ heart jumped a little in happiness at him being so outspoken about Homophobia.

But my favorite thing is how passionate of a Transgender ally he is. Even though neither my sister nor I are Trans (I'm Genderfluid AFAB and my older sister's Cisgender), he gets so adorably excited when talking about Trans people. I don't know what it is about Trans people, but he actually loves them so much? I remember one day, I was talking to him about nothing much in particular, and then the subject turned to video games. A long time ago, I got really into this Choose-Your-Own-Adventure video game series called Life is Strange, and he brought up a game that was similar to Life is Strange that he played. And he said something along the lines of:

"Well, if you play it, you'll see, but there's something super cool and interesting that happens when you get farther along. You actually find out that the main character is actually *gasps* a Trans Guy! Like he was born a girl but he's really a boy. Isn't that just the coolest thing, Doodler? I thought it was so cool. I really enjoyed that. You should play it."

And then another instance, he began talking about the two people who directed the Matrix movies, the ones with Keanu Reeves (The Wachowskis), because he recently watched the newer Matrix movie which I can't remember the name of. He brought the directors up because he told me:

"Oh, and they're not the brothers. People thought they were, but they're actually the sisters. They're Transgender. Isn't that great?"

My sister was there as well, and she also talked about how cool she thought that was too, especially because the Wachowskis apparently came out later in their lives than most.

I can't emphasize how incredible it is to have a father who gets so excited about other people's identities that are different than their own. He is so outspoken about how everyone should be accepted for who they are, and how everyone is beautiful for who they are. He is part of the reason that I always grew up accepting people for who they are, and why I was always so comfortable with exploring and figuring out who I was as I grew older.

And when I ended up coming out to him, I asked him gently if he was surprised. And his reaction was telling me that he only wanted me to be happy. We also hugged. That response and acceptance from him meant everything. Something tells me that he would proudly brag about me and my LGBTQ+ identity to as many people as possible if he could.

And over the summer, I was playing the South Park: Fractured But Whole video game, and I showed him my character's page, and how I'd made my character Bisexual like I am (side note, it's super cool how the game allows you to make your character LGBTQ+). And when he saw this, he laughed and gave the biggest grin. He told me he loved that I did that. And that gave me such a warm feeling inside that I could share these things with him so openly.

There are unfortunately so many people who have to hide who they are from their parents for fear of judgement or worse. But the fact that I don't have to and can be proud of who I am in front of my dad is a testament to how amazing and accepting of a parent he is. All dads should honestly take notes, at least when it comes to being supportive of the LGBTQ+ community.

I think this is also why my dad reminds me so much of Bob. All of the reasons I outlined why I love my dad and how accepting he is are all reasons I love Bob as well, and why I think Bob is such a great dad. And this scene has something my dad would definitely say:

I'm going to tag @br1ghtestlight here because I know he's Trans, and I just think he'd like to read about my wholesome #1 Trans Ally dad :3