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#today a friend came out to me as trans
aroaceofthesea · 6 months
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Oof i definitely dont know how to react when someone comes out to me making it a big deal💀💀
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sanguinaryrot · 1 month
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every time someone realizes they’re trans, an angel gets its wings
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lesbian-lady-bird · 5 months
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The queer urge to come out to someone while you’re in the car
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I have another outing tomorrow. Been avoiding outing myself to this friend for far too long out of fear it might change our relationship. But he deserves to know - and I gotta put some trust in the fact that he cares about me enough to support me being trans. It's so nerve wracking though *screams*
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queen-mihai · 4 months
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Damn, cuddling would be nice right about now
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funkylittlebats · 2 months
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#wow okay so ive been reconnecting with my friend who i previously hadn't seen or spoken to in months#and we've been chatting again for abt a month now and she came to my house univited and without warning today and we hung out#even though i really wasn't prepared for company. i decided it was a pleasant enough surprise. she brought cupcakes.#and then she tells me. a trans man. that she. a lesbian. is in love with me#and im now very uncomfortable bc i don't want to date someone who sees me as a girl. and i Know that that's the case here#bc she's said some Kinda Weird yellow flag things abt trans ppl (esp in regards to passing) that ive overlooked bc i enjoyed her company#and she starts crying on my shoulder bc she “can't believe im rejecting her bc i think shes transphobic”#and how she “thought i liked her too” bc i go along with her flirting (when she first started flirting w me i didn't pick up and she-#-made a joke abt how she likes to flirt w men bc shes gay but it looks like im too dense for that joke (said it a friendly way no really))#(so i didn't realize she was ACTUALLY flirting bc she would still do this to other guys as a joke)#and she “feels so stupid for letting herself be led on by me” and a bunch of other bullshit#and expected me to comfort her while this was going on#which i did bc i didn't know what else to do#and she decided to take THAT as a mixed signal ig and tried to pet me#so i got away from her and got her some water and asked her to leave after she calmed down#and she started crying more but eventually left#and then like an hour later i start getting texts from our friends saying they couldnt believe i was so rude to her#and thought she was a transphobe and shoved her off of me when she just needed comfort#and so now everyone is refusing to talk to me until *i* apologize to *her*#i literally only have one irl friend now bc of this#fuck this shit#and i have fucking class tomorrow#fuck#this#shit
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My best friend is dating my friend and they had the same name which was CONFUSING and TERRIBLE but my friend just came out as trans and she changed her name so everything is okay now 😊
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mattynmarns · 2 years
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also I just wanted to say that I feel safe with dnp like these guys and this community genuinely are my backbone and ill always love you guys and I'll always come back here because it feels like my home <3
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what is with this sudden influx of transmedicalist instructive thoughts ://
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arthur-r · 1 year
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actual footage of the smallest dance imaginable. a hundred people bought tickets which is. not a lot for an entire seven cities worth of students in a school. and then there was maybe fifty people total in the building at the most filled up time cause so many people just used the tickets as donating to charity and didn’t even want to go
#was excited to come home and laugh at the dance and then it just got a little much toward the end#but i still think it was pretty funny. also there were so many songs that literally no one there knew??#my friends begged the dj (social studies teacher) to skip songs no one was dancing to and they wouldn’t#the entire night was really funny before i started falling apart about everything it just became a little much#kind of this whole week combined. monday i tried to take the bus to school showed up ten minutes early waited half an hour it never showed#(first time trying to take the bus from the apartment. school said there’s a stop here but apparently no)#tuesday i tried to take the bus after school and it never stopped within a mile of the apartment. got dropped off at a trailer park#that was not mine. had to have my mom pick me up. and then go to work after like regular#then wednesday was a little bit normal i think. pretty much regular. but did have trouble getting home again!! just not as exciting#anyway then thursday was probably maybe normal?? except my sister came in to school to visit her old favorite teacher. who is my teacher#in economics. and knows me trans and i had to have a conversation with my sister. so maybe not that normal#and then on friday. my older sister had my key card and i couldn’t get into the apartment building. waited outside for my little sister for#twenty minutes in the cold and then we went in the lobby and had to wait for a stranger to get close enough to ask for help. bad experience#so anyway there’s been a lot leading up to today. and it makes sense that i fell apart eventually. but no longer crying so call that a win#hope you all are well. i’ll go to sleep eventually. just a lot to get off my chest. in conclusion wasn’t this dance stupid#we hadn’t had a charity gala since pre-covid so i think just nobody knew what it would be like. i’m the only grade who’s been before#if it wasn’t for the charity gala i wouldn’t know i was trans. somebody complimented my transition there and i was like sorry i can do that?#(had cut my hair short and was wearing a suit. considered myself a stag bisexual and hadn’t heard of transmasculinity /gen)#so i had maybe high expectations. anyway i’m probably running out of tags soon just. yeah. idk. today was a lot#friends only#delete later
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meowlod · 4 months
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arlecchino x fem!reader | mother and father.
(nsfw+trans!arle)
warnings: mentions of having babies, mentions of pregnancy, etc.
Taking care of the children in the Orphanage taken care by ”Father“, you always have been called Mother by the children. They always thought that you‘re the mother, and it makes you feel a little embarrassed. What the Knave say when she comes back from her trip to Snezhnaya and finds out?
“Mama, mama!“ several children call for you. “Where is Father? Mama should never be alone!“ You let out a small sigh, your cheeks burning red. “I..Father is out, okay, my children? She will come back soon.“ You gently tell them, nervously smiling as they continue to call you mama.
You are in the kitchen cleaning the dirty dishes from the children that had eaten earlier, putting the forks and spoons to the correct place. You suddenly heard the door open from the Orphanage, and a familiar face came up running to you.
Furina. What was she doing here? She never came here. It should be something important if she came running to you with a panicked expression. “Hey, hey friend! Ah..this might be so weird to hear from somebody who was once the mighty hydro archon, but..can you please have a talk with the Knave and tell her to stop scaring me?! She always looked so scary and dangerous every time we stared at each other, blehh…“
You sigh and give her a nod. She nods back with a smile and runs out of the orphanage with a small wave before walking out. What was that? She wants you to talk to Arlecchino now? You better hope that she won‘t kill you once you ask her to leave the blue woman alone.
Later, you‘re in the main room playing games with the children after you‘ve done all the dishes. You‘re currently sitting next to a couple children, until you heard a sudden opening noise. The door opens and the children happily shout out to you “Mama, look! Father is back!“
You quickly try to shush the child, but the other children continue to call you mother, right infront of the Knave herself.
”Hmm?“ She stares at you with curiousness, then at the children. Mother? She thought. Having children is something she wouldn‘t mind, especially with you, If she only could. If they call you mother, you must be special to them.
”Father, mama has been waiting for you!“
You get flustered and stand up to greed Arlecchino. ”A—ah..Knave, i‘m glad you‘re back..i‘m sorry, these children won‘t stop calling me mama, or mother..“ Scratching your head, you look away with a shy smile, two children hugging your legs while they stare at Arlecchino.“
“It‘s alright. I suppose you took care of them and they did nothing wrong?“ She asks with her stern, gentle voice, looking into your eyes with her red X pupils. God, they get you scared, but they‘re so pretty.
You chuckle nervously. ”Y—yeah, Knave. The children have been behaving very well. No fighting, no stealing, nothing. They have been extra good today..“
“Ah, that is great.“ From the answer she had gotten, her lips form into a slight smile, and walks past you to her office, patting your shoulder one last time. ”I want you in my room, 1 AM. Don‘t be late.“
Huh? Your eyes widen, cheeks forming a red blush as you stand there flustered. You nod before going into your own room that Arlecchino had given you to rest in. You take off your working skirt and your other clothes to change into your night glown.
Its a few hours until you have to meet the Knave in her room, so you can do anything else before the ”meeting”. You lay down on the bed, turning on your phone and messaging one of your friends who you gossip with everyday.
A few hours later, you forgot about meeting the Knave as you do stuff with your phone. But a message notification pops up on your phone. It‘s Arlecchino.
You click on the notification and it brings you to the chat.
> “You‘re late.“
> ”I‘m sorry! I‘ll come right now.“
You message quickly back before putting your phone on the desk and open the door, walking towards Arlecchino‘s room. You knock, but nobody answers. Every child is asleep and the hallway is dark, where is she? Before you could continue thinking, arms are wrapped around your waist, the person putting you on their shoulder. You were about to scream before the familiar voice calms you down.
”Be quiet, it‘s me.“
It‘s not a kidnapper, thank god. It‘s the Knave who suddenly creeped up behind you and picked you up. But it‘s so dark, how can she see so good? She has good eyes.
“Y—you really scared me..“ you whisper out as you bury your head into her shoulder. ”I forgot to tell you…Furina told me to tell you that you sh—” She doesn‘t like hearing that womans name. Before you can talk, she opens the door of her room and pushes you down onto her bed. You yelp as she does so.
And this is where you ended up at. In her bed, head pushed against the pillow as muffled moans escape from your mouth from Arlecchino‘s cock pounding in and out of you in a quick pace, looking like she wants to make you pregnant, to make babies with you.
“m—mmgh…! mmfh—a—arle..!“
Your muffled words are shushed as she grips your head and pushes it more down to the pillow, her thrusts becoming faster and harder, you feel her hitting your sweet spots.
Her face comes closer to your ear and she whispers, ”You‘re gonna be taking care of my children, my children, aren‘t you, la mia bella ragazzal?“
You moan from her words, and as you expected, after her last powerful thrust, she squirts inside you, hot cum slowly starting to drip out of your hole after she pulled her dick out, it being still hard.
She flips you around and grips your chin before giving you a aggressive kiss, her other hand moving to one of your breasts, squishing it.
The hand slowly moves down to her cock, gripping it then guiding it against your messy hole once again, getting ready to push it in.
“I‘m not done with you yet, i‘m going to make you a great, lovely mother, la mia adorabile ragazza.“
You‘re not going to feel your legs tomorrow, but she‘s going to take care of you.
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theabigailthorn · 5 months
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Hey I’ve been a fan for a little while now, and I just wanted to say that you’ve been an inspiration for me, a younger transfemme. But I do wanna also ask: what’s it like being a trans woman with her life together? I’m 19 (as of sending), been on hrt for almost 5 months, and have been trans for a year and change. But I’m scared. So, I guess, I wanted to ask: does being trans ever become the norm, my baseline? What’s it like after 2-3 years? And does it get any less confusing or scary?
I think there are a few things going on here.
I don't have my life together as much as it might seem; I just don't show you all the ways it's not. I don't talk publicly about the auditions I don't get, or the things I try and fail at, or the insecurities in my own head that hold me back sometimes, or the handful of decisions I've made that were bad calls and which still keep me up occasionally. I've talked about trauma and mental illness in the past, but I only ever discuss stuff I'm comfortably over - when I'm overwhelmed or in the middle of a crisis I don't post about it. I don't set out to deceive you by presenting myself that way, I just keep my most private stuff private. Everybody has failures and regrets and insecurities: "it's a sign of having lived," as my friend Phoebe told me today. But you see a curated version of me that appears not only more together than the real person, but more together than any real person.
Also, if you're 19 a lot of your life hasn't been in your control until pretty recently and a lot of it still might not be. I'd say it's okay to not feel like you have it all together. You just transitioned, which I think is one of the hardest things a human being can do: you can give yourself credit for that even if you feel like you're not settled into it yet. Congratulations!
As for it becoming the baseline, I mean yeah? Kinda? At least for me. Sometimes I forget. I had a moment today in the gym where I saw a man and I was like "Oh yeah, I used to be one of them, sortof? Weird!" The first year is the hardest, or so they say. I wouldn't say I get less confused or scared now, just scared and confused in different ways. I worry less about getting attacked in the street than I did in my first year, for example. (I'm lucky and privileged in that regard.) But I worry a lot more about other people. I struggle a lot with survivor's guilt, which is something only people who survive get! Anyone who's had a drink with me in the last six months has heard me beat myself up because the night of The Prince premiere in New York was the night of Brianna Taylor's vigil in the UK. That wasn't a deliberate decision - the premiere was booked and paid for months before she was even killed - but I've become a lot more sensitive to those sorts of feelings precisely because I spend less time worrying about myself. I'm more aware now of what my transness means for other people. Like, I made an ironic joke when I came out that I'd become The Transgender Princess of TERF Island, and it's kindof haunted me since - I didn't set out to become "a famous trans person" but it's happened a little bit and it's going to happen a lot more next year. That comes with serious responsibilities and a few mild drawbacks, as well as perks, obviously. So I guess that's a longwinded way of saying I might be a weird person to ask this question because, at least for right now, my transness, my whole self, doesn't just belong to me.
Oh also, some great advice I got from my friends: Paris: "Only change the things that bother you on your good days," and Mattie: "Don't believe anything you think about your life after 9pm."
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rosedominatesyou · 7 months
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So management at my work ‘surprised me’ with a promotion that gave me only 1 day to say goodbye to my coworkers of 7 years. Here’s a synopsis of how different people treated me upon telling them, “Hey, so, uhm…today’s my last day.”
Straight Men: became stone faced and wouldn’t let me walk away from them, asking me questions that progressively became more and more irrelevant.
Straight Women: seemed pretty glad to hear that I’d be leaving; were mostly silent and wouldn’t turn to face me while we talked about details.
Bisexuals: *GASPS*, hugged me (with a little bit of shouting), asked me a few questions about my new position, and then wished me good luck.
My Trans Friend: looked so fucking genuinely upset as she shouted “WHY?!” at me. I rambled for a minute about how “it’s a good thing” but the look in her eyes told me we should be talking about something else. She hugged me longer than anyone else, but it still wasn’t long enough. I’ve known her for many years and she’s been out for a few of them, but I only came out as transmasc to her 2 months ago. She didn’t need me to explain myself when I said, “I wish I had told you sooner.” “Everyone has their own pace.” “Can I have another hug?” “Oh absolutely! It’s your last day, you get as many hugs as you want.” “I’m going to miss you.” “I’m going to miss you too, Rose.” *I run away literally crying and screaming* *she’s crying too*
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hellyesbro · 2 months
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I was wondering if my coworker knew I was trans and he came up to me today and randomly went "You hear about that hardcore band that kicked out their lead because he was putting estrogen in his friends pre-workout" so I think he knows
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prettygirls0nly · 1 year
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Possessive - Patrick Hockstetter
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• You became friends with the Bowers Gang over the summer.
• All of your friends and classmates were out of town, except, of course, the 4 boys that made the Bowers Gang. So after a couple of really boring days, you came up to them and started a conversation.  
• You were surprised to find out that after what seemed like an endless amount of weird and sexual comments they could have a normal conversation.
• The first person to warm up to you was Henry. He asked you questions about yourself and invited you to come along with them to Quarry (with the disapproving faces of his friends, of course.)
• After that day, the guys picked you up every day to bring you with them to party's or to just drive around town. Everyone seemed to be happy with the new company, except Patrick...
• You didn't talk a lot and opted to stay quiet when you were together in the backseat of Belch's car. But, when one late and drunk night you got left alone with him in a room for whatever reason, a conversation sparked between the two of you. You talked for what seemed like hours and a friendship has existed ever since that day.
• The last couple of weeks of maybe the best summer of your life flew by in what seemed like seconds.
• You were a little sad. Not only did school start again, but your friendship would probably be forgotten and you'd have to go back to your old friends.
•  But when the first day of school, the familiar blue Trans Am pulled into your driveway, you knew that this school year was going to be much different than the ones before.
• Your friendship stayed the same and lucky for you, you even shared some classes with The guys. Math, History, and English with Henry, and Chemistry with Patrick.
• Because you shared so many classes with Henry, you two grew closer. You did homework and projects together and you tutored him for Math.
• Although you spent a lot of time with Henry, you still made time for time for the others. After school, you hung out with them all at the Quarry, and every night Patrick knocked on your bedroom window. The two of you talked, and talked, and talked, for hours. And one night you both fell asleep on your bed.
• The morning after was also the moment Patrick realized that he had a crush on you. You just looked so cute. Laying there with your eyes closed, your pink lips slightly parted, and your face only inches away from his. It took him everything to not press his lips to yours, but he was a good boy and quietly climbed out of your window.
• After that morning, Patrick felt a strike of jealousy hit him every time he saw Henry put an arm around you or just touched you. Every time he saw it he just wanted to rip you out of his touch and kiss you right in front of them and show them you were his, and only his.
• So when one day he sees Henry put his arm around your waist and push you to him, he couldn't contain himself anymore. He practically ran to his friend and wrapped his hands around your arm before pulling you away from Henry.
- "What the fuck?" Henry cursed as he looked at his friend with a bitter look. Patrick, however, chooses to ignore his friend and let his eyes settle on your figure that now stood in his arms. As his eyes looked at you, you couldn't help but blush. His stare was so intense and so hungry...
"Don't let him put a finger on you again, I'm the only one that gets to touch you."
• That day after you left, Patrick shouted some words and threats at Henry and made sure that after today he'd be the only one that got touch you.
• Not long after that day Patrick gathered all his courage and went up to you.
- "Hey, Patrick!" You exclaim as Patrick climbs through your bedroom window.
"Hey, I need to talk to you." Patrick nervously scratches the back of his head and sits down on your desk chair. You sigh and quickly follow behind him before sitting down on his lap.
"If this is about Henry. He hasn't even looked at me for the last couple of days." Normally those words would've brought a smile to his face, but he was to focused on keeping down the whimper that threatened to leave his lips as he felt parts of you rubbing against him that he had never felt before. "Patrick?" You say and put a hand on his cheek. "You still there?" Patrick snapped out of his trance and looked at you. God, why did you need to look so beautiful?
"Y-yeah, I just need to tell you something." You nod and Patrick takes a final breath. "I like you, Y/N. And I want you to be mine."
You smile as you listened to his words. You already knew he liked, you were kinda just waiting for him to confess. And now that you hear his slightly nervous confession, you can't help but feel a little happy. As you thought about your answer, Patrick looked at you with nervous eyes. Did he just fuck it up?
After a couple of seconds, you looked into his eyes and cupped his cheeks. "I think I'd like to be yours, Patrick." As you finish your sentence you lean and let your lips collide in a gentle kiss.
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zorosq · 10 months
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too sexy ; asl
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↻ fluff, asl being asl, protective asl, making asl older so i could make asl younger and legal age, reader is 20, the others are older (idk just think of some numbers guys), kinda crack??, im sleepy so this might be bad
↻ pairing ↬asl x fem!reader! x law
anonymous asked: hiiii can i request a one shot where you’re ASLs little sister and laws gf in canon universe and you have a new bounty and there’s a new photo with it and it’s an incredibly sexy bounty photo like namis first one and everyone’s overprotective and freaking out about it bc you just LOOK TOO DAMN GOOD.
a/n this is so funny i cant 😭 btw i used she/her pronounce for yamato bcs its actually confirmed that yamato is not trans??? you can find abt it here btw.
“she’s so pretty...” one of the male said to his friend. sabo took interest in this. what was so interesting that made them gawk at a bounty poster?
“a new bounty?” sabo asked the boys. they looked at sabo and nodded. “yeah it just came out today,” the boy handed it over to sabo.
when he take a look at it, he thought that the girl looks pretty. but when he really takes a good look at it, his eyes widened. “no! nonono!” his hands were quick to ripped the poster into thousands of pieces.
“hey! i wanted to keep that-” the male was cut off when sabo grabbed him by the collar. “don’t you dare keep a poster of my sister,” he scowled.
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the laughter were heard throughout the thousand sunny. it was a usual scene that was caused by no other by the rubber man captain. “oi, luffy!” nami called out.
luffy’s laughter died down and looked at nami with a frown. “what is it nami?” he titled his head to side. “there’s a poster of your sister!” she said excitedly.
the other straw hats were quick to gather around nami to take a look at the poster. “uwaaahhhhh! she’s worth 24,000,000 berries!” luffy exclaimed excitedly, jumping up and down.
when sanji caught a glimpse of the poster, his nose bled and he almost passed out from blood lost. the others cheered at your high bounty.
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ace choked on his sake as he looked at your poster. “ace? what’s wrong?” yamato asked. ace looked over at yamato and made a displeased face. “why is my sister naked in this poster?!” he shoved the poster in yamato's face.
“whaaaa- she’s not naked though,” she tilted her head in confusion. “she is! she’s wearing like nami! luffy’s friend!” ace shouted, both of his hands buried in his head as he kept looking at your poster in distressed.
“no. i will find the person who took this picture of her!”
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law chuckled as he looked at your poster. “you’re a good photographer,” you winked at law as you hugged his side. “you were a good model for me,” he smirked.
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