#oh my god they got transgendered

[prtfrmhrtbrn]

my ao3 is sad and empty and that is (first and foremost because i am very busy preparing for uni and all of thay but the more fun reason is) because i cannot stop thinking about transfem she/her regulus black and amab they/them evan rosier sorry

the transgenderiser has taken me over ! i go to write and i get stuck writing “he” for regulus black 😭😭

this is like my relationship with my transfem barty crouch jr headcanon which means in simple terms that it is a very bad sign because barty crouch jr is genuinely a woman in my head now 😭😭 this is what trans headcanons can do to a man who was sane like 6 years ago

[yuridovewing]

i understand the frustration with “i made this gay pairing cis x trans so they can still have biological babies” with no thought to other methods and how ppl assume thats the case when it comes to mothpool aus where mothwing is also the mother of the three, but also…. idk i kinda dont give a shit if someone wants to do that and i dont really think its inherently transphobic as long as its handled with care and respect.

what really concerns me about this debate is how some people are adamant that you cannot portray trans people having biological children in media or youre being disrespectful. and im gonna say as a nonbinary person who doesnt want children for themself- thats kinda fucking weird? like i understand that for some people, theyre trans themselves and theyre speaking from a place of dysphoria, and i absolutely get that, which is why i think the topic should be handled with nuance and diversity in trans characters, but like…. guys. pregnant trans men exist irl. trans women get people pregnant irl. trans ppl’s ability and right to parent and have biological children are being debated irl. we get denied the opportunity to adopt as well.

in a climate like this, are we SURE we want the stance on rewrites and headcanons in the silly cat books to be “if you portray trans characters having children, especially with a gay couple, youre a transphobic freak no matter what!” does it really matter? especially if its being done by a trans person handling the topic with nuance who has a lot of trans characters with varying perspectives?

obviously yes, remember that thats not the only way certain gay couples can have kids, remember that not every trans person is fully comfortable with it and keep that in mind, remember that surrogacy and adoption are also perfectly valid ways to give fan babies- but remember that there are OPTIONS. not that you need to condemn the idea of transgender parents in the first place unless they fit the very specific criteria of “proper transgender representation” and anything that dares deviate from that is proof the op is a transphobic monster (bonus points if theyre a trans creator bc i mostly see trans people getting shit for this and it kinda pisses me off. although idm if cis people do it either as long as theyre handling it with respect)

[narmothewraith]

How I imagine myself (aka want to be)

Vent in the tags (sorry in advance)

[themintman]

ok I just started the new detective Pikachu and I can't fucking breathe cause my stupid little transgender brain has decided Tim is trans based on his goddamn HAIR EVOLUTION

YOUR TELLING ME THIS ISNT JUST THE REF PHOTO FOR MY FIEST MASC HAIRCUT I GAVE THE HAIRDRESSER WHN I CAME OUT VS WHAT SHE GAVE ME????

[skyofblackstars]

[theo-grayson]

OH MY GOD GUYS. GUYS. FIRST EVER BINDER ORDERED. OH MY GOD

[todayisafridaynight]

jo the second he finds out masato's a little zesty

[afaramir]

Your ™ (aside from faramir obv) is how unhinged you are about denethor AND having the most correct takes abt him🧡. Oh and also oranges maybe

AAAA...THANK YOU ??? THIS KNOCKED ME FLAT like for real i cannot express how much ive been thinking about this ask all day. like i was in the grocery store thinking about it. i cant decide if it's funnier if you've been here since i was 19 and a hater and watched me have my dramatic change of heart in real time or if youre new here and don't know my tragic backstory. TO ME it's hilarious to be assigned denethor girl bc like teenage me is having a heart attack but i bear the badge with pride nevertheless <3333 and thats what we call character growth!

pj had totally got me with the mad-and-vindictive-with-despair denethor gambit for years and years but literally i started working on the faramir goes to rivendell au and thought for about two seconds about how complex both faramir and boromir's relationships with their father are and how the film changes genuinely weaken all of their characters so much and did a total 180 degree turn on a dime. by doing denethor dirty i would automatically be doing faramir dirty and then i started thinking and went hang on a second he is so complex and interesting actually. like i can't emphasize how much that was the exact logic that allowed me to achieve this development.

i mean okay LISTEN TO ME oh my GOD denethor IS a good leader there's a reason why gondor stood so long alone against the enemy and he NEARLY fucking beat SAURON in 30 years worth of head-to-head knock-down-drag-out psychic stalemate warfare and he only falls into despair when he loses both of his sons. you don't need to like him to respect the achievement!

i almost put a read more here but fuck it denethorposting on main. hit j on your keyboard or do a big scroll if youre sick of me LOL

i am very well known for going totally feral over duty vs love dynamics and that is literally what is going on between denethor and his sons. he cannot be their father and their commander at the same time and they are at war!!! being their commander has to win out above all else!!! whether any of them like it or not!!! do you know what ruthlessness means do you understand that duty wins this one.

do u guys understand that denethor and faramir are a father and son who love each other above else and yet do not like each other at all. there was a schism somewhere there along the line and love without bitterness and political sniping and ideological misalignment is a DISTANT MEMORY. No Of Course He Shouldn't Have Said He Wished Faramir And Boromir's Places Exchanged Jesus Christ No Son Should Have To Hear That From Their Father But Girl Sometimes When You're Grieving You Say Stupid Shit That You Shouldn't Have. doesn't mean you should've said it but [pippin voice] we can understand poor denethor a bit better, huh?

its just so interesting to me to think about faramir and denethor's relationship from a standpoint of like. ok listen good stewards that are not good fathers and dutiful sons who will not compromise their moral compasses for love. i don't like you and i agree with approximately 1% of everything you've said ever and your expectations of me have always been unreasonably high even when i was a child but you also are the only person who could ever understand the terrifying psychic powers that just live inside my brain and you are probably the incarnation of lordly dignity and power that i have had and i have wanted to emulate all my life and i still have the instinct to ask for your approval even if i'm going to hate what you're going to say. and when i'm dying i will call out for you. and i don't like you and your moral compass is going to get you and me and everyone in our city killed and you haven't listened to a single thing i've said since you were fourteen and i fucking hate that you're listening to and trusting the fucking wizard over me but you are my best captain and you are everything that i wished i could've been without the war and you'll never understand that that's why i pushed you so hard i just wanted you to live. and if you couldn't live at least we could die together. LISTEN i am a faramir girl until the death you all KNOW THIS BUT THESE TWO THINGS ARE NOT MUTUALLY EXCLUSIVE- [i am forcibly yanked offstage]

[shopcat]

i am the only one who even cares like as in about whatever it is i'm talking about IM SICK LET ME BE SICK anyway... basically everybody difference i'll put the sick stream of consciousness in the tags this time

[butchviking]

meeting my uncle who i havent seen in a couple of years tomorrow n last time i saw him he got me laura jane grace’s book n i never read it. so like should i powerread this book in one night now or just admit i never read it

[fuzzyunicorn]

Here to drop some esoteric info: Jesus Christ & Mary Magdalene were IN FACT husband and wife

[zerosuitsammi3]

So this happened today...

A customer comes in she was asking about a particular kind of account so I told her what kind of things she needs to do to get that process started. And she tells me that she wants to start a business and she says she wants to start a gym for women only because she works out a lot and she finds that a lot of women feel uncomfortable in gym spaces because of the way some men act which is really fair because i have experienced how men behave and what theyve done and said to me but i start to worry about what kind of place she's going to take this to. And then bam, she says "but do you think that the l-b-g-t's would get mad like cause I don't want nobody to say I'm discriminating. Like I only want real women there cause like them transgenders be doing all this stuff and who knows what's going on down there. But they're not like real women. Like what do you think? Cause them l-b-g-t's can get you shut down fast." And I just avoided that shit like "oh I dunno that's super complicated and I wouldn't know anything about that" because i don't want to become the outlet for her hate and then directed it back toward stuff she initially came in for. I was internally screaming like oh my god you just told a trans woman to her face that she's not a real woman and you don't even know that you're talking to a trans woman plus you got the acronym wrong more than once it's lgbt girl. But she wants to come back and only work with me exclusively because she really likes working with me😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Trans women - 1

"We can always tell" crowd - 0

[xxacidnekoxx]

I used to let people treat me like shit because I used to have an ego thing for being the NiCeIEst wiTtLe cRitTeR eveR (with sprinkles on top!)

I think it started when I was being online too young as a little girl (I know since I am transgender I was always technically a man but I didn't even know what transgender men were so I'm going to say it like this because it's how I was brainwashed to present and that's important to me as a detail of my life)

And I used art sites chronically with zero in real life friends or family for a long time so older men just kinda shoved me around and manipulated me and what they saw in me. was an "object of comfort" for them. I was so scared of these people at the same time I respected them and tried to earn their respect all the time since they were famous artists and stuff ...

Well they were just creepy people (and I didn't know that) I let them tell me I'm not good enough with my art and professionalism and because of it I will be punished and stuff (I'm being vague because it's pretty triggering topic) but I sucked up to everyone because I was desperate for money. ( I was homeless when I was 18 ) . . . Doing art was how I got money ... And because I was open about not having any parents a lot of them even offered to fill that role for me which now I'm like.. . . Oh God that was so traumatic . .. . . . . .

But anyways those types of people made me terrified to express myself so much that I am writing this at the age of 28 still sweating and shaking a bit. . . .

[candycoated-rage]

oh since pizza tower’s anniversary was yesterday I feel like it’s my god given right to repost this image I made because the account I first posted it on got purged and it became lost media or something

pizza tower transgender pride flag

[sophieinwonderland]

Reminder That System Medicalism is a Religion: Exhibit A, @theinfernalcollective

This is pretty typical sysmed rhetoric.

And in typical sysmed fashion, has no sources to back it up whatsoever! As always, sysmeds rely on an argument by assertion. Facts just aren't on their side.

Never have been, never will be.

So they give a couple sources.

First is the DSM which doesn't say trauma is needed in all cases of DID, only that it's associated with trauma. It makes no such claim for OSDD-1 being associated with trauma at all. And on top of that, doesn't even mention the word system. Which is pretty big since most endogenic systems don't have a dissociative disorder and don't claim to.

Basically, it's a nothing source that doesn't back up what they claim it does.

As for Dr Candy Fox...

There's no evidence she actually said this.

And she has yet to respond to the message I sent her website. (Because yes, I did send her a message on her site to see if she actually agreed with this.)

But based on the context, it seems pretty obvious she would have been talking about dissociative identity disorder, not "being a system."

Now, before going any further into this conversation, let's take a step back and remember The Infernal Collective asking the anon to name a single psychiatrist, obviously expecting they wouldn't be able to.

How did THAT go?

Oh right, it's how it always goes when you meet a sysmeds' goalposts!

Did you expect anything different?

"This psychiatrist saying you can be plural without trauma doesn't count because he's talking about transgender people."

"And also the screenshots of his peer-reviewed book that was published by the American Psychiatric Association are posted on a site I don't like."

So when linked to an email from a dissociative expert, someone with 40 years of experience treating dissociative identity disorder, they again retreat to just... not liking the website the image is posted on?

And again, their source for Dr. Candy Fox was just something they allegedly heard in person during evaluationMeanwhile this is an actual email, with one of the foremost DID experts in the world!

Also, for the love of the gods, Transgender Mental Health does NOT say "transgender make plurality." Actually read the thing!!!

But hey, now that I'm done with that particular conversation and got what I need to make my point, I'll confess! All these anons were me!

Reminder, again, their source was "my doctor said it, trust me bro!"

And while I only named a couple doctors over the course of that conversation, I could have dropped so many more!

The fact is, it's not hard to look at a link and read the screenshots therein. Here, I'll even post the pics!

And in case you're thinking that they just trust Dr. Candy Fox's opinion so much and hold her in such high regard...

Nope.

But then...

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU BASING YOUR BELIEFS ON?

Because it's not psychiatry. You can't cite a single doctor anywhere who has said you can't be a system without trauma!

System Medicalism is a Religion!

Sysmeds, like transmeds, do not base their bigotry in science or rationality. They do not follow the opinions of experts.

It's a religion to them! The Church of the Holy Trauma believes that Trauma and only Trauma has the might to bestow plurality upon the few chosen. And their faith is so unshakable because they've been told this by random uneducated nobodies on the internet, and it just feels true.

And because their FAITH in this idea is so strong, no amount of studies will change their mind. No amount of doctors coming forward to support endogenic systems. No amount of literal brain scans will convince them endogenic systems are real. As the saying goes, you can't reason someone outs of a position they didn't reason themselves into in the first place.

In the end, sysmeds continue to be an anti-science hate group with a religious devotion to their ideology of hate.

And this whole disaster is just another example of that.

[chosowarmer]

Nanami Kento x Boyfriend!Reader [18+]

transgender!man nanami ; male reader ; babytrapping ; pregnancy ; breeding ; 2.0k wc

The two of you having dated for a year or so, Nanami desires more; he wants your baby. You're not interested in being a father, but that's okay, once he's pregnant you'll want it as much as he does.

A/N: ripping my hair out, no longer playing around, nanami i wont u 😵‍💫😵‍💫 this was supposed to be like 750 words and pretty short since i was writing something else but oh well

When he first brought up the idea of having a baby, you told him plainly you weren’t interested. It broke his heart knowing you didn’t want to father his children, but at the time he didn’t push it further than that. 

Now, a year together with you, he couldn’t stand it a second longer. He’d been patient, hoping you’d change your mind or maybe forget to wear a condom, but you were always so careful with him, even buying him Plan B just in case. 

Why did it matter if you had only been together for a year? If anything, that was too long for him, he should’ve been pregnant months ago. Every time you showered him in love and affection, he couldn’t help but think of how good a father you’d be. He still loved you, even if you were denying him the domestic life he desired; he’d just have to calculate a way to go about it without you knowing at first, and then afterward you’d understand. You’d love it.

He acts indirectly at first. Poking holes in the condoms in your nightstand. Being more needy than usual; initiating sex first more often. Being more insistent you fuck him rather than eat him out or fingerfuck him. He even began taking fertility pills, hoping to ovulate more often. Frustratingly, it all fell flat, you weren't even aware of what he was doing and were still managing to deny him. 

He sighed, he couldn’t even understand why you wouldn’t want to get him pregnant. Filling his womb with your cum, fucking him over and over and over until he was tearing up, bulging slightly from the volume of seed in him. Holding him there, cockwarming him to make sure his womb got every last bit. 

A few months later the two of you could notice a bump forming. Rubbing his stomach as you feel over the small bump, praising him for carrying your kid for you, and how well he was doing it too. Day by day, watching his belly grow more swollen and taut. He’d have to show up to work so he could officially sign off his paternity leave. His co-worker’s eyes on his distended abdomen, asking how many months along he was, whether it was a girl or boy, how many did he even have in there. He wouldn’t show it on his face, but he would like the attention, answering their inexhaustible questions in his usual stoic manner. And he’d bat away any dawdling hands that tried to touch his belly, that was for you alone. 

If the two of you wanted a baby shower, it’d be good to set it up early, or else he’d have to show up with his belly exposed, since there wouldn’t be many clothes to fully hide it. His shirt riding up, or maybe just unbuttoned as he spends most of the function sitting down from your insisting. You wouldn’t take your eyes off him for a minute. Maybe he’s even carrying more than one for you, god he hoped so.

And if it was twins or even triplets, he’d barely be able to get around on his own. If anything, knowing how caring you were, you’d insist for him to lie down; getting anything he needed, feeding into any cravings he’d have. You already show him so much love and attentiveness now, why wouldn’t you want to do that while he was carrying your kids too?

Once he had you, you'd understand.

.♡. 

It's during the peak of his next ovulation that he decides to hide the condoms. You’re only watching TV when he comes back, sitting himself up against you, pulling you in close to hold you. You smile at him, cuddling in closer. Good.

He’s slow at first. He kisses your neck, letting his hand feel up your waist. You sigh lovingly. Nanami had been more initiative lately; you hadn’t paid it much mind, thinking it was stress from work or something. But you did kind of want to finish this episode first. You pat his arm, turning to peek at him, “Baby, I love you, but can I please finish this episode first? And then we can do what you want, I promise.”

He huffs, hugging you closer, “That’s fine.”

It wasn’t that fine, he was desperate for you to fuck him now, but if you needed him to wait, he could do that. After twenty minutes or so, he felt restless; by the way you spoke, it seemed like the show was almost over, but it just kept going and going. He’s got his face buried in the crook of your neck, taking in that familiar, delicious scent of your cologne, it drove him crazy. 

He lets his hand roam your body again, noting the way your breath hitches as he does so. He’d love to be more patient like you asked, but it felt like his body was on fire, he needed this. He purrs in your ear, “How much longer?”

You don’t how to tell him you lost focus of the show ten minutes ago, too distracted by his body against yours as held you to him. The way you could feel his chest rising up and down, his breath right by your neck, and feeling him readjust himself now and again against you. You’re not even sure you want to check how much time is left in the episode, moaning when you feel him resume kissing your neck. Nanami takes that as confirmation from you, tracing his hand down your happy trail as he reaches the hem of your pants. When you nod, begging for him to touch you, he’s overjoyed.

He pushes his hand into your boxers, reaching past your cock to cup your balls. You groan, eyes rolling back as he massages and fondles you. God, he can feel how heavy and full you were; he needed you to pump him full. He squeezes you gently which elicits another erotic moan out of you. Your cock twitches as he tilts your head to him to look at him, the look he gives you almost hungry. 

“Y/n…Can we move this?” 

.♡. 

He’s on top of you, his wet pussy humping against your cock as he kisses you hard, inviting his tongue into your mouth. Nanami moans as you grab his ass, guiding his hips along your dick. He pulls away, begging for you to fuck him now. 

“Please, sweetheart… ♡”

You can’t argue with that, you kiss him again before rummaging in your nightstand for a condom. When you come up empty, you’re confused, you were so sure you still had a few left. 

“Hah.. fuck.. Kento, do you have a condom?”

Nanami would grin if he didn’t want to be caught, “No…No, I don’t think so, sweetheart, sorry.” He kisses along your jawline, hoping to bring your focus back to him instead of focusing on the missing condoms. He humps against your cock again, with a desperate moan, “Please, y/n..♡ Haah… I need you so much.”

You cup his face, knowing how much he wants it, but you didn’t want to be too careless, “I know, baby, I know… but I don’t think I’m gonna be able to fuck you today if we don’t have any… How ‘bout something else ♡?”

He huffs, that was not the answer he wanted to hear. He leans right by your ear, and whines. His deep voice begs you, pleading for you to let it slide this once, for him. He slides his cunt along your cock, feeling it twitch from under him; exactly why he left it untouched, he needed you needy. And it works when he hears you hesitate to retort him, a hitch in your voice as you fail to give a proper reply back. 

He puts the nail in the coffin as he trails his hand down to his aching cunt, widening his folds as he lets the head of your cock rub right up against it, so close to slipping in him. Pre-cum dribbles out of you onto his pussy as he moans again, right up in your ear, “I have Plan B, sweetheart…♡  Please, please.. Can I have this ♡♡?”

Fuck, it convinces you as you slam him down on your dick, drawing a pleasured cry out of him as he mutters “thank you”’s and “I love you”s. Your cock always made his mind a mess, but today felt like he was melting; knowing you were gonna fill him, impregnate him, fuck, he was losing his mind. He can’t thank you enough, bouncing on it as he clutches around you, like he doesn’t want to let go. 

“Thank you… haah.♡…. Nggh.. Thank you, sweetheart, thank you….♡” 

You tell him how much you love him, how full you’re gonna make him and it’s like you flipped a switch in his brain. His tight walls convulsing around you as he cums right there and then, crying out as you slam your cock deep in him, now lost in the moment. 

You were gonna make him full, so full of your seed, your babies, “FUCK…! HAAH… ❤︎! Fill me, please, please ♡♡!”

Your pace stutters as you feel him squeeze around you, groaning. This is it, what’s he’s been wanting for so long. He moans as he feels your dick throb inside him, you were so close.

You’re not even sure you could pull out if you wanted to, it was like he wanted to keep there forever. You try not to thrust too deep, but he’s got you figured out as he takes you all the way in, slamming his ass down. It’s too much for you as you grip him tight, cumming deep as he milks every bit of seed out of you. He cries again, squirting right on your cock as he whimpers and moans "thank you"s. 

He wants to keep you nice and buried in him, not wanting to lose a drop. However, after catching your breath, you squeeze his hand, signaling for him to let you pull out. He hesitates before ultimately letting you go, pulling off your cock with a wet squelch. He kisses your cheek, pulling you close to hold as he smiles faintly. 

“I love you so much.”

You smile back at him, taking his hand in yours, “I love you, too.”

.♡. 

It's exactly two months later when you're taking out the trash in the bathroom that you notice it, a pregnancy test box, clear as day, resting at the top. 

Kento… he…?

You dump out the rest of the container in a panic, desperate to find the stick but it's nowhere to be found. Hearing the front door open, you head over to confront; when did he buy it, why did he buy it, was he… He wasn’t… right? He smiles, cupping your face before holding out an envelope for you to read. He moves to hug you from behind, goading you to open it, wanting to see your reaction as you both read it. You swallow, skimming over the contents.

It’s a lab. For a blood pregnancy test. Positive.

Nanami kisses your cheek, telling you how much he's wanted this for the two of you and it was finally happening. He puts his hand over yours, noting your quiet response.

"The doctor believes it might even be twins. How does that sound? You? A father of two?" You glance back at him, a faint smile on his face. He's so... happy? How?

"I love you, sweetheart."

You glance back at the lab test.

Positive. Twins. A father. Already? You hadn't even married him yet.

You were always so careful with him, making sure you wore a condom or to pull out beforehand. Maybe you forgot one time, or it was a faulty condom. But… to be a father already, well, it was all just so soon, it’s not like… you couldn't...

You feel Nanami's strong arms hug you closer, an unfamiliar tone in his voice as he spoke.

"Y/n...? You're excited, aren't you?"

You can’t see his face, focus still glued to the lab test, but he sounds….

Sigh.. You can't walk out on him. You loved him. Even… Even if…

You turn your head with a smile, "Of course, I love you, baby."

He beams, kissing you again.