#trans bashing tw

[bat-luun]

TRANSFORMACE / VLKOVINA - 2025

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

"Have you ever looked into the eyes of a cobra? The snake is divine... like me, Beleza Muscadine."

(Bel is a transgender man! He/him/his, xe/xem/xis, and they/them/theirs)

Bel looks different here (yellow/orange eyes, different outfit, fangs, more intimidating), than he looks normally (dark brown eyes, slightly different outfit, slightly crooked teeth, very friendly and extroverted) because of the cursed jewel he has acquired

He slowly becomes more snake-like and pretty much becomes a human/snake demon throughout the story

[hobohobgoblim]

Trans teen stabbed 18 times while eating at the airport.

[masquenoire]

Apart from upper body surgery, Roman didn't require much else to maintain such a masculine figure. When he was dropped as a baby, the resulting fall damaged the pituitary gland in his brain, causing his growth (and aggression levels) to go haywire the day he hit puberty. Before then he remained a very small child, one easily pushed around by his parents but remembering every strike, every insult and slap he suffered at their hands until he was old enough to fight back. It came as a nasty shock to Mr. and Mrs. Sionis when the child they resented for years as being slow, ugly and unfeminine seemingly transformed overnight into an uncontrollable monster hellbent on tormenting them at every opportunity.

[st-dionysus]

(The Poem is named) Emetophobia CW

It’s 2024 and I’m in a 20 year old drag bar, watching the very first trans-masculine performer to compete on their stage, he gets second place even though he deserved first.

I show up to the men’s bathhouse on trans night to get free entry and get turned away at the door, and told it’s for transgirls only, bitch you could have put it on the flyer that transmen need not apply.

I’m doing a line of ketamine off the table, calling it stealing transfem valor.

I get banned from the camsite for listing myself as transgender when I don’t have a dick, I complain online and get told that the trans-masculine body is to grotesque to be fetishized and I should be grateful.

I wear a packer and hitch up a skirt, walk the street, get $20, calling it stealing transfem valor.

Cissie puts a TW #body-mutilation tag under my thirst trap. Tranny puts a TW #dysphoria tag under my thirst trap.

T-girl with a callout post pedojackets me, Enby with TME in bio pedojackets me, T-boy with a self-deprecating joke about men in his bio pedojackets me.

I do another line of ketamine off the table, calling it stealing transfem valor.

I am at the woman’s clinic, I am at the woman’s clinic, I am at the woman’s clinic wearing a mask – not cause I’m compromised (I am), just to hide my beard – avoiding making everyone uncomfortable.

I am getting re-diagnosed with BPD, which just means I have bitch disorder and no one trusts me.

I take my pills and throw them up. I drink my liquor before the beer and throw them up.

I am just 14 when the picture and videos go up. Remind me that I have it easy, they were only pictures and videos.

I am just 17 when the recording of my proof stops before it happens, my phone memory is full, I’m called a liar and now I can’t see buttered crackers, thanksgiving, or sriracha sauce without wanting to kill myself.

No one gets me therapy, but they still want to convert me, she puts her hands down my pants, at least I’m 19, to remind me I’m a woman – tell me how they love trans men again.

I do a third line of ketamine off the table, realize it doesn’t effect me, calling it stealing transfem valor.

I call myself a dog, I start biting my lovers and I have to hold back from ripping out a chunk of flesh, I don’t think I’d throw it up.

I am reading the statistics, 40% of BPD patients try and kill themselves. 1 in 2 transgender men try and kill themselves. I’m one of them. I’m 12 and I swallowed all the pills. I’m 14 and the gun is empty. I’m 17 and I put the box-opener against my throat. Therapist calls me a liar, there is no scar, and my words don’t count for anything.

I’m using he/him pronouns for Stormé DeLarverie, like the stonewall veteran association said to, and telling you he started the riot, calling it stealing transfem valor from a woman who told you she didn’t fucking do it.

I’m shoving my fingers down my throat in a fit of mania, convinced I can vomit up my uterus. She tells me I should be grateful, she’d do anything to be able to get pregnant.

My brother in the struggle gets bottom surgery without top, calling it stealing transfem valor to feel comfortable in his body.

It’s 2024 and I’m at trans pride, the announcers tells everyone to give a round of applause for trans woman, a round of applause for gender-queers, a round of applause for transfems, a round of applause for the enbies, a round of applause for trans-masculine people. You forgot someone. Did you know a trans man started the first ever transgender pride parade?

A book on queer history talks about gay men and lesbians and trans women and the women who dressed as men for better job opportunities. I’m reminded that my invisibility is a privilege, if you aren’t seen you don’t get bashed.

I’m 13 and they throw me in the girls bathroom, pin me down, beat me, and in black sharpie write “dyke”, write “tranny”, write “lesbo”, and pull my hair out the cap I shoved it in.

I’m 19 with D cups that a binder can’t hide and a beard I refuse to shave less I break the mirror and kill myself with the shards of glass I would swallow.

Man at the bus stop calls me tranny and tells me I’ll never be a woman. I’d laugh if he didn’t have his hand on my throat. Calling it stealing transfem valor.

I’m 21 and have to pull a taser on him, cause from the back, even with short hair and top surgery, I look rape-able.

I’m 23 and in the gay district when they chase me down the street, calling me faggot.

Make another forcemasc post, calling it stealing transfem valor.

Read an article about a trans man prostitute that kills himself and ends up another female statistic.

Read an article about a trans man shooter, they blame the HRT he didn’t have access too.

Going to read a callout about me, five pages on Google Docs, does this post make it on the list?

Do a final line of ketamine, write the final line of a poem that makes me want to die, calling it stealing transfem valor.

I puke and miss the toilet.

[these-posts-arent-real]

Oh StarClan... your dash has turned into warrior cats again.

#sorry <3 #this one has parts that are based off of that #one post rhats like "if there were cat-people #do you think calico tboys would try to dye over their patches"

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🍲 ex-thundrclan-kipper Follow

Me & Night (my mate)!!!

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:O Kip's mate has finally been revealed!!! And his name is Night? Cooool.

🍲 ex-thundrclan-kipper Follow

Yeah haha. Technically his full name is Night Hunter, Bringer of Darkness, but it feels so weirdly formal calling him that, so I usually stick to just Night.

#life #kittypet #collar tw #cw collars #id in alt text

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I find it really funny when I see cats on here vaguepost about big blogs. Like cmon mouse-brain everyone here knows who you're talking about. Just say their name.

#this is about that one mommy blogger shitting on kipper the kittypet #btw #in case some of you couldnt tell #would be funny if it wasnt so stupid

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🥬 rxttencatmint Follow

Hahaaaaa.... my mother found out ive been slowly dyeing my ginger patches black...

🪺 robbbinpaw Follow

Why would you do that??? Being a tortie is so cool, I wish I had ginger patches! They're so pretty, why do you want to get rid of them???

🥬 rxttencatmint Follow

Uhm. Gender dysphoria??

Like. I know cis male tortoiseshells exist but they're so rare that most cats take one look at me and go "oh, tortie, must be a girl" and that hurts.

🪺 robbbinpaw Follow

OH STARCLAN im so sorry Rot i wasnt even thinking about you being trans, I probably sounded really insensitive... I do understand what you're saying now.

Didn't even ask, how did your mom take it? Does she know why?

🥬 rxttencatmint Follow

You're fine <3 I get it. And no, she uh.. has no clue why I did it, she thinks I'm in my "emo phase" or something.

🐍 xviper-the-fagx

Uhh unrelated but what do you use to dye your fur?? Asking for... science...

#"science" meaning i am also a tortie tboy #well technically i'm calico but ykwim

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I can't be the only one here who thinks it's unfair to allow kittypets on this site. Posting pictures of themselves and their mates inside of the twolegplace, influencing the young kits on this site to abandon their Clans... surely everyone else sees the problem with this as well.

This is Clanblr, not "Kittypetblr". This was specifically made as a space for Clan cats to connect, not for kittypets to push their lifestyle on us.

They're going to convince our kits to abandon their home and their belief in StarClan just for a more secure life.

#EXACTLY #I only recently found out ex-tc Kipper was a kittypet #it was so upsetting to me because i've always loved his wood-scratch art #to find out he's a clan-abandoner was so saddening

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🌻 l1llyst3m Follow

The recent drama surrounding Kipper the Kittypet is sad and I hate that he's being bashed just for existing, but it's also incredibly stupid. I believe the cat who wrote the original post said something like, "it's CLANblr, not KITTYPETblr," and then something about belief in StarClan and I just... do you even realize how many Clanblr mods are non-Clan and/or don't believe in StarClan?

To name a few, @s-t-a-r-burning is former WindClan now rogue & openly an atheist, @theshadowhaseyes has been a kittypet his whole life, and @ssuunnrraayy-p has made zir entire blog about how ze travels from one Clan to another & doesnt consider zimself a Clan cat. Those are all mods. "It's clanblr no-" shut up. Just shut up.

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🧷 name-lists-by-theme

Theme: Water

as always, these work as either part of your name, but they are intended as the first part!

-Abyss

-Bay

-Bog

-Cove

-Creek

-Current

-Dew

-Fog

-Lagoon

-Lake

-Marsh

-Mist

-Pond

-Pool

-Puddle

-Rain

-Shallow

-Sleet

-Spray

-Splash

-Storm

-Stream

-Torrent

Keep reading

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I think a lot of cats put way too much emphasis on the parts of the warrior code that dont matter, and forget the parts that do, like "feed elders and kits first" and "never neglect a kit in pain or danger"... I feel like those are significantly more important than "a warrior rejects the soft life of a kittypet," but maybe that's just me.

#berry yaps #I'm irritated by the kittypet drama going on on this site

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I feel like we don't talk enough about how SkyClan got chased out of their own territory during a time of crisis rather than all of the Clans trying to make room for everyone...

I mean, seriously. I know it's taught to all SkyClan apprentices, but I've talked to some of my friends from other Clans and they just. Didn't know that. They were never taught that the other Clans allowed SkyClan to be chased out due to territory loss.

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:/ im pretty sure the whole thing about skclan being kicked out of their territory is just a conspiracy theory

🔲 sag3-chas3s-squirr3ls-deactivated

Imagine trying to tell a cat that they don't know their own Clan's history 💀

#ohh i finally found it again #that 1 fucker trying to say that skyclan's history is a "conspiracy theory"

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:/ I do not like being stuck on the wrong site.

[definefaulty]

dadson times two

(mlm smut, incest tw, top male reader, threesome, trans bottom oc, dad oc, dad x son)

finding your new stepdad hot is horrible. of course, but the man is obviously a slut, wearing those tiny shorts and slim t-shirts. of course, that’s probably to seduce your dad, but you are your fathers son and your dick wants some of that. your dad’s always been chill, you’ve jacked off together, even dirty talking about how you’d screw a bottom in the porno. so maybe, maaaybe he’d let you get away with it. their honeymoon is over and he got first dibs, sharing is caring n’ all that.

your new stepdad is almost thirty, slim body, with a nice round ass. there’s some scars under his pecs, and he always acts a little nervous around you. you’ve heard him squealing with your dad in bed before.

so it’s late at night and your dad isn’t home yet, your stepdad is lonely, and horny. you swear you can smell his arousal from his cunt. so you walk out into the living room without a shirt, sporting gray sweats at half chub. your stepdad is mid sip of water when he see’s you and chokes, water spilling onto his shirt.

“geez,” you drone, grabbing a towel from under the sink and walking over, dabing his chest with it, “hole in your mouth?”

“sorry ah,” he says, flushed, “uhm, you startled me.”

you smirk, dragging the towel down his chest a little low, “i’m not that quiet.”

“well, just, uh, are you warm?”

you hum, pretending to be confused.

he gestures to your naked torso, you seem him gulp, “nah, its comfortable.”

“right! yeah, that’s fine of course,” he says adverting his eyes, you see his knees press together.

you smirk and drop the towel on the island, moving behind him, “you look tense, dad,” you grab his shoulders and press your fingers in his muscle.

he coughs as you do, his hands flinching and then grabbing the sides of the stool he’s sitting on.

“yo… you’re calling me dad?”

“why not? you don’t like it?” you lean a little over his shoulder, letting your breath hit his neck.

“not that i!” he squirms a little in his seat, “i’m just, surprised.”

“well i know you two, consummated your marriage,” you say with an amused tone.

he says your name shocked, head turning to look at you with wide eyes.

“not very quiet, you two,” you say, holding his gaze, “actually it made me wonder something… if i could ask.”

you put on a bashful act, letting your hands drop to fiddle with.

his eyes dart side to side, before he shakes his head and turns around to face you, “of course, anything.”

“well,” you begin, trying not to laugh, “am i… measuring up to my pops?”

“measuring up-“

you drag your sweats down by the waistband, not wearing underwear your cock springs up, quickly filling out the rest of your length. his words die on his tongue as he stares slack jawed at it, his face heating up.

“i know he’s big, so, am i getting there?” you grab it by the base, give it a few shakes.

slowly his hands reach up, his fingers shaking as he slides his palm down the underside of your cock, the other lightly touching the head.

“j… just as big, as your,” his eyes meet yours, guilty and wet, and so horny, “father, i-“

you grab his head and bring him forward, he gasps, lips parted, but you don’t put it in yet. just rest your length against his face, sighing heavily.

“dad,” you whine, “i’m so hard right now, can you help me?” you lean forward to stare into his eyes, shocked and shiny, cute, “i’ll help you too, your daddy won’t be home for a while, y’know…”

he gulps, his eyes starting to cross looking at your cock.

“you need this right now, don’t you? don’t worry, daddy loves us a lot, he won’t mind if we share,” you grin, slowly dragging yourself down his face to his waiting lips.

your stepdad meets your gaze as his lips part for your cock to enter, his tongue feels warm on the underside of it as he easily swallows it balls-deep into his throat.

your moan is gravely, eyes rolling around as you finally sink into the pleasure of his mouth. he keeps his shiny eyes looking at you as he swirls his tongue around the tip. moving his head back in rotating motions he drags his lips till only the tip is inside and then swallows your shaft. the wet sounds fill the kitchen with your moans, your thrusts starting to meet your stepdad’s mouth.

he whines and gurgles around your dick, his hands moving out to grasp your thighs. with your hand on the back of his head you fuck his throat heartily, a grin growing on your face as his eyes fill with tears that pool down his cheeks.

his flushed face is a beautiful sight, and the thought of your dad getting to fuck him every night makes your dick throb in his mouth. his legs are parted now, a wet spot beginning to grow between his thighs. you lick your lips breathing in deeply through your nose, every once of your will power directed to drawing this out.

he pushes his face flush to your pubes, eyes staring at you as he stays there deepthroating it.

“fuuuck, shit, you’re so good at sucking dick dad,” you say with a wink.

he seems to squirm in his seat, his knees closing together. you can imagine his wet pussy already throbbing, the veins in your dick pop at how you know he wants his new stepson to pound his cunt.

he finally pulls back with a gag, a thick amount of spit and precum connecting your cock to his mouth as he gasps for air. his spit lands on his shirt, his hips wriggling on the kitchen stool.

“you need me don’t you dad?” you lean down with a hand on his shoulder, meeting his bashful gaze, “tell me, slut, tell your boy to eat you out.”

his eyes squeeze shut, hands clutching on the ends of his shorts. he gulps, and meets your gaze again.

“f.. fuck, take me.”

good enough, you think, and ravish his lips with your own. he gasps on your mouth, your tongue invading and wrestling with his. his hands clutch your shoulders, running over your skin and wrapping around you neck as he moans. you pick him up by his hips to settle him on the island, your cock finally pressing against his clothed pussy.

his body shivers, your briskly rip his shirt over his head, your mouth darting down to his exposed nipples. he squeals a little when you make contact, sucking and lightly biting. you grind your cock wet with his spit into his pussy, feeling the warmth of his arousal against you. you kick your sweatpants fully off, excited at being totally naked in the kitchen. his legs wrap around your waist as you grind and place hickies up his neck. his moans echo around the kitchen, as you push his to lay down.

his legs spread and you move to kneel on the island, hornier than you’ve ever felt. you kiss his pussy through his shorts, he bends and moans.

“please,” he cries, “e—eat me out!”

“fuck,” you cuss under your breath, feeling his wetness through the shorts.

you tug them off of him, revealing the nearly see-through panties he’s wearing. your cock throbs, grin spreading as your fingers pinch the sides.

“you really were waiting to get fucking pounded.”

he whines, holding his legs up by the knees, biting his lip. the panties are black and faintly you can see his inviting folds, dripping wet. you lick your lips, dragging your gaze up his presented form, he looks at you with his chin tilted down, eyes doey, and face flushed. you crawl forward with an eager smile, leaning down to grab the hem of his panties with your teeth. he gulps, his toes pointing downward.

he smells so good, a whiff of his body soap, fruity and light. mixed with his slick, you tug them off with your mouth. flicking them off the island with a turn of your head, your hands spread out his smooth thighs, his shameful cunt fully exposed to you.

unable to wait a second longer, you dive in, when your tongue connects he lets out a squeal, the sound like music riveting through you. you lick up his folds, kissing around the very small of his thighs, drag your tongue inbetween and spread them with your fingers. his back arches off the island, his hips squeezing around your head, you slid a finger inside, curving it upward to drag along the top of his pussy. your tongue circles around his clit, puffy and hardened. he squeals, his hand moving over his mouth.

“c’mon, dad, look at me,” you murmur.

you wait for his head to shakily peek up at you, to start sucking on his t-dick as another finger slides into his heat. he’s moans with his hand muffling it, his thighs spreading instinctively.

his taste is sweet on your tongue, the smell of him filling your nose. your tongue dips into him from his clit and back, running gentle circles on his clit. you dog your tongue deeper, flicking where you think you’ve found a good spot. he squirms, your name stumbling from his lips in shameful ecstasy.

you hum or growl into his pussy, his thighs shake around your head, he groans and his hand flies down to the back of your head, clutching your hair as his moans climb higher.

you keep your fingers pumping, digging as far inside his pussy as your tongue will get. you keep your thumb on his clit, making your movements at the same careful pace.

he cuss’s, eyes fluttering open, “f—faster, there!”

he groans as you go quicker, his hips starting to buck against your face. his pussy floods your mouth and smell with his slick, his hand keeping your head flush with his cunt. you feel his legs bend against your back, see his head throw back as he keeps moaning. you pump his t-dick with your hand now, the other pumping and spreading his folds for your tongue.

“just like that! i’m gonna cum, cum—cumming!” he squeals, his thighs clamping around your head.

despite the tight lack of air, you push your face into his pussy, feeling him meet you with his hips.

“FUUCK,” he yells.

he squirts against your face, some of it landing across your back and over the island. his whole body shivers, his eyes rolled back and mouth agape. you keep eating him out through his orgasm, slowly following his moans and breathing till his hand gently pushes you back. you pull back with spit stringing off your tongue, breathing hard.

he’s sprawled in front of you, a dopey small smile on his face. his pussy is wet and open, his whole body is sweaty, and you swear glowing. he slowly turns his head to look at you again, biting his lower lip his eyes start to move down.

your cock is rock hard and throbbing, bounding over the sweet bliss of his pussy. you grin, one hand slick with his wetness going to give yourself a few pumps. you hear him whine, and see him slowly grasp his thighs, bringing them closer to his chest.

“dad?” you ask with an eyebrow lift.

“lemme,” he says, face flush from the orgasm and bashful, “help you… too… fuck. j—just fuck me.”

you lean forward, moving up until your both face to face, laying the underside of your dick against his folds, feeling the wetness on you. he adverts his eyes, throating bobbing as he gulps. you press a kiss to his cheek, feeling his hot skin light up, and press kisses around his jaw, his chin, taking hold of it you move his head to look at you, before kissing him on the lips. he’s puffy and sweet, running your tongue over his lip and biting it lightly he parts his mouth for you, sliding your tongue over his. you start to grind yourself against his pussy, his legs wrapping around you a moan vibrating into your mouth. his hands travel over your shoulders, lightly he drags his nails across your back.

you move to suck on his neck, grinding your cock against him enough to nearly feel his warm walls encasing your member. you both share a shudder as he pants, his lips getting close to your ear.

“just… put it in, please.”

your eyes roll, hands gripping onto his hips. you move your pelvis back to line up with his pussy, laying your forehead against his. as you enter he gasps, glossy eyes staring up at you as you feel the wet folds of his body stretch around your girth. you thrust forward until your flush against his body, buried inside him. his eyes roll back, his panting hot against your face. you groan, burrying your face into his neck.

he giggles, sounding almost drunk, druming his fingers along your back, "C'mon bud, fuck me like a man."

you draw your hips back, every inch of his walls sliding deliciously against your dick and slam forward again, eliciting a moan from him that is high pitched and has his legs wrapping tightly around you. you groan, hands clutching to his hips as you stare into his expression, his parted wet lips and shut eyes.

"look at me, daddy," your voice is raspy, hips thrusting back and forth, you snake a hand down to stroke his clit too, his back arches up and his hands drop to run through his hair.

he manages to open his eyes, shuddering as another of your thrusts drive your cock against his cervic. you start to pick up speed, matching in time with the teasing of his clit, his moans stumble out of him freely, his sweaty body rising and falling with his panting.

you feel totally lost in the bliss of his sweet pussy, admiring every flinch and squeeze and moan as you fuck him. his breathing starts to rise higher, legs spreading he looks down to watch your member ravish him, his hands clutching your arm supporing you at his side.

"hm-gonna, cum! again," he shrieks, your hand stays on his clit, your own will starting to break down, "ha, fuck! fuck," his head drops back, his hips starting to grind forward onto your hand.

"oh, fuck," you groan, feeling the soreness in your abs and your balls tightening, "gonna breed this pussy, fill up daddy with cum."

his walls squeeze around you as his eyes roll back and shut, his whole body tensing as his orgasm rockets. you feel wetness flood around your cock, your own release happening right as his starts, your mouth hangs open, hips stuttering forward to bury your member inside as ropes start filling him up. he cries out, his hands gripping your arm that toys with his clit, and you slow down, feeling the last of your relase leak out of you, and let his body come down from the high.

you both pant heavily, sweat covered, you run your hand along his shaking thigh, and hip. your eyes move to his pussy as a drop of your cum starts to leak out, you finger it inside again, feeling him shudder with your touch.

it's only then do you hear your dad clear his throat, both of your heads snapping to the archway entrance of the kitchen. he stands with his arms crossed, dress-shirt rolled up to his elbows, his forearms thick and hairy. he's a tall man, his shirt filled out nicely. your gaze drops to his pants where an obvious boner runs down his thigh, his hand moves to grope it and you gulp, feeling a nervous but horny excitment run through you.

"just couldn't wait a few minutes, you little slut," he growls, stalking forward, "and in the kitchen too?" he looks up at you with an amused eyebrow and you cough.

"true, honestly," you say, rubbing the back of your neck.

his eyes take in the shameful fucked state of his husband, who is now flushed red, his mouth drops as if it say something but doesn't. instead your dad's hand grips his thigh and spins his around, forcing him on his back with his knees up.

"all fucked and creampied, aren't you baby?"

he whines, hands holding onto his thighs, "daddy..."

your dad shoves his face into his pussy, his bearded jaw working as his tongue darts inside, you feel your cock stir and harden, a hand moving to stroke yourself as your dad eats your cum out his cunt. your heart beats loudly, your stepdad throwing his head back with more highpitched moaning, you see your dad's thick fingers move to gather up slick and probably your cum, before moving down to prod around his asshole, sliping his finger in and out in light penetration.

you move forward on your knees by your stepdad’s head and slap your cock against his face, your hands traveling down his chest to squeeze his nipples, getting another squeal out of him. your dad looks up at you as he eats him out, seeing your cum coat his lips makes your cock throb.

drawing back a string of spit sticks to his chin, and he adjusts the bulge in his pants.

"we're going to the bedroom, this time," he gathers your stepdad in his arms, his eyes dazed, and carries him bridal style off to the hallway.

you stumble off the island, erection swaying as you follow down the hall. their bedroom is large as is the bed, and your dad all but throws him onto the sheets, starting to unbotton his shirt. you grin, crawling around to your stepdad. he looks up at you with a lost gaze and you smirk, slapping the tip of your cock against his lips. he parts them and starts sucking his jucies off of you, you use the back of his head to get him to move back and forth. your dad chuckles, throwing his pants off as his hardon bounces, he grips your stepdad's thighs and wastes no time sliding himself in his pussy, you feel him moan around your member, and your dad picks up a brutal pace fucking him.

you position your thighs around his head and start thrusting yourself into his throat, smiling as you both fuck his holes, you find yourself face-to-face with your dad, panting as you fuck.

"kinda liked we talked about that one time huh?" you ask.

he shakes his head, a hand grabbing your hair before you can think, and he crashes your lips together. it's a fucked up thing maybe, but your horniness is flooding your head, and you makeout with him, feeling your stepdad clutching your asscheeks.

eventually you get off of him, letting him gasp dumbly for air, your dad moves him to lay on his chest, and you stand behind the pair, your cock dripping with spit.

he moans dumbly into your dad's shoulder, who moves his hands down to grope his asscheeks, presenting his hole to you.

“fuck your slutty step-daddy’s ass, boy.”

smirking, you get a leg on the bed for stability, and push your cock inside his ass. his head rises with a cry, and you clutch his hair to get your tongue in his mouth. you thrust inside his ass as your dad grips his waist to get him bouncing on his cock.

he moans and squeels, a hand clutching your arm as your wrap it around his neck, the other squeezing your dad's pec.

"daddy! daddy!" he cries out, "FUCK!"

"you're doing so good baby," your dad moans, "so-so fucking good, keeping taking our cocks."

you grin wickedly, eyes rolling as you sheath your cock inside and grind your hips, "yeah daddies, so fucking good."

your dad's groans get louder, as he slams your stepdad on his cock. you can tell he's getting close, and get your fingers wet in your stepdads mouth, before reaching down to proud at his hole.

he looks up at you, swearing, "dirty fucking kid."

you grin, sticking a finger inside his ass, he groans, his hips thrusting up as you feel your stepdad clenching on your cock, they both cum under you, moaning loudly. you let your stepdad lay against his chest, swearing as you drag your cock out of his hole, you kneel down to work your finger inside your dad's ass, watching his load leak out of that pussy.

your dad groans, and you stand up slipping your finger out. he slowly moves your stepdad onto his side, his cock falling out of his pussy. they both lay there gasping.

your stepdad laughs, "i think i'm, done, holy shit."

you chuckle, still stroking your erection, "what about me?"

your dad looks at you, licking his lips, "you've already fucked one dad, why stop there?"

"holy shit, really?"

he moves onto his knees, arching his back he presents his big hairy ass to you. your stepdad grins, watching from a foot away on the bed. you gulp, moving forward to grasp his cheeks, his cock hangs low between his thighs, a string of his cum leaking down onto the sheets. you smirk, giving his ass a smack, and start licking his hole. he tastes slightly salty and musky, the hair of his ass tickling your face as you eat him out. he moves his ass back against your face, groaning deeply.

you pull back to spit on his hole, getting your finger back inside him and working him up to a second finger. fingering your dad you feel for his prostate inside, your other hand moving to jerk his half-hard dick, you see your stepdad slowly making circles on his clit, biting his lower lip. moving your head down you taste your dad’s cum, sucking on his hardening dick and burying your fingers inside him, he moans into a pillow, his thighs spreading a little more. you pull off his cock with a pop, and start lining your cock up with his hole.

"i think you’re ready old man," you say, giving his ass another smack.

he groans, "fuck me son."

you push your cock inside, his ass is tighter than your stepdads, hot and strong. you swear in surprise, holding his shoulders to push your cock inside to the hilt as he groans, your hips lay flush with his hairy cheeks. he grabs his cock below him, starting to jerk himself off as you pick up fucking him, watching his sweaty back and cheeks bounce with your thrusts. your stepdad masturbates laying next to you two, as your grunts come almost in sink.

"fuck, your cunt's gonna milk me dad," you feel sweat dripping down your back, your body getting tired but your hips rocketing forward and back.

he groans, his hand going to town on his dick, "fucking fill me up, son!"

you force your cock inside with every thrust, eyes rolling as his tight walls squeeze your cock, he groans loudly, his second load spurting onto the sheets, you hear your stepdad moan, squealing as he starts squirting, the tightness of your dad's ass has your orgasm approaching. you push him forward more, getting your legs onto the bed as your start piston fucking him.

"fuck i'm gonna cum, dad!"

with another thrust, you yell, thrusting your cock inside your load shoots out. you swear, as you pull out and jerk the last of your cum onto his cheeks. he groans, gently laying onto his side. your stepdad pants, moving closer into his chest. from this position you can see cum leaking out of both of them, and shake your head, almost feeling dizzy as you leave the bedroom.

[homobrainjuice]

SHIPPING RANT(TW: queer fetishtization?)

so I was just doing my thing chilling n all scrolling through pintrest when I come across this pin

Now, okay. Yeah it’s Twitter or whatever. Of course ppl over here bullying mfers for liking a “basic” ship dynamic

but then, you open the comments.

GENUINELY, WHAT THE FUCK?!

“Oh Brain juice how can you be homophobic 😭💔” NO! This is actually NOT about homophobia. Bee fucking bumblelive me as a gay and trans person myself. It’s that fact that SO many people GENUINELY believe a ship dynamic is “BeTtEr” if it’s gay/ queer coded. It makes me super uncomfortable that ppl were in the comments basically bashing this ship for being “basic straight white ppl couple 🙄” only for some commenter to come in like “okay, but what if it was gay 😝?” And suddenly “OMG!!! THAT WOULD BE SO CUTE HAHA 😍!” Like no????? I’ve actually noticed this in a lot of fandom spaces I’ve been in like Hellaverse. MLM ships like Stolitz or Huskerdust are genuinely abusive/ high key sexual harassment but it’s seen as “cute yoai hehe 😘” when if husk or Blitz were women people would be calling out how fucked up these ships are and how toxic they are. But no, they get a pass because it’s gay. So many ppl on this pin are like “oh it’s better if it’s gay!” Or “oh it’s better if the roles were reversed!!!” Stfu. How is a dynamic better to you when it’s suddenly queer coded. Am I the only one who finds that to be weird??? It’s so odd. Again it makes me uncomfortable how so many people think ships are better when they’re queer. I know this is definitely a result of a lack or rep in the media but that doesn’t make it okay to bully straight ships/ think only queer ships are interesting. Can anyone let me know if they find this weird like I can’t be alone right?

[weird-obsessed-girl]

Wolfstar Raises Harry Fic Rec/TBR

Below is a list with links to fanfics that focus on or include Sirius and Remus raising Harry, all of these are completed (cause I’m too impatient) and will be a mix of fics i have read or that i want to read. Organised by word count smallest to longest.

TW fics will include Harry’s abuse from the Dursleys.

Here’s the link to my other recs and TBR’s Harry Potter Fic List (mostly Drarry)

Raising Harry - mm5729

Domestic fluff, slice of life, fist full moon with Harry | G | 652

Up To No Good - dramaticwitchbitch

Harry learns his first swear word, alt universe, domestic fluff | Not rated | 1k

That’s My Moony - toofadedtofight

Possessive Sirius, discussions of grief, black family tapestry, Wolfstar explaining nicknames to 4 year old Harry | G | 1.7k

Family doesn’t give up, harry - paintblob

Protective Sirius, Vernon gets decked, Wolfstar rescue harry from Dursleys, this is also apart of 2 part series | G | 2.7k

& home & home & home (or, a time loop) - decemberista

Time loop, alt timelines, time travel fix-it, bring back Black, bittersweet, Marauders Era | T | 3.1k

Raising the boy who lived - hufflepuffchaos

A small series, hurt/comfort, good reacher, domestic fluff, Dursley bashing, slice of life | G | 3.7k

A world for us - a_threereasonswhy

Daily prophet headlines, angst, everyone needs a hug, Sirius is bad at feelings, drinking | T | 3.3k

Make it up, fall in love, try - astrolupins

Established Wolfstar, panic, vomiting, Remus fights for fair trial, Sirius is freed, raising harry implied but not in fic | M | 4.1k

This is my family - Patriceavril

Canon divergence, Sirius is free, Christmas, fluff and angst, families of choice, nightmares | T | 7.3k

Another Cheese Sandwich - Notawriter_17

Christmas, domestic fluff, Harry leaves Dursley family, fluff and angst | Not rated | 8.8k

My Anonymous Wolfstar Fics

Anonymous collection of small fics, def recommend ‘Moony and the Wolf’, child Harry, pre and during Hogwarts, fluff, past child abuse, explaining werewolves to harry | T | 10.3k

Baby On Board - aqua_myosis for MsAlexWP

Fluff, mpreg, non-explicit sex, overbearing Sirius, preggers Remus | E | 12k

(The Anatomy of an) Accidental necromancy - roseemma, rosemaldrge (roseemma)

Halloween 1981, POV Remus, hurt no comfort, Sirius free from Azkaban, fanart | Not rated | 13.5k

Rhythm & Blues - lez_writes13

Sirius is freed, heals with Remus, time to get Harry, sign language, domestic fluff, angst, memory loss, hurt/comfort | T | 18.8k

Beautiful boy (darling boy) - roaming_the_greenwood1

Friends to lovers, book 4, trans Remus, Sirius accidentally knocks up Remus, happy ending, kid fic, coparents to lovers, pining | M | 67.9k

Folklore Chronicles - throughthemist

A series of small fics about Wolfstar first meeting and adopting Harry when he’s hogwarts age, canon divergence, Sirius gets a trial | T | 189.7k

[transmasc-artists]

About This Blog

After seeing several posts about the lack of recognition for transmasc artists and musicians, I decided to create a blog to help collect as much as possible into an easy to navigate space.

Who can submit?

Anyone! As long as the art or music is by a transmasculine identifying or trans man identifying creator! Transfemmes, cis women, cis men, feel free to boost your favorite creators here!

About the Admin

Hiya! You can call me Admin Nezu or just Nezu is fine. My pronouns are he/him and I am an adult. I'm not going to be sharing much about myself on here, since I want the focus to be on the artists and the art and not me.

At the moment (4/20/25), it's just me running the blog, so update times may be missed, but I'm going to aim for daily posting if possible. If I forget a day, feel free to @ me!

Tagging System

Categories can be hard, so here's the basics of how I break things down.

Main Category - Who made it?

#transmasc digital artist - For digital art by transmasc artists.

#trans man digital artist - For digital art by trans man artists.

#transmasc traditional artist - For traditional art such as painting, sculpting, etc, by transmasc artists.

#trans man traditional artist - For traditional art by trans man artists.

#transmasc musician- For music by transmasc musicians.

#trans man musician - For music by trans man musicians.

#transmasc crafter - For craftwork such as knitting, crochet, felting, etc, by transmasc artists.

#trans man crafter - For craftwork by trans man artists.

#transmasc author - For written works by transmasc authors.

#trans man author - For written works by trans man artists.

#transmasc poet - For poetry by transmasc artists.

#trans man poetry - For poetry by trans man artists.

#transmasc fic - For fanworks by transmasc authors.

#trans man fic - For fanworks by trans man artists.

Modifiers

#transmasc sent- For submissions sent by transmasc submitters.

#trans man sent - For submissions sent by trans man submitters.

#ally sent - For submissions sent by anyone who doesn't ID as either!

#self promo - For submissions of your own works!

#NSFW - For works that are Not Safe for Work, such as smut fics or links to NSFW drawings. Please no IRL NSFW, this isn't a porn site.

#GRAPHIC - For works that contain graphic content, like gore or themes of cannibalism. Again, no IRL content please.

#POLITICS - For works that reference current or past political events.

#TW (Trigger) - If a common trigger is contained in a work, the trigger will be tagged in this format. If you request a trigger tag to be added, I will add it to this list!

I will also tag it with the day of the week, and the date.

What will not be accepted?

Because of my own mental health needs, I will not be accepting any submissions of UNTAGGED MPREG, OMEGAVERSE, DETRANS, or similar content. If you do not have adequate warning, I won't accept it. I might block you if you keep doing it. I may also reject submissions of my own volition if they are triggering to me.

HATEFUL CONTENT is not allowed. No bashing other groups, no racism, antisemitism, etc. No bashing men, either.

WORKS NOT BY A TRANSMASC OR TRANS MAN IDENTIFYING ARTIST ARE NOT GOING TO BE ACCEPTED! THIS IS A SPACE FOR TRANSMASC OR TRANS MEN OF ALL GENDERS AND SEXUALITIES BUT THE KEY THERE IS TRANSMASC OR TRANS MAN! ESSENTIALLY, IF YOU'RE A DUDE AND YOU'RE TRANS, YOU'RE IN!

Violations will be noted. You get 3 strikes before you will be blocked.

Posting Schedule

Mondays - Music Monday

Tuesday - Traditional Art Tuesday

Wednesday - Writing Wednesday

Thursday - DigiTal Art Thursday

Friday - Fan Fic Friday

Saturday - Self Promo Saturday

Sunday - Sleep in Sunday (No Posts)

Feel free to ask questions in the replies!

[p1ayer120]

#현주 an independent portrayal of  CHO HYUNJU , from 𝚜𝚚𝚞/𝚒𝚍 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝟸.  semi-show canon and extremely hc based. mature themes, spoilers, and potential triggers will be present.  ( MINORS + PERSONALS DNI )   A  COMPREHENSIVE  STUDY  IN:  sought comfort, the monetary chase, fighting for what's right, choosing self, falling into the depths of a foreboding atmosphere ... /// perfected by 𝐸𝐸𝑅𝐼𝐸. 21+. they/she/ mixed korean. if you're a personal blog, i am immediately blocking.

affiliated w. @player456 ,

NOTE: this is a side-blog, apart of a hub of muses. follows back from mythsung. more important notes under the cut.

[ 001 ] : other themes to be present involve mentions of death, corpse reanimation, bugs, etc. THERE ARE CERTAIN MUSES DERIVING FROM HORROR SETTINGS : vampires, zombies/corpses, entities; including but not limited to japanese horror: ringu, and other potential medias i may explore. i will generally tag things with tw , cw , etc. personals and minors DNI, immediate block.

[ IMPORTANT ] : i'm going to keep my following pretty limited for my own preference. i'm mixed korean american, and as a pointer to new blogs, all i ask is you remain mindful and do your research. if i see a blog, esp writing characters like kang sae byeok and kang no eul ( both intermix with north korean backgrounds ) i again, am going to hope you're respectful and mindful about it. if you don't, i'll try to have a convo, otherwise i'm blocking.

WHILE THE ACTOR IS NOT TRANS, i am still using park sung hoon as a faceclaim. this was under fire, but i would also like to ask everyone to be mindful of the culture, how lgbtqia+ are treated and how exactly the treatment for anyone in that group goes in south korea. its dangerous, should they have asked actors who weren't out, and it's not against the writer or director for choosing someone who isn't trans. the story itself is the strongest i've seen, and i hope will bring more light to being open to these castings. read more here.

SECOND.

*please note: I am not opposed to writing against the characters portrayed by these face claims : I AM NOT COMFORTABLE with writing against these faceclaims because of the allegations.

face claims:

li jin-wook ( sweet home, squid game ) /apist who sued his victim for defamation while admitting she did not give consent : sources. sources. player 246, Gyeong seok. immediate block if you use the fc.

[  002  ]  :  i'm going to keep things low-key here , but basically BASIC RP ETTIQUITE IS EXPECTED. any form of hate, bigotry or nonsense will not be tolerated, at this point I feel it's pretty stark on what that entails. any form of racism, anti-semitic, ableism, aggressive posting / duplicate bashing, vaguing , petty callout posts. any gross behavior , please do not bring any of it to my blog. I will also often remove myself from things that make me uncomfortable and soft/block for my comfort. if i do unfollow i always softblock , this rarely every happens, but please do not approach me asking why.

[  003  ]  : the easiest way to write w me:   continue prompts i've answered , turning them into threads. or alternatively, I will reblog anything you answer as a thread if muse strikes. spam me with memes / prompts! i always say this but , there's no expiration date to anything i reblog. if you want to interact , sending memes is the easiest way. i like to keep a small following , focusing on a dash with those who i can see myself writing with, which means I won't always follow back. this is not meant to be taken as serious as it sounds, i just genuinely cannot write with everyone , i hope you understand. i can sometimes be slow with replies. if i owe, i truly don't mind being reminded.

[  005  ]  : shipping isn't necessary to write with me, however i'm always open to the idea of different ships, as well as platonic connections.  i can't ship instantly even if we're writing muses that have a connection. i'm heavily plot based and that includes shipping. i prefer to talk about our muses in depth before considering whether or not the chemistry is there, but this isn't a ship -driven blog.

[piffany666]

Ok just one more punk progeny won't hurt~

Chapter 6: the double standard

(Trans ftm Bright eyes - he/him pronouns)

TW this Chapter contains an accurate not so positive view of alexis, regardless of your opinion of alexis please don't send death threats to either me or my proofreader.

Bright had been staying in the solaire mansion for a while now, so he wouldn't refer to what he is doing as "moving in", no, more like.....unpacking.

But alas, that's what William called it. Moving in.

He hadn't told anyone else that he'd made his decision, William reassured him that he wouldn't have to and that he was planning on getting everyone together for a "family meeting".

Bright was clambering over the mass amount of boxes he had scattered around the room in an attempt to organise his things.

Tank had recently given him a bunch of their old things, clothes, CDs, DVDs, comics all that good shit.

But he only now decided to actually get out the stuff they gave him and place it around his room.

Mabye that was because it wasn't HIS room till recently.

Suddenly, while looking around for a spot to dump one of the empty boxes, there was a knock on his door.

Bright had always lived with other people, granted it was never for very long, but within all his years of living, not one of those people ever knocked before entering.

So Bright was, understandably, more than a little startled when he heard a knock on his door.

"W-whos there?!"

Despite Bright's defensive tone, William responded sweetly.

"It's just me, Bright eyes, may I come in?"

Bright relaxed at the sound of his voice.

"O-oh yeah sure just gimme a sec"

"Of course~"

He continued frantically looking for somewhere to put the box down.

Eventually he chucked it onto the bed and went to open the door.

William slithered into the room and closed the door behind him, but not all the way.

"Good evening Bright eyes, how are you settling in?"

Every time Bright heard William speak his guard went down, his defensive nature was challenged and he felt safe.

At first this scared Bright and while he still hadn't gotten used to it

He didn't mind as much now.

"Yeah, I'm just kinda trying to put my stuff away....I mean....yeah"

Bright sheepishly gestured to the colossal mess he'd made of his room.

Despite Bright's new found comfortiblity with William, he still didn't know exactly how to interact with him.

Bright's almost bashful nature made William smile as he held back a giggle.

"Well that's good"

There was a moment of silence between the two that felt.....awkward.

William coughed.

"Well I'm glad your settling in, but admittedly, I didn't just come in here to check on you"

Bright raised an eyebrow as he waited for him to continue.

"You know that later on tonight I plan on getting the whole clan together for a meeting, and that during that meeting I intend on informing them of....you, but until then I will be out for a meeting with a friend, I'll introduce you tonight, Vincent and his partner will be making preparations for the solstice and Fred, Sam and his mate are staying at their cabin

So what I'm trying to say is-"

"Ill be home alone for the day?"

William gave Bright a smile that looked almost....painful...?

Like he was being stabbed but didn't want to cause a scene.

"Weeelll...not exactly-"

At that moment, the door he had left partially ajar, swung open to reveal somone Bright had only heard cautionary tales of

Alexis.

Alexis was a tall, pale woman. Her hair covered one eye and had a gentle curl. The eye that reminded seen was sharp and silver, not unlike William's, however while his eyes shined with a warm comforting glow, her gase was cold and penetrating, as if looking at her was the equivalent of being stabbed with ice.

Bright felt several chills shoot through him. He felt like he was being tazered.

William sighed as his excruciating smile dropped.

"Bright, this is Alexis, you and her will be the only ones in the Manor tonight"

Bright's head turned towards William as he shot him a look of pleading confusion.

"Alexis, this is Bright eyes"

The eyebrow that was visible raised

"So THIS is Sam's little underling?"

She looked Bright up and down

"Yeah, that tracks"

Alexis didn't know about Bright being taken in by William, that snarky comment alone confirmed that, which did make Bright feel a little smug, but that didn't mean he appreciated the audacity of this b*tch.

He scowled at her

She scowled back

And for a moment the two just stood there unblinking, scowling at each other.

William was glad that no one present could mind read particularly well, as they would both be able to hear him breathe out the words

"Give me strength!...actually no, if whatever cosmic force that is out there gave me strength, these two would be dead......give me patience!"

He breathed in heavily as his smile from before returned to his face.

"Well I better be off! Please have the Manor still standing by the time I get back!"

Before Bright could protest he "woodshed" out the room.

And he was left alone.

With the woman who turned the man who turned the boy who turned him.

A convoluted and yet overly simplistic way to put it

But it wasn't an inaccurate description.

Luckily, Bright had years of experience dealing with snobby older sisters so he took a moment to compose himself after the initial shock of coming face to face with the resident solaire clan's scapegoat.

And simply said.

"Look, I have a lot of unpacking to do and you seem like you have better things to do than babysit me so why don't you get out of my room and go do whatever it is you do when left unsupervised?"

Alexis scoffed and folded her arms as she leaned against the door frame.

"I'm sorry, YOUR room? What? Is Sam's cabin not good enough for you kid?"

Every word she said felt like it was being spat out at Bright.

He smirked.

"Aww well I'm sure you'd love to have an open invitation there~ but I personally can't think of anything worse than being stuck in a cabin in the middle of nowhere with Sam and my maker, so I'm gonna stay here and unpack, thanks"

She looked flabbergasted that this kid she had only just met could muster up the courage to speak to her with such audacity.

But she wasn't about to let Sam's progeny get under her pearl-like skin.

So after what looked like her swallowing her rage, she brushed it off and retreated into the darkness of the hallway.

Bright chuckled softly to himself as he went back to his boxes.

She is certainly in for a suprise later tonight.

So will everyone else but Bright felt more smug about this one.

He didn't know anything about alexis, he could admit that.

All he knew was what she did, not who she was.

That and he knew what everyone thought of her.

Which prompted him to label her as the resident scapegoat.

Exept that's what HE had always been.....in every family he'd ever incorporated himself into, he was the scapegoat.

If he took that away from her when he became William's progeny.....what would she have left?

Or would she continue to play her part despite him?

If that would be the case then....what would he be?

These thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of.....music?

More specifically a piano, exept it was.....off

The tempo was too fast which caused the pianist to constantly slip up and hit the keys all at once in frustration.

While the Manor did give the impression that it was haunted, Bright could safely assume that the culprit for such musical crimes was alexis.

Part of him wanted to go downstairs to shut her up.

There was a lot of the Manor that he still hadn't seen anyway so this could be an opportunity for exploring.

But another part of him reminded him that his curios nature was what got him here in the first place....

Then he said "f*k it, you can't die twice!"

And went searching for the location of the instrument who's screams of pain echoed through the whole Manor.

While searching, he made a note of the decor that dawned the halls of the Manor.

It all looked....tacky but also in its own way decadent, as if the whole building was trying too hard NOT to look like a stereotypical vampire Manor.

Paintings, ornaments and various trinkets were dotted around in no particular order.

It was nice to look at, but it distracted Bright from his goal of finding the piano

And frankly he was getting sick of hearing the damn thing!

Or more accurately he was sick of hearing HER play it.

Eventually he finally found it.

The double doors were wide open, as if she wanted her music to reverberate throughout the whole Manor.

Bright stuck his head through the doorway and saw that not only was there a piano but also various instruments covered with white cloth and dust.

It was safe to assume that this was a music room.

Alexis still hadn't noticed Bright standing there in the doorway, gazing in awe at the room's beauty.

Bright decided to approach her, though she still remained engrossed in her frustrating attempt at playing.

Bright leaned against the piano as somthing dawned on him.

If alexis is supposed to be this big bad vampire then she must be like....SUPER OLD.

So how long had she been playing a song that she simply can't play?

He decided to find an answer to that question.

"How long have you been playing that thing?"

This sudden announcement of his arrival made alexis jump, which caused her to hit the keys with both hands again.

"God f*king damn it! What? What is it!? What do you want?!"

Once again she gave the impression that her words tasted bad and as such she wanted to spit them out.

But Bright was unfazed.

He just put himself back in the mindset of having an older sister.

"Didn't you hear me? I said 'HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN PLAYING THAT THING?"

She hardened her gase.

Before answering, she hesitated.

"More years than you've been alive, kid"

Bright scoffed and did his best to hold back a full belly laugh.

"Damn you've been playing this thing for YEARS and thats the best you can do? How much longer will it take for you to realise that mabye this just...isn't for you?"

Bright felt as if he was poking a bear.

She shot him a look of unbridled fury, the red tint of her eye located around her sharp iris grew as she rose from her chair, causing it to topple over.

"If you think you can do better than be my guest!"

Bright went in front of the piano nonchalantly and began to play the opening to "bat out of hell" a notoriously hard piano solo.

Alexis was flabbergasted and enraged.

Bright turned his head towards her once he had finished playing.

"You know....it really doesn't matter how long you play it for....its about the tempo, the skill and most importantly you have to actually enjoy playing it! I mean arnt you tried of playing this old thing and not getting any better at it? Are you playing it cos you enjoy it or cos you've been playing it for so long that you've forgotten how to play anything else?...."

He got no answer from this.

Consider this bear poked and pissed off.

Bright saw her face go dark and knew that he needed to get out of here as soon as possible.

Once one if his step sisters made the same face at him after he was caught reading her diary.

Bright still has the scar even after death.

"Weeeelll anyway I have some more unpacking to do so I better--!!"

Before he could get away, he was cut off by alexis pulling him back by his hair.

She spun around allowing herself to be infront of him as she pulled him down across the piano

Bright struggled but she was strong, very strong.

She had him pinned, the keys wincing in pain as his body slowly hit them as his head was pulled backwards.

"G-get of me!"

Alexis found herself almost pitting him.

"Shut up. I don't know what your....deal is, but for some reason William has taken a liking to you, despite you being Sam's progeny. I have an idea of what's going on but I really don't want to belive it. Now I sincerely hope that what I think is happening isn't happening. I mean why on earth would William want a washed up, snarky, bratty disrespectful little sh*t when he already has me and Vincent?"

Bright's face dropped into a scowl.

By this point he had stopped struggling.

"But in any case, if you are going to be William's next project then I guess we'll be seeing more of eachother, so tell me.....

What do you think of me? Your Sammy's progeny so I'm sure you've heard all about me hmm? I'm sure you think you've got me all figured out....well? Answer me"

Bright knew when it was his turn to talk.

But he took a moment to look her in the eye

Just to get used to the feeling.

Then he began.

"You know....maybe everything that everyone says about you is right

Mabye you are just a selfish b*tch that couldn't have what she wanted so she decided to take it

By force.

But if all that is true....then....then why dosnt everyone treat Freddy the way they treat you?"

Bright looked down as he said this, as if it actively hurt to say while looking her in the eyes.

Alexis was confused upon hearing this.......then she understood.

Once she did, she loosened her grip on him and backed away, allowing him to get up from the piano.

She studied his face for a moment then her expression hardened.

"Listen to me kid. I did what I did to Sam because I wanted him. It's up to you to decide wether or not the way I get treated around here as a result of that is fair.

But what Freddy did to you wasn't out of malice or selfishness.

It was out of fear.

Because you where, and now will always be, a couple of scared kids who had no idea what they where doing"

Bright couldn't tell if this was supposed to be words of comfort or torment.

Either way he didn't agree with her.

So ge continued to scowl at her.

"I do think the way you're treated is fair. What isn't fair is that if turning without consent is supposed to be this big taboo then why isn't Fred treated the same way you are!?.....what's with the double standard huh?"

Alexis looked bored and fed up with whatever this conversation was.

She had said her piece.

So she left.

Bright was alone in the dusty, dark music room.

He went over to the white sheets and whipped them off, each revealing a new instrument.

One of them was a slightly piano.

It was white as opposed to the burgundy one alexis seemed to obess over.

He smiled softly, then went back over to the piano stool to pick it up.

He dragged it over to the slightly larger white piano and once he was sat down he began to play.

The sound reverberated through the Manor just as it did before.

Exept the music was less harsh and more melancholy and oddly comforting.

Alexis heard it.

Her face sofend for a moment.

Then she shook it off.

Taggs: @darlin-collins @anexistingexistence @you-think-i-care-mate

[ari-oreo]

blackness, neurodivergance & polyamory

tw: SA mentioned, VENT, cultural & spiritual discussion, desirability politics/concerns, looooonnngg (think small essay)

so, i'm black, omnisexual, polyamorous, auDHD and christian + fat & disabled. i get really confused at the mess that I find myself in when it comes to romantic attraction and relationships with the combination of these identities and my own preferences. in short, i'm afraid of ending up alone and in this fear i get confused in my attraction and i'm worried about maintaining/having any kind of boundaries and standards.

i'm prone to losing my mind and getting really confused whenever someone shows interest in me, even though i might not be attracted to them fully, i've noticed that I tend to convince myself that i'm attracted to them at some point, despite my knowing fully well that they aren't my type or have anykind of personal traits that I find attractive. i get over-excited whenever people talk about finding me physically/sexually attractive as i'm not used to that being a thing. the excitement and panic i related to that makes it difficult for me to bring myself to enforce my boundaries, standards and prefrences as i'm mainly just grateful that i'm attractive to them in the first place. 

but a part of what feeds into this is the fact that i'm not fat in the way that my more attractive peers are, they're fat while having much better proportions than i do, i also grew up in whiter spaces and don't have the features and grasp of black community beauty standards that they do. and i'm not really attracted to non-black/white people, (i had my last white crush in middle school, i am now going into college, i've noticed the polyamorous community is pretty white) and more than this, my disabilities all have a factor of fatigue and this makes taking care of myself at baseline difficult, which makes putting large amounts of effort into my appearance regularly, nearly impossible. this makes it difficult for me to preform adequate black femininity, and while i see myself as more of a stem, it's still difficult. within the black community, it's been hard-pressed to find people that i'm attracted to and are attracted to me that are even OPEN to polyamory in a remotely ethical manner. (this is probably just cause i'm in high school, but i'm also primarily attracted to studs when it comes to girls, but all the ones i've encountered have been astronomically transphobic {im not trans, but transphobia pisses me off} [this isn't a bash on studs, im only a teenager and my area is small])

being christian/christian omnist makes it that much more difficult, because i gave up on finding someone, let alone multiple people, that i could have a relationship with that would share my beliefs and be accepting of my identities. 

these are all only compounded by the fact that i believe myself to be hypersexual, and whenever that hikes/an episode happens, i become desperate for any piece of sexual attention that i can get and any boundaries/apprehensions that i have become secondary, no matter how much i try to keep it all at bay. i become burden upon my partner in how much attention i need and my adhd makes my memory span practically non-existent, meaning that no matter how much i'm given, its almost never enough. this combination fo situations is what lead to my SA, two times in two years, by the same person as consequence of his faux acceptance of polyamory, "christian values"(albeit, performative and mild), open "romantic" & sexual interest in me and the level of attention & affection he was willing to give (it was love-bombing and everything he ever did for me was ploy). and the way that it managed to happen a second time was thanks to my tendency to forget, a symptom of my neurodivergence. he also used spiritual and neurodivergent talking points that made me believe i could trust him. 

my experience with him have only made me and my current partner more worried about my future and if i have any chance of having the life that i want. my partner and i are aware that he and i have very different plans for our lives, (including the fact that he's monogamous, but this isn't the only thing) so we've agreed to split after high school graduation. this has lead to us having open discussions about both of our concerns and fear for me in the future. we're both scared of my hypersexual episodes (which we refer to as the attention-urge) and what they may lead me to do and what people they may lead me to get involved with, my episodes only make the rest of my concerns and conditions worse and i'm scared that i'll never get to have healthy, loving polyamorous relationship without compromising on my prefrences, minimizing aspects of my identity or just not at all.

i'm not sure exactly what this is, but thank you for reading, i hope i was able to get my point across.

[mistress-chan]

Four Years - Take Two

TW: Fascism, Trump

First off I will say, I am afraid. I am afraid for myself, I am afraid for others, and I am afraid for the future.

Last year I wrote a little thing about how my rebirthday was and about how good things have been. This year I wanted to write about the total shit show that 2024 was but because this last week and a half honestly has made me want to relive 2024 I do not have the energy to. The current fascist regime in power seems to have a hard-on for making 1.3% of the American population’s life a living hell, I think maybe because one of his daughters came out as trans but what is to say. But now I wonder how long I will be allowed to be myself. If you were to tell me four years ago that I would feel this scared about the future I would not have believed you. I mean Trump again? But here we are with my rights already being stripped so those in charge can distract others from what is truly going on. I really hope in four more years I will be wrong with how dire it seems right now, but right now I am just fighting to get to year five.

I leave you with the song that has been playing daily for me for almost two weeks now.

Re-Gaining Unconsciousness by NOFX

(youtube)

First they put away the dealers Keep our kids safe and off the streets Then they put away the prostitutes Keep married men cloistered at home Then they shooed away the bums Then they beat and bashed the queers Turned away asylum-seekers Fed us suspicions and fears We didn't raise our voice We didn't make a fuss It's funny there was no one left to notice When they came for us Looks like witches are in season You better fly your flag and be aware Of anyone who might fit the description Diversity is now our biggest fear Now with our conversations tapped And our differences exposed How ya supposed to love your neighbor With our minds and curtains closed? We used to worry 'bout big brother Now we got a big father and an even bigot mother You might also like And still you believe This aristocracy gives a fuck about you They put the mock in demockracy And you swallowed every hook The sad truth is you would rather Follow the school into the net Cause swimming alone at sea Is not the kind of freedom you actually want So go back to your crib and suck on a tit Go bask in the warmth of your diaper You're sitting in shit and piss While sucking a giant pacifier A country of adult infants A legion of mental midgets All regaining their unconsciousness

PS. Maybe I will write about how 2024 really was sometime. Just not today.

[a-whimsical-nat]

help

tw: transphobia, suicidal thoughts, suicidal ideation, sh

I am a senior in high school who occasionally presents fem at school. My father is extremely transphobic, so in order to dress fem, i have to smuggle my fem clothes to school and then changes in the mens bathroom.

My entire school is pretty accepting, and I never feel in danger or uncomfortable when dressing fem. This year, I was voted the "Most Changed" male, so I decided to wear a dress for the partner pictures (with a girl I barely knew). Everything went fine and dandy until I talked to my mom (who's accepting of me).

Yesterday, she suggested telling my dad now so that he'd have time to process before the yearbook came out, so that's what I did. In the moment, he reacted very harshly, very irrationally, and he said a lot of hateful things that I wasn't surprised by: He called me selfish, he threatened to kick me out of the house, he called all my teachers bastards, etc.

Anyways today we had another, more civil, conversation. He was still being extremely transphobic calling cis women "girl girls" and trans women "boy girls", and his main issue was how some of our family friends might ostracize us and how people will see our family. At one point, he brough up how he saw a trans girl at a senior banquette and his only thought was "I feel bad for his parents".

After that conversation, I hid in my room some more until he called me out to talk to me again. He told me to get the yearbook pictures removed or else he's going to the principal. (Mind you, the pictures were duo pictures, so I'd have to involve the female winner, who I barely know.)

I don't know whether I should just submit to my father's wishes until I graduate and move out or if I should stand my ground. I hate having to drag my partner and the yearbook teacher into this, but if I don't, I worry worse things will come.

This is also the first time I've ever thought about suicide. Not enough for me to actually go through with it, but I'm imagining myself hanging, with a note addressed to my dad saying "you did this."

I have the urge to bash my head into a wall or to cut myself or to run away and never return. And the worst part is that these feelings stem from a feeling of failure. I feel like I'm a burden for my parents. Like Ive caused them so much harm. The suicidal thoughts are coming from the fact that I wish I wasn't trans. I feel like I wouldnt be as much of a burden if I was "normal". I hate myself for not being the perfect son.

Logically, I know it's all untrue, which is why I don't think I'll actually go through with any of these thoughts, but that doesnt mean the feeling isnt there. Logically, I know I've done nothing wrong. Logically, I know my dad is being a dick.

But i feel like such a burden

[pyrody22]

Watch this video by @katblaque on YouTube.

Tw: violence, harrassment, attack, brick attack (just generally very triggering so a fair warning)

I just watched this video by Kat Blaque on YouTube that was so triggering for me...

The fact that so many black (trans/cis) women face violence to the point where they aren't even surprised when people don't defend them, protect them, and those same people even going as far as justifying the violence they faced, saying that they "deserved it"....

I can't.

No one deserves violence. There is no such thing as the "perfect victim" and no one deserves to be physically attacked for how they behave. Everyone deserves protection, ESPECIALLY black women and trans feminine presenting people!

I can't respect anyone who tolerates violence like this, you guys are the reason I don't want to leave my house! Its disgusting to not only be a bystander but perpetuate more hate on the individual already a victim to this unwarented violence!!

I just really hope Rho Bashe gets better and that she doesn't face anymore hate for an already traumatizing situation. And that other women who have or are currently facing something similar find communities or surround themselves with people who can make them feel protected and safe again.