#tw disphoria

[tampic0w0]

"Ur a HuMan, aNd NoT An AnImAl, u dOn' T fEeL LiKe aN aNiMaM"

And yet, if you knew to what extent I feel like an animal locked in a cage, in this cage that we call "corp human" inside, I can't do anything, I can't climb a tree like a binturong, I can't run long distances like an African wild dog. I can't do anything... If you only knew how much I miss my real body, my animal body. I no longer have fur, no more fangs, no more rounded ears, no more claws, no more tail, I lost everything and it's certainly not today that I would find it again...

[digenerate-trash]

Happy birthday to me.

[lvl8warlock]

how I feel after taking off my binder

((I don't have photoshop. Someone draw a frown.))

[hotpersonsstuff]

I try my best not to look at my body too long due to dysphoria and all that jazz. But I just saw new stretch marks on my hip. And- idk how to feel about it..

[bangpop91]

Heeey I just read your “I can do it with a broken heart” and jehsus chreist it’s good ! I’m 32 and really struggle to articulate a huge barrier for pregnancy and childbirth for me is the dyphoria (I’m NB) so the way buck is handling things really kicked me in the chest.

I can’t wait to read the rest ✌🏻

Oh wow thank you! I'm 33 almost 34 and have had 2 kids. I struggled with dysphoria dude to a history of body issues and eating disorders which informed a huge part of how I write Buck's dysphoria and how he handles it.

I am sending you all of the hugs and good vibes as you finish the story and when I get the next few chapters finished and posted. Thank you for the ask 😊

[auroroboros1]

[iisasarcasticlittleshite]

It's always hard to find people nice like you are, even online.

But yeah, I was just wanting to see anyone you wanna write for in Jujutsu Kaisen, Obey Me! or My Hero Academia, it dpesn't matter to me. But the reader is trans man and is usually used to getting missgendered and rude comments but he just kinda had a shit day and it hurt him more than usual.

Just a little comfort and protective boyos if you don't mind~

And do remember to drink some water and take care of yourself!!

I really didn't know who to start with here, but in the end I went with Kirishima from My Hero, seeing as I couldn't think of anyone more comforting than him.

I hope it's okay, let me know what you think!

It's like a sixth sense of his, when he knows enough is enough.

One look is all it took for him to know that (Y/N)'s overloading at the barked slurs from a few ignorant pricks.

Kirishima knows his boyfriend's strong as anyone can get, he knows (Y/N)'s dealt with shit he can't even think of, and it breaks his heart to imagine his partner in those situations.

Back then, Kiri hadn't been there, and damned if he'd let it happen now, when he's right across the street.

(Y/N)'s never been ashamed of his identity, and his fans love him the way he is. For many, he's an inspiration, relatable and fearless.

Red Riot doesn't hear the exact words being thrown at (H/N) by a bunch of ignorant teens, he doesn't care, because (Y/N)'s had the week from Hell, and he's not about to let it get any worse.

'Hey! Nobody asked your opinion. Take yourselves the hell outta my boyfriend's personal space.'

(Y/N) looked up at him, releasing a sigh of relief as Red Riot's out of character frown had people running. His entire demeanor is usually so sunny, it must have looked like quite a sight to see him so serious.

To (Y/N), it's a comfort, broad shoulders set and strong in his defence. Kirishima would never, ever hurt him, all of that strength is purely for cuddles.

Oh, and, you know, fighting crime.

'Hey, you okay baby?'

Kirishima turned his back on the world, guarding (Y/N) from prying eyes as he fights back emotions, forcing himself to breathe deep as he nodded slowly.

The redhead opened his arms, quietly letting his lover settle his forehead against his collarbone.

(Y/N) didn't need to say a word, he never has, not with Kiri. Ever since UA, he's gone out of his way to understand (Y/N), respecting boundaries and being so damn perfect there was no way not to fall for him.

'M fine, just...tired.'

Tired of so many things, tired of it all at once, tired of not being tired.

Eijirou glared off anyone who even looked at him, quietly stroking (Y/N)'s hair as he gathered himself. 'We'll head home when you're ready.'

'But patrol's not over for another hour!' (Y/N) suddenly shot straight, the weight of responsibility piled on to anxiety until he was ready to snap.

'Hey, easy. The rest of the world will be fine without us. They've got Deku, and Dynamight, and Shoto and all the other awesome heroes you and I graduated with. Right now, you need home, and I need to see that handsome smile of yours, so we're heading home, kay?'

He always knows what to say, smiling as he cups (Y/N)'s cheeks, stroking them tenderly with his thumbs.

(Y/N) relaxed, lost in soulful eyes as the rest of the world just melted.

'Yeah, okay. Thank you, Eiji.'

He laughed, lighting the world as he threw his arm around his lover, eagerly guiding them home. 'You don't have to thank me baby, I've always got your back, against anything.'

[nazkarcito]

shit trans comic with sad ending

[xadchhh1]

my transgender experience;

Most of the time I feel bad about my gender but I think it's more because of how I present myself to people

What I used to do is tell people that I'm a trans woman and then I explain to them why I'm not feminine yet

but after a while it gets annoying, you know? and now I just said that I'm just gay so I don't have to explain myself (because I told myself that I should explain to people)

I don't care, it's not important to me what people think of me or the perception they have

I know that one day I will be a transwoman and I will skip that kind of situations

When I transition I wanna feel comfortable because that's what matters to me , feeling comfortable at that moment of transition. I've always had my own way of doing things, I shouldn't be like other trans women, I'm my own unique person and all the things that I will live, including transitioning, will be my way because its MY life

I see it in a positive way and I said all this just because I like to express myself, say what I think, how I see things and how my experience has been not being someone cisgender

(I just realized I sound angry so to not end on a bad note I'm leaving a picture of myself that makes me happy because I put on a wig that I really liked and the song I had playing in the background while I was writing this "SOPHIE — It's Okay To Cry")

[kai-ovillager]

☆~* Guapoduo college au hc, g!Roier trans masc gay e g!Cellbit assexual gay, eles passam a semana nos dormitórios do colégio, mas nos finais de semana podem ir pra casa, é um sábado a noite e o g!Ro liga pro g!Cell pra encontrar ele naquela praça de sempre, pra eles se verem

• Não vou por o g! Por motivos de preguiça, mas é sobre os ***personagens*** e não as pessoas reais!

• Perdão qualquer erro de digitação! Tá tarde :")

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Era uma noite fria, mas não daquelas que caso quisesse ficar do lado de fora, precisaria de uma blusa muito quente, era uma noite calma, o céu estava claro e as estrelas estavam bem visíveis, Roier tinha certeza de que aquela era a primeira vez que viu tantas estrelas no céu com seus próprios olhos! A sensação era incrível

–Esse lugar é realmente especial – diz Roier em um tom calmo, aquela praça guardava muitas memórias

–Realmente, muito já aconteceu aqui – Cellbit diz enquanto se aproximava de Roier, que estava sentado na grama fria, contemplando a imensidão do céu

–Foi aqui que a gente se conheceu, não foi? – disse o mexicano, relembrando aquela doce memória

–Foi sim – Cellbit responde – Eu estava tomando café sentado, jogando uma partida de xadrez sozinho, e você chegou, perguntando se podia jogar junto... – o brasileiro completa, descrevendo aquele dia em que seus olhos se encontraram pela primeira vez, e tudo pareceu finalmente se encaixar

Cellbit se senta ao lado de Roier, que deita no ombro do loiro, agarrando seu braço, enquanto ele buscava sua outra mão, para poder segurá-la e mantê-lo mais perto ainda

Eles se mantém daquela maneira por um tempo, compartilhando um silencio confortavel e aquele carinho tão especial e confortante

–Por quê me chamou aqui ao invés da sua casa ou da minha? Eu percebi que você tá meio tristinho hoje – Cellbit diz, ele conhece seu namorado, sabe quando ele não está bem

–Você... – Roier suspira – Eu não te mereço... Você merece muito mais do que eu posso te oferecer...

–Ei, guapito, isso não é verdade – Cellbit se vira para Roier, colocando uma de suas na bochecha de Roier, que apoia o rosto na mesma – Você é a coisa mais especial que já me aconteceu, eu não tenho de que reclamar de ter você por perto, e tudo que você me oferece é muito mais do que eu sequer já tinha sonhado com!

Roier não responde, algumas lágrimas começam a rolar por seu rosto e ele busca o abraço de Cellbit, que corresponde, mantendo-o seguro em seus braços, dando assim a chance para Roier tirar toda aquela dor do peito

–Des da primeira vez que eu vi você, quando você escolheu falar com uma pessoa aleatória que estava jogando xadrez a sós na praça, quando a gente saiu juntos pela primeira vez naquele café pequeno perto da sua casa, e todos os outros segundos que eu estive com você, eu sabia que eu queria ter você ao meu lado para sempre

Cellbit afirma, confortando Roier com palavras

– Sabe... – Roier diz –Eu achava que você não iria gostar de mim por eu ser... sabe... trans... tive muitas más experiências com outras pessoas por causa disso, e fiquei com medo de tentar mais uma vez... – Ele completa, ainda abraçado à Cellbit

–Oh meu bem – o brasileiro diz, fazendo um cafuné no namorado –Eu te amaria até do avesso, cis, trans, não-binário, gênero-fluido, demiboy, independe, eu te amaria des de que fosse você, e eu te amo, porquê você é você! E é isso que te faz especial, seus olhos, seu jeito, sua risada, sua companhia, sua presença, você é o que te faz especial para mim! – Cellbit completa, enquanto olhava o namorado nos olhos, o acariciando e confortando enquanto falava

Roier então abraça-o novamente, deixando novamente aquela dor sair de seu peito, deixar aquele sentimento de tristeza e invalidade ir embora, trocando-os pelo amor que sentia sobre seu amado, e o mesmo sentia sobre ele

–Obrigado gatinho – Roier diz, em um sorriso gentil e genuíno –Eu não sei o que seria de mim agora sem você

Os dois então se aproximam, se beijando em diversos selinhos apaixonados, e depois indo até a casa de Cellbit, onde eles passam a noite juntos, com o conforto e o amor um do outro, sabendo que independente de tudo, os dois se amariam, porque independente da aparência, forma, gênero ou qualquer coisa, seriam eles ali, e era isso que importava

Fim *~☆

[the-last-hipopotamovolador]

Can we all pretend that whatever i choose for my pfp is how i actually look like in real life? Is a win-win for everyone. I can pretend to be boyish and good looking and you see my pfp and think "wow what a handsome guy" or "what a cute dude".

[digenerate-trash]

Being a pussy boi is great!

until its not :(

[tanuki-yuki]

Vent art again, but this time alittle bi more comical lmao, so here you go, disphoria demon

[1ntrvrt-shdw]

most days I feel like I don't have a name... like my birth day does NOT feel right, but I can't find one that does

[d0llyxtears]

Pretty boi ~

Still experimenting with gender identity/expression. I’ve been very very dysphoric lately and my family isn’t helping… so to elevate some of the discomfort I cut my hair and tried some masculine makeup…. Sadly I can’t wear my binder today because it’s being washed ….

Body/social dysphoria is really kicking my ass lately….

[nerdyfairy]

Tô whoever posted LGB shit under the gender dysphoria tag, I wonder if you slept well at night because I sure didn't because I dread for my life because of people like you

Also I hope you die in a fire btw