#the parents would throw hands with transphobes

[awakefor48hours]

I was at the store today and saw a very healing image.

In the section where the kids' books are, the FNAF and Bluey books were basically gone and the Harry Potter books were practically untouched

#william afton may be an abusive asshole father #but he's not transphobic #and while i still haven't seen bluey yet #(i promise i will) #but from what i can tell #the parents would throw hands with transphobes #or people who are antisemitic

[talisidekick]

u should post more about being trans

Sure. And I have a recent life story so here it goes:

If you've spent any amount of time scrolling down my blog, you know that from my 800+ posts I've dropped quite a bit about myself. Namely that my parents emotionally and physically abused me and manipulated me to act a very specific way to adhere to a "look" that agreed with my birth mothers families expectations. They wanted a daughter and got my sister first try, and only had me to teach her to share. Their treatment of me my entire life and how they admitted to it and talked about me let me know I was just a show-piece for their perfect cult christian/catholic/mormon nuclear family vibe.

As such, I can say that I have never once experienced what parental love actually feels like. What it's like to be loved unconditionally by a parent who cares. That wasn't my life.

At least ... that was true up until yesterday.

If you're unaware of what's been happening up in Canada in the last week (from 18th September 2023 to 22nd September 2023), the transphobes up here held a "1 Million March for Children" protest about public schools being gender inclusive, teaching topics on gender identity and gender expression, and allowing kids to give preferred names and pronouns that teachers abide by without parental involvement. If you're unfamiliar with Canada's laws, Canada has ratified the "rights of the child" set forth by the United Nations and children under the age of 18 up here have civil rights including the right to privacy and safety. These protests attempt to say a parent has the right to know everything going on with their kid, and there is some degree of agreement on that, but a child also has the right to privacy and safety. This group is pushing for policy changes in public schools that would require the schools take actions that can be argued would infringe on the rights of the 2SLGBTQIA+ children regarding their privacy and safety. As such, this transphobic group met opposition that vastly outnumbered their protest numbers in the form of counter protests involving students, teachers, parents, allies, and 2SLGBTQIA+ adults who passed through a less-than-accepting school system in their time.

I unfortunately missed the organized protest in my city yesterday. I was entirely unaware myself that any of this was happening. I'm now working on being more active and informed in my community because now that this bullshit is firmly on my doorstep, I'm not about to let it gain another inch by being oblivious.

When I came out, I was 27. I waited until I was on hormones just because I needed to be 1000% certain I was finally doing this before letting anyone in my workspace know. I was met immediately with transphobia from my team lead/manager. I was honestly stuck with what to do because it wasn't like she (my manager) was being overtly terrible, it was just a bunch of small things that were actively impeding my ability to do my job, and even move departments. It became more apparent as time went on that she was actively preventing me from reaching my normal level of production by throwing harder and harder work my way with much higher expectations than ever before. I reached out to another co-worker who was in a higher position than I at the time and she went to bat for me. She caught a lot of it first hand, agreed I was being treated unfairly, and got me in contact with HR. With her help, I was able to move to the IT department and begin using my software and computer architecture degree for something. She remarked that my parents must be proud I was finally in my chosen field of study and ... I had to let her know that my parents weren't in my life, and that they treated me terribly, and don't approve of me. She took that statement and without missing a beat she said: "well, guess that makes me your mom now", which I just took as a "if they won't love you for who you are and what you achieve, I will" symbolic gesture. She's called me her kid in casual conversation, and I have called her mom, but she has biological children around my age so it felt symbolic. I'm a 29 year old adult now, I was 27 at the time this started and I didn't think much of it because I kind of just accepted I was a person who'll never have parents who care. Like, I'm not a kid anymore, what's the point of having parents? That was my mentality.

Until yesterday. The day of the counter protest I didn't know was happening. My adopted mom showed up in force. Why? Take a look:

Some context for the following messages: when an iPhone user hearts a message, and android receiver gets the "Loved "<First 50 characters of the message reacted to> ..." message.

[Start ID: Screenshots of a text message conversation between @talisidekick and her mother who adopted her at 27. Conversation spans over Sunday and Monday. First photo reads: (8:12 PM Sunday) Mom: ... me about it. It was due to something that happened Wednesday. This was all put together in a matter of days. I have a trans child so I wanted to be there (7:00 AM Monday) Talisidekick: Just confirming, is the "trans child" me or is one of your other kids trans? (7:00 AM Monday) Talisidekick: 'Cause I still call you mom. (7:18 AM Monday) Mom: No it's you (8:10 AM Monday) Talisidekick: I uh ... don't know why the fact you showed up for me made me smile so wide... (8:10 AM Monday) Mom: Loved "I uh ... don't know why the fact you showed up for..." (8:10 AM Monday) Mom: Because you know I've got your back my luv

Second photo reads:

(8:11 AM Monday) Talisidekick: ... I really wish you were my mom when I was growing up. You're honestly the best. (8:12 AM Monday) Mom: Loved "... I really wish you were my mom when I was growi..." (8:12 AM Monday) Mom: I wish I was too! You would have been accepted for who you are the entire time (8:13 AM Monday) Mom: But you got me now! (8:13 AM Monday) Talisidekick: I do, and that matters loads. (8:13 AM Monday) Mom: Loved "I do, and that matters loads."

/end ID]

I'm in tears because she wasn't being symbolic. She sees me as her kid. She saw a problem, recognized that I'd lived through worse because we've talked how many times I was almost killed by my peers at school or left to die by teacher staff because where I grew up was conservative and we didn't have anything in the books supporting queer children in schools, and showed up to be part of the solution.

For reference from those who don't know: someone made a cruel remark that I was gay via a slur when I was in grade 3 and that was enough to mark me for abuse, and almost kill me for the entirety of grade school. There was more than one active attempt by members of the student body to kill me, at least one in front of a teacher who did nothing because of that damn rumour. And trying to kill me wasn't the worst thing they did. They didn't care I was actually transgender, in fact, them not knowing that probably saved me from them trying harder. I couldn't bring any of this to my parents because they were worse.

No child deserves to live any fraction of what I went through. It was horrible, and these assholes want to force kids to feel just as isolated as I did growing up. I barely survived and almost took my own life several times because of all this.

Mom, if you happen to read this, thank you for showing me I matter. I wish I'd met you sooner.

Trans rights are human rights. Transgender kids deserve safety too because every damn child matters.

#2slgbtqia+ #lgbtqia+ #lgbtq+ #lgbt+ #trans #transgender #queer #mtf #talisidekick #talisidekicks asks

[lilacthebooklover]

thinking about that one trope that's like "only girl in an all-boys school" but the girl is trans. she befriends a group of lads and they all band together to vanquish any transphobes they come across in a big horde that smells of deodorant and sweat. the school is cool with her transition but her parents won't let her switch to a mixed/all-girls school, so one of her friends designs a female version of the uniform. after they graduate she moves in with the classic dark brooding boyfriend type but plot twist he's GAY and she's like a sister to him. found family but they're all rich teenagers at boarding school who would throw hands without a second thought

#*steals your 2017 gacha life video trope* #*tumblrfies it* #look i was just thinking “huh how'd the girl even get there??” #bc i have never actually watched one of those videos #and then things. escalated #tropes

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

alright: baby's first AITA

AITA for not standing up to my dad for my mom?

So, a little bit of backstory: I (20NB) currently live away from my parents because I'm pursuing a work placement. I haven't seen my parents in a couple of months because of said work placement.

My mom at the beginning of June expressed wanting me to drive home for the Canada Day weekend (I live around 4 hours away), but I said that I did not want to. I gave half-truthful reasons to spare my mom and she seemed to take it as well as I hoped she did at the time - the actual reasons were that a) hanging around my parents has genuinely been awful because I'm closeted (and their homophobic/transphobic remarks are a real struggle to hear without me throwing hands), and b) without disclosing too much, I had kind of a traumatic experience related to divorce on Canada Day when I was a preteen, and so my mental health always takes a big dip around this time. I didn't want to bog my mom down too much with these reasons, especially the second one, so I avoided saying these outright.

Cut to the Friday evening right before Canada Day, my mom suddenly texted me to say that the whole family was coming over to my place the next day. I immediately became upset and sent (admittedly) passive-aggressive messages demanding why she didn't tell me sooner. She said my dad suddenly said that morning that they were going to come over, to which my anger quickly redirected to him because a) he did not tell me beforehand about any of this and I saw it as a massive breach of boundaries, and b) the fact that my mom texted me about it meant that he was never going to tell me anyways. So I sent him a polite but strongly worded message that basically boiled down to "I'm still okay with having the family over, but jsyk I'm extremely upset that you didn't tell me about this". His response was to immediately call off the trip, which to me was a sudden load off my shoulders. But then my mom texted and called me, upset, because she was actually excited to visit me and she was really happy that my dad was willing to go (he's the only one that can drive aside from me), but it was my text that changed his mind. My dad's always had a problem with this kind of spontaneous planning and has been a sore spot between him and my mom for years now - he doesn't really respect my mom, and my mom has to depend on me and my sibling to get him to change his mind and it irritates the hell out of me that she has to in the first place - but this time it actually benefited me.

I've been feeling really guilty about not fighting the Canada Day trip harder than I should have. I respect my mom way more than my dad and I genuinely would have liked to see her; it's just that they picked a very unfortunate time to visit. I've actually come half-clean to my mom about why I didn't want them to visit (the divorce thing, I am still very unprepared to explain the other reason in the case that I have to come out to her) and she was understanding of it but still upset. AITA?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[blazeismyname]

Ok. Okokokok... listen

Peter. Whet if. He was orphan. Nothing tragic happened to his parents. They just honestly didn't want him, and he really never knew them, so he literally does NOT care. But he was a troublemaker and very much over look compared to the other kids. Most of them were adopted off to loving families, and he just watched. He really didn't care, but subconsciously, that gave him the desire to have a nice loving family, too.

And perhaps we can continue to play with the idea that he was taught to be a housewife with this. Maybe the orphanage taught these classes for the boys and girls. The boys were taught to be strong and to provide while the girls were taught to be housewives. And Peter, being so gods damned confident in himself and so gods damned unphased by trivial (to him) shit literally did not care and took that shit with stride. He learned to cook and clean and take care of children and sew and do the laundry. Then, he taught himself how to be tough and reach masculine standards. He is the most driven person in town and he works HARD..... (I have a favorite)

And let's expand on Jesse. Jesse was a directionless prince. Sat around, read the same books, bossed people around, and absolutely bored himself to death. He was an only child, his mother and father finding content in having exactly one child. He wasn't even excited to become king because what the fuck was he going to do then? Sit on a throne or whatever an act pissy? No aspirations or anything until Peter showed him that there's more to see. There's people to meet and new stories to hear as well as more things to do. It was revolutional for him, and he became fascinated with people. Their stories, their origins, their culture. Sure, the social awkwardness he had obtained from being alone so long didn't help in the slightest. But he still wanted to know more beyond the castle walls and Peter always helped with that. (His insane interest in knowing people probably helped with his willingness to take in Carmilla and everyone)

Then, then let's talk about dear sweet Lizzie. Gods, there's so much to know about her. Possibly, her father had a job that brought her around a lot. And every night, without fail, her dad would drink himself blind. He thought of alcoholism as his only escapism from his poor life of moving around. On days he had off, Lizzie's dad would take her out to "go be men." She resented this, obviously, knowing she was a girl. She couldn't say anything since they had proven to be very transphobic and homophobic. So she went along with it.

She tries to show love for everyone even if it's very clear that they won't return it. Show kindness to the world, and nothing bad can happen is her core value. Clearly, she would be wrong once her mom was beaten to death in front of her, and she had to flee.

She very much enjoys reading, which was probably seen as weird for those who knew she was a girl (going based on beauty and the beast). She especially likes books that were logs of animals and bugs and plants. But a good story was never lost on her. Her father was quite disappointed in this, taking the book straight from her hands and throwing it, oftentimes destroying her books. It was just an issue she had to deal with.

Especially on Jesse and Lizzie ends, there's a lot more fleshing out to be had. What're we thinking here???

#the consequences of creation and love

[raggstorice]

Flash Headcanons: Gender

(send help I don't. I don't even know my own gender.)

Heartslabyul:

Riddle: Bigender. Her mom is a hater but it's okay because we hate her. (His Dad is supportive)

Ace: Trans Male. I've already made a backstory post for Ace but I am willing to do another one factoring this in.

Deuce: Cis male but is a MASSIVE ally. Throwing hands with all Transphobes

Cater: Non-binary. Will not tell anyone unless they know them very well. If asked I will expand.

Trey: Trans Male. Parents are very supportive.

Savanaclaw:

Leona: Trans Male. Farena is supportive. Parents are not. (Let's be honest. With the way Leona turned out (depressed.) His parents cannot be good.)

Jack: Cis. But, like Deuce, will fight for his friends. Throwing. Hands.

Ruggie: Fem non-binary. Uses They/He pronouns. (Me? Projecting? I would never.)

Octavinelle:

Azul: Trans Male. Got bullied for having a very bad haircut. He's traumatized. Family is very supportive. Jade and Floyd are supportive in... their own ways.

Jade: Demi boy. He/They. Nothing else needs to be said.

Floyd: he's just.. Floyd. (I cannot explain this. It's simply a vibe)

Scarabia:

Kalim: Non-binary! Came out to Jamil first. Makes an effort to wear their flag colors every day. Has a little pin on his Cardigan.

Jamil: Cis male but the most supportive person to exist. Like- 'Ace you're on your period and are currently facing pain so bad that you're literally curled up in bed while writing this- I mean can't participate in basketball practice? Cool I'll tell coach. Here's a heating pad, chocolate, and some painkillers.'

Pomefiore:

Vil: Trans Fem. Non-binary He/She.

Rook: Cis and again very supportive.

Epel: Demi boy and will crossdress for funsies.

Ignihyde:

Idia: Questioning. They prefer They/Them but They're open to all pronouns

Ortho: Ortho's a boy! He thinks. He's a robot boy.

Diasomnia:

Silver: Cis male, doesn't quite understand gender but is supportive nonetheless!

Malleus: Agender! Do fae have gender? Since it's a social construct maybe they just don't?

Lilia: Cis male very supportive of his kids and everyone else!

Staff:

Sebek: Demi boy in denial. He'll figure it out eventually...

Crowley: Agender uses He/They

Crewel: Masc Non-binary. Again. Vibes

Trein: Cis male. Had a trans daughter. Incredibly supportive.

Vargas: Fully transitioned trans male. Like, surgically and stuff.

Sam: Non-binary. He's just- VIBES

Other:

Lucius: Cat gender. What were you expecting?

Neige: Bigender. She's so CUTE.

Chenya: Cat gender Masc non-binary.

Cheka: He likes being a boy. All he knows about gender is that his unka didn't like being a girl so he became a boy!

Najima: Demi girl. She/they.

Authors Note: Dear god this took so long I'm sorry. I was having a crisis. Also I did my hair today and now I can actually see my curls and it's great!

#twisted wonderland #riddle rosehearts #ace trappola #deuce spade #cater diamond #trey clover #leona kingscholar #jack howl #ruggie bucchi #azul ashengrotto #jade leech #floyd leech #jamil viper #kalim al asim #vil schoenheit #rook hunt #epel felmier #idia shroud #ortho shroud #malleus draconia #lillia vanrouge #twst silver #sebek zigvolt #dire crowley #divus crewel #mozus trein #ashton vargas #twst sam #twst lucius #neige leblanche

[saphig-iawn]

Day 5 of Turning me into Me

Today was a strange one, but it was positive. Today gave me another chance to feel my own strength and stand my ground; I visited my parents.

Here's some Saphi lore to give context as to why this was an important conversation. I originally came out as trans in 2018. I was out to my dear girlfriend and a handful of others knew I had some gender fuckery going on. But I was uncertain, I had doubts, so all I could do one day was squeak out the words "I think I'm trans" to my mum. There was such a mounting pressure inside of me, and finally being able to tell them felt good, but things didn't pan out all that well. "So you're a crossdresser" my mum would bark while we were walking dogs together, "If you had come out as gay, I would've been more prepared" she added. Sure, let me just throw away my long term relationship for your comfort shall I? My dad couldn't hold conversation with me. There was a frost forming in the air between us, and then at my sister's engagement party a few days later, he couldn't even look me in the eye. Every time I reached out to him, he would dive away. I felt so alone and left early, lied to my sister that I wasn't well. Then I retreated into the closet, my transess felt surpressed. I went into such a dark period of questioning. But I came out the otherside as the lovely transwoman you have before you.

This time around, my parents and family are the last to find out. My friends all call me by my new name, I'm out to my colleagues at work, I'm my beautiful trans self everywhere, but to them. I couldn't help but think of the worst scenario when daydreaming about coming out to them. If my dad avoided me then, how would he react now when I tell him of how sure I am of my femininity? Would my mum be 'more prepared' now? In this time I've tried to lay down breadcrumbs, slowly invite them in and the responses were sometimes worrying. My sister and her husband talking about kids having their genitals cut off, my dad scrunching up his face at the word non-binary, my sister asking if I have any snowflake friends. The worst was my mum. She wasn't transphobic or bigoted, but she acted in a way that fucking hurt. She was telling me about her friend who's daughter came out as transwoman, and how every time she sees a photo of her friend and her new daughter she make sure she comments on how her daughter is so happy and confident. I wished I could've felt joy at that, that my mum was turning a page but all I could think was: "where were you when I came out".

My parents find it so hard to let me think for myself. I've not lived with them for a while now but they still feel that they can have this sway on my life. I've taken to straight up lying about seeing mental health professionals so that they'd understand how I work, as someone who is neurodivergent and has ADHD, because their own child's word about their own feelings is apparently not good enough. Every time they'd say "you know where we are if you want to talk" I TRIED. I TRIED AND YOU PUT ME AT ARMS LENGTH. Then I told them the plainest and most powerful truth, that I saw my doctor about getting a referral for the gender services. That was so HAPPY that something positive was finally happening, that I was going to be figuring myself out. But of course, we know the reality is that I already know who I am and have already figured it out. I've drip fed them what I've learned about myself, my body and gender dysmorphia from a young age, the realisation now that my mind and body didn't match. My mum is a fatphobic and she always thinks I'm going through this because I'm a big girl, but I shut her down every time.

So, with all of that in mind, I spoke to my parents. I told them that I've received confirmation that I'm on the gender services. I told them I'm joining support groups (lie) and that I'm meeting people who have similar experience as me (lie)... They were supportive... They actually hugged me and in their old way actually said that they'd support me, as long as I feel like I'm doing the right thing by me.

Oh I am mum and dad, and I have been for a long time.

Love, your daughter

#saphi's journey #coming out #transgender #transfem #mtf trans #trans #girlslikeus #mtf #transisbeautiful #transition timeline #transfemme #transfem lesbian #transbian

[cebwrites]

Trafalgar Family Headcanons

a/n: atrocious that the only results i get for "trafalgar law family" in tumblr's gif seach is only doffy stuff and the donqi (donkey, ha) pirates, not a single one of their bio family well, this'll have to do, since post-flevance pre-swallow island rosi is the only family law has to speak of...

they/he law, no reader cw: angst, homophobic/transphobic microaggressions, implied(?) religious trauma but there's nothing in detail, just law really failing to fit in with the other church boys for whatever reason word count: 1.3k

The passion for medicine started for Law's father when his father was drafted to war, just before Amber Lead was truly profitable but powers on top were already vying heavily for it, and ended up passing on the way home to his family - Law's father never ended up being a front like medic like intended, but his research was still invaluable to his peers in the field and he ended up helping in the expansion and flourishing of the hospital that would eventually become his grave

Law's mother was a classically trained dancer before she went into medicine; feeling the burnout of one career path but throwing herself headlong into another high-powered job before second guesses and frankly, reason, could knock her off-course

Diving into an occupation that seemed to be almost directly antithetical if not completely random to escape the monotony of her previous path in life, falling in love with a man on this new, exciting route and building a life with him - Law retains not-so vivid memories of how their mother stressed the importance of building a safety net for themself in the future, of stability, but they'd always remember the soft tone her voice when she spoke of just going for it, jumping into doing this with their father

Law didn't inherit his mom's merit in whimsy it seems, but they definitely picked up her anxiety about the little things, how she'd fuss over the smallest details in her plans to make sure everything went perfectly; Law feels a twinge deep in their chest whenever they catch themself fiddling with the edges of paper within their notebooks, trying to focus a cacophony of thoughts into something workable just like their mother

Their mother never talked much about her upbringing, or the people in her life before she took this plunge with their father, but what Law's mom did share with her children was her love for music - maybe a little misguided in signing them up for classes instead of just, letting them enjoy it for what it is, but Lami always seemed eager to pull out her violin for relatives and though Law still never socialized much, being able to play the piano did give them a slight "cool" factor that drew other kids to their side if not only to ask Law if they knew how to play this, that, or the other

But on the other hand, the kids got to see just how happy their parents were to dance in the comfort of their kitchen or living room when their songs played on the radio, pulling a reluctant Law and giggling Lami along with them to the beat; eventually everyone would lay in a cuddle pile on the floor or on the couch, breathless from laughter and a day off from school well-spent

Once, while Rosi was basking in the sun on the rare occasion where he and Law didn't have to run from bigoted doctors or duck behind marines' line of sight, where they both had a brief, precious moment to just breathe - Corazon found himself at a loss for what to do when Law started dissolving into tears (very reluctantly and trying to hide it the whole time, mind) when a certain song played on the radio

It took hours of coaxing to finally get the kid to talk, but after Law finally did spill the reason for his upset, Corazon could only hold them in the comfort of his coat while he smoothed over their tiny back with his hand the size of Law's head, an ache long dulled in Rosinante's own heart starting to throb numbly again

Law's grandmother was a devout woman, becoming especially pious after the death of her husband even though her prayers of bringing him home safe were never answered, she doubled down on her beliefs and blamed herself for not praying hard enough, not devoting herself enough to The Lord

She'd round up the family every Sunday for mass and make sure everyone was freshly dressed, on their best behavior for The Lord's house - Law didn't doubt that their grandmother did love them, but they could never shake the feeling that she valued appearances to the community more than what their family actually felt about these rituals

They went because they had to, it was what they always did and breaking tradition would be a "slippery slope" to god knows what as other members of the parish would say - plus, Law's father, for as long as Law had been alive up until that point, had been weak against their grandmother

Apparently it was because he was a particularly rowdy kid, always causing trouble for their grandmother even after his father passed, and the wakeup call Law's dad got was bad enough to swing him in the complete opposite direction - he loved his kids, sure, but he was strict, and when it came to grandma? Whatever she said, goes, out of the guilt Law's father never addressed with his mother, sweeping every bad thing under the rug like they always did to keep moving forward

So to mass every weekend they went

Mom and dad were used to the pleasantries, mingling with other adults over the provided lunch afterwards and Lami got to play with the friends she easily made on day one, family friends; yet Law never quite found the right clique to assimilate into - either they were too macabre with descriptions of last week's anatomy class where they dissected live frogs, or nobody found their rambles about commemorative coins all that interesting

Their mom urged Law to approach other kids about the Sora comics he liked so much, but given the reception to all their other interests, Law kept this special interest very much personal - they occasionally toss and turn at night thinking of how those comics probably would be their in with them, but then again, it's not like any of that would matter in the end - whether those snotty church kids accepted them or not, Flevance was always destined to end up in flames

Wholly ignored by it's supposed savior that swathes of people offered their reverence to every single week, every day in the case of their grandmother, no one had come to save a single person in the White City

In any modern setting I'd imagine them as Colombian with much of the same choices being made here - Law isn't particularly close with their folks, and if you asked them about their dad their first thought would go to Corazon; it's strained over the years for a myriad of things but the ones lined up above paint the clearest picture

They talk to Lami on and off, Law's still pleasant enough with their sister to hang out ever other month - they shut down any talk of possibly meeting up with mom and dad to sort things out, however - on the off chance that Law does have to meet with their parents, it's about as tense as you an imagine it, especially if extended family is involved

Law can handle prodding about their studies and bullshit an answer about where they intend to take his career in life, but they absolutely dread the questions about girlfriends and the however many hours of misgendering they can come to expect before he can go home and have to recharge for about a week - Corazon and their childhood friend group are more or less the only people in an out of their house at that time, but others may be allowed over towards the end of their cocooning session

Lami tries to advocate for them with when they have to field nosy relatives, Law appreciates her for that, but she can only do so much having to deal with her own onslaught of invasive questions about her personal life, she'd tell him; Law recognizes the familiar icy curl in their chest whenever she does - they're all just trying to get by in their own ways, no one has time to coddle them; they get much of the same feeling from their mother, who does try to extend an olive branch every now and again, but mostly silence from his father when the topic comes up

Law - doesn't make it a habit of keeping in touch with their folks

#cebwrites #one piece #trafalgar law #op law #one piece law #one piece headcanons #one piece hcs #trafalgar law headcanons #one piece trafalgar law #trafalgar lami #trafalgar law's parents #flevance #modern au #the reason is neurodivergence and latent queerness btw #neurotypicals and cishets can sniff that shit out like blood hounds

[enlighten3d]

CARMELA LORE!!! I don’t know if she’s interesting to you but uhm mitski started playing so i must share her loreee (abuse is mentioned btw just letting you know just in case!)

So she grew up with her mum Carmela and her dad Daniel and she took both of their last names (carmela is Venezuelan)! And fun fact!! Her parents are teen parents, both of them being 16-17 (maria was turning 17). So the two had an ok relationship, what do you really expect from two teens who had to get married the moment they could thanks to their parents (having kids out of wedlock and stuff)/lh. Daniel definitely didn’t do much, since he’d been told by his dad (and mum) that it wasn’t his job to take care of his kid, like in the actual taking care not just the socialising and talking to the kid if that makes sense. BUT AS THE TWO GROW UP!! They start to get a relationship that I could only describe as Me and My Husband by Mitski (with hands thrown- if that also makes sense sjdgsj)

So over time, Maria ended up leaving to go the city since she wanted to study medicine! And she planned to take Carmela with her but stuff got in the way! (Daniel. He got in the way) So she ended up leaving anyways (OMG WAIT PARALLELS WITH JANETTE ok don’t mind me finding parallels with my oc lore) without Carmela- which Carmela did not understand at 11 years old so she thought her mum was just leaving. And then speeding forward to when Carmela is 16 (the time during her mum leaving and now was not good especially with her dad- she has a bruise across her neck if that indicates anything- uhm SORRY I JUST REALISED HOW DARK THAT IS UH)

In short her mum comes back to the town, her guilt also catching up to her, makes friends with Janette since they find they have a lot in common, Maria ends up in the cult even though Janette tries to stop her from joining. Maria becomes very heavily devoted (?) to the cult meaning when Janette needs to find someone that isn’t Oliver to do the cult ritual, she happily offers up her daughter Carmela! (who is reeling from her mum showing up and her mum trying to apologise) Also the reason Maria is so devoted to the cult is because they are very good at catering to the person’s needs (maria’s being somewhere to stay)

also the last time maria saw carmela, she was presenting as a boy (transssss) so thats another box for her (carmela) to unpack

YEAH. THATS THE RIVERA LUZARDO FAMILY!!! (carmela’s last name) SORRY THAT WAS A LOT AND A BUT HEAVIER THAN USUAL.again as always any questions are welcomeee

OOO CARMELA !!! trust me, shes interesting to me... and beyond that id be glad to hear the lore of ANY of you have, whether ive heard of them before or not

oo this is a long ask /pos... so much food. om nom nom

okay. woah. what do i even say to that

i would like to throw hands with daniel. hes next in line in the timmies parking lot right after adele. i would also lose this fight but id be trying a lot harder cause i hate him more (adele is objectively worse cause shes like.... committed at least one murder, but... adele is gay so its alright, she gets a pass /j).. fuck him. motherfucker..

carmelas mum is... i just feel bad for her, honestly. just really really bad. she ended up in a Situation, make the best decisions she thought she could, tried her best, is literally just Trying. i just feel bad for her man. shes just a person. she is quite literally the most normal person in this entire thing i think. shes just Trying, man. yes, trying ends her up in a cult, but she is Doing Her Best. like... how to put this... shes Real. adding her to the list of ppl who need a shock blanket

unless shes transphobic, in which case INTO THE PARKING LOT SHE GOESSSSSS

i love carmela, did you know that...

does she get no choice in being the next cult leader...

i hope shes alright... (shes not, is she)

#asks #murder lesbians #im rly tired rn sry #carmelas mum is literally the most normal person this whols thing as i said. literally the best way i can phrase it.

[butchbarbieagainstterfs]

on the subject of jazz jennings: I will forever remember that time on her show when her and her mother were out eating in a garden area and some guy walked past them and called jazz the t slur and a freak as he walked by, and her mother looked like she was about to get up and throw hands with him (and probably would have done if jazz hadn’t told her to forget about it)

in I’m p sure the same series, she also had a grown man calling the home phone and leaving threatening messages to the point her parents were legit concerned about her safety. she was 14 at the time. a child.

and that’s only the stuff I’ve seen, I still need to finish up the show. but yeah that’s why transphobes “caring about trans kids” is bullshit.

I have a lot of respect for jazz and her family for the awareness they’ve brought to trans youth, but oof what they’ve had to endure to do that is honestly horrible :/

#transphobia

[a-selkie-abroad]

books ive read recently and my thoughts about them

Scythe and it's sequels, Thunderhead, The Toll & Gleanings

makes me want to debate/disscuss alllll off the ethics & morality it touches on. interesting portrayal of AI and exploration of the morality of death. The ending of the series was logical, and I don't think I dislike it, it's just not my thing. Definitely something I wish we'd studied in highschool english back in the day instead of like, the great gatsby. worth a read if you want sci-fi that's not set in space

Raybearer and it's sequel, Redemptor

it was pretty good. felt like a breath of fresh air. enjoyed the portrayal of non-romantic love and the complicated feelings one can have towards terrible parents. good message, if a little heavy-handed. Wish the real world could fix its class divides and undo capitalism that easily. also wish we got to know more of the 12 better, though with only 2 books and a whole lot of stuff to get through, it's understandable they weren't explored much. read ella enchanted if you especially enjoyed the first book

Wizard of Earthsea trilogy

have never been so fucking validated for my run-on sentences by a book before. Excellent prose and imagery - i could eat those visual metaphors. I enjoyed the first book the most, the sequels slightly less so. have yet to read the side books. will definitely impact my writing style in the future. I <3 Usula Le Guinn

Spinning Silver (By Naomi Novik)

As good as my friend said it would be. Very fairytale-like, enjoyably lengthy, and sated my recent desire for jewish fiction. Could sometimes be hard to keep up with the POV changes sometimes, but that is my one and only criticism. Damn good book.

Uprooted (Also by naomi novik. actually the rest of the list is by her)

oughhh i loved the horror vibes. nice buildup, good tension, also fairytale-like, but in a different, twisted flavour. I liked that the 'big bad' being killed wasn't an instant fix in the ending: there was still work to be done. I really liked the interactions and chemistry between the three main characters, though I wish kasia and the POVcharacter had also gotten together (though i can't complain with the pairing the book did go with - the sex scene is really well done, even if it isn't as explicit as the erotica I usually frequent). I kept expecting them to get together, because frankly they both give off sapphic vibes. ah well

Scholomance trilogy

out of uprooted, spinning silver, and Scholomance, i'd rank scholomance as my favourite, then spinning silver, then uprooted. The storyline in this one is just especially well crafted: everything just comes together so satisfyingly, so neatly, with not a stray end in sight. I love the mystery aspect to it, and the relationship bewteen the main characters, and ESPECIALLY the school. It's like hogwarts but ten times as interesting and four times as dark and with 0 transphobic authors. THIS is how you design a magic school, people! I've always appreciated good setpieces (say, like in the Old Kingdom series and even the Inheritance Cycle) and the school for sure counts as one. Also did I mention the mystery aspect? This thing will have you hooked.

Temeraire series (up to halfway through Empire of Ivory)

Really love this!! I love dragons, especially ones that talk, and this has that in droves. Feels also very grounded, which is surprising for a dragon book: it's set in the 1790s during the napoleonic wars, and is, as far as I can tell, pretty faithful to the time period. except for, you know, the dragons. I enjoy seeing how the POV character grown as a person throughout the books, and how he interacts with others. Mans loves his dinner conversations. I enjoy Temeraire, the dragon, a lot, though for some reason I keep thinking he's a she/her??? for no reason?? it keeps throwing me off that he's not and i don't know why! you'd think 4 books in i'd have gotten the memo that hes a guy! anyways. manages to make me care about side characters that get like, at most, a page of content, which is impressive to me. very travelogue-esque. excited to see where the series goes!

#selkie barks #books #book recs #spoiler free #mostly #minor spoilers

[chaoticgenders]

Long post warning lol, rant warning too. I need to get this off my chest, it's going on 7AM.

TW for drinking, transphobia, and just overall shitty parents/people.

My dad was talking about our family friends' (Who I'll call Dave from here on out, who I also don't count as a friend.) ex-girlfriend, I don't know her name because my entire family including Dave deadnames her. I'll call her Rose. Rose was an abusive piece of shit, apparently. I wouldn't know, I wasn't with my parents at the time when Dave was with Rose..so I know nothing about Rose other than her fuckin' deadname and the fact she's a transwoman. Dave, my mom (sometimes), but mainly my dad are extremely transphobic when it comes to her and it makes me peel off my skin.

My dad claims she deserves this because of how she acted and abused Dave, and he'll also go on spews on how Dave is gay. It usually comes out in all of them when they're drunk, unsurprisingly enough. On new years eve, I think in 2020, me and my dad were both drunk and we both had a small argument over it. My dad getting red in the face and telling me to "shut the fuck up" because I don't understand it. While I'm standing here apple pie in hand just wanting to have a good time, trying to hide the fact I might be some form of trans myself. I told my dad (from what I can remember I was shit faced lol), "Even if she's an abusive asshole, you don't deserve to deadname her! It's transphobic!" , and apparently my dad absolutely hated that response and my mom had to step and and tell me to calm down.

It was understandable, my dad is one thing angry when sober...but when he's drunk he's a lot more in your face and wouldn't hesitate to throw a punch. I let the topic go, but maybe every single time when they're drunk...they'll deadname her.

The biggest one was, I think, around last month. It's a long story on how this stranger got on our front porch but I'll just say she saw us cooking out and decided to join and be nice, I guess. She was very sweet I suppose, although made me dysphoric because she said I would get rid of my "girl face" when I went on T. (My mom also outed me as trans against my will, which made me wanna kill myself.) I digress, at one point someone deadnamed Rose (she's always a Hot Topic when they're drunk.) and I rolled my eyes and kinda stormed off, grabbing a beer from the fridge for my dad out of habit. My mom got so fucking angry at me, and when I came back my mom was explaining to the stranger that Rose was trans..and just outed another goddamn individual.

My parents will never understand the concept of being personal and secret. I've told my parents multiple times certian things they've done is ableist, transphobic, racist, etc. They'll usually give bullshit stupid ignorant excuses to me, claiming "Saying the N-word isn't racist! I grew up around black people that let me!!" which makes me so flabberghasted, or my dad (who's cishet) saying fucking slurs like tranny and faggot to my face, and even being bi-phobic. He literally married a bisexual woman.

Adding on to this, my dad literally said that most bisexual people have a higher chance of cheating. I got defensive because..I'm queer, abrosexual, and also label myself as bisexual so it just hurt. My dad passed it off as a joke as my mom did nothing and said nothing other than back me up a little by saying a myth of being bisexual was that they're cheaters and my dad got even more defensive and started saying it was a joke x3 (times three). Sure, whatever man, it's a "joke".

My mom is also a cunt, because she doesn't belive in pansexual people, genderfluid people, and barely understands nonbinary people. Same with my dad, when I came out as nonbinary, then as a transman. My dad told me to my face that "You'd need to do the surgerys out of the house" and "they/them pronouns don't even make sense" when he's literally like idk..40???

My parents barely misgender me now, I've trained them well (/hj), but I know for a fact my parents don't see me as a man. I know for a fact they just see me as Girl Lite.

Also the process to get my parents to use my pronouns was hell, because they kept using excuses.

Also, my parents are anti-neopronouns (and probably xenogenders), they've claimed its a mockery to trans people and when I try and explain they brush it off like my opinion as a TRANSman doesn't matter.

IDK I can't wait to move out, my parents have tried fucking everything to keep me here and I'm manifesting so hard I can finally just leave this terrible place.

My parents are racist, anti-MOGAI (i use mogai in replace of lgbtqia+, for future references), anti-everything I am and more.

I only semi-recently got 'accepted' by my parents as "might be autistic" because my cousin just got diagnosed with autism.

My parents also don't believe in DID/OSDD, the last time they talked about it, it was all stigma. It hurts living here man, i hate it.

Also, too add flame to fire, my mom fetishizes asians, japanese culture, and gay men. It pisses me off, my mom literally consumes yaoi and is so fucking weird w/ gay people.

#chaos chatter

[skrunksthatwunk]

saw one of the most transphobic things I've ever encountered in the wild while looking for a majima gif for my rgg ppt yesterday and it's still festering in my brain so I'm gonna go draw goromi to purge it

(I'm gonna rant about it for a bit in the readmore so if you're not just fiending for some Vile Fucking Shit Like I'm Not Kidding It's Bad And I Want You To Take Care Of Yourself then like. please don't read it it's not worth it <3)

i wanted to grab a gif of majima dancing on the bridge. yk, in that one y0 substory where you help that statue street performer. gif in question is majima doing the miracle johnson spin and point (I'm pretty sure? I'd spent like 6 hours at this point looking at this shit ok it blurs a bit) with the caption "me when the tranny suicide rate hits 50%"

like. jesus fucking christ dude

I'm lucky enough to not encounter Big Boy Transphobia super often, so while I've heard shit as bad as this before, it's pretty much always been in a context where I've got due warning (i.e. it's a video about transphobia, so excerpts/examples are expected), and where it's refuted shortly thereafter. so this kinda took me out a bit just seeing it float by me

rgg as a series is.. Complicated. in its depictions of trans people, to oversimplify, but at the very least it's a group they've shown some sympathy and growth towards, especially in later entries. definitely in a way incompatible with celebrating their suicide rates.

but specifically for someone to use majima as the icon for that hatred when so many people read him as genderqueer, when he is textually gender nonconforming, when i feel so seen in him AS genderqueer rep via goromi... idk,, it just felt really strange to me, is all.

like. it was bad. obviously. it felt bad. but like,, idk sometimes you're faced with indirect bigotry in people you share something with and suddenly you feel real alienated and helpless about it.

this person probably likes rgg. that doesn't mean we should be friends, but there's a strong part of me that inherently perks up at that connection, sees a potential bond there,, so it feels like a betrayal even when it couldn't really be. i don't know and don't want to know this person, but some part of me thought we were on the same side simply by liking this media.

and then it's that it wasn't even directed toward me, or even necessarily at any trans people specifically. i have no way of engaging with this person, they just made that for their own pleasure, for their own little audience, whoever that may be. it's just something i have to accept is floating around out there in the middle of all these things that bring me joy, that whoever made it is now talking with their parents or eating in their car or sleeping off a hangover or whatever. idk. it's very human in a cold way, in a way i don't experience often. it hollowed me out and is now echoing through me

shit. idk. like i can't imagine ever getting to a point where i would celebrate a group of people's high suicide rates, especially when it's something that hurt anyone (though this person may believe being trans does, depending on their justifications for their hatred. but they're also just factually wrong about that so whatever). it's such a cartoonishly evil and heartless thing to do that i don't know what to do with it. it's just sitting here in my hands. I've seen people joke about the percentage before and obviously people get told to kill themselves a lot, but there's something about it being celebrated away from trans people, in a different context entirely, where their existence is a point of conversation and they are not, that's real weird. people do this a lot with bigotry and w transness specifically, but seeing it firsthand just kinda drives it home. we and our suffering are a point of entertainment and discussion for them, one they don't have to be invested in, that they can abandon at any time. idk.

like. would this person throw bricks at me? would this person look the other way if i was being attacked? would this person support legal punishment for me being trans? send me to conversion therapy? dox me? kill me? if they cheer on my death, my suffering, my heartache, then what will they do in their private lives, on voting day, at their workplaces? it's scary, man.

it's always jarring to encounter bigotry in a fandom where you feel so happy and safe being your little marginalized self and this was just cranked to 11. like i thought i could be like "omg majima he/she icon" and everyone would be like "yeah yeah majima the he/she icon we've all seen her" but apparently VIOLENTLY not (and like,, disagreeing with me on whether or not majima's genderqueer is fine, it's just that my little pocket of rgg fandom is very queer and seeing such INTENSE queerphobia with a character maannyy people think is queer if not specifically genderqueer was just extra brain-rattling). I'm sure it's worse for ppl who are visibly marginalized, who have always known about it and cannot hide that status, and me only experiencing it now is a privilege thing, but it still sucks to experience it like this. we all deserve better than that.

anyway, if you're trans, i love you dearly, and you make the world a better place by being in it. please don't let anyone fool you into thinking you're wrong or dangerous or ugly or unwanted just for being trans, and please be kind to yourself if some of those thoughts worm their way into your mind anyway. at the very least i love you, and I've got fucking immaculate taste, so you must be doing something right <3

#yeag anyway it bothered me

[harvest-oak]

Harms of the split attraction model:

TW: mention of s uic idal ideations.

Disclaimer, this is from my personal experience and has roots in material oppression, which is oppression that can be measured by how much imperialism, capitalism, and/or the patriarchy (AKA, systems of power) profit(s) from the marginalization of oppressed people.

I’ll open this post with a story about myself. When I was 16 years old, I came out to my parents as a lesbian. Immediately, I was shamed for my sexuality. I remember the pain of the moment when I was told “I wish you were never born.” A few months later, I was taken to therapy, where a very nice man was helping me work through my sexuality. At this point, I wanted to stay in the religion that was oppressing me, so my therapist told me about romantic and sexual orientations. He said that love could be so much more than within the confines of my sexuality and encouraged me to find romantic love for men. The religion that I was a part of was incredibly homophobic and transphobic, so I was expected to marry a man and express my gender in a traditional, feminine way. My therapist discussed how I could grow my relationships with women outside of my sexuality, as well as how to find attractive things in men. Things like their laugh, their smiles, and how they could take care of me. I started to feel an inkling of hope, that I didn’t have to lose my family, my friends, my religion, or my sexuality. I could have it all. So, I decided that I would find romantic interest in men.

When I went to college, I decided to start dating men seriously. I met a wonderful man who treated me so well. He was kind, decently attractive, and smart. I loved hanging out with him, since we lived in the same apartment complex. We went to church together and eventually started dating at the end of my freshman year. At the beginning, it was nice, but slowly, seeds of doubt and discouragement started to creep in. Our first kiss was, well, unremarkable. I was so anxious, I felt like I was going to throw up. I was expecting our nice, romantic connection to turn into love, but it didn’t. Still determined to succeed, I kept dating him. The entire time, guilt consumed me, I was living a lie. I was deceiving this poor guy into thinking that I liked him when I was struggling to enjoy holding hands with him. At one point, I had to literally lie to his face when he asked me my sexuality, I told him I was straight. I would cry myself to sleep, wondering when the pain would stop. That year, I took him home to meet my parents when I asked them, “when should I tell him? I don’t want to lie to him, it’s awful, but I need to get married!” They didn’t have an answer for me, “when the time is right.” It felt like I was completely lost. I tried to cling onto him, hoping that we’d be able to make it through, then he broke up with me. I was so lucky that he did. Even though I was heart broken because I was losing the one person who I thought I could get married to and bear it, I was hugely relieved that I wouldn’t have to lie anymore. I got over my 9 month long relationship in less than a day. I got some ice cream, cried, and I was basically all better.

The next year, I tried again and again, failing to find a man. I felt so frustrated, because I wanted to have a romantic relationship so badly, but I was failing every time! Mercifully, the COVID-19 pandemic started, so I was able to take a break from dating for a while. I was happily single for a little over a year, using the pandemic as an excuse to stop dating. It was great, but my sexuality kept gnawing at me. I felt confused. If I was trying my best to follow what God apparently wanted me to do, why was I so unhappy? It felt like my will to live, my energy and my happiness had left me. I was truly miserable. This is when I hit my lowest point. I spent my days in bed, barely surviving. I felt hopeless, like I didn’t have any reason at all to live. So I decided that I either needed to come out fully and leave the church, or I would k il l myself. I had no one I could turn to, my family had made it clear that being a lesbian was unacceptable, plus my friends were also in the same religion and I could never force them to choose between me or the church.

In January of 2021, I realized that I could choose to leave the church, my family and my friends. It was the hardest decision I’ve ever made. I chose to give up everything I was given so I could be a truly happy, authentic, and energetic version of myself. I started dating secretly, with hidden kisses, closed doors, and going out in public as “friends”. The first time I kissed a girl, it was magical, I felt my cheeks burning, those elusive sparks that I had never felt went flying. My hands were in her hair as her arms wrapped around my waist and just for a moment, everything felt perfect. I didn’t feel any fear, nor pain. I only felt peace, joy, and contentment that I had never felt before. Though our public romance was almost forbidden by society, we felt intimacy and connection that was beautiful and whole. I remember driving together, my hand in hers speeding down the freeway, I felt so much elation! It was like I could finally be my whole self, unburdened by the weight of my family’s expectations.

Unfortunately, my family found out and the crushing guilt came back. I was shamed, called a whore and unfaithful. My entire family looked down on me with disdain, because I couldn’t bridle my attractions. However, I had found my wings of freedom and I would not let them go. I chose to leave the church and my family, and I was not going back on that decision.

skip to here if you don’t like reading:

Now, I remember the full story of that nice therapist who told me that I could love men romantically and not sexually. That small lie led to years of pain, humiliation, shame, and grief. That lie from my family, the church, and society has hurt not only me, but countless other people who have been pressured to perform heterosexuality. This lie hurt other members of my extended family, including a gay man who is dear to me. He has lived as a closeted gay man for almost 50 years because he can’t bear the thought of what would happen if he came out, since he married his wife and has children.

Though there are people who find meaning in divorcing their various types of attractions, the truth is that if you can’t find sexual and romantic attraction to a partner, there will be a part of you left unfulfilled, and your partner will inevitably become hurt, disinterested, or callous.

If you still insist on splitting your attractions, please be mindful of people like me. Be mindful of your partners. Be honest with yourself. Is splitting your attractions helping you to understand yourself better, or are you hiding from a more authentic, beautiful version of yourself? Does splitting your attractions allow you to feel love more deeply, or are your hiding your internalized homophobia behind comforting labels?

With much love,

Harvest Oak

#lgbt rights #lgbt discourse #lesbian #split attraction model

[sugrbugz]

their reaction to you coming out as trans!! : BOKUTO, KENMA, AKAASHI, OIKAWA, TSUKKI, & ASAHI ♥︎

CW: this covers topics such as gender dysphoria, transphobia, and ignorant parents. please be safe my loves!!

transphobes get the fuck outta here right now

also i’m ftm myself so i’m writing from my own experience! if you want a non binary one or even mtf let me know! ♥︎

BOKUTO

would be so very excited to go clothing shopping with you but also giving you all of his hoodies in the mean time-

would love to show you off as his official boyfriend, would fight transphobic people for you

“hey bo, can we talk?” you asked softly, only causing him to open his arms wide from where he was sitting on your bed. you crawled into his lap like you always did, your hands shaking a bit when your wrapped your arms around his neck. “what’s up little owl!” he smiled wide, flashing you that beautiful smile of his. “it’s sorta serious love..” you mumbled making his smile fall only a bit, it falling completely when you started crying. “lovebug? what’s wrong..you can talk to me baby” he soothed making you nod. “i know we’ve talked about your preferences before and i don’t know where i fall but-“ you hiccuped, trying to figure out how to say it. “i’m transgender..i want to be a boy” you sobbed out, ultimately terrified he’d leave even though you knew he wouldn’t. “no..” he started making you cry only harder, not even three seconds later were calloused fingers there to wipe them, “you are a boy..not want, right baby?” he smiled softly, kissing your nose.

KENMA

his emotions would hurt him first only because he wouldn’t fully understand why you’re so upset

best hair stylist in the game!! he’d do your hair so you don’t have to deal with judgemental old ladies and weird barbers.

would 100000000/10 drop anything hes doing to snuggle you since he knows how much of a bitch dysphoria can be

it actually happened by accident. currently you were in the bathroom, shaky hands on a pair of scissors you’d found in the kitchen. it was one of those moments. you weren’t officially out to anybody, not even your boyfriend just simply out of fear of being disliked. however when kenma came to use the bathroom after doing a five hour livestream her heart almost shattered right then and there. you were too into your head to even notice his presence, snapping back to reality when he took the scissors from you. that’s when the tears started. he was quickly to pull you close, kissing your head. “i think i understand..but if i don’t, please explain..” he whispered softly into your ear. “i-i..” you stuttered, you didn’t even know how to say it. “i’ve been dealing with my gender for awhile and came to the conclusion that im a boy..” you sniff, snuggling into his chest since the comfort felt good. “okay baby, you’re still mine okay?” he spoke so soft it was reassuring. “but come to me instead of butchering your hair, you know damn well i could cut it better. dork.” he winked sitting you down to actually cut your hair properly.

AKAASHI

wasn’t totally surprised even though he is oblivious to most things

he would be so sweet about it??????? he wouldn’t even question you???? just accepting right away

after you were ready to come out? god he would be so overbearing with how supportive he was. “hey have you seen my BOYFRIEND?” or “are you doing okay, pretty boy?” he would do it all the time

he already knew. you’d asked him to pack your laptop in your book bag since you guys were going to study at the library. he usually didn’t snoop and honestly minded his business, but when he saw what he thought was a dildo his curiosity was peaked. you had millions of tabs open, all pertaining to the concept of gender identity. his heart softened sadly, upset by the fact you did this all alone. you came up to check what was taking him so long, face dropping when you saw what was open, “i-i promise i can explain-!” you rush forward but he quickly wraps two arms around you, kissing you softly. “shush. you don’t need to explain.” he smiled, “your preferred name and pronouns my darling?” he hummed in addition, grinning from the blush on your cheeks. “uhm..y/n..and he/him..please..” you whisper making him nod, “i’ve got the cutest boyfriend every yanno that?”

OIKAWA

would make fun of you for a bit until he realized this was actually serious

he would also apologize profusely for doing so.

would go out and buy you 67963334 slacks just to see you in them i know it

“tooru i’m serious!” you’d whimper, genuine tears pricking at the corner of your eyes. that’s when he knew he took it too far. “hey..i was just joking around…does me calling you girlie actually make you uncomfortable? why?” he was confused but then again you couldn’t blame them. you’d told iwa you were trans, hoping to get someway to tell oikawa but there wasn’t much acknowledgment of him at all. “yes..it does” you nodded wiping your eyes. “is it because you’re trans?” all the air in your lungs was knocked out of you at this. “how did you..” you’d ask softly, “i dunno! i’m just really good at this!” he giggled before kissing your head and getting off the couch you two were on. “one minute!” he ran upstairs and about five minutes later came back with all his old clothes he outgrew. “here! ‘ma saved them for donating to relatives but your more important” he hummed making you blush, “tooru you don’t-“ “and what’s your pants size?” “uh-i-“ “it’s okay doesn’t matter we’ll get all of them.” “ALL OF WHAT.” and that’s honestly how the rest of your night went.

TSUKKI

he wasn’t totally surprised but then again he knew how your parents were and would understand your hesitation for coming out

it didn’t really phase him at all. have you seen his gender nonconforming best friend? tsukki wouldn’t care unless you were authentically yourself.

would always give you reassurance, no matter how much you needed.

you’d come to your boyfriends house for the third night this week, his mom more than happy to let you stay. “he’s upstairs!” she’d smile from where she was making dinner. you already knew where to find his room, so coming inside and throwing your bags down casually wasn’t an issue at all. “y/n how many times do i have to tell your messy ass that you don’t put bags in the middle of the-“ he spun in his desk chair to look at you, his face falling the second he saw your face go red and tears streaming down your face. tsukki fucking SUCKED with emotions but he wouldn’t be pathetic and not try. “cmere moonie, what’s wrong” he frowned getting up and sitting on the bed, pulling you down with him. “i told them” you stated simply, his own anxiety kicked in. “and?” he asked, already knowing the answer. “they kicked me out.” you nodded towards the fourish bags you had dropped. “well..fuck them. here you’ll be loved and respected. they don’t deserve you. no one does. now, ill ask mom if we can move in the old dresser from akiterus room..you make yourself comfy. change, take of makeup, whatever it is. here? you’re allowed to be who you are.” and with that he was gone. tsukki may look like an asshole but he tries his best not to be for you.

ASAHI

wouldn’t initially get it, but it would take some explaining and he’d be absolutely on board

would probably smoother you in love and affection for being brave enough to tell him how you’ve been feeling

similar to akaashi he’d be quick to correct those who use incorrect pronouns (unless you tell him not too) while expressing love for his boyfriend

dating asahi had plenty of benefits, most importantly his ability to scare those off who were rude to you. you had come out to him a week ago, he needed some help understanding the process but soon he was very on board and understanding. now you two were eating lunch with noya and tanaka, watching a group of girls who ever now and then looked back at you to laugh and point. you’d just gotten your gender affirming hair cut the night before. you began to feel very self conscious about everything, just slowly tucking yourself into asahi who immediately realized something was wrong. “what’s up babe?” he asked watching you nod towards the group. with that he gently passed you over to noya who was very excited for the hugs he was allowed to give his close friend. needless to say asahi scared the living hell out of those girls. when all was said and done, he took you to the boys bathroom and locked the door. he simply hugged you, rubbing your back while you almost immediately cried. “it’s okay bunny..i’m sorry people can’t mind their own business-not that it’s my fault-i dunno why i apologized-sorry-i-“ he took a deep breath but his nervous rambling had made you giggle. “thank you, you giant teddy bear” you smiled leaning up to give him a nice soft kiss.

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[linawritestwst]

hello!! congrats on 100 followers 🎉 ive read a handful of your works sooo why not request for a matchup lol-

gender + pronouns: non-binary, comfortable with any pronouns

about me: let's start with basic stuff- i'm 16, a libra and an infp (i literally did 3 different tests and i got infp on all) i usually write, read, and draw sometimes. i'd like to be able to bake but we don't have an oven, and we don't really need it atm 😭 i have a lot of interests, from the mcu to video games such as genshin, as well as kpop. i'm pretty introverted but it doesn't take me long to warm up around others, but i prefer a small friend group. i want people to approach me first but friends have told me i'm intimidating :') i'm pretty moody too, what i do depends on it. i'm opinionated and will throw hands- lowkey have daddy issues, a million hobbies and i drink milktea/coffee more than water. i am probably the most similar to azul? insecure, likes money and revenge? yeah bet. relate.

what i look for in a partner: open-minded, understanding, able to accept my flaws, older (not rlly a preference i just noticed i tend to like ppl older than me), doesn't mind physical affection, smart (doesn't have to be academically), fine w me not being family-oriented (i have a strained relationship with my parents-)

what i don't look for: anyone like leona 🤩 (he drinks his respect women juice everyday but he's so... eh...) disrespectful, misogynistic, homophobic, transphobic aaand you get the idea-

hope this is enough! or not too much- thank u for doing this btw :> congrats again!

hi, i hope you like this matchup!

the character that i think would be a good partner for you is..

ruggie bucchi!

i'll explain why i chose him:

i swear i feel like mbti tests are programmed to tell everyone they're infp okay, so, you're an infp and ruggie is an estp and these types are not that compatible BUT. you're also a libra and he's an aries and these signs are pretty compatible! i could ramble about why these signs work well, but i'll explain it like that: aries is a more energetic and confident sign, meanwhile libras are more soft, quiet and they need someone who can help them to just.. chill, you know? so they complement each other very well and can learn things from each other!

ruggie would probably be a little scared of you when he meets you for the first time, but i think he would see your real personality eventually and want to become closer! i mean, they have jack in savanaclaw so i feel like ruggie is used to people that look intimidating at this point.

ruggie would support your opinions, but also stop you when it's probably not the best time for you to fight someone. you want to fight leona though? yeah, he'll pretend he didn't see that and would let you do your thing.

i think ruggie doesn't mind physical affection, i think he even really likes it! i also think he would be okay with your flaws, we all have them, right?

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