#but then i thought. being born female is neutral. if people think i have to like‚ shave my armpits or wear makeup

[xjulixred45x]

Can I please request the female douma in hasbin hotel I just saw the new trailer and thought about my favourite demon lazy demon .

Ohhhh, Hazbin Hotel! That pretty cool! Deal ;)

Thanks for the Request ❤️

Hazbin Hotel x Douma Reader

Genre: Headcanons

Reader: neutral

Warnings: Douma itself is a Warnings (Cults, cannibalism), Hell, Alastor, mentions of alcohol, long work.

You died during the Taisho era, in Japan. having lived a fairly long and…full life, so to speak.

You were born with a unique appearance! with Rainbow irises that made you extremely popular in the area where you lived.

So much so that the people in your family believed that you had a special gift for speaking with the gods, so they formed a cult around you.

without knowing that in this way they would be awakening the darker side of your being.

As you grew up, being worshiped by the cult your parents had made, you couldn't really learn to differentiate emotions, which was frustrating. You wanted to feel SOMETHING, anything. have the experience.

and you tried everything.

do good things, do bad things, help the cult people with words you didn't really mean, scam, hurt, hurt animals, hurt yourself, hurt others in multiple ways, etc.

Even if they generated a certain feeling of emotion in you, you wouldn't say that they filled you up.

until you decided to try killing certain disciples and eating them to get rid of them.

and it was a success!You finally started to feel the emotions that others talked so much about!

Although of course, not all good things come for free, when you died there was no doubt that you would fall to hell, and so it was.

Honestly, You were very surprised to have fallen into hell, not because you didn't deserve it, but because you were an atheist all your life, believing that everything you preached was a lie.

And it turns out that it was true?? How curious.

but it didn't mean you wouldn't take advantage of your new playground.

With your natural charm, your unique and striking appearance (almost the same as you were when you were human) you were able to convince several low-ranking demons to trust you with their souls, rising in rank exponentially.

To make it easier for you, with your demon abilities you created a place similar to what your cult was like, there you could more easily control the people who gave you their souls.

In record time you became an Overlord. one quite well known but very mysterious. One that had a striking appearance and powers, but was rarely seen.

You could do anything you wanted in hell! which made the scope of your misdeeds increase exponentially, you couldn't be happier!

If we're talking about interacting with Hazbin Hotel's rl cast, of course you did! You were somewhat curious to know how Lucifer's daughter's attempt at humanitarian aid would fail. Also, bother Alastor? You are in!

Technically you already knew Alastor, you two died at similar times (you died before) and you saw how he rose very strongly among the Overlords, you liked him.

Unfortunately Alastor did not enjoy your company in the least, precisely because it made it very difficult for him to read you, either because of your lack of GENUINE emotion or because, like him, you used the trick of always having a smiling and pleasant facade.

Still, of course, he would rather be killed again than admit that.

But it was really a shame, he found some aspects of you pleasant.

For example, your taste in Canibal cuisine, Alasror recognized that you had good taste in that aspect.

Apart from that, you came from a VERY rich culture and spoke fluently in both English and Japanese, which was a great sight. Alastor normally wouldn't think that someone (at first glance) so airheaded would be able to speak a language like that so fluently.

but he is definitely something like your Akaza.

I mean, every time you push him out enough, Alastor will use Elrich magic on you and destroy you in the most grotesque ways possible.

That's until he realizes that you like it when he does that! That you make him hurt you on purpose because you're a masochistic son of a bitch!

The worst thing is that he doesn't realize this until Husk tells him...having already known you for years.

Speaking of, Husk doesn't trust you, not in the slightest.

he thinks you're a freak, a second Alastor but even worse, at least Alastor is honest about how horrible he is unlike you.

He serves you drinks when you ask, but if he can, he throws the glass directly in your eye or head, simply because he can. for your delight.

He is quicker to realize your intentions than the average person, and if he realizes that you want to turn one of the hotel members into your "dinner" he is drawing the cards SO FAST---

lots of offensive nicknames, to counteract the "affectionate" nicknames you give to people you know.

Don't touch it or ask it by surprise. Have you seen how cats do when they step on their tail? that's Husk when you surprise him.

Charlie...she's insecure about you.

and she feels BAD about it! She is supposed to be impartial and that everyone deserves a chance to change their ways! but you...well, it's you.

Charlie is not so naive, when more than one member of the Staff warns her that you are bad news, she is considerate of them and tries to make you leave, they have already had incidents with Overlords before, she wants to believe that you are different.

but it proves quite quickly that not when you show your more... somber side.

She tries to be cautious, failing miserably because she wants to know everything about you. You are someone very interesting!

Charlie definitely didn't have much of an idea who you were when she met you, your name did ring any bells, but she didn't think it was that important ---

until you casually blurted out the information that you had a fucking cult.

and that you eat demons.

FROM THE SAME FUCKING CULT YOU HAVE.

There Charlie decides to put into practice everything given in "setting boundaries" and tells you that although she likes how... you liven up the atmosphere of the hotel (and the air conditioning in some way) she DEFINITELY does not want to associate with you having Alastor.

if she KNOWS that you are trying to do something against the hotel or any of the staff members (especially Vaggie)...ohohoho buddy, prepare yourself for an ANGRY Charlie ready to show you WHO'S THE BOSS HERE.

(She definitely tries to get several members of your cult to go to the hotel with her to protect them from you).

You get on Vaggie's nerves. A Lot.

not only because you cool everything you touch, but because you are very similar to Alastor.

She knows you're hiding something, that you want something from them but she can't get it out of you easily, so she's content to just watch you from a distance and make sure you don't mess with anyone.

VERY PROTECTIVE WITH EVERYONE WHEN YOU ARE THERE, it increases the hotel's defenses by 130% and keeps you away from where others are.

You definitely like to annoy her by calling her names that are too friendly for your type of relationship or even using her as an armrest. In these types of cases you usually receive a few good punches in the ribs or a headbutt.

If you try to get too close, she applies the pilot's weapon to you, that is, she takes out her angelic spear and threatens you with a lot of violence. cursing you in Spanish in the process.

She's not as intimidated by you as she is by Alastor, but she definitely doesn't think you're safer for any reason.

less after finding out what you do with the people in your cult.

good luck keeping Vaggie from killing you!

Angel Dust is scared of you, like, really scared.

It's not because you're similar to Alastor, or because you're a Cannibal, or because you're a powerful Overlord. not at all.

It's because you are very similar to Valentino.

You pretend to be a good person, that you give a shit about what happens to the people at the hotel, but really no, it's all fake. REALLY fake.

you feel nothing.

and that terrifies him. He doesn't know how he acts around you. so Angel avoids you as much as he can, going near the fireplace since you don't like the heat, or near Husk.

he keeps making jokes at your expense, but it's really his way of handling the situation.

apart from the fact that Angel genuinely thinks you're pathetic, because you couldn't find any other way to enjoy your life and another life other than hurting people.

that's pathetic.

Yes, she won't let you be near the most vulnerable residents, like Niffty (when she's drunk) and she definitely won't let you be near Fatt Nuggets.

Try him and he will show you what he lived by while he was alive.

Niffty isn't scared of you in the slighleast.

In fact she is attracted to you on many levels, but Alastor will NEVER LET you be even a kilometer close to her in his presence.

In fact, there is a high possibility that you and her will secretly become friends, but Niffty better take care of herself around you.

She makes you use your ice powers so she can make things in the snow, snow angels, dolls, kill bugs with snow picks, etc.

she likes you and you like her :) surprisingly.

Sir Pentious is quite similar to Angel with you.

Sir Pentious is very aware of your reputation as a fearsome Overlord and definitely does not want to join the list of victims with his Eggboys, so he stays as far away from you as possible.

He has tried to make inventions resistant to your frozen currents, since it costs Charlie quite a few resources (because you don't pay a shit for what you break, you cheapskate) and certain artifacts that counteract your ice powers.

He brings several of his smoke machines to the hotel when he knows you're coming to visit (and if you come as a surprise, most likely everyone will hide in Pentious's warship because it's very hot in there.

Yes, he doesn't let his Ehgboys be near you in the slightest, he tells them horror stories with you like the big egg-eating monster.

and if you try something with his Minions PREPARE FOR THE DEATH RAY--

In general, you are a pain in the ass for everyone, everyone, always :)

^when they find out You come to visit

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Thanks for the Request ❤️

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

By: Anonymous

Published: Oct 16, 2023

When my first son claimed he was trans, I eagerly ‘affirmed’ him. When his three-year-old brother decided he wanted to be trans, too, I realized I’d made a terrible mistake.

I was a social-justice organizer and facilitator before social justice took over the progressive world. I was at the nascent movement’s forefront, introducing the concept of intersectionality to organizations and asking people to share their pronouns.

My friends and I felt like we were the cool kids, on the vanguard of the revolutionary wave that would change the world. We were going to achieve what people in that milieu call “collective liberation.”

Within this context, I came out as a lesbian and identified as queer. I also fell in love, entered a committed relationship, and gave birth to a son. Two years later, my spouse gave birth to our second son.

Having children and experiencing the love and devotion I felt toward them, was a game changer for me. I began to experience internal tensions. My thinking was split between what I felt instinctively as a mother; and what I “should” be feeling and doing as a white anti-racist social-justice parent.

Because I’d felt victimized by my parents’ rejection of my sexuality, I wanted to make sure to honor my own children’s “authentic” selves. In particular, I was primed to look for any clues that might suggest they could be transgender.

My spouse and I raised our sons with gender-neutral clothes, toys, and language. While we used he/him pronouns, and others called them boys, we did not call them boys, or even tell them that they were boys.

In our everyday reading of books or descriptions of people in our lives, we did not say “man” or “woman”; we said “people.” We thought we were doing the right thing, both for them and for the world.

Even when our first son was still young, he already struck us as different from other boys—being both extremely gifted and unusually sensitive. By age three or so, he started to orient more toward the females in his life than the males. “I like the mamas,” he would say.

We started to attribute some of this difference to the possibility that he was transgender. Instead of orienting him toward the reality of his biological sex by telling him he was a boy, we wanted him to tell us if he felt he was a boy or a girl. As true believers, we thought that we should “follow his lead” to determine his true identity.

At the same time, I was taking a deep dive into the field of attachment and child development. This made me understand that attachment is hierarchical; and that parents, not children, are meant to be in the lead. This obviously conflicted with my insistence on letting my child decide his gender. Sadly, it was the latter impulse that won the day.

At around age four, my son began to ask me if he was a boy or a girl. I told him he could choose. I didn’t use those words—I imagined that I was taking a more sophisticated approach. I told him, “When babies are born with a penis, they are called boys, and when babies are born with a vagina, they are called girls. But some babies who are born with a penis can be girls, and some babies born with a vagina can be boys. It all depends on what you feel deep inside.”

He continued to ask me what he was, and I continued to repeat these lines. I’d resolved my inner conflict by “leading” my son with this framework. Or so I told myself.

His question, and my response to it, would come back to haunt me. In fact, I remain haunted to this day. To the extent I was “leading” my son anywhere, it was down a path of lies—an on-ramp to psychological damage and irreversible medical interventions. All in the name of love, acceptance, and liberation.

About six months later, he told my spouse that he was a girl and wanted to be called “sister” and “she/her.” I received a text message about this at work. On the way home that night, I resolved to put all my own feelings away and support my transgender child. And that is what I did.

We told him he could be a girl. He jumped up and down on the bed, happily saying, “I’m a girl, I’m a girl!” We—not our son—initiated changing his name. We socially transitioned him and enforced this transition with his younger brother, who was then only two years old and could barely pronounce his older brother’s real name.

When I look back at this, it is almost too much to write about. How could a mother do this to her child? To her children?

Once we made this decision, we received resounding praise and affirmation from most of our peers. One of my friends, who’d also socially transitioned her young child, assured me that this was a healthy, neutral way to allow children to “explore” their gender identity before puberty, when decisions would have to be made about puberty blockers and hormones.

We sought out support groups for parents of transgender children, so that we could find out if we’d done the “right thing.” It hadn’t escaped my notice that our son hadn’t exhibited any signs of actual gender dysphoria. Was he actually transgender?

At these support groups, we were told, again, what good parents we were. We were also told that kids on the autism spectrum (which our son likely is) are gender savants who simply know they are transgender earlier than other kids.

At one of the support groups we attended, we were also told that transgender identity takes a few years to develop in children. The gender therapist running things told us that during this period, it’s important to protect the child’s transgender self-conception���which meant eliminating all contact with family or friends who didn’t support the idea that our son was a girl. I believed her.

Looking back, I now see her comments in a shockingly different light: this was part of an intentional process of concretizing transgender identity in children who are much too young to know themselves in any definitive way. (One set of parents attending the group had a child who was just three years old.) When identity is “affirmed” in this manner, children will grow up believing they are actually the opposite sex.

The therapist endorsed the same approach that many adolescents use on their parents, who are urged to write letters to grandparents, aunts, and uncles to announce the child’s transgender identity. In these letters, the conditions of continued social engagement are made clear: Recipients must use the new name and new pronouns, and embrace the new identity, or they will be denied contact with the child.

After about a year of social transition for our older son, our younger son, who was by now only three years old, began to say he was a girl, too. This came as a complete shock to us. None of the things that made our older son “different” applied to our younger son. He was more of a stereotypical boy and didn’t show the same affinity for the feminine side of things that his older brother did.

The urge for “sameness” is a primal attachment drive in many family members. We felt that our younger son’s assertion of being a girl likely reflected his desire to be like his older sibling, in order to feel connected to him.

His claim to be a girl became more insistent when both brothers went to school part-time, because their program included pronoun sharing. Why could the older sibling be a “she” when the younger sibling couldn’t? Our younger son became more insistent, and we became more distressed.

We made an appointment to see the gender therapist whom we’d met at the support group. We truly believed that she would be able to help us sort out who, if anyone, was actually transgender.

To our shock, the therapist immediately began referring to our younger son as “she,” stating that whatever pronouns a young child wants to use are the pronouns that must be used.

She patronizingly assured us that it might take us more time to adjust, since parents have a hard time with this sort of thing. She added that it was transphobic to believe there was anything wrong with our younger son wanting to be like his older transgender sibling.

When I pushed back and asserted that I wasn’t yet convinced our younger son was in fact transgender, she told me that if I failed to change his pronouns and honor his newly announced identity, he could develop an attachment disorder.

We were unconvinced. But, again, we wanted to do what was right for our son and for the world. We decided to tell him he could be a girl. And that night at dinner, we told him that we would call him “she/her.”

Right after dinner, I went to play an imaginary game with him, and I wanted to be affirming. So I put a big, warm smile on my face and said, “Hi, my girl!”

At this, my younger son stopped, looked at me, and said, “No, mama. Don’t call me that.” His reaction pierced me to my core. I didn’t turn back after that.

For the next two years, my partner and I dug deeper, agonized, and then continued digging again. Everything we thought we knew or believed that had led us to socially transition our older son began to unravel.

I continued to study the attachment-based developmental approach to parenting and learned more about autism and hypersensitivity. We decided not to socially transition our younger son. Not only was he not transgender, we now realized, but our older son probably wasn’t either.

He was just a highly sensitive, likely autistic boy who saw a girl identity as a form of psychic protection. It also provided him a way of attaching to me through sameness.

My spouse and I decided that since we’d been the ones who’d led him down this path, we were the ones who needed to lead him off of it.

A year ago, just before our older son’s eighth birthday, we did just that. And while the initial change was hard—incredibly hard—the strongest emotion exhibited by our son turned out to be relief.

In the days following my first conversation with him about going back to his birth name and pronouns, during which I told him that males cannot be females and that we were wrong to tell him he could choose to be a girl, he got very mad at me, then sad. Then, the next day, I felt my son rest. I felt him release a burden, an adult burden that he, as a child, was never meant to carry.

Since that time, we’ve all been healing. My son is now happy and thriving. We’ve watched him come to a deeper peace with himself as a boy.  

Our younger son is also thriving. Once his older brother became his older brother again, he happily, and almost immediately, settled into his identity as a boy.

I feel like someone who’s escaped a cult—a cult whose belief system is supported by our mainstream culture, the Internet, and even the state.

I fear for the future—the future of sensitive, feminine, socially awkward boys. I fear what the world will tell them about who they are.

But no matter what the future holds, I will never ever stop fighting to protect my sons. I am no longer a true believer.

[tirfpikachu]

my transmasc nonbinary ex said that they keep getting gendered as female when going out, especially now that they're off testosterone, and that they're not opposed to it per se but it just gets tiring to be called the same thing all the time and they wish people would switch it up every now and then (so they feel more validated as enby)

i remember what it was like when i had nonbinary dysphoria and it was almost like a game. like you want a good ratio of being gendered as male vs female. they were gendered as male for long enough for years that they got actually dysphoric from it, like they got miserable living 100% as male. so now they're in-between. they've had top surgery, they have stubble but always shave it and want to get laser for it (they don't enjoy anything they rly got from hrt afaik, they just "needed something to happen" and top surgery was taking a while to happen at the time). so they're androgynous, but they're hyperfixated on how others view them. it's obviously not what they always think about, but enough to notice and keep track. if they only get gendered as female that month they get uncomfortable. if they only get gendered as male another month they get uncomfortable. it must be so fucking annoying. it was for me, anyway. like never feeling satisfied w how others view you, bc what you want is basically impossible unless you were super dedicated every single day to curating your appearance to pass differently

sometimes i feel like telling them just be yourself, even cis ppl get misgendered, try to feel secure in yourself and all the other bullshit will fade away. strangers only take a quick glance at you and your sex characteristics. and if you have an afab-typical body outside of a flat chest, and you wear stylish clothes, and you're conventionally pretty... and have shaved your stubble... i mean yeah, ppl are gonna think you're afab, and they use the typical sex-based pronouns associated w that. it sucks though. nonbinary ppl, including me from back then, tend to daydream abt a world where ppl would just be able to tell they identified as nonbinary and used they/them or did the "oh miss... i mean sir! sorry" thing every time. they're seeking that rush of "omg i did the nb thing!!" even though they themselves will use she or he for others unless the person is alternative enough & androgynous enough where they cannot believe the person is at peace w their sex. they'll say all day long that nonbinary isn't a look or a behavior but they really go against that aaall the time!!! honestly often the word nonbinary is basically synonym with "androgynous" in how it's used, and other times as a nebulous identity based on the understanding that everyone has an inner womanly or manly feelings inside their head except for special enbies. some nonbinary ppl are androgynous, others genuinely for all intent and purposes are considered gender conforming in society. sometimes i think that's to the detriment of genuinely androgynous folks (nonbinary-identified or not) who face the blunt of anti-gnc hatred

honestly once i embraced being a female human life seemed kinda boring at first bc i didn't get those "omg i reached androgyny!!" rushes anymore. it's like the game was over bc i aligned w my sex as a neutral fact. and all that energy i had focused on gender stuff i now put towards just seeing myself as a human who happened to be female, and would be female no matter what, and no matter what ppl thought it doesn't change the body type i was born in. i'm just like any other female animal. it means absolutely nothing. ppl can think i'm a dude all the time and i just laugh it off bc i know what i am, it's like a funny little secret i have when i get misgendered. but trans ppl don't view it like that... i wonder, what if they desensitized themselves to misgendering and found security in themselves and confidence in their identity? even while still identifying as trans etc? what if they could learn to laugh too cuz they know what they are? i feel like that's what they should work on instead of changing the world around them and feeling bummed out everytime they don't win at gender

[felixfeliccis]

hiii so english isn't my first language and i'm learning more about gender and trans stuff and if i might be trans or something (i've been told i sound agender?? but that feels wrong), and something that confuses me, so i'm asking around abt it… "woman" used to simply denote afab, right? like a body type of ppl with a biological (not surgical) vagina & estrogen puberty. like a female dog. ppl say that it reduces women to their genitals, but what about with other animals? like female cat, female horse, etc, just bc we say "oh she's a girl" or "oh i have a male dog" doesn't mean we're saying they're only their genitals in that case, right…? a bitch is just a female dog, that's why it's a misogynistic word. misogyny is based on how ppl see someone without a penis as lesser, bc they don't have the power to forcibly penetrate and feel genital pleasure for it, they can't impregnate, they're "just a hole" etc. like so much of misogyny is just body-specific. the misogyny transfems experience seems terrible but also conditional? bc if they're found out to be amab they're treated as creepy men, so they then stop experiencing misogyny, they just face usually homophobia. meanwhile bio women (and transmascs who don't transition) have no exit door to the misogyny unless they transition and pass perfectly as male or something, and historically that wasn't an option. to me man & woman have always been neutral body types until i came across trans stuff, and i think the idea of gendered brains sounds sexist af. like gender seems like bullshit, i see me being a woman as just like being a female cat, i don't have ~womanly~ vibes in my brain, i was just born female and that's the least important thing about me, but male society made it weird. why should gender continue to be a thing? what does gender actually mean, if sexism was to be eradicated? is it bad if i view my womanhood as just a body type? most cis people i've talked to view their "gender" like this, as just a body type, like any other animal. they don't "feel" like one, they just have the body and aren't dysphoric about it. they might not always like it, but they don't have dysphoria about it, so they just… are. is that transphobic? i've heard mixed thoughts about it from trans ppl & activists, i'm just curious. feel free to ignore this lol ;;

first of all you, can define your gender however you want and there's no need to put a label on yourself, you can just be you and thats enough. You can view yourself however you desire, there's no thought police.

second of all, gender identity was made up by humans and I doubt animals give a damn, call them whatever you want for all I care.

Also I don't think im qualified to speak out about misogyny and transphobia tbh. I have experienced both but I doubt it was to the same extent as others. Also I know nothing about the transfem experience as you can guess

[boreal-sea]

hiii so english isn't my first language and i'm learning more about gender and trans stuff and if i might be trans or something (i've been told i sound agender?? but that feels wrong), and something that confuses me, so i'm asking around abt it… "woman" used to simply denote afab, right? like a body type of ppl with a biological (not surgical) vagina & estrogen puberty. like a female dog. ppl say that it reduces women to their genitals, but what about with other animals? like female cat, female horse, etc, just bc we say "oh she's a girl" or "oh i have a male dog" doesn't mean we're saying they're only their genitals in that case, right…? a bitch is just a female dog, that's why it's a misogynistic word. misogyny is based on how ppl see someone without a penis as lesser, bc they don't have the power to forcibly penetrate and feel genital pleasure for it, they can't impregnate, they're "just a hole" etc. like so much of misogyny is just body-specific. the misogyny transfems experience seems terrible but also conditional? bc if they're found out to be amab they're treated as creepy men, so they then stop experiencing misogyny, they just face usually homophobia. meanwhile bio women (and transmascs who don't transition) have no exit door to the misogyny unless they transition and pass perfectly as male or something, and historically that wasn't an option. to me man & woman have always been neutral body types until i came across trans stuff, and i think the idea of gendered brains sounds sexist af. like gender seems like bullshit, i see me being a woman as just like being a female cat, i don't have ~womanly~ vibes in my brain, i was just born female and that's the least important thing about me, but male society made it weird. why should gender continue to be a thing? what does gender actually mean, if sexism was to be eradicated? is it bad if i view my womanhood as just a body type? most cis people i've talked to view their "gender" like this, as just a body type, like any other animal. they don't "feel" like one, they just have the body and aren't dysphoric about it. they might not always like it, but they don't have dysphoria about it, so they just… are. is that transphobic? i've heard mixed thoughts about it from trans ppl & activists, i'm just curious. feel free to ignore this lol ;;

If the term woman does not feel right for you, but your body being female feels fine, that's ok!! There are many genders that are not man or woman: agender, gender neutral, and nonbinary are options. You could also just say "I do not have a gender, please just use female". That's ok to use for yourself. However, most people do not like to be called "female" or "male" in English. It is considered dehumanizing to call someone male or female if they are a person, because as you said, it treats them like an animal. So we just don't do it.

In English, "woman" is a gender. "Woman" is not attached to the female sex. If a person identifies as a woman, then she is a woman, even if she is not female. We usually say "cis woman" for a woman who was assigned female at birth (afab), and "trans woman" for a woman who was assigned male at birth (amab). We do not say "biologically female".

For example, I am afab, but I am not a woman. I am a trans man, and I am nonbinary. Meanwhile my friend from college, she IS a woman, even though she is amab. She is a trans woman.

As for misogyny: what you described as misogyny is actually sexism. Sexism is based on sex, misogyny is based on gender. They are separate.

Trans women experience both misogyny and sexism, and it is not "conditional". A trans woman does not stop experiencing misogyny if she is discovered to be a trans woman. That is not how this works. She will continue to face misogyny, and it will be misogyny mixed with transphobia against trans women. This is called transmisogyny.

"Being treated like creepy men" is a major part of transmisogyny. It is hatred towards trans women. When a trans woman is called a "creepy man", she is being misgendered (which is transphobia) and treated like a sexual deviant even though she is not. She is experiencing this misogyny because she is a trans woman. If you hate a person for being a woman, that is misogyny.

We don't say "bio women". What you mean is a "cis woman". Yes, cis women also experience misogyny, and they cannot escape it - but neither can trans women.

"Man" and "Woman" are not body types, they are genders. When you say "body type", you are meaning someone's sex, but body types can be changed. A trans woman can have a vagina and breasts, just like a cis woman. A trans man can have a penis and a flat chest, just like a cis man. There are surgeries for all of this, and hormones trans people can take to change their sex from male to female, or from female to male.

There is currently mixed science about the idea of gendered brains. You can find scientific research that supports the idea brains have gender, and you can find scientific research that supports the idea that brains do NOT have gender. Right now, no one knows. But it is not something we get to have an opinion about, it is something science must learn.

The idea of gender is a social construct, just like sex. The idea of man and woman was invented by society. I agree that it is bullshit to assign qualities to man and woman. Women do not have to be nice, men do not have to be aggressive. These are called gender roles, and they are indeed bad. Trans people agree that gender roles are bad, and we are loudly yelling that no one should have to act a certain way just because they are a man or a woman. I want to free gender from gender roles, so genders do not have assigned roles, and so anyone can do anything they want.

If we got rid of sexism, that would be great, but that would not make genders disappear. There would still be people who identify with "woman" or "man" - it would be their own personal feeling of what that means to them. Maybe you do not have "womanly" feelings inside your head, but maybe someone else does! It is not your right to tell her she cannot be a woman.

Many people have very strong feelings about their gender. It is ok if you do not, and it is ok if you don't understand people who like their gender! But you have to let other people live freely. If a cis woman wants to be a woman, let her. If a trans woman wants to be a woman, let her.

A cis woman fits the body she has. She doesn't have to think about her body or her sex or her gender - she may never think about it at all!! Her body doesn't give her a big feeling. It is boring. She may say "I am a woman, and I have a body that was assigned female at birth, and I have breasts and a vagina and a uterus, and all of that feels correct to me". That is what it means to "feel like a woman" for a woman who is cisgender - it doesn't feel like much!! It's not a big feeling, it's just "Yeah, all of this matches, and I don't have to think about it".

Meanwhile, a trans man might say "I was told I am a woman, but that does not sound right to me. I have a body with breasts and a vagina and a uterus, and that feels wrong, too. I do not fit this body, and I am not a woman." That can be dysphoria, and that is how some trans people feel. Many trans people think about their body and their sex and their gender a lot because those things do not match, so it causes discomfort all the time.

Imagine you go buy a pair of shoes at the store. You put them on, and they fit perfectly. You go home, and wear the shoes every day. You probably do not think about your shoes all day long; you probably don't even feel them on your feet. You don't notice your shoes at all, because they fit right and are comfortable. They do what they need to do; they are boring.

When a cis woman says she doesn't feel much about her body, that means her body fits like a good pair of shoes.

Now imagine you are given a pair of shoes, and they do not fit right. They are too tight, but you are told you have to wear them anyway. All day long, your feet hurt. Your toes are being pinched and the shoes are giving you blisters all over your feet. You think about your shoes and how much they make your feet hurt all day long, because you cannot stop thinking about them. The pain is still there even when you get home and take the shoes off. And you dread that tomorrow, you have to put those bad shoes back on and walk around, again and again.

That is how gender and the body can feel for a trans person. It is constantly on their mind, it is something they pay attention to all the time because it does not fit right.

[floralcyanide]

𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐀 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 • 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫

Part Two

Roman Bridger x AFAB!Reader

The day Roman first laid eyes on you, he knew he had to have you. There was something about you that he couldn’t quite put his finger on, and usually, he was good at reading people off the bat. But you were a different story. Naturally, you only opened up when necessary, not letting people in if you didn’t have a reason to. So you were guarded, and Roman didn’t like that. He wanted to worm his way into your life, no matter what it took.

If that took delving into his twisted past again in order to get to you, so be it.

AFAB - (assigned female at birth) someone who is born female but can identify with she/her or other pronouns. reader pronouns are gender neutral, so people who use any pronouns can read, but female anatomy will be used and described in this fanfiction eventually.

warnings: mentions of murder and minor character death.

word count: 1394

author's note: I may write a chapter from Roman's POV while he's in the process of killing someone. That would be so interesting to write!! Here's chapter two. (: thanks for all the feedback on chapter one!!

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ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ʀᴇᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴏɴ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ, ᴀᴏ3, ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ, ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴡᴇʙsɪᴛᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ɪɴ ᴀɪ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀs ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʀᴛɪғɪᴄɪᴀʟ ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴛᴏ sᴇʟʟ ғᴏʀ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

It’s been a month into filming already, and because Roman is so particular about how every scene is laid out, you’ve only filmed a few scenes total. You can’t begin to imagine how the cast has barely progressed overall. Then there was a script rewrite. And then another. Other than that, everything was fine. Roman talked to you whenever he had the chance to, which you found odd- but not too odd because you did have a major crush on him. So far, you have learned a little bit about how he ticks. You know Roman’s a perfectionist, but that could be seen from a mile away. He likes his coffee black with a hint of sugar, which he basically lives on while on set. You haven’t seen Roman eat once. Also, he’s hellbent on getting you on the main cast for whatever reason. He says you have a lot of potential, which you don’t really see within yourself. You like being hidden but seen at the same time. Like, if someone looks close enough, they’ll see you. That goes for life in general too. You have barely told Roman anything about yourself, and he’s somewhat pushy with that. You wonder why because there’s no possible way he’d like you back. But you told him he’d get to know you in due time. Then he’d realize you’re a brick and be uninterest in you in every way. There’s not much about yourself that you think is interesting enough to tell.

On another note, you accidentally became friends with Cotton Weary. Your initial meeting happened a few weeks ago. He was on his cell phone, not paying attention to where he was walking with a cup of scalding coffee. And sure enough, you just so happened to be in his path, also not paying attention. You were too busy replaying the conversation you just had with Roman in your head. It was the first time he mentioned you being a part of the main cast, and it flustered you. Why would you want to be in the main cast, anyway? You think to yourself. Who would you even play? Why is he so- your thoughts were interrupted by a deep gasp coming from your chest. Your torso had been covered in boiling hot liquid, and as it slid down your skin, you angrily looked up at whoever it was that subjected you to this.

“What the hell?” you screeched, and the man who spilled the drink on you nervously looked around.

Other people on set pretended they didn’t see anything, but a blonde girl came barreling to you.

“Goodness, are you alright? Cotton, were you daydreaming again?” she rolled her eyes, briefly scurrying over to a nearby table to grab some napkins before she returned to you.

“Cotton? Like, Cotton Weary?” you furrowed your eyebrows as the blonde carefully dabbed at your shirt.

“The one and only,” he said cockily, and the girl assisting you glared at him, causing him to purse his lips and look down meekly.

“I didn’t mean to yell at you. I’m sorry,” you cringed.

“It’s alright. I should’ve been paying more attention,” Cotton said, shaking his phone in his hand before shoving it into his pocket.

“You’re absolutely correct. You better hope Roman doesn’t hear about you assaulting an extra. You know how he is with them,” said the blonde girl, who you still didn’t quite recognize. You took some offense to her automatically assuming you were an extra, but you didn’t blame her. 

“Not to be rude, but what’s your name? I don’t think I’ve seen you before,” you asked as she looked at your shirt, satisfied that it was dry enough.

“She’s Sarah Darling,” Cotton says before the girl can open her mouth, “She plays Candy Brooks.”

“Ah,” you snapped your fingers, “I recognize you now. I just don’t really interact with the main cast much. Being an extra, and all.”

“You’re fine,” Sarah smiled, waving a dismissive hand before tossing the napkins. She almost walked back over to you, but Roman popped up and beckoned her to come over to him.

“Are you okay? There aren’t any blisters or anything, right?” Cotton asked worriedly as his eyes flickered between you and Roman.

“Not yet, but I’ll be okay. How about we both agree Roman doesn’t find out? I feel like he’ll baby me,” you said, making an annoyed face as you glanced at him.

“Why’s that?” Cotton asked, prodding a quiet conversation between the two of you about how much of a perfectionist Roman was.

“But I mean, he’s good at what he does. As long as the story is done its justice, I don’t care how many rewrites there are.” Cotton said, “Even if I’m the first to be killed off.”

You scoffed, “It’s unfortunate. But at least you’re in the movie.”

“True,” Cotton nodded his head, “Well, I should head to set. Roman doesn’t look too happy that we’re conversing and not working.”

You dared to look over at Roman, who looked like he was nearly seething at the sight of you talking to someone else. You gulped and looked back to Cotton.

“Yeah, we should probably get to where we need to be. See you around,” you smiled, waving off Cotton as you walked past Roman. You crossed your arms to cover your stained shirt and acted as if you didn’t see him there with his glaring pout.

Later that morning, you changed into a new shirt, and burn cream was very heavily applied to your torso by the medics. They said the area would be red, but it didn’t look like it’d blister, much to your relief. Roman, as far as you know, still hadn’t heard about it. You were glad because he seemed really peeved earlier. Roman hearing that Cotton spilled hot coffee on you probably wouldn’t go over too well. But one upside is now, over the course of a few weeks, you’ve become well acquainted with Cotton and Sarah. When they would see you on set, they always said hello. On most sets you’ve worked on, the main cast didn’t really give a shit about you. But it’s refreshing to know that well-known people know you exist. 

It’s a rainy Thursday, and you’ve forgotten your rain jacket. It hardly rains out here, so you weren’t expecting it. You show up to the set soaking wet and very bewildered once you notice the hysteria going on around the set. Your face is twisted in confusion as you weave around people, trying to avoid being pumped into. What the hell is happening?

You nearly sigh in relief when you see Sarah notice you from across the room. She excuses herself from the other cast members as she heads toward you with a solemn look on her face.

“What’s going on?” you ask, wringing out your clothes.

“Cotton was murdered,” she says.

Your heart skips a beat, “Pardon?”

Sarah looks around and pulls you toward an unoccupied corner, “Cotton and his girlfriend were found stabbed to death in his apartment this morning. No one knows who did it, but everyone is freaking out.”

“Oh my god,” you gasp. 

You didn’t know every single thing about Cotton, but you did know he wasn’t that bad. For someone who spent a year in prison while innocent, was almost sentenced to death, and was framed for murder, he was kinda nice. He could be ignorant sometimes and full of himself every now and then, but other than that, he was a pretty stand-up guy. It’s a shame someone killed him. And it’s a shame you didn’t know him longer. You’ve long forgotten about being soaked to the bone by the weird rain shower. 

“Roman is worried about the movie,” Sarah frowns.

“Rightfully so,” you grimace, “It doesn’t look good that Cotton was murdered. Which is odd since he’s supposed to be the first to die in the movie.”

“You don’t think it’s someone from the cast or crew, do you?” Sarah asks, nervously biting her fingernail as she glances around at everyone nearby.

“I don’t know. But let’s not assume that just yet,” you say, trying to remain calm, unlike everyone else in the studio.

“You’re right. Hollywood is unhinged nowadays, anyway. It could’ve been anyone.”

“Right,” you nod.

Sarah is right. It could be anyone.

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[dearestones]

Monsters Like Me (Yandere! L x Reader)

Warnings: Yandere character, yandere behavior, manipulation, isolation, etc. 

@mysticstrawberryphantom Request: Hi Devin!! Hope you've been doing well (: if had a writer's block as of late, and I know reading something that inspires me will help- and I thought of you ahah your writing is always lovely!

So! Could I request a Yandere!L x reader (gender neutral or female) that is being confronted by said reader because they suspect he's been isolating them, getting ready to hide them from the world forever? Sorry if that was too specific and long lol. Anything you do will be fine tbh!

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Despite what others may say—be they past investigators, police force, or acquaintances from times long past—L was nothing more than a simple human. A simple human who had the intellect to discern and deduce within seconds, but a human nonetheless. His mind was just as agile and as comprehensive as a calculator, with a mind that could outmaneuver and think ahead many moves into the future like an algorithm, but there were deeper impulses and desires that proved without any doubt that he was just as human as any other person you could find on the street.

And it is in the nature of humanity that you would find the monsters.

Once upon a time, L had told you that there were many monsters roaming around in this world. You had laughed and maybe you saw him smile, but he shook his head and crooked his finger to beckon you closer. He told you about monsters who would take advantage of the innocent, of monsters who could hide in the mundane, and monsters who pretended to be humans. You didn’t know where he was going through his mostly one-sided monologue about monsters, but you had to ask, “Have you met many of these monsters?”

You had meant it as a joke, as a way to build upon your already well laid rapport, but you didn’t expect an answer that was serious, almost somber in nature. 

He only looked at you, his thumb gently resting on his chapped bottom lip. 

“I am one of them.”

In retrospect, that should have been your first clue about L’s true nature.

You’re far from naive. 

You know that L isn’t some innocent, heroic entity hellbent on punishing all the criminals in the world. You’ve known since the beginning that he was a man who supposedly stood for justice, but he was only pursuing criminals for the challenges that they presented. Were this another life, you were sure that L would have been a master criminal with no hope of ever stopping him. After all, there were few people who could hold a candle to L’s intelligence, but you have borne witness to people who aptly fit the description of L’s monsters.

They were terrible people who were ruthless, cunning, and willing to eschew any morals that they must have at some point but had long since disregarded. With nothing holding these degenerates from their base desires, they wreaked havoc on whoever they targeted. Sometimes, they had no underlying cause to their behavior, but to show that they had the wherewithal and the audacity to be apart from the crowd.

For the more interesting and challenging of these people, L chose to track them down and play those games with him. 

It was hard not to feel appreciative of his work. With many murderers, terrorists, and criminals slammed behind bars, anyone could easily turn a blind eye to L’s less than ethical ways of handling investigations. Like any of the organizations or clients that enlisted L’s help, you trusted him. 

L was smart.

L was thorough.

L brought results and that’s what mattered the most.

So, it wasn’t all too surprising when L requested that you stay inside the Task Force inside during the night hours. Curfew? At your age? It was laughable, but you understood his reasoning. With Kira’s influence spreading throughout the world and especially in Japan, many criminals were trying to lash out and find out if there were any chinks in Kira’s armor. You were innocent in all of this, which meant you would have never landed yourself as Kira’s future victim, but L insisted.

And you trusted in L.

L always brought in results, no matter the cost.

So you acquiesced. 

At first, you were fine with the arrangement. You were still free to roam the streets to entertain yourself with your own devices or perhaps investigate on your own. However, L began to ask that you stay inside the building more and more—often citing that it was for your own protection. 

You believed him.

However, doubts started niggling at the back of your brain when you found yourself bumping into Watari, Matsuda, or Mogi outside the Task Force building. It seemed to be a coincidence, especially when it came to Matsuda’s clumsy but charming personality and Mogi’s stolid presence, but Watari himself? There was more to the old man—you knew that he made himself known on purpose.

Which meant…

L wanted to let you know that he was sending members of the Task Force to tail you.

But why?

You asked and a part of you felt relieved when L had said that it was all for your protection. Don’t you know that there have been riots lately? Or that there were a string of terrorist attacks due to Kira’s propensity to anger and divide the public? You’re important, don’t you realize that? 

You have nothing to fear.

You relented and eventually, you found yourself shadowed by one or more of the Task Force members on your outings.

And then—

And then you found out that you were allowed less than two hours of time spent outside, that your room was being relocated closer to L’s quarters, and that you were forbidden from interacting with any of the members outside of Watari and L himself. 

The fetters around your wrists had been slowly weighing you down ever since L had started restraining your movements, but now you realized that you were positively chained. Angry now and no longer trusting in L’s methods, you tried leaving your room so that you could rush to the command center. Unfortunately, you found that the door had been locked on the outside and that you were all alone. Confused now, but still very much angry, you tore through your apartment as you tried to find one of the many cameras that L more than likely hid. 

When that didn’t work, you shouted for him to meet you now. 

Cameras were never enough for the world’s greatest detective.

There had to be microphones too.

Roaring with rage for what seemed like hours did nothing but waste away your vocal chords. When the most that you could do was whimper and mumble incoherently at yourself, you began throwing objects at the door until finally—FINALLY—you heard the phone ring. Hurriedly, you picked up the receiver, eager to give L a piece of your mind. 

Unfortunately, after you ranted at him for five full minutes, you could only hear a brief intake of breath on the other side. You may not have been as close to him as previous investigators or as intimate a relationship as Watari’s, but you could hear the vague amusement and irritation. The sound rankled at you. It was as if he was treating this situation—you—as if you were nothing more than an annoying chore that he had to complete before Watari would box his ears.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing? I’m not a suspect in your investigation, so why am I restrained like Mr. Yagami and Miss Amane?”

You heard L chuckle on the other side, the quality of the phone rendering it crackly and even more monotone than his usual vocal quality.

“You’re not restrained. You’re free to do whatever you like and I’ve already stipulated that you can have two hours of free time outside.”

“You call staying in one room and only two hours of freedom ‘doing what I like?!?!’” If you were any stronger, you knew that the phone in your hand would have been crushed in your trembling grasp. “I’ve turned a blind eye to your methods before, L, but I question how any of this is related to me. So, explain.”

His voice dropped and the crackling on the line had you straining to hear him. 

What you heard next had you dropping your phone, the clattering doing little to calm the racing of your heart.

“Don't you remember? I’m a monster. And monsters like me would do anything to take and protect what’s theirs.” He paused. “You should be honored. I was originally going to give you only an hour outside, but Watari insisted on your behalf.”

You didn’t want to listen to him anymore. Before he could beat you down with his cold logic, you threw the phone at your apartment door, the clunking sound of plastic slamming into wood doing anything but calming you. 

You had to leave.

But in a world of monsters, who was to be your knight?

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DISCLAIMER: I do not condone yandere behavior outside of fictional settings. Please don’t mistake the actions of fictional characters displayed in works of fiction to be considered harmless in real life.

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[pinkelotjeart]

So I thought it quickly Google the names of all the protocol characters to see if there’s any meaning behind them. Altough I don’t think there’s anything besides coincidences, Jonny has famously been bad at naming characters lol. I just like going through all the information we have to find anything.

Maybe someone smarter than me can piece some things together.

Alice Dyer

Alice: Origin:German. Meaning:Noble, exalted

Dyer: The surname of Dyer comes from the medieval ages in England, and comes from an occupational name for someone who works as a dyer of cloth

Samama Khalid

Samama: A Muslim Boy name that is originated from the Urdu language. Samama name meaning is “Companions of the Prophet or happy”

Khalid: Origin:Arabic. Meaning:Immortal, everlasting. (This has me interested)

Gwendolyn Bouchard

Gwendolyn: A feminine name of Welsh origin, meaning “fair bow” or “blessed ring.”

Bouchard: A Norman name with German elements means "fort" (bourgh) and "brave," "strong" (heard).

(Ofcourse Bouchard is also the name of everyone’s favourite boss Elias)

Lena Kelley

Lena: Lena is a female given name, usually meaning “light”, “bright” and “shining”

Kelley: Meaning:war, lively, bright-headed. (War? Slaughter related maybe?)

Colin Becher

Colin: Meaning: Whelp,cub. (It’s giving hunt)

Becher: Becher as a boy's name is of Hebrew origin, and the meaning of Becher is "young man, first born".

Celia Ripley

Celia: Celia is a girl's name of Latin origin, meaning “heavenly.”

(Celia is also the name of a previous character in tma with the same voice actor)

Ripley: Ripley is a gender-neutral name with British origins. The name, Ripley, is an old English word meaning “strip of clearing in the woods”.

(My Agnes Montague Theory brain is really grasping at straws here. The image of a clearing between trees is one I heavily associate with Agnes, as she was born in a burned down forest, and the ritual Gertrude preformed to tie Agnes down was in a clearing.)

Teddy Vaughn

Teddy: Teddy, which has French origins, means "wealthy protector," "brave people," and "God's gift."

Vaughn: Vaughan derives from the Welsh word bychan, meaning "small”.

Lady Mowbray

House of Mowbray: so I am not good with history but there’s some actual historical connections. Especially with this character being referred to as lady, it implies they are some kind of old nobel.

[thequeerwizardcouncil]

hiii so english isn't my first language and i'm learning more about gender and trans stuff and if i might be trans or something (i've been told i sound agender?? but that feels wrong), and something that confuses me, so i'm asking around abt it… "woman" used to simply denote afab, right? like a body type of ppl with a biological (not surgical) vagina & estrogen puberty. like a female dog. ppl say that it reduces women to their genitals, but what about with other animals? like female cat, female horse, etc, just bc we say "oh she's a girl" or "oh i have a male dog" doesn't mean we're saying they're only their genitals in that case, right…? a bitch is just a female dog, that's why it's a misogynistic word. misogyny is based on how ppl see someone without a penis as lesser, bc they don't have the power to forcibly penetrate and feel genital pleasure for it, they can't impregnate, they're "just a hole" etc. like so much of misogyny is just body-specific. the misogyny transfems experience seems terrible but also conditional? bc if they're found out to be amab they're treated as creepy men, so they then stop experiencing misogyny, they just face usually homophobia. meanwhile bio women (and transmascs who don't transition) have no exit door to the misogyny unless they transition and pass perfectly as male or something, and historically that wasn't an option. to me man & woman have always been neutral body types until i came across trans stuff, and i think the idea of gendered brains sounds sexist af. like gender seems like bullshit, i see me being a woman as just like being a female cat, i don't have ~womanly~ vibes in my brain, i was just born female and that's the least important thing about me, but male society made it weird. why should gender continue to be a thing? what does gender actually mean, if sexism was to be eradicated? is it bad if i view my womanhood as just a body type? most cis people i've talked to view their "gender" like this, as just a body type, like any other animal. they don't "feel" like one, they just have the body and aren't dysphoric about it. they might not always like it, but they don't have dysphoria about it, so they just… are. is that transphobic? i've heard mixed thoughts about it from trans ppl & activists, i'm just curious. feel free to ignore this lol ;;

Okay, the head of the council also has English as ser second language, so bare with us as we try to dissect this ask.

From what we can piece together, you're asking whether associating gender with a body type is transphobic? If yes, then yes. Gender is a strange thing, differs from being to being. A body can be an accessory to gender, affirming gender or causing dysphoria, but is not the gender itself.

There are many GNC beings who are what gender they say they are. It doesn't matter the body or presentation, your gender is valid.

You may inquire our transgender, xenogender, voidpunk, or intersex representatives on further queries

[victoriadallonfan]

hiii so english isn't my first language and i'm learning more about gender and trans stuff and if i might be trans or something (i've been told i sound agender?? but that feels wrong), and something that confuses me, so i'm asking around abt it… "woman" used to simply denote afab, right? like a body type of ppl with a biological (not surgical) vagina & estrogen puberty. like a female dog. ppl say that it reduces women to their genitals, but what about with other animals? like female cat, female horse, etc, just bc we say "oh she's a girl" or "oh i have a male dog" doesn't mean we're saying they're only their genitals in that case, right…? a bitch is just a female dog, that's why it's a misogynistic word. misogyny is based on how ppl see someone without a penis as lesser, bc they don't have the power to forcibly penetrate and feel genital pleasure for it, they can't impregnate, they're "just a hole" etc. like so much of misogyny is just body-specific. the misogyny transfems experience seems terrible but also conditional? bc if they're found out to be amab they're treated as creepy men, so they then stop experiencing misogyny, they just face usually homophobia. meanwhile bio women (and transmascs who don't transition) have no exit door to the misogyny unless they transition and pass perfectly as male or something, and historically that wasn't an option. to me man & woman have always been neutral body types until i came across trans stuff, and i think the idea of gendered brains sounds sexist af. like gender seems like bullshit, i see me being a woman as just like being a female cat, i don't have ~womanly~ vibes in my brain, i was just born female and that's the least important thing about me, but male society made it weird. why should gender continue to be a thing? what does gender actually mean, if sexism was to be eradicated? is it bad if i view my womanhood as just a body type? most cis people i've talked to view their "gender" like this, as just a body type, like any other animal. they don't "feel" like one, they just have the body and aren't dysphoric about it. they might not always like it, but they don't have dysphoria about it, so they just… are. is that transphobic? i've heard mixed thoughts about it from trans ppl & activists, i'm just curious. feel free to ignore this lol ;;

Oh Anon, I am not REMOTELY qualified to tell you how to feel about yourself, beyond the very obvious “refer to yourself how you prefer, refer to others how they would be preferred”.

Language is ever evolving and growing at a very fast rate, especially with internet culture as a whole. Gender stereotypes have changed and been challenged, and many institutions struggle to handle the growing community’s understanding of personal identity.

If you have the time, maybe see if you can find help with these websites below:

If you do need someone to talk to, please feel free talk with me.

But I think these would help you more than I ever could, or better yet, someone who has experience as a trans individual or agender individual.

[ms-hells-bells]

it is wildly racist when they lie say women of Color are naturally more masculine. There is no reason woc are called masculine other than the racism of euro colonists. Can’t believe they are really acting like woc genuinely have more masculine features and that white people were just confused when they called woc masculine. Absolutely not, white people did that shit intentionally to demean woc. Talking like woc are actually more masculine than white women just enforces the idea that Europeans meant no harm and were just being honest which is bs and completely fails to acknowledge the racism woc face.

yep. firstly, when they say 'women of colour', let's be clear; they are referring to black women. they're not talking about korean women or brasilian women or native american women. when they say the term 'of colour', they often just use it to mean 'black', maybe hispanic too, but mostly they are just fucking morons.

i have mentioned on another post before about how liberals absorb false racist beliefs. it was in regards to female body hair, in which often the myth that black women have thick body hair and white women have little body hair, is perpetuated, as well as stature and body shape. black women are one of the least hairy groups, one of the shorter groups, and black american women specifically (i can't speak for african women, as there are so many different groups with different traits) can often have more cellulite, a female secondary sex characteristic, leading to a more curvy figure, which celebrity and non celebrity women try to emulate with dangerous plastic surgeries and procedures. if anything, going by misogynistic expectations, black women should be considered the MOST FEMININE demographic. i have talked about this before.

it's not about reality, racism and misogynoir doesn't go 'well, black women are the least feminine, so they're like men' (which would still be absurdly racist and wrong), it goes 'black women are a lower level of human, and therefore we need to come up with seemingly 'logical' reasons for that conclusion whether they're true or not', and eventually everyone believes the false reasons created even if they're against the dehumanisation aspect, so you end up having liberals going 'just because black women are big, manly hairy beasts, doesn't mean they're not women!' and then from that 'so, you think trans women aren't women because they have male features?? well, BLACK women have those features and they're women!'.

it shows that they're all talk, no actual analysis or thought. they don't get to the root of oppressive structures when it comes to women and oppressions that intersect with misogyny, they have a baseline of seeing patriarchy and its various views on women of all demographics, as natural, neutral, and build their superficial, fauxtivist twitter points from there. women naturally want to wear makeup and shave, homemaking is fulfilling and empowering, some women are born to have sex with strange men for money, black women are more like men than white women, woman is nothing and everything and whatever i say it is.

[twopoppies]

Gina. I am very confused about something.

I didn't knew much about genders and sexualities until I got introduced to Larry fandom. I learnt a lot about LGBTQ through this fandom and I'm very thankful for that. As far as I know transgender is someone who is not satisfied with their birth assigned gender so they opt to be the opposite gender. Like if a person is born a girl but they feel like a boy so they decided to change their gender and they will be called a transgender.

The thing is that I am an Indian. In India we have three genders. Male, females and kinnar. Some people are neither males nor females, they have a totally different genital system and they are born this way. They are called kinnar or hijda. They are considered outcast and their parents abandon them and give them to kinnar community. They do not live in normal society. They look like males but they dress up like females. They are born this way. They didn't chose to be in the third gender. They neither have penis nor a vagina.

Now my confusion is that I searched and searched a lot but it doesn't look like kinnars are born anywhere except India? How is that even possible? We call this third gender transgender. We didn't even knew the concept of gender change. And I thought that's what you people meant tooo when I read about trans community in this fandom. But looks like the third born gender don't even exist here.

Do you know about kinnars? Are third gender people really not ever born in UK or US? Are they born only in India? I don't understand. Is this really true?

Hi, sweetheart. Okay, this isn’t my area of expertise, but I’ll tell you what I know.

First of all, Transgender is an umbrella term (like when people say someone is “gay” as a way to say they’re not straight, but that person could be bisexual, lesbian etc.). People who are trans sometimes feel they are the opposite gender (if you consider gender to be binary), but many people may be born in a female body and label themselves as gender neutral (not a boy or a girl), or gender fluid (sometimes feeling male, sometimes feeling female, maybe sometimes feeling in between) etc. It’s a little more complicated than you’re thinking.

I’m not familiar with the term “kinnar”, but from your description, no. I don’t think I’ve ever heard of a whole set of people being born with no genitals. The closest term I can think of is someone who’s “intersex”. Intersex people are born with chromosomes, reproductive organs, or genitalia that don’t correspond to the binary male/female (sort like they have a little of both). From what I understand, this doesn’t necessarily define one’s gender but many parents try to “choose” a gender for their child so they can raise them within the male/female binary. Can’t imagine that goes over well every time. 🙃

Intersex people aren’t widely understood, and I’m sure many face discrimination, but it’s definitely not the sort of thing where they’re automatically shunned, as you describe. You can read up about them if you’d like to know more.

I hope that’s a little helpful.

[tirfpikachu]

trans ppl need to stop assigning gender identity to cis people.

you might experience womanhood, manhood, being afab etc differently but for me personally i'm a woman bc i'm just a female human, the way that there's male cats or female cats. it's just a body type for me, nothing else, i didn't choose to be it and i just don't need to change it. intersex cats do exist, but we typically still say male & female and casually call our kitty a girl or boy, right? we still talk about male & female dogs reproducing or getting neutered and having different body needs but we still see them as just dogs, we don't impose gender roles upon them so they just vibe in their sexed bodies. that's what i do, i just live in my body and vibe, i don't have womanhood outside of my body, though my body impacts my life in huge ways with afab body issues and misogyny being mostly directed at ppl who look like me, naturally or thru surgery/hrt. i understand that's not the set of beliefs others may have for themselves. i've been told i'm nonbinary for not having an inner feeling of gender, for just having my sex/agab, for just being a female human, a female animal. but to me it's complete freedom and explains everything abt myself!! it's been personally incredibly healing to identify as just a female human. i was born with a certain kind of body and it means NOTHING about me or what's going on in my mind. i can have the exact same thoughts and feelings as someone born amab (except the misogynistic thoughts lol) can bc everyone's brains are unisex. we're all just people, just humans, sexed humans who aren't defined by their bodies. while human experiences are very varied and amab & afab lives are often very different in certain ways, no study has yet convinced me that human brains aren't neutral and that all cis people have a gender identity and girly brain & manly brain are a thing. i don't have ~womanly energy~ inside me, and neither does the grand majority of cis women honestly. we didn't choose to be women, we were born into a body type and don't care to surgically alter it or use different pronouns. i don't really believe in souls either, at least a lot of the time i don't. i think everything outside of bodies should be gender neutral, and bodies are just two different types (small ova gametes & larger spermatozoa gametes) each w different varieties in very rare cases, only around 1.7% of people are intersex and all are still afab or amab after tests are done to figure out what kind of gametes they have. they also often have health problems, and fun fact, those people tend to prefer the term people with DSDs, aka differences of sex development. my body matters to me, i live in it, but it doesn't define me and it's male society that tries to make me reduced to my body type. i used to have severe dysphoria for most of my life but it was treated, and i healed, and now i know that i personally don't experience a gender identity. i'm cis, but i just have a female/afab body type. that's how i comprehend my womanhood. this isn't to invalidate trans women, they can have a different experience of womanhood, whatever womanhood means to them. but i was just born female. i have mixed feelings about it sure, cuz who tf is overjoyed at living under the patriarchy as an afab woman? from birth we're treated differently, sometimes even before birth. but i'm coming to terms with my femaleness. i'm just a human animal, a female animal of the human species. that has been wayyy more freeing for me!! and it's #valid

[beta-adjacent]

If transmasc is an umbrella term for transmen, masc nonbinaries, etc and transfem is an umbrella term for transwomen, Fem nonbinary etc and trans neutral for those that feels they’re neither Fem or masc etc. what would be the equivalent to trans dynamic Alpha/Beta/Omega? Cause I know while biology wise it would fall under these terms it seems so restrictive and just focusing on the sex biological parts which may be the point of a/b/o, but like idk as an asexual I feel like they would be separate terms due to a/b/o not being the ‘normal’ human. Yknow?

I am not a linguist, so I wouldn’t be the person to turn to for crafting some new terminology, haha. But this did get me lost in some philosophy sauce so here’s the product of that:

For the sake of establishing a foundation, let’s say the following are the “original/traditional/common” transdynamic terms:

General: Transdynamic, adynamic*, dynamfluid/dynamifluid

Transition states (in the format of the primary notion “mtf”): atb, ato, bta, bto, ota, otb

Some thoughts on these terms:

The terms don’t have to solely equate to a change in sexual organs, because secondary biology isn’t exclusively sexual. You could focus on a surgery that stops the formation of a knot, sure. But you could also focus on HRT that alters the hormones that make you smell like your adab (assigned dynamic at birth?), which is arguably very non-sexual. I think it’d be hard to change the non-sexual without changing the sexual, but you can still make the non-sexual elements the emphasis. So I’m actually rather ok with the terms we have now if the argument is they seem too sexual, because they don’t feel very sexual to me

That being said, these terms do feel very biologically driven and limiting. You only have about 6 options in the transition states? That’s quite binary

*I don’t think I’ve actually seen the word adynamic used. Instead, authors refer to an adynamic person as a delta. And this classification is where the mindfuckery starts for me

Because tertiary dynamics cover a level of transness in secondary dynamics. By definition, a tertiary dynamic typically describes someone who biologically aligns to their adab, but not socially. Or, in some cases, they cover the “miscellaneous” category of secondary genders, ie experiencing all 3 dynamics, or none of the dynamics.

So now we have to question: how intertwined are the ideas of secondary body versus secondary instinct/soul? Below are some examples of people with this “body vs instinct” nuance:

Skye is a cis male. They were born a beta. Skye biologically feels no discomfort/dysphoria in their current body. But socially/instinctively, they have the soul of an alpha. What do we call Skye?

Dusk is a cis female. They were born an omega. Dusk feels extreme dysphoria in their body because of their dynamic, but their omega instinct feels calming/natural to them. What do we call Dusk?

Star is intersex. They were also born with mixed dynamic biology. What is the term for that? Would it be two intersex conditions (primary-intersex and secondary-intersex), or would we classify it as intersex and a tertiary dynamic?

Moon experiences all three dynamics at once bodily but does not relate to any of them socially/mentally. What do we call Moon?

Gender labels are limiting —regardless of if it’s primary, secondary, or tertiary— because they’re an attempt to classify something that often can’t be classified in a simplistic/binary way. Having labels to describe every complexity is impossible because complexity is infinite. Having umbrella terms is almost guaranteed to be limiting and/or reducing to the complexity itself.

Soooooo…… fuck labels! Or make them whatever you want in your verse, just stay consistent and, more importantly, make it meaningful when it’s not consistent. Include characters with nuanced dynamics and let readers struggle with the material alongside you

[lusty-kopfkino]

Loki Prompt 1 - Crossover: Percy Jackson

I LOVE crossovers!!!

A Loki × Percy Jackson crossover °∆°

I love Loki and I see him as someone who has a really big heart but just doesn't show his love in the conventual way. Loki was a sad neglected child and did things so he would get noticed. Loki would never do something on purpose to pose real harm to someone he loves.

*I have only read the 1st Percy Jackson book and I have some outside knowledge from fandom stuff. So if the god Loki or any Norse gods are in the books as characters, less just ignore it. I also don't know if they mention any gods outside of Greek mythology.

Most or all of the characters from Percy Jackson have never met a god/goddess outside of Greek mythology. Gods in different mythologies usually don't interact.

I can of this in two different ways. One where he is also a kid and the other where he is an adult, then I can think of different ways the adult one can go.

I feel like these can be put together in pairs or more if you want.

Kid:

- Loki is a young god and either gets transported from Marvel or he exists in this world. He goes to Camp Half-Blood, and they are shocked that a full god is there and going to be a student. For the one where he exists in this world, you can either add Thor as a way older brother where he is an adult or a bit (in god terms) older brother where he also goes to Camp Half-Blood.

Adult:

*Loki would be known in the world of Percy Jackson, but they would only know Loki from stories and rumors.

-I don't know how this would happen but Loki becomes or is a camp counselor at Camp Half-Blood. He would be the most caring camp counselor; to the shock of most people because of their assumptions that Loki is a bad god when he is a neutral god. Maybe just interaction with Loki and the kids, and maybe also what they think of Loki.

-The Percy team is going on another journey, which can be one from the books or a made-up one, and they meet Loki. Don't even know how this would go

-Loki is a parent to one of the characters in Percy Jackson, this will make them a full god, not a demigod. Unless you are changing the god parent. So what I'm thinking is that Percy's mom is truly Loki but no one knows that. Loki can shape-shift so that is why he is a girl and looks human, so he made himself a female human because he can and slept with Poisiden. Loki being a master shape-shifter made himself a full female and forgot that females can get pregnant, especially with a god and their godlyness. Loki not wanting to maybe hurt or kill the child decides to have and maybe raise the child. Loki has Percy and whatever.

He, suddenly overcome with a parent's love, wants to protect this child and keep him safe. Percy, despite Loki being a full human when he was conceived and born, still has some of Loki's power, so to protect Percy he hid his part of the powers with a spell. If word got out that there was a new god and he was the son of the God of Mischief and the God of Water; hid his powers so that he wouldn't become a guard dog of Olympia.

Loki doesn't die when that thing attacks him when he is taking Percy to Camp Half-Blood, but everyone thinks he is dead, he faked his death because he thought Percy would have a better life.

What Loki looks like as Sally: he has long black hair and pale skin, not scary pale, pretty green eyes, and stuff.

Percy doesn't know that Loki is his mother, so the whole time he is with his mother Loki is in his shapeshifted form.

[dogfags]

i think my life would be better if I didn't mind they/them being used on me but it quite honestly feels like an insult sometimes when people assume those are my pronouns or they think I look weird and androgynous so they default to those. I know I am weird and androgynous but it's just annoying to have to be like no I'm just.. a man. when I have put so much effort into passing and going stealth. and for sure even tho I'm just a man I have some weird nonbinary feelings as well. bc I'm trans and being "binary trans" doesn't mean u don't have a complicated relationship with gender or experience a bit of gender queerness. I mean I identified and lived as a lesbian for several years of my life so ofc a part of that is ingrained in me. idk, I kind of wish more people would look at gender as something you do rather than something you innately are. I don't think I innately am anything. I think I used to live as a girl and now I live as a man. maybe that makes me nonbinary or maybe that just makes me a normal person. idk. a lot of the trans narratives that have been popularized by the media are just so unrelatable to me I almost don't consider myself the same thing as them. I don't think I transitioned bc I was a boy born into a girl's body I think I transitioned bc I'd just rather live as a man and so I am. of course I also have debilitating dysphoria but yk. I don't think I was "born this way" and I didn't show any signs as a child or even give my gender a second thought until I was older. I got a taste of female puberty and was like nah I'd rather opt out of this whole woman thing. so I did. and now I'm a man. it's that simple to me idk.

but yeah if I liked he/they I think it would make my life better bc then I wouldn't be like. dysphoric and offended when ppl would default to they for me simply bc I have green hair. I don't even dress femininely almost ever it's just the hair I think lmao. or bc my name is gender neutral. I guess I am androgynous in the face also. I do not have a chiseled jawline although I do have a mustache and it is pretty dark now. idkkkkk man

I've lived so many lives already in just this one that idk how to classify myself anymore. I've been every letter of the LGBT and dated/fucked someone of every gender and sexuality lmao. but I still think it's kinda annoying when ppl deny my masculinity or maleness upon seeing me and default to they/them when I Try So Hard to pass. obviously it's not their fault, they've been told it's rude to assume anyone's pronouns and I am fully self aware of the way I look and come off. I almost feel like I can't even correct people when they call me they bc I know they're just trying to be.. nice or something. like how would I even go about correcting that, "thanks for the consideration but I am in fact just a man" ???

I think in terms of gender identity I can get behind the vibes of he/they being used for me in theory, but in practice it makes me feel like a freak. it's like a glaring neon sign that's like, you look WEIRD and idk what you are bc you're WEIRD. I know this shit wouldn't happen if I was cis and presented exactly the same as I do now. I feel extremely vulnerable and almost outed when people call me they. like it tells everyone in the room that I'm Different. and despite the fact I dye my hair crazy colors and have 7 facial piercings and stretched ears I actually do not want to stick out. I just love the alternative look. but I don't want attention drawn to me. I don't want people to look at or talk to me. it's a struggle I've had my entire life. id much rather blend in than stand out but literally everybody knows who I am and my name bc I just have an appearance that is so jarring. ugh.

I even had my instructor for some reason "correct" himself on my pronouns, he literally got it right the first time then went "er, they-" like ??? come on man. when have I ever told anyone I want to go by they here??? is the mustache not enough?? do I have to grow out my patchy ass stubble as well??? for a split second sometimes I think about going by he/they and then I am called they in real life and cringe so hard. rahhh.