#trans man written by trans man

[dyedcomrade]

tw: dark, transph0bia, vi0lence, kind of unrequited love, cheating mention but a side character that doesnt exist canonically does it, gore additional tw: chris is dumb

reminder: i do this because i myself am trans and it's insane out here, especially knowing i wont get gender affirming therapy ever. i do this because i project myself onto almost every resi man i find hot. blocc, dont report. i dont support irl transphobia.

the fucking plane. fucking Chris. Wesker doesn't have time to get to uroboros, Chris tackles him before, straddling him and starting to beat him up spewing out profanities at him.

and in the heat of the moment the tought just slips out:

he tells Wesker he is an abomination and no matter how much he riots against biology he will always stay mortal and cant change the core of him which will always make her a woman.

and Wesker just fucking breaks. having to be lied to his entire life by some mad scientists and people thinking he is the same - he just wants to save the world! can't they see? how humanity is running towards their own destruction?

then the heartbreak he had realising he has to betray his team. chris not getting the fucking hint ever - why did he let him stay alive for so long? it would have been so easy to kill him, but he gave the boy so many chances to see his vision, to join.

despite all his efforts, decades of work, his dream being stolen from him.

first he degrades him by saying he is just one of umbrella's leftovers. and now ripping away all of his humanity, his identity, just like umbrella did.

going through files, he and Jill were in the Spencer estate, they found out Wesker is trans. the wording too in those files were strange, not stating Albert is his name, rather "refering to him as from then on". rather medical documents proved it as well and a brief mention in one of the diaries they found. at that time or maybe it's just Chris, transness was really something he couldn't grasp. of course he doesn't think it's on the same level as b.o.w.s,

Wesker goies into a panic attack. now is one of the rare occasions Chris realises he went too far. he may not get exactly what was it, but..Wesker always stood up whenever they tried to mess with his plans.

the feeling is new for Chris as well. until now one of his main motivation was to show his former boss just how capable he is, how his resolve is just as worthy as the older man's. this thing that kept lingering in his mind, even after he saw Wesker die before him. 'what could he be doing right now? maybe he isn't dead. maybe a miracle happened. someone other than them from the s.t.a.r.s. team made it out alive and searched for him, brought him to the hospital.' he could't grasp what this strange attachment he felt could be. he tought of love sometimes. and even more about what his friends reaction would be if he came out gay. he once had a high school romance, although it was kind of unrequited even though they put a label on themselves. the girl kept declining every one of his offers to hang out and he was only good for feeding her ego. in the end while Chris was away in a sports camp she cheated on him and lost her virginity with a guybin a one-night stand. since then he couldn't trust anyone enough to feel love towards them. sure he knew what comradery was and he always was a trustworthy friend but those butterflies upon seeing the other never returned.

but he expected Wesker to always show up somewhere along his fight against bioterrorism. he expected that in some way he always came out losing from these encounters. he looked forward to the next challenge this terrorist would give him, the sheer power of the two against eachother. always trying to beat some sense into the blonde, despite all his previous efforts failing. although he didn't expect their fighr to end anytime. it was impossible, yes, but what would they do then? did one of them have to die for it to end? maybe, he had hope that one day they could see eye to eye.

here they were, sadly, only the literaly sense of it and..the sorrow that he could see on Wesker's face..it broke his heart. was it over? what happens now? he felt just as lost as the man he just destroyed his life's work. in a sense Chris' life was over too. all this time he had been rebelling. at home, in the military, even in s.t.a.r.s. he was known for his thick skull.

he wanted comfort and wanted to give Wesker cimfort too. he didn't want to see this untouchable little god to cry.

he reached down and touched that red and puffy face. all the damage he can take without breaking a sweat and crying is what makes it an unrecognisable mess. he wipes the tears and blood away from his face, stroking it gently. then, as if it comes naturally, without thinking, like he has done this a thousand times before, he leans down and kisses his forehead.

Wesker is exhausted. he lets Chris throw in as many punches as he wants - let the boy have his enrichment. he will have to build another empire from the ground again. at least now he knows what they are doing and it needs a lot less experimentation. maybe some samples of uroboros remained intact..but now that he lets the outside world in, the punches have stopped. sure there is still someone sitting on top of him, but..why did he..? and he feels it. a gentle hand on his face. it's so unfamiliar. noone ever touched him like this. maybe he is hallucinating and Chris had managed to beat his brain into mush. not that it matters. his regeneration abilities can't be outmatched. a kiss? definitely brain damage. what he really feels is his frontal cortex oozing out.

- hey, i'm..i'm sorry. i didn't want us to end up like this. we may have gone too far with blowing your shit up.

is this really happening? his former pointman.. although it sure can be Chris. not realising what he fucked up is just like him.

Wesker puts his hand on Chris' thigh and taps it three times. he pats out just like old times when training with his agents. an ingrained response to this maybe, or Chris is really bad at risk assessment - he could still snap his neck in a heartbeat, still - he gets off and sits beside Wesker. the older man stays on the ground, his hand never leaving the other, holding onto those dirty cargo pants as if they were the only thing in his life he could cling onto. for sanity, a reason to keep going, for a chance to start over. but maybe now he didn't have to do it alone. or didn't even have to do it. terrorists could retire, right?

- you.. are so dumb...cretin. i have an apartment away from here in eastern-europe. wanna retreat, soldier?

[g0ddyke]

Forcemasc except instead of pushing you to go to the gym, it's pushing you to do your physio. it's pushing you to take up space and take your wellbeing seriously - use your mobility aids, take your meds, stop letting other people push you too hard. stop pushing yourself too hard. Understand that you deserve to be here, deserve to be who you are, deserve to be respected. That your masculinity isn't defined by your physical strength or your athleticism or how you look or what other people think of you - it's just part of who and how you are, and now you have someone who sees that. That sees You, and won't let you back down from who you really are.

[screechingfromthevoid]

I think Dorian knows Orym is in love with him. I don't think it is a great unknown. He's not biting his nails wondering if Orym feels the same way as him.

I think the problem is that Dorian doesn't know how to approach it at all. For so many reasons. There are so many reasons why Dorian has been keeping all of this close to his chest.

First and foremost I think he wants to be respectful of Will and the place he holds in Orym's heart. Dorian in no way would blame Orym for never moving on. He'd be sad and disappointed but he'd understand. And he understands that he's still mourning Will. So he doesn't want to initiate something Orym isn't ready for.

Second, they're in the middle of a war. There isn't time for this. There isn't time for dead brothers and profound crushes. How could he distract Orym from the world ending? He's their little tank. He's their tactician. He's can get his hard and throw it back just as easily. They need his head clear. And I don't think Dorian would ever forgive himself if something were to happen because Orym was too preoccupied.

Third, is speculative, with the context Robbie has given us, marrying a man would not go over well in the royal family. Not because they're particularly homophobic. But, assuming they're both cis, (headcanons aside, I don't think critical role is there yet), the blood line would end. And royal families are big on lines of succession. Hence Zeru begging Dorian to come back. So I'm not sure adopting is in the realm of possibilities. How could Dorian let Orym love him? How could he give into his feelings? How could they live happily ever after when Dorian needs to go back home? Sit on a throne? Produce an heir and a spare? He couldn't possibly start something with him only for it to end in tragedy. He couldn't do that to Oym.

There are probably more reasons for all this but these are the ones that swim in my head the most. And idk I think Dorian wants to love Orym loudly and proudly but... The world is ending, ya know?

[cookiekissers]

Genuinely and desperately ask for Crunchy Chip cookie x male reader! Crunchy Chip always puts up a front of not wanting/caring for sweet stuff but deep down loves it. Imagine him like that but with people, he acts tough around others but completely melts when he's around reader. Thank you for existing and doing the Lord's work 🙏 lmao

[Crunchy Chip x Male Reader]

I haven't written or posted that much yet, but thank you!! It's an honour <3

Crunchy Chip Cookie works diligently to keep up his image as a hardened warrior. But like the sweets he pretends to despise, he can barely hide his feelings around you, Y/N Cookie. If he had a tail, it would be wagging whenever he sees you! He can't help it!

Around others, he acts like his usual prideful self, but as soon as he spots you, he gets quiet and flustered. Crunchy Chip believes he's good at concealing his feelings for you, but it's apparent to everyone what's really going on. Even if you're the oblivious type, you'll eventually notice because it's so obvious. Crunchy Chip isn't exactly subtle. But this only makes him all the more charming!

If you pretend you haven't caught on to his feelings yet, and decide to start teasing him, it will make him melt. He tries hard to deny the intense feelings you "inflict" on him, how his heart pounds when you get a little too close to him and tease him, and how you have all but taken over his thoughts. He constantly scolds himself for how mushy he's acting! You have turned him into a lovestruck puppy and he hates it. Acting this way is unbecoming of a great Dark Cacao warrior! Yet… ask a favour of him or call for him and he will run to you without hesitation.

If you're waiting for Crunchy Chip Cookie to make the first move you will have to wait for a while, so you will probably have to take initiative on this one. But once you two do get together officially, expect to see his softer side much more often. He only does this in private and around you. No one else gets to see Crunchy Chip like this but you. <3

It's a little different in private. When you're alone with him, he relaxes a little bit, but not by much. His code of pride and rigorous discipline has been drilled into his head, so its a tough habit to break. If you gently remind him that he does deserve to relax a little and have care and softness, he will indulge somewhat guiltily. But he is still afraid of being "caught in the act," so his relaxation with you will be restrained. But afterwards, he will dream of it. Being in your arms, having you stroke his hair lovingly while he rests in your lap. Crunchy Chip will wake up in his tent amidst the snow on a frozen mountain and daydream about looking up at your handsome face and yearn to experience such tenderness and warmth again.

But don't try to bring up your affectionate sessions in public, Crunchy Chip will panic and try to play dumb and pretend that it didn't happen. It's not that he didn't enjoy being with you! Honestly, the guy is yearning and pining so hard he thinks he's physically ill.

[griem]

ijbol idk man releasing screenshots of very polarizing things said in a private discord server between friends in a public "callout" post is #the most #tumblrific thing ive ever seen LOL.

#opinion 😱 in tags

[hopkei]

Kentaro-senpai, please take good care of Yusei~

[alwaysyouuuuuu]

So i was thinking about your Wolfstar Marvel AU again (it should pay rent with how much it's spinning around my head) and like,,,, Sirius not having any kind of closure about Remus,,, he doesn't know what happened to him, they never found a body or any traces of him and then he was pronounced dead and Sirius just. Doesn't know. He doesn't even know why they took Remus in the first place. And he probably feels guilty about it too (bc ofc he would!!!). Just, the lack of closure of it all, the big question mark haunting him, up until 70+ years later when he's face-to-face with Remus again (I'm loving it)

Hi hi hi!!!! 💕💕💕 Thank you so much for the ask! I am so happy we both find it consuming haha and I agree. AU needs to start paying me hourly wages for just how much it keeps me up and wondering at night. I would be in tears and at the end of my wit, if I had to do just part of this research in school (I was not into history or any literature for school, and that's putting it mildly.) and now I do this willingly lol.

You know one of those, "I'm so glad you asked"- *7 hour long vm* memes? I fear this will end up like that. Bear with me.

Before we get into that, I'll clear up some background? So Remus was first taken along with a lot of their troop (ambush?), and they were partially injected (plot reasons plot reasons!! I feel like you can guess why!!) and the Sirius and co rescued them etc etc. And then Remus was targeted specifically.

So before the permafrost, I feel the situation was very bad for Sirius. For one, he would have agreed to the Serum in the first place because Remus was in captivity (also for the war effort, of course, but to Sirius, at that point there really was no room for question which may have been there otherwise), and then he got Remus back. Just to lose him again.

And then, to the Military and almost everyone else, Hope and Lyall Lupin lost a son, but Sirius Black lost a fellow soldier. He lost a comrade. Sure, they were friends, so him being vengeful is believable, to an extent. And no one really gets the blank look in his eyes, after.

I believe there was a quote that went like, "Should you lose a spouse/partner, there is a shared understanding of the relationship, but when you lose a friend, there's no tangible evidence, no widely acknowledged way to mourn."

Except, for Sirius, he did lose his partner, love of his life and dearest friend of so many years. And no one understands. Maybe James and Lily know, but it is the 40s. Realistically, they are quiet about it at best. For him it is both, and all the more painful. And he doesn't get exactly why Remus was targeted either. Remus was at an integral position in the OSS, unusual for his age, recruited at the very beginning, one of the sharpest minds, so it could have been that. And god, he was cold blooded when he got to fighting. But of course, he cannot shake the feeling that it was because of him.

So, in that time, the days he spent looking for Remus with James and Lily, (which really wasn't much, they would not have been allowed to!) he is partially cynical. Not to the point of self-blaming but enough to self-destruct. James tries to get him out of it, but Lily grits her teeth. She doesn't say much, because she understands, I believe, how much at that point he just wants it to end.

*BAM* permafrost.

After he gains consciousness, he would have blanked out for a while, because what even is this? But he doesn't, because after the first few excruciating minutes, when the blood is pounding in his chest, looking at every flash of light, every building and car that look unnatural, really, the first thing he processes is Moody telling him that the War is over. Good, at least something went well, he thinks.

They tell him many soldiers were rescued, because that's the first thing he asks. After it sinks in, he wants to hope, and maybe he does. Because this is real, he can see it. As outlandish as it is, he is in the future. If this can be real, how foolish would it be to hope that maybe Remus made it too? He would be old, and he would have lived his life. Maybe with someone else, and that's okay. If he gets to see him one more time, Jesus, it's okay.

They tell him what happened with HYDRA and his family. They tell him about James Potter and how he revolutionized weapons, they tell him about Lily Potter, who later went on to join the NSA. God, he gets fucking giddy hearing all of that, because it worked out. For someone, it did. For James and Lily, it did. He wants to meet Harry.

And he starts to have a nagging thought, because with how they speak of and to him, maybe they would have mentioned his known childhood friend. And Remus was known to his own credit.

So he asks, slowly about one Remus Lupin?

And lo and behold. They know of him of course, of course, he was Captain America's best friend. But nothing was known of him post war.

He tries to hold his face and nods, but Moody gives him a strange look. Tells him that he'll look into it for him. He tamps it down, though, there is no point in a wishful fantasy. He would have begged Moody if required, but there really is no point. And he doesn't think he can open his mouth without saying something incriminating.

Moody offers him the initiative, of course, but they tell him to take a breath, see the world, find himself first. And he does, he takes a few days. But then he gets time to think about it, to mull things over, to reevaluate his last choices. When he is trying to ease into the new world, he is busy, things are overwhelming. But once he gets home, he spirals. He remembers how panicky he had been during the first rescue mission. He had been desperate. And what if that clued them in? There were others in the OSS. So why just Remus?

It had to be him.

So he throws himself into missions, trains hard, exhausts himself so doesn't have to think. He does what he's always been doing, he helps SHIELD and doesn't question much, because he is still processing. Some things stick out but one can only handle so much, yeah? Besides, James and Lily were the co-founders.

He finds out. Well. Many things about his past and it's just so much (I'll stop or this itself will spiral to 3k.)

I feel he's quite mercurial at times in these days. Unsettled, but he keeps going. He drinks sometimes, gets shit faced. Those days are increasing, really.

Then he meets Elena.

And there is something striking about her. Such a young girl, and he can see it in her eyes that she has seen a lot. Too much. He sees himself in her. And he is protective. He is maybe a little taken aback. Because she seems so much... like an old soul.

And Elena is drawn to him too. She opens up, slowly, slowly, which she doesn't normally. But he is fiery. Like her. And they mostly have the same stances. She doesn't speak of her childhood, and so he doesn't ask. She does mention she had a dad, and though seemingly not for long, she remembers her name from him.

She seeks out his company and it soothes something in him. I feel he's a little more settled? With time? I mean it's hard to pity yourself when there is someone dragging you out to bowl and join soccer clubs, when that someone is a loner too. Even though thinking of Remus' hurts a little more each day, because he feels that Elena and Remus would get along so well. Man she even fights like him.

So when he sees Remus again, it is whiplash of the worst kind. Remus is just there. Because it is Remus and it is not, and he is standing there just staring because this Remus even fights the same. And he sees Elena standing frozen there, and it suddenly hits him that she looks... like Remus.

Except for her eyes and it is like he is watching everything from afar. All he can do try to hold Remus back. Until Neville flies them away.

Because what has his life come to?

Elena is not responding. She is not even looking at him. And Sirius is thinking a thousand miles an hour. I think he'd find out everything he can about whoever this Winter Soldier is.

Before they finally bring R in for questioning I feel S would be overcome with guilty and longing and a lot of painful confusion, really.

And mostly, Sirius is guilt ridden. Remus was in there, with them doing who knows what to him, for 70 years? He never deserved that. Sirius was outwardly rebellious. It was his family helping fund HYDRA. And then there's Elena. Is Elena Remus'? Because how in the world did Remus manage to have a kid while he was trapped in a facility?

There is something really cool about her name. if you look closely.

Outside of his blackouts, Remus solely spoke Russian to everyone around him for 70 years right? So it seems logical that's what he'd speak to elena in that environment, mind controlled half the time etc, before they were separated (she was like. 7) and he'd find it a little difficult to slip into English again, or that's what Elena thinks. So when he demands to meet her first, she storms in, defensive stance (Sirius is standing right outside by the way) but Remus just blinks. Because they said it was Elena Chernova. But it's not. It's Helena Black.

And Sirius just. Dies a little.

Basically. He is spiralling.

So is this, so I'll stop here.

Based on this post. + snippet.

[friend-lover-traitor-narrator]

The Man You Are [Trans!Mav x Ice]

“I love you, Mav,” Ice whispers after yet another few minutes. “I love everything about you. I couldn't imagine a better person to be with.”

“Man,” Mav corrects Ice with a sniff. “Not person.”

Ice squeezes him. “I couldn't wish for a better boyfriend,” he repeats instantly and plants a soft kiss in Mav's hair.

–

Mav is experiencing a difficult gender shift and Ice does everything to make him feel better in his skin.

~~~

My trans/nonbinary/genderfluid Mav fic is finally here!! I hope you like it!! 🧡

There were a couple of people who explicitly stated to be interested in this one so I'm just gonna tag you here so you don't miss it (hope that's okay): @nyx2021 @aech0folk @whyamisolatetotheparty @blazingstar29 @snonkerdoodlefizzy221b @diadotcom @ghostbird-7

[hussyknee]

There are people in 2024 sincerely saying "don't bring up politics on the first date". No you're right, we should hand out questionnaires beforehand asking things like "Is abortion murder?" "Has trans rights gone too far?" "Should poor people just die?" and "Is Zionism bad?". No point wasting a perfectly good date if you're going to block them on all your socials and off the face of the earth at the end of it. "But it's so nuanced!" Goodbye.

[idyllghost]

I think I like T4T John/Abigail so much because John vehemently denying Jack is his becomes increasingly hilarious just:

John: That boy isn’t mine Abigail

Abigail: John we’re both trans, you carried him for 9 months and literally pushed him out; that’s your child!

John: That boy is not mine!

[onemoregayapollokid]

Shelter in the storm

Fandom: Percy Jackson

Pairing: Will Solace/Nico Di Angelo

Word count: 2.2K

Authors Note: I came out to my parents as trans recently and to say they didn't take it well is a understatement. So I handled it by writing about it. Which is why Will is trans. Some trigger warning for transphobic language!

Description:

Will comes out to his grandparents and it doesn't go well. Nico attempts to be supportive.

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Nico stepped out from the shadows into the familiar gloom of Cabin 13, crossing to his bed, dropping heavily onto it. He stowed his sword along with his cane, flopping back to lay down. He groaned, dropping his arm across his eyes. He had promised to go see Will as soon as he got in, but he was so exhausted he needed to take a minute to just rest. Nico took a deep breath, holding it for ten seconds, releasing it slowly. He intentionally relaxed each of his muscles the way Will had taught him, feeling the tension and some pain bleed from his body into the mattress beneath him. The quiet of Cabin 13 was shattered by a loud pounding at the door. Nico groaned and lurched to his feet, grabbing his cane, crossing to the door and yanking it open, fully preparing a tirade at the poor soul on the other side of the door. What he wasn’t expecting was a very out of breath Austin Lake, who visibly relaxed even as he took a step away from the very no-longer-relaxed Nico.  

“ Nico, thank the gods your back” Austin exclaimed, slumping against the porch pillar. Nico’s brow furrowed.  

“ What’s going on?” He questioned, even as he glanced toward the end of the green where Cabin 7 sat. If Austin was this happy to see him, it had to have something to do with  

Will. Austin sighed, following Nico’s gaze. Nico leaned his weight on his cane.  

“ He told his grandparents.” Austin’s voice was even, but Nico could hear the emotion boiling under the surface. Nico winced. Will had been open about their relationship from the beginning and told everyone except his maternal grandparents. Nico didn't really understand how someone as kind and accepting as Naomi Solace could of been raised by people like her parents, but all the stories of Will’s grandparents had been of a stern, “old fashioned” southern couple, who hated any deemed other while proclaiming the love they claimed to hold dear. Will had been toying with the idea of telling them for at least a few months but always decided against it. If he had indeed told them, it clearly hadn't gone well.  

“Where is he?” Was all that Nico could think to say. Austin sighed, turning toward the lava wall.  

“ Kayla is trying to convince him to go to the cabin but he got back and went straight to the infirmary. He’s probably still there. There’s no one there tonight, he’s just unpacking the supplies that Argus brought last week.” Nico followed Austin slowly across the green, wishing he could move faster. Nico climbed the steps to the infirmary. He stepped into the dim infirmary, letting his eyes adjust.  

“ C’mon Will- this stuff can wait and there’s no one here who needs your attention. Let’s go back to the cabin and get some rest. “ Kayla’s voice was calm but she looked exhausted, one hand rested lightly on Will’s shoulder where he stood, emptying a box of bandages into the storage they used for excess bandages. Will’s face was impassive, eyes focused on the bandages in front of him. He gently shook Kayla’s hand off his arm.  

“I’m fine, Kayla. I’m just gonna stay here a bit longer. Don’t worry about me” Even Will’s voice, normally lilted was flat. Nico could hear the tears in his voice and frowned, taking a half step forward. Everything in him wanted to rush forward and hold Will but he didn’t want to spook Will- he wasn’t even sure if Will knew he was back yet.  

“Kayla” Austin called softly, catching Kayla’s attention yet Will’s focus remained steadfastly on his task. She glanced up and catching sight of muttered a soft “Thank the gods” walking over to give Nico a quick hug, following Austin out. At the sound of the door, Will turned to look at the door. He locked gazes with Nico, surprise flitting across his face. Will’s guarded expression crumbled, his lip trembling. Nico lurched forward as quickly as his crutch allowed him, as Will rushed forward at the same time. Will collided with Nico, hands fisting in the back of Nico’s jacket as Nico wrapped his free arm tightly around Will, pulling Will as tightly to his own body as physically possible. Will buried his face in Nico’s shoulder. Sobs shook Will’s shoulders as Nico soothed his free hand up and down Will’s back.   

“Hey, Will. I’m here, lovely. “Nico murmured into Will’s ear, kissing the shell of Will’s ear. Will sniffled, hands clinging to Nico.  

“Let’s sit, yeah? Want to go to my cabin?” Will shook his head against Nico’s shoulder, leather creaking underneath his head. 

“ Okay, let’s sit here. It’s okay- we don’t have to go anywhere. I got you baby” Nico slowly led Will to the nearest bed, awkwardly lowering himself to the mattress, still holding onto Will with one hand. As soon as he was seated, Nico dropped his cane to wrap Will fully in his arms. Will tightened his grip on Nico’s jacket, clinging to the smaller man like his life depended on it.  

“I’m here Will.” Nico soothed, running his hand up and down Will’s back, pulling Will onto his lap. Will whimpered, tucking himself into Nico’s neck, breath tickling over exposed skin.  Silence reined pver the two men, Will still crying, curled into Nico’s neck, Nico holding Will tightly, soothing a hand up and down the taller mans back. After what might have been minutes or might have been hours, Will broke the silence. 

“ They didn’t take it well” Will’s voice was thick with emotion, and Nico could feel Will’s hands shaking where they clung to his jacket.  

“I’m sorry love” Nico whispered into the blond curls. Will took a shuddering breath, turning his head to look at Nico out of the corner of his eye.  

“Wanna talk about it?” Nico asked gently, smoothing the curls with his free hand. Will sighed, closing his eyes. After a moment Will opened his eyes, sat up and looped his arms around Nico’s neck. Nico waited patiently, hand continuing to rub along Will’s back. Will sighed, leaning his forehead against Nico’s.    

“I was visiting my mom at one of her concerts- it happened to be in the same town that my grandparents live in. Mom told me it wouldn’t go well if I told them- not being negative, she was concerned about their reaction. I was just so tired of hearing my deadname from them and wanted to be able to talk openly about you and would rather tell them and handle the reaction than not tell them and never know how they’d react. So, I went to see them. It was kind of obvious I guess what with my transition, but I still sat them down and told them that I wasn’t who they were calling me, that it’s not my name anymore, my name is Will. UI know it’s a lot to process but I wanted to be able to bring my partner over to meet them and that I could be who I truly am- who I’ve always been. I wanted to tell them about my transition and all the things that happened with that, but I knew it was a lot to take in”  

Nico hummed softly, running a hand through Will’s curls  

“How’d they take it?” He questioned tugging gently on a curl. Will sighed again, playing with the collar of Nico’s shirt. 

“Grandpa didn’t say much- that's not surprising. He's normally pretty quiet- always has been. Grandma was...” Will hesitated, searching for words. “She was very vocal about it. She said they could accept me being gay but not me ‘mutilating’ my body, that I was always going to be a girl, and no matter what lies my father or anyone else fed me I was always going to be a girl. She also said, it was no wonder my father didn’t stick around, that if they had known that camp would ‘turn me trans’ they wouldn’t have let Mom send me there and wouldn’t have even let her have me, that I was better off dead than to be trans.” Nico inhaled sharply as a pit formed in his gut. Of all the things they could have said, Will’s grandmother went for the most hurtful things she could have said.  

“I’m sorry love. They are wrong, you know?” Nico murmured, pulling Will closer. His hand rested on Will’s hip, and he squeezed lightly, reassuring him with more than just words. Will smiled at Nico, though it was weak.  

“I know they’re wrong- I know I’m not better off dead, that nothing made me trans, even if I wasn’t a demigod or my father's son, I still would have been trans, right? But knowing that and hearing the things my grandma said and realizing she meant it- it's still hard. She’s still my family. She’s still someone who I wished accepted me, wished loved me enough to love me for who I am, not who she thought I was. I wish her opinion of me didn’t matter but it does. And I just wanted her to choose me over her religion for once in my life but I’m not worth that to her. She doesn’t want me, and I have to somehow learn to live with that. Learn to live with the fact that I’m not enough for her- that she would rather a dead kid than a trans kid. I’m no longer willing to pretend to be the person she thinks I am. I’ve spent enough time denying myself freedom and I’m not willing to deny myself any longer. If she can’t love me for me and would rather love a ghost- that's on her. It still hurts, and maybe it always will. But i can’t cut pieces of me off just so I fit someone else’s idea of who I am. She is who she is, and I am who I am and if that means losing her than I have to do that. At the end of the day, it’s her loss.”  

“Oh Will” Nico whispered, crushing his boyfriend to his chest. He pressed his lips to Will’s forehead, trying to convey without words how much Will meant to him, how brave he thought Will was.  

“I’m so proud of you, you know?” Nico continued, pulling back slightly to look Will in the eyes. His blue eyes were shot with red, betraying the calm exterior he was trying so hard to have. Nico smiled reassuringly at Will before continuing  

“You choose to see the best in others, you refuse to let others hate drag you down. I’ve never met anyone before who embodies sunshine so much- not even your siblings do so you can’t say it’s an Apollo thing. It’s a you thing, love. If light was a person, it would be you. I’m sorry she hurt you- and don’t get me wrong I’m angry but never at you. I’m angry for you. I’d love to go tell her exactly who she’s missing out on but I don’t think that is what you need right now. “Will chuckled, shaking his head.  

“No, not really. I just need you.” He squeezed his arms tighter around Nico’s neck “I just need this. And time” Nico smiled at him, sure that Will could see the love written on his face. Will leaned forward, and kissed Nico. When they separated, Will stood and stooped to grab Nico’s cane. He offered it and his hand to Nico who accepted them easily. “My cabin?” Nico guessed, as Will led them to the door.  

“Is that okay?” Will asked. “I know you just got home from wherever your dad had you going- do you need some time to rest?” Nico was shaking his head before Will finished his sentence. He pressed himself closer to Will’s side as Will shut the infirmary.  

“No- you need me and it’s my pleasure to be in your corner. Besides, there’s nothing saying we can’t rest together.” Will hummed softly, wrapping a arm around Nico’s waist as he led them to Cabin 13. Nico let go of Will to walk up the stairs, openeing the door and letting Will through before shutting the door behind him. As soon as he turned around, Will wrapped his arms around Nico, leaning down to kiss him again. Nico kissed back enthusiastically, leaning his weight against Will. When Will pulled back, smiling, Nico traced his cheek tenderly.  

“Cuddles?” Will asked, still smiling.  

“Yeah” Nico answered, letting him take the cane to put away. Will supported Nico’s weight easily, helping him to the bed toeing off their shoes and climbing onto the bed after Nico. Nico tugged lightly on Will’s arm, positioning them so Will’s head was on Nico’s chest. He ducked his head to kiss the top of Will’s head, settling himself back against the pillows.  

“Comfortable? “Will asked from his position on Nico’s chest.  

“Very” Nico whispered, feeling sleep pull at him as Will started humming. He allowed his eyes to slip closed.  

“Oh-” Nico opened his eyes as a thought occured to him. “Before I forget- I love you” Will giggled, lifting his head to look at Nico.  

“ I love you too. I am gonna have a nap though, so if you wake me up I will throw you into the canoe lake” Nico snorted, tightening his hold on Will.  

“Sounds good to me.” And allowing his eyes to close again, he drifted off to sleep, with his boyfriend in his arms.  

[edandstede]

awkward.. izzy deserves justice in season 3 and they wouldn’t make it without him, hope this helps :) i hope you never get your surgery bitch

good to see the canyon being normal as usual

anyway here’s my page for my top surgery fund

[lucabyte]

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[beautifulqueerexistence]

Thank you to Jeff Garvin for writing “A Symptom of Being Human” because I swear that book reignited this love for my queer identity that I haven’t SINCERELY felt in a long time. It was like the author could read my thoughts before I came out, he NAILED it.

[poyopaan]

i did some applications today and gotta say? kill me

[wisecrackingeric-2]

I feel like not enough people have seen this video it is S O G O O D I literally cannot express how well it dissects Luis’ character I NEED MORE PEOPLE TO SEE IT