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i like to imagine akari got to wear the uniform he wanted after the end of the manga. (who is this? pokemon history under the cut!)
for those of you who don't know, this is akari from the manga 'how i became a pokemon card (1999)'! (bulbapedia link)
he is a trans boy, and to my knowledge is the only canon trans boy in all of the pokemon franchise among the small handful of canon trans characters.
this manga never got an official localization, so how some chose to translate the matter of akari using different pronouns differs from translation to translation. the sentiment stays the same though - akari is a boy, though he was born a girl.
this and the tension it causes with his mother is the main focus of this chapter of the manga. i would even say the subject of dysphoria is communicated pretty decently for how old the manga is, though usually through the metaphor of pokemon!
though the ending for the chapter is kind of ambiguous, so i wouldn't call it a perfect representation, its still pretty cool to see a canon trans character in a manga thats almost as old as i am. thank you if you read this far, and please give this manga a read!
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Scary Movie Night
Description: Zaion/The Luge. The Luge brings his boyfriend some movies to watch with him. Unluckily for Zaion, they’re horror movies.
Word Count: 640
AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53781043
“Greetings, The Providence,” The Luge greeted when Zaion opened the door for him.
Zaion sighed heavily. “We have literally been dating for a week now. Can you please call me by my real name?”
The Luge let out a soft chuckle. “I know. I’m just teasing you… Zaion.”
Zaion smiled. “So you do remember my name. Good.” He stepped out of the doorway, ushering The Luge inside.
He nodded. “I brought some movies,” he informed, holding up a stack of DVD cases.
Zaion closed the door behind him, gazing at the movies.
His face fell. “Tho… those are horror movies…”
“Yes?” The Luge stared at him with an unfazed smile.
“They’re… supposed to be scary.” Zaion tried to fight back a shiver.
Scared? Of some movies? That couldn’t be him! That would be silly, especially in front of his still sort of new boyfriend!
The Luge nodded. “Yes.”
He had his usual ‘blissfully unaware’ expression as he looked the fidgeting Zaion dead in the eyes. There was silence between them.
“Is… is that not… a problem for you?” Zaion asked, biting his lip. “B-because I-I wouldn’t want you to freak out! They are just movies! They may look real and scary but they’re just special effects!”
The Luge nodded again. “Yes, I know. It’s not a problem.”
“W-well good!” Zaion forced a smile. “But I can still hold your hand if you get scared! It’s no problem!”
The Luge smiled and dipped his head. “I appreciate that.” He spread the DVD cases out to show Zaion each of the covers. “Which one would you like to watch?”
Zaion stared at the DVDs. A pit formed in his stomach at the sight of what were obviously four slasher horror movies. The violent, scary- no not scary! -kind. This was very much a ‘pick your poison’ type situation for Zaion.
“That one…” he sighed, pointing at one of them at random.
The Luge plopped the DVD into the DVD player, sitting on the couch. Zaion sat on the other end of the couch. It didn’t take long into the movie however for Zaion to scoot closer and closer: a complete trembling sweating mess by the time he was pressed right up against The unfazed Luge’s side.
“Y-you must be getting pretty scared, huh?” Zaion forced a smile as he asked.
The Luge shrugged, not taking his eyes off the screen. “Nah.”
“O-oh, well…” Zaion’s fingers gripped the cushions below him as he avoided looking at the screen. “You know… i-in case you do… I’m-I’m here to… hold your hand.”
There was a loud jumpscare.
“EEK!” Zaion let out the most undignified squeal, grabbing The Luge’s hand in both of his and burying his face in his shoulder.
“I am not scared, Zaion…” The Luge sounded puzzled. “You do not need to hold my hand.”
“Hold me you big stupid buffoon,” Zaion grumbled, trembling against him.
“Okay.” The Luge slid an arm around Zaion’s shoulder, holding him close as Zaion continued to tremble.
“You must be really cold to be shivering this much,” The Luge observed casually. “Would you like me to go get you a blanket?”
“No.” Zaion nuzzled his face further into The Luge’s shoulder, now refusing to even look at the TV screen.
The Luge patted his shoulder. “You sure you’re not cold?”
Zaion shivered against him. “I’m certain.”
The Luge shrugged. “Alright. If you insist.”
“I do. Insist. In fact… I order it..” Zaion pulled himself into The Luge’s lap, nuzzling his face in the crook of his neck. “You’re not to move until this terrible unscary movie is over.”
The Luge broke into a soft chuckle. “Sure thing.”
He slipped his arms around Zaion’s waist, hugging him close. Zaion relaxed into the touch and though The Luge couldn’t see it from this angle, Zaion smiled at the comfort.
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