Transmascs: do you tend to relate / sympathize more with characters presented as evil / evil-coded characters?*
Yes
No
Unsure / maybe
Other answer
See results / not transmasc
* as compared to traditionally heroic characters in media
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Transmascs: do you tend to relate / sympathize more with characters presented as evil / evil-coded characters?*
Yes
No
Unsure / maybe
Other answer
See results / not transmasc
* as compared to traditionally heroic characters in media
When it comes to characters that might feel like they were made for me, I still feel pure joy even as that had become more common in recent years. Going into my adulthood with the feeling that I at most would get a tiny (and almost certainly completely accidental) overlap with something intended very much for someone else will do that.
So any character that can really make me feel like they're for me will be something I'll love with 100% earnestness. I've decided I'm attached to that character and that's that for me. I'll be happy with that character existing and being able to give me the feelings they do, short of the creators themselves shooting down my view of a character. Maybe even then, in a "I still got to feel something nice for me and I can appreciate that, even if knowing I was wrong weakens the impact a bit" way.
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Send me 5 characters and I’ll rank them in the order in which I relate to them.
my fucking fave character in gravity falls varies so much, like
At the start, it was solidly Dip, because I related to him on a personal level, then Bill because he was a crazy fucking shape. Then Bill got scary and DIp was my fave again. But now. Ford. I’ve come to realize that I AM A YOUNG, FEMALE VERSION OF STANFORD FILBRIK PINES IF HE HAD GROWN UP IN THE NINETIES. LIKE, WE HAVE THE SAME FUCKING QUIRKS, WE’RE BOTH PRICKS, AND ALL OF OUR PROBLEMATIC BEHAVIOR STEMS FROM A FUCKED UP FAMILY, STRESS, AND DEEPLY ROOTED DEPRESSION AND ANXIETY. WE’RE BOTH INTELLIGENT (although i will never be as smart as him, really, I just really really love math), AND WE’RE BOTH GIGANTIC, SOCIALLY INEPT NERDS. I FUCKING LOVE STANFORD PINES, AND I WISH HE WAS REAL SO I COULD HUG HIM AND BE HIS FRIEND AND TELL HIM IT’S OKAY.
WE’VE BOTH HAD FALLING OUTS WITH OUR BELOVED SIBLINGS? BOTH HAD OVERBEARING FATHERS? BOTH HAD OUR DREAMS AND REALITIES CRUSHED? LITERALLY THE ONLY THINGS I DON’T SHARE IN COMMON WITH THIS OLD MAN ARE AGE, GENDER, IQ, AND WORK ETHIC.