It's honestly crazy that discussion around testosterone HRT skews so much towards the beginning stages of it (to the point that you have dozens of guys thinking their transition is "failed" if they don't pass by like a year in lol) and what the initial changes of the first couple of months to years look like, like the classic laundry list of those early basic changes like bottom growth, voice drop, etc, when IMO literally none of that compares remotely to the depth and intensity of the long term total masculinization you start to experience like 3-5+ years in.
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Grief Filled Promise
Talia appeared in the dead of night. Landing without a sound on the rooftop in front of him. They sat there in silence for what seemed like an eternity before she decided to speak.
“He's not my first child you know”
“Hn” Surprise took over him with those words.
“If you really must know, he is my seventh.” Tailia was showing more emotion than he'd ever seen her exude.
“What happened to them” Bruce almost stepped closer to her both wanting to comfort her and knowing that she would not accept the comfort he held back.
“Only two made it out of infancy” Her face became blank as if she was trying to suppress every emotion both good and bad. “Another son and daughter, My only daughter”
“I'm sorry” he didn't know what to do other than apologize. He knew the grief of dead children better than he wanted to.
“Your compassion was always a gift beloved but that is not why I told you this” This time she stepped closer. Her face showing an emotion for the first time since the start of the conversation. it was obvious she was going to start a threat. “you will keep our son safe I can’t handle seeing more of my children buried”
“I swear to you I will keep our son safe” She didn't even have to ask.
“I know you would, I just needed you to say it” it breaks his heart that she feels the need for it to be said out loud.
Silence settled over them again as he digested exactly what she had just admitted to and her looking at his reaction to her words.
“What happened to the other two?” Bruce asked his curiosity getting the better of him. it was only after he said it but he realized he should have stayed quiet. Another emotion showed on her face this time heartbreak.
“I don't know, I think that's what breaks my heart even more. I have hope that I can see them again but I think they'll forgive me for not looking if it means taking care of their little brother.” He could tell that she hated every word she was saying but seemed resigned to it.
“Were they-” he stopped not knowing if he wanted the answer
“They weren't yours I wish they were but they were not” He doesn't know if that answer is better or worse.
“I can look for you if you want” it's the least he can do. For all the pain that she has caused him he seems to have given it back without meaning to.
“ No, I think I want to look myself “ she seemed to take a deep breath before saying her next words “When I'm ready” she collected herself seeming to transform back into the strong Confident Woman he thought would be landing on the roof in front of him.
She stepped forward towards him as close as she could. She lifted her trying to cup his cheek and pressed a light kiss to his lips.
“Goodbye for now Bruce”
he seemed to blink and she was gone.
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Prompt 126
You know what would be hilarious?
Constantine comes into one of those meetings as he sometimes does every blue moon. Though the proper word would be storms into a meeting and practically slams a whole stack of papers down.
“Can someone bloody explain to me why the American-fucking-government is trying to go to war with the fucking Infinite Realms?!”
The Justice League is of course alarmed and confused- and also John weren’t you in Hell?! Yeah, he was, where the fuck do you think he found out about this?
Now if you’ll excuse him he’s going back to the House of Mysteries with his now haunted trench coat. John, John Constantine what the fuck do you mean by that? No don’t just leave, don’t leave this mess just for them- JOHN!
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Warmth
Have a marshmallow big fella!
Some G/t Sky Children.
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chinese noble house of black is so so important to me because of the tradition of the eldest son being expected to always live with and provide for his parents/elders, even once he has his own family. and then thinking about just how much more heartbreaking and difficult it would have been for sirius to leave after growing up with that expectation upon him, as the eldest son.
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Prompt 115
“Seriously old man?” the rumbling voice nearly caused Tim to jump, his eyes darting away from where Ras was sitting, the Al Ghul almost seeming to perk. It was kind of hard to miss the man… teen… being? It was kind of hard to miss the owner of the voice what with how their hair looked like it was on fire.
They motioned around at well, everything, crimson eyes looking exasperated. “Really?” They were definitely motioning towards him, interrupting Ras when he opened his mouth to talk. “No, I don’t want to hear it, I swear- Did he kidnap you?” That was definitely aimed at him.
“N-no?” Tim was feeling slightly unbalanced and may be on hour sixty without sleep at this point, if the hour long nap was counted. “I need help finding my not-dad who's lost in time.”
The being let out a strangled noise that Tim could nearly swear was almost another one, but couldn’t vocalize his slurred thoughts as the dude muttered something, motioning around as though he was tempted to strangle something or someone.
Ras cleared his throat, looking almost awkward which was how Tim knew he had to be dreaming or drugged. Probably drugged. “Jordan, how good to see you, it’s been so long-”
“Can it Pops,” the being-named-Jordan scoffed, finger pointing towards the Demon’s Head. “Moms still pissed and isn’t coming back any time soon with you still pulling this shit.”
Tim felt his brain stall, process for a moment, then process some more over what he just heard before his mouth ran before it could catch up. “Ras is married???”
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Oh boy Gyns!! We've got ourselves a troon hat trick.
1. Guilt tripping. "I've wanted to tell you for a while, but I was worried you'd put me out in the streets"
No doubt he said this so she'd be more willing to shrug off number 2.
2. Stealing under garments. "A year ago I stole one of your bras."
And three.
3. Social contagion. OPs son is apparently friends with another troon. I guarantee that this is just him trying to keep up with the trend. Or, he thinks that because mummy dearest supports that other troon, she'll wave off her darling boy stealing her underwear.
OP is apparently an LGBT advocate, which in this day and age I can only imagine is a gendies thing, not something that actually supports same sex attracted people. I hope OP doesn't have any daughters or nieces or any female children coming into the house. I'm going to go out on a limb and say if Darling Boy here can steal his mom's bras, he'd steal another child's underwear too.
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Out of reach
Hurry before it attacks!!
Even a big sky kid might struggle in the wastelands. And some kids don't realize the danger.
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