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The Harbour Becomes the Sea
âI canât,â John breathes again, pained because he does so want to taste Sherlock. To be this close and come away with nothing will be a tragedy.
There are many adjectives that could be used to describe this fic: tender, sexy, hot, sweet, salacious etc. But the adjective that I keep wanting to use is âheavyâ. The fic begins and there is just a weight on the entire encounter. Itâs a precursor, almost, to the weight of what John and Sherlock are about to do, to cross the line from flatmates to so much more in the form of humanityâs favorite pastime. The fic is more of an artistic piece, trying to accurately describe the emotions and thought processes of the exchange, more so of Johnâs workings and his appreciation of Sherlock deepening. Itâs very sweet and delicate and just all around artistically accomplished. MATURE READERS ONLY.
Words: 3,880
My Rating: A-/B+
Read it here, fic by scullyseviltwin
Review by: Taylor
Nygmobblepot Week Day 7 - You Choose
This week has been so fun I love my sons :,,,,,,) here they are in all their splendid glory,, all we need now is for them to be cA N O N @ gotham writers Iâm looking at u
i shouldnât have to say this but itâs really really nasty and cruel to joke about other trans guys âgetting uglierâ when they go on t
if you donât feel the need to medically transition, awesome, but that doesnât make you better than those of us who do, and itâs fucking evil to even joke about us âgetting uglierâ when weâve worked through a corrupt medical system to pay obscene amounts of money to access a life-saving treatment that is putting our bodies through stress and readjustment. like yeah, no shit i look kinda nasty
i feel like this also has something to do with peopleâs idealized âbeautifully androgynous skinny trans boiâ image and that being âruinedâ when we start looking more masculine yknow?
oh mood
I also think it rises from the fact that peopleâŚâŚâŚâŚliterally TRY to avoid the sides to transitioning that arenât âprettyâ?? WhichâŚis extremely shitty to do. LikeâŚ.popular reblogs about top surgery are always skinny dudes with super well-healed scars and perfect dainty nipples, stuff reblogged with resources about T doesnât talk about cystic acne or the chances of your skin roughening/changing in texture, etc etc Itâs ridiculous because avoiding the parts of transition that arenât seen as ~beautiful~ or glamorous DEPRIVES trans people of resourcesâwe NEED to know every side of transitioning. Not just the skinny, polished side to things. Trans people need to be fully informed about this kind of stuff, and not being informed leads to lashing out at others (seriously, people are so gross to men starting TâŚ.esp about acne, which likeâŚâŚâŚâŚgodâŚitâs a super common effect of T?) and/or being extremely self-conscious and scared to share progress when actually transitioning. It shouldnât be too hard to see how those two fuel each other in a vicious cycle, also. So god yes, 10000% on all of this and an extra push to have people acknowledge the parts of transition that they might personally not find aesthetically pleasing (WITHOUT being fUCKING RUDE ABOUT IT)
i used to love the idea of the trans positivity stuff that was all pastels and flower crowns and âsupport feminine trans guys!!â and âsweet precious space prince plant bby boy uwuâ when i was like⌠15/16 and first started to accept that i was transgender. it felt validating like even though i couldnt be masculine that was ok, even though i had to wear skirts every day that was ok, i was still a guy. i feel like the emphasis on feminine trans guys helped me when i was closeted and hadnt begun to socially transition bc it helped me fight off some of my social dysphoria about everyone seeing me as a girl. i could tell myself âeven with the pastel room im forced in, even with the skirts im forced in, even with the makeup im forced to wear, i am still a guyâ
but i do have two kind of major problems with it. 1. it made me convince myself that i was a âfeminine guyâ by CHOICE. im not. i am not feminine i never have been and i dont WANT to be. gender non conforming men are amazing but i am not one of them. and all of the âuwu softe boiâ posts were around me so much when i was FORCED to be feminine that i convinced myself it was a choice i was making. 2. im not 15 anymore. im not a child. im not a boy. im an adult. im a man. and i am.. tired as fuck of being infantilized and treated like im still a little kid just bc im short or âsoftâ or âfeminineâ (which, surprise, only makes me extremely dysphoric because i dont WANT to be these things)
i can understand where the support for gnc/feminine trans men comes from and i can see the benefits of it bc it helped me when i was young. but god when will it stop being the ONLY trans man positivity we see? i dont want to be a feminine flower child anymore i wanna be muscular and masculine and pass
i never, ever thought another man could love me. not like this. i was convinced for years that being trans meant that i was unloveable and undesirable.
but you know that post that goes, âall i want is a partner who is way out of my league but thinks that iâm way out of their league and weâll live together in perfect confused harmony with a dogâ?
thatâs us.
trans dudes who like dudes, especially if youâre young and feeling real hopelessâdonât worry, itâll happen. you CAN find a man who loves youâgross, mushy, sappy loveâwhoâll nurse you through your surgeries, cook dinner with you four or five times a week, whose body meshes just right against yours⌠who, years on, still stuns you with your shared vulnerability and trust, with his laugh, with how you can see the freckles in his eyes when your faces are pressed together; with how your skittish pulse slows in his arms, or that when youâre both half-asleep, heâll press a kiss between your shoulderblades and pull you closer to himâŚ
tl;dr: being a gay trans man doesnât doom you to a life without love. hang in there.
âI know my little âdirty drawingsâ are never going to hang in the main salons of the Louvre, but it would be nice if â I would like to say âwhen,â but I better say 'ifâ â our world learns to accept all the different ways of loving. Then maybe I could have a place in one of the smaller side rooms.â - Tom of Finland
âI canât promise that I wouldnât do it again, if I had to. Youâd do the same for me; donât try to deny it.â
Inspired by chapter 6 of the utterly captivating That Partitioning of the Things of Youth by wearitcounts.