#tw dysphoria mention

[us-costco-official]

costmom when i express having dysphoria about my period: 🥺🥺 costco 🥺 costcooooo it’s!! it’s the naturally magical and divine thing for women!1!!11 and erm trans people with…uteruses!!!1!1 😕 why don’t you like it siiighh…you need to tap into your supernatural pussy power and stop being a woman-hater :((

[moremysteriesthantragedies]

Infernal Serenade (Pain) Bingo

Made this a while back and wanted to share it again lol.

Tag list: @caxycreations, @profoundlyhauntedclaws, @perasperaadastrawriting, @verba-writing

[shynerdwantscuddles]

Me: “I’m not actually super dysphoric about my voice and don’t plan to take hormones because it’s already pretty androgynous”

Also me: *uses my costumer service/anxious voice which is a few pitches higher than my regular voice and dies immediately*

[icannotgetoverbirds]

You replied to a post saying you used to be a terf, what changed your mind?

Honestly, it was a long process. There wasn't any one thing that changed me. It started with the fact that I was a sympathetic TERF - my worst standpoint was that people had a right to be afraid of trans women in women's restrooms - and even then I recognized the importance of legal rights and protections for trans people, even if I didn't think they were the gender they said they were.

I was a particular brand of TERF that wasn't particularly unhinged or cruel - I turned to radical feminism out of a mixture of frustration and misguided kindness. Radfems tell you that womanhood is suffering, and so they're very appealing to transmasc eggs who haven't realized their identities yet - they recognize and acknowledge something that transmasc eggs experience, even if they apply the concept far too broadly and incorrectly.

Essentially, I was tired of screaming that women deserve better to people who thought womanhood was all sunshine and rainbows, so when radfems acknowledged the pain I was in, even though they misattributed it, they won me over to their side by being the only people that seemed to listen to that sentiment.

Nonetheless, I was determined to be as kind as possible, and I recognized that dysphoria was real. I believed that it was real because I subconsciously understood that I was experiencing it. I thought that every woman, given the chance, would transition into a man. I thought my experiences were inherent to womanhood.

It truly baffled me when cis women would tell me that being misgendered hurt them, that being masculine was uncomfortable, that being seen as a man or stripped of their womanhood was a punishment. For me, all of that meant that I was being taken more seriously as a not-woman (as misguided and incorrect as that interpretation is) because I recognized the societal connotations between masculinity and competence (not correlated at all btw).

And what baffled me even more was the fact that trans women existed. See, I recognized gender dysphoria as valid, and i reasoned out that it would make sense for it to go both ways, but what I didn't understand was why any trans woman would transition, given the layers of oppression that she would experience.

I could recognize that trans women were oppressed, that they were at high risk of assault and didn't deserve to be relegated to the men's restroom. I understood that bathroom-based sexual violence happens and is much easier to commit without transitioning to try and sneak in or some bullshit.

I saw gender dysphoria and gender euphoria and concluded that trans people still deserved kindness, even if I didn't think they were right about their gender. I saw the pain and recognized that it was real, and I saw the joy and recognized that it was real. I recognized that trans people weren't doing any harm to others - I only thought that they were harming themselves.

Beyond that, I understood bodily autonomy to some extent, and while I wasn't as radically for it as I am now, I understood that I wasn't the one who got to choose who got to do what with their bodies. I'll admit, I did think that they needed more time in therapy before they'd be allowed to transition, and that it should've only be a last resort if nothing else was working, and that was something I had to fix.

If there was anything that changed it for me, it was deconverting from Mormonism. I'd become more accepting over the years as I'd learned more, even to the point that I recognized that queer people deserved rights within the structure of religion, that the prophets could have made a mistake or misspoken or been misinterpreted when they drafted The Family: A Proclamation To The World.

After all, that'd happened before with black men being unable to hold the priesthood. Why couldn't it have happened now?

But then, the other question arose. I realized that the only justification the organization had made for its discrimination back in the day was, aside from human flaws, the idea that the world was not yet ready for such things. It occurred to me that the world seemed more than ready for queerness to be accepted (I was much more entrenched in my persecution complex at the time and believed the outside world to be rampant with 'sinners' and their sympathizers, aka leftists, whether they were good people or not), so why couldn't that have happened now?

To me, it just didn't make sense. To me, the world was ready. To me, the waiting would cost lives, and that was unacceptable. Unfortunately, I had been trained well in thought-stopping techniques, so I didn't truly stop to ponder what that meant for a while.

Then the COVID-19 pandemic hit. Suddenly, I wasn't going to church every Sunday. Suddenly, I was tired all of the time. Suddenly, my mental health was crashing, and church was making it worse, somehow. Suddenly, the whole world was upside down, and it shook a few things loose. I came out to my mother as a genderqueer woman - not ready to fully break the mold yet - and decided that the church was wrong about this thing.

After things had settled down somewhat, I started turning over concepts in my mind, about how the one true church had had shortcomings in this day and age. About the prophets that had failed to protect their queer spiritual siblings. About the audacity to tell trans people that they cannot transition, despite medical and scientific evidence proving the benefits and even necessities. About the audacity to tell gay people that they cannot love the way they truly love.

Funnily enough, that's not what broke the shelf. No, get this - it was weed.

See, I'd been delving more into advocacy and had gained an understanding of the war on drugs and the true implications behind criminalizing substance use, especially with its history and current implementation. I had decided that it was a good idea to decriminalize all substances for the safety of the people addicted to them. I had also recognized that marijuana was by and large harmless if not outright helpful for many people.

I recognized that requiring a doctor's approval for weed in a country without good, socialized health care was classist and would lead to unwarranted suffering, and that the Mormon organization's influence in attempting to require such in Utah was overreach. I also was biased, as I wanted to try weed myself.

And suddenly it occurred to me that I didn't really care what the church thought I should and shouldn't do anymore. It occurred to me that their cruelty was intolerable, and that I couldn't have one foot in the queer community (as an asexual genderqueer woman) and one foot in such an intolerant organization. It occurred to me that I wanted to try weed, and I didn't care that the Mormon leaders had advised against recreational substance use. So I turned it over in my mind, taking time to actually consider it.

I didn't believe. I had never believed. I had been trying so hard to force myself to believe, to pretend that I believed, and for what? A god that never answered - or whose answers could easily be construed as the mechanisms of the world, as happenstance? Surely an all-powerful and loving god wouldn't leave me in the dark like that, especially considering how hard I had fought, despite everything.

And so the shelf broke, and I got excited, and started to think about what I wanted to do. I thought about tattoos, and piercings, and a double mastectomy, and a hysterectomy, and bottom surgery - oh.

Yeah. That was a bit to process. I realized that I had some learning to do, some media to rewatch with a fresh perspective, some concepts to understand, etc. And it took me a while to come around to the realization that I had, in fact, been a TERF and had, in fact, held harmful beliefs.

From there it was just a matter of learning more about activism, keeping an open mind, and fixing the holes that the manipulation of the mormon cult had left in my understanding of the world.

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Polar: Baby girl, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?

Blood Moon: Daddy, why am I ugly?

Polar: Baby, you are not ugly. You’re beautiful. You’re the most beautiful girl on earth. Just because your body doesn’t match yet, doesn’t mean you’re ugly. Any person you end up with would be the luckiest person on earth to get a girlfriend so beautiful. With how beautiful you are now, I’m a little concerned how many people I’ll have to chase away when you transition more because you’ll only get more beautiful.

Blood Moon, buried into his arms: Thank you, Daddy. *falling asleep*

Polar, quietly: Get some sleep, baby, the dysphoria is a liar.

[sharpth1ng]

I don't know if you remember but I'm the trans guy who asked if there'll be a cis version for the sequel cause he couldn't read the trans version due to some heavy body dysmorphia going on.

Soooo update I finally am able to read the trans version... You probably don't remember but the way you responded helped me a lot to come to terms with the way my body looks right now and that I can still be a man, even like this.

(Tbh for the longest time I thought I was a transphobic woman bc trans characters who hadn't transitioned gave me panic attacks and it's kinda funny in retrospect lol I was just dumb)

And I dunno I just needed you to know that you wrote that beautifully and I'm so relived and happy to be kinda content right now. I haven't felt this good about me... Ever?

And I just read the christmas scene and Stu saw Billy naked for the first time and... And he just wants and loves Billy exactly the way he is and that was so... Healing. (honestly am totally in love with your Stu anyway but this really sealed the deal).

Long story short I have been crying for 30 minutes now. Honestly tears of joy and relief. Thank you!

(I hope you don't mind me telling you this)

Hey dude I definitely remember you! Your ask was important to me, honestly, transmascs like you are some of the people this fic is for. To be clear its for everyone, but the whole reason I wrote two versions was because of my own fluctuating relationship with dysphoria. I understand why you weren't feeling ok to read the trans version, and I'm glad it ended up being a healing experience for you, you have no idea how much it means to me to hear that.

And just as a side note I don't think it dumb you were afraid you were just a transphobic woman. I think it's really easy to internalize transphobia especially when you're still processing your identity. Transphobia is everywhere and it's unquestioned, and in a lot of cases it's more accessible than trans rhetoric that's positive and affirming. I would argue that transphobia has a major presence in a lot of trans communities too honestly, that's what trans-medicalism is.

The reality is our bodies aren't worse than cis bodies, they aren't less attractive. They're just different, but the world acts like it's a fucking tragedy to have to cut your tits off and take hormones, and that's bullshit. I'm a much more attractive trans dude than I was a cis woman. Do I still have a complicated relationship with parts of my body? Yes. Do I still have dysphoria? Yes. But so do cis people.

I wrote the trans version specifically because I wasn't seeing a lot of transmasc representation (in fic or other media) that felt true and affirming to me- not that the other stuff can't be affirming to other transmascs, just I wasn't finding stuff that felt like a positive version of my own experience.

I think theres a tendency to focus on body, dysphoria, and insecurity in trans fiction in a way that isn't untrue, but also which doesn't give me the ability to engage in fun smut the same way I feel cis people get to. Cis people can be insecure about their bodies in lots of ways, I'd argue cis people also experience gender dysphoria (think cis women with small chests, cis men who have breasts or smaller penises, ect.), but it's not nearly as common for sexual depictions of them in fiction to focus on those insecurities, and on navigating the way other people react to their bodies ahead of the actual smut.

The other place I see this happening is with sexual depictions of fat people and disabled people. Our bodies and minds are positioned as barriers in sexual situations, and while realistically we may have things to navigate that cis, thin or able bodied people don't, that doesn't mean those barriers need to be centered in erotica that involves us. Cis, thin, able bodied people have insecurities and sexual hang-ups too, so why do they get to be written as having fun, positive sex without centering those things when we don't? To me it positions transness, fatness, and disability as inherently being a barrier to positive sexuality and I just think that's unrealistic.

I'm rambling but all that is to say, this has been healing to me too. We deserve depictions of ourselves that acknowledge the differences and barriers we do have (like, Billy is still scared about coming out, it's hard for him to do, thats a barrier) without making them the whole experience.

I'm really glad you're feeling better about things, and i'm really, really fucking touched that my writing could be a part of that 🖤

[perereiii]

feeling maybe a little dysphoric so,, stinky hcs on gravity falls

dipper is ftm. the vest is to hide his chest better bc he hasn't gotten a binder yet (technically he's young enough that puberty hasn't hit however dysphoria hits harder)

stans bi, pronouns who/fucking/cares give me money /j (realistically he/him)

ford only knows gender through science class. he doesn't give a shit about pronouns since they're effectively unrelated to gender but people default to he/him so he just goes with that for simplicity/efficiency's sake. also asexual and demiromatic

mabel would probably eat gender for breakfast if she could. also probably collects pronouns like they collect stickers. other than that fae are heterosexual and their pronoun list is currently at she/they/fae/bee

soos.... soos just goes with he/him because that's what people tell him. honestly? I don't think he knows what gender is,, also hetero

wendy feels very demigirl w she/they pronouns. very likely bi if not pan + demisexual. it's the lumberjack vibes I'm telling ya /hj

[northlight14]

Royono/Blood red song headcanon’s

Aka Roman X Youngblood X Noise

This ship has me in a chokehold so here we are

Let’s not lie to ourselves here, all 3 of them are absolute dumbasses (before anyone even attempts to say Youngblood isn’t a dumbass, while I agree he has the most brain cells of the group I’d like to remind you all that he was also stood talking to a door for 15-20 minutes before seeing there’s a door handle.) (Also if anyone tries to tell me Noise isn’t an absolute thembo, respectfully you’re wrong😂 He is the embodiment of a dumb smart person and would roast the shit out of Roman for doing something dumb but would then immediately go and do something just as stupid). Now because they’re a group of himbos, it took them a while to get together. As they all started to develop feelings, Roman didn’t wanna say anything because he could tell that Youngblood and Noise have a whole history that he didn’t wanna get in the way of. Meanwhile Noise saw how close Youngblood and Roman had become and didn’t wanna get in the way of that or complicate an already complicated situation. In the end Youngblood confessed first after getting over his whole “dear god why did I have to fall for those idiots?!” Thing😂

Roman and Youngblood introduce Noise to Reston. Needless to say, Noise was a bit overwhelmed at first as he’s typically not great with new people. Him and Youngblood did almost get into a fight with Fast Timmy on the first day which Roman had to stop. However, the village did end up liking them. Noise specifically formed a really good friendship with Samuel, something that absolutely horrified Youngblood. When having a meal with the family, Aunt Patty (not very subtly) kept whispering to Roman about how much she loves his partners and Roman just smiles and agrees

Ryker was very wary when they started dating. He had no issues with Roman being gay or polyamorous. The exact opposite really, he was extremely supportive. His issue came from Youngblood and Noise both being bards. It was especially tricky for him to accept Noise as he’d at least talked to Youngblood somewhat and gathered that he’s a decent person. He also trusted him slightly more because he’d run from the bard collage. Noise however is a different situation as they’re literally first chair and have a complex history when it comes to Roman. He’s also got reason to be a bit wary of Youngblood again since Youngblood used to be first chair and has hurt Noise before, both via the fire incident and by leaving. But over time Ryker begins to warm to them both and trusts that neither of them are going to hurt Roman. The 2 of them also help Ryker work on some of his bias when it comes to bards.

Dice Rollingstone/Mike Ro’phone has been simping for Noise since they first saw him perform and does flirt with Noise at every given opportunity. Noise is just tried and doesn’t really care because he’s not interested and nothings going to happen so whatever. Meanwhile Youngblood and Roman be like “I swear I’m gonna beat his ass for flirting with our partner!” “Damn, that was kinda sweet” “Roman!” “I mean how dare they!” Dice/Mike knows not to take it too far tho. They’re not a total asshole after all. A lot of the flirting is more like “in another life my love😘” while Noise is like “what? Ok…?”

Noise and Youngblood sing together a lot and teach Roman more about music. Roman sometimes joins in with their singing as well. Noise and Youngblood will also write songs for the others and have collaborated on songs for Roman which they perform for him.

When Noise is having a bad dysphoria day, Roman will initiate a cuddle puddle that Noise pretends to hate but secretly loves

Noise is very short and hides it by wearing his boots. Youngblood absolutely (affectionately) bullies him for this and Roman tries to make it better but always inevitably makes it way worse😂

Youngblood and Noise always have to wake Roman up in the morning because they’re both early risers and Roman would sleep in till the afternoon if he could. But if they’re gonna be going on missions, that’s not exactly gonna work.

If anyone dares insult one of the people in the polycule, the other two can and will absolutely beat their ass. Be it making fun of Roman being a bit clueless, someone calling Noise rude or a jerk or someone mocking Youngblood’s caution, best believe it’s on sight

[crazypossumman]

if you’re seeing this, it’s a friendly reminder to

take a break from binding~

(or remind someone you know to take one)

Dysphoria sucks, but don’t sacrifice your health! Wear a baggy hoodie and some comfy pants and curl up under a blanket for a while—even just one evening—to give yourself a nice break other than the time you spend sleeping. You will thank yourself for it later!

[spicy-rainbow-pizza]

I think if I told Levi I'm feeling dysphoric he would go on a whole spiel on how I'm the most amazing girl he's ever met and he'd never want anyone else besides me as his girlfriend and I'm already perfect just the way I am and he wishes I would see myself the way he sees me and and and and

[silver-heller]

4, 11, and 14 for Nightmare!

4. Would you be considered a main character, side character, villain, or something else?

I'd consider Nightmare the main character pretty much.

11. What kind of outfit(s) does your self insert wear?

Outside of his uniform, Nightmare mostly wears sweaters, hoodies. and sweatpants, along with his glasses. He likes to keep his chest covered for dysphoria reasons.

14. What hobbies does your self insert have?

Nightmares really enjoys anime, having some similar interests to Levi, video games, board games, books, trying out new foods, and going on walks. He connects with Asmo over their love of cool outfits and nail painting, though Nightmare has no interest in other makeup really besides maybe mascara on rare occasions.

Ask game

[shynerdwantscuddles]

Ok, I know I said I was gonna stop talking about this stuff, but I am at a point in my life where I really want to stop feeling bad all the time, so that means addressing my dysphoria. If you don’t want to see me talk about this stuff I’m gonna start tagging it with tw dysphoria mention. Anyway, I’ve been thinking about starting birth control to decrease or stop my period, and after reading reviews and doing research I’ve lowered it down to two possible birth controls I’d be comfortable trying. Beyaz and Yaz. I’m really nervous about trying it though because I’m prone to side effects, and if it doesn’t lighten or stop my period it’s not worth it for me, so I was wondering if anyone out there has tried either of these and what your honest experience with it was.

[icarus-in-blues]

“It’s painful.”

Your whisper resembled a broken prayer seeking for salvation. Longing for one to save you from the fear which swelled in the intervals of your heartbeat, which pulsated through your body — through your chest that ached with a desire to belong, to become.

Hashida rested his hand on it, the lumps of fat you grew to perceive as an undesirable thing on you, the root of which caused you the pain you were feeling now. But undesirable… Was it? Or did it just not belong in the first place? It was as if you were a poorly installed canvas, tilting to an angle that wasn’t meant to be — its crookedness becoming one with the display. Would an upright canvas lose its meaning? Would it still be loss, when the intent of the skewed angle was not present in the first place?

Your heart was murmuring these confusion of yours, and he could hear it through his palm. The comforting warmth beneath it granted you far too many moments of peace — and what was one more to him? This rhythm of discomfort was ugly symphony, one Hashida had heard in himself before and wished to claw it out. Yet when presented in front of him, this fleeting moment of your humanity was beautiful. So much so he found guilt in relishing your pain — the pain he understood.

Hashida placed his lips on your skin and flesh, so thin he could graze the protruding bone underneath, so fragile he could taste your throbbing heart within. The kiss acted like an answer to your prayer — it was worship — and worship soothed you.

“Then get rid of it. We could get matching scars.”

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

i like to think eclipse is trans masc and envys over Bloodmoon for being trans fem.

he probably gets frustrated seeing them in dresses or anything girly.

(he is not transphobic btw) sometimes he envys Bloodmoon for being transfem and throwing away her masculinity.

but then he feels awful for thinking that and it just starts all over again in a viscious cycle of self-hate.

I feel like Bloody would be the one to help him cope with his self image issues and dysphoria. She gets the poor thing to feel confident wearing whatever he wants and makes sure he knows he isn’t less because he’s not made a boy. She also slyly reminds him he can make himself a amab nano machine body and transfer to it to look however he wants.

[the-writing-ninja]

Was writing a fic about Kai experiencing dysphoria and I felt like the world needed to see these lines

[90s-html-lesbians]

can’t wait for june 22