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beatrixstonehill2 · 3 months
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"Are you excited?" Shannon's mom asked her.
Shannon rolled her eyes. "No.... Of course not."
"Don't lie now, let me see that cock, darling."
"Mom.... Come on."
"Don't whine, let me see what a little liar you're being."
"I can't help it...." she complained, spreading her legs. Her previously tiny, two-inch cock was now eight inches, rock hard, super swollen, pushing out her panties. "There. Happy?"
"Oh it's so gorgeous! Look at how big that thing's gotten. Have they started you on testosterone yet?"
"Mom! I'm not going on T....."
"Of course you will, darling. Trust me, you can't avoid it forever."
"You're probably right..... Fuckkkk..... I'm so hard....."
"So masturbate, darling. Your next shoot isn't for another hour, you'll be hard as can be by then. Trust me! I'm so happy you actually decided to do this! You look like you're having so much fun doing these shoots and videos. I've never seen you smile so much!"
"It's called acting, mom. Well, OK, it is fun doing porn. I'm really happy you and dad talked me into giving it a try, but all these expectations are such a hassle."
"Well, we saw those huge udders you started growing and thought you weren't really into the whole school thing anyway. Porn is a much better fit for a girl like you. And the market is soooo hot for trans girls right now!"
Shannon rubbed her uncomfortably big bulge, biting her lip. It felt divine to touch. "I'm lucky I started transitioning when I did. But.... it feels weird that I'm being asked to undo all of that. Like I'm sooo happy you guys got me into this industry, and I'm having a ton of fun, but going through guy puberty is really awkward. I'm already shaving like twice a day, and my voice is cracking during shoots."
"That's what consumers want, darling! Your agent said it, and all the directors and actresses, well, mostly now 'actors', I talked to said the same thing. Guys love seeing trans girls go through male puberty or completely detrans. I dunno, something about seeing a pretty girl with big tits having to become a guy, all the while trying and slowly failing to look like a girl, it gets them off."
"Ew, when you say it that way it sounds gross. But I guess it makes sense. I've only been off estrogen four months and my body is totally sprinting through male puberty like crazy! I feel so fucking horny all the time; I'm cumming insanely hard, too! I'm getting thick body hair already, even my boobs are getting hair on them..... It's so embarrassing, I can't believe guys like seeing this. Keeping up with shaving is almost impossible."
"So you should stop. Like you said, guys love seeing you girls having to go through this and lose all your feminine qualities. It is fun seeing you go from a confident, sexy, curvy girl to a weak, submissive, feminine boy."
"Mom!" Shannon coughed, her voice cracked. She subtly rolled her eyes and played with her cock through her panties. "I'm not becoming a boy...."
"You say that, but you sure are going to town on that thing."
Shannon blushed, giving up trying to hide it. She took out her cock, jerking off, her oversized breasts bouncing and jiggling with each pump. "OK, whatever. So I am going through male puberty. No more estrogen for me. But I'm not, like, going on T and steroids. Or getting my boobs removed. ..... Right?"
"Well, your agent and I have been discussing it, since your detransition is going so well."
Shannon pumped her cock harder. "B-But I'm not detransitioning, mom! I'm just going off my hrt to do porn cause that's what guys want out of trans girls. A bigger cock, the deeper voice, maybe some facial hair peeking through our concealer.... just cute stuff like that!"
"Boy, you sure are in denial, sweetie. You're already going through male puberty. Of course you're gonna go all the way for your porno career. Why wouldn't you?"
"All the way? What have you guys been talking about?"
"Well, see, your next scene is gonna start with you trying to work out in a gym. Some guys will see your bulge through your shorts and..... I wanted it to be a surprise, but you'll be getting your first shot of T! The actors are going to give you a big dose, possibly right into that growing cock of yours..... Then maybe a steroid shot....."
Shannon wanted to fake outrage, but instead found herself pumping way harder. "Mom....! I--I.....! FUCK! Oh! Mmmmmm......!" Shannon came, shooting ten loads of thick cum across the floor, trembling as she held her cock, which stiffened up again in seconds.
"My, my, look at all that stamina! Such a stud, my son is starting to become! Aren't you excited to finally be a boy?"
Shannon bit her lips, nodding, pumping her cock slowly.
"Good boy. You keep playing with yourself and take extra big shots of T, and all the steroids your agent wants, OK?"
"I will.... mom. I'll miss being a girl."
"I know you will, you were having so much fun being beautiful and having huge fat tits like that. But those will have to go, too, in good time. Such a pity, so many girls would kill to have breasts that big and sexy. But you're a boy, darling.... so they've got to go."
Shannon blushed again. "Mmmmm, please let me keep them a while longer? Men can make fun of them.... abuse them, I can do bdsm vids centered around my boy tits! Humiliating me for having ever grown such silly, girly things....."
"Oooo, I like that. OK, you get to keep them a little while longer. But don't get too cozy, dear. Lord knows I spoil you enough, just look at you! Trans girls are such little princesses..... It's about time I see how well you take a little punishment. And when I say those boobs are done getting pulverized, I'll finally pay to have them done away with, the silly things that they are....."
"Thank you, mom..... You know just how to make a boy like me happy...."
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unfoldingmysteries · 2 months
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Hi Mew. I was thinkin about Megumi (or multi jkk man)reacting to reader who is dancing around the house. Like she dances latino or bellydances enjoying her self. To him its a vision to be hold but how does he react. Because reader doesnt feel comfortable to dance around him so its a provate thing to her. But she looks so feminine so happy and unreal while doing it✨I think it would be wholesome 🥹 I dont im just ranting at this point ahah please feel free to do whatever you want with this ask make it fluffy spicy or fluffy spicy u go girl.
Oh Hello Anon! :)
I love this because all the JJK men would be OBSESSED walking in on their girl doing this. I went a lil wild for Megumi but there's a few other (much shorter) ideas for other guys at the end :) [I took this in the curvy reader direction and its all fluff. not really proofread]
DANCING
Megumi Fushiguro x Reader [W/C: ~500]
You've only lived together for about a week. You had known each other long enough, and been together long enough, that Megumi figured there were no more secrets left between the two of you. Leaving him in utter shock as he walked into your apartment after a mission to hear blasting music. The music was so loud that he knew even if he yelled your name, there would be a minimal chance that you'd hear.
There were still a few boxes left to unpack and random cleaning supplies splattered around the place. Y/n must be cleaning? and got distracted? He ventured into your shared space looking for the evidence that you were home, aside from the music.
He stood in the doorframe to your fairly barren bedroom. You were in nothing but a sports bra and sweats. Hanging low on your hips. Luscious curves on full display. He's never seen you so... so... in your element. The thrumming of the beat echoing in his chest matching his racing heart. Mouth falling agape as your hips shimmy from side to side. Curves recoiling in sync. It was the most stunning sight he had ever seen.
Your back to him, his presence still unknown to you. He slowly crossed his arms, leaning his shoulder into the opening of the room. Ignoring the rush of blood away from his head. Trying to hold himself back and let you exist.
Everything he learned about you only made him love you more. He could stand there and observe you for hours if you'd let him. You twirled, eyes closed, arms up, lost in the tempo. His stealth remained. His heart raced even more and his heart filled with joy. Why has she never done this in front of me?
"EEP!"
His smile grew larger as your face flushed the deepest red he had ever seen from you. Stumbling back and covering yourself with your arms. He couldn't help but let out a chuckle at how startled you were, "Please, don't stop on my account."
"H-How long have you been home?" You're practically yelling over the music.
"Long enough." He cant stop smiling. You fumble over to the speaker to turn it down. He follows close behind you, placing his hands on your hips, your body stiffens at the unexpected touch. He leans down and whispers in the shell of your ear, "Please show me again."
"I- 'Gumi..." It finally registers to him that you're embarrassed, trying to shrink away from his touch. He forces you to turn around from his grip on your hips. Your eyes refusing to meet his, causing his heart to ache.
Lifting a hand to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, "You know I love every part of you." His eyes searching for acknowledgement in your eyes. Knowing that he's getting his point through to you. You barely nod in response and his lips crash into yours. He still cant help but smile against yours.
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Gojo Satoru x Reader
I picture Gojo also catching you off guard, but by seamlessly joining you. You really thought that he didn't know about this side of you? He had been practicing on his own so that when the right time came he could surprise you. And surprised you were!!
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Yuuji Itadori x Reader
Is similarly entranced by you and wants to watch for as long as he can. But... he also gets so excited, "You're so good!!!" Causing you to jump and stare at him. He tries to mimic what he just saw you doing, but surprisingly is way off beat. You laugh, the most wonderful sound he'd heard today. Immediately forgetting why you were ever nervous to show him this side of you.
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up-in-flames-writing · 5 months
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This is an old Twitter thread I'm posting here as an archive, when I eventually get banned on there for not tolerating transphobic abuse against me.
Still pretty relevant tho, even tho it was written almost a year & a half ago.
I'm sorry, I don't know how to do alt text, so here is the image ID under the cut:
[Image ID: A Twitter thread made by user Booker-Garet Feniks @abookandabun. The thread reads:
So, lately, I've been seeing some Takes™ on transition on here, & as a transman who looks like a baby butch lesbian, I have some Thoughts™, so here's a thread
First thing's first: I am short. I am skinny (read: underweight), & curvy. I have a more or less conventional hourglass figure. I also have a soft face, big lips & big eyes with long lashes. I keep my nails long & my hair long & when I cut them, they grow back fast
By all means, if I were a woman, I would be, if not conventionally attractive, at least conventionally feminine, with my small waist, wide hips, my long legs, & even my tiny tits. Despite this, I dress masculine. I hold myself like a man, I deepen my voice
My voice is naturally a bit deep, but not deep enough for there to be any ambiguity about what's in my pants. I still speak in a fake, deep voice, & when I introduce myself, I do it with a grin & tell everyone very openly 'my name is Booker-Garet'
Despite this, I do not pass. I am constantly Miss'ed & Ma'am'ed when I'm out & about. People who know me need to be told that I'm a man & go by he/him pronouns. Imagine that, imagine calling a teenage boy with an unambiguous male name 'she'. Imagine how I feel
How I feel when none of my efforts matter. How, when I'm at my most masculine while pre-op & pre-T, people see meas nothing more than a girl. It's distressing. I know what they're thinking, that I'm a tomboy or a lesbian. If they recognise that I'm trans, they don't show it
And, I feel like it's easy to get mad at GNC women. It's easy to get mad at the tomboys & the butches & the studs. 'They think I'm you' you might think. 'You're too visible & I'm not, & they think I'm you.'
I find it easy to blame a lot of ciswomen for this. The ones who tell me I should've just stayed a lesbian (which I never was), that I should've just been a tomboy (which I was), that I'm a traitor to womanhood (so be it). It is easy to get mad at them
It's hard being a trans guy, when the only pieces of masculinity coming from a female person people are aware of are the ones who are women, who stay women & who love being women. I didn't love being a woman. I love women, I love my cis & trans sisters
But I can't help feeling bitter when they perform masculinity & no one denies their womanhood, no one on the right side of history. But I can be my most manly self & even my allies feel that I'd just be better off as a lesbian, as a masculine woman.
As if masculinity is alright, is safe, as long as you're a woman who performs it, but the moment you're a man performing masculinity, you're not worth the time, the effort, the brain power.
Almost as I'd it's easier for people to accept me as a masculine woman, with my deep voice & my masculine name, than admit to the fact that I am a man
It's hard to admit that you don't pass. It's hard to admit that I'm not a 'real man', whatever that means. It's not, however, hard to admit that I don't have privilege. It's not hard to admit that I face misogyny.
It's not hard to admit that if you're AFAB & masc presenting, nothing short of a Thor voice & a Gandalf beard, & body hair like a gorilla will make people see you as anything but a woman. Because if I don't say this, who else will? I can't let people live a lie
I can't let people keep on believing that 'transmascs have it easier', that it's easier for us to pass. I can't let people keep believing that we 'run away from womanhood to have male privilege'. Where's my male privilege, Joanne? Did it get lost in the Owl Mail?
People will keep on believing that we have it easier, that we don't face discrimination, that we don't get misgendered & assaulted & killed. They will keep believing that, & they will keep ignoring us & our oppression, unless someone finally says 'Enough!' & tells their story
& I'm a good story teller, so I'm telling you. I don't pass, I wish I did, but I don't. Many of my brothers do not pass. Stop ignoring us just because you think we have it 'easier'. We don't, & your inaction is allowing us to get killed. Do better
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notabeanie · 4 months
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You know. There are a lot of things you could say about the original scott pilgrim comics, and I find myself profoundly uninterested in saying most of those things. But there is one thing I will say and that is that for all the whatever you wanna say about it I still find the way Brian Lee O'Malley writes women pretty compelling and I think it genuinely changed my life for the better.
Like ok this doesn't mean that much in 2023 because the world is different now. But like imagine it's 2008 and you're 15 years old and you still think you're a girl because you won't figure out that you can be trans for like another decade and a half and up to this point your entire context for gender roles has been the cast of fucking Friends, and someone has given these comics to your brother who is Not A Reader in a desperate bid to get him to Read Something and he remains Not A Reader but you are a voracious little bottomless pit for words and for neat pictures and so you're like ok maybe this mine now.
And you open it up and here are all these girls that are WEIRD. Girls with spiky hair and punky boots. Girls who wear tracksuits almost exclusively. Girls who are surly and don't care if you like them. Girls who have ex girlfriends. Girls who disconsent to sex. This seems normal now, but in 2008??? This was RADICAL.
And not only are there all these weird girls, but the weird girls are DESIRABLE. They're the dream girl. They're the competing love interests. They have exes who are billionaires and movie stars. The main character is melting into a puddle of pathetic goo left and right for all these women who are so decidedly not traditionally feminine. Like these are not Zooey Deschanel "look I have big eyes and brown hair haha aren't I quirky" women these are "we defy the bounds of traditional womanhood and we don't care what you think about it but we will still kick your ass" women.
And like do you know what that can do to to the psyche of a 15 year old whose main gender role model up to this point had been the Totally fucking Spies?? Huge. Enormous. The blasted landscape of gender is unrecognizable as any semblance of what it once was.
Not to mention that thanks to BLOM's art style, people of all genders are drawn basically androgynous and squarish. Sure there's a little tiddy but nobody is stick thin or hourglass curvy or with huge breasts busting out of blouses. It's not exactly body diversity sure, but these are normal ass looking women with completely rectangular legs and they still get to be sexy and wear leather and lingerie and fishnet stockings and be rockstars and dream girls and that was really fucking cool, to me, in 2008.
When I was a senior in high school I got a pair of big fuckin boots and some tights. In first year university I cut my hair like Ramona Flowers' with safety scissors in my dorm room in Toronto. I clomped down Bloor Street past the old Honest Eds and all these hyper local references directly from the books (it was Canadian! Nothing was ever Canadian!) and it felt like I could do this. This was a kind of girl I could be. Scott Pilgrim had opened up whole new vistas for gender expression that I had not previously even known were possible.
Like maybe there was a little roughness around the edges. But there was goodness there. It did good. It helped. It changed me. For a new generation who are looking at those books and can't imagine why they meant so much to someone I just wanted to explain.
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hotluncheddie · 6 months
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I absolutely love your chubby!Steve series!
I think partly because it challenges the fckng fatphobia my family has raised me with, acting like anyone who doesn't "fit" into their clothes anymore is fat and that's bad. Which *i* think is fckng stupid. I'm personally more at ease with my body. While being skinny (always was) ... ever since puberty or hitting my 20s I'm not a stick figure. I have some curves and while that's really nice if you feel comfortable in a woman's body - i've been struggling with gender and my little tummy fat, my thighs, my ass and always felt too feminine. I know I have a nice body (I feel strange about saying that) but in my eyes it's a lot of femme sexy not masc sexy. If it makes sense. But to get to the point 😂 I think your series has helped me too with reevaluating my depiction of whats masc and what's femme. And also how curves on men are hot and good and beautiful.
I'm obviouely not 100% there and probably won't ever be. But it helped a tiny bit! So pleaaaaaase never stop!! It's so good!
I really hope this all makes sense
(at first I wanted to make this anon but I'm gonna be brave about it! And yes it would be okay posting this publicly. But you can also answer if you want, privately)
hello friend!! ty for being brave and sending this! im so so so glad you’re enjoying them!!!
sorry i’m only just answering this too i kept thinking about what i wanted to say bc i never expected these stories to cause these kinds of thoughts. but it’s so cool!!
there is something so interesting about the way androgyny is so connected to thinness. and curves with femininity. like i saw an insta reel and this girl was doing butch outfit inso but she was a bigger, curvy woman and it kinda blew my mind like id never seen it before! they looked great!!
like masculinity and femininity is performance but i totally get the frustration of like having to counteract your ‘base’ in order to perform the way you feel most comfortable. if that makes sense. like i so often want a t-shirt to fit me like it would a skinny skater boy but i also think i look pretty hot naked haha and i know that’s me with my traditionally ‘feminine’ body shape. so i feel like i get what ur saying? sorry if i’m way off
but yeah i’m also sorry you’ve been struggling with your gender i hope it hasn’t been too dysphoric for you!
its just really interesting that you’ve sent me this tho. when thinking about like, how everyone interprets art differently. like, i honestly just started writing them bc i find bigger people really attractive. i wasn’t really trying to say anything about fat phobia but i totally see how it’s all connected. like i just think bellies are hot and i find peoples chests hot, like, boobs or pecs, whatever, its just a really nice, beautiful area. so i kinda wanted to just get that attraction out in writing because im trying to be less embarrassed about what turns me on. maybe that's why i write eddie so goofy, thats me still being a little embarrassed but also just maybe makes it all more accessible to people. idk.
but yeah i guess it’s just nice to talk about different body types, especially with such a traditional american male character like steve. i’ve just never found like a six pack very attractive, personally. i find strength and curves and softness and bigness really nice so idk i hope i’m giving a little more representation to that.
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cairi-fruit · 7 months
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Nadine Ross is often characterized as butch/a stud, especially when compared to Chloe in their relationship… because she’s a black, muscular dark skinned woman. Am I gonna talk about this???
I guess I chose violence today, especially since I rarely text post on here, mostly jokes and ideas when I do, but this is has been on my mind for years tbh. I know people often talk about persons trying to fit queer relationships in a heteronormative lens, making one partner seem more masc and one seem more fem, when that may be the case sometimes, but sometimes partners are also equally fem, equally masc, equally stem etc. Its also the case that black/dark skinned characters are often painted with the masc brush more.
I’m a black dark skinned sapphic. Hi. Maybe I’m projecting? (I mean I project autism onto Nadine too as an autist myself, heyo.) Personally, I don’t see much of a reason in canon to assume Nadine is butch or a stud, she’s not dressed super fem whenever we see her, but we literally only see her when she’s working. It’s in her character to dress practically while Chloe is more chill about that sort of thing. Sure she wears a pantsuit instead of a dress in Italy (uncharted 4) but she was still working and expected worse than Rafe did. Pantsuit is still practical there. She still did her make up and wore cute rings tho. I just don’t see why some people characterize her as allergic to make up, or dresses, or feminine underwear or anything of a similar sort.
Don’t take this as me having an issue with studs or more masc presenting black women, I love them I’m friends with many irl. But as a black woman I can speak to the way black and dark skinned women are often kept from femininity, that femininity is more closely tied to pale skin, “neat” (ie long flowing straight) hair, daintier fames and Eurocentric facial features which Nadine has none of, neither do I. I don’t expect the people who this post will reach to be the ones who still to this day call Nadine trans slurs even because she dares to be muscular (something I have also dealt with irl and showing my face online in the past), but I can’t help but wonder how her race affects this when those people often use racialised language as well.
Think of how women are often slut shamed for what they wear, based on their unchangeable body more than the clothing itself. A thin white woman in a camisole and shorts is comfortable, and a curvy large chested, big booty black woman in the same outfit is a thot. It’s kinda similar in that way, that a small framed white (or lighter skinned, straight haired) woman in a simple shirt and pants is just wearing basic clothes, but a black woman in the same outfit is butch. The way black women who are anything other than HYPER fem with long acrylics, wigs/weaves/braids, complex pretty dresses (which are ALL lovely don’t get it twisted) are immediately coined a masc is just… weird to me. It’s like we have to put more effort into proving we are women and can be feminine too.
If you ask me Chloe and Nadine come across equally stem, I don’t see either of them more or less likely to engage in traditional femininity than the other. Even simple things like the fact that many people write/draw Nadine as taller than Chloe, when being taller is associated with masculinity when Chloe is canonically 5’8 and Nadine is only 5’5. So I begin to wonder why no one portrays Chloe as possibly being more masc in turn. Or even Elena, who we only see look pretty “fem” or whatever, opposed to practical, in her wedding photos.
TLDR: Ask yourself why you might picture Nadine as being more masc than Chloe. Is it just a fun headcanon? Is it seeing yourself in her character? Is there reason you believe that cause of things she actually says and does in Uncharted? Or if it was reversed, that Chloe, or he’ll even a white woman acted the same way as Nadine, dressed the same way as Nadine, would you still assume that she was butch? Or does her hair, build and skin tone add to why she comes across more masculine, because this is a thing many black women, especially sapphics, who don’t present as hyperfem have to deal with irl, myself included. We are often perceived as more masculine, trying/wanting to be men, being called trans slurs or being seen as too masculine in our bodies to be AFAB/being “transvestigated” (which people do do to Nadine), all these things that try to keep us at an arms length from womanhood and femininity. So keep those things in mind when you portray a character (particularly in transformative work, your own OC is a little different).
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just--leaveme-alone · 8 months
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Warning!!! There are some very dark things mentioned in this. (Self harm and rape and murder and other things like that) It's not even anything p0ppy related, absolutely nothing important, just a few paragraphs of trauma. I advise you don't read it but you may do whatever you want, it's your responsibility.
"There's something wrong with me," Wilbur says to the therapist sitting across from him. The man doesn't prompt him, just stares, blankly, waits for Wilbur to continue.
"Have you ever felt like... like you wish you could be the center of attention? But you're also very scared of being the center of attention?"
He pulls the sleeves of his sweater over his hands to grip onto something, to hide even more of his body and feel like a hole has finally swallowed him.
"I feel that a lot. I've always wanted to be sick so people would pity me. I still wish I had some kind of serious mental or physical illness, not because I don't know how difficult it is to live with that. Not because I think it would be fun. But because... I think I deserve it. I feel like deep down I deserve to suffer and I want people to see me suffering."
"At school I once heard someone say 'she deserved that' after someone announced a girl's suicide. I didn't know the girl, only briefly met her once. She didn't seem like a pleasant person, but she certainly didn't deserve to die... not like that. Not at 16. But I think if someone announced my suicide, a lot of people would react like that, too."
He pushes the sleeve back up on his left arm and reveals cuts. Healed over and long forgotten, but they were still there. Forever a reminder of his stupidity.
"I used to cut myself for attention. Also because I was sad and I felt like I deserved the pain, but it was mostly for others' attention. And then one day I got too much attention... And I stopped. I have a few on my stomach, too. They were more for pain than for being seen."
"You're gonna ask why my stomach, right? It's because I hate it. I hate every single part of my being and I wish I was a different person. I wish I wasn't so ugly, I wish I wasn't so fat. I wish I could be pretty and attractive so people would pay attention to me and I wouldn't have to shy away from their gaze. I think I hate every part of myself with a deep passion. But the ones I hate the most are my thighs and my stomach. I want to take a knife and cut every slice of fat off these parts and then slowly bleed out while I cry in agony. But I wouldn't be able to do it..."
"It's... It's not an eating disorder. I eat. I'm not the kind of person to deny myself food when I'm hungry, but I wish I was. I wish I could starve myself until I faint and get even more attention because 'look at them, the pretty and skinny person is sick again, oh no'. I want that attention, I want people to know I'm sick."
"I want to be masculine and feminine and pretty and handsome and skinny and muscled and curvy and everything all at once. I want to look like one of those people who get all the attention when they walk into a room. I want people to love me and talk to me and I want to be able to talk to them, too. I want to be invited to parties where I never am because no one ever wants to talk to me. I wish I wasn't so excluded from life."
"I want to be sick, I want to be mentally ill, and I want to suffer. I want to be raped and killed, I want to be brutalised and beaten half to death. I deserve it, I deserve being hurt. But I want someone else to do it so I can say that they were the ones who ruined my life and not have to face the fact that it was me all along."
"I wish I could hurt myself. I wish others could hurt me. I wish I had enough trauma to drive me to insanity because it feels like I'm already halfway there on my own. Something is very wrong with me and I don't know what. But I know I deserve to be in pain and I deserve to be watched while I suffer..."
With tears running down his face, Wilbur looks up at the therapist and whispers. "What's wrong with me?"
The therapist stares, blankly, and doesn't say a word. Because he can't. Because he's not real and he never will be. Because Wilbur could want all the attention in the world but he will never seek it.
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horrorsequel · 8 months
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dolls help me cos i can express a sort of feminine and fashionable side of myself that i dont feel comfortable expressing with MY body and also honestly can't. like I don't really want to dress very femininely but also since I'm fat, it's not fun or easy to try and get fashionable clothes for myself (and i can't afford to anyway). dolls have always let me express and explore things that i don't have the privilege of being able to in real life (fashion, dating, ect) and I've never really seen anyone talk about this. what dolls sometimes are to fat little kids and even fat teens and adults. so i think with that in mind, it's even more important to ask for fat dolls. We finally have more curvy dolls but none of them are fat, none of them are genuinely "plus size" lol. I think fat dolls could not only help with self esteem but they could also help kids who aren't fat just see fat people as normal and able to have normal lives and relationships.... idk i think dolls do have a lot of impact on how little kids see themselves and even other ppl. Barbie as a brand is willing to admit that but only to call it a positive, to say "Barbie tells little girls they cam be whatever they want!" except fat. Never fat.
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ir0n-angel · 2 years
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A Very Descriptive Profile of Your Muse
Tagged by @lilbittymonster​ Thank you! 🌼
Tagging @st0nergh0ul​ @fiadhaisteach @ranaspkillnarieth @madangel19 @steamcaptain @the-desert-dancer @kenais-posts @madman-of-amargosa and anyone else who’d like to play. No pressure!
Oh dear... Do I use my most prolific character? Or do I use the one I really want to get started on? 🤔 How about my soon-to-be-written first and my most prolific under the cut? Yeah, that sounds good.
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NAME.   Evelyn “Eve” Marion Trevelyan
AGE.   30-ish (haven’t decided exactly)
SPECIES.   Human
GENDER.   Female
ORIENTATION.   Bisexual 
INTERESTS.   Reading, history, swordplay, and horsemanship.
PROFESSION.   Warrior, (briefly) emissary, and Inquisitor. 
BODY TYPE.   Tall and muscular. (Dammit, Bioware, we need body-sliders.)
EYES.  Very light blue-grey with Fade green around the pupils. Formerly hazel blue. Slight squint and always with dark circles/bags. She’s Tired(tm), okay?
HAIR.   Ash-blonde, almost platinum. Formerly light brown. Kept short for practical reasons, but a rather unfortunate case of helmet-hair.
SKIN.   Extremely pale. Formerly more light brown/tanned (sienna? I headcanon all Free Marchers have darker skin tones compared to the southern peoples like Fereldans).
FACE.   Square-ish jaw, thick eyebrows, previously broken nose, high cheekbones, and somewhat full lips. More masculine than feminine. Aforementioned bags under her eyes, crow’s feet, and wrinkles around mouth. She did manage to keep her freckles after being “faded”.
HEIGHT.   6′
COMPANIONS.  All of the DA:I companions, but travels most often with Iron Bull, Dorian, Varric, and/or Solas. Has no major problems with any of the others, though Sera’s a bit too loud a times. Would rather not travel with Vivienne if she can help it and the feeling’s mutual; they’re both very strong-willed women with almost exact opposite viewpoints. 
ANTAGONISTS.   Coryphetits. The Chantry. Templars. Bears. So many bears. Why do the bears always come after her?
DRINKS.   Fresh, clean water is fine.
ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES ?   Doesn’t actually like alcohol, but will drink socially. Ale with Varric and Blackwall, wine with Cassandra and Dorian, and whatever Bull puts in front of her. That last one doesn’t often end well for her. And it never ends well when it’s with Sera.
SMOKES ?   Only when set on fire. Yes, it’s happened.
DRUGS ?   No thanks.
DRIVERS LICENSE ?   Not applicable, but is a very accomplished horse rider.
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NAME.   Honoria “Nora” Morris-Delaney
AGE.   Looks to be between 30 and 35 (I’ve forgotten exactly), but is actually around 240 years old. 
SPECIES.   Human
GENDER.   Female
ORIENTATION.   Bisexual
INTERESTS.   Tinkering, gardening, law, and reading.
PROFESSION.   Previously a lawyer (not her choice), now Minutemen General and resident fix-all.
BODY TYPE.   Tall, athletic, and fairly curvy due to having a baby.
EYES.  Very unusual and striking blue.
HAIR.   Red/auburn (dyed).
SKIN.   Sort of... rose beige? Not pale, but not very tanned.
FACE.   Very feminine, rounded, plucked eyebrows, slightly up-tipped nose, cupid’s bow mouth, and soft cheekbones. Could have been a model if she wanted, but she liked working with her hands more.
HEIGHT.   5′11″
COMPANIONS.  Nick Valentine (former lover, now just very good friend), Hancock (best friend), Preston Garvey (second-in-command, missed opportunity), and Edward Deegan (husband).
ANTAGONISTS.   The Brotherhood of Steel, specifically Maxson. Unfortunately wasn’t able to reason with the Institute, so had to eliminate it; she saved as many as she could. All the feckin’ BUGS.
DRINKS.   Nuka Cola, any flavor. Purified water.
ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES ?   Not enough to get drunk, but occasionally a beer or a shot bourbon. One very memorable night with vodka, nudge nudge wink wink.
SMOKES ?   No thanks.
DRUGS ?  Rad-X or Med-X when necessary. Very rarely berry Mentats. She doesn’t like being out of her head.
DRIVERS LICENSE ?  Pre-war, yes. The car was actually hers.
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ekebolou · 1 month
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Last post again had me thinkin'. And now I'm thinkin' you will be upset with me:
Are there tattoos or other body modifications prevalent in the cultures of Kostas?
There USED to be.
So remember when Aunt Gráinne stopped by to make sure her favorite (only) nephew wasn't fucking up his life by vetting his Midraeic boyfriend and ended up taking him through a dry run of a traditional marriage feast dish by having him draw intricate designs on a duck in berry sauce?
[Wait, did you know Aunt Gráinne has kids? Cole has cousins! They don't talk. He is not in the line to inherit anything on his mom's side and his Dad doesn't have anything, including a side.]
(Surely by now you have suspicions that Cole's family on his mother's side might not have totally abandoned the Old Ways)
So this designs on the duck thing is incredibly difficult to do with edible foodstuffs, like a plain berry sauce, even reduced to its utmost limits, especially if you like to eat your roast duck hot (which is not necessarily all that common - roasts fresh from the oven happen but depending on things like politesse and just practical matters you might be waiting, not to mention unless you're stewing your leftovers you might as well just eat the duck as-is - you're not going to bother getting the oven up to reheat it, and really, even if your oven is already hot because it's winter or whatever why are you going to turn eating leftovers into a production to heat it up again when you can just plop down and eat).
ANYWAY. There are plenty of ways to make it happen, sure, but it's really the last (barely) surviving vestige of the old Ainjir custom of tattooing. This was going out of style when the first King really united the place, never mind many centuries later when Keadar-Ainjir came along and rousted out a lot of the old ways.
While the idea for Old Ainjir's tattooing culture was based in the Pictish body-painting tradition (like big whorls, the whole Celtic knot idea, whole-body), these days I more imagine it more like dot and line than full black bars, like the Samoan traditional tattooing style, but more curvy and whorl-y, on the body like Samoan tattoos but in appearance more like Maori tattoos - not copying or based on or infused with the same meanings as those traditions, of course, but in terms of scoping out what was possible with the kind of tools the Ainjir would have had and what kind of tattooing they would be focused on. (I didn't see them as figurative tattoo-ers, which robs me of the chance to slap my favorite designs, the curvy animals of Scythians and the Altai Princess, on them)
I imagine, given their combative history, ritual scarification was less prevalent than just havin' scars. If anyone's got ritual scarification it's probably the Adineh, but I haven't really worked out the other cultures' relationships to body modification.
I would imagine the Midraeic people were big on tattoos, though I see them as kind of minimalists, and mostly see their tattooing as a feminine tradition. Like I could easily imagine the girls of the Galen family with stripes and dots and little designs around feet, ankles, and hands - maybe collar bones or necks and faces, though probably not very markedly tattooed. Maybe not as complicated as Mehndi, but in line with the Bedouin tattoo tradition, and for some of the same kinds of purposes - life stages, affiliations, luck and/or blessings and wards, but probably also just for fun. I would imagine its tendency to become less marked would date to the height of the Midraeic Empire, when jewelry and precious medals in place of prominent or striking tattoos would have been peak fashion (because they can be changed, and are a sign of your prosperity and place in society, unlike tattoos which are permanent - these prominent folks would still would have tattoos, but they would mostly be tattoos indicative of devotion, and thus more striking and simpler in visible places and larger and more complex in less visible places).
But, of course, that empire falls, and becomes a sign of the Midraeic people's loss of connection with their faith and condemnation by their god. So a lot of those cultural practices are pretty darn faded. And, of course, the Galen family is half Ainjir-Midraeic (different from Nika's dad's Geronese-Midraeic culture), which means tattooing in general would be out of favor because just like in Ainjir, it would signal that one is different, out of step, or passe. (Ainjir-Midraeic are much more assimilated compared to Geronese-Midraeic people, and well... breaking down that whole difference leads to a discussion of why the war the broke out the way it did, which is kind of beyond the scope of this post).
I bet the Wulsh just pierce the shit out of everything. They're Like That. But with minimal dangley bits because they're also big sailors, and that shit can get caught and make one's day worse than it already was.
Anywho, all of this to say, I have denied us the pleasure of a tattooed Cole and Nika, and thus stories of them getting tattoed, or maybe getting tattoos together, or maybe discovering each others' tattoos, and it's a sin.
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mellowattic · 6 months
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Ever had a girlfriend/wife with that one friend you absolutely can't stand? The one that will forever give you the "you are not good enough for my friend" vibe? Yeh, that was Holly for me. My wife Anna has been friends with Holly since high school and the two even shared a dorm and who knows what else in college. The pair are pretty tight. I love Anna and have begrudgingly tolerated her abrasive friend for the last ten years. Anna is a five foot three, blond with a tight athletic body and medium breasts, while Holly is quite the contrast and towers over Anna at five foot eight, dark chestnut hair and sports a very custom built chest and curvy hips. The two have probably drawn male attention since they hit puberty.
Now in our thirties and well into our careers, Holly was largely out of the picture until that fateful day I came home from work and found the two of them lounging in our living room. I put on as happy a face as I could and she gave me a surprisingly tight hug. We chatted and drank a little before I retired to my office, while the girls stayed up. Anna later explained that Holly needed a place to stay as she had gone through a rough breakup and left her job in the same week. Holly has always been very type A successful, so I found that a bit hard to believe and absolutely did not want this woman in my house and Anna knew it.
"What can she do to convince you it'll be ok?" Anna asked with a bit of a pout.
Without thinking I replied "She'd have to suck my dick and take it in the ass before I'd even consider it!" I immediately regretted the response as Holly is still Anna's best friend and I respected that.
Anna looked at me with a raised eyebrow and replied "How do you know she wouldn't be into that?" I assumed Anna was placating me and was ready for a shower and bed after a long week. Anna went back downstairs to continue her visit with Holly and I passed out.
I woke the next morning to a warm hand on my cock and my lovely wife staring at me "I took care of Holly and I have a fun surprise for you tonight" Anna said in breathy voice before abandoning my hard on and wiggling her ass off to the bathroom. I love that ass and watching her is always a delight, maybe some day she'll even let me fuck it.
It was an uneventful Saturday that wound down with the two of us at a local Italian place, downing more than a few glasses of wine. "Are you ready for your surprise?" Asked Anna with a playful smile.
"I'm ready to finish what we started this morning" I replied, tracing light kisses across her neck as we headed to the car.
Once home, I grabbed a drink and went through the mail as Anna dashed to the bedroom. By the time I made it in, she was dressed in a bustier, thigh highs and stilettos looking absolutely stunning. "I like my surprise" I massaged her firm ass as we kissed. Anna responded by grinding her hips into me and stating "This isn't the surprise at all..." With that bit of implied mystery, she pulled my clothes off and pushed me into a chair. I could only stare at her and ponder how gorgeous she was. The staring ended as a blindfold slid over my eyes and Anna's sexy voice whispered into my ear "Do you want my mouth first?" without waiting for my answer, she slid down my body, pushed my legs apart and had both her hands and mouth on my hard cock. The blindfold made the sensation even more intense and I was in heaven. Anna pulled away making me groan and then went back to using just her mouth. I could now feel my dick bumping the back of her throat, probably the first time she's been that deep. I vowed to buy more of whatever that wine was.
Anna's hot mouth was bobbing up and down on my cock and I could not help but put my hands in her hair and fuck her face. She whispered "that's really hot" in my ear and as my dick was wholeheartedly agreeing, my brain began doing some confusing math. I went to pull off the blindfold, but was stopped by feminine hands. "Let's enjoy the moment before you see who's mouth you're fucking". Hard to argue and whoever's mouth was on my cock was doing a superb job.
"Fuck her face baby, I want to see you push your cock into our little sluts throat" Anna pleaded before her soft lips hit my own. "Do you like having a little slut sucking you while you kiss your wife? Is that as hot to you as it is to me?" Anna didn't let me answer as her lips crashed into mine again. "Is she doing a good job baby?"
I responded, "she's not as good as you (I missed the hand action), but she does seem very motivated."
Anna tweaked my nipple and replied "she is very motivated, I cuffed her hands behind her back and told her she had to make you cum or I'd help you finish in her virgin ass."
I nearly came just hearing her say that, we've dabbled in dirty talk, but this was a whole new level. "In fact, there's a remote control plug in her ass to warm her up" and with that I could hear a subtle buzz and the mouth on my cock moaned powerfully enough to send vibrations through my entire groin. It was at that point things finally added up. The wonderful mouth desperately trying to make me cum had to be my arch rival Holly.
"That's Holly, isn't it?" I asked between gasps. With that Anna pulled the blindfold off and as my eyes adjusted, I was treated to an amazing sight. Holly had her knees on the floor and was prone over the footrest that matched the chair I was sitting in, naked with her hands cuffed behind her back. The image was made even sexier by the mascara running down her cheeks as she focussed 100% of her energy on my hard cock.
"You said she could stay if you could use her mouth and ass, right? Well, I told her that and she jumped at the idea. Turns out the bossy Holly is quite the opposite in bed" and with that Anna once again triggered the plug in Holly's ass and I suspect she came as the moans vibrating through my cock where now combined with a squeal that sent a sensation into my dick I will forever try to recreate.
"Are you enjoying her slutty little mouth or would you rather finish in her ass?" With that said, Holly doubled down and I put my hands back in her hair and pumped my cock down her throat. "That's it baby, fuck her mouth, I want to see you cum down her throat, make her take your cum" Anna's voice trailed off as she moved behind Holly and fingered her pussy "she's so wet baby, I think she really likes being used like this" Anna shared as she looked me dead in the eyes and fingered her own nipple as well.
I couldn't take any more and with two handfuls of brunette hair, pumped my cock into Holly's mouth and blew shot after shot of cum, groaning as she swallowed and all the while Anna pumped her hand on Holly's pussy. As I came back down to earth, Holly was still shaking and had clearly orgasmed again.
I layed back trying to catch my breath just as Anna came back over and sat in my lap facing away, pulling Holly's face into her pussy "I need to cum so badly, I don't care if the tongue is male or female". Moaned Anna as a surprised Holly resigned herself to serving her friend.
Anna's hot little ass wiggled on my cock as Holly did her best to make her cum. "That's it my beautiful slut, a little suction on my clit, be a good girl and make me cum". Uttered Anna as she pressed the anal plug vibe remote to full. Holly wiggled and thrust her face into Anna's very wet pussy as both neared orgasm. I reached around and pinched both of Anna's nipples as her head tossed back and she came on her best friend's face.
Covered in a sheen of sweat and all of us breathing heavy, Anna turned her head back and asked "Do you like your surprise? Think you'll be ok with Holly spending some time here?"
My renewed hard-on now pushing into her ass was probably answer enough, but I still responded with "I like Holly much better when my dick is in her, but are you ok with that?"
"I would probably have said no if you had asked me last week, but after we spent last night drinking and talking, the lovely Holly came clean that she's been attracted to me since high school and a bitch to you because of it. I've always thought she was attractive as well, but had no idea she was submissive in bed until our chat" explained Anna. With that Holly looked up, makeup smeared all over her face, the sheen of our cum surrounding her bright red lips and nodded with a shyness I had never seen from her before. It turned out, under that control freak exterior lurked, an until now dormant submissive with a touch of a humiliation fetish.
We all relaxed and took in what had just happened, while Anna wiggled her ass on my growing hard-on, before rising and pulling me by my hand to follow her. "Little Holly has several more holes you may enjoy" uttered Anna as we both knelt behind the prone Holly. Anna stoked my cock and aimed it at Holly's wet pussy as I grabbed her hips and pushed myself into her friend.
Holly moaned and her head rolled back, while Anna undid her cuffs. "Ok Holly, be a good fuck for my husband" breathed Anna as she sat back down in the chair we had previously occupied. With that, we could make eye contact as I fucked her friend in slow deep strokes, grinding into her and soon bottoming out. Her pussy felt amazing and I knew I'd get to enjoy it for some time as my second orgam would take a while.
Holly moaned "fuck me, please fuck me" in a single syllible utterance. Anna looked at me with pure lust, she was getting off on this nearly as much as I was. "Fuck her harder, make her beg for your cock, she's been such a bitch, this is your chance to make her pay" Anna hit the vibe in her ass again and I could feel it through out my cock. Holy hell, what an incredible sensation. Holly was no longer able to form words and emitting more of a groan as her body twisted and shuddered though another orgasm.
"You know she's never had a cock up her ass? Would you like to fix that? Would you like to own this little bitch's ass or would you rather finish in her pussy and save her ass for tomorrow?" words I could hardly fathom coming from my wife's mouth. I was finally getting close and the sensation of Holly's pussy clamping down on me each time she came and the subtle sensation of the vibe in her ass was pure heaven. I reached over and grabbed my wife's face and kissed her hard as I came in her friend. Anna looked surprised at first, but was soon moaning into my mouth as we savored the moment.
The unreal night ended with a slow cleanup and all three of us passed out on our king size bed. I woke up early to the two of them spooning, their pillows covered by mains of blonde and brunette hair and a bedroom that looked like a bomb had gone off.
I snuck off to the shower, careful not to wake the sleeping beauties and reran the evenings activities through my head. Was this even real? Was this woman who has treated all of us as if we were her lowly employees for the last decade now our personal sex slave? With that I wrapped up the shower, threw on some sweats and headed to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee.
An hour or so later I heard the shower come back on and the giggles of the two women. They both appeared in the kitchen a few minutes later and thanked me for the coffee as if it were any other Saturday morning in suburban America.
It was Anna who tackled the elephant in the room with "so, did you like your surprise? Do you think your dick can handle that for the next month or two?"
I could only nodd. Anna, looked over at Holly and said "thank him for accepting you as our pet" and as if they had planned it, Holly walked over to me, dropped her towel kissed me hard on the lips and uttered "thank you sir for allowing me to stay at your home, I understand my body is yours to use anytime you wish". I'm sure my eyes were saucers at this point as she slid down my body, pushed my sweats down and engulfed my cock with her hot mouth.
"Our little slut likes having her mouth on your cock and I think she really likes it when you fuck her face" deadpanned Anna as she looked me straight in the eyes. Was my wife really asking me to face fuck her best friend and more importantly, why was I not doing exactly what she asked?
Hands back in Holly's thick mane, I made sure my cock was firmly lodged in her throat as I leaned back against the counter and fucked the most enthusiastic mouth of my life. By now she had me pretty figured out (deep throat, tongue action and a hand at the base of my cock) and I was not going to last much more than ten minutes. The squealing and moaning added to the experience as Anna peered across the room and licked her lips. Damn, this was real and I was going to cum in her mouth again. She seemed to sense it and with two handsful of her hair I gave it one last push before letting go. She swallowed it all before pulling away gasping for breath while still playing with her own pussy. Porn had nothing on this woman.
A leisurely breakfast and a lot of chatting helped fill in the gaps. Holly had not really quit her job, but had sold her company and was at a crossroad in her life when she showed up at our doorstep. A lack of reasons to be the bossy woman I knew her as, had inspired a bit of self reflection and a drunken evening with my wife, the opportunity to come clean about the long hidden desire to submit. Holly was a self made woman and had been on her own since seventeen, helping support several successful companies and then creating her own. At 34 she was finally taking the time for a little self care and Anna and I would be the grateful recipients of her newfound passions.
My head was obviously spinning as I played the highlight reel of our new world order while separately trying to complete my Saturday afternoon chores. A long ago promised trip to a buddies house to help him out with a construction project was pure torture as I wanted to share last nights happenings, but knew that could never happen.
Arriving home shortly before dinner, I was dirty and beat. A beeline to a long hot shower bright some life back into my life and it was at that point I noticed the house was suspiciously quiet. I crept around, but other than the place seeming absolutely spotless, nothing was out of order. It was at that point I saw Holly in heels, stockings and very little else standing majestically in the kitchen. I had never really paid much attention to her physique in the past, but she was definitely on the tall side and in great shape, Easily a 34 D, with curvy hips and toned legs made even sexier by 4" platform heels.
"Hello Holly, where's Anna?" I asked and she jumped as I spoke.
"She went to the store for some ingredients for tonight's dinner" shared Holly nervously as she bit her sexy lower lip. My god, the tentative Holly was a far more likable version of this woman. "Would you like to use me for your pleasure before Anna returns?" sha blatantly asked.
Wow... I nearly froze and was saved by the sound of Anna entering the house. I rushed over to help with the groceries. "I figured you'd be balls deep in Holy by now, did we tire you out?" asked Anna with a sly smile. I gave her a sneer as it became more clear what the rules of engagement were going to be in our new arrangement.
As we put away the groceries, Holly pranced around the kitchen in a sort of zen level of happiness, her exposed breasts bouncing with beach step. Anna must have noticed me watching and pointed it out by saying "You like Holly's rack? Did you know she had them done when we were in our early twenties? Did you know she also has insanely sensitive nipples?" and with that she walked up behind her, raising her breasts with her hands and tweaked Holly's nipples. Her head rolled back as her eyes closed in pure passion. "It makes her very wet when her nips are fucked with, come here and check" asked Anna as I moved in.
I kissed my wife though Holly's hair as I fingered her sopping pussy. Holly groaned and put more weight on my hand as her legs weakened. Anna was stripping her own clothes off while pulling hard on her nipples as Holly moaned loudly and came on my hand.
We luxuriated in the moment before Holly pulled my hand up and licked her juices off of my fingers. "Thank you sir, thank you for making me cum and for allowing me to stay at your house". She said, eyes downcast and in a completely submissive tone. Damn, I loved this.
Anna eyed me through Holly's disheveled hair with a devious look that combined love and lust in perfect proportions. "I may need to cum now as well" she pointed out and with that I rotated around Holly, picked up the now naked Anna over my shoulder and carried her to our bedroom. Tossing her on the bed, I dove face first into her wet pussy. Eating her with a level of fervor that was probably a first for our time together. I sucked her hard clit into my mouth and swirled my tongue across it as Anna thrust her hips into my face. To keep her still, I grabbed both of her wrists and pulled them to her side, effectively drawing her into my mouth and shortly after her hips began bucking and her tell tale right thigh quivering as she came in what I'd call the loudest orgasm of her life before collapsing on the bed and promptly dozing off.
I got up and cleaned my soaked face up only to find Holly standing at the doorway fingering herself "That was hot, no one has ever eaten me out like that" uttered Holly in a breathy tone.
That hardly seemed fair, considering how much pleasure she had shared with me, so naturally I dragged her into the bed, laid her down next to my semiconscious wife and pushed her stocking clad thighs to her chest. She was wet as hell and probably still sensitive from her recent orgasm, but I didn;t care and repeated my efforts on her clit. Holly moaned loud enough where I was concerned the neighbors may hear and then was promptly muted. I looked up to see my now awake wife's mouth clamped on hers and her hands back on Holly's tits.
Not even ten minutes in, Holly bucked into my face and arched her back in what looked like a painful angle before screaming "I'm cumming, fuck, I'm cumming again, oh god..." Anna again peered at me with that devious smile.
"Holly, why don't you get down on your knees and show my husband how grateful you are for making us cum" As Holly slid down, Anna followed her and placed her tits against Holly's back. The sight of the two of them was incredibly erotic.
"Be a good slut and make my husband cum with that hot mouth of yours" commanded Anna as an energetic tongue swirled across the tip of my cock. "That's a good girl Holly, take my cock in your mouth, I want to feel your throat" and with that Holly deep throated me and fought off her gag reflex with a series of grunts.
"This is so hot, I love watching you fuck her face" moaned Anna as Holly's mouth traveled the length of my dick. I pushed my fingers through her thick mane and took control of the movements, Holly relaxed her body and let it happen as Anna fingered herself while again looking me dead in the eyes. Hard to make an enthusiastic blowjob more erotic, but looking your sexy wife in the eyes somehow made it hotter.
Her warm, willing mouth and throat would soon bring me to the edge as I tightened my grip in her hair and once again pumped cum down her throat. Holly didn't miss a drop as her eyes watered and her nails dug into my hips. She dropped to the ground, gasping a bit and breathing heavy and was soon replaced by Anna's mouth. "You really like fucking her face, don't you? It really turns me on to watch you control her, did you know that?" asked Anna before diving back down on my now softening dick.
Holy laid on the floor with a satiated look on her face before opening her eyes and mouthing thank you. "I'm sorry I was such a bitch to you and I want to make it up to both of you in any way I can" moaned Holly with a subtle wink.
We ate a light dinner and all passed out shortly after. I awoke to a wet mouth on my cock and Holly's big dark eyes watching mine open up. "What really turns you on? What would you like to do to me?" asked Holly between pulls on my now very hard cock.
You know, now that you mention it, I'd like to fuck you from behind while you eat out Anna, that would be very hot" I answered.
Anna entered the room and bent down to kiss me. "Go jump in the shower, We'll be ready when you get out" was whispered in my ear as she pulled Holly away and they both wiggled away.
Another shower was exactly what I needed and I was now wide awake. I walked out to our livingroom wearing only a towel and was greeted with the most erotic site of my life. Holly was dressed in heels, stockings and a thick leather collar connected to a leash held by Anna, who was now wearing black stilettos and a leather skirt and bra I'd not seen before. Both were made up and both looked gorgeous.
"Would you like to fuck my little slut? I put the vibrating plug back in her ass, her hands are cuffed behind her and she's now enjoying a set of very angry nipple clamps" shared Anna as she jostled the chain between the clamps eliciting a loud groan from the sexy Holly.
I walked over as Holly dropped to her knees, Anna pulled my towel away and guided my cock in Holly's mouth. "Be a good slut and make my husband feel good with your mouth" demanded Anna as Holly did exactly as she was told.
God that felt good and the insistent kissing from Anna made it even better. "Are you nice and hard, are you ready to try her ass now?" asked my wife as my cock slid in and out of Holly's hot mouth. It was everything in my power to pull out as Anna yanked Holly to her feet by the leash and bent her over the back of the couch exposing her glistening pussy and plug filled ass.
Anna pulled the plug out, eliciting load moans and poured lube on her ass and my cock as she guided me to Holly's tight pucker. "God this is hot, do you like having your wife put your cock into our slut's ass?" I could only moan in response as my dick bumped into her tight asshole. Anna spread Holly's cheeks and pulled her back and we both watched in awe as the head of my cock was swallowed by her virgin ass. Holly groaned and begged we go slow.
"Tell us how much you like my husband's cock in your ass and maybe we will" uttered Anna. "Please... Please go slow, I'm your slut, but please fuck, let me get used to your cock in my ass" moaned Holly as Anna continued to pull her back onto my cock. Holly's breathing was ragged now and Anna had one hand on Holly's hips and the other between her own legs as Holly begged, moaned and clamped down on my cock.
I replaced Anna's hands on Holly's hips with my own as Anna's mouth clamped down on my lips and her body orgamsed again. Was this really happening, was my beautiful wife really this turned on by my fucking her friends ass? My moment of introspection was broken as I bottomed out in Holly's incredibly tight ass and she let out an animalistic groan. I could also feel Anna's hands massaging my balls and her friends clit prompting Holly to emit even loader moans.
Holly's head was thrown back and she was now letting out lacivious groans, as I picked up the pace fucking her ass. Anna's rubbing on Holly's clit picked up pace as well and if her moans were any indication Holly was orgasming with a cock deep in her ass.
We both marveled at the sight of my cock pistoning in and out of Holly's tiny hole and enjoyed her cries of "fuck my ass, fuck, oh god fuck my ass".
I shared how close I was and Anna doubled her efforts on both of us "Cum in Holly's curvy ass baby, let your wifey help you stuff your cock up her butt and pump her full of cum" I'd never heard Anna talk so dirty and it short circuited my brain as I grabbed Holly's hips and came hard in her now shuddering ass. "Do it baby, she's cumming again, she likes a big cock up her ass".
My brain exploded as well and I pumped Holly's ass full of cum. The sensation of her ass clamping down on my cock was just insane and my hips involuntarily slammed into her ample bottom. Anna's mouth was locked onto mine as I came in Holly's butt.
The following weeks I would be greeted after work by Holly in a sexy Maids outfit cleaning the house or woken in the mornings by her wet mouth. Her level of submission continued to grow as did our collection of toys. This would go on for the entire summer Anna would lead her around on a leash, make her service us both, dress her in slutty outfits and even dragged her to the mall with a remote control vibrator.
By the Fall Holly had satiated her need to submit and returned to her life as a corporate viper. Anna and I still regale the months we had a live in sex slave and several times a year I've come home from work to find a submissive Holly waiting to service us. We both love the new Holly.
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guarmommy · 1 year
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NSFW Alphabet with Zalyn
Author: @guarmommy
Character: Zalyn Dres
Warning: This is NSFW stuff...meaning, this post has sexual content and language. This is not suitable for anyone under 18.
A: Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
While he does not consider himself soft, he will spoil you rotten after sex. If you want to cuddle, he'll smother you in a heartbeat. If you want a kiss, he'll give you a makeout session. If you are hungry or thirsty, he'll go fetch you something nice to eat and drink. He does whatever he can to make sure his partner is satisfied and properly taken care of.
B: Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
In his youth, Zalyn loved his body to a point of selfish vanity. So confident that his favorite part was his entire body (yes, including his penis).
Now that he is older, however, he is rather indifferent when it comes to his own body. He isn't the handsome, athletically fit elf that he used to be. He doesn’t put enough effort to have a favorite part of himself anymore. Living in a slum for gods' know how long can take a toll on a person.
On his partner, he admires a feminine, curvy body. A good set of tits, a round ass, and a pretty face have always been able to catch his eye. 
C: Cum (Anything to do with cum)
When he cums, he pulls out and makes a mess all over your body as a way of marking you, letting you know that you are his favorite.
D: Dirty Secret
He accidentally got a daughter of a rival house pregnant. His family found out about it and banished him. She was his first time too.
E: Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
Most dunmer are no strangers to sexuality and partaking in polyamory. Zalyn is no exception. Being an elf, Zalyn can live a very long time. With his naturally long life expectancy, he had the privilege to explore and experiment with multiple people. In his early adult years, he had many lovers, most of whom were older and far more experienced than he was. He used to frequent local brothels and spend a night or two with a different whore to figure out what he liked and didn't like.
He prefers females/femmes but he is not shy about sleeping with males/masc people sometimes.
F: Favorite Position
He fancies any position where he's on top and his cock is thrusting into any of your warm, wet holes.
G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)  
When comes to pleasing his partner, he is very serious about what he's doing and how you are feeling. There may be moments of silliness during the act, but Zalyn makes sure everything is perfect for both him and you.
H: Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
Keeping up your personal hygiene while living in a wintery slum is a challenge in itself. Everything is in hard mode. Bathing is rare so Zalyn would go a couple of days, even weeks without a full body cleaning. When he does wash, he does it thoroughly, from top to bottom. He tries hard to not get too filthy, though.
I: Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)
He savors every moment and truly takes his time savoring all that your body has to offer.
J: Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
Being a refugee, it's hard to find a suitable partner. All the dunmeri women in the Windhelm slum are either married or older widows who are not interested in settling down with him. Alone and unable to betroth a partner, his only resort is pleasuring himself. It's safe to say that this guy jerks off rather frequently.
K: Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Dominance
Biting/leaving marks
Bondage
Edging
Body worship
L: Location (Favorite places to do the do)
The bedroom, obviously, or a brothel if there's one nearby. Anyplace that he and his partner are most comfortable with.
M: Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
If you have a curvy body, he'll want to explore every part of you. Be prepared to be worshiped and complimented a lot.
He is a sucker for submissiveness. He makes sure he's the dominant one in bed and provides his partner pleasure.
Screaming his name during sex is like teasing a dog with a squicky toy. It excites him the more you do it.
Teasing his cock drives him absolutely wild. It's important to tell him how much you love his cock while you’re giving him a blowjob or riding on top of him. Play with his balls and cock ring too.
N: No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
He lets you have some control over him, like being on top, sucking him off, tieing him to a bed, etc. But if you overdo it, he will not hesitate to remind you of your place in this relationship, and the boundaries that are set in place. He usually gets his way.
Anything that involves fluids and waste grosses him out.
O: Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He prefers to receive oral. The warmth and wetness of your mouth while you suck him off send shivers down his spine.
P: Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)  
Zalyn will go as long as he can during whatever sexual act he's performing. He starts off easy and slow, meticulously inching his cock into you until you are begging for him to hurry up and fuck you senseless. When he goes fast and rough, woo boy, he goes fast and rough! He will fuck you to a point of insanity if you beg him to.
Q: Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)  
Not a fan of quickies. When he's having sex, he wants to do it right.
R: Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)  
Oh gods yes! He loves trying new things and taking risks. Whatever kinky shit you're into, he will gladly try it with you.
S: Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
Sex usually lasts for an hour, depending on how passionate the sex is. It will be drawn out too, where he edges himself nearly to the point of exhaustion before he finally lets himself cum.
T: Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Not a frequent toy user since he doesn't own any toys of his own, but he is more than willing to use toys on his partner if they have some present. He’s particularly fond of light bondage. Tieing you down in robes while fucking the hell out of you drives him absolutely feral. He also doesn’t mind toys being used on him. He's very open to experimentation.
U: Unfair (How much they like to tease)
He teases a lot during sex. He teases you so that you will beg for more.
V: Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
He is not too terribly loud overall. He generally lets out really breathy, drawn-out groans throughout the majority of the act, but he’s prone to letting out loud moans every once in a while, especially if he’s getting close to cumming.
W: Wild Card (Random headcanon)
Zalyn can be possessive to those he truly cares about. If he builds a strong bond with someone, letting them go is very difficult for him to do. After losing everything in Red Year, he fears losing anything or anyone he cares about.
X: X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants)
Circumcised, as most male dunmer are for cultural and personal reasons. Average girth, and has an above-average length of about 7 1/2 inches. He has Prince Albert piercing on his dick, which is great for simulation when he's penetrating you.
Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
He has a high sex drive. He is ready to have sex whenever you are. 
Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
If the sex is good enough, Zalyn will collapse from exhaustion and fall asleep like a baby.
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pyr0cue · 4 years
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idk what i should be annoyed at my body most for rn: the shear amount of bloody noses i’ve had in the past 3 days, the allergic reactions to everything in sight, or just the things i normally hate about it
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tightsituationsblog · 3 years
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Hi everyone. It’s a little while now since I began this blog so I just wanted to comment on some aspects. To those of you who have followed me, thank you kindly, I appreciate your taking the time and finding sufficient interest to take that step. Some of you have been in touch with me & it’s lovely to have your feedback & views. Others have visited, commented &, in some cases followed, however I’ve chosen to block further contact. This will be for one of the following reasons:
I have found an empty blog when returning your visit - I don’t trust empty blogs!
I have found material I personally find offensive to me, to LGBQT people, to women (CIS & Trans). Possibly your material is just plain gross - BLOCKED!
My personal image is that I, perhaps strangely, consider myself a straight guy, but with a very dominant feminine trait, which I attempt to satisfy by cross dressing in female clothes. My absolute preference sexually is for women of all persuasions & appearances, although it will be apparent from my blog, that I am attracted to an elegant, very feminine or girly stereotype. I consider myself & describe myself as a lipstick lesbian.
I suffer terribly from gender envy when it comes to women. I totally realise that being a woman is far far more than just a license to wear sensual, colourful attractive clothes, make-up, hairstyles, hosiery & high heels. Life as a woman in this world can can be pretty damned awful. Women are abused, (especially by men), women have periods & menstrual complications which men such as me can never fully comprehend. Many women are born into societies where they are subjected to horrific practices such as genital mutilation & starved of education & basic freedoms which I take for granted. I do not take any of these issues lightly. I believe in feminism. I believe that men, women & LGBQT people are all equals. Please RESPECT these views if you visit my blog or follow me.
My journey of self-discovery is one which has gone through many phases over the years. From a very early age I had an abnormal interest in women’s hosiery in particular. I put this down to growing up in a house with three women where I constantly saw, & was intrigued by the differences in the clothes we wore. As puberty arrived mail order catalogues, with their lingerie pages, became my study material. I became besotted by the curvy shapes of a woman’s body. I found myself reading more & more about what it meant to be a woman. Their access to fashions enthralled me. I wanted to try it for myself. The more relationships I had with women & female friends the more I became obsessed. Crossdressing began with trying a sister’s stocking on my leg - it felt good- I was hooked.
It never ends there however. I still can’t totally explain why I do what I do, however, I know now that it will not leave me. As I’ve read on other’s sites, we frequently decide that enough is enough, pledge to stop, & purge our collections of tights, skirts, dresses, lingerie, make-up, wigs & shoes only to begin again a few weeks, months or whatever down the line. The curiosity & desire to take one step further next time only becomes more prevalent.
For many, especially today, the journey will conclude with full transition from male to female (I recognise many women also wish to transition to male). I hope that all will find peace, comfort & health when they reach that goal. For me I possibly would have considered that option if there had been more general understanding & compassion for transgendered, dysphoric individuals when I was younger. I’m still not certain that’s what I truly desired. I’ve enjoyed my male life. I’ve had gloriously passionate relationships with lovely, lovely women. I’ve also been able to escape to being Linda - to striving to enjoy that small part of being part of the girls club. I wish it could be more.
I also wish I could show more than just below the waist shots, however I am not out, or indeed brave enough to do so. I greatly admire those of you who have felt sufficiently liberated & confident. You are all heroes to the cause. 💕
I follow many lesbian blogs where the owners allow. Whilst I appreciate many CIS women abhor what I do, as do many lesbians, who only fall for TRUE women, I am still mostly attracted to woman to woman relationships. Please if you’re a lesbian site out there understand I am in awe of you & you have my utmost respect - & ENVY! 💝
Many of the visits I have experienced on the blog relate to sissy behaviour and to sexual penetration by men. I would like to state here that I think of myself as a transvestite or cross dresser & don’t really like being described as a sissy, although ultimately I suppose in many people’s eyes that is indeed what I am. I’m not excited by extravagantly frothy, ultra-girly, satins and lace type clothes. Whilst I do not rule out that my feminine persona may one day wish to find a real penis to worship, or be penetrated by, in as close to a girl manner as is physically possible to me, that is not my immediate preoccupation at this time. Also I would be extraordinarily cautious in terms of I would undoubtedly choose another cross dresser, who I found attractive & suitably elegant & understanding. My point is DON’T SEND ME DISGUSTING MALE MEMBER IMAGES!
Best Wishes,
Linda. 💕
#tightsituationsblog
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Hello!! Can we have an couple of HCs of the safehouse bois (COD: Cold War) loving their curvy fem s/o? (and maybe trying to make her feel happy in her body if she's insecure of feels weird?)
Thankie and sorry for the oddly specific request 😅
Djsjsjsj ok ik you have like two other requests, and they'll be coming!!! But this struck such a mood I had to skip the line lol.
Honestly, like the way I tried to treat myself to some ✨ s p i c e y ✨ lingerie that just arrived and it fits literally everywhere else except that, ofc the cup size is an absolute JOKE, i-
Anyway, I digress lmao. Thank you for the request(s) btw, and enjoy!!!
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Adler
Personally, he doesn't strike me as the kind of guy to have a particularly strong preference for any one "type"
But in the era where the super tall, super slim, super models reign supreme, he understands that sometimes it's hard to feel pretty if you're built like anything else
After all, I don't think any of the guys know how it feels to see yourself as "unattractive" more then he does
I mean, if he'd been cut a little deeper or on a different angle, he could've needed whole skin grafts, or even physical therapy for his jaw
And who wants a guy as messed up and broken down as that, right?
But you... Oh, you're gorgeous
Adler is very soft and gentle when it comes to his appreciation for you and your body
While he does know how to express himself, he's not really the grand gesture type, like some of the others are
He is the biggest self love hypocrite, always quick to get down on himself and his facial scars, but absolutely cannot STAND to see you upset over you body
You chide him for this now and then, but he usually jokes it away
I know I said Adler doesn't really have a type, but don't think for a second that he'd pass up on a great thing when he gets it
I don't want to say "handsy" but he definitely likes to just... Touch you, when you're alone together
Not even necissarily in a sexual way, he just likes to appreciate the shape of you, you know?
Very into hugs from behind, or really at any angle, as long as he gets to feel his arms around your waist
Also, you can catch him absent mindedly caressing your hips with his knuckles or a lone finger whenever he's standing around with you
Hudson
Oh y'all ain't ready for this one lmao
I am 99% certain that behind that steely facade, is a man who loves nothing more then a THICC juicy Queen™
I'm so serious, like the curvier the better for this dirty dog lmao
The best part is, that the fun isn't in that he just goes feral when you two are alone (although he certainly could, in a rare mood)
He's actually really shy about it, and he doesn't want you to feel like that's the only reason he loves you
And while you do appreciate the respect he has for you, you'd be lying if you said you didn't like to tease him
A favorite of yours is to walk into his home office half or fully naked and watch him, very obviously, struggle to stay focused on his paper work
He knows he's weak, but damn it he can never last long before giving in and handing over whatever kind of attention you're seeking
You know, whatever that may be 😏
When you're feeling insecure however, he can sense it immediately and always seeks to get to the bottom of whatever is causing you to feel that way
Although he's rather direct, he's tactful and tries his best to know the right thing to say
He's a great listener, and will never hesitate to tell you how beautiful and special you are to him
Lazar
Lmao, I don't think there is any universe in which Lazar would not be in full support of being with a curvy woman
Especially as a big guy himself, you two are an absolute power couple
He is both literally and metaphorically your biggest hype man when it comes to your appearance
Also, 10/10 likes to give you gifts of clothes and the like that he thinks you might appreciate/look pretty darn good in
Honestly, it is rare to feel down about your body when in a relationship with him, but everyone gets insecure sometimes, and he gets that
Thankfully, he's a master comforter, and is always at the ready to give you the treatment you need to feel better
Typically you can expect snacks and cuddles if you're just feeling sad, and stuff like a massage or body kisses and so forth if you need a reminder that you're literally the most gorgeous woman on earth
Oh, and he's very protective of you and defensive of your looks
I kind of hate to use this terminology lmao, but Lazar is the Alpha™ everywhere he goes, and he has no problem reminding other guys of it
So if he sees someome else checking you out, he'll be sure to block their view and do something like make direct eye contact until they leave you be
Have you ever had a 6'4, powerlifter looking, tank of a man sneer directly at you before?
Not a good feeling, I assure you
Needless to say, you don't have to put up with much, if any harassment or other stupidity on Lazar's watch
Mason
Alex strikes me as the type who doesn't buy into the paper thin beauty standard that society like to push
Obviously that's great if you're just naturally thin and all! But mostly he's totally down for the curvy, "built like a brick house" type of woman
He appreciates the way that you can keep up with him when he has to do physical things around or outside the house
Alaska is a rather unforgiving place after all, so he finds great comfort in the support and companionship you have to offer him
You're like his little amazonian goddess, and he's always in awe of not only how unbelievably beautiful you are, but also how hardy and tough you can be
In fact, you and your body are so normalized and loved by him in his mind that it genuinely catches him off guard when you say you're feeling insecure about it
But in times like that, he loves to tell you how beautiful your body is, not just for the way it looks but for the things it can do
You're built so strong and tough, but also soft and feminine... he can't even think about being with anyone else
He's very into body worship, like Lazar is, but Alex is a lot more gentle and is extremely conscious of making sure you're alright as he goes along kissing and caressing
If he could only show you how beautiful you are to him, he would in a heartbeat, but for now he just hopes his words and actions are enough
Sims
Oh, you already know Sims loves a thicc, curvy snack of a woman lmao
Skinny guys always love the curvy ladies
He doesn't really go feral when you two are alone, but he's not exactly shy about having this hands all over you either
For sure he always greets you with a compliment, whether it be a look, a whistle, or words... he's prepared
Also, he's very vocal in having you understand that there is not a single outfit you look "bad" or "unflattering" in, even if it's just sweats and a t-shirt
In fact, he is so confident in you, that he loves to show you off when he can and if you're comfortable
Always introduces you as "his girl" and is never afraid to point out your new outfit, hair-do, nails, ect
I feel that Lawrence would be another case where it's quite rare indeed to feel insecure about your body, and so when such times do arise he takes it seriously
He's basically a gentler, more emotional version of Hudson
By that I mean, he's the type to want to talk it out (if you're up to it) and ask what's wrong or if someone said something to you
You'll always have a reliable listener and food advice giver in him, and somehow that seems to always do the trick
Woods
Honestly, Woods is Hudson part 2, except that he has all the vocalized pride of loving curvy women as Sims and Lazar
He's still careful to make sure he doesn't come off as a creep or something, mind you, but complimenting and loving on your body just comes naturally to him
Extremely handsy in private, and you've definitely swatted his hands away from your hips, waist, back, ect more then once
In public, I wouldn't exactly say "handsy" but he's determined to make sure everyone knows you're with him
He usually escorts you places with a hand gently placed either just above your tailbone or protectively wrapped around your waist
As independent as you may be, you must admit, it's nice to feel like a princess everywhere you go, escorted around by your knight in shining flannel
He'll even offer you his arm if he's feeling particularly gentlemanly, because yes, miracles can happen
Unfortunately, Frank is probably the worst wordsmith of all the gang, and is next to clueless on what to say if you're feeling down and insecure
At least to his credit he'll usually start off by admitting to that fact before giving it a try
"Well, you know I'm shit with words, but... I hope you also know that I love you the way you are"
Thankfully what he lacks in words, he makes up for in physical affection
Even if you're really only comfortable with some cuddling, he's gonna cuddle you so good!!! He's determined and will stop at nothing
After all, whatever it takes to make you feel every bit as amazing as he knows you are
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quick fyi to the general (cisgender) public about portraying trans people
hi! i'm a trans man. and i'm a little tired of the way some cis people portray us. here's some things you might not have known, but should take into consideration.
PLEASE READ THE WHOLE THING BEFORE COMMENTING.
-trans people (nonbinary, transmasc, agender, transfem, ect) can look however they do and do whatever they want with their appearance, and you still have to respect them.
-a lot of trans masc people are curvy, testosterone or not. we cannot change how wide our hips are. it's okay for a trans masc person to have curves; in fact, a lot of us like seeing that representation. you don't have to draw every trans masc person as this thin, stick-straight, curly haired little twink who passes perfectly. transmasc people can look however they do and do whatever they want with their appearance, and you still have to respect them.
-CISGENDER people drawing transmasc people in dresses, having us appear super feminine (makeup, shaving, looking like fucking bambi) or making smut about a trans man showing off his chest is incredibly not cool.
-a lot of trans women can't change how deep their voices are. they might have a more stereo-typically masculine build. they might have body hair. they may have short hair or deep voices and wear jeans and not like makeup and whatever. transfem people can look however they do and do whatever they want with their appearance and you still have to respect them.
-CISGENDER people portraying TRANSFEM people in a way that fetishizes certain features of theirs is WRONG. i myself am not a transfem person, so i don't feel super qualified to talk about what transfem people are/are not okay with, but transfem people feel free to add on.
-TRANS PEOPLE CAN PORTRAY TRANS PEOPLE HOW THEY WANT. STRAIGHT PEOPLE CAN'T SAY THE F-SLUR, AND IN THE SAME RESPECT, CIS PEOPLE CANNOT PORTRAY TRANS PEOPLE IN SUCH A WAY THAT MIGHT MAKE TRANS PEOPLE UNCOMFORTABLE.
-TRANS PEOPLE ARE ALLOWED TO LOOK HOWEVER THE FUCK THEY WANT. THIS DOES NOT MAKE THEM ANY LESS VALID.
-however, cisgender people FETISHIZING trans people being feminine/masculine (calling attention to a transfem's persons masculine features, for example) is fucked up.
-trans people can portray trans people HOWEVER feels truest to them. cisgender people can't.
-CISGENDER PEOPLE, however, FETISHIZING TRANS WOMEN BEING MASCULINE (OR FETISHIZING TRANS PEOPLE IN GENERAL) IS WRONG. CIS PEOPLE AREN'T ALLOWED TO DO THIS. I DON'T CARE IF YOU HAVE A TRANS RELATIVE. YOU. AREN'T. ALLOWED.
-TRANS PEOPLE DO NOT HAVE TO CONFORM TO CISGENDER NORMS.
-but, again, if a trans man wants to draw a trans man in a sports bra, so be it. can it make other people uncomfortable? yes. should discretion when publishing such material be used? also yes.
-but what isn't cool is trans people trying to make other trans people be more okay with being feminized/being more masculine, or vice-versa. it also isn't okay to shove content (for example) like a trans man in a sports bra toward trans men who don't like that. just use common sense and respect other people.
-it also isn't cool for trans people to shame other trans people for making such content. it isn't okay to invalidate a trans person over such content. trans people can portray and enjoy their own bodies however they see fit. saying anything otherwise is transphobic.
i probably didn't say everything but feel free to add on, and i'll just delete stupid comments. constructive criticism is fine (i'm fifteen, and have only been out for four years, so if you want to respectfully tell me i got something wrong, feel free. i'm still learning.)
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