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YIPPEE YAHOO TRANS PEOPLE RISE UP!!!!!
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conmenn · 8 months
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just some lil guys for your enjoyment !! both dudunsparce and sylveon have grown on me heaps like what absolute specimens (affectionate)
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dervampireprince · 8 months
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[dni minors, dni blogs that have no 18+ age listed in their bio] astarion x trans man! reader/tav /// smut, dysphoria comfort, reader's chest is un-described and untouched, reader has a vulva, soft dom top astarion, bottom reader
whenever there's a day when you feel off, wrong, you're hyper aware of your body and how it doesn't feel right to you, he'll notice. perhaps not at first, but the way your posture is different, the way you reject and shy away from his touch, don't flush or scowl at his flirting.
it's late when he decides he has to ask you what's wrong, him not being used to having others to care about, to worry for.
"have i done something wrong?" his voice is quiet and yet it startles you from your thoughts.
"no? no, of course no," guilt festers in you. "i'm sorry."
"there's no need to apologise, darling. as i've been told by someone quite dear to me, there's nothing wrong with not wanting to be touched."
"it's not that. i do, i," you breathe. "i want you to touch me quite badly."
"then i don't understand."
his fingers twitch, wanting to reach for you as your eyes flicker to the mirror across the room.
"when you look at me... what do you see? that is, i mean... you could have anyone you wanted, and i know what you'll say to that. and i believe you. that you want me. i just, sometimes it's hard thinking about the men you've been with, hells just men in general, and then... how they compare to... me. because sometimes, sometimes it's hard to see myself as... as..."
you trail off, aware of your shaking breath, aware of the wetness on your eyelashes, aware that you want to bury yourself against him but find yourself scared.
just as you start to wonder if you've ruined something, his hands hover by your face, not touching, waiting. and so you nod, and his he cups his palms against your cheeks, tilting your head to look at him.
"my sweet boy."
those words and his voice make everything the smallest bit better, you hold back a sob and place your head into the crook of his neck. him calling you a boy both soothing and comforting, but also always slightly arouses you.
"you know i love you? exactly as you are, because of who you are."
"i know."
he raises one of your hands to his lips and kisses it.
"would you let me show you?"
he's not used to being so careful with someone else, not that he hasn't been gentle before but it's never been out of his own desire to cherish the person he's with. but perhaps he can understand, in his own way, feeling disconnected to your own body.
"you're such a handsome man, such a pretty boy. and aren't i ever so lucky. when i was a child i would fantasize about some dashing prince, but i could have never imagined i'd find one like you. you're far lovelier than any dream. you're real. and for some unknown reason managed to see something good in me. you're the most incredible person i've ever met, and i'm going to help you see that."
your shirt stays on if you wish it, as much as he loves every inch of your body, and will continue to regardless of if it stays as it is, or if parts of it change. but he wants you to be comfortable.
he kisses you, trailing down from your lips to your neck, never meaning to get carried away there but always does. you find it hard to mind though as he kisses, teeth nipping but not drinking, leaving faint little marks. he likes leaving marks on you, a reminder that you're here, that you're proud to be with him.
his hands slide down your sides, over your stomach, they pull at the laces of your trousers, sliding them off you legs, leaving your bottom half bare, waiting for his attention.
you flush as he maintains eye contact with you as he slides a hand under your ankle, then down your leg as his mouth moves with it, kissing you calf, next to your knee, up your thigh. and if there's more to grab there, he reveals in it, adoring any curves, your softness. he pauses when he reaches the top of your thigh and chuckles, smirks to himself
"such a sensitive boy, i haven't even touched you anywhere intimate yet and look," you gasped as he glides a couple of fingers between your folds and then holds them up. "already wet for me."
he slides his fingers back against you, teasing around you before thrusting in, curling them upwards as he lowers his head.
"we get be neglecting your cock can we darling? it's straining so hard. and just because it looks different than mine, doesn't make it less of a cock, does it?"
he stays blinking up at you until he realise he wants an answer and you shake your head no.
"good boy, that's right," he purrs and you want to feel condescended, but you just whine, flushing hot, wanting to be good for him, wanting to be his good boy, wanting him to call you that again. "and what shall we do with your pretty cock? shall i suck you off?"
you nod your head, eyes pleading with him and he laughs, not to make fun of you, but because your neediness, your eagerness for him endears him.
"very well then," his lips close around your cock, sucking and suctioning while his fingers continue to stroke inside you, your hands slip into his hair and tug accidentally and he moans around you.
"cheeky boy," he pulls back. "do you wish to come like this or..."
"fuck me," you say, and then. "please? please, astarion, i need you."
astarion always flushes when you tell him you need him. he slides up your body, "i suppose i shouldn't tease, you've been deprived of my touch all week, my poor boy thinking he didn't deserve this. don't worry, i'll fuck you like need."
his cock slips between you, holding you close, kissing your neck, hands stroking your waist as he pushes inside of you,
"that's it, such a good boy. always taking me so well," he loses control of his voice as he fucks you, murmuring praises as his hips snap against you, letting you tug him up to kiss you, pressing one of your hands down into the pillow so he can hold it.
he tells you that you're a good as you both come, he tells you that you're a good boy as you twitch, oversensitive, as he cleans you off, and he tells you that you're a good boy as you drift off in his arms.
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mlm-blues · 2 months
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gahhh i would love a boy to ask me out with flowers and take me on a date anywhere doing anything i dont careee i just want to spend time with a boy :3
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ftmwarewolves · 2 months
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Anyway
Trans men are cool
Trans men are sexy
Trans men are amazing
Trans masculinity is not a bad thing
Being a man is not a bad thing
Straight trans men are awesome
Gay trans men are awesome
Mspec trans men are awesome
Trans men are awesome
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thewhitemaletm · 13 days
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TERFs are delusional if they think that trans males will listen to them. Or trans mascs for that matter.
So I’ll be honest here.
Yeah, I’m escaping womanhood. I’m happy about it.
I AM a boy. I dont just identify as one. I will always be a boy. I don’t mind being a feminine male. I’m not a woman and I’ll never be one.
I love trans women. I love cis women. I love them in the straight way, too. Because I’m bisexual.
I love other men, cis and trans. Because that’s the definition of bisexual.
Im not female. I honestly don’t think I could be one anyways.
Hell, I hope TERFs find this post. I want them to leave other trans men and trans women alone.
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oneshotprincess · 3 months
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Title: heirloom
Rating: G
Pairing: Tim Drake & Bruce Wayne
Summary:
Tim considers the necklace in Bruce's hands, before narrowing his eyes. “This is for a girl,” he says flatly, and Bruce tries not to wince. Yes it is, but doesn’t Tim–? Has he misjudged the situation after all?
Useless words try to escape his mouth–‘It’s okay to be a girl, you know’ fighting with ‘Well, boys can wear pendants, too.’ None of them feel right and probably none of them are helpful.
“It was my mother’s,” Bruce says instead. “She didn’t wear it often but…I thought you might like to have it.”
Or, Bruce notices a few things about his new Robin and tries to help in his own way.
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feline-evil · 5 months
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Master Miller time
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nostalgic-muffins · 5 months
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trans LEVI💥 trans SATAN💥 trans BELPHIE💥 trans LUCIFER💥
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love-nikki-or-else · 3 months
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The Bad Kids of Fantasy High
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darlingprettyboyf · 10 months
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why did no one tell me how fun it is to tease a sweet boy to the point that his brain shuts off n all he can think abt is fucking you? whyd no one say how fun it is to hear the lil choked, breathy moan he lets out when you call him a good boy n praise him? like, ik it’s ridiculously fun to be on the sub end of that but holy fuck is it fun to make a pretty boy desperate for me 💛
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theladyem · 9 months
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I wish all discworld Monstrous Regiment fanartists who draw Jack Jackrum a very
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strawberryamanita · 2 years
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Dark saying "There's something deeply wrong with me" and Wilford saying "There's something deeply wrong with everyone"
Dark saying "This is unnatural" and Wilford saying "The rules of nature have no authority"
Dark saying "He ruined me" and Wilford saying "You rebuilt yourself"
Dark saying "This is all I can be" and Wilford saying "Write your own story and be your own hero"
Dark saying "I am damaged, I am monstrous, I am unravelling" and Wilford saying "You are beautiful, you are beautiful, you are beautiful"
Dark saying "I can't be who I used to be for you" and Wilford saying "I want you to be who you are now"
Dark saying "You can't love me" and Wilford saying "I do anyway, and it takes no effort"
...I just
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thepariahcontinuum · 1 year
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Worm background character Headcanon.
Strapping Lad from the Houston Wards, that Cape Name isn't just "A Texas thing" like Skitter was told. Strapping Lad is actually trans, FtM and the "Strapping" part of his name is a pun which even Clockblocker has to respect the audacity of.
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dkettchen · 6 months
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highly specific meme for me and my achillean transmasc experience thanks hi
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