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apollo-not-in-space · 9 months

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@mushtoons THANK YOU SM FOR LETTING ME USE LEONA!! I would actually both die and kill for her she is such a baby girl and I love her sm

#tmnt 2k12 #transfem leo #trans leo #tmnt #tmnt 12 leo #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2012 #She's my ninja in shining armor #I love her have I said that yet?#I love her #apollos art

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ivergroves · 2 years

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Glistening Blade is a trans lesbian who uses she/her pronouns and is married to Queen Chrysalis and Princess Cadence!!

#mlp #mlp fim #my little pony #my little pony friendship is magic #mlp headcanons #trans shining armor #shining armor #trans characters #transfem #trans lesbian #pride icons #mlp icons #mlp pfps #free to use #transgender #lesbian #polyamory #Ivergroves headcanon tag

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lizbwitch · 1 year

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Diary Entry #20

Oh man, what a journey this has been. 20th entry of this and still feels like I'm keeping for my sanity. Like there's a part of me that wants to see me doing good and it's doing whatever it can to keep me at bay. And if I'm being honest, I want to hold on to that.

I want to see myself doing good.

i still feel guilt for losing that good friendship that was starting to blossom. I feel terrible for misreading everything and now I feel awful of my own sexual needs. It didn't helped my case at all and I'm still wondering what I've been doing wrong. My therapist says it's the fact that I feel exposed and I say it's because I've been a little too honest. Maybe we're both right.

The truth is that since I've discovered I'm a girl, I felt like I dropped my armor and started to feel more comfortable with myself. I forgot how to defend myself not bc of incompetence but bc I'm tired of it. I'm tired of this constant war of me vs the world. I want peace. And since I dropped my armor and my weapons and life keeps hitting me with everything, the impacts feel a lot harder.

Like walking into a warzone with nothing but my clothes on. No protection vest, no sidearm at all. Just me and my will to live.

Not only that but I also discovered that my ex was not only my bf but my protector too. With him I felt the comfort of someone protecting me from harm. I was a knight that discovered that she prefered to be the damsel in distress waiting for a knight in shinning armor. I got tired of fighting and I want for someone else to take the heavy toll for me. Someone that talks sweet to me and swears nothing but loyalty to me.

Yes yes, very classic (and patronizing) of me but I think it's true. To some extent at least. I need to find the balance between the knight and the damsel and become both, if I'm to survive this crisis. To become my own hero and survive, for whenever my true love arrives to take my heart and offers me nothing but what I can also offer in return: loyalty until the end.

The hopeless romantic, Lizz <3

#dear diary #hopeless romantic #transgender #trans #love me im cute #classic tale #damsel in distress #knight in shining armor #i need to be both #transfem #lgbtq #mental illness

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couldtransitionsaveher · 2 months

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TSUKASA TENMA from PROJECT SEKAI

JUSTIFICATION:

"transfem bigenderfluid tsukasa came to me in a vision one day and I've been running with it since. she deserves some self expression methinks. it's not that she doesn't get it through theatre but she's always playing grandiose knight in shining armor roles i think she deserves to branch out and be a pretty pretty princess and I think she would enjoy it lots peace and love on planet earth" - @2-kakimiko-1

Reminder: Submissions are always open! Submit here!

Did you make your daily click today?

#could transition have saved her #tsukasa tenma #project sekai #prsk #prsk tsukasa #transgender #trans hc #2-kakimiko-1

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hallow-graves · 2 months

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her crystal hooves were surprisingly fun to draw,, time for headcanons,,

- transfem and uses she/her pronouns

- pansexual

- while most alicorns have a classic unicorn tail, cadence doesn't because she was born a pegasus

- shining armor is also trans! she was the first pony he came out to

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goatpaste · 10 months

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Plz.... transfem shining armor..... 🫡

on it boss o7

Buy your local Bi trans Man a Kofi!

#pride ask #mlp #mlp g4 #shining armor

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deerlottie · 3 months

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— masterlist !

💌= fluff 🔞= smut

↪ lottie matthews BLURBS/HCS: cnc w transfem!lottie 🔞 sub!!ottie 🔞 inexperienced transfem!lottie hcs 💌🔞 helping w dysphoria 💌 camboy!charlie 🔞 drunk dazed 🔞 pre-crash lot in bed 🔞 late night ride 🔞 transfem hcs (general) 🔞💌 mean girl hcs 🔞 fluff alphabet 💌 big sister lottie hcs + more oral w lottie 🔞 FICS: doomcoming 🔞 mean!lottie 🔞 reunion 💌 bad day 🔞 love me now, touch me now 🔞 breeding kink 🔞 ex gf lottie 💌

↪ natalie scatorccio BLURBS/HCS: teasing u with his deep voice 🔞 whiny tmasc!nat 🔞 motel hookup 🔞but no smut cheerleader!r 🔞 attention 🔞 giant 🔞 feeling this 🔞 fluff alphabet💌 FICS: camboy!nat 🔞 the best tip [shaunat] 🔞 dysphoria 🔞 jealous 🔞 top surgery 🔞 bad day 🔞 green eyed monster 🔞 overstim 🔞 summer love (shaunat) 🔞

↪ shauna shipman BLURBS/HCS: morning wood 🔞 praise 🔞 ghostface!r 🔞 doomcoming hcs + blurb 🔞 vday 💌 all eyes on you 🔞 stalker!shauna 🔞 big sister hcs FICS: jackieshauna 🔞 the best tip [shaunat] 🔞 sweet venom 🔞 backshots 🔞 summer love (shaunat)

↪ jackie taylor BLURBS/HCS: making her squirm 🔞 somno 🔞 vday 🔞 cherry bomb 🔞 lo siento 💌 prof!jackie FICS: curious 🔞 jackieshauna 🔞 library 🔞 do it like that 🔞

↪ van palmer BLURBS/HCS: rainy night 💌 FICS: nothing yet...

↪ taissa turner BLURBS/HCS: transfem tai 🔞 FICS: nothing yet...

MISC

↪ charlotte alden BLURBS/HCS: boot riding 🔞 FICS: nothing yet...

↪ riley hart BLURBS/HCS: riley & her tmasc!bf FICS: if you come at four in the afternoon, i'll begin to be happy by three. 💌

↪ lucy maclean BLURBS/HCS: domestic!lucy hcs 💌 more hcs 💌 lucy w transmasc!r blurb 🔞 FICS: fill me up with you 🔞 knight in shining armor 🔞

#.myworks

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devilbunzz · 1 year

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Can you please draw Transfem Shining Armor that one drawing you made has been haunting me

👍

#mlp #my little pony #andi mlpverse #twilight sparkle #shining armor #art #my art #devilbunzz art #having a normal one

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willowthighpillow · 2 months

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If any of y'all contributed in @118sexen's hate, fuck you. There is no possible excuse for someone's possible death. I hope that she's alive, so fucking badly, and I feel like a horrible person for not having been there in time to help her. But if she's not, there is no explanation that will justify for Melody's death.

I didn't know her for long, and I hope I can know her for longer, but I know she was amazing, funny, nice, caring, kind, and so much more. And yet y'all insulted her, misgendered her, and dog piled on her because she supported transmascs and enbies on a post about transfems???? That's bullshit. She deserved better. She deserves better. So much fucking better.

Y'all complain about Twitter's media literacy, and about how the people there are horrible, and yet apparently hundreds of people think it's still okay to give a CHILD multiple panic attacks and make her feel like it's her fault for everything.

And yet none of the people who contributed in this one-sided hatred, in this mob directed towards a MINOR (how many times do I have to emphasise this), will take a step forwards and apologise. Because why would you? It's a child who you never knew, so why should you care if you caused her death?

And if she is alive (which god I fucking hope she is, so fucking bad), I know people are going to keep getting mad at her for "pretending" or for "not going through with it". That is not what a good person does. That's what a horrible person with a death wish towards someone innocent does, and there's no fucking excuse. Fuck you.

Any excuses will be blocked on sight, you're not a Knight in shining armor, you're an angry mob who caused the death of a good person.

I pray that Melody is alive and that she's safe, but if she's not, may she rest in peace. I love you Melody. You're amazing. I'm sorry I wasn't able to do more for you.

#important #i love you melody #i'm sorry #i'm so so sorry i wasn't there in time #i hope you're safe #or else i don't know what i'll do #i hope i can talk to you more #and if i can't #i'm sorry we didn't talk enough #you're amazing #you always were #you always will be #i love you.#i'm sorry if this is a mess of a post #i wish i could've done better for you

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clowngirlpony · 1 year

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I think Shining Armor is transfem

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p7agu3 · 6 months

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transfem neviro fic

some ppl on discord liked this, so i'm posting it here now. it's a draft with some unfinished bits lopped off. enjoy!

btw, maxwell is player but more insane: a cannon fist wind warlock assassin

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The Sun shines brightly over the blue waters of the Bronze Sea. Aboard an unassuming ketch, a group of distinctive idiots sit: a curse thief, dressed in dark thick clothing entirely inappropriate to the moderate climate, a fiery mage, the only woman in the group, a… regular man, dressed in a suit of chain-mail armor, and the somehow captain, wearing the frankly quite lame uniform of an Assassin acolyte. Beside them stand an old alchemist and a Navy deserter, watching their conversation with a sort of silent, exasperated intrigue.

“I’m telling you, this will be great!” Maxwell insists, grinning brightly with a touch of madness. He thinks ‘funny’ and ‘great’ are synonyms. “Team bonding! We’ll all get to know each other so much better!!”

Neviro raises a skeptical eyebrow. “How will exchanging our clothes make us ‘know each other’ better? I don’t see how that makes any sense-” Maxwell slaps a hand over the prince’s mouth with the force of a man who casually wields cannonballs. It knocks Neviro clean over, but I assure you that he is completely fine.

“Team bonding!!!!!” The madness has totally taken over the warlock’s grin. Everyone in the vicinity shivers slightly, and acquiesces to his atypical but acceptable demands.

Skipping over to Enizor, he gently borrows the alchemist’s overlarge hat. “Everyone will be participating!” The no-name acolytes he picked up in Whitesummit perk up excitedly. “..oh, I’m so sorry, guys. Not you, it might get kinda boring if there’s like ten of the same outfit…” They droop down again, saddened. “Look, I promise I’ll steal a seafood buffet from my lawful good shadow self later, okay? They’ll never see it coming and we’ll become even better criminals for it!” Cheers and brief applause can be heard before the crew goes back to manning the ketch. They kind of have to do everything. Maxwell doesn’t know jack about sailing and Edward is always being dragged into his shenanigans. At least it’s not a totally thankless job.

An empty notebook’s page is reduced to shreds of paper for the activity, and the names are dropped into Enizor’s hat, which is shaken around. “Who wants to pick first?” Maxwell asks, excitedly.

For a long moment, no one volunteers. Finally, Edward, loyal to a fault, decides to take the blow. “I’ll bite, Captain.” He sinks his hand into the hat, rummaging around through the scraps. One of them gets pinched between his weathered fingers.

“‘Maxwell..’” Edward reads.

“Huh? What’s wrong?” The said warlock looks at him, confused.

“That’s the name I picked up. Seems we’re going to-” His calm words are cut off by Maxwell suddenly squealing excitedly and dragging him below deck. Edward’s expression is one of resigned horror as he disappears into the darkness.

“Should we run before it’s too late?” Iris asks, feeling somewhat unsettled at the thought of Enizor potentially wearing her clothes.

Morden shakes his head sadly. “He’d catch us. You can’t stop Max when he gets like this, it’s like trying to stop a ship mid-ram. Sometimes you can dodge it, but if it’s determined enough you won’t be free until one or both of you is at the bottom of the ocean.”

“Shall we determine the next pair?” Enizor asks with his crusty old man voice.

With a deep sigh, Morden steps forward and picks a name out of the hat. “‘Enizor’... Oh, for fuck’s sake…”

“Language!” The boomer chides him. “But I don’t believe this will be too terrible. I did have a, oh, what is it called? A ‘goth phase’? The style is not unfamiliar to me, I’m certain we’ll be fine.”

Morden groans horribly again. He looks at Iris and Neviro. “I guess you two will be swapping clothes too, huh? Let’s just. Do this.”

The other two reluctantly nod and begin to descend.

Below deck, Edward and Maxwell are staring at each other’s top surgery scars.

“OMG, you’re trans of gender!!!” Max shouts excitedly. He’s absolutely thrilled.

“When the hell did you get top surgery??!?” Edward asks, confused and baffled. Based on what he knows about Maxwell’s life, there’s literally no fucking way.

“I don’t know!” He’s so happy that Edward doesn’t dare to bring down the mood. The quartermaster tries to shrug casually and accepts the acolyte uniform from his half-dressed captain, (they’re both wearing a towel around the waist and that’s it) handing him the battered Navy uniform that they reclaimed from Silverhold so long ago.

Maxwell skips off into a side room to change, leaving Edward to make heads or tails of the red scarf. The rest of the uniform is simple enough, just a sleeveless buttoned shirt and black pants. Unfortunately, it seems to be a little too small. His chest seems to be straining against the buttons of the shirt, but the stitching holds strong, even as Edward takes a deep breath in. Perhaps he should give the Assassins a little more credit for their clothing quality..

It feels odd to just have his arms out like this. He’s not particularly built, and he’s admittedly gotten a bit soft around the edges since his desertion. Somewhat nervously, he adjusts the scarf so it sits less awkwardly around his neck.

He looks in the mirror. Oh, this is quite alright, actually. It’s not a bad outfit. A bit plain, definitely, and it certainly is a bit tight, but he can live with this for a day or so. That.. that is how long Maxwell is going to make this go on, right?

Stepping back out onto the deck of the ship, Edward blinks in the sudden brightness of the day. To his astonishment, Maxwell wolf-whistles at him, pointing and laughing excitedly at Edward’s arms. It’d be kind of flattering if this wasn’t the same teenager who keeled over and fainted when Morden took his shirt off last week. The Death Curse user barely has any decent chest hair, Maxwell’s standards are far too low.

The Navy uniform looks pretty natural on the warlock. Perhaps it’s because Edward got used to seeing him in Navy blue before he joined the Syndicate. For some reason Maxwell had made a habit of constantly wearing the color. He twirls a gun, clearly not knowing how to use it, and shoots a hole in one of the sails before fumbling with reloading it. Edward sighs and takes both holsters from him, clipping them onto the Assassin uniform. Best not to trust him with weapons, that rarely ends well.

Behind him, Enizor emerges, wearing Morden’s outfit. “This is a bit thick for the weather, isn’t it?” He remarks. The dark clothing and bandanna really accentuate his baldness.

“Oh, says the guy who wears THREE layers of robes?” Morden argues, almost tripping over the hem of Enizor’s robes as he stumbles out onto the deck. “How can you even see out of this thing?” He gestures angrily towards the hat’s brim.

“It takes decades of experience, boy.” Enizor chides. “Perhaps if you trained in the arts of alchemy you would understand. Also, you need to eat more, it’s clearly stunting your growth.”

Morden looks extremely irritated and bares his teeth at Enizor. He looks like he’s about to growl at him, honestly. Edward wonders if biting is on the table.

“Aw, I think the hat looks cute on you!” Maxwell tries to placate Morden. “The rest of the outfit is kinda a lost cause, though.” Edward nods in agreement, and Enizor looks crestfallen.

“None of you are old enough to appreciate the intricacies of classical alchemist dress.” Enizor crosses his arms, looking snooty. “You’ll come around in a few decades.”

Collapsing into a mopey, overheated pile of robes, Morden leans back against the ship’s railing. “What’s taking the last two so long?”

“Beats me. Should I go check on them?” Maxwell seems unenthusiastic about the idea.

Before he can say another word, though, Iris appears, donning Neviro’s chainmail and the set of iron armor they bought for him recently. “This is really heavy..” she puffs, leaning on the railing beside Morden to catch her breath.

“Wow! You look great!” Maxwell skips over to her and helps her get her hair out of the back of the armor. “Like, you actually pull off the look! Unlike Neviro. Um, don’t tell him I said that. Where is he, anyway?”

Back in the temporary changing room, Neviro is just. Staring.

Staring at his reflection.

He’s wearing Iris’ jacket, skirt, and pants. It’s a pretty normal outfit, as far as outfits go. While he’s not in the habit of wearing skirts, he thought it would be something he could just laugh off later, since everyone else was very nonchalant about the whole clothes swapping thing.

But this is.. Weird. He feels weird. He can’t stop looking at himself.

Why does this look so.. right?

He knows he looks good. But this is something deeper. This.. this is making something resonate deep inside of himself, and he’s not sure what to make of it.

Someone knocks on the door and he pulls himself away from the mirror. He needs to stop being weird about this. It’s just a skirt. Just a piece of fabric. He can be normal about it.

“Hey, are you okay in there?” Edward asks through the door, his voice muffled but slightly worried. “Is this making you uncomfortable? We can call it off, it’s fine, I can handle Maxwell."

Neviro steals another glance at the mirror.

He doesn't feel uncomfortable. He feels like something he's been missing for his whole life has just been handed to him.

"I'm fine.." he says, trying to push down the emotions swirling in his stomach. He opens the door and smiles at Edward. His heart is pounding in his chest.

"Well." Edward says, sounding a bit concerned still. "You look very pretty. If you're alright with me calling you that." He looks away and scratches his neck. "The red really brings out your eyes."

Oh. Neviro feels his face turning red as well, and he covers it with his hands, trying to compose himself before going back above deck. Edward laughs softly. "C'mon, princess. The others are waiting for you."

It's just affectionate teasing. He knows this. But it doesn't stop his heart from pounding, or his body from suddenly feeling lighter. Once again, that feeling of strange happiness makes itself known, and he wonders what's wrong with him, that just a single word could elicit such a reaction.

When the sunlight shines down upon him once more, he expects them to tease him, maybe comment on how silly it looks for him to be wearing a little skirt. Instead, they all have similar reactions to Edward.

"Oh damn, you should really get out of that chainmail more! You're so cute!" Maxwell is bouncing around exuberantly, seemingly ecstatic that his activity was a success. He twirls Edward's cutlass around like a baton, prompting the quartermaster to chase him down and confiscate it.

"The red suits you." Enizor comments, pulling the bandanna down to speak in a move that might have been badass if his head wasn't bald and shiny with sweat.

"It really does," Iris agrees, to Neviro's surprise. "Maybe we should get you a jacket like that in the next town?"

"Oh, there's no need," he insists, feeling very flustered. Even if he might want one, he has enough clothes already. Plain, boring, mostly tasteless clothes, but enough to wear.

The skirt rustles around his legs in the sea breeze. He doesn't think about what it might be like to wear one regularly.

"Well," Morden says, getting up from his sitting position. "Does this mean we're finally done 'bonding'?" He looks somewhat relieved at the prospect.

Neviro feels a pang of disappointment. No. Stop that. These are Iris' clothes, he knew he'd have to return them eventually.

Thankfully, Maxwell has other ideas. "No, of course not! Now that I am dressed appropriately, we must make haste for Silverhold! I will visit my father!"

"Oh no," Edward mutters, slapping his hand to his forehead. "Not this again.."

"Max, we've been over this!" Morden protests. "The Commodore is not your father! You're an orphan, that's how the Order got you in the first place!"

"Family is who you choose!" Maxwell argues back. "And mine includes them and not you!" His voice softens into something more playful. "Mostly 'cause it'd make kissing you weird if you were part of it."

"Gah!" Morden throws his hands up exasperatedly and heads below deck, cheeks burning almost as red as Neviro's. There seems to be a whole lot of blushing today. As he descends, he calls back at Maxwell. "You won't be seeing a speck of Death magic during your raid, I assure you of that!"

"Good!" retorts Maxwell. "It's too early for you to meet my parents anyway!"

Silence hangs over the ship for a moment.

"Wow." says Iris. "That was certainly something." Her borrowed armor clanks as she scratches her neck. "So.. off to Silverhold, now?"

"Yeah, let's go." Maxwell huffs, signaling the crew to open sail towards the naval base.

Neviro stands by the ship's railing, feeling the wind rustle his– not his, Iris', why does he have to remind himself of that?-- skirt. He feels a bit lightheaded from all the compliments. The occasional spray of seawater doesn't do much to distract him from his boiling thoughts.

"You really do look nice." Iris tells him, clanking over to stand by his side. "It seriously looks a lot better than most of your 'outfits', if they can even be called that." She laughs lightheartedly. "Maybe you should let me do your clothes shopping?"

His heart flutters at the offer, and he has to bite back the 'yes' on his lips. It's just a joke. Just a joke. Stop being weird, Neviro. "Haha," Gods, that sounded so forced. "I'm alright. Thanks."

She seems slightly concerned about his stiffness, but seemingly brushes it off as him being a bit embarrassed. He's not sure how to describe how he feels about the offer anyway.

On the other side of the ship, Maxwell has pulled Edward aside, using his magic to make a very obnoxious whooshing noise that obscures their conversation. The warlock grips his quartermaster severely. "Edwar," he insists, so intensely focused that he forgets the last consonant. "My egg detector is off the chart."

Edward nods solemnly. "Yes, I do believe I am feeling a slight sense of 'egg' as well, Captain. What shall we do about it?"

Maxwell thumps his fist into his hand aggressively. "I'm going to talk to them about it."

"...respectfully, Captain, I think you should let Iris handle this one."

"Damn." Maxwell considers this. "You're probably right," He concedes, after a minute of thought. "I am Not Good at the whole delicate emotions thing."

"Neviro," Iris asks, after a minute of silence (and loud wind noises, wtf Maxwell?). "What are you thinking about? You seem stiff. More stiff than usual, I mean."

The lost prince jolts in surprise at the question. She's right, he has been feeling rather tense, lost in conflicting thoughts brought on by the stupid outfit he's wearing. He groans and rubs his forehead. He's a terrible liar, but he doesn't want to worry her over something so trivial. Even if it's kind of weird.

"Thinking about this, I guess." He gestures at the skirt and jacket. "The whole 'wearing a skirt' thing."

She frowns worriedly. "Is it bothering you? This whole thing was meant to be harmless fun, you can take it off now if you-"

"No!" The denial spills from his lips before he can stop it. He covers his mouth for a second, mortified. "I- I mean, it's really not bothering me. I promise." His face is turning red again, he can feel it.

"Oh, so you like it?" She sounds slightly amused, but not mocking. Not cruel. Just curious. He's not sure how to feel about that.

"Y-yeah. I guess." He can barely look at her. It feels shameful to admit. He's a prince, he's not supposed to like flouncing about in dresses and skirts and things.

Iris looks off into the distance, where Silverhold is slowly approaching. "Can I ask you a question? It might be kind of.. invasive, I guess. So you don't have to answer it."

"..." He's not sure what she's about to ask. But he doesn't feel too worried. She's one of the closest friends he's had in his life. "Go ahead?"

"Are you… not a boy, Neviro?" The question throws him for a loop. His first instinct is to respond with a resounding 'no', since of course he's male, he's the prince of Winterveil for gods' sake, everyone knows that. But.. he thinks. And suddenly he's not so sure.

"I.. I…" For once he's lost for words. His fingers clench in the fabric of his skirt. Has he ever really felt like a man? He feels suddenly confused and a bit scared. Is.. is he crying? He can't– shouldn't be crying right now.

"Hey, it's okay, calm down.." Iris' hands rub his back, warm even through the chainmail. "I get it, this gender stuff is confusing. But you're not alone, you've got me and Morden and Edward and Maxwell. We get it. We'll always have your back."

He sniffles. "Thanks.." A part of himself that he'd taken for granted has just been.. ripped away. No, not that, it was just.. always wrong. Chafing on the edge of his consciousness. Now it's hanging loose, and he…

She's not a 'he'. It feels oddly freeing to think that, to place something new in that empty void. A bubble of happiness rises up through her body. This.. this feels better. Feels right. She's a girl. Maybe she's always been one.

Iris lets her go and takes a step back. "Are you feeling better?"

She nods. "Yeah. A lot better."

The anomaly smiles. "Glad to hear it. So, what are your preferred pronouns?"

"...she/her." It feels a little odd to say it, but also extremely freeing. Iris smiles.

"I'm guessing this is the first time you really realized this, huh?" She nods again. "Alright, yeah. So what should we call you? I'm guessing you probably don't wanna still be called 'Neviro'?"

Maybe. But that's really the only name she's ever known, and she doesn't have any new names ready. She shrugs, feeling a little too emotionally drained to talk.

"Ah, right, you probably haven't thought about it. Hm," Iris scratches her chin in thought. "Can we call you 'Nevi'? I get you might wanna pick a different name later, but it's a little less–"

She tackles Iris into a hug, making a racket when the metal armor crashes into the railing. "Yes," she whispers. "Yes, yes, thank you so much, Iris.."

"No problem." Iris ruffles her hair with a knowing grin. "Just girls helping girls, right?"

"Stop the boat!" yells Maxwell, already making for the edge of the ship. The sound of cannons firing can be heard from Silverhold, but Edward has calculated the distance properly– the ship is just out of range. Before long the girls can hear his deranged yelling, and the terrified screams of Navy marines.

Edward follows Maxwell off the ship, perhaps hoping to spare the lives of some relatively innocent marines. And drag him away from the Commodore before Maxwell's bizarrely trusting side can make a reappearance and get him recruited into the Navy.

#arcane odyssey #fanfic #fanfiction #neviro #crackfic kinda #every ao character is trans this is real vetex told me

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possumpop · 1 year

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@tunkus and i decided to come up with our own shuffle units, since we have no idea what the next one will be now that every idol has been in one (if theyre even gonna do more but GOD i hope they do)

shuffle unit leaders are the character at the far left!! shuffle unit names are a mix of actual potential names or just concept descriptors

explanations on these under the cut

Girls Night okay this one's just. self indulgent gender headcanons. since we headcanon all of these characters as transfem. definitely not ALL of the characters that we headcanon as transfem, but the funniest assortment of them that we also thought would sound good.

Spy Movie this one was mostly a "hiMERU and hiyori would be fun in a unit" concept build, but we're sooo fond of it. their voices work surprisingly well together, and the concept we have for it is that they're all cast in some kind of spy movie, and the song would be jazz-like. also their all like the exact same height which i think is great

Cryptids kanata needs to be the leader of a weird cryptid-style unit. all these characters are little freaks in their own ways and they ALSO have really unique voices. youd think thisd make it sound bad but in testing it out, kanata shines just enough to stand out as the unit leader, and they all harmonize and flow together really well. they al have a very similar quality to their voices

Top5 okay this ones funny. bogie time event revealed that mitsuru is becoming a really popular idol on his own, separate from Ra*bits, because of all the variety shows and talkshows he goes on. so we came up with the idea of ES doing some kind of poll for peoples favorite idols, and the top 5 would perform a concert together as a shuffle unit. and imagining the interactions between these 5 characters brings me so much joy bc like. eichi rei and keito have sooo much yumenosaki history together. and rinne is full of drama and loves to cause problems. and then mitsuru is just a lil guy. and he ends up the leader bc he has the least drama with any of them and they all are okay with him

GAME ON how have we not had a gamer unit. come on. sora would make such a fun shuffle unit leader!! yuta and tetora* arent really gamers as far as i know but they both are people sora would get along with well and might invite. and also they just all have such fun energy. gamer unit. *edit: forgot that tetora canonically plays a gatcha genshin-style mobile game, he IS a gamer

Touch of Spring this is the one that has 2 characters from the same unit, but their voices sound soooo good together. this mostly started as wanting kohaku to lead a unit with aira in it and bloomed (hah) from there. they all have such soft voices, and we imagined them as a shuffle unit for the cherry blossom festivals!!

Happy Birthday kind of a mixed bag from some leftover characters, BUT they do sound really good together and have a lot of lil-guy energy. tsumugi is so tall compared to the rest of them its really funny. shinobu deserves to lead a shuffle unit though and "birthday party" was like. the only conclusive energy we could pull from this combination. bright and shinny holiday energy but also in a soft and personal way

Chivalry we imagined this as like. hajime and a bunch of chivalrous knightly characters. and it starting maybe from hajime wanting to be more knightly and chivalrous, because he admires tomoya for always being his "knight in shining armor". we could see it either going in that direction or just "princess hajime" kind of vibes, maybe for some kind of play or movie? they look and sound sooo good together, their voices are all very soft and sweet

Collateral Damage AAAAAAA we love this one. we were getting to the last of the characters when we made this one but its so good. the egos in this unit and worldviews are so intense and powerful. and they have some wild powerful voices, but also some soft voices to balance things out. whatever theyd sing itd probably be intense. i want to see tatsumi and nagisa talk about god.

Star Crossed coming up with a 4-person unit is hard but this one is very fun. we werent able to preview what theyd sound like, but we had the idea that this is some kind of like, poetry, theatrical kind of event unit? maybe old japanese poetry, maybe something shakespearian

#enstars #ensemble stars

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conways · 7 months

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i think you guys are really weird abt transfem hcs btw. both in that you headcanon predatory/feminine/whathaveyou characters who are guys in canon as transfem for actively no reason other than villifying/stereotyping trans women but ALSO that you challenge and try to find reasons to not allow characters to Be headcanonned as transfem, completely making up reasons for it to be problematic, in order to allow as little transfem representation in fandom as possible.

seriously, if someone thinks shining armor or applejack or fluttershy are trans women leave them alone. maybe dont headcanon fluttershy's brother with a 'feminine' mannerisms who flirts with and harasses lesbians as a trans woman though. like use your brains.

#not about mutuals obvs #this is like. general 'you'.

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