#that it still would not be remotely the same as the gender of a cis woman

[isitovernow-ootw]

beginning to wish i was exposed to queer internet spaces a bit later so i could have just existed for a while, its really hard to think about my gender when I haven't spent a single period of time not analyzing it since i was 13

[mr-ribbit]

something fascinating to me about egg discourse is how often tme people Also joke about or question their friends potential to be trans, and it's literally never talked about like this.

my cis and tme nb friends routinely joke about celebrities or characters that have big "nonbinary energy" or who otherwise exhibit behavior we would associate with ourselves. i have tme friends and acquaintances who have approached me or my wife and straightforwardly said "something seems trans about you, have I asked for your pronouns recently?"

similar friends have even talked about other still-cis friends in our circle this way, or joked about "when are you going to transition like the rest of us?" or "yeah cis people are a minority in this group, just give it time" or "no wonder you have queer friends with how comfortable with being gnc you are" or etc etc examples like that

even the actual examples of people in my life that I can think of as being the most "invasive" or presumptive about gender have been tme people:

it was my cishet friends who outed me and my wife as trans to everyone at their wedding, including their boomer parents and hundreds of strangers, and called it "the most queer wedding party ever"

it was my tme nb friend who kept saying they could "always tell" her transfem cousin was trans before she came out, and then proceeded to randomly give us extremely personal details about her bottom surgery

it was my transmasc friend who refused to call me and my wife anything other than "little enby beans" after we met and introduced us with our full genders+sexuality labels to every single person one by one at a party

it was my transmasc nb friend who kept insisting my wife could "still be nonbinary" when she was first considering identifying as a trans woman instead, and it was THAT idea that actually slowed her down from making changes to her life that she wanted

it was my cis friends who approached me arm and arm and cornered my outside of a bathroom at a party right after I took a piss to suddenly ask me what my pronouns were because they "heard something" at the party

like, transfems deserve robust support against this trash so a lot of our defensive discourse has ofc been about how it IS okay for transfems to talk about eggs and be jokey about it and non-invasively approach others about being trans

but i swear to god none of these weird people have even stopped to make their discourse ABOUT anyone BUT transfems. it's so clearly targeted!!

no one has EVER approached *me* as a tme nb person and suggested i was pressuring gnc people with my egg jokes. never. nothing even remotely similar. i joke about other people being trans all the time and no one has ever treated me the way you all are treating transfems over this issue.

important note: my examples are all things I recall as being invasive and awkward, and I'm sharing them to make a point about how often rude behavior comes from the same tme people pointing fingers over this. but I still don't think any of them are worth the crucifixion people are treating transfem egg discourse with.

even when my friends were weird to me in the above examples, my reaction was either to confront them about it as friends who I trust to be able to communicate with, or to cut those individuals off after they proved not worth a relationship in the long run. at no time did I desire to make a call-out post or spread rumors about them or publicly declare all of their gender as a screeching menace to society.

my point here is that even when I do think about moments where others crossed a line, acting like this is a "issue trans women have" is blatantly transmisogynistic garbage that only exists to serve the woman-hating machine at the heart of our society. fucking cut it out

[fishing-lesbian-catgirl]

kinda fucked up for you to see a gender non conforming woman (samsus) and automatically make them trans. you get what i mean about how thats just reinforcing gender stereotypes (that cis women are feminine and would never commit genocide even a little while transwomen would do masculine evil things like shoot gun (because they’ve kept their man vibes) or whatever

yeah

I can’t tell if this is like a shitpost or a really poorly worded commentary because I have no idea who you are. Frankly I would normally assume the worst block you, buuuuut since I like talking about it I’d love to explain why Samus Aran is extremely transgender.

Tbh I am still tempted to block you but the terrible grammar, spelling error, and nonsensical nature of the ask almost make it seem like a shitpost

First of all Samus being trans-coded was very core to her character from the very beginning. Regardless of the reasons they did it, the original Metroid was intentionally made and marketed to have people assume she was a man. This isn’t even just because people would see a person in a power suit and assume they were a man, the games manual explicitly refers to Samus with he/him pronouns. The immediate assumption that she’s a man because she’s tall, broad shouldered, badass, and wears a power suit that obscures her feminine features until the big reveal is inherently a trans theme. Taking that away makes her a less compelling character. It’s also continued in that Metroid media has continually joked that a lot of the Galaxy assumes that Samus Aran, the greatest bounty hunter in the Galaxy, is a man.

Secondly there was that one Metroid dev who said in an interview that Samus was transgender. The terminology used was outdated and it was explicitly a transphobic joke, but it’s too late she’s ours now.

Thirdly she is (was) built like one of us. That is, prior to the later zero suit designs trying way too hard to be sexy. Like seriously when I first found this image a few years ago I was the same height and weight as her. I miss the big buff broad shouldered Samus design so much and her later redesigns are honestly kinda pathetic by comparison

Fourth, Samus was raised by the Chozo and trained to become a powerful warrior. Part of what they did to make her strong was body modification via Chozo DNA splicing to make her stronger and more agile than a normal human. This is a sci-fi setting where she was raised by an extremely advanced alien race who could change her very DNA, acting like she couldn’t look like she does and be a trans woman is simply not even an argument.

Now, of course, you could refute all this by saying “but Cordelia, we know what Samus looked like as a kid from Metroid Zero Mission and the manga and she was clearly a little girl not a boy.” Now even without addressing the fact that it’s very possible for people to realize they are transgender as children and that children don’t even really have secondary sex characteristics to make it easy to tell what their gender is, this what Samus actually looked as a child:

The combination of all of this gives us trans women a lot of good reasons to believe she is transgender. But also, literally none of this is necessary for me to headcanon a character as trans. Trans women come in all shapes and sizes with all different stories and not a single thing in Metroid canon even remotely suggests that Samus Aran has to be cisgender. And if you try to say “but Samus has no bulge in canonical zero suit Samus depictions!” you’d have to be intentionally dense. Samus Aran is a chimera with a cocktail of human, Chozo, and Metroid DNA and, again, was raised by a race of super advanced aliens. Not only could they have easily given her bottom surgery, but they could’ve even changed her fucking sex chromosomes if she wanted them to. There is literally nothing in Metroid canon that even remotely gives me a reason not to insist that she’s transgender. To be honest, there is more evidence for her being trans than against.

To anyway anyone who actually read this far, I hope you understand the truth. Nintendo’s redesigns are too afraid to show us, but you and I both know that her cock is huge

[moon-mage]

Sashmir Info Dump Thingy 1

I love my boy, so here is some dumb information/headcanons/half assed ideas I have for this dorky bat boy. I am working on some outfits for him and tweaked a bit to start so theres some WIP visual for ya. Information is below the cut and here is his original profile post.

BASIC INFORMATION

Name: Sashmir Magnífico Age: 19 Birthday: November 24th Star Sign: Sagittarius Gender: Cis Male Pronouns: He/Him Sexuality: Homosexual/Demiromantic Height: 165cm | 5'5" Hair: White [ Dark Red ] Eyes: Red [ Blue ] Birthplace: Sunset Savanna Species: Vampire Bat Beastman Family: Vash Magnífico [Adoptive Father???] Dominant Hand: Left

NRC/MAGIC INFORMATION

Magical Education: Night Raven College Assigned Dorm: Ignihyde Grade: Sophomore / Second Year Class: 2-B (No. 17) Best Class: Biology Worst Class: Ancient Curses Club: Flim Studies Favored Element(s): Fire/Cosmos Ultimate Magic: Together In Spirit

INFO DUMPING

Sashmir is known for being one of the most social Ignihyde students on campus besides Ortho Shroud. He likes being surrounded by familiar people so he's most around other second years and Ignihyde students. He is known to be rather generous with food and if he notices anything on you, he will groom you up with permission of course. Unless it is a bug. He will quietly take it off you and never mention it. (He tried to warn Jamil about a bug on his back once and accidently got elbowed in the neck in his frantic outburst.)

Sashmir is usually softspoken and comes off a bit meek, but he is far from it. He understands he is not physically the strongest but he has an unusual amount of grit and endurance for someone of his stature. Verbally, he can elaborate exactly why you are full of shit and how with a shit eating grin on his face. Honestly, he is genuinely a decent person when unprovoked...but it's obvious he had real world experience with defending his peace and does so viciously.

I tend to put braces on Sashmir when I draw him. I realized this is probably because I subconsciously gave him Joint Hypermobility Syndrome. I did want him to be abnormally flexible so...yeah. I am still on the fence on keeping it hypermobility or Ehlers-Danlos syndrome.

In the dorm, Sashmir likes to host study groups in the night as he is more noctural. Sashmir is known for keeping the dorm's common areas tidy and hosting introverted social events. Examples being, Book Club, where everyone brings their blanky to the main lounge and cozies up in a spot and reads their own book. Remote Game Night, where everyone gets online and plays a game together...they have a Ignihyde Minecraft Server. Lobby Game Night, where they all play a game together but old games...Sashmir enjoys replaying Sonic Adventure 2 to everyones dismay. Who knows why. As he tries not to stare at Rogue the Bat and her one polygon tit.

Sashmir is a huge dork for live performance. Live musical performances in general. He will hyperfixiate on learning the vocals and choreography from songs he enjoys (which is a WIDE RANGE). He is a bit internet famous for writing sheet music for popular songs within 24 hours of them dropping. He uses his computer to create the sheets and music the same way Idia and Ortho would use their intangible blue computer screens they can type into the air. I dont know how to describe that right but you get it. He basically has GarageBand on there or somethin.

Adding on, Sashmir was going to join Pop Culture Club but decided that Film Studies would work best as he really just wanted to be a talent coordinator and teach people with 'natural' talent but Vil made him audition and he did. He sang Dangerous Woman by Ariana Grande in Acapella....and because he wanted to be show he was serious about immersion in live performance, he wore the bunny costume and heels....and almost broke every bone in his body trying to walk around singing in them but he did it and showed excellent vocal skill. Vil accepts him on the condition he will not be so fucking reckless next time and he will teach him how to properly walk in heels. Here. I drew this one.

Will write more soon...later...meeh...ENJOY MY RAMBLING.

[tidelure]

ᵀᴴᴵˢ ᴳᴵᴿᴸ ᴵˢ ᶜᴴᴬᴿᴳᴱᴰ ᵂᴵᵀᴴ ᴬᴸᴸ ᵀᴴᴱ ᶠᴱᴹᴵᴺᴵᴺᴵᵀʸ ᴵᴺ ᵀᴴᴱ ᵂᴼᴿᴸᴰ. ᴵᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵒ ⁿᵉᵃʳ ʰᵉʳ ᵒʳ ᵗᵒᵘᶜʰ ʰᵉʳ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠⁱⁿᵍᵉʳ, ᵃ ˢᵖᵃʳᵏ ʷⁱˡˡ ˡⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵘᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉⁱᵗʰᵉʳ ᵏⁱˡˡ ʸᵒᵘ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵖᵒᵗ ᵒʳ ᵉˡᵉᶜᵗʳⁱᶠʸ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ˡⁱᶠᵉ. ᴵᶠ ⁱᵗ’ˢ ˢᵒ ᵖᵃⁱⁿᶠᵘˡ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ᵐᵃⁿ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ��ᵇˢᵒʳᵇ ᵉˡᵉᶜᵗʳⁱᶜⁱᵗʸ, ʰᵒʷ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵖᵃⁱⁿᶠᵘˡ ⁱᵗ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃ ʷᵒᵐᵃⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉˡᵉᶜᵗʳⁱᶜⁱᵗʸ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵒ ⁱⁿˢᵖⁱʳᵉ ˡᵒᵛᵉ.

                  ⁰⁰¹            𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚒𝚗 - 𝚟𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜,          𝚟𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊.   

GENERAL .

FULL  NAME.     vedia nanne sahin - van ness     SOBRIQUET(S)  /  ALIAS(ES)  /  TITLE(S)     .     aside from the occasionally shortened vee, and some cousins who call her an affectionate nana, she's known to more than one individual in town as  princess.   AGE     .    twenty - five  ( 25 )  GENDER  +  PRONOUNS     .   cis  woman,  she  +  her     ORIENTATION     .   tbd     OCCUPATIONS     .   unemployed, aka heiress to the sahin - van ness fortune & lead actress at playhouse theatre.     TRAITS     .   captivating, sensitive, charming, fanciful, coquettish, selfish, vain, spoiled, curious, mercurial, escapist, jealous, warm, graceful, romantic, melancholy, creative.

PRESENCE .

HEIGHT     .   stands at 5'2"   HAIR     .     dark brown, long & meticulously upkept.  EYE COLOUR  . green, though up close one will notice a blue limbal ring at the border of the iris. also known as central heterochromia. example here.  BODY . very petite, slender.  DISTINGUISHING FEATURES . most noticeable is her large doe eyes. particularly small wrists and ankles.        VOICE CLAIM     .     tbd. 

HISTORY : TRIGGER WARNINGS : mention of mental health condition ( delusional disorder ), suicide/death, implied murder.

this is a story about many stories. you would be forgiven for thinking it an anthology, one which moves from one tale to the next with identifiable delineations in between, the usual deaths and births and corresponding blank pages to mark them, but this is not quite that sort of chronicle. the story i am about to tell you is one that overlaps, one that has been written from one pot of ink onto the same few scraps of paper. if you lift each page to the light, you will see the overlay of the dozens who have come before whispering in faded ink: ghosts in the margins. this story, as you must understand, is a palimpsest. i cannot tell you about her without speaking of everyone who came before.

it begins with someone very far away, an ancestor very distant and yet not so remote to be the very first man. he was a sahin, as she is a sahin, and he lived in the cove, as she lives in the cove. yet the one we know now sits on great wealth, and this man has been dirt and rock to lay upon. but as the tale-tellers would tell it, he is clever as a fox and just as willing to dig in the mud to find his meal. clever and foxlike enough, they say, not to care what bones he unearths in the process. smart and beastial enough to do what must be done to ascertain a future. what is known for certain is this: one day the sahin family line has no hope, the next it prospers. what can be said of the dates is that they are coincidental at best, damning at worst: this change occurs on the meridian line of the cove's great shipwreck. it is never proven, ne'er so much as confirmed by the breath of a dying man, but still there are whispers of men who stood out on the cliffs, hanging a great lantern from a tall distance, calling a ship to its fatal end so as to gut and skin it. profit born from death.

so that man from very far away, he grows very rich very suddenly, and from the seed of business he plants grows the sahin empire. their profit tangles inevitably with the sleepy town of kilmer cove, twisting until they stand as a pillar of the very community, but so too does tragedy braid itself into the family line like supporting beams. inexplicable deaths and strange misfortunes plague the sahin family generation by generation, and amongst the townsfolk comes the word curse. cursed they are, each and every one of them, for the acts of their ancestor.

in all the time that passes the world grows more modern, and perhaps less superstitious, but no less strange. there seems a time where curses and sea-doom has been outgrown or at least cast off, shed like the worn shingles of an aged house, but the curse in our blood always comes back. safiye sahin-van ness is a woman of untenable loveliness. though she passes before her granddaughter may meet her, it's said they bare an eerie resemblance to one another: a thing vedia may only gauge from old photographs and the haunted look upon her father's face. but safiye, beloved as she is, meets an early and tragic death like so many come before her. held by a mental health condition that would never fully relent no matter what treatment was provided, safiye would come to believe she was a kelpie being forcedly kept from her home in the sea — a idea no doubt acquired from the town's oft-discussed dark lore. in a fit of delusion, she sought to return to the saltwater: and in pitching herself from the cliffs, met a final end. in the sahin-van ness household, who blame the townsfolk's gossip for the ideation fixed in safiye's head, talk of the curse and all local legends are banished.

in vedia's birth, the world alters its very material. everything becomes silk and satin. paranoid for the safety of his child, the sahin-van ness patriarch keeps his daughter swaddled at all times, and ensures that which she comes into contact with shows only its soft underbelly. weaned on the milk and honey of the world, the girl grows to be as she is fed, soft and heavily sweetened. how could it be any other way, when she's been shown no salt, no fat? undoubtedly spoiled, indefensibly selfish, she is also a delight incarnate: a heady mix of charm and beauty, naïvete and genuine warmth, that can only be bred under the proper circumstances. perhaps it is this tincture of soul that sees her so beloved, or perhaps this love the town shows her is built from fear, the wariness that without protection, she will be dragged under by the same dark force that stole those innocents that came before. a preeminent darling. a doomed daughter.

the township releases its breath as she grows, drawing finally into the shape of a woman: this, surely, is a good sign. but fate likes to strike at the weak places, the liminal spots of the body, the space between exhale and the very next inhale. drawn to the glamour of the thespian, vedia debuts at the playhouse: a talented little ingenue, all agree. compelling and convincing in equal turns, masqueraded from one role to the next, too skilled for their little stage. yet it is not until her first tragic role that the audience goes still — her performance so real, so terribly raw, that they can feel the scratch of pain in their own throats. for one long minute the room stays silent, no sound to be heard but the clenching of jaws. the applause, then, is ravenous. a great beast rising up and over her heard. the girl in the spotlight blinks as if stunned, as if forgetting where she finds herself — who she finds herself situated within. then in a moment she is back, great doe eyes blinking coyly at that array of hands, the scent of honey filling the room once more. yet as this great talent persists across more shows, growing more consuming with each tragedian role — from shakespeare to chekhov, tennessee williams to arthur miller — so too do the rumours. no mortal thing, this talent of hers. too strange, too overlarge. this unnerving ability is a portent, an omen, a sign: the curse is back. and it possesses vedia's thick-beating heart.

SPARKNOTES .

vedia is the daughter of the sahin-van ness family, one of the wealthiest & oldest families in town. though well-respected, local rumour is that the family is cursed due to their ancestor's terrible act -- allegedly purposefully causing the infamous kilmer cove shipwreck which resulted in many deaths. the family has had many great tragedies over the years, including several early deaths; most notably among them vedia's grandmother (who she's said to very closely physically resemble), who had a delusive disorder which saw her believing she was a kelpie. in an episode she throws herself off the cliffs to "return" to the sea, resulting in her death. due to her father's belief in the family curse, vedia is coddled and closely protected as a child by himself and those around her. consequently she becomes a darling of the town, an unofficial princess. long thought to have been swaddled enough to avoid the family doom, lately there is talk that the curse has reached vedia, due to her performances at the playhouse — her tragedies on stage seem so real, so genuine and heartbreaking, that it can only be the mark of some kind of haunting.

HEADCANONS :

per this quote, vedia has something of a classic transatlantic accent, as does the rest of her family.

vedia sleepwalks something terrible, a challenge she's dealt with since childhood. generally this only occurs within the house, but there have been a handful of occasions she's been found in her nightgown in town.

while she is genetically only a sahin, the hyphenated surname van ness comes from a second/late in life marriage three generations ago. at the time it was a big deal, as the van ness family (and their fortune) predates even the sahin's, and the merging was the cause for great celebration. while the marriage never bore any children, the surnames have remained hyphenated, and children in the family are given a middle name from one of the van ness ancestors.

the sahin-van ness's have a storied history of getting their dogs from the same breeder one town over, and have also had teddy's mother, grandfather, and various other ancestors in the house.

she wears a locket baring a figure vedia has yet to identify, but is actually melpomene - the greek muse of tragedy. she borrowed stole this locket from a box in her father's room. it belonged to her grandmother - the one she supposedly bares a great image too. he does not know she has it, and she takes great pains to hide it from him. is vedia possessed by the spirit of melpomene .... has she made a deal w her .... whose to say !

she knows far more about the world and the "curse" than she lets on :) the charade is upkept for the benefit of others, most especially her father

as could be expected, vedia's family live in their ancestral home, by now a couple hundred years old. why yes it is on top of a hill, however did you guess? why yes there is decay below the opulence, wood rotted by seaspray, a view of the cliffs...

CHARACTER INSPIRATIONS :

catherine earnshaw, wuthering heights. scarlett o'hara, gone with the wind. daisy buchanan, the great gatsby. katrina van tassel, sleepy hollow. victoria everglot, corpse bride. bluebeard's bride, bluebeard. charlotte la bouff, the princess and the frog. the whispering muse by laura purcell. jamaica inn by daphne du maurier. every gothic heroine whose ever run from a dark estate at midnight in a flowing white gown.

WANTED CONNECTIONS :

HAUNT ME THEN . 24-30 masc. the heathcliff to her cathy... a deep unbreakable bond established in childhood that no one else can ever fully understand or touch, and a thing that quietly grew to its own strange kind of love. they either haven't or no longer speak of these emotions, particularly because he is not of the same ilk as the sahin-van ness family. my god please give me this

I AM NO BIRD . tourist or out of towner. an individual who has come from outside of kilmer cove, and bonded with vedia. perhaps they're still dazzled, but they witness her without the mirage of fog that is applied by those steeped in the kilmer cove lore: and they can see clearly that the bog of this place and this mythology is not mystic, but it is dooming her all the same. she should leave and start anew elsewhere, and they don't understand why she won't do just that — so they intend to convince her of as much, or perhaps take her with them when they leave.

WE CAN NEVER GO BACK AGAIN . an longterm crush of vedia's that's likely unattainable, be it because of age or relationship status or some other quality. they have to her over the years evolved beyond a person and become more of an idea or ideal, and she's never been able to let this affection go. / ALTERNATIVELY, this can be done the opposite, with someone harbouring this sort of crush on her.

I WALK ENCHANTED . an individual who become particularly stunned by her performances at the playhouse, and has since been sure to attend every one. they have the desire to get to know her, but her status has kept them shyly afar. pls come give her a rose at the stage door she'll promptly fall in love (for at least a week)

MISCELLANEOUS . friends that go all the way back to childhood, please !!! a group of rich kids whose bond is tangled and weird and (call that the gothic non judgemental breakfast club). cameron/bianca 10 things i hate about you energy ("are you asking me out? that's so cute! what's your name again?" vs "have you always been this selfish?" "... yes."). mom- and dad-friends who look after her and her whimsies. someone whose found her sleepwalking in town (princess anne and joe, anyone?)

[theodoranowak]

FULL NAME — Theodora "Theo" Nowak.

NICKNAMES — Theo, Teddy (exclusive to the closest people in her life).

FACECLAIM — Crystal Reed.

GENDER & PRONOUNS — Cis woman, she/her/hers.

SEXUALITY — Bisexual.

AGE — 37.

BIRTHDAY — 02/06/1987.

OCCUPATION — Family Law Attorney at The Weissberg Law Firm & owner of Nowak Equestrian Center.

NEIGHBORHOOD — Oak Gardens.

LENGTH OF TIME IN BLUE HARBOR — New in town.

BIOGRAPHY.

Theodora Nowak, a 37-year-old New Yorker with a fierce drive and no-nonsense attitude, has recently relocated to Blue Harbor, Illinois. Hailing from the prominent millionaire Nowak family — as old money as they come — Theodora has always been determined to carve out her own path, unclouded by her influential surname. Despite her hard-headed nature, she secretly harbors a romantic heart, a contradiction that defines much of her personal and professional journey. Growing up in the bustling and high-stakes environment of New York City, Theodora thrived on the challenges and opportunities presented to her. She pursued a successful career in law, working tirelessly at her family's prestigious firm. However, despite her relentless dedication and impressive achievements, she was repeatedly passed over for a partnership, an oversight that felt especially personal given her familial ties. Frustrated and disillusioned, Theodora hatched a plan — a year to get her affairs in order, before she finally quit and moved away from the stress of her life in the city. She picked Blue Harbor for its relative anonymity and the fantastic reputation of its family and estate law firm. Despite having her eye on a new job, she still seeked a new purpose and a place to nurture her passions. Theodora remotely planned and constructed an equestrian center in Blue Harbor under her family name with her money, taking care of all the ins and outs from New York. This venture now allows her to indulge in her love for horses and provides a tranquil escape from the pressures of her professional life. She can only hope it becomes a vibrant part of the community, while creating jobs for horse caretakers, riding teachers, and other necessary staff. It will hopefully serve as a sanctuary for Theodora in a strange place, where she can ride her horses and find peace amidst the natural beauty of the area. After all was said and done, she finally made the bold decision to leave the comfort and prestige of her family's firm and accepted a position at The Weissberg Law Firm in Blue Harbor. In her new role, Theodora brings the same intensity and commitment that marked her career in New York. She is known for her sharp mind and unyielding standards, earning the respect of her colleagues and clients alike. Yet, behind her professional exterior, Theodora nurtures a love for reading and art, finding solace and inspiration in these quieter pursuits. She channels her introspective side through a secret blog, where she anonymously chronicles her life and thoughts, offering an unfiltered glimpse into her experiences without the weight of her identity. Theodora's move to Blue Harbor is also an effort to distance herself from the lingering pain of a deep personal betrayal. She once shared a profound and passionate relationship with Samuel Harrison, a man she believed she would marry. Their connection was a rare respite from the pressures of her lineage, and Samuel was the one person who truly understood her. However, without warning, Samuel left her, disappearing from her life and leaving her heartbroken and adrift. For years, Theodora struggled to reach him, but her efforts were met with silence. The heartbreak lingered, and although she has begun to move on, the anger and resentment towards Samuel remain. In Blue Harbor, Theodora finds a space to rebuild and redefine herself. The slower pace and supportive community provide a stark contrast to the relentless demands of New York. She is learning to balance her fierce ambition with her softer, romantic inclinations, slowly opening herself up to new possibilities. Her secret blog continues to be a refuge, a place where she can explore her emotions and reflect on her journey without the constraints of her public persona.

[lettucedloophole]

hi, I'm a trans feminist and I've been saddened by the lack of feminism in many of my communities. I'm wanting to follow more feminists on here but honestly it's a bit terrifying because so many people claiming to be feminists or trans inclusive are not remotely so and will throw you under the bus in the blink of an eye, if not slowly spread insidious essentialist ideas about gender that hurt everyone but especially those like me.

as a former terf (from your bio) I was wondering if you have any signs, green or red flags, for people and bloggers in particular, regarding radical feminism that may indicate some form of more subtle terf-y beliefs so I can keep an eye out from them, as typically I stay far away from terf spaces for the obvious reason that they hate me, but I've noticed there's some mixing in more rad fem spaces that can be very hard to disentangle, but I don't want that to stop me from engaging with feminism for again, obvious reasons.

also if you have any trans feminist or trans friendly feminist bloggers you'd recommend, especially transfeminine ones, that would be really cool too.

ty for your time! have a great day

hi! not gonna lie its difficult out here 😭 you're dead on that most ppl claiming to be trans-inclusive or feminists are not remotely. i follow people and then have to unfollow when they post or like something strange still ...

i would say chiefly, follow your instincts. as a trans person, especially if you're tma, if you're getting bad vibes you are probably correct. if you're not in a space to deal with bigotry then don't worry about giving the benefit of the doubt, avoiding feminism online won't revoke your feminist card but i know looking at feminism online can also be very healing when dealing with misogyny uh Everywhere so i'll give some other tips.

- the classic "look up trans on their blog before you follow." depending on what type of blog they are, it can be kind of suspicious if they never mention trans people. and then you can very easily weed out the obvious transphobes with this too.

- i would say some red flags are using the adjective "natal" (as in natal women), referring to cis women's oppression as sex-based while trans women's as. Not sex-based, and buying into "trans women are male socialized" rhetoric. this may seem kind of obvious but even if a person doing this identifies as a tirf they're revealing a clear lack in understanding of what transmisogyny is and how trans women exist in the world. this is often how people think before fully deradicalizing, but a lot of people also just begin here or never leave this mindset.

- avoid guys who talk about transandrophobia 🥶🥶 this is a specific thing bc speaking about transmasc issues in itself is obvi good and not bad but sooo many transmascs will try to pose their issues in opposition to transfems and try to do a "well but does transmisogyny exist really because i am Also tma" thing. usually these guys are gonna come out with some real fucked up talking points about trans women because they think they're oppressed by them 🙃 the term "transandrophobia" has kinda been overrun with people like that from what ive seen but ppl can use "anti-transmasculinity" and still mean the same things yk. you have to use your judgement a bit but once you're familiar with them it's easy to spot them out

- this is less of a tip and just a heads up but even blogs who themselves r trans inclusive or profess to be, or are run by a trans person, can still rb terf blogs, i probably have sometime as well though i try to avoid it and i'm not saying you have to avoid that but it's just a common thing, so if that bothers you you should look for a page that's more in the trans community or another community

- honestly the radfem tag is a cesspool and even the tirf tag can be Questionable 😔 it's going to behoove you most probably to just look for transfeminist and other sorts of patriarchy-averse individuals lmao. i looked at the transfeminism tag for the first time today (don't know why I hadn't sooner actually) and it's good! there's some stray weird posts but definitely better than the rf tag on here 💀

i would rly just recommend you check out some blogs, follow them if you think they're neat, and unfollow if you want to later on. that's generally what i do and i've followed some cool people on here from it :]

i don't have as many recommendations as i would Like to give but that's not to say there isn't transfeminists out there. they're just in their own circles. don't feel like u need to settle for terfy tirfs or antifeminists because you can find ppl you feel kinship with!!!

- i really like @taliabhattwrites ! she has a substack where she gives good insight on feminist issues, not only transmisogyny but lesbian issues as well. she also writes EPIC fiction about lesbians and trans women 🙏🙏 has taught me a lot over the years

- shey're not active rn, but i've really liked looking through @transmisogyny-explained 's blog. very informative and good to either unpack transmisogyny in yourself or perhaps help others do so.

- @leftismsideblog mostly talks about youthlib, but when she does talk about gender, they r Correct lol

- if u have a twitter, this is a must-- FOLLOW BLOOMFILTERS. they are so incredibly kind and smart and the mixing of that compassion and intelligence in a person is just bound to make Good Takes. she is an icon

i hope this can kinda help you and stay strong out there :')) it's rough but im rooting for u 💪 my asks or messages r always open if you need some help or just someone to talk to. i hope u have an awesome day too!!!

[browngurl99]

I think the biggest reason they tried to make Buddy Daddies as less Homo as possible is definitely because they wanted more people to watch this series. As the VAs said in an interview that "Men should watch this". They probably wanted to attract a larger audience, especially men. If they made Kazuki and Rei's relationship even a bit gay, they would lose so many watchers.

A large audience of Anime in general consists of Cis Heterosexual Men. These men won't watch anything that's even remotely gay. Why do you hear all these anime youtubers people never talk about Yuri on ice or Banana Fish? Both of these anime series are pretty popular. But they don't talk about it cuz they don't watch it. They know it's canonically queer and hence, they are never gonna watch it. They refuse that Ymir and Historia were in love. They hate on people who harmlessly ship characters of same gender. They say gay shippers ruin the fandom. Of course, they won't watch Buddy Daddies if it's even a little Homoerotic.

The fact that it's about two men raising a child is already a reason for many people to draw back from watching it. So, if it actually turned out to be a gay, so many of them will refuse to watch it. And that's why Rei and Kazuki acted like "just friends" in the timeskip even after all that happened when they were at The Suwa mansion. It's like that meme where a man uses tape to a fix a hole in a filled water tank. They love each other. They really do. But the creators had to prove that it's purely platonic. But on the other hand one of the producers keeps liking all the KazuRei shipping posts on twitter. Remember the rumor in Haikyuu fandom that one of the ships was going to become canon but due to homophobia, they weren't allowed to make it canon. That might be actually apply to buddy daddies in reality.

So, basically my point is: Miri commenting about Kazuki slipping out to go drinking with a girl and Rei n Kazuki being a little awkard at first when Miri was taking a family picture ; It was nothing more than a marketing strategy. They did it on purpose so the homophobic audience (or audience that just don't want to watch gay content) will still watch the show. They did it to assure that audience that it's not gay. They did it to relieve those "Thank God Buddy Daddies is not gay" kind of people.

Now, What they did was right or wrong, that's subjective. I personally kinda understand why they did this this. And Honestly, us as a fandom shouldn't just let a couple of scenes ruin KazuRei for us. I was actually kinda scared when I came across a time-skip spoiler before watching the episode. I was scared if they will show Kazuki and Rei having wives or something. But THIS is a lot better than that. And gay shippers have had worse than this. But that does not stop us from making all this amazing content about our favorite fictional pairing, does it? So, let's just not overthink it.

They look very happy in the picture. It's clear that they are comfortable with each other.

[kercsene]

( phoebe tonkin, cis woman, she/her ) OLIVIA WALKER : the THIRTY-FOUR year old resident that's been around the SHOPPING MALL for ONE YEAR. when the infected swarmed the streets the first night, LIV really proved how FOCUSED + DECISIVE they were. however, many would argue that they can also be quite ASSERTIVE + ESCAPIST. five years has passed since their old life ended and the new one began, developing skills that have helped them become a SOLDIER within their group. it makes sense to see them thriving at the job because of their HAND TO HAND COMBAT SKILLS AND SHOOTING ACCURACY.

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

NAME: olivia jane walker.

NICKNAME(S): liv, jane ( from her brother only ).

BIRTHPLACE: bozeman, montana.

LOCATION BEFORE: bozeman, montana.

OCCUPATION BEFORE: owner of the wild horses bar.

AGE: thirty-four.

GENDER IDENTITY: cis woman.

ROMANTIC / SEXUAL ORIENTATION: biromantic, bisexual.

CURRENT LOCATION: shopping mall.

TIME AT CURRENT LOCATION: one year.

CURRENT JOB: soldier.

𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐘𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐒.

FATHER: john david walker ( died in 2021 )

MOTHER: constance marie walker

BROTHER: logan john walker

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋.

HEIGHT: 5 foot & 8 inches.

EYE COLOR: green

HAIR COLOR: brown

TATTOOS: TBD.

SCARS: TBD.

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘.

POSITIVE TRAITS: focused, decisive

NEGATIVE TRAITS: assertive, escapist

MORAL ALIGNMENT: chaotic good

LIKES: TBD.

DISLIKES: TBD.

𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄.

born in 1995 to john david walker and constance marie walker, née laurier, olivia was the youngest of two. her mother left the familly without a word when olivia was 11 and her father died from lung cancer in 2023. olivia was always a free spirit with a rebellious strike but when her mother left, things only got worse. she never tried to get in touch with her mother and doesn't know if she's still alive. to her, the ones that stays are the ones worth loving.

the walker came from a long line of ranchers in montana, their family ruling the town and montana. what they did to stay on top has never entirely been a secret and her father, david, should have been the one to inherit the family ranch after her grandfather's death but things went sideways as david butted head with his younger brother. working behind everyone's back, it was the youngest walked brother that got the ranch and olivia, her father and brother were told to leave.

moving into a small apartment, the family had to adjust to a new life, the one of pariah. david opened a bar, the wild horses, and made. small living from it. olivia rebellious nature became stronger, her edges sharper. she was prone to fighting and would get in trouble. she never spoke much of everything she lost and anyone bringing it up to her learned to not do it again.

before they were forced to live the family ranch, olivia lived for her horse, elsie. she would do competitions and made a small name for herself, one that she left behind. after leaving the ranch, she has never mounted a horse.

for a while she attended community college but studies weren't for her and her father's health was declining. olivia had always been a daddy's girl and she dropped out to work full time at the bar.

the virus seemed to hit bozeman later, the town small and remote but when it become clear that hell was coming, olivia decided to stay in town for as long as she could, hoping to ride it out there but things didn't work out that way.

𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑.

it didn't take long for the city to fell. stores were raided, people turned against each others with only one goal in mind; saving themselves. it felt ridiculous to held on to the bar for as long as she did, guarding it against people she was once friendly with but it was the last thing she had left of her father. his legacy. her brother had to drag her out just as a horde of infected finally made it in.

olivia and her brother didn't know who to trust but they knew there was power in number so they tried to make it with other people. it always ended the same, with them running away as quickly as they could, either because their small camp was attacked or because they had stolen something and needed to leave. there were no real laws anymore and if everyone else took what they wanted when they wanted, they didn't see why they shouldn't do the same.

eventually they met someone that told them about the shopping mall and they decided to follow them. the life they had been living was exhausting and they yearned for a sense of community again. olivia threw herself into it, training and doing everything she could to be an asset to the community. still, the strict set of rules was not one she was used with and it has been impossible to get that rebellious side of her to settle down.

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

TDB.

[ourflagmeansgayrights]

I loved Good Omens, but how people see it as amazing queer representation is so frustrating. I see why people like the codinf and could see themself in the text, but the fact they treat it like the end all be all of representation and put it on the same level as explicit rep is frustrating. It's frustrating because Neil gets to have his cake and eat it, too. He got something half his audience will never realize is queer (i know this because half the people i watched it with didnt realize), but he gets the praise for being a queer icon and great representation or whatever. I'm fine if he didn't want to make it explicitly queer, especially because it's a big change that and he didn't want to change too much from the source material since his co-author passed. But he did make changes and added the queer subtext that was less present in the book. And in the show, there's this je ne sais quoi to it that is missing, something in the vibes that is just missing. Something a queer author would've been able to get. The closest I can get to describing it is like by the end, here's still a gap of unresolved feelings between the lines. Or like, touch isn't that big of a deal between them. I feel like if their were worse actors in it, or actors less on board with the queer subtext, the show would just be baiting. That's how thin the line is for me with Good Omens. Also, I hate to say it, but it was clearly not written with ace people in mind. Neil just heard ace people feeling represented and nodded along in agreement. If you seee the phrase "their love is above physical intimacy" it's not ace positivity, it's someone being sleeved out by gay sex. The angels are mentioned being sexless in the book, amd fans put more thought into the angels gender or lackthereof than the show does, except for the one non-binary actor that plays Poison and i think ine of the angels. The leads are essentially written as and meant to be seen as cis male by audience members, not nonbinary characters that pass as cis male. And I'm sorry, but Crowley in a dress was a man-in-dress joke, and Neil just nodded when people praised it. There is better ace rep out there, stories with better queer subtext, and better stories with better representation. Can people please stop praising protecting the straight man with a good show with mediocre rep from the mean queers. Why is there this narrative that we have to love all media remotely queer and see it as good rep inherently and that it will "divide the community" and "helping the enemy" if we don't?

ok so my memory of gomens is VERY hazy but i think the je ne sais quoi that you’re saying is missing is how the show essentially builds an entire story arc with crowley and and aziraphale’s relationship, with an inciting incident and a rising action and then… it skips the climax and goes straight to the resolution.

like, they build up this relationship in the show so much more than they do in the books. and because of the nature of “opposite sides of a war” thing, there’s a lot of tension that comes with that. they care about each other but their friendship is forbidden and they’re conflicted about it so they hide their feelings and they reject each other despite how they constantly hang out with each other and when one of them is in danger they go crazy. and a story arc like that needs a Big Conversation, an “all cards on the table emotional vulnerability hashing it out” kinda scene. it needs a confession, basically.

and the thing is that this confession doesn’t have to be explicitly romantic for it to work in the show. it can literally sum up to “you’re my best friend and i would do anything for you, i don’t care what the rest of the world says” and that would be a good climax for that story arc. but it needs to be a lot more dramatic than the few short scenes that we did get in the show where they actually talked about their feelings for each other.

anyway i’m with you for all the criticisms you have of this show and the fandom and also neil himself. good omens is a very good show that gets a lot of undue praise from queer fans who can’t separate their personal connection with the characters and the story from being able to actually identify groundbreaking queer representation. like you can just enjoy the show, not every story with queer rep has to be a Diversity Win

i feel like that narrative of “we have to love all queer media or else you’re dividing the community” comes primarily from fans who think gomens is groundbreaking and who take criticism of their favorite show way too personally. so like, when you say “good omens isn’t amazing queer representation” they think of that as a criticism—bc to them it is amazing queer representation—and not as just… a statement of fact. bc like, not every show needs to be incredible queer representation??? imo? so THEN they think you’re insulting the show and bc they love the show so much it feels like a personal attack on them. that part specifically is very common in general lol, people take criticisms of their favorite show VERY personally

[thecommunityoftrustworthysinks]

didn't reblog this and covering op's url because these are 100% valid personal feelings to have, i just wanted to add a comment because i felt this way (and still do sometimes!) a LOT about when people would say cis butch women and trans men had blurriness between them and things in common, because my gender is not remotely related to women. but that's not what people mean when they say things like that. they're speaking to genderqueer and nonbinary and multigender people, and people who identify as trans women and gay men, people who identify as trans men and lesbians, people who have complex and multifaceted relationships with their genders, and how you can't determine someone's experiences from their gender, or their gender from their presentation. it's not saying at all that gnc cis people and trans people are the same thing! especially not to any individual person.

(and the post does say cis but it’s entirely possible for people to identify as cis and still have complicated genders related to their presentation or sexuality or anything. gender and queerness are fucky, and how we all operate in the world is not clear cut by identity)

my gender is completely unrelated to women, and there will be masculine women (including cis ones) who have experiences in common with me in relation to gender. that's fine. historically, there was tremendous overlap in communities of drag queens trans women gay men, and drag kings trans men and lesbians. that's one of the many beauties of queerness.

again, op's feelings here are completely fair and i understand them very much. this is something ive also had very strong reactions to. and there's a lot of truth in saying that you should not treat trans people as if they're the same as gnc cis people (unless that's something they've expressed being comfortable with). and that also doesn't mean that there are never any experiences trans and gnc people have in common, or that there's no one who straddles that line

[sentientgopro]

Hey y'all, not exactly active on here, especially when talking about myself, but I really need to get some shit off my chest right now. I had a couple realisations yesterday that culminated in some shit I never thought I would be saying or thinking.

I never thought I could be anything but straight. I liked women, so I mustve been straight. Im definately an advocate for everyone giving their gender true consideration, even when most will come out the other side cis, and confidently so, as did I.

Then I realised I didn't like women in the way most straight guys do. Afer clearing up some prior misconceptions about Aromanticism and asexuality, I realised those two labels fit me perfectly. But sometimes I wonder why I still feel a certain way about girls. There's just something about the way they look that's appealing to me, even if I dont find girls attractive...

Oh shit. That wasn't attraction. That was envy.

So that train of thought kind of went from 0 to 10 real fucking fast. This realisation brought to my attention feelings that Ive had for a good while, but have passed off as r/196 induced brainrot. Besides, and this is the biggest thing that stopped me realising this earlier, I dont feel that who I am now is wrong. I look in the mirror, and I see myself. But I've only recently kinda grasped the concept that being trans isn't all about dysphoria, having dysphoria is not always the way to tell. Although I dont think being a man is wrong, fucking hell, being a girl would be much better. And it feels so fucking weird actually typing that.

But what I'm saying is, atleast for the time being, I could manage to just not do anything. Which is for the better seeing as my parents would start screaming at me for saying anything remotely in the direction of being an ally. And I live on TERF Island. Transitioning would be an absolute pain in the ass, especially right now, so it kinda feels like why bother when the way I am doesnt really feel wrong. Transitioning could be quite dangerous and have big risks, it kinda just feels like I dont need that shit in my life, Im already running on fumes and a list of people I need to outlive. I usually hold a mindset of "if it ain't broke, don't fix it", but this usually applies to binary things, like if my team wins using the same strat a few times in a row in CS, "Do it again, ain't broke, don't fix", but this is not nearly as binary as that, this isn't a win/loss.

Something that is both comforting and a little concerning is that no matter what, there is atleast a 2 year hold on this. I should be able to go to uni after that and start living my own life, but as of right now, doing something like transitioning is NOT an option. Ive got a 2 year long planning phase and Ive kinda just been taking stock tbh. I don't think "that" period of my life hit too hard, Im still skinny (Yeah, ik skinny =/= feminine but its better than being buff imo) kinda fuckin tall, if my growth follows the same as my brother did which it is so far Im gonna be like 6'3 by the end of that 2 years (6'1 now) so thats probably gonna be more of a mild annoyance than a genuine problem. My voice varies ALOT, I can have a pretty damn low voice, and a bit of a higher pitch, it naturally varies, I normally find I talk in a higher pitch when I'm happier and lower when Im trying to appear more... normal? idk, theres probably somrthing to think about in that.

Honestly idk, theres no real end point to this, I just wanted to talk about this somewhere. As much as I never saw myself being in this position, I use r/196, play ULTRAKILL, and Study Computer Science and want to continue it as a career path, cmon, it was only ever a matter of time, this was inevitable.

[damnfandomproblems]

All Responses to 3855:

This will be the big post that includes all responses to Fandom Problem 3855. After this I will answer one final ask related to this and that will be the last response regarding that problem. All will be below the read more. If I find more in the inbox, I will post them individually.

The following responses came in on February 27th and will be numbered. Number 1 will be the last one that came in on this day.

1: Glad that the submitter of 3855 came to their senses and see that Mulan isn't trans. She is a historical figure who was a 100% biological woman. Submitter of 3855 was probably exposed to too many woke people. I feel bad for them. hope they find better people to learn from

2: Mulan is a historical figure in Chinese culture. She isn't just some Disney character that people can just make headcanons for. She is meant to be a 100% biological woman. So be respectful and just accept that she isn't trans, anon that keeps complaining that people won't respect their "headcanon."

3:

Tbh, the only correct response to the Mulan thing would be "that's not a fandom problem, that's a headcanon. Why did you even send it in?"

This blog is about venting frustrations with fandoms, everything that gets sent in will be critized by some people. Keep your headcanons to positivity blogs, unless you're trying to say "other fans are dumb for thinking otherwise"

Sorry you have to put up with this chaos, mod! I hope you'll get a nice long break soon :)

4:

Tbh, the only correct response to the Mulan thing would be "that's not a fandom problem, that's a headcanon. Why did you even send it in?"

This blog is about venting frustrations with fandoms, everything that gets sent in will be critized by some people. Keep your headcanons to positivity blogs, unless you're trying to say "other fans are dumb for thinking otherwise"

Sorry you have to put up with this chaos, mod! I hope you'll get a nice long break soon :)

5: the entire mulan thing starting from the submission itself was one big bait, stop taking the bait, christ. also to other anons, mulan is a woman willing to pretend to be a man but who ultimately and very comfortably returns to being a woman at the end.

(Mod note: It is hard to spot trolling. I have to see a pattern to be able to identify it.)

6: 710384943149285376 Mulan aside, being so enormously petty and childish that you'll immediately ban someone from a server just for floating the idea of a character being trans is a big yikes, it shows you can't stomach anyone with even remotely differing opinions (that's a good recipe for ending up in a tiny, tiny echo chamber), and it says a LOT more about you than anyone you're banning, pal.

(Mod note: The link takes you to the ask this anon is responding to.)

Here are the anon responses I received on February 26th or earlier with the newest being first:

1:

Have a strong feeling that the submitter is the same person who sent those responses as well.

Anyways, it always has been and always will be common for trans folk to feel seen by gender nonconforming characters, including cis crossdressing characters, that's not going away anytime soon (especially because canon recognition of ACTUALLY trans characters is even still pretty rare and even still not always handled as well as they should be).

However making the statement that a character IS trans despite it conflicting with their story, followed up with the twee annoying fandom person cliche of a bold inaccurate statement followed by "won't be taking any criticisms" is just looking to kick up a fuss. Followed by a whiny "fine i guess i just WON'T headcanon Mulan as trans now thanks guys". Like, as stated before, characters breaking gender norms is a thing, you're free to project on them but dictating that others do in the same ways that you do is annoying.

2: response to 3855 Saying Mulan is trans is culturally inaccurate

[izzyspussy]

controversial take but like. i don't like trans eddie headcanons because i feel like.

1: his entire character arc and storyline are so intrinsically wrapped up in the outside expectations of his assigned gender and sexuality as a straight man and how having the specific pressures associated with that hinder him as a developing person. i don't think him being afab makes sense in the context of his story and the character interactions, especially with his mother (and therefore also It, and therefore the entire plot, because that's how that works in this case). i simply don't think you can make him afab and still have even remotely the same fundamental storyline, and if you don't have that then you don't have that character anymore.

characters where their gender is not so inherent to their arc and/or is not quite so dependent on the specific experience of one particular gender and the socially attached sexuality don't have this problem. say izzy hands, whose gender is not that important beyond that the generalized thesis of his canon is "this is what it means to be a man". he could be any type of man and still be the same guy playing the same role in the narrative and having - generally speaking - the same dynamic with the other characters. or dean winchester, whose character does have some dependency on the gender and sexuality expectations others have for him (and that he has for himself), but in a way that is a little more nebulous and not concretely connected to the actual plot. the villains would be the same, the plot points would be the same, and even the primary on-screen character dynamics would be - again generally speaking - basically the same if he were afab. i really do not think this is true for eddie.

i think you could still have eddie if you made him a trans woman. and i even think you could make a close enough mirror of him as a cis woman (if you did it right re: the themes and why his gender is so important in the original and how that would translate, which in the cis-swaps i've seen in this fandom has not been the case - but then again cis-swaps as a general rule are not very good or well thought out lol). but i really think that in order to make him ftm you'd have to change so much about how the story goes, and if you try to keep everything the same it doesn't work narratively/mechanically speaking. things just plain would not have happened that way, and no one seems to even try to make them happen the way they would have in those different circumstances.

and because of this, most trans eddie headcanons really come off as shallow and even though i know in most cases they probably aren't they do feel transphobic to me. like... why him? because he's small? because he's prissy? because he doesn't perform and arguably does not enjoy the specific kind of masculinity expected of him, one of the fundamental conflicts of his character as-is like i mentioned above? why not, say, mike or ben? hell, why not bev?

and 2: i think it's important to acknowledge and be comfortable with and celebrate when cis men and trans men have experiences that can strongly relate to each other. as a trans man, i really identify with eddie and some of the experiences he's had or that i imagine he would have if his story continued.

this is obviously more personal and not so much connected with narrative coherence, but a cis man who knows how i felt the first time i wore gender affirming underwear, or finally had sex with the right gender dynamic, or shed the gender roles assigned to me one by one until i was just left with who i genuinely am, or made the choice to recover from childhood gender-motivated abuse, etc etc etc is really validating and nice. and tbh i think that is its own kind of representation.

it's not just true that trans women and cis women both have Women's ExperiencesTM and that trans men and cis men both have Men's ExperiencesTM, but also that many experiences we might associate with transness are not exclusive to transness and nor are they things that only happen to or are felt by people of the same assigned gender. like. it's not only that trans women have experiences of womanhood that cis women have, it's also that cis women have experiences of womanhood that trans women have (and the same goes for men), you know what i mean?

and it's just really disappointing to me that ftm trans eddie specifically is the most popular trans headcanon in the IT fandom, to the point of any other trans headcanon being fringe. and that it does generally seem to be because of transandrophobia-typical reasons like his size and "feminine" qualities (and frequently he is made to be more "nonthreatening" as well, even when not trans smdh). and that no one seems to want to engage with the particular gendered experiences involved in his character unless they make him trans first (in which case tbh they just erase them Differently, not less).

you don't have to be trans to have a complicated or interesting gender! you don't have to only identify with people who are just like you! sometimes trans men and cis men is the same! i just wish we could do something different one time!!

[olivebeau]

full name: olive jane beauregard

nicknames: ollie

age: 26

star sign: october 25th (scorpio)

hometown: philadelphia, pa

occupation: unemployed; mechanical engineer student

pronouns/gender: she/her, cis female

time in town: 20 years (moved here at 6 yrs old)

current residence: coral coast

the downlow;

olive is your somewhat local bisexual that has had generations of her $$$ family grow up in fairford, though her family did originally hail from philadelphia. olive moved here to be closer to her extended family when she was just six years old.

youngest of three

she grew up in an extremely strict household that kept tabs on who she spoke to for optimal reputation. if you knew a beauregard and were in good standing, then the family deemed you worthy to talk to.

because academia was everything, olive was forced to go to the same university as her mom, dad, and two siblings for good alumni standings. there was no wiggle room to be her own person, already designed to a tee before she so much as held her first pencil.

fairford feels more like home than anywhere else, though the beauregards have a house in the hamptons and another in the alps. her and her siblings tend to travel frequently together, though it always ends terrible. her family treats fairford like a summer house, but olive chose to permanently live here and finish her degree as a remote student instead of going back to campus.

in a pretty dream world, olive wanted to be a boudoir photographer but had to settle for mechanical engineering bc stem.

now olive floats around trying to get into all sorts of trouble around town, refuses to work a real job until she wholly has to, and otherwise honors the beauregard last name as an absolute menace

personality

+ adventurous, outgoing, resourceful

- cruel, manipulative, vindictive

(not so?) fun facts

has a bad habit of using people like candy without realizing she's doing it because she was brought up to only spend time with people who are going to further her career, so she's secretly lonely as shit.

known to be abrasive, a bit of a bully, but that lil grinch heart could grow three sizes if she could cut that umbilical chord u know?

would die for carly rae jepsen, specifically dated a boy named julien so she could dump him and relate to the song.

will try to convince you to let her buy you things so you stay her friend if she's wronged you.

is prone to organizing bar crawls for her friends that do not mesh.

current connections

@mattybeauregard - older brother, thinks he has eldest boy syndrome

@fionaosman - childhood friend and partner in crime

@tcriacosta - best frenemies for life

@thaddcarter - ex-high school boyfriend, forever family friend

@milobooker - new chaos buddy

tbd.

wanted connections

childhood friends, enemies, frenemies, party friends, schoolmates, boudoir photography subjects/people of interest, friends that turned enemies, friends that she screwed over but still tries to keep in touch with, tinder matches, flings, friends of the beauregard family, anything & anything tbh !!

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happy to chat on im here or @ shiv roy apologist#3236

[thequeendomhq]

NAME. Anfisa ( Juneau ) AGE & BIRTH DATE. 24 & March 28th, 3000 GENDER & PRONOUNS. Cis Female & She/Her NATIONALITY. Iskaran SPECIES. Vuldak FACTION. Thieves Guild OCCUPATION. Refugee Guide & Thief FACE CLAIM. Sophie Thatcher

biography

( tw: suicidal ideation, death, violence )

The woods were a part of her from birth, even before they became a hiding place and tool of her trade. It was said in her childhood that she’d been born with dirt under her fingernails and stained soles of her feet. When sent to the well, she’d return caked in soot and mud, a pail full of glistening specimens of druzy and reflective minerals rather than a drop of water. However, nothing illuminated her eyes like that boudary-less expanse of blue stretching out between the coast of Iskaldrik and the impossibly small, impossibly far bar of land across the waters–Lysara. It was true, she had been a difficult child to rear with an insatiable curiosity and orneriness the other townsfolk claimed they had never seen the likes of before. The expression “it takes a village” somehow fell short of the challenges of raising her, her heels dug in at every possible juncture and her mind made up that things would go her way. Still, her headstrong ways in her youth never caused many legitimate issues.

While she did not cause significant conflict within the village, few and far between were her close connections. Fate may have proven kinder if she had the backing of her village, but loathe were the villagers to stick their necks out to save anyone from the mines, least of all a perpetual thorn in their sides. Many suspected what she was before even she did, they whispered about her surly nature, how she lingered toward the edges of the forest without fear of predators, recalled the stories she had told as a very small child about the mangy dogs she had met off the well-worn foot trails when her wayward nature told her to follow the deer trails instead. She had gone missing for four days once and came back no worse for wear. But back then all of it was talk, until the first time the full moon revealed the entire truth. 

No one would save her from the mine, but no one seemed brave enough to send her there on their own either. Summoning help felt too risky, too far away, and so they drove her out themselves. It was a bitter feeling, it soured her against them. With few other bonds to think of, the better option felt like trying her lot at making it on her own. The only time her belly was full was when she managed a kill on her own or managed to steal from an unsuspecting traveler. She avoided towns, even when the moon had waxed away to its thinnest form. It wasn’t worth the risk. No one was worth the risk. 

Until she met him. He was different. But he was the same. 

Ivar had felt more human to her when she first met him than she had ever thought herself, but he swore that he, too, was a werewolf. His knowledge proved invaluable, and for the first time in her life, she took heed and listened. He taught her everything he knew, from the safest, most remote areas of the wood to how to minimize the carnage she was capable of instilling under the full moon. It didn’t take much long for her to figure out it wasn’t a longstanding apathy for a company that resulted in her having no bonds with others, it was the desire for a pack. As soon as she realized this, she was asked, “If I could ferry you to Lysara, would you go?” 

She would go, but she wouldn’t leave Ivar. Just as he had taught her how to survive as a werewolf, he taught her the best way to ensure the survival of others. Through recognizing landmarks and following the stars, he taught her the way to Lysara. She learned quickly which outcrops provided coverage, which paths were most seldom used by common humans, and how to defend herself if it came to it. Under his tutelage, she thrived. She became more herself and gained clarity rather than being plagued by the deafening, confusing instincts that had once consumed her. 

For a decade or so, the pair harbored refugees through the most unforgiving of terrains, through the blistering winds of mountain passes, toward the promise of Lysara. As time went on, her patience and trust in humans dwindled even though she seldom encountered them. The world of humans narrowed down to nothing more than the vague definition of a threat. This made it easier for her to cheat them, steal from them, and if the situation called for it, to cut them down. 

And it brought her closer to him. Until it took him away. 

It was unclear how long the humans had been tracking them, or it was simply a fluke that their camp was found. He had told her once that he knew places so remote even the witchers were afraid to set foot there. So grand were his stories of safety, so secure in his decision-making, so confident, that it never came to her mind to question him when he sent her ahead. To her, it was to reach the next wary soul they’d deliver to safety in Lysara, but he knew it was toward certain death. 

Were she not blinded by her love and loyalty for him, she would have questioned his directive to be so close to humans alone, and under the full moon.  Even after they cornered her, tormented her, impaled her with their daggers and sticks, hurled rocks at her, and tormented her to what they suspected, and in any other case, would have been death, she did not think to question him. Hadn’t he heard her wailing in the night? Couldn’t he sense her terror and panic through that invisible string that bound them? 

The string severed, but her connection to life did not. Foolish country folk–they knew how to slaughter, but not how to kill. She arose from the carcass of her familiar form, her death undone, but she did not understand. Ivar had not taught her everything, he hadn’t taught her about how werewolves truly die, and he hadn’t taught her that he was just as untrustworthy as any given human.

Convinced he would come for her, she collected herself. She credited the gnawing hunger in her belly and the restlessness in her bones as the feeling of hurt and separation from NAME. He would find her, he would come for her, if she just made it back to those rugged, familiar peaks. And so she did. 

There was a spot, just below the treelines, familiar to her and once sacred to the pair. She lay beneath it, closing her eyes against the too-bright dappled light that passed along with the sun through the leaves of the towering pine. She felt the cool breeze skim over her body, cooling until it was a crisp chill and she opened her eyes to the light of a just-waning moon. She did not sleep. And he did not come. And he did not come. And he did not come.

Perhaps too fragile to admit, he would never come, she refused to move on from that spot. Days passed and her energy drained. There was nothing in her that could move her to rise from her spot. If the farmers were too weak to sever her from this world, fine, she would lay here until the moss and forest consumed her–without NAME it was as good a fate as any other. She could name a precious few as blessed as she was to select her own grave on her terms. Let the forest that made her reclaim her. She would wait. 

But still, death did not come. At least, not to her. On the thirteenth day, she sensed the smell of smoke. Happy enough to let the world burn around her, she realized that the smell of ash and flame had traveled far–much farther than she would have been able to have sensed before–the watchtowers. A warning. 

Spurred on more by an unignorable instinct to survive than the conscious will to do so, she found a band of humans large enough to allow her anonymity. “If I could ferry you to Lysara, would you go?” Perhaps Lysara could be kinder to her than he ever was. Should she find him there, though, he would never know kindness again. 

personality

+ cunning, resourceful, impartial – mercurial, nihilistic, vengeful

played by payton. mst. she/her.