
Avowed asexual and wholesomeness merchant.Trans NB Social Justice Bard. They/them
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Working On A Fic About G'raha And Alisaie Falling In Lust With Each Other After G'raha's Return From
Working on a fic about G'raha and Alisaie falling in lust with each other after G'raha's return from the First, and am amused by where a chain of logic took me. First, my headcanon is that G'raha is trans, as is Alisaie, because if NO ONE is explicitly gay or trans, then anyone can be. No I will not take questions on this point. Second. Transition would have been pretty easy at the Studium. None of the professors give a fuck about your gender as long as your assignments are on time and your research is sourced correctly. So G'raha transitions quickly and seamlessly after arriving in Sharlyan because less time lost to dysphoria = more time for books.
Third. For most trans mascs, T horniness is A Fucking Thing[1]. Unlike Alisaie, who who sucked lots of dick[2] because she liked it, G'raha would have seen this horniness as an imposition. He transitioned so he'd have more time to read, after all.
Fourth. because he's far from the only nerd whose sexuality is "books" at the Studium, G'raha would have ended up with a circle of acquaintances who were willing to discreetly give each other "relief" in the library so they didn't have to interrupt their research.
CONCLUSION. Because G'raha is both a massive overachiever AND a people-pleaser AND a messy bottom, he got really good at letting people fuck his throat.
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[1] I mean, I'm 95% asexual and the T horniness is hitting HARD, which is why I've spent all my time for the past week thinking about G'raha and Alisaie sucking my WoL's dick.
[2] See previous fic: "Shut up and let me suck your dick, already"
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DAMMITTTTTTTT
One of my two trans BFFs, Phoenix (a fellow trans masc) has said for years that he doesn't understand how anyone could misgender me as female. I love feeling seen, but always found this a bit baffling as 95% of people clock me as AFAB within seconds of seeing me, despite being YEARS into my transition. Last night I finally heard the whole story. Apparently a few years ago, Phoenix forgot I was coming over and did mushrooms. And then we watched Bros, and Phoenix was so struck by my similarities to the main character that he was just like 'wow, Ash is an angry gay man'. And that perception of me stuck so hard that it left no room for literally any other interpretation of me in his brain. So yeah. My friend did shrooms about my gender so hard that he can't remember that there are people who don't perceive me? Which is pretty fucking hilarious.
That really is how being in your 30s is like 😭

Snippet from my queer polyamorous romance novel, Community Witch - an unapologetically trope-y, cozy, and relationship-driven romance story about the healing from trauma, found family, and joyful queer relationships. (Looking to publish next year.) --- As they drifted back to Nat’s car, the anxiety beast clawed its way back with a vengeance, keeping Aspen from working up the nerve to take Nat’s hand. What if they had misread Nat’s interest? What if all she wanted was to be friends? Surely it couldn’t be this easy the second time around? It was only when they pulled up in front of their house that Aspen managed to wrestle their anxiety down enough to blurt out the question that had been burning in their mind the entire night.
“Was this a date?”
Nat smiled, as calmly unflappable as ever, and cocked her head. “Did you want it to be?” she asked softly.
Aspen felt their face grow suddenly, painfully warm and nodded, unwilling to trust their voice. Nat’s smile grew, and Aspen’s breath hitched as she slowly took their hand and stroked their palm with her thumb. “Then yes, it was a date.” She leaned forward slowly, looked down at their lips, then back up into their eyes. “Can I kiss you goodnight?”