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#I see it in the way my nonbinary dad

uncanny-tranny · 2 years

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I think people assume gender dysphoria is an "online thing" because a lot of trans people who experience gender dysphoria vent about it or make jokes about it online. I certainly have done this personally, and you know why I did so? It's because I knew nobody else who felt the way I did, so I didn't ever express my dysphoria. And you know what? I've seen a lot of trans people say that they, too, analyze their gender and dysphoria and meme about it because they don't have the resources they need to be open fully.

So this is why it's weird when transphobes say that you can detransition people by taking away their access to the internet. All that will do is take away an outlet where a trans person feels safe enough to be open - it isn't going to take away their identity and it certainly doesn't cure dysphoria.

#trans #transgender #lgbt #lgbtq #ftm #mtf #nonbinary #transphobia #transphobia tw #dysphoria tw #when i was a kid i only had access to flash games for my internet and guess what? i still was dysphoric...#...because i simply had gender dysphoria.#now when i got older amd used the internet in more ways i DID vent and discuss about dysphoria...#...and all that did was give me an environment where people GOT me...#....my dad even explicitly said he didn't 'get' my dysphoria and that made me not want to talk about it...#...why would i want to talk to anybody about something this personal if they can't even COMPREHEND it?#i also had plenty of mental health professionals say basically what my dad did and that TANKED my trust in them lol #if i had my spaces irl and online taken away where i could be myself fully then my depression would be worse absolutely #and it will likely be that the trans person would bottle up their feelings until they cannot anymore (speaking from experience)#this post is inspired after seeing one of the worst 'takes' about dysphoria i have ever ever EVER seen #(though i have seen it repeatedly it doesn't make the 'argument' any more convincing)

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dragon-in-a-fez · 10 days

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incomplete list of fun stories about my dad:

at uni he and half a dozen of his friends stole a half-ton stone statue of a lion from another college, got it on a barge, and hoisted it up under London Bridge where it was found hanging the next morning

my mother and I once lost him at Trafalgar Square and he told us later he was just sitting on top of the plinth of Nelson's Column waiting for us. we never found out how a 55-year-old professor who barely ever went outside scaled a 6 metre bronze relief of the Battle of the Nile or why he thought we would look for him up there

he worked for the UN for a while and ended up in Prague on a research trip in the '60s. within three hours of landing he'd ditched his government handler and found his way to an underground anti-Soviet resistance speakeasy

he was raised Catholic. when the Vatican came out against the birth control pill he formally left the church but only after screaming "all you care about is controlling women" at his priest in public and sending the Pope a personal hate letter

when I emailed him to tell him I had started seeing a nonbinary person he wrote back with a six-paragraph rant about how much understanding of the wondrous variety of human experience had been denied to his generation

he got invited to an event at Buckingham Palace back in the '80s and responded with a letter addressed directly to the Duke of Edinburgh saying he might try and make it if he didn't have anything to do at work or anything he wanted to watch on TV that day

one time I was on a bus with him and he saw someone he thought was doing a cosplay but he was very wrong and basically went up to a stranger who was out having a perfectly normal time and complimented her on looking like a robot assassin

he started a formal debating society in his nursing home without any of the staff knowing about it

#my dad #stories

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p-h-a-n-t-a · 10 months

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Nimona was the first piece of media i found after realizing i was nonbinary that spoke to me, i read the webcomic every wedsneday in my history class in 7th grade. Middle school was hard for me because i was one of two kids in my whole grade that was out as some form of queer (pan, i didnt come out as nb until high school) and i lost a lot of friends from it. But also from just being "weird." I tried to come out to my dad at one point and heard nearly the same line balister says to nimona in the new movie "wouldnt it be easier to be a girl?"

I am now 21, working in a library where i see kids gravitate more and more towards graphic novels and we have the nimona graphic novel on our shelves, and i have waited so long to watch the movie, that when i finally watched it, i could not believe it was not just speaking to me, but screaming to me. Im a nonbinary individual that loves men in a queer way, and yet has been a weird little girl outcast for things other people did not understand. I have seen grown adults attack children online for not being straight or cis, and seen them say it is under the guise of protecting their kids. In the time between now and reading the webcomic in my history class, i have felt so many different ways about my identity and my existence, and holy shit does the nimona movie speak to me. In almost every stage of my life.

N D Stevenson, and all the people who made this movie survive and be possible, you were able to reach into the core of my being and make me feel just as seen as i first did when i laughed about shark boobs in a middle school computer lab. Thank you so much!!

#nimona #nimona movie #nd stevenson #eugene lee yang #riz ahmed #balister blackheart #ambrosius goldenloin #nonbinary #pansexual #pride month #pride #you can tell i care because im actually tagging shit #oh my god this movie is one of the most important pieces of queer media to me rn

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cardentist · 1 month

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Fam how can one be trans in the direction of their assigned sex? I'm not even trying to make the idea sound ridiculous or anything. I'm genuinely curious and want to understand. I thought the whole meaning of trans was that you feel or act in the opposite direction of your assigned sex; if you're transfem but you're afab then to me that's just cisgender??? But like please explain to me how that's not the case if that's what you and others strongly feel so I may grow my compassion

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well ! while I personally am not intersex, I DO want to highlight intersex people first and foremost.

gender and sex are very Very complex, and I think generally people don't consider the way that being intersex can play a big role in that!

there are intersex people who are afab who are also trans women, there are intersex people who are amab who are trans men, there are intersex people with many Many different relationships with sex and gender and anywhere in between !

an afab person can be born with masculine sex characteristics and transition the way trans women often do. that person May identify as trans, they may not ! that trans person may not even consider themselves a woman depending on who they are and what they want !

I Do think there needs to be an effort to be aware of and make space for intersex people within the trans community, and really the wider queer community as a whole. as it's often something that's given a footnote without deeper thought into the ways that intersex people Actually interact with our communities.

which I don't blame people for not already knowing ! that's the whole point of trying to educate people in the first place ^^

and as for Myself

labels are, ultimately, a form of gender presentation. what you call yourself is an extension of not only how you see yourself, but how Other People perceive you.

I could call myself nonbinary or I could call myself trans masc, and both would be Accurate. but people have certain traits and expectations and associations when they see those labels. there are assumptions made about the kind of life that I live, the things that I want, the things I might experience, that change depending on which labels that I use.

and that's not Inherently a bad thing ! I mean, that's part of why people Like labels. but it Can be a struggle for people whose gender is Funny.

I could Also describe myself as genderqueer or multi-gender or genderfluid or gnc or-. I've tried on lots and lots of labels, and for the most part I haven't thrown any of them out, I just keep them in a box under my bed and take them out when relevant.

I've been wrestling with the feminine aspect of my identity for a very Very long time. I've been aware that I'm some level of trans masc. that part was easy. I want a deeper voice, I want things about my body to change, I don't want people to look at me and see a cis woman.

but I Also like femininity. I've found that after accepting myself as trans masc and slowly growing an environment where I am Perceived as masculine, I've started getting euphoria at presenting femininely in the Same way that I did (and do!) get about presenting masculinely.

but that feeling doesn't carry over when I'm perceived as a cis woman. it's Quite Uncomfortable for obvious gender reasons.

and while I may not know the exact Words that I'd use to describe it (as I've said, I've been chewing on it for Many years now), I've gotten a clearer idea of how I Feel.

I want to be Visibly trans. I want to be perceived masculinely And femininely. I want to transition masculinely to present femininely (and sometimes butch, sometimes like your dad at the ace hardware store, I contain multitudes).

and of course, figuring out what I have going on has involve a lot of exploration ! it's the same way I figured out the whole trans masc thing in the first place. seeking out other trans people and other Things About trans people feeling things out.

I find ! that I have a lot of shared experiences with transfeminine people. both in how I feel about certain things, some of the presentation that I want, and in how people would React To said presentation.

my femininity Is Trans, I don't relate to cis womanhood. but I Do relate to trans femininity. which is really awkward for me, because it's difficult to describe it to other people fjksldljkasfdjklfasd

(I don't personally consider myself a trans woman mind, but I'm certain there Are people who are trans men and trans women at the same time. gender is complicated, sex is complicated. labels are malleable and sometimes situational)

Could I describe myself with a different label? probably ! I've got lots of them. but when I Don't put emphasis on this aspect of myself people assume that it's not there. insist that it Couldn't be there, and I don't know what I'm talking about. and those people who Would act nasty towards me probably aren't gonna change their mind just because I changed my bio. but it feels Nice to assert that aspect of myself when other people are trying to tear it down.

part of me feels like I should post the intersex portion of this by itself, because people tend to engage more with shorter posts and there's nothing Short about my gender situation ljkfdasjkls

but ! I dunno, if this makes even one person understand the gray areas of gender and presentation a little more it'll be worth it.

thank you for taking the time to ask ! and especially for doing so kindly ! I do hope you'll see this

#discourse #long post #intersex #genderqueer #nonbinary #multigender #trans unity #queer unity #moral of the story is that gender is a fuck

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skateisawesome · 3 months

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dear the young trans girl who gets my bus,

i shouldn't know that you're trans, i don't know you at all. but i'm an observer. couldn't help but see how you always have the flag painted on your nails and the pride pins on your bag and the words on your phone case saying "trans pride".

i think you're about 12. that or you're just super short for your age. either way you're not big and cool, you're small and scared.

i know your friends don't get it. i've watched them make fun of other people for being gay or for coming out as nonbinary. i've watched as you sat there while that other, older girl, rants on about how so-and-so said she was a lesbian but now she thinks she's bi.

but most importantly i've watched them make fun of you. i sat there on the bus silently as your "friends" sat around laughing while saying 'you're a boy?? oh my god i had no idea you were a boy!' and they giggled and giggled for the whole 20 minutes. i sat there as you cowered down in your seat after saying 'no i'm not' about a thousand times over.

so i'm sorry. for not saying anything. for not interfering. i'm sorry you are friends with them, one day you'll realise that you deserve so so so much better. i'm so sorry that the only person who you seem to actually have decent conversations with is your younger brother. i'm sorry that your dad had to start getting the bus with you so that the bullying would stop. i'm sorry that all i can give you is a smile and a glance across as busy bus. i'm sorry that this is the world.

so dear young trans girl who gets my bus. you don't know me and i don't know you. but i watch you every day afterschool to make sure you get home safe. i make sure to smile at you and your brother, give you my seat if the bus is busy. i always give the older girl an attitude and purposely bump past her on my way to a seat.

it's not nearly enough. but i promise i'm looking out for you.

this year, i promise i'll do more. i'll tell them to leave you alone. for as long as you tell me, you're a girl. a gorgeous, lovely, amazing girl.

love, skate

#transgender #skate has words

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thesapphicsoldier · 1 year

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Now that we have confirmation (sorta) that Willow is pan and Hunter is bi, I think the owl house may just be the gayest show ever.

There are literally so many queer characters it exceeds tumblr’s photo limit!!

There’s also Darius and Alador who are shown to like each other in the finale (or at least Darius does), and the titan who is implied to to be genderqueer in some way.

I cannot believe this is a Disney show.

* Ps. I moved all of my cartoon posts to this blog, so follow that one if you want to see more like this.

Image description: photos of owl house characters each with their respective pride flags on their cheeks. First is Luz holding up the otter onesie, flags being bisexual and gender non-conforming. Second is Amity clasping her hands together while she smiles, flag being lesbian. Third is Eda smiling, flag being bisexual. Fourth is Raine smirking, flag being nonbinary. Fifth is Willow with a surprised expression, flag being Pansexual. Sixth is hunter also with a surprised expression, flag being bisexual. Seventh is Willow’s dads holding each other, flag being gay with a text saying “I think”. Eighth is the collector shrugging, flag being nonbinary. Ninth is Lilith with a hand over her chest, flag being aroace. Tenth is Masha looking surprised, flag being nonbinary.

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imasinnerimsorry · 11 months

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Smoking Is Bad For You

Fei and Harry are step-siblings, and Fei is curious about Harry’s smoking habits. A bit too curious. And Harry decides to teach them all about it.

**NOTE: This is a Dark!Fic, so there will be dark themes mentioned in this story, such as drugging. Please be warned, and do not read if you are sensitive to themes like this.

SMUT; Kinks include: Dark!Harry, CNC, choking, slapping, spitting, degradation, smoking, dacryphilia, squirting, manipulation

Harry sat in his room by the windowsill, his sativa sitting right beside him. He brought a blunt up to his lips, taking a puff and inhaled the smoke that tried escaping his mouth and nostrils. He loved to smoke, it gave him a feeling that was second to no other. Actually, no, it was second to the feeling of sex.

He loved the feeling of euphoria that a hole could bring to his cock. The way the walls of the cavity he was inside of would wrap around him and wring the semen out of him like a damn rag. The way the person underneath him would squirm and cry and let out noises that they dare wouldn’t do in public. That was his favorite feeling. But he hadn’t felt it in a while, and he was yearning for it very badly. So, he smoked to at least feel some sort of pleasure through a different medium.

As he stayed in thought, Harry suddenly heard his door creak open from behind him. “Hey, Harry!,” he heard a voice greet him. It was that of his stepsibling Fei.

His dad and their father got married about six months ago, and their parents’ relationship was something beautiful to see evolve. Fei and Harry’s relationship was pretty symbiotic- not anything negative like how the media portrayed stepsibling relationships. He was quick to learn a lot about Fei, they’re nonbinary, love videogames, and they’re booksmart. They’re a bit too booksmart to be honest; they didn’t know anything outside of their academics. He could imagine that they’ve never been to a party, drank alcohol, smoked, done any sort of debauchery; they’ve probably never even had sex, which was sort of intriguing to Harry.

As they walked into his room and closed the door behind them, their nostrils inhaled a peculiar odor. They had only smelled it outside whenever Harry had his friends over to play some football, but never smelled it inside of their house. What could it be?

They looked at the small object he had in his hands, and their nostrils pinpointed that that was where the smell was the strongest. Maybe it came from there? “What’s that?” Fei asked him while they pointed at it, genuinely curious about this object. “It looks kind of like a cigarette.”

Harry looked down at the blunt in his fingers and then back at Fei, letting out the most guttural laugh he could at their innocent statement. He answered, “It’s a blunt. I guess it’s sort of a ‘weed cigarette’?”

Fei was amazed. A cigarette made with weed! That’s how people smoked it? But then their concerns started to creep up, remembering the nightmares they were taught in school about smoking. “Isn’t-” they made sure to lower their voice when speaking because they felt naughty talking about such things, “Isn’t smoking bad for you? And what if our dads found out?”

Harry scoffed at his sibling’s concerns and took another puff of his joint. “First of all, my dad knows I smoke. And your dad will just have to deal with it, I guess.” He took another puff. “And second of all, smoking is bad only if you do it too much. Many people do it because it makes them feel good. They wouldn’t smoke if it did them more harm than good.”

Fei had such an intrigued look on their face as their brother explained this all to them. It was such a taboo thing to talk about, but hearing Harry’s simple and nonchalant explanations to their questions made them feel ashamed for thinking of weed in such a negative way. Fei wanted to make it up to their stepbrother, and only thought of one way.

“Well, what if I tried your weed?”

Harry coughed and choked on his own spit after hearing his step-sibling’s request. It was so sudden and so bold, yet so innocent in their delivery. He didn’t really know how to tackle this. “My weed? You wanna try it, Fei?” Fei nodded in front of him with a cute little smile on their face, sparking Harry’s intrigue even more. “Hmmm,” he thought for a second. Then, he smirked as a lightbulb lit up in his head. “No.”

Fei was confused. “N-no?” they asked Harry, as to which he shook his head “no” in confirmation. “But why? You just said it could make people feel good?”

Harry put his hand on Fei’s shoulder, looking directly at them as he responded. “Well, the one I have isn’t for beginners. Maybe I can get you one that you can try tomorrow?” He noticed Fei’s face light up again at his suggestion, making him smile as well. Thank God his and Fei’s dads were away for work for the weekend.

“Okay, I guess that makes sense! It’s like when people drink alcohol. You don’t wanna drink… what’s the one that starts with a ‘V’ again?” Fei scrunched up their face as they tried to remember the name of that one beverage.

Harry couldn’t help but to chuckle. “Vodka?”

Fei laughed. “Yeah, vodka! You don’t wanna try vodka as your first drink! You gotta start with champagne or wine or something small!”

Harry chuckled again, but was curious about Fei’s knowledge of alcohol. “How do you know about liquor?”

“My classmates do it at college a lot,” Fei began to explain. “Sometimes, it makes the girls really dizzy and clumsy, so their boyfriends or girlfriends and their friends have to help them out. At least that’s what I hear them say.”

Harry’s smile remained, but his eyes got darker as he listened to Fei’s story. It was funny to hear their innocent description of girls getting blackout drunk at college parties. But, that made him think of the plan he thought of earlier that made his lightbulb’s shine even brighter.

Fei began to walk out of Harry’s room, having a little skip in their step as they thought about trying weed with their step brother tomorrow. “I’ll see you later, Harry!” They turned the corner to head to their bedroom, and Harry took a puff of his joint again. He chuckled at himself, still thinking about his plan for tomorrow. He knew it would fall through.

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Harry was thrilled as he drove away from his friend’s house with the pack of weed and drugs in a black plastic bag sitting in the passenger’s seat. He was pretty much about to taint his stepsibling’s innocence, which he wasn’t at all guilty about. He’s helped some of his friends over the years try out some pretty weird yet exciting things, and they all enjoyed it. But, this wasn’t just the weed he was thinking about- he was about to drug Fei.

The plan in his head was simple: Go home, roll a couple of blunts (one for him and one for Fei), except one of the blunts was going to have something his friend referred to as “pussy powder”. His friend justified that it would make anyone with a pussy “automatically wet and ready for taking”, something Harry definitely wanted for Fei. He knew Fei was a virgin and that virgins get wet due to literally anything, but he was afraid that his sexual advances would scare Fei into running away or even telling their dad about it. Or worse- Fei would tell his dad about it. So, he had to improvise.

Harry arrived home, running to his room and slamming the door behind him, quickly setting the scene of his plan. He dumped everything out of his plastic bag, and got straight to rolling up. He had never laced someone before, but he had seen his friends do it especially when he himself was in college, so he was familiar with the concept. So he took his timed to get it correctly.

Until Fei knocked on his door.

“Harryyyy?” Harry heard as Fei called out his name from the other side. “Can I come in?” They asked, their cute voice ringing in Harry’s ears as he started to rush his process. He stammered out his response, “S-Sure, Fei! Come in and lock the door behind you.”

Fei walked into the room and made sure to follow their older step-brother’s instructions, locking the door behind them, even using the chain to close it tightly. They walked by Harry’s bed and sat themselves right beside Harry, who was quite the nervous wreck as he finished rolling up Fei’s designated joint.

“Hey,” Harry said as he forced a smile upon his face. “This one’s for you!” He handed Fei their joint, and watched as Fei observed it like it was some specimen in a science lab. “Just gotta light it,” he lit up his own and brought it to his mouth to take a puff, “See?”

The younger step-sibling let out an “Oh,” as they watched Harry light up their blunt for them. They fidgeted in anxiousness awaiting for the moment they could finally give smoking a go. And finally, Harry gave them the okay to give it an inhale. Fei took a puff of their joint almost immediately, and Harry chuckled as he watched them. It was a nervous chuckle, but Harry was quick to smile and cover it up. Fei coughed and let out a gust of smoke from their nostrils and mouth, they used their hand to move some of the smoke from their face. “Whoa, that was nuts!” They exclaimed as they looked at Harry for a response.

Harry could only nod his head. “Yeah, but you get used to it after a while.” He took another puff of his as his own anxiousness started to get the best of him. He and Fei took some more inhalations of their blunts, and Harry didn’t even bother to engage in any sort of conversation. He just really hoped his plan would work and that the “pussy powder” or whatever it was called would work.

About 30 minutes had passed, and Harry noticed Fei crossing and uncrossing their legs repeatedly. Briefly, they would hump the bed, quite obviously to Harry, as they tried to adjust themselves. They seemed to be frustrated, not only in a confused way, but in another way he knew all too well: sexually. Perfect.

“Why are you fidgeting, love? Something the matter?,” He inquired, knowing what was wrong, but wanting to hear how Fei would explain themselves.

“I- I don’t know. After I inhaled the blunt, something started happening to my body,” Fei responded, stopping themselves from looking at Harry as they spoke. They were confused and slightly embarrassed. They didn’t really want to tell Harry anything. But, maybe he could help because he knew about weed and he was also older than them, so he definitely had much more knowledge and experience than them

“Aw, what happened, honey? You can tell me anything! I am your big brother after all.” He made sure to reassure them and stress that this was a judgment-free zone. They could tell him anything. “Tell me, please? I won’t tease you or anything.”

Harry noticed how Fei closed their legs more tightly and kept their head down as they replied to his question. They still felt embarrassed, but were also willing to tell him after the reassurance. “Um, I’m feeling a bit tingly and I- I think I’m leaking.”

Harry slyly smirked at their response. “And where is that happening?”

Fei looked down between their legs. Almost as if they were indirectly pointing at their nether-regions. “Um, d-down there?” Hopefully, Harry knew what they meant.

“Aw, sweetheart, down there?” Harry said with a phony-concerned tone. Fei nodded. “I know this sounds a bit embarrassing since I’m your step-brother and all, but I think if I get a closer look at it, I’ll know what’s going on. Besides, I know all about weed and studied medicine when I was in university!”

Fei thought for a moment. Were they really about to let Harry look at them down there? No one had done that before with them- not even they themselves had done it before. But, Harry had a point. He did know about weed and did study medicine. So maybe he could help. So, Fei laid back and kept their legs spread, lifting up their oversized shirt and exposing their panty-covered cunt to their step-brother.

Harry placed his hands on top of Fei’s thighs immediately. As he tightened his grips on the inside of their thighs, all he saw was a literal river of their juices pouring out of their little hole onto their panties. Harry was amazed; he should have laced them a long time ago.

“Let me take a closer look at it-”

“No!” Fei screamed. They really didn’t want him to see them down there. What if they were on their period? Does weed even start periods like that?

Harry calmed them down with a stroke of his hand on their thigh. “It’s alright, dear. It may be a bit embarrassing, but I’ve helped my other friends through this when this happened to them.” He was lying slightly. Of course, people got horny when they smoked, and he’s fucked people whenever they were high, but he had never fucked his friends through a laced blunt. He could never do that to them. But with Fei, it was different. He was intrigued to know what it was like. And honestly, he had to try however he could. “Let me take a look, okay?”

Fei was super embarrassed when Harry looked at them between their legs, but because Harry’s grip on their thighs was so strong, they couldn’t move from his grasp. So, they just let him do as he pleased. And hopefully he could help them with their problem.

Harry pulled Fei’s underwear to the side and his eyes widened as he looked at their bare cunt. Their lips lacked any hair, but were covered in their wetness. “It’s not your period, sweetie! You’re just getting wet.” Getting wet? Like there was water coming out of them?

“You might be horny, Fei,” he said with a conclusive tone, almost like he was a doctor.

“Horny?” Fei’s heard the term before, but didn’t know what it meant or even if they were, in fact, horny.

Harry laughed at their confused tone. “Let’s run through the symptoms, and you can say ‘yes’ or ‘no’ if you have them, okay?”

Fei nodded their head as they happily agreed to it. “Sure!”

Harry put out his hand as if it were a piece of paper, and used his other to simulate him checking boxes off of a list. “Alright, are you feeling needy? Like you really want something, even if you don’t know what that something is?”

Fei thought for a minute, then answered, “Yup! I don’t know what it is, but I want something soooo bad.”

He checked an imaginary box, then continued. “Is it throbbing here?” he asked as he placed a hand on their cunt and opened their lips just a bit to expose their clit, and he felt Fei squirm a bit at his touch.

“Y-yes. Quite a lot actually,” they said with a bit of hesitation in their voice.

Harry began to rub his palm around in slow circles, seeing how Fei would react. He then noticed them squirm even more and screw their face in a way that looked desperate. “I just tested you to see how you would react. And yes, it aligned with my ‘horny’ diagnosis. Everything you confirmed to me actually aligns with that diagnosis, too.”

“So, I’m horny?” They questioned him with a tinge of sadness in their voice.

Harry sighed. “Yup, it happens sometimes when people smoke. It’s not a bad thing. But, there’s only one way to cure it.” The man continued making circles over his step-sibling’s panties as he spoke, watching the reactions their face made very closely.

Fei managed to speak through Harry’s touches, soft pants escaping their lips throughout each word they spoke. “How- how do you cure it?”

Harry’s hand stopped rubbing on the mound of her cunt and he laid it onto the inside of one of Fei’s thighs. His other hand made its way onto the other thigh, and Harry collapsed onto his knees on the ground, his head landing between Fei’s legs and in front of their pussy. “You have to have an orgasm.”

Fei gulped as their stepbrother said those words. They knew what having an orgasm was; their friends would go on and on about orgasms or “cumming” in college. But, did that mean Harry wanted to have sex with them? They never had sex, and honestly didn’t really know how it worked. So, naturally, they asked him.

“Um, I have to have sex with you to get rid of it?”

Harry widened his eyes, a bit shocked that they knew that sex led to an orgasm; they seemed a bit clueless to him rubbing their pussy, so how did they know about sex? Harry replied, “Well, yes. Do you know what sex is?”

Fei didn’t know quite exactly. All they knew was that it’s how people had babies. And honestly didn’t want to figure anything more out about sex from their stepbrother. “Um, no. But I’ve heard my friends talk about having it?”

Harry spread Fei’s lips again and began to use one of his thumbs to circle their clit. “Oh, yeah?,” he questioned, and he brought his mouth down to Fei’s entrance, placing a kiss onto their skin around it.

Fei gasped and nodded their head. “Uh, huh,” they answered. “Harry, wh-what are you doing?”

Harry continued placing kisses over Fei’s exposed cunt and pressed his circling thumb down onto their clit more. “Tryna get you to orgasm! Isn’t that what I just said would help you feel better?”

The young one let out something of a moan as Harry sped his movements up a bit, and felt something fleshy enter their hole. It was wet and moving around inside of them, feeling every ridge of Fei’s core. Although confused, Fei leaned their body onto the bed, their back arching a bit as the sensations started to make them react to Harry’s touch more.

Harry moved his tongue a bit farther into their core and continued to rub his thumb against their clit. From the sounds falling through Fei’s mouth and the way their back arched, he could tell they were enjoying this. He decided to try something else, bringing two of his fingers into her cunt and moving his mouth to replace his thumb. He pouted his lips around Fei’s cunt and began to suck on it. His fingers started to make thrusts inside of them and and his mouth made slurping noises as he continued.

“Harry, I don’t think we should keep doing this,” they said with a pleading tone as they looked down at their step-brother going ham with their cunt.

“If you really didn’t want me, you wouldn't still be here, bunny.” He had a point there, Fei thought to themself as Harry continued his little sucks on their clit and thrusts of his fingers in their wet, warm pussy. They moaned as Harry swirled his finger around their walls, and a certain spot made them moan even louder. Fei covered their lips in shock and embarrassment.

Harry noticed this, and forced Fei’s hand from their mouth. “No, I want to hear you make as much noise as possible. That can help the horny go away.”

Fei nodded and Harry started to fasten his movements. He looked up into their eyes which encouraged Fei’s moans to get louder without much embarrassment.

Harry suddenly grabbed their thighs a bit too tightly, making them wince in pain. Fei tried to move away from Harry’s hands, but Harry pulled them back towards him and slapped Fei’s inner thigh. “Just stay fucking still, Fei! Fuckin’ hell you can’t fucking listen? I’m sure you’re a good student at school right?” Fei nodded, they were a great student. They always listened to the teachers and stayed obedient with them at all times.

“So why can’t you fucking listen to me, bitch!” Harry slapped Fei’s cunt a couple of tmes before shoving his fingers back inside of them and repeatedly curling them in a “come here” motion. “Take my fucking fingers! Scream and cry all you want, I don’t care. Just fucking take it,” he voiced drawing out at the end as he continued his previous motions with their clit to his mouth.

Then, Fei felt something build up inside of them- felt like they had to pee. “Harryyy,” they called out to him, drawing out the last syllable of his name, “Harry, I think I have to pee.”

Harry kept circling his tongue around their clit, his fingers thrusting in and out at a pace that was too fast for Fei to handle. When he heard Fei cry out about having to pee, he knew what was really happening. “It’s okay, honey, just let it out for me,” he said, continuing with his motions.

But Fei protested, pushing at the top of his head for him to stop. “Harry, I really need to go, please stop!” But Harry ignored them.

Instead of stopping, Harry pushed down at Fei’s lower stomach, intensifying their feelings. He was pushing at their bladder, almost like he was encouraging them to pee on him. Fei kept their thoughts to themselves, wondering why he wanted them to pee. But, they let out the loudest moan of the afternoon so far as they released onto Harry’s face.

When Harry noticed the substance pumping out of their urethra, he quickly moved his mouth around the entrance of it. He wanted to drink up everything Fei shot out.

Fei was so scared at this moment. Harry was drinking their urine! How could he do that? But as they continued to observe the scene, they noticed the liquid wasn’t as yellow as pee. So, of course, they asked their older stepbrother, “What- what was that?”

Harry gulped up the last bits that poured out of her, licking his lips of every drop that landed there. He smiled up at Fei and reached his hands up to the sides of their abdomen, caressing their love handles in a soothing way. “That wasn’t pee, Fei. That was-” he paused for a second trying to think of a fun phrase to call it, “That was horny juice.”

Fei tilted their head to the side as they heard the phrase. “Horny juice? Is that a good thing?”

Harry was lying to them again, of course. He knew it was pee, more specifically squirt, but didn’t want to tell them that. He liked the fact that Fei was so naïve, so innocent. He continued, “Yeah, it’s horny juice. It comes out of the little hole on top of the bigger one right here,” he rubbed their pussy as he spoke to emphasize what he was referring to, “and it comes out when people are feeling horny. And since weed can make people horny, like you are, it makes them pump the juice out even more. Kind of like how you just did.” He smiled at the end of explanation, swirling his finger around Fei’s cunt to get some of their juices onto it. “You want a taste? It’s really healthy. Makes you feel real good.”

Fei bent their head a bit to reach for Harry’s finger. They were intrigued to taste their horny juice, wondering how good it really could be since it came out of her little pee hole. They moaned at the flavor. “Wow, you’re right, Harry!” Harry was pleased with himself as he heard them say this. He watched as they sucked up every drop from his finger. If only they knew how taboo this was, them sucking their own orgasm off of the fingers of their older stepbrother who was just fingering them.

“Well, thank you, Harry,” Fei said, getting up from the bed. “You really helped me out a lot.”

Harry was confused by the sudden change of mood. “Wh-what?”

Fei smiled and made their way to his door. “I don’t think I’m horny anymore. I don’t feel those symptoms you mentioned before, and you got all my horny juice out!” They smiled as they felt so pleased with themselves and the fact that they were able to have an orgasm. It was their first one, and the fact that they were able to do it with their lovely step-brother’s help was all the more rewarding.

But Harry wasn’t pleased. Yes, he was able to make his step sibling cum, that was good. But, he didn’t cum, and Harry hated when he didn’t cum. In fact, he decided he wasn’t done with them. So he made his way in front of his bedroom door, blocking Fei’s path from exiting.

Fei looked up at him, quite confused by his actions. “Um, Harry, I have to go now,” they said with a quiver in their voice.

Harry grabbed Fei by the shoulders, rubbing them a bit. “No, you’re staying in here.”

Fei tried to shake their shoulders in a way that could remove themselves from Harry’s grasp, but to no avail. “Harry, no, I wanna go!”

Harry scoffed and rolled his eyes as he lifted Fei up. “I’m not done with you yet, Fei.” He dropped them back onto the bed, back into the same missionary position, holding Fei’s legs apart with each of his hands on each of their thighs. His grip was much tighter than before which made Fei wince in pain. “You see, when boys get horny, they need to have an orgasm, too.” Harry let go of one of Fei’s thighs, using the one hand to unzip his pants. “It’s just a bit different than someone with your parts. See?” He pulled down both his pants and his underwear, and placed his hand on top of his hard cock. The tip was red and dripping of precum, hinting at his need for release. Harry pointed his cock at Fei’s dripping entrance as he continued, “We need to get our horny juices out, too” He slapped the tip of his cock onto Fei’s pussy a couple of times, making them groan at the feeling. “Even if it means they have fuck the shit out of their virgin, younger stepsibling”.

Fei took a second to process Harry’s words until they realized what was happening. Harry was going to have actual sex with them. That was his penis, and it was about to go inside their vagina. And their thoughts were confirmed as Harry shoved himself into their cunt, making them scream out in agony.

Harry didn’t waste time to begin his thrusts. He wanted to hear every scream, see every tear, feel every section of Fei’s walls rip apart to take him. He listened to Fei’s screams as he continued his thrusts, and it got him harder than he already was, which he thought was impossible. It was something about Fei that just did something to him. They made him a different person.

“Harry, stop! It’s too big please!” Fei yelled at him, trying to push his body away with as much force as their much smaller frame could do. But, Harry took that as a challenge and thrusted inside them even deeper.

“But, you’re taking it like a champ, love!” Harry exclaimed as he continued his little thrusts to fit himself inside of them. “Why would I stop?” They were so tight, but Harry would make it work. He saw a spot of blood stain the shaft of his cock, probably from Fei losing their virginity in such a sudden way, but this only gave him more confidence fo fuck into Fei harder.

Meanwhile, Fei was in pain. “Please, Harry! It hurts!” Fei screamed as their body rocked with every thrust Harry gave them. It was so forceful, and the concerning pain between their legs was too much for them.

“Alright, I guess I’ll make it a bit easier for you,” he said as he brought his thumb down to their clit. It started to rub them in circles, making Fei’s screams turn into pure moans of pleasure. Fei moaned out loud, and Harry’s ears rang. As much as he loved to hear their moans, Fei was screaming a little too much. They started to become more harrowing. They almost- just almost- made Harry feel guilty for what he was doing. But that didn’t stop him.

Harry got himself into a mating press, digging his cock deeper into Fei’s cunt, making Fei scream even louder. So, Harry grabbed their neck with both hands, not only to shut Fei up, but to also use it as leverage for him to fuck into them deeper and harder. All Fei could hear at that moment was the sound of skin slapping and Harry’s animalistic growl. They tried to scream and even breathe, but after a couple attempts failed, so they laid there limp and their cunt just took his cock with every thrust.

“I don’t give a fuck about what you’re trying to say- just take my fucking cock, whore,” he said, making his thrusts more impactful and much deeper than before. His pubis constantly hit against theirs, the vibrations of the impacts spreading to Fei’s clit and maximizing their pleasure. Fei just laid in the bed, taking it all.

But Harry didn’t care about Fei's pleasure at this moment. He was too caught up in finding his own and building up to his release. “You smoked my blunt and got yourself horny like a fucking slut. You deserve what I’m giving to you. You should be fuckin’ thankful.” He thought for a moment, before continuing, “Y’know what? Say thank you.”

“Wh- What?” Fei stuttered.

Harry stopped his thrusts and leaned over Fei’s body to bring his face to theirs. He grabbed onto their jaw and spat directly onto their cheek. Fei whined as it made contact. “Use your ears!” he yelled at her, slapping the same cheek. “Are you fuckin’ deaf? Jeez…” He went back to his thrusts, but they were deeper and slower. He wanted Fei to feel every inch of his length inside of them, tearing them apart from the inside. “I said thank your step brother for helping you have an orgasm”

“Th- thank you, Harry, for ma-” They felt a sting to their cheek, stopping them in their tracks.

Harry wasn’t satisfied. “No, no, no, say ‘thank you for fucking me and making me cum on your big cock, stepbrother.’”

Fei took a couple of seconds to process his words, their brain still fuzzy and cheeks still running with tears, but finally gained the strength to speak again. “Thank you for fucking me and m- making me cum on your big cock, stepbrother,” they said, forcing a smile on their face as they said it.

Harry evilly smirked, satisfied with Fei, as he started to increase the velocity of his thrusts, his balls hitting against Fei’s ass as he did so. “You’re so good to me, Fei,” He said with a growl. ��Takin’ me so well, draining me out.”

Fei shook on the bed as Harry fucked them, and their screams were again shushed as Harry wrapped one of his hands around their neck and pressed down. Harry let out an evil cackle and spat on Fei’s face again, barely missing their lips, before he spoke, “Imagine what your dad would think about all this? What he would say about you smoking like a naughty and disobedient child. He would look at you so differently, right baby?” Harry cooed at the end of his statement, almost to rub it in to hurt Fei’s feelings. Fei cried and tears were running down their face, but their grip around Harry’s cock became tighter, forcing Harry to take harder thrusts.

“You’re fucking your stepbrother for fuck’s sake, Fei! How dirty of you! You must feel like such a slut right?” Harry looked down into Fei’s eyes, and Fei could notice how dark his irises became. “Say it,” he commanded them. “Scream out loud about how much of a dirty slag you are!”

Fei sniffled the mucus running down their nose as they continued crying. They managed to scream out, “I’m such a slut, Harry!” They were ashamed of themselves for feeling so good. “I’m so sorry I’m a filthy slut! Please don’t tell my Dad.”

Harry bent down and used his tongue to lick the tears from Fei’s face, never quitting his thrusts. They were salty but so good. “I won’t tell your Dad, honey; it will be our little secret. It would probably give him a heart attack anyway. And don’t be sorry, sweetheart. I can tell you’re lying about not liking being slutty. You’re squeezing me so tightly! And you loved how my tongue felt on your little parts right here, right?” he patted his hand on their pussy and rubbed on it a bit to emphasize where he meant. Fei nodded, but continued to cry.

Then, the younger sibling’s stomach tightened again and they felt the sensation they did when they released their horny juice before. Harry felt their cunt tighten around him even more, knowing that their orgasm was coming, and brought his hand to their lower stomach to press down on it like he did before when he was eating them out. “Um, Harry, the juices are coming out ag-” they screamed before they could warn him, and their squirt landed right onto his torso. Harry felt the liquid launch onto him, causing him to cum almost immediately afterward. “Fuck, Fei! Take my cum, love. Fuck!”

Fei couldn’t even feel Harry’s cum squirt inside of them as they were busy trying to calm themselves from their own orgasm. Harry could see his own cum leak from their cunt, and the sight was so delicious. They wanted to lick them out again, but decided against it as he thought it might have been too much for them. Instead, he pulled out of them, his dick softening as the last of his cum squirted out. He laid next to Fei onto the bed and sighed.

Harry looked over at Fei, whose face seemed surprisingly elated. “Um, you alright?”

Fei smiled at him. “I liked what we were doing. It felt good, especially at the end. That was the orgasm, right?”

Harry nodded, “Yep, that’s what that was.” He was surprised Fei liked it. He literally laced them and forced them to take his cock. But he guessed he shouldn’t think about it too hard.

Fei managed to take a good look at their cunt, surveying the damage that had been done. It had some weird creamy substance dripping out of their hole. “Is the white stuff your orgasm?”

“Yeah, that’s my cum.” Harry quickly moved on, not exactly wanting to answer any more questions. He valued Fei’s innocence too much. “You wanna do what we did again some other time?”

Fei laughed and blushed at his question. “Yeah, only if you’re up for it though! Even without the weed!”

“Maybe we could try things other than weed, too!,” He suggested, causing Fei to laugh again and walk out of his room, “Bye, Harry!”

#Harry Styles #harry styles smut #imasinnerimsorry #darkfic #dark fic #Smut

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fairypaw · 11 months

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YEAHH TREE TIME EVRERYNYANN

me babbling abt tree under the ✂️

in my humble and objectively correct opinion tree is THE most interesting cat especially with his impact in the books both narratively and the impacts he has for the worldbuilding. Tree is a care free almost lazy, and weird but he makes up for it by being charismatic, highly intelligent, and hes??? so funny?? he met four cats and he makes up a DIFFERENT fake backstory everytime, he's a chronic nonsensical nonchalant nonbinary i love him.

He was born in a unique origin so to say, although putting aside the criticism around The Sisters, Tree or back then Earth, gives us an outsider pov for once and its genuinely so refreshing! i loved Tree's roots and seeing what hardships he went through to be moulded as the clever, witty yet untrustful cat he's become

He overcomes trauma from his origin and his fleeting attachment issues stems from a constant back and forth lesson and events that led him to be disclosed yet painfully longs for a place to set foot.

From the very start, all he ever wanted was just to have something, somewhere, someone to rely on. but from the death of his best friend, to the Sisters "banishment", to his dad's death and every other harsh lesson the world gives that he was better off alone. He slowly comes to unlearn it, by squirrelflight's hope, a quote from him really speaks about how far he's come and how he finally finds grounding and a home, a *family* in the clans

“Her kits deserve to have a

mother, even if only for a short while.”

“They’ll have the Sisters.”

“I guess.” “But Rootkit and Needlekit will have a father and a mother

for as long as they need them, and if they’re in trouble, they’ll always have a Clan to turn to.” PUNCHES A WALL. I LOVE YOU TREE TIMES A GAZILLION !!

Tree knows the bitter lifestyle he had to endure in his childhood, he was so young when everyone around him expected the world, to be larger than life. he would never want that for his shrub babies..

And Tree also embodies the *middle option* that choices and roles arent put into objective boxes, he questions the roles of toms and she cats in the sisters, the way he struggled in his role as a tom, the way he abandons his name, the torment between always wanting a home but constantly taught either by tongue or harsh events that the solitary life, the way he couldnt choose between being a warrior and a medicine cat, to the way he becomes the secret third thing every choice his given.

As a queer person specifically i relate to him but also just in general <3 Tree is a cat who represents healing from past trauma to move forward, who serves justice and sees common ground in every situation, someone who is everything he chooses to be and also he makes awesome horrendous jokes.

#Tree wc #warrior cats tree #warrior cats #my art #warrior cats art #warriors #Tree's roots #MY BABIEST OF BABY BOYSS #I CRY IF I THINK ABOUTVHIM MY HEART IS SO FULL AND ITS ALL HIM #please read his novella its so good hes so ..

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For Transgender Day of Visibility, here’s several books about Gender that I haven’t recommended before (I Think)!

Fine: A Comic About Gender

By Rhea Ewing

As graphic artist Rhea Ewing neared college graduation in 2012, they became consumed by the question: What is gender? This obsession sparked a quest in which they eagerly approached both friends and strangers in their quiet Midwest town for interviews to turn into comics. A decade later, this project exploded into a sweeping portrait of the intricacies of gender expression with interviewees from all over the country. Questions such as “How do you Identify” produced fiercely honest stories of dealing with adolescence, taking hormones, changing pronouns—and how these experiences can differ, often drastically, depending on culture, race, and religion. Amidst beautifully rendered scenes emerges Ewing’s own story of growing up in rural Kentucky, grappling with their identity as a teenager, and ultimately finding themself through art—and by creating something this very fine. Tender and wise, inclusive and inviting, Fine is an indispensable account for anyone eager to define gender in their own terms.

Galaxy: The Prettiest Star

By Jadzia Axelrod & Jess Taylor (Illustrator)

It takes strength to live as your true self, and one alien princess disguised as a human boy is about to test her power. A vibrant story about gender identity, romance, and shining as bright as the stars. Taylor Barzelay has the perfect life. Good looks, good grades, a starting position on the basketball team, a loving family, even an adorable corgi. Every day in Taylor’s life is perfect. And every day is torture. Taylor is actually the Galaxy Crowned, an alien princess from the planet Cyandii, and one of the few survivors of an intergalactic war. For six long, painful years, Taylor has accepted her duty to remain in hiding as a boy on Earth. That all changes when Taylor meets Metropolis girl Katherine “call me Kat” Silverberg, whose confidence is electrifying. Suddenly, Taylor no longer wants to hide, even if exposing her true identity could attract her greatest enemies. From the charming and brilliant mind behind the popular podcast The Voice of Free Planet X, Jadzia Axelrod, and with stunningly colorful artwork by Jess Taylor comes the story of a girl in hiding who must face her fears to see herself as others see her: the prettiest star.

To Strip the Flesh

By Oto Toda

A moving collection of six short stories that explores what must be stripped away to find the truth and celebrates the beauty of embracing who you are. Chiaki Ogawa has never doubted that he is a boy, although the rest of the world has not been as kind. Bound by his mother’s dying wish, Chiaki tries to be a good daughter to his ailing father. When the burden becomes too great, Chiaki sets out to remake himself in his own image and discovers more than just personal freedom with his transition—he finds understanding from the people who matter most.

Sir Callie and the Champions of Helston

By Esme Symes-Smith

In a magical medieval world filled with dragons, shape-shifters, and witches, a twelve-year-old hero will search for their place as an impending war threatens. A thrilling middle-grade series opener that stars a nonbinary tween and explores identity and gender amid sword fights. My name is Callie, and I'm not a girl. I am here as Papa's squire, and I want to train as a knight. In a world where girls learn magic and boys train as knights, twelve-year-old nonbinary Callie doesn't fit in anywhere. And you know what? That's just fine. Callie has always known exactly what they want to be, and they're not about to let a silly thing like gender rules stand in their way. When their ex-hero dad is summoned back to the royal capital of Helston to train a hopeless crown prince as war looms, Callie lunges at the opportunity to finally prove themself worthy to Helston's great and powerful. Except the intolerant great and powerful look at Callie and only see girl. Trapped in Helston's rigid hierarchy, Callie discovers they aren't alone--there's Elowen, the chancellor's brilliant daughter, whose unparalleled power is being stifled; Edwyn, Elowen's twin brother, locked in a desperate fight to win his father's approval; and Willow, the crown prince who was never meant to be king. In this start to an epic series packed with action, humor, and heart, Callie and their new friends quickly find themselves embedded in an ancient war--the only hope to defeat the dragons and witches outside the kingdom lies in first defeating the bigotry within.

I Think I Turned My Childhood Friend Into a Girl

By Azusa Banjo

It's a familiar story: a popular high school student gives their plain friend a makeover and transforms their life. But this time, the path to a new life isn't quite so straight and narrow. Kenshirou Midou has loved cosmetics all his life, keeping his obsession secret from almost everyone except for his childhood friend Hiura Mihate. One day, Kenshirou gets permission to practice applying makeup on Hiura, and the results are earth-shattering: Hiura's appearance transforms from a plain, undersized boy to a pretty, petite girl, and Kenshirou discovers just how freeing it is to apply his passion! Yet he's not the only one who finds the process liberating. Hiura likes the makeup, and the subsequent dress-up in feminine clothes, and decides to start wearing the girls' uniform to school. Kenshirou doesn't understand if he's unlocked something in Hiura, or if he's simply seeing a new side to his childhood buddy that he never noticed before. What are these feelings bubbling between them now--is this attraction truly new?

My Androgynous Boyfriend

By Tamekou Wako and her androgynous boyfriend don't exactly have the most traditional of relationships. She spends her days working hard in the world of publishing, while he spends his time obsessing over fashion and makeup--all with the goal of making himself beautiful just for her. This romantic slice-of-life story is about love, relationships, and breaking with tradition!

#Transgender #LGBT comic #queer #gender #graphic novels #manga #transgender day of visibility #book recs

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numberonecodwomenfan · 2 months

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random konig headcanons because i can and ive seen way too many people writing him as creepy incel pervert loser and i dont ljke it

he got that dawg in him (the dawg is autism)

autism be damned my boy can carve stupid little wooden trinkets

has the dumbest laugh ever. its either high-pitched and giggly literally going “hehehe” or its a loud obnoxious cackle

probably lowkey genderqueer but doesnt know it. like he wouldnt care if someone called him they or she. he will probably never figure it out or acknowledge it, nor would he know what nonbinary even meant if someone brought it up, but its there. hes this pic fr.

hes a cat person. if hes ever invited to a party and the person has a cat, he WILL find it. he will not leave that cat alone.

while he is an awkward loser he is not a CREEPY awkward loser. does he know how to talk to women (or men)? no. but he wouldnt creep on someone or disrespect them.

he was raised by his mom and grandma as the youngest of three. total grandma’s boy. his grandma was a very short, sassy (lowkey mean) old german lady and she loved him more than anything.

his whole family is crazy short. his mom is 5’1”, his grandma was probably shorter. all the women in his family are shorter than 5’5” and all the men are shorter than 5’9”.

adding onto that, he was comically short as a kid. he was short and chubby (plus autistic and jewish, and super quiet, so he really got the bullying quintuple whammy). his family called him kleiner Prinz (little prince) as a nickname (i imagine that his middle name is könig). but then he hit puberty and all of a sudden his dad’s (deadbeat L) genes smacked him in the face and he had a massive growth spurt so the nickname became more ironic than anything

as mentioned i think hes jewish, specifically ashkenazi, because könig is an ashkenazi last name (and also bc im ashkenazi)

he makes really goofy facial expressions. he’s got that hyper-expressive autism (me too bro me too) and he’s used to wearing a mask where no one can see his face, so when hes not wearing the mask, he forgets that other ppl can see the dumb faces hes making. bro makes the shane dawson confused face

thats all :3

#cod mw2 #call of duty #cod #konig #konig cod #könig cod #könig #hes so silly

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robintherobiner · 3 months

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i have to resist the urge to make all my favourite characters trans just because I am.

Nope didn't work, anyways here's my gender hc for the batfam in my all queer au

Alfred: trans (ftm), named himself after his father

Bruce: demiboy (amab), uses Batman to indulge in the demi part of him if that makes sense

Dick: trans (mtf), named herself Fanny because she had to keep up the joke

Jason: genderfluid, either named herself Jane or CJ (Catherine Junior) for fem days

Tim: ??? (ftm. but the m is questionable. might be ftnb. no one knows.) His birthname is Timberly but they shortens it to Tim. he also forgets he's trans and so they accidentally stealth and then he goes to have a shower and gets jumpscared.

Damian: nonbinary (amab), they're the type of person to never come out and then gets annoyed when no one uses the right pronouns because they forget that not everyone can read eachothers minds

Cass: idk if there's a word for it but she uses she/it pronouns. i think growing up being treated like a weapon would effect the way she sees herself, but when she has a choice, she decides she likes it

Steph: agender (afab) peak genderlessness. uses she/her out of habit, but if she sat down and thought about it a bit more, she'd probably use she/it

Babs: trans (mtf) used a babybook to chose her name and didn't realise she'd chosen the name of her dads ex-wife until he blinked when she came out.

Duke: nonbinary (amab) uses he/she pronouns. I think he could technically be referred as dual gender or something but she prefers the label nonbinary