#transgendersteve

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omg THANK YOU for that post telling that t*ny stan whats up with bucky its honestly glorious

asdfghjkl I might have been a bit too rude but like... I don’t care anymore, really. They come into my house.... and disrespect my son like this...

[yikesforever]

Transgender Steve Rogers for @transgendersteve

[l1av]

I followed u bc i saw a drawing that u requested of trans steve and wow idk if u cant tell from my url i myself am a huge fan of trans steve i mean its fucking canon man

ahahahaha I SEE!!! Awesome URL <3 

As a (closeted) transman, Steve and the transgender identity is hella personal and extremely important to me. The whole concept of “not looking right” or “feeling like you’re not in control of your body” (Re: Captain America vs Steve Rogers) and then of course, the mental states that even canon Steve feel are very much parallel to my own feelings on my own identity. So yes. Trans Steve is kind of the most important thing to me in this fandom, and I hate that I don’t write more of the theme. I just hold this side I see of him so close to my heart that sometimes I find it almost way too difficult and too much like cracking open my own body and exposing my insides to people. But I want to keep writing him as trans, drawing him as trans too, especially since my art has grown and I think I could actually do him some justice. 

I’m rambling. Anyway, thank you for following me. <3 I feel we will have a lot in common :D

[battibatt]

Chocolate to Soothe The Soul

A Matt & Foggy Fic

Trans Matt and Foggy Nelson as college roommates. 

Matt has his shark week.

Foggy is a sap who likes to make his friend/roommate as comfy and happy as possible.

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A dull thudding pain radiates from his lower abdomen. Matt is fairly used to the onslaught of sensory information by now, however the waking world meets him like a fast-moving iron scented train.

A groan escapes his lips as he sits up from the squeaky dorm mattress. He immediately remembers the boy sleeping soundly across the room, and grits his teeth as he tries not to groan again.

Gotta be quick, Matt thinks as he gropes around in his nightstand for a pad and some advil. He tucks the pad into the elastic of his joggers, swallows a couple of advil dry, and slides his glasses over unseeing eyes.

By the time he’s scurried back from the dreaded community bathroom, Foggy has woken up. The other boy sits on his creaky dorm bed, hair in an awkward bird’s nest.

Matt clears his throat, “Good morning.”

“’Morning, sunshine.” Foggy grumbles. Despite his sleepy appearance, his voice has that familiar touch of well-meaning sarcasm. Matt can’t help that his lips pull into a slight smile.

Matt throws himself back into his bed and curls into the smallest ball possible. He had planned to spend his weekend in the library studying, but he can’t imagine leaving this bed in the foreseeable future.

Matt hears Foggy wake get out of bed and

“You ok, man?” The concern in Foggy’s voice makes Matt want to bury his face in his soft comforter and disappear. The pain has started to radiate out into the joints of his hips.

“Yeah. It’s just...” Matt’s voice trails off.

Foggy knows about Matt’s ‘trans thing’ (as Foggy calls it). Foggy has been really supportive about everything. However, disclosing to his roommate with what’s going on with his uterus is a level of intimacy that Matthew’s not sure he can handle right now.

Matt feels the dip in the mattress as Foggy sits down beside him. The springs creak, and Matt wonders if these shitty beds can hold two adult men.

A new pang of dull pain makes Matt groan and roll over. He presses the ball of his hand into the soft bit of flesh between his hips, above his groin.

With a sigh, he gives in to the probably-very-concerned look that Foggy is probably giving him right now.

“It’s just. I have some cramps. They’re pretty bad.” Matt focuses on Foggy’s heartbeat, worried that he’s crossed some line that Foggy will be uncomfortable. The deep thud of Foggy’s heart seems close to normal. The heat and weight of his body doesn’t indicate that Foggy is trying to put any distance between them.

“Oh.” Foggy mutters. Matt turns his head toward his friend.

“Oh.” Foggy says, louder, as he finally gets it. Matt waits for the telltale signals of disgust or discomfort from his friend. Instead of fleeing the scene, Foggy sighs.

“Do you need anything? Like, can I help. at all?” Foggy asks.

“No.” Matt answers simply.

Matt can sense the concern in Foggy. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine,” Matt continues. Foggy doesn’t believe him.

He’s not entirely sure that the rough sheets and creaking bed are a great alternative to the pain of the waking world, but he doesn’t feel up to doing anything else today besides sleep. He focuses on breathing, slow calculated breaths designed to relax his body.

Matt manages to slip into a deep sleep. At one point Matt can half-awake hear as Foggy gets dressed and leaves the room, but he doesn’t think much of it.

A few hours later, Matt finally stirs awake. The cramps have subsided for the most part, but Matt feels gross and smelly and in desperate need of a shower.

He gathers his towel and bag full of unscented soaps and heads to the showers. Luckily the dorm is pretty quiet on a Saturday afternoon, and nobody else is in the showers. The small cubicle feels cozy rather than suffocating. He lets the warm water run over his hair and body, warming him up and soothing the now dull ache in his tummy. He takes his time lathering shampoo. He takes time cleaning his body, running gentle hands over soft skin. He feels the increasingly-thick hair on his chest and smiles to himself. He takes his time drying off with one of his 'pretentiously soft' (another Foggy-ism) towels.

Matthew doesn't even bother putting on real pants. He pulls on soft joggers and zips his comfiest hoodie over his bare chest.

By the time he returns to his room, Foggy is back.

"Hey," Matt greets him.

"Put your shit away and sit down, I got some stuff for ya." Foggy's excited. Matt can hear it in his voice and in his pulse.

Matt can't help but smile. Something about Foggy's attitude is contagious and can get Matt out of the worst of moods. He stashes his shower supplies and sits down on his bed, facing his friend.

"I have taken it upon myself to make your shark week the least-shitty of shark weeks," Foggy starts, smugly.

"Foggy, you didn't-"

"Nope, you are not allowed to be humble nor reject my amazing gifts."

Matthew hears the rustling of a plastic shopping back as Foggy pulls items from it.

"I have for you, Matthew, one chocolate bar. It's the good dark stuff I know you hate the American milk-chocolate shit."

"I also have one of those giant bottles of ibuprofin. You probably don't need these super soft sleep socks but I saw them and thought of you. I also found this rice heating pad. Supposedly you microwave it and use it to calm your angry...can I use the 'u' word?"

Matt glances up toward Foggy's face, a gentle smile playing on his lips. "Yes I'm ok with the word 'uterus'."

"Cool. You heat this thing up and it apparently calms your raging uterus."

Matthew can't stifle his giggle at that comment.

"I also borrowed the first few seasons of Law and Order. I'm pretty sure that eating junk food and marathoning Law and Order counts as studying, so you have no excuse to be self-flagellating about taking one day off."

"Thanks, Foggy. Really, you didn't need to do this."

"I can't help that I'm just a super awesome friend and roommate."

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19, 57, 89

19. Would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes? My last girlfriend, yes definitely. We are friends now, but it was kind of a bad breakup and I would be nervous about it happening again so I’m not sure if I would ever do more than consider it. 

57. Do you think two people can last together forever? Yeah, definitely. 

89. What is something you wish you had more of? Well right now, I just tripped coming out of the store and the owner (who is super adorable) was like omg do you need help and I’m at home now and my nerves are still really through the roof so I want more of whatever keeps those kind of nerves away. lol if that makes sense. 

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[battibatt]

(for ur blog rates) i got called a boy today and it was highkey one of the best moments of mh life 😍😍

Congrats! That’s rad!

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[battibatt]

callout post for @transgendersteve:

ur hair...looks like my hair *side eyes ur selfie tag* 

[battibatt]

@transgendersteve replied to your post “i need more ftm matt murdock in my life please ”

this.....has never occured to me before and i thank u for this. (all i can think of is foggy being the Most Chill(tm) bffl ever about the trans shit. matt complaining about his period? "u want me to run to the store and get chocolate?" like foggy is the supportive bffl we all deserve)

omg like Matt would be super nervous at first about opening up to Foggy (’I shouldn’t complain he doesn’t want to hear it.’)

but after they room for awhile Matt gets super comfy with foggy and talks about his cramps, cravings, soreness from his binder, dysphoria, etc.

Foggy’s just goes ‘ok, buddy’ (while promising to himself that he’ll do whatever he can to make matt feel comfy) and gives Matt all the chocolate, ibuprofin, and massages he requires (with only friendly teasing)