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Thriverminweek: Day 3 - Pirates! I'm so excited to share this one! I already know where i want this one to go so i just have to write all the middle parts. Wish me luck!
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@thriverminweek | Thriverminweek: Day 1 - Historical - Scifi/Past-Future
My first entry into Thrivermin Week 2025! I have two(maybe three) others keep an eye out!
It’s been a year since I started HRT.
It was something that I had waffled back and forth on for year. ‘Did I want to permanently alter my body? I want a deeper voice but Do I want facial hair? Okay so I want facial hair but what about everything else?’
The cyclical way these thoughts worked their way into my brain was only broken when I came out to my mom in late march. It stopped that cyclical thought process in its track and, perhaps out of spite, did my first dose of testosterone.
It’s been a year since I started HRT to spite my unsupportive mother and I think I might be faking.
Faking being trans? Maybe. I’ve never experienced the kind of gender dysphoria that I thought was needed to be trans.
‘I’m not trans enough to want to transition. I don’t have dysphoria.’ Thoughts like that haunt me late at night while I lay in bed. What if I regret this in the future? What if this was a mistake? What if I’m not really trans—
I fall asleep, knowing not to give late night thoughts much weight. But still they wedge themselves into the wrinkles of my brain, worries and anxieties that haunt my dreams.
I’ve never felt the disconnect with my Assigned Gender at Birth that other trans folk do. For most of my life, for my entire childhood, I was at peace with my girlhood. Being a tomboy was fine with me short hair, short shorts and t-shirts were my go-to for the longest time. Preferring to make mud-pies in the backyard then to play dress with dolls. I was never uncomfortable in my own body.
So what if I’m faking it? What if I’ve just convinced myself that this is—
‘Oh!’ I catch my reflection in a mirror. ‘That’s me.’ A wave of euphoria washes over me as I look at my reflection. Scraggly beard and mustache, eyes crinkling as I smile. ‘This I see. This is who I’ve always wanted to be.’
I am trans and I am me! Maybe my journey isn’t typical but it was mine to take and I’m proud of how for I’ve come. If someone asks me who I am I can just say. “I am Beau.”
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Chapters: 2/?
Words: 8,646
Rating: M
Main Relationship: Weiss Schnee/Ruby Rose
Summary: The worst punishment Heaven can dole out is for the offending angel tofall. Fall out of the glory of God, away from his grace and the safety it provided. Falling is a punishment far worse than death for at least in death you can be with The Almighty Creator. Falling was the worst thing that could happen to an angel but honestly:
Who knew falling could be so freeing?
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/?
Words: 4,144
Rating: M
Main Relationship: Weiss Schnee/Ruby Rose
Summary: The worst punishment Heaven can dole out is for the offending angel tofall. Fall out of the glory of God, away from his grace and the safety it provided. Falling is a punishment far worse than death for at least in death you can be with The Almighty Creator. Falling was the worst thing that could happen to an angel but honestly:
Who knew falling could be so freeing?
After All, What Are Partners For?
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Summary: Sometimes when you're feeling overwhelmed you need someone to help bear the burden that you're struggling with. Sometimes all you need for that burden to be lifted is for someone to extend a helping hand and offer to listen.
Main Pairing: Ruby Rose & Weiss Schnee
Words: 1473
Chapters: 1/1
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Summary: Dying of old age had seemed like the best way to go. Having spent her life after taking the throne restoring her kingdom to its full glory, keeping it from falling into economic collapse and being pulled into an unnecessary and costly war. She has no real regrets. At least none that could have been fixed easily. She is content with the way she lived her life but it seems that the Gods have other plans for her.
Part of a Bi-Weekly challenge that is happening on a WhiteRose server I'm on. Enjoy this series that quickly spiraled out of control
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A commisson for @powertaco. Glad you liked it dude
