#aussie transman

[zombiehearts2007]

Me, a trans man who is just starting hrt, working at the Salvation Army, a very Christian organisation. When one of my coworkers asked why my voice is getting so deep:

They are all lovely people, and I don't think they would care, but I don't want to risk it.

[the-aranea-chronicles]

⥉ Welcome to my blog! ⥉

⥉ About the Author ⥉

Call me Aranea or Ara, a 23 yr old Aussie gal who is ever so slowly working on her novels. Not picky on what pronouns you use for me. I've been writing since I was 14, and been on and off tumblr just as long.

Working part time, and studying a few courses. Also practice witchcraft. Own a German Pointer named Millie (who has her own tag (#millie))

Current interests: Dragon Age, Dragons Dogma, Mass Effect, Skulduggery Pleasant, and Vampyr. I also play the Sims 4, so might even post some of my characters that way.

Favourite genres: Fantasy, horror, paranormal, science fiction, and historical.

Other platforms: AO3

Personal tag: #ara rambles

⥉ About This Blog ⥉

Open to asks about my OCs, world lore, or just wanting to drop in and have a chat!

Mainly using this blog to share lore, snippets of my novels, things that amuse me and worldbuilding.

Current Novel WIPs:

Monstrum (Which, yes, is loosely based on my fanfic under the same name) A God who never wanted to be a God, sea elves, sapphic dwarven Goddess, polyamory is pretty much the norm, cursed tome that exploded a temple, MC works out he's a transman... What more could you want? Oh wait, there's one more thing: son of God who died multiple times and came back wrong each time, is currently possessing MC's meant-to-be-dead mother! Oops.

Quondam

Takes place centuries before Monstrum, when The Maker was only a sorcerer who wanted a better world... and now deals with the consequences of taking over as Sovereign of the World. Surely she can change her world without destroying it?

[Un-named]

Crash landing on a unknown planet, memories wiped... The A.I. with corrupted data, known as Thio, calls them Viator, but is that their name? Or a title? The only thing Viator knows is that they were thrown into a black hole... and now have a ship to fix, and to find civilisation.

⥉ DNI ⥉

Pro-contact paras, anti-lgbtq, anti-otherkin/therian

My OC tags:

Monstrum: #laianna/aurélien | #opal | #vesper | #adara | #amara | #hermia | #aranea | #ghilain (pronounced gee-layn)

Link to dividers

[ardentguilt]

PSA for trans Aussies applying for a TFN (tax file number)

So I’ve discovered that if you’re transgender and are on HRT (for certain if you’re a trans man) your best bet for applying for a TFN is to fill out the online form, print it and take it to an Auspost office to finalise.

Don’t bother with the dogshit MyID app because it’s highly unlikely it’ll be able to match your face to your primary ID document (aka your passport) if your passport pic was taken pre transition.

For me as a transman this was the case as I now have pretty obvious facial hair and HRT did change my actual face structure somewhat so the dumbass matching ai figured I was an entirely different person.

So doing this via the Auspost office you’ll need to take your printed TFN application form, primary ID (preferably your Australian passport but birth certificate works too), secondary ID options (I used my photo ID card and Medicare card but other cards like a drivers licence will work) and obviously yourself.

The post office worker will input the required details then have you provide your signature to scan and match to what’s recorded on at least some of your provided forms of ID.

If all is good you’re good to go and it’s usually 1.5 to 28 days for it to go through fully and you get your TFN.

I DID disclose to the postal worker that I am trans and couldn’t get it done online because my passport pic was taken pre transition so I’ve changed enough that the computer can’t match my face and everything was all good with this.

So this way you don’t have to scan your actual face, the postal worker just verifies your info, signiature and I guess verifies your visual identity themselves as an actual real person who’s aware of your gender situation.

Yes it’s a pain in the ass but at least this way works since like all Aussie government things the myID app is complete dogshit.

[animaljamaa]

hey, finally getting the motivation to post about my aj headcanons/ocs/human au I guess? like my version of the universe and all the characters I like :P

ANIMAL JAM

There are 3 universes/worlds, Earth, Jamaa, and the Phantom Dimension. Earth is just like ours but there's no people from our world there. Like they don't have Taylor Swift. There's no war and every culture that hadn't naturally stopped existing is still there, undisturbed. It's a lovely and happy place, except for the army that helps fight the Phantoms. The Phantoms slowly invaded Earth country by country, and each group of people migrated to Jamaa as a safe space (kinda like Krakoa?). so like the phantoms take over Australia and all the Australians got to jamaa (like how the koalas or kangaroos all show up). i can never decide if the people should be humans or hybrids but when I imagine them as hybrids, they're usually animals that are found in places relevant to the person. like a Chinese person would be a panda hybrid in jamaa a koala hybrid would've been aussie on earth, but there are exceptions. when you go to jamaa you get blessed by Mira and she lets you choose how you'll look. Jamaa is mainly populated by orphaned children from the phantom war. it's mainly people in a lot of trouble or danger who get taken to jamaa, like someone's dad might still be on earth because they can hold off the phantoms, and they let mira take their child to jamaa. like how in megamind his parents sent him to earth to be safe LOL

CANON CHARACTERS

for my nationality headcanons i took the ethnicity/places of significance from their namesakes and where their animals are from.

GREELY real name Adolphus "Adolf" Greely, a Russian-Yupik transman in his 50s

LIZA Chinese bisexual woman in her 50s

PECK Transfem Peruvian in her 20s

SIR GILBERT Indian-Alutiiq in his 40s

TAVIE 16 year old Chilean-Roman princess (i used to hc her as roman, Japanese, and nepali,, I know it makes no sense but I think I based it off nepali river dolphins? but decided recently it was too ridiculous so now she's just an amazon river dolphin... i miss you nepali tavie... i used to draw her in traditional dress it was so beautiful...)

LEILANI 16 year old Afro-Hawaiian lesbian (dating tavie... they both love the ocean... i could go on for hours about them I have so many pinterest board bro)

JUNO Nonbinary Roman

ZOIA Ukrainian-Inuit woman in her 50s

ORIGINAL CHARACTER

there's only one for now...

Maria "Greely" (adopted name) was a 7 year old Spanish-American bear hybrid. She was orphaned during the war and sent to Jamaa, but on NOTP a phantom portal opened up and took her to the phantom dimension. Greely, who had recently resigned from being an Alpha, found her and took care of her, taking her back to Jamaa. But during her time in the Phantom Dimension she became infected with phantopneumosis, a lethal lung condition caused by inhaling the fibres from Phantom-infected plants, and she passed away. This caused Greely to descend further into isolation and he lost a lot of compassion towards Phantoms.

Timeline

in my story the lore of AJPW happens first and then AJC. i imagine all of the characters are quite a few years younger in play wild, but I still mix around some events. for example, I imagine maria died between play wild and classic, which is why Greely is so against Jammers being in the volcano in classic, because he knows he's failed to save one before.

thats it ill go into my designs for each alpha and whatnot later cause I have loads and I've done so many drawings I've just been too shy cause everyone on jamblr is so cool eeeeeek and maybe ill post my aj fics too😊↕️

[storycraftcafe]

Character Profile Tag

Thanks for tagging me @inseasofgreen

Gonna dig into my notes for the lading lady of my unnamed paranormal romance thingy.

Rules: Copy and paste the template, fill it out for one or more of your OC's, then post your OC's and the blank template for others to copy and paste.

Name: Katherine

Nickname: Kat, Kathy, never Kath

Kind of being: Human.

Age: 21-22

Sex: Female

Appearance: Young, around average height, stocky build with strong shoulders, and thick thighs. Shoulder length wave, dyed black, faded ends, green eyes. Wears glasses, prefers darker clothing varying from practical and comfortable to standard rock girl fare: boots, jeans, band shirt and jacket.

Occupation: Retail at a Outdoor and Hunting Store. (long story)

Family Members: Dad: Stephen, tragically and very recently deceased. (right in front of her). Mum: Alice. Alive but estranged but currently taking her daughter in. Also has secretive reasons for leaving that are plot/worldbuilding related. Paternal Uncle: Bazza (Benjamin), an absolute rough-nut of a human. Handles pest control on farms and shears sheep, helps manage livestock Kind of a nomad. Maternal Grandmother: Linda. Kat doesn't remember her Grandmother well or fondly. Might have something to do with that boatload of trauma.

Pets: Crocbait, knowns as Croc, Crocca, or "Absolute mongrel". Service dog for panic attacks, anxiety and PTSD and the like. Is a mutt, seems to be some combination of Blue Heeler (aussie cattle dog) and Labrador mix. The result is an energetic, friendly but fiercely protective companion that knows how to be adorable on demand.

Best friend: Back in Aus: Rachel - Roommate and bestie, athletic playing Netball on the weekends, degree in business and working at a call center to make ends meet. Taught Kat crotchet and his a small side business making crochet stuffies. In the US: Alex: Very neurodivergent, transman and just a practical nerd. Shoots for fun/hunting. Introvert, but sees a fellow outsider in Kat and offers the kind of friendship they wished they had. Strong problem solver and a stable rock.

Describe his/her room: More of a guest bedroom with en-suite upgraded. At one point her Mum hope she'd visit and use it so there's still some younger vibes, a few of Kat's favourite toys untouched for years and pale colours. Kat's touch is limited with darker bed spreads, personal photos and a books. It's early days yet and she isn't sure how long she's staying around.

Way of Speaking: Wry sarcasm, and quick wit, casual and slag filed until she's pissed off then it gets precise and impersonal and a little condescending. If it suddenly starts raining hard, she's likely to ask "Think it'll rain?" while getting soaking wet.

Physical characteristics (posture, gestures, attitude): Good posture, stims by rubbing her hands, along a scar from arrow fletching on her right hand. Jiggles her leg, bites her lip when anxious. Facial expressions tend to be subtle when she's not feeling something intense. Exudes physical confidence, holds herself upright, head high and a still developing "dont fuck with me" aura. Stares unintentionally. has the ADHD postural sway, and bumps into things a lot.

Items in his/her pockets or backpack or purse: Clicky card stim, treats for Crocbait, minipen and notepad, phone, earbuds, ear plugs, some kind of snack. Usually a book to read.

Hobbies: Reading, so much reading, fiction and non fiction. Archery, with the occasional bit of pest hunting back home. Games but just the cosy ones. Crochet. Woodworking.

Favorite sports: Archery, martial arts (tae kwon do and juitsu). Loves HEMA but hasnt had the chance (or money) to try it.

Talents, abilities, or powers: Scary good instinctive archer, pretty decent hunter. Fast reader, strong memory for information, facts and semi eidetic memory (visual memory which helps with her poor working memory). Fantastically calm in a crisis (just brace for the meltdown after).

Relationships (how he/she is with other people): Shy and cautious at first but friendly. Uses humour as a buffer, and presents herself as easy going and calm. You know you're getting close when you start seeing the dryer sarcasm, the grumpy moods and she drops the "just like everyone else" mask that can and has creeped people out. With her trusted people, she lets her neurodivergence fly and is a weird, somewhat temperamental nerd dealing with a lot of guilt, grief, and suicidal ideation.

Fears: Deep running water, car accidents as the passenger, large "trucks/utes". Flooded roads. Meltdowns in public.

Faults: Reactive and temperamental. Her well read, well learned background lends to arrogance and condescension. She's working on both. Overly independent to the point of self harm, and a little too self deprecating.

Good points: Passionate, compassionate and genuinely kind. Strong believer that everyone has their strengths, that smarts is more than academics, and is generally warm, safe and protective of her people. Likes to uplift over tearing down.

What he/she wants more than anything else: Her Dad back. One way or another. The hurt to stop. Throwing a free for all tag but tapping @ryns-ramblings @author-a-holmes ad @spideronthesun to join in if you like.

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[dragondaddyofaus]

OOC nsfw blog for the mun of @ardentguilt

I might tell you my name. Eventually~

First off some rules here:

No minors. None. If you’re under 18 shoo. This isn’t the place for you so get outta here.

Be respectful. Don’t be a bigoted asshat or you get an instant block. I don’t have the patience for that shit. Trans men are men. Trans women are women. Don’t like that? Fuck off.

Followers are welcome to ask me questions. Likewise I am welcome to choose not to answer questions that if I feel weird about what was asked.

And now for a little info.

I’m just an Aussie transman who may or may not be a secret werewolf as is a common theory/running joke amongst family and friends.

My main interests are reptiles, collecting minerals and being a ‘horny bastard’.

Now with that said let’s get to some fun~

[qnewsau]

Bill Armitt: A trans man in the bush in 1950

New Post has been published on https://qnews.com.au/bill-armitt-a-trans-man-in-the-bush-in-1950/

Bill Armitt: A trans man in the bush in 1950

After a trip to the Big Smoke to consult Sydney’s leading gynaecologists, trans man Bill Armitt caught a bus back to the bush and disappeared from history.

In 1950, 22-year-old Bill Armitt lived in the 100-year-old slab hut where he was born. Home-schooled on a farm 60 kilometres from Goulburn, he grew up with no other kids to play with. Although assigned female at birth, Bill stopped wearing dresses at seven. He cut his hair short, wore men’s clothing and took up the tough life of an Aussie bushman.

The Sydney Truth interviewed Bill twice for newspaper articles, once at home in the bush, and again during his trip to Sydney.

Bill told the paper he worked six days a week, getting out of bed at 5 and making breakfast for himself and his elderly father. He then made himself two thick jam sandwiches for lunch, and walked two miles into the bush where he worked until dusk clearing scrub and grubbing out stumps. Back home, he made dinner from cold mutton and boiled potatoes. He read a Western novel by the flickering light of a kerosene lamp for about an hour before bed.

Once a year, he went to the pictures in Goulburn and saw a Western.

But, happy as Bill seemed, he “worried for years as the the nature of [his] sex.”

A Macquarie St specialist told Truth it was possible Bill was a man whose sex just needed adjusting by an operation: intersex.

Bill Armitt in Sydney

Bill left the farm and headed for Sydney where he saw the sea for the first time, rode an escalator, and a train… and was examined by gynecologists.

They declared him medically a woman, devastating the young man.

“I know in my heart that I am a man and that I will always be a man.”

The gynaecologists referred Bill to a psychoanalyst who confronted Bill with his choices in life.

Dress as a woman and superficially live life as a woman: “a fish out of water, a social misfit.”

Or go back to the life he knew and loved – the hard life of a bush worker. Kudos to this 1950s psychoanalyst for recognising Bill’s truth. He already lived his authentic life. It was a tough life but the life he loved.

At 5.10 on a Thursday afternoon in 1950, Bill Armitt caught the bus back to Goulburn, returned to the family farm and never again made news.

His father died in 1956 and Bill about two decades later in 1974.

Trans Men in Aussie History:

Eugene Falleni: The trans man who killed to protect his identity.

Newspaper apologises for outing Bendigo trans man 143 years ago.

Revisiting Bill Smith, Australia’s first transgender jockey.

And overseas….

1945: When Kiwi transman Mr X got married.

Murray H. Hall: trans political operative shocked New York.

Charles Winslow Hall, ‘exposed by illness’.

For the latest LGBTIQA+ Sister Girl and Brother Boy news, entertainment, community stories in Australia, visit qnews.com.au. Check out our latest magazines or find us on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and YouTube.

[grimmars]

Your mother was no sharon stone..

Hey!! I'm grim and welcome to my cave 🦇 gay transman, proud owner of a ginger cat

about me: I'm an aussie emo guy with adhd, dyslexia and autism who's pursuing fashion and hoping to finally figure out how I'd do drag :p

main interests: fashion, horror movies, queer rep in tv, manga, researching queer history, gaming, knitting, annotating books.

Hyperfixations: spiderman, community, gorillaz, umbrella academy, malice mizer (mana sama), dragula, criminal minds

Byf: I don't tag things alot so be careful with spoilers and triggers <3

Dni: Homophobes, racists, ableist, transmed, sexist, transphobic, terfs.

Borders from:

[wrestlgbtboards]

Moodboard:

Transman!Kyle Fletcher (requested by anonymous)

[zombiehearts2007]

My mum, seeing me listening to NSYNC,

" Your transition to gay is complete."

[ardentguilt]

FAQ

18+?

Yes. Mun is a 1994 baby and this is an 18+ blog as it will contain adult themes at times so no minors should follow and i MEAN THIS as there CAN absolutely be real legal consequences.

Any Specific tagging?

Yes. I tag common things that tend to freak people out and will tag things if asked to within reason.

i tag spiders as #spider snakes as #snake and insects as #bug or #insect.

As for me all i ask is that if i follow you that you tag skeletons, specifically human skeletons and skulls as that is something that will get to me. (Halloween on tungle is not a fun time for me ;-;)

I see you have animals? how many?

many. 2 cats, 2 central bearded dragons, 1 rescue bird and a LOT of fish.

I heard you wrote a book?

You heard right. i have written and had published an informative guide to keeping bearded dragons as pets which i wrote specifically to provide an easy to understand, vet approved and up to date beginner friendly guide to help give new or prospective dragon owners a good start point for learning about these amazing reptiles and their needs.

This book is available as a paperback or digital eBook and you can find it by searching 'Guide to Bearded Dragons as Pets by Jordan Bonner' on Amazon, Kobo, Apple Books or you can contact me directly to place an order if you dont want to give your $$$ to Apple or Amazon (IE i can input your shipping address into the printers order form and show you the cost then you can pay that via a Direct Transfer/PayID where i'll them put your order in directly to the print company who will send the book/s to your shipping address)

DUDE, why do you have a native bird in your house!?

Cricket is indeed an Australian Native Noisy Miner. He was orphaned as a nestling during a storm and rescued from stormwaters. Ideally he would have been raised to being able to fend for himself then re-released however his extremely young age, specific species and being a honeyeater tend to make for a very difficult re-release.

Cricket turned out non-releasable and as such would not survive in the wild without a flock. I am a holder of the required licencing and certifications to have his species and as such him staying with me is the best option for him as he can live out his lifespan comfortably in a safe enviromnent where i ensure he recieves ideal nutrition and appropriate space to stretch his wings and engage in as much normal behaviour as is possible.

The alternative to me keeping him would be effectively sentencing him to death in the wild through exposure, predation or death/injury through attacks from the already established and territorial flocks of Noisy Miners.

Minerals? SHINY ROCKS???

Yep I collect them. If you want to take a look at my collection all my posts of them are tagged as #my minerals

Can you tell us a bit about you?

Why not? I'm an aussie and a transman who's been on T since ~2017-ish. I am open about my identity as a transman and im always happy to answer questions about this, offer tips and advice to those newer to transitioning or who would like to start but dont know how to. All i ask is that if youre going to ask questions you remain polite and open minded (in other words dont be a bigotted asshat or you get the block)

Im a huge fan of animals, particularly the less conventionally cute and cuddly and hold certifications in Reptile Zoology, Herpetology (study of reptiles and amphibians), Zookeeping, Australian Native Wildlife Rescue and Wildlife Sustainability & Conservation.

Ideally i would love to eventually get into work in the rescue and rehabilitation side of things focused on Australia's native reptile species.

I already keep rescue bearded dragons to give those who need special help or rehoming a second chance that they may not otherwise get and through this i have experience in managing and treating various health concerns in these animals. I recently took in a now 12 month old (as of january 2025) dragon who needed rehoming and i have a now extremely elderly dragon i took in as a rescue back in 2018 in terrible condition who i have nursed back to as good a condition as is possible. This one is a real fighter and has made it through so much in his little life. As of january 2025 thig guy is an estimated 11 years old at MINIMUM with potential to be even older than that (amazing considering the usual captive lifespan is 10-12 years and this guy didnt have the best start to life), he's beated a very nasty tumor and due to his very old age is now blind, has arthritis in his feet and drools on one side of his mouth. He doesnt let this get him down and is amazingly still willing to excercise via swims in a warm bath. I hand feed him and assist him with his hydration nowdays as his blindness makes it difficult for him to find food and water unassisted.

[loganstransition]

FIRST T SHOT!!!!!

Yo that’s right I got my first T shot y’all!

It was super easy (I’m lucky tho). My local pharmacy had the T I needed (reandron), I popped down to the GP like ‘uh, can I have my shot done here please?’ and my doctor said ‘oh sure, let me see if the nurse is free’ and she was (lucky again)! So I went on down the hall, lay on my stomach, and she pulled down my shorts a lil bit and in went the T!

It is a little sore, cos T is a pretty thick and oily substance and therefore they gotta go slow when injecting. But it was over pretty quick, I pulled my pants up and it was done!

I nearly skipped back home I swear. I was internally whooping with joy, and when I got into my street I externally whooped with joy. It was amazing, I was finally on T! After all this time, all this waiting, all this being held back, I was finally on T.

On one hand I couldn’t believe I’d made it, there were days when it felt impossible to make it this far. No matter where you’re at I promise you it will get better. It may take time, it may take years, but it is WORTH IT. Just being able to be the true you, live more freely, it’s an amazing feeling, and one that you CAN and WILL experience.

On the other hand I realised that I would be hitting (the proper, tho T-induced) puberty at the same time as one of my (much) younger brothers and I’d been waiting for these changes for ages.

Overall, my first shot was incredible, and I can’t wait for all the changes it will bring!

[whatsinthecanister-blog]

Unconditional

(A/N: Alrighty!! First attempt at this type of story, but I always love a challenge. :D

Transman!Doc and Chubby!Rook. Cutest couple ever. I totally ship these guys now. ^^

For @docsbum

Please enjoy!

(PS: i take requests. All you gotta do is comment a headcannon, ship, or even just a sentence said by someone and I can write something for you. :D )

Doc climbed out of the shower to cross the short distance to the towel rack, the frenchman ensuring to keep his eyes to the wall as he dried himself off, back to the mirror. He hated that mirror. Broken it once or twice if he recalled correctly, something that had very much annoyed his GIGN squadmates.

Now dry, the frenchman began to dress, tossing his shirt on the counter before opening his assigned drawer to remove a roll of tactical tape. Bandit was probably looking for it, but Doc doubted the german would ever guess where it went.

Hands on the counter as he stared down at the sink, Doc finally turned his face upwards to the mirror, staring at the reflection he hated so much.

Imagine being born in the wrong body. Imagine the cruelty of whatever god there was, to take someone's mind and entrap it.

Doc looked away now, clenching his fists so tightly he was certain he would break his own fingers, teeth set as he turned away again, working the edge of the roll of tape, peeling it back.

The knock on the door startled him, the medic standing stock-still for several moments before answering. "Quelle?" He questioned.

"Gus?"

Cracking the door open, Doc felt any dread that had built up suddenly dissipate at the sight of Rook standing directly outside the door, decked out in his usual baggy sweater and loose pants. The chubby frenchman offered him a questioning smile. Doc threw the tape onto the counter before opening the door a bit more, silently ensuring no one else was around before opening it all the way to let Rook into the bathroom with him.

"I'm almost done. Could you help me with this?" Doc questioned, thrusting the tape towards Rook, the other frenchman looking down at it before gently removing it from the older's hand and tossing it aside. "You don't need that. Got you something."

Doc looked up at his boyfriend in confusion, brows furrowed ever so slightly as he felt the briefest flicker of fear and trepidation. "What?"

Rook didn't answer as he held something out to the shorter man.

Silently taking the offered object, Doc glanced up at Rook. The way the he was smiling, eyes alight and chubby cheeks slightly pink made Doc just want to kiss him like there was no tomorrow. The feeling of cloth in his hands trumped that desire as he unfolded it, head tilting slightly as he regarded some sort of shirt. Tank top made of a material he wasn't familiar with.

Rook laughed at his companion's expression of curious uncertainty. "It's a binder. Means you don't gotta use the tape anymore." The larger frenchman shrugged a little. "It's better than the tape apparently. Lets you breath and it's more comfortable."

Blue eyes slightly wide as he looked up at Rook, Doc felt his lower lip tremble. He remembered the long days when he had to stop every few moments to regain his breath, the way Rook would look at him with worry. Gentle hands on his body as his lover tried to soothe the rashes and irritation the tape caused to his skin.

"Here. Put a light shirt on first so it doesn't chafe you." Rook broke the silence, handing Doc his forgotten shirt, watching as the blonde male put it on. "Get your arms into it first," the taller ordered now, holding the binder in a way that the medic could get his arms into it. "It's stiff material and gonna be hard to get into the first little while, but it'll get better the more it's used." Rook explained softly as he helped his lover get into the binder, readjusting it until it was the most comfortable. Another shirt to cover the binder and Rook was stepping back, the tiniest of smiles on his faces. "How's that?"

Doc glanced down at his body before turning to look into the mirror, hands trembling ever so slightly as he inspected his reflection. It looked so different... So much better than when he used the tape, he looked... he looked the way he should.

Watering blue eyes turned back onto Rook, Doc's lower lip trembling as he tried to find his voice. "Je regarde à droite," he whispered.

Now Rook was looking like he was having a hard time to keep himself from crying, a smile splitting his face. "C'est tout ce que j'ai toujours voulu pour toi." He answered as Doc embraced him, body shaking as he tried to bite back his sobs. What had he ever done to deserve Rook's unconditional love? A love this selfless and pure? He didn't know.

Melting into Rook's arms, enjoying the warmth and softness of his chubby lover, Doc was able to lose himself. To cry and not worry about who would see or what others would say. To be who he really was without fear of cruelty or teasing. Rook was one of the only ones that accepted him for who he was. That never once said anything degrading or unkind. He was the one to call him Gustave like he wanted. To love him unconditionally in the dark nights. To not care about what the world said about him.

"Je t'aime tellement, Julien," Doc finally managed through his tears, getting his emotions under control again.

"Je t'aime aussi." Rook answered as he held his sniffling lover, a light smile on his lips. "Est-il confortable? Pouvez-vous respirer bien?"

Doc turned his face upwards to look at Rook, a genuine happiness alighting the blue, a fire that Rook had so rarely seen. "C'est parfait."

TRANSLATIONS: (I used google translate so the wording's probably wrong. :/)

What? I look right. That's all I ever wanted for you. I love you so much, Julien I love you too Is it comfortable? Can you breath alright? It's perfect.