#trans people ily hope you had a nice day :)

[cyellolemon]

HAPPY TDOV i couldn't not post Olive my beloved <33

(he/him)

#As trans Olive is so important to me #ofc he's very much an indulgent self insert but a part of me i really gave him is the trans & homosexual identity #I put a lot of my struggle and frustration in him #You know all the shit that comes with being a trans man who is also fem/gnc and gay #Well it makes Olive a very important blorbo to me and the one i wanna post for today! #anyway don't you think he's pretty!!!! i love him sm <33 #trans people ily hope you had a nice day :) #trans day of visibility #trans artwork #my art #oc art #digital art #oc artist #Olive #tdov #tdov 2024

[mrsterlingeverything]

So being prejudiced against people from your own community (and other communities) is fine under the guise of keeping it real, speaking whatever we want, and not being afraid? i didn't even know ayesha was trans when i read her tweets about kim being "castrated" as a child, but now it feels worse because she's trans cause she's attacking someone from her own community? she can say whatever she wants, i don't care, it just feels like you really like justifying shitty behavior from singers if you like their music instead of just admitting their behavior is pure shit and you don't really care about how they behave as long as their music is nice.

i didn't even know exactly who ayesha was before i saw someone retweeting about her calling out kim for working with dr luke which I was like "oh, yes, get her ass" but then she tweeted shit about kim's transition and that's when she crossed the line.

"no 12 is when kim's parents got her castrated, 12 is when i was being a kid and growing up x"

"exactly my point. you did nothing with this. while i worked my ASSS off to get any sort of my attention for my music, she was on tv talking about getting axe wounded at 12 by her rich ass parents."

re: azealia - i didnt'even see anything about azealia banks in her tweets, but miss banks can also go away with her transphobic shit. she has a talent with words, for sure, but she consistently uses her talent for evil WHICH SHE'S ALLOWED TO IF SHE WANTS that's up to her morals, but you don't need to justify it as "oh she's just keeping it real, i respect that", you see what i mean? like whichever music you like, you are still someone i really care about and enjoy, it's just odd to go to bat for these singers who keep showing their ass all the time.

This is a funny conversation because i haven't read some of those tweets either until you mentioned them like the axe wound tweet for example... ew. Umm. Its complicated. Maybe not for you... but to me, there's something about... people saying what they think even if other people think its nasty that i find respectable.

I think those tweets from ayesha about kim are disgusting, but im just not the type of person to cancel someone completely from my life when they do something wrong. Everyone does good and bad things, i dont think some bad things negate lots of good things, although lots of people do think that these days.

The way i see it, everyone thinks things that someone else would find disgusting. I dont know you anon but if you spoke or posted all your thoughts theres someone out there who would think some of them are disgusting, because theres people with all sorts of opinions. It doesnt mean you shouldnt speak your mind. Sharing ideas is very important or we end up in our small social media bubbles and dont understand other world views, or other cultures for that matter.

Regarding me saying that ayesha is more qualified to talk about transgender people as a trans person, i mean that while i find her tweets to be disgusting, i know there are some detrans people even on here who think that 12 is possibly too early for the medical transition that kim had. Its not really my place to say as a cis person, thats what i meant. I think at the very least its complicated and while you can say its great for people to transition that early, i think its great for some people to, and probably harmful to others based on personal anecdotes that ive read.

I hope i answered everything, lots of topics here. Also i want to say that i really enjoy conversation like this, i think its good for all of us to be exposed to different ideas :) ily anon

#long post #transphobia

[memoriashell]

seashells and shores ( and something a bit more )

Characters /  Pairing: Fukawa Touko / Naegi Komaru, ensemble class 78; varyingly background / implied ships are sakuraoi / ishimondo / celeschi / naeleogami

crossposted on ao3

Notes: a very late day 3 for @tokomaruweek​. beach prompt! yesterday i was feeling a little burnt out so i decided to not write since i didn’t want to put out something half assed. hopefully this being a bit longer helps make up for it! ( and by a bit, i mean i basically doubled the word count compared to what i’ve done for this week so far lmao rip so much for hoping i’d catch up tonight )

rated t for touko's trauma. and also for junko having her tits out. thanks junko.

anyways tw for like trauma, the general self-depricating / self-concious stuff for toko but also like. her trauma w/ water is brought up since it's. beach? and also drowning doesn't actually happen but it is brought up. and touko mentions claustrophobia in relation to her trauma offhandedly once, and again, just generally feeling insecure.

also it's kinda implied that chihiro and celes are both trans thank you!!!

Summary:  going to the beach isn't exactly an exciting thought for her, given the fact she has no desire getting in the water.

komaru seems dead set on making sure she makes some memories anyways.

Do you want to come to the beach with us? That is the first text of the morning that she receives, courtesy of Makoto Naegi. Touko considers asking who he means by us, gathers that he probably means some assortment of their classmates, and ( while it is very tempting to say yes ) concludes that she can safely say no. And she intends to do exactly that, but she gets a set of texts that stops her from being able to do so.

touko-chan!!!!

ur coming with us, right?

you should come with us!

itll be fun!

So Komaru would be there too— their...friendship is odd, all things considered. Not that the knowledge of knowing she’d be there makes the offer any more tempting, but she bites her lip and considers what to say. Not that there’s really much of a question, just keep it blunt and to the point as per usual. No point in sugar coating things.

I’m busy. Maybe next time. She’s not that busy, current manuscript aside. Not that Touko intended on ever not being busy. It’s not her fault that Komaru is too dense to take a hint.

awww :(

pls?

if u don’t wanna get in the water, ill make sure they’ll leave you alone. im sure you won’t be the only one that doesnt want to!!

Ah. She might have to ( partially ) retract her statement on Komaru being dense. Had she figured out her reluctance without her even mentioning it, or had that just been a lucky guess? Maybe it was just Makoto’s luck rubbing off on her...

i understand if you don’t want to come

and i’ll leave u alone if u rlly dont wanna come.

but it wont be as much fun without you there :(

Urgh. Yeah, this girl doesn’t understand a thing, does she? She’s probably not even realized the impact her words have on her. Touko grumbles under her breath, but figures she should respond before Komaru sends another text begging trying to convince her.

Fine.

I’m not going in the water, though.

If this goes horribly wrong, I’m blaming you.

That is a lie. Even if worst comes to worst and Syo feels the need to front for her, she won’t hold it against her. She’s the one who agreed, after all. It’s just one last attempt at offering her an out. To change her mind. Like she should. But Komaru is nothing if not stubborn, so she doesn’t really expect that offer to be taken up on. She starts making a mental checklist of what she probably needs to take with her, doesn’t get very far into that list because Komaru’s response is nearly instantaneous.

yayayayay tnk u touko-chan ily!!!!!! :D

we’ll pick u up k????

ur staying @ the place near the dorms right? see u soon!! ♡♡

Touko grimaces at the butchering of language that is Komaru’s texting ( and ignores her own fluttering heart upon seeing the casual hearts sprinkled in at the end ), and sends back, If you love me, fix your grammar.

The car ride over is mostly uneventful. In that she means she feels like she’s going to have a headache before they even get there and Makoto keeps giving her a sympathetic look. In other words, she’s learned that Komaru and both Asahina siblings should not be left to entertain themselves for the hour-long car ride, but the only silver lining here is that it was only an hour-long ride and hopefully they would be tired out for the ride back.

The highlight of the hour was that even if it’d been a tight squeeze in the backseat, that meant she’d been ( somewhat ) uncomfortably sandwiched between the door and Komaru herself. She’s a little surprised that it doesn’t set off her claustrophobia, but reckons that might just be because it’s too bright to remind her of being locked in a closet. And also because Komaru is generally distracting in close proximity, from the way she’d been halfway sitting on her lap, to the faint scent of what Touko figures to be her shampoo.

She also considers it a victory that she did not dissociate in the midst of that, but probably only because Komaru kept checking on her and apologizing for how close they are: she’d had to bite her tongue several times from saying something harsher than she’d really mean. She doesn't hate Syo, but probably counterintuitive to let them front today: whether they are aware of this, or simply just disinterested in trying to front right now, she is thankful. If nothing else, she would consider this some kind of learning moment. Maybe. Something to draw inspiration from?

Still, once she’s free from the confines of the car, she can actually relax a little— or does for all of two seconds before Komaru has grabbed onto her free hand and started dragging her towards the loud group that she recognizes as her class. Yuta and Aoi had bolted out of the car the moment they’d come to a stop to race to the waters ( she can’t imagine being that athletic and feels tired watching them ). Touko gazes back longingly at the confines of the car and the consideration that she might’ve been able to isolate herself there, but her grip’s pretty tight on her hand. Which is nice, and distracts her from thinking about escaping until it's way too late, and she’s forced to look at the group before her, and—

Slaps a hand over Komaru’s eyes with a groan. “Enoshima, wh-what the fuck, you—” She holds off on the ( derogatory ) word she wants to say, and just scowls at the sight before her. “This isn’t a...a nude beach? Are you t-t-trying to get us in trouble or something?” Granted she’s not technically completely nude, but also more revealing than she should be. Seriously, she would’ve figured that Ishimaru would’ve already told Enoshima off already because what else is he good for ( then again, he is single-handedly the only person who would probably take no real issue with it, or be naively convinced by her that it wasn’t really a problem, so maybe she really shouldn’t be that surprised ).

Enoshima cackles at her. “Don’t be a prude, Fukawa! Or are you jealous? I’m just trying to get a sick tan.” While she’s at it, where the hell is Ikusaba to keep her sister in check? Whatever, that’s not really important, and she refuses to dignify that with a response given that Enoshima probably only wants to get a rise out of her.

Instead, she makes sure to put a decent distance between them before removing her hand from over Komaru’s eyes with a huff. “Urgh, honestly...what on earth m-made her think that was a, a good idea?” She grumbles, glancing around now that she doesn’t have to stare directly at...that.

Actually, now that she looks around, the only seemingly responsible person from their class currently present was Oogami— and honestly, she seems too busy being in love with her girlfriend to count ( if it wasn’t kind of heartwarming, she’d probably be disgusted. Not in a homophobic way, in a general ew PDA sort of way ). As for any else viably responsible: Kirigiri being absent wasn’t a surprise, Fujisaki’s too soft to really keep people in check, Byakuya is...his own entirely separate category, and she would rather die than count Hagakure as responsible in any capacity. And Makoto might be a voice of reason, but she’s pretty sure he’s utterly useless here. Which is probably a horrible sign of things to come, but what else did she expect from anything involving her peers?

“You don’t want to go in the water, right?” Komaru’s voice cuts in through her thoughts, watching her closely before taking her hand to start pulling her along then. “We should set up somewhere to sit, then!”

We? She thinks, but instead attempts to free her hand from her grip and voices, “...Don’t you want to go in th-the water with the rest of them? You don’t have to, uh, to stay with me, you know. I’m not a k-k-kid.”

Her expression looks conflicted. “Well, yeah, of course I do want to! But only for a bit, probably? I mean, it’d be kind of rude to leave you alone since I asked you to come?”

She ignores the way her stomach twists at that, and purses her lips. “Technically s-speaking, Makoto asked first. You aren’t— it’s not rude of you to want...to want to have some fun without me. I know I’m n-n-not fun to stick around.” She knows she wouldn’t want to stick around herself if she had the choice. “It’s not like, like I wasn’t prepared for th-that.”

“Yeah, but— that’s the thing. You shouldn’t be! And I want to spend time with everyone, and that includes you too.” And now she’s sulking. God. Fukawa is about to growl back something she’ll probably regret saying, but is saved from doing so by a much calmer voice interrupting, having overheard their argument.

“Why don’t you go join your brother for a bit? Fukawa-san can join us if she would like to. We have an extra seat.”

Celes looks hot— and she means that in a very literal sense ( mostly ), decked out in one of her usual frilly black dresses. She looks out of place in the hot summer heat. Touko is also not sure where and how she managed to get a table out here ( and tea, apparently, and you know what she’s just not going to question it ), but Fujisaki is already pulling out the extra seat in offering, and she sighs reluctantly. Better this than feeling like she’s holding Komaru back.

“G-G-Go. Or...or I’ll let Syo toss you in the water.” Not really a threat - if anything, Syo would dive bomb into the water with her. Argh, maybe she should’ve just let them front today...

( No, no she shouldn’t have. The only person currently present that Syo would’ve mostly listened to would be Komaru— and maybe Makoto or Fujisaki if they were feeling generous— which is an entirely different set of issues she doesn’t want to linger on. Needless to say, she doesn’t particularly want Syo to cause chaos today )

Touko is saved from having to argue further with her on this because as Komaru opens her mouth to protest, Yuta comes to steal her away, blabbering on about something about a game they should play: and while he’s definitely as oblivious as his sister, she’ll consider that a good thing, just this once. The only words Komaru manages to get in is to ask Toko to keep her bag for her, which she would’ve done anyways, picking it up from where she’d dropped it. She watches them wander off ( and only looks away when Komaru starts discarding the clothes she’d been wearing over her swimsuit ) before trudging over to sit next to Fujisaki, who flashes her a small smile as she types away on her laptop.

“I am surprised you came, Fukawa-san. You do not seem like the type for these activities. You are usually quite disinterested in participating in these kinds of things, in fact. Did something change?” Ugh. This is why Touko hates being around Ludenberg. Because she’s observant, generally only bested by Kirigiri in that regard, and is generally good at picking people apart when it comes to lies and acts and fronts ( though Touko would argue this is from personal experience, and not from being a gambler ). And this fact would have irritated her, quite honestly, if she had not self-sabatoged herself by taking it as an insult, instead.

“I-I-I get it. No one really wants...wants me here. That’s what you meant, right...? You don’t have to r-remind me.” She grits her teeth. If nothing else, when she isn’t busy lying, Touko can appreciate her honesty. The tiny hand that wraps around her wrist stops her from saying anything further, even if it doesn’t take much to wrench her arm out of Fujisaki’s grasp: but she gets the feeling she is only able to do so because she isn’t actually trying to hold on too tightly.

“I’m sure th-that’s not what she meant, Fukawa-san...” Ever quick to play peacekeeper, she supposes. Touko simply grumbles at her and rolls her eyes. “...Especially since not everyone was available today, it’s nice that you were able to join us!”

“Yes, it is a shame. I would have liked for Yamada-kun to have been able to help with my tea, today.” Celes sighs as if disappointed— really? That’s what she’s on about?

Touko does a second look at who is not currently gathered, and denotes, “Is Maizono st-still out on tour...?” She thinks Komaru had mentioned something like that in passing.

“Yes! Maizono-san is on tour, Yamada-kun is at an important convention, Ikusaba-san, she’s...doing some kind of training...? I think Kirigiri-san is supposed to be on the tail end of a rough case, and...” Here Fujisaki pauses to giggle into her hand. “I sh-shouldn’t really laugh at this really, but Ishimaru-kun got sick. Oowada-kun had to force him to rest since he had been trying to work through it and made it worse for himself... or so that’s what I was told.”

Oh, so that’s the reason she hasn’t heard the loudmouths today? She might take back her sentiments on Ishimaru being useless, but he’s on thin fucking ice. Of course the overachiever would get sick during the summer holidays— apparently, she’s not alone in that thought.

“Only Ishimaru-kun would get sick during vacation and still manage to find a reason to not take a break.” Celes rolls her eyes, but Touko gets the feeling she’s amused too.

“So wh-what you’re saying is, uh, is that Oowada’s going to get sick next...right? I guess— we’ll find out if idiots get s-s-sick or not.” Touko quips— which earns a softer laugh from Fujisaki, so that’s pretty good.

Of course, it wouldn’t be like her if she didn’t put her foot in her mouth almost immediately afterwards by asking why they aren’t going in the water: she’s not really surprised because Celes rarely participates in gym ( and coming from Touko that says a lot ), but she was pretty sure Fujisaki wasn’t that self-conscious of herself. Not as much? Not that she really has any place to talk in that regard.

“Well, we already went to the beach at the start of the summer holidays! I’m not really missing out on anything, and it’s probably not my last opportunity to go during this break anyways.” And then, a little more sheepishly. “...Also I’m close to making a breakthrough on this code, I think. I wanted the fresh air, but I don’t really think I can afford to take much of a break right now.”

“She would have stayed on the train if I did not warn her we were approaching our stop, I believe. And not all of us can be like Enoshima. The brazenness of that woman is truly something else.” Touko is not sure if she says that from a place of respect or fear, and honestly she relates. And also doesn’t say any further on the subject because Celes gives her a dirty look.

Her gaze goes back out to their peers— she is pointedly avoiding needing to look at where Enoshima is— and spots Komaru and Yuta splashing around with Aoi and Oogami. Well, it looks like just splashing at least, from where she’s at. And Hagakure, who really just looks like an out-of-place sea cretin with the way his hair floats on the water’s surface, so. There’s that?

( No, she’s not at all envious of the fact that all of them get to have fun because they don’t have crippling fears: the ocean does not instill the same fear of confinement that a cramped bathtub does, but fear— there is still the fear that something will tug her down and her body will simply let herself dragged underneath out of instinct, a fear of something worse if she tries to fight for survival— )

Focus. She can feel the way her breath catches a little, the uneasy way her heart beats and concentrates on calming down. She doesn’t seem to have gotten Syo’s attention yet, nor anyone else’s, thankfully. She’ll just...watch Komaru for now, yeah. It takes a moment to relocate her, head breaching from underneath the water and surfacing like...like one of the sea’s legendary enchantresses. She means that in a wholly respectful way, of course, watching the way she shakes the water from her hair, mouth open in a wide grin while she laughs. Touko doesn’t need to hear her to know that on the sole basis of her appearance— the bright look in her eyes is enough to say she is happily enjoying herself without her.

On that note, hm. Maybe she can use some of that for the basis of her next novel— something about a siren and a lady visiting the sea? Tragic romances are always a hit, aren’t they? Okay maybe a tragic lesbian romance is more self-projection, but that's besides the point. No one has to know its self-projection if people eat it up like anything else that has her name on it.

Or maybe you need to talk to a therapist more often? Syo contributes helpfully, apparently having become more conscious at some point. Maybe her panic hadn’t gone as unnoticed as she thought. Not that they’re wrong, but talking to a therapist isn’t exactly going to help with her gay pining ( unfortunately, she wishes it were that simple ).

Yeah, that’s not something she really wants to linger on, and as if Celes can read her mind, says, “How do you ladies feel about a bet?”

“Pass.” Touko says immediately, because she is arguably far from a smart person, but she is smart enough to know to not take her chances against the ultimate gambler. Celes ignores her.

“You see, I would bet that Komaru—”

“No. We’re leaving h-her out of it.” Toko interrupts, and Fujisaki ( thankfully, like the god sent angel she is, even if she seems too good to be real ) nods her agreement.

“I don’t think Naegi-kun would be really happy if he heard us talking about his little sister like that...” Her reasoning is fair, if nothing else.

“Fine. Do you think Naegi-kun is going to interfere on Togami-kun’s behalf, or help Kuwata-kun?” A painted fingernail points out the trio by the sea. Kuwata seems pretty intent on forcing Togami into the sea, suit and all, much to his disdain. The duo is yelling, probably. On the other hand, Makoto just looks like he doesn’t know whose side he’s supposed to be on here.

In the end, it doesn’t matter because by some luck ( or lack thereof ) Togami manages to trip on a washed up stone and ends up taking the other two boys down with him. The heir doesn’t even look all that mad, really, as Kuwata dunks him back under the water in retaliation: she knows what his angry face is, and that is not it, even if it looks kind of like he’s swallowing a lemon.

Or maybe that’s just her and her sour mood feeling like she’s swallowed several lemons raw because Touko doesn’t know how to make lemonade out of all the citrus life has handed her.

“By the way Fukawa-san, about Komaru—” Celes starts, but is interrupted by Komaru’s sharp yelling, which is followed by the wet feeling of her arms wrapping around her. Touko frowns, pushing her away.

“You’re w-wet.” She states the obvious as she makes a face, not that that seems to stop her. “Are you...you're done going in the water f-f-for now?”

“Mhm! It’s too cold in the water, honestly. You’re nice and warm.” Komaru hums happily, and she grabs a towel from her bag to wrap her up in it before she ends up being the next sick kid. “I was thinking we could maybe spilt a snack...? And then we could make a sandcastle! Asahina-san was telling me about shells she saw earlier that we could use?” Touko bites back a small snort at how childish she sounds.

“Yeah, yeah— let go of me, s-so I can get up...” She agrees, ignoring the curious way Celes’ watches their interactions. She mutters something that passes for a thanks before she leaves ( not that she thinks Fujisaki notices at that point, full enraptured by her laptop screen ).

By snack, Touko realizes that this is more of a way of making sure she eats lunch— Syo had not so accidentally let it slip once that when she gets caught up on things, she has the tendency to skip meals. She bites her tongue on saying that it wasn’t necessary and instead pays for their meal because she can do that, she has the money to spare for that kind of thing: and she knows she doesn’t need to, but sometimes she feels like she needs to make it up to her before Komaru gets sick of their friendship.

And if it comes off like a date, that’s simply just coincidence.

When they return to the shore, Komaru drags her off to an area a little more secluded— she doesn’t really realize this at first, simply accepting her fate to follow along, but notices she can’t really hear anyone else. It helps her relax, feel like she doesn’t need to be so guarded.

( It doesn’t stop Touko from briefly complaining about how sandy she’s going to get because of this, which is annoying. And then immediately shuts up because Komaru offers to let her borrow her clothes, and she has nothing coherent that she can say to that. She eventually manages to spit out a no when it becomes obvious Komaru is waiting for her to say something )

“Well, okay then. You can always let me know if you change your mind.” She says, then, “Oooh, Touko-chan! It looks like there are tide pools over here!”

Komaru leaves her to pick out shells for them to use while she does the dirty work of constructing a sand castle. “So you won’t end up too sandy,” she explains. “And I trust your eyes to pick out nice shells.” She can’t really complain— although she almost makes a scathing comment about the fact that her eyes can't really be trusted when she wears glasses— and just keeps away from the waves for the most part. The water laps at her feet while she lingers around the tide pool, and then returns with the fruits of her search.

It’s...not an awfully constructed sand castle. Well, that’s probably more than a little generous to say. You know, if she was going to compare it to something kids made. As it stands ( or doesn’t, if Touko is being honest ), it’s probably not the most...concretely built and looks like part of the base might fall apart at any moment, but doesn’t say anything as she dumps an assortment of shells at her feet. And then pulls out a towel, so she can sit and watch her work. It feels like there’s another problem with this, but she can’t quite place what it is; it’s probably not important enough to point out.

Going back to the novel idea: maybe it’s not about a siren after all. Maybe it’s about a sea princess instead. A lonely girl drowning in the waters called home, in a lonely castle, and—

“Here you go!” Komaru plops a shell into her hand with no warning and beams at her. “It’s nice and pretty just like you, Touko-chan. So you should keep it!”

She definitely doesn’t almost tear up upon hearing that, swallowing thickly as she bites back a self-deprecating, Are you sure it’s not just ugly like me? Instead, she picks out a small shell from the pile and holds it out to her.

“...H-H-Here. Completely plain and, and average like you.” And cute, but that’s not important. Still, Komaru looks like she’s actually said something of worth as she throws her arms around her neck.

“Thank you! I’ll take good care of it.” She acts like she’s given her a houseplant or something of actual value, and not a shell.

Stiffly— because she still really doesn’t know how to respond in these kinds of moments, despite being friends for a few odd months now— Touko pats her back and mutters, “It’s not that big of a deal.”

“It is!” Komaru pouts at her. “It is to me. Isn’t that enough?”

She opens her mouth to point out that she’d really just been reciprocating a gesture, but the wave crashing over them interrupts the conversation— oh yeah, she thinks absently. That’d been the other problem that she’d noticed when Komaru had started building, but hadn’t thought it was a big enough issue to point out.

Once she processes that yes, that happens, her first thought is how cold she is now, soaked to the bone. Touko represses a shudder and tries to ignore the fact that she will need to shower later because salt water gets itchy. The second thing that occurs to her, in the midst of this, is that now Komaru is wailing into her shoulder.

“I should’ve been more careful, I’m sorry Touko-chan! You’re okay? You aren’t upset, are you? I thought th—” Touko leans forward to cut her off. Her lips taste like salt, and vaguely reminiscent of the sweet snack Komaru had coaxed her into splitting. She wants to bite down on her lip, a nervous habit, and pulls back before she can accidentally manage to bite the other’s lips instead. The implications of that are a lot more than she’s willing to handle right now, and averts her gaze as soon as she leans back, so she does not have to acknowledge her actions.

That doesn’t stop Komaru from throwing her arms around her a little too eagerly, a grunt at the impact of their bodies colliding. “Too m-much.” Touko manages to wheeze out, and before she can start apologizing again, follows with, “I’m not upset. I should probably just...just buy something overpriced from one of th-the nearby shops since our clothes are soaked now...”

She takes this in fairly good stride, jumping to her feet and pulling her up by her hands. “Can I pick out an outfit for you? It’ll be fun!”

Their ideas of fun are very different quite frankly, but considering Komaru won’t overthink her appearance like she does, thus meaning it’ll be more time efficient. And quite frankly, she’s tired, so she just agrees. On the condition they can just go take a nap in the car afterwards.

Touko doesn’t quite agree with Komaru’s fashion choices, but she picks out clothes that cover up everything that needs to be hidden, so she can’t exactly complain. Nor does she complain when they do less napping and more snuggling in the backseat. Which means on the ride back, Komaru ends up falling asleep on her shoulder. She thinks about how pretty she looks in the light of the sunset.

Maybe she can rethink her next novel being a romantic tragedy.

#tokomaru week 2021 #toukomaru #tokomaru #komaru naegi #toko fukawa #touko fukawa #danganronpa #* zhi writes

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ily u and ur lumpygrab content so much :'0 i don't have any content to offer to the pool and I get easily embarrassed about digging into fandom-y stuff on main but. i rlly like the headcanons and art and fics u put out and im happy to see another neurodivergent trans person making content about a fixation i've been tip-toeing around since before quarantine :')

anon ily too!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️ this is such a nice comment I didn’t answer this for a few days bcos I was just rereading it- it made me so happie :) and oof I feel u lol I’m also kinda embarrassed about fandomy stuff which is why I made an advtime specific sideblog- but cringe culture is a hell of bitch to grow up with an ur valid!! I hope one day you won’t feel so embarrassed bcos no one should feel embarrassed for their interests and hobbies!!😤😤😤 And thank you so much!!! I’m rlly happy people like my stuff as it’s a big comfort thing for me. 

And ND TRANS SOLIDARITY!!! LSP and Lemongrab are both trans autists! My mind cannot be changed bcos I am right. I was actually very embarrassed about hcing them as trans and was kinda like... hoping people wouldn’t realise I wrote Farmworld Lemongrab to be a trans guy bcos I used to be fandom friends with a tr@nsmed (🤢🤢🤢🤢) who wasn’t exactly GREAT about stuff like that... so I didn’t make as much explicitly trans content as I would have liked. 

But I’m finally confident enough in my own identity to make stuff like that and ppl have been really nice! It’s great to see other trans people in the fandom transing their genders (like u!!) and I always get really :’) when trans people say they want to see more trans stuff from me (and autistic stuff too I’m not forgetting about all the icons auting their isms out there and that’s also been hard to let myself make explicit in my fanwork). So here’s an excerpt from a trans fic just 4 u:

“Could yoouuu explain another thing mm... tooo me…” Lemongrab asked nervously.

“Yeah sure.” LSP replied.

“Well… when Iii was in your royal mmmm home there were... photographs of yoouu on one of theee walls. And… um… you looked very... different. In one of them you even had theee beginnings of a little mustache-”

“Oh… oh um…” Her parents were so stupid. She’d been telling them to take those old photos down for years because they made her uncomfortable but did they listen? No of course not. She’d always hoped Lemongrab didn’t know enough about lumpy people bodies to figure out how she was different to other girls, or that at the very least when he found out she’d have time to prepare. That at the very least he wouldn’t find out like this. But there was nothing she could do. She did consider insisting it wasn’t anything important- that all lumpy people grew facial hair as teenagers or that it was for a play or something and that her actual body had never looked anything but female. But then she thought that it might not fully ease his doubts and he’d go looking for the truth from other people- people who would tell him a bunch of evil lies about her, that put a stop to that plan. 

She took a moment to compose herself and tried to detach herself from a situation that would at best be filled with awkward invasive questions and at worst… well… she hoped it wouldn’t come to that. “basically-”

“-I was wondering if you were like me.” Lemongrab blurted out before she could finish. 

“...Whaddaya mean like you?”

(this is from the middle-ish of a wip so apologies that it cuts off and starts weird.)

#lemongrab #lsp #ask #ref #!!! #valid valid!! #lumpygrab #trand lemongrab #trans lsp #my writing

[asthmaqueeneddie]

hi ily, can you write some hcs where Eddie takes care of trans!richie when he's on his period thnx

hello ily2 and yes i sure can because i’m head over heels in love with the idea of trans!richie. 

-so richie first started identifying as male when he was very young. the only person who actually knew that his birth name is “emily” was stan. 

-stan and “emily” became friends in kindergarten and somewhere around third grade she started dressing like a boy. by the time junior high rolled around “emily” disappeared and richie had blossomed. 

-richie’s parents didn’t care much about the transition. a lot of people follow the canon that richie’s parents hate him and go out of their way to be malicious but i don’t think that’s correct. i think they’re just neglectful. like they truly, sincerely don’t care about their child. but the other end of that double-edged sword is that they’re just ignorant enough to refuse to use richie’s preferred pronouns. 

-it eventually becomes so infuriating to the other losers that they can’t stand to be in the same room as richie’s parents. they take richie’s identity very seriously. they don’t play around when any random asshole tries to call richie “she” or “tranny”. that person will never be seen or heard from ever again. 

-richie didn’t know the first thing about girls other than the fact that he wasn’t one so when he started bleeding for the first time he was scared out of his mind. 

-he eventually got the hang of it, concealing it even better than bev. and richie jokes about a lot of uncomfortable subjects but this is one he dances around. he doesn’t like acknowledging the fact that he gets a period but he knows that there are certain things he can’t do once it’s arrived, like swimming in his underwear with the boys or wearing light colored pants. 

-when one of his friends asks why he’s in such a bad mood he’ll just say he’s “bleeding”. the other losers have adopted that term also in order to prevent richie from experiencing any kind of dysphoria or feeling any less like a guy. 

-and, to make an incredibly uncomfortable situation just that much worse, he has the absolute worst cramps in the world. like he’ll be out of school for a few days with bad cramps. there was even the one time he was in the hospital. that was a shitshow to try to explain to the ignorant ass doctors of derry, maine. 

-so fast forward, richie’s 15 and he happens to be bleeding one day. 

-the losers all have plans to meet up at the aladdin after school and catch a movie. but richie didn’t show up to class that day, he also didn’t call any of the losers to let them know he was sick. and that doesn’t sit well with anybody. 

-eddie’s the most worried, of course. he doesn’t even end up seeing the movie with the others despite them assuring him that richie’s not dead. 

-but eddie goes to check anyway. the tozier house is always unlocked because nobody cares enough to even try to prevent a home invasion. eddie makes his way to richie’s room, where he can hear groaning coming from behind the door. 

-eddie barged in to find him curled up on his bed, dampening his covers with sweat and tears. the sight eddie saw before him was all too familiar. 

-”rich, baby, why didn’t you tell me?”

-richie buried his face in his hands as eddie reached the bed.

-”it’s embarrassing….” he said, voiced muffled with shame

-eddie picked up the discarded wet towel on richie’s nightstand and placed it on the moaning boy’s forehead

-”it’s not embarrassing, richie. it’s human nature.”

-the two boys were now laying side by side on richie’s bed, eddie running his fingers through his boyfriend’s wild hair. 

-”you don’t have to go through it. you don’t have to experience this bullshit ‘human nature’.”

-”you know i would if i could, baby. i wish i could take the pain away. i wish i could kiss it better but i can’t, and i hate it.”

-eddie placed a kiss on richie’s forehead. and his temple. and his neck and his stomach and everywhere he felt the slightest bit of pain. 

-”you know….if you really want to help take the pain away i have a suggestion….”

-”beep beep trashmouth”

-”what?! i was only gonna suggest you go to the store and pick me up some ice cream.”

-richie batted his long eyelashes at eddie, who gave him a nice shove in response

-”sure you were” eddie was already sliding his shoes on

-”mint chocolate chip, please and thank you!”

-the two pigged out on ice cream and chocolate and watched some sappy movie neither of them had ever heard of until richie fell asleep. 

so i hope this turned out the way you wanted it to, i really tried to stick to the reddie prompt but trans!richie has a special place in my heart so i kind of just went for it. it took a little longer to write just because i wanted to make sure i got everything at least somewhat correct. anyway, hope you enjoyed!

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#it movie 2017 #it spoilers #it kids #it imagines #it hc #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #ben hanscom #bill denbrough #stan uris #mike hanlon #beverly marsh #reddie #reddie hc #finn wolfhard #jack grazer #jeremy ray taylor #jaeden lieberher #wyatt oleff #chosen jacobs #sophia lillis

[princess-kyky-mtf-blog]

lot’s have happened

So basically, I’m at the best and worst point in my life that I have every been in.

A few days ago, (May 8th) is when I got prescribed estrogen and I started taking it on that day. So yes, I am going through puberty again. I am really excited because my whole life has waited until this day and it feels so surreal. I was literally waiting to wake up from this dream, (I still am) but I never did. This is real life and I am living it. I am so excited and so glad I am alive to experience it.

Life is really tough, but I had to push through it to make it to this day where I could finally experience a life that is more authentic to me. My future is filled with so much hope, I know that one day I will be able to live as me.

Another thing happened recently. I never wrote about me having a crush on someone, and let’s just say “a lot has happened” surrounding this whole situation.

He knows that I’m trans and he accepts me for it. He came to me to ask for relationship advice and to just talk to me about someone he liked and I helped give him the confidence to tell the person he liked that he liked them. They dated for a while and then broke up and I was a part of both halves’ recovery from the breakup. And today, he told me that he likes someone and that he wants to be in a relationship again and I gave him my unconditional support again. 

This whole situation just makes me think that I need to start loving myself more. I have always put all my love into other people and I think that it’s time for me to start putting love into myself and developing a self love. I know that sounds like a really basic thing that everyone should have, but I really hate myself a lot. I feel like it’s time for me to stop longing for people and just live my life now, I am not waiting for any appointments anymore and just have all this time ahead of me to live my life and really just accept and love myself.

ily everyone, you are all beautiful and valid, please be nice to yourselves and have a fantastic life.

#trans #transgender #transgirl #transition #mtf #blog #personal

[liamau]

Rules: Once you have been tagged you are supposed to write 92 truths about yourself. At the end, choose 25 people to tag! Thank you @louisdelicatepaws for tagging me ily!!!! 

LAST [1] drink: water actually lol [2] phone call: my roommate!! [3] text message: the hologc ,, i would di  e for you guys  [4] song you listened to: come clean - hilary duff (lol im gay i knOw) [5] time you cried: a couple months ago bc i was stressed about school [6] dated someone twice: i hooked up with an ex fwb if that counts [7] been cheated on: nope [8] kissed someone and regretted it: oh yeah [9] lost someone special: yes  [10] been depressed: i live, breathe, speak depression [11] gotten drunk and thrown up: a couple times (i was a mesS)

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS: [12] forest green [13] blue (fuckin larrie ass hoe) [14] purple IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU… [15] made new friends: yes! (refer back to the hologc) [16] fallen out of love: never been in love [17] laughed until you cried: idk??? [18] found out someone was talking about you: my mom lmao [19] met someone who changed you: maybe idk [20] found out who your true friends are: eh  [21] kissed someone on your facebook list: i havent kissed anyone in so long rip [22] how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: all but one [23] do you have any pets: a hamster named hashbrown, a betta fish named conchobar, a goldfish named go fiddy cent, and a goldendoodle (she doesnt live with me sadly) named roxy! [24] do you want to change your name: im trans so of course  [25] what did you do for your last birthday: i went to wacky’s and had my first legal drink! [26] what time did you wake up: fuckin 3 in the afternoon  [27] what were you doing at midnight last night: watching netflix i think [28] name something you cannot wait for: JULY 21sT [29] when was the last time you saw your mother: she actually came to town like a week ago   [30] what is one thing you wish you could change about your life: maybe my family. my income.  [31] what are you listening to right now: nothing  [32] have you ever talked to a person named tom: yeah actually he was british  [33] something that is getting on your nerves: my mother (wow shes mentioned Too Often) also my step brother  [34] most visited website: tumblr and ao3 (probs netflix too) [35] elementary: i was quiet and smart 

[36] high school: shitty as fuck. idk why i went back. i went into high school overweight, fucked myself over in 10th grade, tired to reinvent myself in 11th and failed, 12th was better but still shitty and i stopped going for a couple months like 10th grade, and i went for a 13th and hated being around teenagers so yeah. not good. 

[37] college: about to go in and not too fond of school generally  [38] hair colour: brown [39] long or short hair: short [40] do you have a crush on someone: no. never have, really  [41] what do you like about yourself?: is this a trick quesiton [42] piercings: ears are stretched and my nose is pierced (dont rly wear it anymore)  [43] blood type: ??? who knows  [44] nickname: jay, jakey [45] relationship status: single ofc [46] zodiac sign: pisces!  [47] pronouns: he/him [48] fav tv show(s): im rewatching weeds rn! i loved dexter, the100 ruiend my life, OA was good, cant think of anything else atm [49] tattoos: i have an astronaut and some triangles! (hoping to get more soon!!!) [50] right or left handed: left  FIRST… [51] surgery: wisdom teeth in 2016  [52] piercing: my ears i was 14  [53] best friend: umm his name was b**d**y lol figure it out [54] sport: hockey of course [56] pair of trainers: like ,, runners? [57] eating: um i have no idea and i doubt my parents remember  [58] drinking: i think it was my moms red wine  [59] i’m about to: do nothing 

[60] listening: nothing [61] waiting for: money? lol  [62] want: money? skjdhflakd kil l me [63] get married: doubt thats in my future  [64] career: gOd i have no ide a YOUR TYPE… [65] hugs or kisses: kisses  [66] lips or eyes: lips usually  [67] shorter or taller: shorter lol [68] older or younger:  older?  [69] romantic or spontaneous: spontaneous im not big on romance  [70] nice arms or nice stomach: stomach for sure  [71] sensitive or loud: neither? both? idk for this one [72] hook up or relationship: hook up  [73] troublemaker or hesitant: troublemakers can be fun but also,,, not lmao HAVE YOU EVER… [74] kissed a stranger?: yes of course  [75] drank hard liquor?: yup [76] lost glasses/contact lenses?: every single day im so blind i cant see them to find them  [77] turned someone down?: yeah [78] sex on first date?: kind of?   [79] broken someone’s heart?: yeah :/ [80] had your own heart broken?: nah  [81] been arrested? : no thank god  [82] cried when someone died? : yeah of course  [83] fallen for a friend: maybe. kind of. not in a romantic way but,, was def attracted to her  

DO YOU BELIEVE IN… [84] yourself?: fuck no [85] miracles?: no [86] love at first sight?: never  [87] santa claus? : lol no [88] kiss on the first date?: yeah  [89] angels?: no  [90] current best friend’s name: can i tag the entire hologc in this too lol  [91] eye colour: hazel [92] favourite movies: its kind of a funny story, split (ik the issues dont come at me), get out, the conjuring, the dark night, again i could list more but i cant think of any more atm

i tag @daisieslouis @yourgaymajesty @shipandlighthouse @iamlouis @louisfestival and evryone in the hologc !! (dont do it if you dont want to)

#25 is too many fuck that #this already took too long lmao #tag game

[sapphixrey]

After seeing both the convo you had to have about enbies not being automatically trans, I see another similarly exorsexist convo on an *actual enby advice blog* where one of the mods went on and on about how having a "trans body" is different from having a "cis body" after an agender person asked about some previous post where they had originally said something about "looking like a cis woman". That if anything should be alarming to all non-trans non-cis people.

Honestly I lost it after "trans body" and "cis body" like what the fuck does that meanThe only way I will use those terms is to say this: you don't need to "pass" as anything to be trans or nb. If you are a trans boy with boobs and no wish to have top surgery: you still have the body of a trans boy. If you're a trans boy who does have surgery: you have the body of a trans boy too, and you're just as valid as every other trans boy. If you are a nb person, you don't have to alter your body to be more "androgynous". I'm a nb person that was born with boobs, and most of the time, I like them. I'm not any less nb because of that; I have a nb body. If you're cis, shut the hell up about our bodies. And that concludes my thoughts on the matter. Anon, ily and I hope you have a nice day. No matter what gross blogs suggest about you/your labels/your body.

[bigbrotherdovey]

Hi! You don't have to answer this cause I just wanted to say.. I really appreciate you :') I'm always so happy to find people like me! Religious people who don't use their beliefs as some bs excuse to be bigoted and hateful. It really restores my faith in humanity you know? I've had some not so nice experiences with bigoted people of faith, as many people have. I'm bi and trans, you can imagine the things some folks have said... Just- ily, I hope you're having a splendid day, and god bless 💜

I'm happy you're grateful about that. I'm also happy and grateful that you sent this to me.

If I'm supposed to win people over with love, so how is screaming that G_d hates LGBTQIA+ (did I spell that correctly) people going to help? At all? It only does for damage.

Fear tactics are for baddies. Not people who want to win converts. They should know better.

God bless you.