#only making reblogging trans fem posts

[hillbillyoracle]

So I saw this screencap earlier

And I thought it was a great chance to talk about something.

A lot of progressive folks are familiar with the fact that right wing circles use feminine as a derogatory term and that there's a real cost to that for women.

What people are less familiar with is how it hurts men - queer and straight, cis and trans.

And I'm not shocked given how common it is in left leaning spaces to be reactionary (read: dismissive or outright harass) when men try to talk about these what these issues look like for them.

When men talk about how they've experienced toxic masculinity and anti-feminine bias, in addition to the usual right wing responses, I'm starting to see a bunch of supposed feminists and trans/queer allies harass them as well - saying they're hurting women/feminine presenting folks by "centering men", dismissing their concerns as made up (even when there's research to back it up), "why aren't you talking about what this is like for cis and trans women instead??".

I've seen trans men accused of being TERFs or being liars (by other trans people even - wtf) when they talk about their experiences of allies actively excluding them from trans spaces or harassing them for using T4T tags. I've seen men be accused of lying about publicly accessible clinical research that shows men make up 75%-77% of suicide cases - or worse suggest they deserve it. I see posts about how men's complaints "aren't unique to them" and dismiss them because women also suffer things those authors assume are the same (even when the research contradicts this).

And here's the thing:

When you assume feminine=good/safe/gentle and masculine=bad/unsafe/enemy - you're parroting a conservative talking point.

There is no way around this fact.

A big part of what underpins child rearing being "the woman's domain" in conservatism, is the idea that men are inherently dangerous and therefore shouldn't really be around children without women present.

The reason why they blame women for abuse and rape - because they believe men are inherently dangerous and if a woman trusted them then it's her fault.

Part of why women have been effectively banned from many trades and careers for so long is the assumption that being around that many men presents an inherent danger to a woman.

"But!" you might be saying, "This person is clearly talking about men engaging in open conflict as good here!"

Yeah because conservatives see politics as an inherently male/dangerous/toxic sphere and uphold it as such.

I could go on and on really.

All of this is to say - please be more thoughtful in what you consume, comment, and reblog.

There are experiences specific to being masculine. Erasing that is one, a dick move, but two, particularly violent toward those talking about trans masculine, minority masculine, disabled masculine, and queer masculine experiences.

All privilege comes at a cost. Listening when people talk about that cost is key building a new more fair reality. Seeing the privilege is not worth the cost makes fervent allies. Want more allies? Don't be a dick to people having that realization.

Push back against the assumption of woman=good and man=bad when you see it - especially in community spaces. The amount of times I've seen domestic violence services only available to women is insane...

Do not let identarian politics blind you to the fact we're all human and working toward our own liberation should not come at the oppression of another. Believe me, those with real power would much rather you stay raging out at men in a similar class with you than directing your efforts at them.

The right wing wants you to believe it's either/or. Fuck that - it's both/and.

[just-some-random-blogger]

Tormented Spirit | 6

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"Is it such a sin to stand up for yourself?" you mutter as tears blur your vision. The way he reacted was visceral, instinctive even. "You never have to stand up for yourself ever again," says Daemon, reaching a hand to you, "come."

Daemon Targaryen x Hightower!Reader | 5k+ | cw: fem!reader, reader has brown hair, wife!reader, twin!Gwayne, arranged/forced marriage, canon divergence, alternate universe, slow burn, smut (piv, biting, marking, mild choking) DD:DNE, violence/death, panic/anxiety attacks, mentions of pregnancy/labor, daddy issues/child abuse/family problems, mentions/depictions of mental/physical/psychosomatic illness, ye old misogyny, angst, typos, etc.

A/N: ayo my high valyrian is probably wrong so if you know it is just roll with it. girl this fic doesnt want to end wtf i- if you like my work, please consider leaving a comment or reblog as I really look forward to them | cross posted on ao3

@arabellasleopardcoat

You fall asleep in Daemon's arms as he walks back to the Keep. He cannot help himself. His lilac eyes go back and forth between your face and where he was going. There seemed to be nothing else. It was just him, the moon, and your breathing against his neck.

When he reached the door to his marriage chambers, he was taken aback by the sudden galloping of a Cargyll twin. The knight opens the door then makes way. Daemon turns over his shoulder and realizes both brothers had been following him.

There is an angry annoyance that forces up his throat, but when you release an audible sigh, and he remembers it was he who had instructed them to retrieve you. He says two words before entering the room and kicking the door closed, "thank you."

Daemon lays you down and gulps at the sight of your body. Your brown hair falls over your face as you shuffle and reach out for nothing. He realizes then, as the urge to push your tresses away intensifies, that he's never witnessed you sleep before.

He removes your shoes, placing them at the foot of your bed.

And he never will.

Daemon walks off. He's five steps from making an exit when he hears the noise you make. He stills and waits a few seconds. You make the noise again.

With a line between his brows, he returns to you, peering over your body. Indeed, you were still asleep, but from the way your lips and forehead curled, you were dreaming of something unpleasant. He sighs, clasping his hands, "amīvindigon sesīr isse ēdrugon." Tormented even in sleep.

There is a discomfort that spreads in his ribs as tears leave your closed eyes. He shakes his head "mundagon riña." Miserable girl.

He sits beside you, staring for a moment before finally brushing your hair back, doing the same with your tears. While caressing your soft skin, he finds his thumb itching to smoothen out the creases on your face that seem to only deepen. Under his breath, he speaks to you the way he would Caraxes when he's overcome with emotion. He forfeits the commanding tone however and whispers each word.

At some point, both his hands find your cheeks. He is so caught up in tracing your lips, he doesn't even realize you were no longer in distress, nor does he know of your consciousness until you lean into his touch.

He is frozen when his eyes meet yours. He starts slightly when you sit up, heart racing when you embrace him. His pulse thunders so loud that you pull away and examine his face in worry. Daemon's breath hitches when your hands clutch his cheeks. Your eyes rove across his face and again, your forehead curls. You speak in the softest of voices, "what's wrong?"

He thinks for a moment. He stares at you. You just had a nightmare, yet you ask him what is wrong? He shifts and rests his hand at the small of your back. He shakes his head as his expression falls. He whispers, "mirre iksis sȳrī, jorrāeliarza." All is well, beloved.

You do not understand him.

He repeats, "all is well."

Your features slowly relax.

His face hardens as he tests the word he omitted in translation, "beloved."

His belly flutters at the faint chuckle you release. His eyes begin to widen when you slowly lean closer.

Daemon pulls his head back, intent on watching you, but he freezes when you kiss his cheek, again and again. You kiss his jaw, his jowl, his lips. Suddenly, he can smell you so clearly. Suddenly, he pulls you in.

You gather your skirts as you climb onto his lap. You sigh as you deepen your kiss. He makes a strangled sound against your mouth when you grind on his crotch. He digs his fingers into your hips before pushing your dress out of the way to claw at your thighs.

He sighs when your hands brush his chest. His breathing grows heavy at your attempt to free him of his top. He helps you get him out of his garbs, and soon he is getting you out of yours. Once you're both naked, he pulls you in, pressing his skin against yours, unwilling to part from your body. Simultaneously, he has a strong urge to examine you, to commit to memory the hue of your skin and the curves of your flesh. Daemon, in all his greed, tries to do both at once.

With you still sitting on him, he squeezes your bum, securing you on his lap as he drinks in your visage. He shamelessly moans and pants as you continue to grind on him, and now he can feel your wetness on his hardening member. As you undo the tie of his hair and comb the silver strands back, he remembers the first time you'd ever fucked.

He is hypnotized by your confidence, by how unbridled and overt your desire for him is. Nothing remains of the timid little girl he claimed on the beach. You were lust incarnate, the goddess of sex. You scratch your nails up his nape and besiege him with open mouthed kiss. He returns your fervor, scratching his nails down back, garnering out a shaky moan from your lips

He breaks away only to ogle at your breasts and he kneads them. His breath grows heavier at your continued grinding and hitches upon catching your dazed reaction. He spews out a string of High Valyrian curses before capturing your ribcage. He sinks his face into your chest and you mewl at the feel of his hot mouth on your breast, feeling restless and needy.

"Daemon," you tug at the roots of his hair, "I need you."

You are uninclined to wait for him as you lean into his shoulder while your other hand grabs his cock. Your breast in his mouth muffles the noise that leaves him as you sink down on him. You yelp when he nips your sternum, but it does not deter you from beginning to maneuver your hips up and down.

"Fuck, fuck," Daemon huffs against your chest. He looks up at you, going mad at the sight of your closed-eyed concentration. He licks a stripe of sweat building on the side of your neck and thrusts up in sync to your movements.

"N-ñuha dārilaros," my prince falls from your lips.

He moans at that. He straightens and traps you tightly in both his arms, "where did you fucking learn that?"

You squeak as his thrusts grow more vigorous, "I- mmm- in- uh- book."

Daemon licks your lower lip before biting it, "desperate hussy," he moans against your mouth, "iksan jāre naejot pryjagon ao." I am going to destroy you.

You gasp as he pushes you back like you were nothing. Your legs immediately lock around his hips as he comes atop you and your voice trembles when his hips thrust slower but deeper as he adjusts you to the center of the bed. He nuzzles into your neck, licking your jaw. He then pushes himself up and rubs your the curve of your ass.

You yield to him as he pushes your thighs back, bringing your legs over his shoulders. Using his weight to keep you down, he takes your wrists and pins them above you while the other tightens around your throat.

He fucks you thoroughly in this position and you can do nothing but whimper, arch your back, and feel your arousal drip onto the bed.

His hand brushes up your neck and soon he's tracing your parted lips with his thumb. You take him in and bite his finger. It stokes a flame in his belly, thus why he pulls away to push a hand on the back of your knees.

You are helpless as he plows into you. Daemon, in his delirium, reverts back into his mother tongue. He sings your body praises in High Valyrian. He calls you dirty names as he slaps his hips into yours with a wet squelch. Your fucked-out expression pulls out an honest confession of how pretty he think you'd look stuffed with his seed.

Of course, you cannot understand a word he's saying, nor do you know how much calling him name is egging him on.

He watches you, his darling doe. The dragon in him relishes your screwed eyes and opened mouth. You throw your head back as you chase your building pleasure, meanwhile Daemon feels his stomach tighten as his own nears.

Fuck, you were beautiful. It would be a shame to waste his seed.

A deep line forms between his brows as he imagines the child you would bear him. Fuck. He does not want it.

He grabs your jaw and pushes your head to the side. It's enough to push you over the edge. He curses as he feels you tighten around him. You're so hot and wet and divine, he grits his teeth to build his resolve. Quickly, he quickly pulls out, gliding his cock back and forth your slick folds, sequentially finishing on your pulsing cunt and belly, just as he always does.

The image is nothing new, but it drives him no less wild. Behold, the Lord Hand's dearest daughter, all dirty with his molten come. It's a wicked, wet dream made reality. It was all his.

But there was something different. Daemon doesn't just pull away and roll over. He stares at you for a while, watching you catch your breath as he does the same. He stares at the mess he's made of you, and yes, you were filthy but you were also glimmering. He gulps, before grabbing his discarded clothes to clean you up.

He wets his dress shirt with water then wipes you down. He does the same to himself and catches you staring.

His instinct is to ruin the moment, to berate you for looking so dumbstruck and to praise the prowess of his cock, but he cannot find it in him to do so with how utterly enchanting you look in the afterglow of your love m— fucking.

You reach out to him.

His heart races.

"Stay," you whisper.

If there's one thing he hates, it's people telling him what to do.

... why then was such a simple word so compelling?

You fix the pillows on the bed as your husband crawls beside you. Daemon feels his throat constrict as you throw yourself on him. He is unable to move as you press your chests together and snake your leg over his hips. He does not know why he's become petrified by your touch. You trace your thumb across his face, "you're so beautiful."

Daemon does not reply. He cannot.

His brows furrow when he thinks he notices your eyes water. They furrow deeper when you smile and laugh out, "I wish you were real."

You feel sick after saying that.

He feels sick after hearing that.

Your prince shakes his hand and takes the hand you had on his face, "I am real."

You nod and laugh again. "I believe you."

Why then do your tears fall?

Daemon lets you curl into him. You latch onto him so tightly, he feels you would not be able to push you away even if he wanted. He doesn't want to though.

You fall asleep in his arms.

You wake up all alone.

You groan at the sound your servants telling you to rise. You brush your brown hair off your shoulder and knit your brows at the feel of your night gown. A pit instantly forms in your belly. Of course it had been a dream.

Hot tears that instantly rush down your cheeks. You hide underneath your blankets and manage to croak, "leave me alone."

You weep into your pillows for you did not know any better. You did not know Daemon had slept with you. You did not know when he awoke, he watched you sleep until the last minute. You did not know he put you into the clothes you wore because you shivered without his heat.

You hear your servants fuss over you. They ask if you're ill and in need of a maester. The only response you give are sniffles and groans. They ask if you will be able to attend today's tourney.

You moan, "what?"

"It will be starting soon, milady," one of the servants say, "do you not want to see your husband joust? He is quite good."

You know she says it to entice you, but it only makes you feel sick. After all, you did not know Daemon roused early, only because he needed to prepare for the tourney. You never will.

The same servant says, "and your brother? Isn't it his last day in King's Landing?"

You push your blankets down and stare at your two servants.

"Milady," the other says softly, "it would be good to attend."

"I do not want to behold my brother in such violence," you snuggle into bed.

The servants turn to each other, and one offers, "you can close your eyes upon collision, princess."

You sigh and shake your head. You think of Daemon. You think of how he'll surely hurt Gwayne if they face each other. Your think of how he'd done so in a tourney once before. You shake your head, "I do not want to go."

So you do not.

When the tourney commences, Daemon is most eager to make his entrance. One by one, the players are called, and upon his turn, he trots on his horse with a look of pride. He basks in the cheers as his eyes fall to the main balcony, where he quickly spots the king. His expression further brightens at the sight of his brother's smile and his niece's grin. When he spots your sister and your ugly father, he looks the crowd once over, looking for you. His lips flatten when he realizes you're not there. He awaits your arrival, forfeiting the first pick to witness your entrance, then he realizes, you wouldn't be coming. Suddenly, it was as though he never woke up in a good mood.

Meanwhile, you were aimlessly roaming the castle with one Cargyll twin trailing behind you. You do not know who it is, as you cannot find it in you to speak to him. You knew if you did, you'd end up asking him what happened after him and his brother found you in the temple. You did not want to be disappointed by the reality you'd dreamed up Daemon, so you hold your tongue.

You are torn from your lonesome trance when you hear wailing across the hall. You find yourself drawing near to the source, and you realize it was coming from Queen's chambers. Your feet falter when it dawns on you she was now in labor.

One of the servants spots you and curtsies, "princess. Have you come to visit the queen?"

You release a shaky breath, "I-"

"Who is it?!" Aemma snaps loudly then sighs.

You step back, heart racing. You gasp when you knock into Cargyll's chest plate. Another gasp comes when you turn forward and find the face of the queen. She looks distraught and yet she laughs, "your husband visited me just this morning."

You watch as she groans and rubs her belly, "he requires your attention more th-" she winces, "than I."

You cannot help but take her arm, "s-should you not be in bed, my queen?"

Aemma sighs, squeezing your arm in return, "walking can help speed-" she does not continue as her face curls in discomfort.

You feel your breath hitch as she squeezes you tighter, "sh-shall we walk to-together?"

She looks at you, a deep line between her brows, "Daemon was very excited for today's tourney. You should be there cheering for him."

"But-"

Aemma lurches forward as a particularly painful contraction hits her.

She is taken by the midwives and lead back into her chambers. You are so stunned by the encounter, your ward has to reel you back and shake you.

"My princess," he takes your shoulders.

You look at him, unable to speak. Your eyes become glassy but you manage to take deep breaths to calm yourself.

"Do not distress," he says, rubbing your arms, "the queen has everyone she needs at her disposal."

Your lips wobble, "her p-pain must be unbearable."

He cannot help the twist of his face nor how his face reaches out for your cheek, "you need not think about anyone else's pain. You have far too much of your own."

You do not respond to him until you find yourself in the gardens. You are grateful he did not think to lead you into the maester's ward, and guilty that you still do not know who it was accompanying you.

"Erryk?"

"Yes, my princess?"

You turn from the flower bushes to him, "did I get it right?"

He knits his brows and nods, "yes, my princess."

"Apologies for not speaking to you earlier. I... was not in good spirits."

"You needn't apologize for doing what is best for you."

You lower your head, "you are too kind to me."

"I really ought to be kinder," he says, taking your hand in both of his.

You look at him as he rubs your knuckles. You smile and cover his hands with yours.

"I would tell you to watch the tourney if I were kinder," Erryk says.

You laugh, "it is precisely because you are kind that you do not tell me to do such things."

Erryk thinks how inappropriate it was of him to act this way, to hold your hand, to impose his opinions upon you. If he was kinder, he would not be so apparent with his fondness. He mutters, "I am dutiful, my princess, but I am not kind."

You knit your brows at that.

He does not clarify and pulls away, "perhaps you would like to go out and pick flowers again?"

You smile at the thought, but remember your brother, "I do not want to miss my brother. He will leave today before sunset no matter what."

He nods. If he were kinder, he'd offer to take you to the tourney to see your brother while he is still here, but he also does not want to bring you to your husband.

You think of the tourney nonetheless, as well as the queen's words. You sigh and shake your head, "would it be inappropriate to watch the games at this hour?"

Erryk is surprised by your question.

"I do not want to appear as though I meant to make an entrance."

"I assure you," he shakes his head, "no one would think it. It is not your nature."

You chuckle to yourself, turning to your feet, "you're right. They'd probably assume I was subject to the horrors. As it is my nature."

"That is not what I mean-"

"A jest," you smile, "a mere jest."

When you arrive at the tourney, your father immediately assumes exactly what you said, and looks you over in concern. You simply agree with what he assumes to save yourself the trouble but reassure him you were better. You then assume the seat beside Alicent.

It's harder to reassure her, as her worry is more frantic than your father's. She secures her hand in yours throughout the event, and tells you which players she thinks will do poorly so you are not so shocked if they end up on the ground.

You are glad of it, but in truth you pay little attention to the violence. You let your mind wander, counting how many birds fly overhead. You daydream about flying on Caraxes. You daydream about embracing Daemon from behind.

You are only pulled back into reality when you hear your brother's name announced.

Alternatively, Daemon rolls his eyes as he dawdles around his tent, waiting for his turn to bash someone in with his lance.

You perk from your seat, watching the man with the Hightower sigil gallop across the stadium, all the way to you. Gwayne removes his helmet and smiles. He calls out, "I am glad to see you, sister. I was concerned you would not come."

Daemon stills when he hears this and looks out his tent.

"Cast away your concerns. Focus on staying on your horse," you call back.

Gwayne offers his lance, "perhaps your favor will keep me upright, princess."

You roll your eyes at your brother's teasing regard. Still, you stand and throw him a wreath, "do not dare fall off your horse, ser."

"Wouldn't dream of it," he puts his helmet back on.

As the Hightower twins were speaking, Daemon exited his tent and mounted his horse. Without even looking at the man who meant to go against Gwayne, the prince announces he will have his turn and gallops off, leaving everyone nothing else to do but follow.

Daemon replaces your brother, huffing as he halts before you. He looks up at you and your parted lips, your braided brown hair, your terribly modest dress. Suddenly, his chipper mood returns to him. He licks his lips and grins, calling out your name.

Alicent turns to you, gripping your hand. Rhaenyra turns to you, chuckling under her breath. Otto turns to you, clenching his jaw. Viserys turns to you, smiling softly. You turn to Daemon, voice breaking, "husb-and."

Your husband releases a breathy laugh. His stomach feels fuzzy, "I am gladdened by your appearance."

Your throat tightens yet your jaw slacks. He is?

Daemon watches you. He waits for your response but receives none. It makes his brows furrow, but his smile remains. He points his lance, "give me your favor."

"I-"

"He's already given her favor, uncle," Rhaenyra says, leaning forward.

Daemon's eyes remain on you, "then she'll give another."

The princess laughs, "she cannot favor two knights. Especially not two knights jousting against each other."

Daemon finally turns to his niece. She smiles at him as he huffs, "fine," but the prince turns to Alicent, "if I cannot have my wife's favor, her sister's suffice."

Rhaenyra turns to Alicent. Alicent turns to you. Your eyes do not leave Daemon. Your sister pulls away and takes the wreath, dropping it on his lance, "I do hope fortune finds you, my prince."

Daemon nods at her.

Alicent sits back down, turning between her friend and her sister. The former looks sulky while the latter looks agitated. Your heart pounds as Daemon smiles at you once he is positioned opposite Gwayne. You misinterpret his expression. Alicent takes your hand, and this time you squeeze her tightly as you turn to your twin, "he will hurt Gwayne."

Your sister watches you gulp and rubs your hand, "it's a tourney."

You turn to Alicent with wide eyes, "precisely," you rapidly shake your head, "I should not have come."

Alicent lowers her head to offer you a solemn expression, "our brother is not made of glass. He is knight and a formidable player in his own regard."

You smile at your sister and nod, trying to find comfort in her words. You look back at Daemon, finding him already looking at you. His grin is renewed and you feel your stomach churn. You shift on your chair and avert your gaze to your brother. Gwayne is already faced forward with his helmet on. You mutter a prayer of protection under your breath.

Daemon's brows knit when you do not turn back to him. He tries to will you to look with his mind, but you do not, not even when the horses begin to run.

Gwayne manages to hit him, the cunt's lance colliding with his chest where his own misses. A point is called and the crowds cheer. Daemon turns to you and finds a look of relief on your face. It causes his lips to tighten. He barks as he charges the second time.

Gwayne hits him again, this time, nearly dismounting him. Daemon skids on the railing but manages to get himself upright.

The prince huffs, eyeing his opponent darkly. His eyes trail back to you, finding you looking out to him in concern. Part of his anger dissipates, but then you turn to your brother, gesturing vaguely. Your twin gestures back and you roll your eyes at him. Daemon doesn't understand what it means, but it irritates him all the same.

He huffs and decides to be done with this bother. The prince is silent until the horses start running again. His lance expertly makes the hit, causing the horse to topple forward, effectively sending the ginger cunt flying off. The heavy crashing and loud gasps are music to his ears. Daemon looks back at his opponent and laughs. He chucks his splintered weapon to the side and entices cheers with his victory scream.

The only reason his celebration stops is because he hears shrill scream from the balcony. He turns and finds you standing by the railing, calling out to your brother. Your father and sister are stood behind you, trying to calm you down. You thrash against them and manage to slip away. Daemon watches you leave the balcony and the Cunt Hand gives an apologetic look to the king.

Erryk follows you as you make your way down the arena to Gwayne's tent. He is uneasy by how distressed you were, and though he knew your distress would not wane until you see the condition of your twin, he did not like the idea of you coming to him, lest it inspire the rage of your husband, who was rather happy to watch your brother crumple to the ground.

You find Gwayne laid on a cot, attended by some squires. His helmet is removed and his pained expression makes you run to him.

"Brother," you come to his side, finding relief in the maester that enters his tent.

You tense when your brother calls your name and you worriedly wipe the blood that trickled down his philtrum with a towel.

He groans and you pull away, allowing the maester to inspect him. His bent breastplate is removed and you see bruises on his pale chest. The measter presses his ear against his chest and turns to you, "Lord Gwayne is strong. He will be fine."

You breathe a sigh of relief and nod, "thank you. Thank the gods."

"You should not be here," Gwayne groans as he sits up.

You glare at him, gripping your skirt.

"Get her out of here, Carygll," he motions vaguely. Erryk comes to your side on cue.

You scoff, "hypocrite. If you were in my place, would you leave if I asked you?"

"Please," he looks up at you with tired blue eyes, "I do not wish to quarrel."

"Then do not wish me away!" you shake your head, "I-"

Your attention is stolen when your name is called again. You, as does everyone else, turn to the man who walks into the tent. Daemon knits his brows, gaze lingering on your twin before turning to you. He brings his hands behind him and sighs, "See. I did not kill him. You needn't be so worried, darling."

The pet name makes you feel sick. Erryk clenches his jaw.

"Come," he reaches a hand out to you, "your heart will only heavy with worry if you stay here. There's plenty of space in my tent."

Anger builds in you at his callousness. Gwayne recognizes it and curses under his breath. He watches you intently, noticing the twitch of your face twitches and the very moment you resign yourself to your husband's whim. He stares at his lap, unwilling to witness the bitter tears he knew would come after you take his hand.

Daemon shoots Gwayne a shit-eating grin as he walks out of the tent, but the cunt does not even see it. Still, he is pleased as he brings you to his tent and immediately pours you a cup of wine. The prince freezes when he realizes you had been silently sobbing. You stand there aloof as tears wet your face.

The prince drops the cup he meant to offer you and captures your cheeks. He gazes at you in concern and repeats what he had already said, "I did not kill him."

Your eyes focus as he swipes your cheeks. The coldness in your gaze unnerves him, "you did not have to be so cruel."

He pulls his head back, "cruel?"

You say nothing.

Daemon chuckles dryly, releasing you, "we were both in a tourney," he chuckles again, "girl."

You flinch when he calls you that. Your father's face appears in your head.

The prince is riled up by your silence. His stomach is uneasy by the steady flow of your tears. He scoffs, "your brother lost, but your husband-" he enunciates, "won."

You sniffle and wipe your cheeks, "yes," you offer him a smile, "apologies. Congratulations, my prince."

He stills at your words. He finds no satisfaction in it. His jaw feathers and he scoffs again, "do not congratulate me. I've still others to defeat."

You nod and step forward, "yes," you place your hand on his shoulders, "you are not injured at all, are you?"

It's as though your hands were heating his armour. He flinches when you touch his face. You pull your hands away ready to apologize for the intrusion but then he barks, "I am not feeble like you and your twin."

His anger is familiar. It is no worse than that of your father's, thus how you sustain your stillness.

Somehow it is worse that you do not react.

Daemon clenches his fists at your blankness, "say something, damn it."

You are taken off-guard by the desperation you discern, "w-what do you want me to say?"

"..."

"..."

"Do you have nothing more to tell me than I am cruel?"

The softness of his voice strikes a fear in you that you have not yet known. Your hands begin to tremble.

In a second, his softness is gone, and he snaps, "if you love that cunt so dearly, you should have married him instead."

You are stoic as Daemon storms off. The prince glares at Erryk, who had been waiting outside his tent the whole time, "get that bitch out of here."

Your ward's face contorts in contempt as your husband walks away. When Erryk makes his way towards you, he is unnerved by your stillness. He reaches for your arm, "princess?"

You turn to him and suddenly, you're laughing.

Goosebumps form underneath Erryk's armor.

"He said I should have married Gwayne instead," you turn to him.

He is tense at your eerily jovial expression. He mutters, "I heard."

"I do not ascribe to the unorthodox ways of his house," you shake your head. You laugh again but tears begin to flow after, "he thinks I'm stupid, doesn't he?"

The man gulps at your words and frowns, "even if he thought your skin was green, it would not make it so."

You laugh, but it is not so unsettling this time.

Erryk leads you out of the tent, "where to, my princess?"

"I... would like to go for a swim."

He takes a moment to think but then nods, "there is a stream that not many know of. We could go there. It is no very far."

As the tourney progresses, Daemon takes out his anger on his opponents. The is no satisfaction in any of his wins however, as each time, the looks over his shoulder to search for your face, and each time he is reminded you are not there.

At some point, he's so distracted that one vermin opponent manages to dismount him. He rages and screams for his sword. His foe grabs a flail. In the end, the prince is overpowered and forced to yield. It takes everything in him not to lunge at the stupid fuck as he walks towards the princess and her friend.

He storms to his tent, unwilling to be attended by anyone. He barks as a trembling squire, "I want my wife."

"S-she left with ser Car-"

Daemon kicks his table down.

"I-I— I will go call for her-"

He groans in pure vexation as he removes his armor. He looks down at himself, finding dirt, bruises, and small cuts on his body. His eyes water, but not in pain. You would clearly spare him no sympathy for his injuries. He did not even win. His breathing grows heavy in anger. It doesn't take long until he is overcome with emotion. Instead of drinking the cup of wine he poured himself, he slams it to the ground then proceeds to raze the other furniture in his tent.

[deathdetermineslife]

I love you non-sharing selfshippers! your f/os loves YOU and only YOU!!!!! no matter what anyone says, they'll always love and care for you. keep doing you!!!

I love you iffy-sharing selfshippers! your f/os value you so much!! your f/os love you so much!

I love you sharing selfshippers! your f/os love you! your f/o appreciates you!

I love you selfshippers who aren't sure what your sharing status is! that's okay! your f/os love you regardless!

I love you poc selfshippers! your f/os think you're so amazing and wonderful! your f/os love you so very much?

I love you fem selfshippers! your f/os think you're so beautiful! they're lucky to have someone like you in their life!

I love you masc selfshippers! your f/os think you're so handsome! they're grateful that you're with them!

I love you nonbinary selfshippers! your f/os love you no matter how you present or what pronouns you use! they think you're so valid!

I love you queer selfshippers! your f/os will always respect whatever label you go by! even if you change labels a few times!

I love you trans selfshippers! your f/os will always support your identity! they hope you know they love you so much!

I love you disabled selfshippers! your f/o hopes you know your disability is not a burden to them and they love you so much!

I love you mentally ill selfshippers! your f/o will always do whatever they can to help you! no matter what it is, they want to support you!

I love you selfshippers! please know that you deserve the world, no matter what hatred is spewed your way. your f/os love YOU. they love you. no matter what people try to say to you. with all the meanness going around in this community the last few months towards poc and women and folks with mental illness and disability and people who are nonsharing most recently, I want to remind you all how much you're valued here. I hate seeing anyone be sad or upset because they feel like they don't have a place here. you do have a place. your f/os love and appreciate you and you're so valued here in this community, even if people say otherwise. at the very least, me, and whoever reblogs this appreciates you.

no unkindness will be tolerated underneath this post! in fact, I implore you to maybe even tag your friends or mutuals to show them you care! spread the love and positivity. go say something nice in someones ask box (not mine, preferably a stranger or a mutuals who might need some kind words!)

if you ever need a pick me up, feel free to come back and look at this post for as long as you want. you're loved, you're valid, you're appreciated, and you matter. YOU have a place here. don't let ANYONE who treats you meanly make you feel otherwise.

I LOVE YOU SELFSHIPPERS!! I love you I love you I love you. /p TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES AND REMEMBER YOUR F/OS LOVE YOU TOO !!!! :DDD go do something nice today! even if it's something little for yourselves !!! :D

[romanarose]

What: An event to highlight disability visibility in the Pedro Pascal and Oscar isaac fandom! Writings or art MUST include some disability. In the header, I have chosen 4 characters with canon disabilities, but you can write for anyone! For examples:

Marcus Acacius losing eyesight Llewyn with a reader with a reader with epilepsy Javier Pena x Steven Murphy and Steve has cancer

Fics and art can be NSFW, friends, romantic, canon characters only, x reader, solo fics, ETC. If you want to explore a bonus chapter within a series you already wrote, that works, but,

MUST BE NEW CONTENT!

Who: Anyone who wants to make art or write a fic!

Where: Tumblr, but if you want to post on ao3 and send a link that works!

When: Through the month of April!

Why: It's important for all of us to look at the beautiful diversity of this fandom! There have been many discussions around race and gender/sexuality biases especially in the PPCU recently, and I want to not derail, but rather add to this conversation.

Rules: I'll try to keep it simple

Not a dead dove event: While dark content can be discussed or shown and I am not a dark hater, please no dead dove, non con etc. Not for this event.

Minor characters are allowed, but obviously no NSFW minors. You want to have Marc and reader in their teens, thats fine! but not smut.

No minors!: I am aware I cannot stop nor do I wish to stop minors from reading, but interacting with this event is strictly 18+

Non-disabled people can write, and disabled folk can write for disabilities they do not have, but do research: Reach out to friends who have a disability you want to write about. Watch youtube videos. Read book and blog posts. I'll link some resources at the bottom!

TRY not to fall into trope or harmful traps. Again, I'll link tropes in the bottom, try our best!

Try to end light. This is about the beauty of diversity. Like with my pride event, I'm not naive to hardships the disability community faces and we can explore that, but lets not let that be the main focus.

Readmore: Use the READMORE option! I'll reblog all fics but ONLY if theres a readmore

Add alt text to any pictures. I have literally done this maybe twice and that's my fault. it takes a minute, I have no excuses, but its very important for people who use aids online.

And this isn't a rule but a few notes. try to avoid the inspiration porn shit. If you don't know what it is, look it up and if you're still not clear you can ask me! Also, I recognize major depressive disorder , PTSD, anxiety ETC can be disabilities, these are things that are depicted a fair amount in fics already. If you choose to write to draw with these disabilities, that is okay! I'm still more than happy to include your work! I just want to gently encourage people to think of other disabilites we can try to include so others feel welcomed!

And as always with my events, I want to encourage you to think beyond the standard x fem reader. It's all wonderful and beautiful, but if you wanted to write reflecting your experience as a black disabled woman or a trans disabled man or writing about Santi's experience being queer and disabled I WOULD LOVE TO SEE IT ALL!!

Events tend to not have a lot of art, so I'd really love to see artists participate too!

HOW: SEND ME THE LINK ASKS OR DMS! asks in preferred so I can keep track. Do to internet safety, I wont look at anonymous links. If you have to be on anon bc you use a sideblog (looking at you, Haru!) then tag me in your fic or post, I'll open up a dm with you on that blog and you can send it there. I''ve had issues in the past trying to keep things organized so this is best for me! Everything will be reblogged, and then put into a masterlist!

I will be posting the masterlist on my new blog, @cosmic-kid-in-motion. I wanted to start the event here where I actually have followers, but the final product will be on my new blog, transferring things over.

I am so excited to see what you all come up with!!!!

Disability Visibility Project: An online page talking about disability issues. The sight is ran by Ali Wong. She also has a book of essays from different people called Disability Visibility, I HIGHLY REC. We read this book and used this site heavility in my intro to disability class, its why I named the event this!

Ableist tropes in media

Youtuber who is a friend of mine, Andy

Deaf awareness by same youtuber

Another youtuber I like

Disabled palistinian comedian

If anyone has other links they recommend im all ears!

I also open for any questions, and if any other disabled tumblrinas wanna open up for questions, comment below! You totally dont have to, but a wider range is always great! I have a few physical and mental disabilites and like I mentioned, I took a class. Im also good friends with the tuber i linked above and he's done a lot of disability advocacy and I've learned a lot from him, So I feel confident but if theres another I dont know I'll open it up! Any input or ideas are welcome!!!

Im so excited to see what everyone comes up with!

[foggymyst]

»»———-Welcome To Mystic's Blog!———-««

↳˗ˏˋAbout Mysticˊˎ˗ ↴

I am an eighteen year old female. I've always been into the idea of hypnotist since I believe elementary school, and found it as a kink when I hit 16. So you bet that when I turned 18 I really dove right into it to get to know more about it.

I'm a lesbian dom, simply because I find women attractive and am generally to scared to sub, so that's that. And I really hope to get to meet so many people as I go on.

I'm excited to learn and grow in my skills as a hypnotist and am open to any and all feedback good and bad, so feel free to send asks and DM me whenever!

↳˗ˏˋAbout The Blogˊˎ˗ ↴

This blog is an 18 and up blog where I mainly post hypnosis inductions, hypnosis fantasies, and whatever comes to mind regarding the topic of hypnosis.

This blog is made specifically by a lesbian for lesbians, so while most of my relaxant inductions will not use any specific term, all of my lewder/sex focused inductions will be for the female community, which includes anyone who gets that little twinge in their head and heat between their legs when I call them a "good girl". If that's not you, then it isn't for you. That's all there is to it.

No, this isn't an AFAB or CIS Fem only blog, this is for ANYONE who identifies as FEM. What does that mean? If you have a dick, that is not an immediate expulsion, because trust me, I will work on making inductions for trans females! So long as you're fem leaning of any kind, non-binary, trans-fem, cis-fem, you're welcome to stay and enjoy my blog to the fullest.

But that doesn't mean those masc-leaning or presenting aren't allowed to interact with me. As a lot of doms are male these days, it means a lot if those wiser, more experienced hypnotists can give me pointers/advice. And as mentioned, my more subby male friends can simply use my relaxation inductions if they really want.

↳˗ˏˋRulesˊˎ˗ ↴

✮ Don't use my post to add on an induction, I see plenty of doms reblogging with nothing. I'm not a fan, simply because if you want to be a hypnotist, and your blog is so you can be a hypnotist, do not use other people's works to make you seem like a hypnotist

✮ Please don't start doing inductions on subs who dropped to my work, see sometimes on other people's works where they'll post an induction, a sub will drop, and a dom will go and interact with that sub on that post to get them to play with them. It ain't cool.

✮ Please minors/male subs looking for private sessions DNI! This blog isn't for you, so please move on! Thank you!

↳˗ˏˋMy Tagsˊˎ˗ ↴

Figured that as I grow in popularity that I should come up with my own tags so people can find my work easier, so they are as follows:

❥ #mystic inductions: A tag where all my inductions will be collected for easier findings of them

❥ #mystic rambles: Any rambles or fantasies I have without any actual hypnosis being done

❥ #mystic answers: My answering tag for any asks I get that I have answers to!

❥ #mystic reblogs: My reblog tag for any reblogs I post having to do with my asks

❥ #mystic polls: Any polls I post for some reason or another, usually to get an idea of inductions to do

↳˗ˏˋMy Linksˊˎ˗ ↴

A collection of my links such as to my main blog/my request form and whatever else I make with it!

❀ My main blog: @spacedoutkeys where I post whatever I want at the time, such as hobbies, photography, life updates, and whatever. SFW and very very greenish

❀ My request form: Mystic's Session Requests where you can go and fill out if you want a session with me! You can check in my bio if it's open or not.

❀ My horny blog for all non hypnosis horny: @starymyst where I'll post all my other horny thoughts and keep this strictly hypno horny lol!

❀ My survey form: Mystic's Induction Survey where you can answer a quick survey that will allow me to improve and guide my blog for more people, while I'll cover everyone's preferences hopefully, the most common answers will be done first as it will apply to a larger section of my audience!

↳˗ˏˋHonorable Mentionsˊˎ˗ ↴

My favorite personal subs, hypnoblogs, tists, and whatnot, give them a look and check em out!

◬ @captivecamellia , my personal favorite, while I love all my subs, she's just an absolute cutie patootie. I love her "Good girls make more good girls" vibes and she's so easy to drop! Definitely give her a looksey!♡

◬ @kittygaykitty , absolutely adorable. The second I get my hands on kitty everyone will know.

[transalphabf]

I've had a LOT of direct messages recently from fem people.

Please, leave me alone. I do not like feminine people. If you have french tipped nails I do not want anything to do with you. If you're into force fem I do not want anything to do with you. If you're a femboy, please go far away from me. If you have she/her pronouns pleaaaase get the fuck away from me in direct conversation.

I cannot emphasise how my pinned post is not a boundary I'm willing to compromise just because you are horny.

I am a man in a very happy relationship with a man. I am only attracted to masculinity. I do not want to roleplay with femboys. I do not want to roleplay with any of you random 18 year olds. If I want to roleplay, I'll do it within the parametres of my personal relationship of nearly a year now.

I write and I love writing, but i do not owe you anything. I do not owe you my time, my attention, or my comfort levels being violated because you want to see a picture of my face because you want to roleplay with me.

If I were a lesbian saying no men interacting, none of you would bat an eyelid and consider it a normal boundary, so why can't you apply the same for my boundaries?

To clarify, I have no problem with people of any gender following my account, women are welcome to reblog my content as long as they acknowledge it has and will always be written for trans MEN. Not women, not nb people, not cis men. Trans men.

Asks are still welcome, provided you are a trans man. I really, REALLY need to make sure you all understand my boundaries here because in the past week I have had an influx of messages from people that I have made clear in my pinned post that I don't want to interact with.

[transfemme-shelterdog]

https://www.tumblr.com/transfemme-shelterdog/778104157867491328?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/maxknightley/778120257847099392/took-less-than-six-hours-for-someone-to-reblog?source=share

hey just letting u know this person u reblogged has concerning takes on transmascs. Like I agree with what she say here, but she added a section turning off reblogs bc apparently it getting tagged as 'transmisandry' is anti transfeminist. They also reblog transandrophobes

https://www.tumblr.com/maxknightley/778126871790600192?source=share

like yeah actually hate to break it to you - our masculinity IS the issue and is no more separable than being trans and a woman is for trans women. people perceived as women ARE punished for perceived masculinity and its a trf talking point to say otherwise. Also the original person is very much openly against transandrophobia and hem using TMRA as an insult not being a dealbreaker for her is sus. Trans men talking abt transandrophobia is not automatically blaming trans women and our language is both useful and necessary and the only ppl trying to make it a contest r ppl who r trying to claim trans women r the ultimate victim. trans men don't actually suffer 'less' than trans women

and she just generally seems to think trans men could never suffer the way trans women do and that they have privilege over trans women

https://www.tumblr.com/maxknightley/770306019982278656/in-response-to-a-previous-ask-you-said-trans?source=share

there's no more a pattern of trans men preying on/ostracizing trans women than there is of the reverse. we don't hold any power over trans women as a class that would allow us to do so, just like the the opposite is also true. also if a trans man doesn't pass and is out, but a trans women does pass that trans man definitely doesn't hold any privilege, what r u talking abt

"just that they (trans men) are in a position where they can - and at times, do - lift themselves up by shoving trans women down." no, we don't and aren't. as a group we aren't. individuals? Yes, but individual trans women also hurt individual trans men. lateral aggression. trans men have nothing unique that makes them able to hurt trans women that couldn't happen in reverse

https://www.tumblr.com/maxknightley/770277421183352832/now-i-know-that-this-is-gonna-be-a-revolutionary?source=share

uhhh no? trans people do not in any way as a class hold power over transfems. all trans ppl r women when convenient and men when convenient, no group is privileged over another. individuals of any group can harm others but not groups of trans ppl as a whole. this is transandrophobia. uhhh trans men r absolutely treated as predators

https://www.tumblr.com/maxknightley/770233147207139328/people-will-talk-about-getting-excluded-from-the?source=share

so... she thinks trans men r never mocked for their masculinity? like i said earlier none of us are respected for our gender and there is no 'acceptable' way to be trans for transphobes. masc trans men are no more accepted by society than fem trans women. it's not an all trans women and this one group of trans men, its literally all trans people

https://www.tumblr.com/maxknightley/756994134623092736/i-think-part-of-what-frustrates-me-about?source=share

how many orgs. can u name (general u) name that actually prioritize transmascs that don't also view us as women. Being misgendered isn't a privilege or else boymoding is transfems using their "male privilege" (I DO NOT believe this!!). and ok, cool, u want to talk and center transfem issues? that's understandable and good, so why r u not chill abt trans men doing the same for their issues? thats literally all transmisandry is.

im also going to say that i almost only see transfeminized used by ppl who follow trfs like tahlia bhatt. obviously im sure there r exceptions, ive just not seen them, so thats typically a beige flag

Ugh. Thanks for pointing this out Anon. I went ahead and deleted the post, and blocked her so I don't further platform their content accidentally.

I don't agree with her other points you've linked, for the record.

[tboy-isaac]

Obligatory introduction post

I’m eighteen. Call me Isaac. This is a kink blog. I’m a writer, so a lot of it will be written kink. He/Him pronouns only. Gay and trans.

Ao3:

https://archiveofourown.org/users/1663378/pseuds/tboyisaacwrites

Three years on T but it’s really more like two because I sometimes stopped for months

The list underneath is essentially a trigger warning for what you’ll find in my writing or reblogs, but also what I just personally like

Into: soft and hard CNC, forcemasc, daddy’s boy, age gaps, age play, being a bunny, called slurs, degraded for being trans (just don’t misgender), cis dom, being treated as less than a cis guy, but still boy if that makes any sense, autoassasinophilia + general dead dove stuff, fauxcest, breeding with pregnancy (but no birth), intox, guns

Not into (this is not a dni): Detrans, misgendering, puppy play, force fem, race play. I can be into detrans occasionally but don’t assume I will be at any given moment, don’t come into my DMs or asks and initiate it. You can still interact if you have kinks I’m not into.

I’m a sub, don’t expect me to be dominant Guess I’m a switch now? It kind of just happened?

DMs and asks open, all that stuff. I like kinky role play, open to sending pics. Send threats pls ❤️

Open to trans and cis men.

Women will only be blocked if they dm me or have ass pics and whatnot on their blog (with exceptions if we’re friends). Minors blocked. Anything involving real minors and real animals will be blocked.

[transmascpetewentz]

A Short Guide To Writing Gay Trans Men

So a few disclaimers before I start:

I'm not going to talk about anything sex-related here because 1) people have made other guides and google is your friend & 2) I'm not very comfortable with it.

I am just one person, and due to the fact that I am white and thin and perisex, I will definitely have blind spots. If you want more information about intersections that don't apply to me, ask someone who it does apply to!

I did get lots of messages from trans guys giving me advice on this, but nonetheless I do not speak for absolutely everyone.

There will be very little info here on how to accurately write medical transitions because that's not something I've experienced. Google is your best friend on this one.

This is not a complete post. I will keep adding to it as time goes on. If you're seeing this post reblogged by someone else, click on the original to see if I've made any additions or corrections before you send me that anon hate and/or comment telling me to kill myself.

What Not To Do

When there is a trans male character written by a cis person, especially a cis man, there's a very solid chance that he is going to check off at least 9 of the following boxes:

Thin

White

Able-bodied

Neurotypical or LSN neurodivergent

Binary

No nuance given to his identity and expression

Sexuality not specified or elaborated on

A cis person's love interest

2 dimensional transmasc stereotype

Usually small and feminine, but not actually femme

Gay transmasc characters written by cis people are very difficult to find because cis authors will often not specify the sexuality of the trans man dating a cis man or elaborate on his connection to the MLM community. This is because many cis authors believe that writing a gay trans man is just writing a woman but switching one of the genders. This is, of course, not true, and there must be more care taken to provide nuance and create a more accurate (and non-dysphoria-inducing) representation.

Moving Past The White Twink Stereotype

This is one of the most basic bars to clear for a cis person writing a gay trans man, and yet so many continue to fail at this very simple task. Ask yourself: is your gay transmasc character a white, hairless, thin person? If the answer is yes, that's not inherently a bad thing, though it may be good to reflect on why you want to create a character like this if this is the only type of transmasc representation you write.

The biggest thing you need to do here is to give him a set of defining traits. Not physical traits, not even gender expression traits. Just personality. What kind of person is he? How does he cope with the transphobia in this world (unless you're writing a fantasy universe without transphobia)? How does he act towards strangers? How does he approach people of different genders? What is his outlook on cis people? Once you have the basics, it's time to think about his physical appearance & expression and how that has impacted his life and his personality.

You also want to avoid the trope where a gay trans man's personality is undeveloped and he is treated as an object for cis men to help them advance their character arcs. It's fine for trans men to serve a purpose like that in the story, but they need to be their own individual humans.

Writing Sexuality

If your trans male characters date men, and I cannot reiterate this enough, make them be open about their homosexuality or bisexuality. Give them a sexual orientation and make them be proud of it. Of course, not every gay trans man is going to identify heavily with a masc/fem role in gay male relationships, but you should seriously consider whether or not your character would.

Additionally, don't follow the flawed line of logic of "trans man -> vagina -> bottom -> fem/femme." It's fine to make your gay trans male characters fem but please, I swear to god please give them a good reason for being so. If you do make your character femme, be very cautious to use language that doesn't trigger actual trans men's dysphoria. Don't constantly point out the character's physical features that may be associated with femininity unless you're making a point either about his dysphoria or about how society treats him or maybe about how he comes to accept his body. However, please be extremely careful with the last one as this trope has been used in so many transphobic portrayals.

Have your gay trans male character exist in gay spaces with other gay men (both cis and trans). Have him be open about being a gay man specifically. Give him cis gay male friends. Give him trans gay male friends. Don't allow your reader to ignore the fact that he is very much a gay man.

Dysphoria

For the love of all things good, please do not write your gay trans male character's dysphoria as "from the day I was born, I knew I was born in the wrong body. I have had no internalized shame or guilting into making me doubt my transness, and it was obvious that I was not a woman." That's not how anyone's dysphoria works, even if they did know from a young age that they were born in the wrong body.

For gay trans men specifically, most of us end up realizing we're trans around either age 12 or age 20. This doesn't mean he has to be exactly that age, but that's generally the safest age to have your character's egg crack. Of course, you can sprinkle in signs that he's trans since he was a young child, but I know a lot of gay trans men and I have yet to meet one who has known since birth and has had no doubt in his mind about it. However you can and should write older gay trans men, even some who find out they're trans in their 40s or older. Representation of older trans people is seriously lacking compared to how many there are.

Don't make your character the stereotype of a straight trans man who doesn't face the specific intersection of being trans and gay. Facing this intersection does affect something even as personal as dysphoria. Many of us will have self-doubt, believe that we're disgusting fetishists of gay men, or simply exist as women in gay spaces for a time. You also have to take into account gay beauty standards & your character's upbringing to figure out what they're likely to be most dysphoric about.

hi :3

That's it for now. I'll keep adding to this post as I get feedback and suggestions. If you want more advice, feel free to send me an ask. When I get enough asks about things, I'll make an FAQ post answering some of them.

[mlembug]

On me

I'm an adult.

Bluesky. Twitter. Mastodon. GitHub. My blog. NSFW tumblr sideblog.

On gender manga

The most up to date list of gender-y manga recommendations is here. [Mirror 1] [Mirror 2] I will update this link to point to the reblog that contains the latest update.

On the Magical Translators scanlation group

The new releases are announced in the "magical translators releases" tag, and also on the Discord server of the group. You can also use a RSS feed reader for keeping up with releases, by pointing it to this address:

https://mahoushoujobu.com/read/other/rss/all

You can read the manga either on MangaDex or on the group's website. Prefer to avoid other websites than the two listed for reasons of quality.

I also frequently collaborate with ElPsyKongroo and Danke fürs Lesen, so check these groups out.

Tag guide (incomplete)

art reblog - self explanatory

dystopian society - annoyances, tragedies and negative aspects of the 21st century real world

capitalist hellhole - same but direct consequences of capitalism

meow / woof / quack / snek - posts featuring, respectively: cats, dogs, ducks, snakes

force fem / forced feminization - posts pertaining to the forced feminization kink, all posts are tagged as both

magical translators - for announcements related to the scanlation group

magical translators releases - subset of the tag above: new chapter releases only

usamerica / ju-key / poland - posts relevant to USA, UK or Poland respectively

linguistics - language matters

trans lore - past signs of me being trans

trans lore of other people - same but of other people than me

mangaposting - pasting manga pages or crops for memetic purposes (usually trans related)

transfem headcanon - headcanons of fictional characters as trans women

autism - autism related posts

redoing memes with better typesetting - me taking an existing meme with an obvious edit and redoing it by finding the original font and making it consistent, or replacing questionable typesetting choices

not available in my area - collecting occurrence of every hot sale/freely distributed media I see here that happens to be geoblocked in Poland

correction for an earlier post - errata for stuff that I reblogged earlier but was misinformation or just straight up wrong

lol / funny / hilarious - funny posts, rated on the degree to how much funny they are

demand drm-free media - DRM sucks and will eventually result in you losing your collection.

[miradelletarot]

Bit scared to ask, but I keep seeing so many posts about how there's so much more fem!Tav/Gale content compared to queer content... do you have any recommendations? Because ppl on my dash work extra hard to put queer content out and whenever I go into the tag I only ever see queer content even though I prefer female Tav content myself ;; I thought since you also focus on fem!Tav content, maybe you'd have some blogs and stuff that you can name that have that kind of content consistently?

I am so honored that you felt comfortable asking me about this ^^ I do hope I answer your question in a way that is satisfactory to what you are looking for! I have several amazing writer friends who have graciously allowed me to share their works on here. These people are truly talented so I know you will find some quality reads. Admittedly, I was at Job #1 this morning when I sent the reblog from @spellbooking so i wasn't in the headspace to even think about this as deeply as I would have liked so hopefully this will redeem my dismal excuse for helping earlier lol. Now, some of these might not be Queer!Tav specifically, but I promise you, you will have plenty of queer-focused, gale-themed pairings with these authors. You won't be disappointed. ALSO: These are varying degrees of SFW to NSFW. So, please explore any tags before indulging! **Minors DNI** First up is from @wixed! You can find their master list here! This will keep you well-read for hours.

Next, we have @likethelightfromorionabove! You won't regret visiting their AO3. I PROMISE.

Of course, no list would be complete without the fabulous @nicocoer! Find them on Tumblr or on AO3!

This next one is another writing buddy of mine! Elf does such a great job, and I highly suggest you give their AO3 a visit! I'm in the middle of (slowly) getting through Pray For Me. Working 7 days a week makes it hard to get any good reading in unfortunately, but this one has a tab pinned at all times. Google hates me for it.

Now, if you want some Bladeweave or Oakweave, here's an AO3 for you from fiveforchibis!

Lastly, (but absolutely not least,) here is a fic that was shared with me that features a transmasc character, written by trans author, Wings_of_Night!

Of course, for anyone who has any recommendations of your own please share! Until then, I do hope you enjoy all of this delicious work!

[velvetvexations]

I think half of some of the issues some trans fems have with trans masc stuff is that some people find being seen as a woman to be traumatising and would rather deal with the trauma and danger of being seen as a failed man or faggot, like it's not appropriating anything it's that women find it traumatising to be seen as men and men find it traumatising to be seen as women like it's not appropriating for trans fems to find experiencing standard misogynistic sexism as affirming (which some women have found, even if they also find it upsetting or find upsetting at a later date)

a lot of it is very unhealthy though and directly leads to things like "yeah I'll believe I have power I don't have because it makes me feel more secure in my masculinity"

Velvet I hate to say it but yes they do in fact think that when men are sexually assaulted or beaten for any reason they are taking on a woman’s role in society. I’ve tried to pick apart how that narrative is just. Horrendously anti-feminist in my eyes - that’s what you think a woman’s role is/must be? holy fuck - but uh. Yeah. Yes.

TRFs will be like "my status as a woman objectively exists because Woman is an underclass in patriarchal society that I am classified under" and then you're like "so we should get minimize those classifications and drain them of meaning right" and then they suddenly go real quiet because they literally don't know how to conceptualize themselves except as someone who experiences misogyny

sad tragic terrible day: not one but two artists I had a lot of respect for decide to be a mask-off transandrophobe. sigh. at least I can always rely on you to have good takes and massive tits 🫡

my tits are huge and my love is boundless

why is it always the most insufferable people tilting at windmills. there are enough actual problems they could focus their self-righteousness on, but they'd rather imagine insane shit to attribute to other people.

scoring notes spreading malicious lies about other trans people on a dying social media site is more fun than dealing with the ongoing genocide targeting all of us

I get sooo pissed off by trfs going "listen to oppressed people about their oppression!" Because what they mean is "listen to us that this other group's oppression is Actually Our Oppression and them talking about their experiences and ppl listening to them talk about their experiences is Transmisogyny"

lmao literally

howdy velvet, here to leave a thought i had- 1 tumblr recommending me a transradfem blog in my "similar to those you follow" which was like. 3 fandom posts before it gets right into some of the nastiest overtly transandrophobic shit. and 1 tumblr stop recommending me people who dont think transmasc people are real people because i follow blogs who talk about....the opposite of that.... even if they reblog 1 (one) fandom gif. The main point is- JESUS christ do these people get really cruel about transmasc bodies like. immediately. its pivoting to calling us the c word and insulting dicks like we're all "smol beans" and its like....man. fuck is wrong with these people. why do they immediately feel entitled to shit on people's bodies?? it's just such an immediate kneejerk. total lack of consideration for other trans people's possible dysphoria and you know. just, not being a huge asshole.

I'm sorry, anon. No one should be treated like this.

You know something that really bother me is that people (who are not Ukrainian) act like basically 70 years of Ukrainian history is just a complete black hole. Was the Soviet era difficult? Of course. And bad at times? Of course. But it wasn’t literally nothing. The way these people discuss like Ukraine froze in 1930 and only started existing again in the 90s make me so uncomfortable. We weren’t “poor people starting entirely over 🥺 they are basically so far behind”. People still made things and made good memory and lived and loved and had family. It wasn’t literal misery all the time. And it really makes me uncomfortable when people act like it is, unless my whole family and bf’s family and everyone else is lying about good memories of their child hood or young adult hood I guess. It somehow is giving white savior despite most Ukrainians being white (well debatably, depending on how white you find Slavs but that is other conversation) especially when coming from Americans. Okay I guess you also must have nothing good going on ever because you are under bad government too right?

People are chronically unable to deal with other people as actual people, even when in sympathy.

[animentality]

… the post with the terfs on it is the 4b feminism post, because 4b is a radfem movement with self identified terfs in it. terfs are eating that post up because it’s literally what they’re all about, and the 4b crowd continue to screw over and exclude korean trans women and progressive korean feminists. there’s some great articles of the history of this growing transphobia in the korean women’s lib movement for free on jstor

ok I just checked that post and the version that's getting spread around is literally the anti terf anti rad fem version, like what the fuck?

the replies aren't even bad bc only people who follow me can reply to my posts anyway.

it has 18,000 reblogs.

you guys really think I have the time to go through every reblog to block every single terf who might be reblogging it???

like listen I'm sorry. people have complained about me not blocking every single terf before.

but with all due respect and this is not a fucking flex...

I literally do not have hours to just spend going through my reblogs and blocking every single person who might be a terf.

I can maybe go and block people who add tags.

but not just every single person who's reblogged it.

it's really not feasible, and I have other things to do than fight with stupid ass terfs who just have a million alts anyway.

now if you have someone you want me to block... feel free to tell me and I probably will.

but you don't know every single terf blog on Tumblr either, id wager.

so maybe calm down and remember that you don't have to engage with terfs on this site.

they thrive off making people angry.

sometimes you ignore people who are perpetually online.

sometimes it's better to support trans people, not just rail on transphobes all day.

[doberbutts]

hey thanks for re-reblogging that post abt Black transmasc experiences. i knew it was bad for yall but not How bad. that shit is so so fucked jesus christ

Oh thanks for the reminder I have to add some more tag essays I've gotten to it- make sure you read all of them, as it's more than black trans mascs. I've got butches, queens, and trans fems screenshotted in there too. The only demographic I'm really missing is cis perisex heterosexual black people.

[inkameswetrust]

Yo dawg, happy btr creator day!

You were my first look into the btr fandom. Randomly, one night I found out they still made music cause of a spotify discover playlist and then I made that post about jendall. I was worried I had the unpopular opinion for a little bit until you reblogged me!

And then we hit it off!

You've been in my corner supporting my art and various project (even when i need to slow doen 😅) and it has been a massive relief. I am so glad I met you dude.

Your writing opened up things about characters I may not have noticed, and you add a breathe of life to the characters you love. Kames, Nalyn, Trans fem logan. I love it all. And didnt know I needed it until I see it.

Your stories make me laugh, and make me cry, and they feel human. My heart is warm and fuzzy, but I also want to protect the characters you write.

Thank you so much.

<3 <3 <3

AAAAAAAAA, this is incredibly sweet!!

I remember that night like it was yesterday—reblogging back and forth until we talked nearly every day exchanging and discussing our ideas. It's been so much fun watching you grow into the author you've always wanted to be! Every time I read the latest chapter of Ghostwriter I'm reminded of how there was only a couple chapters out when we first met. I'm reminded of how much you've flourished and brought your story to life. Not to mention the other stories you've got on the side. I'll always be a huuuuuuuuuuuuge Carlynn shipper!!

I'm incredibly grateful that we provide a safe space for each other to express the thoughts and ideas we have for creative works that we're not quite ready to share with others just yet. I love how we inspire each other and constantly go to each other for feedback on original characters or video edits. I have plethora of other ideas on the backburner at the moment, but Lord knows you've heard about and supported every single one of them.

I'm not sure where I'd be as an author or a person if I hadn't met you. I've learned a lot from you, and not just how to flesh out characters or graphically express their emotions. But I've learned the importance of unapologetically being myself—something I'm still learning to apply in a few other facets of my life. You have such a unique outlook on the world that I've always enamored with. Not a day goes by that I'm not grateful for all that you've shared with me over the course of our friendship.

Thank you for continuing to teach and inspire me! ദ്ദി •⩊• )

[stupidfags]

HELP A NATIVE TRANS FEM AND A BLACK TRANS MASC KEEP THEIR HOME

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remake bc post died again

Hi! My best friends Dakotah and their partner have been struggling ever since Dakotah was unfairly targeted and fired at her last job back in October. They have been asking for help to be able to secure funds for rent and bills.

She's been job searching for months now and has been mostly ignored with some unsuccessful interviews. She's got one offer at a store, but they haven't gotten back to her yet, and they are, unfortunately, only minimum wage at about 15 hours per week. Her partner is currently working, but he also only makes minimum wage.

I've been helping them with rent and bills as I can, but I am now also struggling financially and am unable to help as much as I have been. They are currently behind about 1 month on rent, but as of today (1/31/24), the company that owns our apartments are claiming they are behind 3 months which isn't true at all.

If you could reblog and/or donate to help them, that would be greatly appreciated. If you are also interested in MTG, she also has a shop online where she is selling her cards as well. Dakotah was homeless for 3 years before for being kicked out due to being queer, and I dont want her to go through that again or have her partner experience it either. Dakotah is willing to show her rent bills if you'd like that as proof as well.

Please help if you are able , and please, please reblog this. Every reblog helps tremendously. Thank you!

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