#confidence is key

[miwiheroes]

btw if conformitygate is real im getting a tattoo that says "i was wrong" on it

[eclaires-world]

Toot that thang up

[sockssketchingshack]

Dear baby trans mascs

You will have the lesbian phase. Everyone has the lesbian phase. That phase where people look at you and think 'oh they're just a lesbian' it tends to be what people think when a feminine appearing person dresses very masculinely.

Do not let this deter you. The lesbian phase is the phase before the teen phase. What's the teen phase? It's when you pass as a boy but not as a man. I've walked into a bank before with my mom and was genuinely asked if I was there to open a child's bank account. Reader, I am almost 20.

Same thing with doctors offices, I go to the adult side and they say the children area is over there meaning they think I'm 17 or younger.

Reader, again, I am almost 20.

But this post isn't about the teen phase it's about the lesbian phase, my honest advice? It's all about swagger. Or basically how you walk, or basically confidence, if you believe you're a guy and show you know you're a guy, people are going to see that and think you're a guy. You're a man and you know you're a man and when people see that they'll be less likely to question it.

I practice swagger by not leaving any other option. I am a man. Plain and simple there is no other option there is no doubt in my mind. I am a man and no one else can tell me otherwise. It's not that I'm refusing to see any other option it's just the simple fact there is none when it comes to me. I am a man. Not a masculine female. A man.

You cannot have doubts. Well you can in the beginning but when you realize for sure you identify as a man you need to get rid of any doubts you have about it, it can subconsciously affect how you present yourself. Which is why I'm saying you are a man. You're the manliest man and you're gonna kick ass when you get to that point of confidence. You don't have to have confidence in your voice or your looks, (though you should since your voice and looks are awesome) just have confidence that you are a man and that will be enough for others to treat you as such.

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[tiredofitallbutthegothamway]

Alright, y’all, still riding that “love all body types” and “confidence is everything” wave. This time we’ve got a super confident Y/N getting ready for a Wayne gala and Damian is… completely entranced.

Also—Damian is !aged up! in this fic. No hate pls, y’all. It’s all just fun and fluff. Let’s just love our babies, okay?

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Title: "The Dress is Perfect, But You’re Better"

(Aged-Up Damian Wayne x Confident!Curvy Reader fluff)

You stepped out of the changing room in the red dress, adjusting the fit as it hugged every curve, flaring out just enough to catch the light. It was perfect. It was sexy. It was… you.

And yet, the real test was in Damian’s eyes as they roamed over you from across the room, his jaw clenched ever so slightly. He was always stoic, but right now, you could see that smoldering intensity behind his dark eyes, and it made your heart race just a little faster.

“Do you like it?” you asked with a slight smirk, twirling once, watching the fabric flare out dramatically.

Damian didn’t answer right away. Instead, his gaze wandered over your silhouette again—your soft curves, the way the dress hugged your waist, and how it drew attention to your chest and hips without even trying. His lips parted briefly, but he seemed to catch himself before speaking.

“It is…” He paused, choosing his words carefully as though trying to keep his cool. “It is stunning. But you’re stunning without it.”

You raised an eyebrow, knowing exactly what he was doing. “Flattery, Wayne?”

“I’m not flattered, I’m fascinated,” Damian replied, his voice steady but his eyes giving him away. “There is no dress that could possibly outshine you.”

You couldn’t help but laugh. Damian Wayne and his high standards, even when it came to his words. You walked over to him, letting your hips sway just a little more than usual—mostly for fun, but also because you could tell he was losing focus. “You’re such a flirt,” you teased, running your fingers down the lapel of his jacket.

His gaze flicked to your fingers before meeting your eyes again, and this time, the slight blush on his cheeks didn’t go unnoticed. "I’m simply speaking the truth."

You shot him a playful look, moving to examine yourself in the mirror again. “This dress is nice, though, right? For the gala?”

Damian stepped closer, placing a hand on your waist, his touch warm but firm. “Nice? It’s breathtaking,” he said, voice low as his hand slowly traced your side, sending a shiver through you. “But I would prefer it if you didn’t wear it at all.”

You turned back to face him with a grin, knowing exactly how he worked. “Oh, you’re bold today. But if you want to risk an entire gala full of people staring at us—go ahead and make that suggestion.”

He smirked, clearly pleased with your reaction. “I’d enjoy watching you put everyone else in their place.”

You chuckled and stepped back to admire yourself once more in the mirror. “Maybe I’ll keep it on for a bit. Besides, it’s not every day I get to wear a dress that makes me feel this good.”

Damian leaned in, placing a kiss on your temple, his voice softer now. “You always look this good. But if you insist on wearing this dress, I won’t stop you. Just know I’ll be the one to remind everyone that you’re mine.”

Your heart fluttered at the possessiveness in his voice.

That was Damian Wayne.

Always protective, always intense—but now, with you, always proud.

“I think you’ll look good next to me, too,” you said, tilting your head to meet his gaze.

Damian gave a rare, soft smile. “I always do, darling.”

You winked at him, hands on your hips. “You’re lucky I love you.”

“I know,” he said, gaze lingering on your curves as you stood confidently in that dress. “But it’s you who’s lucky, Y/N.”

“Keep telling yourself that, Wayne.” You leaned up to kiss his cheek before grabbing your bag and heading to the checkout counter.

And Damian? He was still watching you, not even bothering to pretend that his eyes weren’t glued to every move you made.

[superficialcore]

Your not ugly. You just lack confidence.

If yall need any tips, lmk. ♡｡ﾟ•┈🎀┈• ｡ﾟ

[nursearia]

Just Here to Help... I Promise 😉💖

Sometimes the best medicine is a little bit of confidence. Ready for my rounds—who’s checking in today? 📋✨

[jasonsweetie]

forever under the delusion I could pull my celebrity crushes 🧘‍♀️