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Hey there! spnprideweek was a really fun event last year, thanks so much for organising it. I was wondering if we can post under the prideweek tag this time around as well? No worries if not!
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Happy Pride everyone!! Thank you so much for your continued interest in this event!
The spnprideweek mods are excited to announce that spnprideweek will be held this year as well, from June 19-25 (to give people a bit more time).
Stay tuned for a formal announcement, along with this year’s prompts, coming tomorrow!
Hey folks, a few people have been asking--due to the mods having busy schedules during the month of June, we will be moving transnaturalweek to July. I will update you what exact week that will be as soon as we decide on it, and also post the prompts as well! Thank you for your patience! ❤️
yall i am so SO excited for transnaturalweek 2022 (i plan to participate for the first time!!) and i was wondering are the prompts staying the same or will a new prompt list be released at a later date?
thanks! xoxo
Hello!!! 💕
We haven't really started planning it yet, but I CAN say some of the prompts will be the same (Will most likely be keeping the most popular day--T4T ❤️) And then we'll have a few new ones!
Not sure when the week will be, but I was thinking about starting planning on it soon! Keep your eyes open! We'll do it like last time and announce it at least a month in advance that way there's time to make your content at your own pace. :)
(Turn notifications on for this blog if you want to be updated on when we announce it!)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Team Free Will 2.0 (and co.) go to Pride!
For Day Seven of @transnaturalweek: ‘Free Space’!
Thank you so much to the mods for running such a lovely event, and to everyone who wrote, drew, edited or created something for providing me with the best reading material :D.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“They’re still there?”
Standing in front of a mirror, his dusty black t-shirt bunched under his armpits, Dean runs his gaze along the two thin, pink scars that stretch across his chest. They’ve faded a lot over the years, the skin healing and the colour dulling to a gentle rose, but they are certainly no different to how they were before Dean went to Hell.
For Day Six of @transnaturalweek: ‘Trans Moments’ and ‘Euphoria’!
and I know I’m late and I missed out on the dates but it’s been a really tough week and I only had time now so I’m gonna post it anyway even though it doesn’t count
On behalf of the mod team here, thank you to everyone who participated in Transnatural Week, and a special thanks to those who shared some amazing art, edits, and fics!
Feel free to @ us or use the tag #transnaturalweek in future transnatural posts, we’ll check this page periodically to promote trans content.
Check out our pinned post if you want to browse through transnatural content submitted this week, sortable by character, relationship, prompt, or content-type.
It’s late. No one else is awake - Dean and Cas are curled up on their couch, Jack sitting on Dean’s lap snuggled between them, all fast asleep. Sam finds herself slipping away, down the hallway and around the corner to the bathroom. Laying her palms against the cool countet, Sam looks into the mirror.
The act reminds her of when she was a young boy, sneaking around her mother’s bedroom, trying on her clothes and makeup.
…Girl. When she was a young girl. Sam still has to correct herself sometimes.
She looks at her reflection - really looks at herself. She sees her face, feminine and still recognizable as hers even when colored with exhaustion and lacking the makeup she likes to wear. She sees her body, every subtle curve, draped in a dress of soft pink.
Sam thinks back to her childhood and teenage-hood; back to her days as an awkward, gangly teenage boy, following her older brother like a shadow, scared of everything and just trying to find herself. Whenever she looked in the mirror then, what she saw wasn’t her. She saw someone else, a homely freak, a stranger whose body she was trapped in.
But when she looked in the mirror now…she saw herself. Sam. She/her/hers. Miss Samantha Winchester.
Slowly, a peaceful smile rises to Sam’s lips. It pushes her cheeks up a bit, crinkling the corners of her eyes slightly. She feels right. She feels happy.
It is a fact that has haunted him for too long. He grappled with his masculinity as a fragile young girl, as a teenager who was forced to be strong, as an adult who knew his mother would mourn the loss of her little girl.
It was something unpleasant, awkwardly shaped and unsightly, something that Dean for years wishes he could do away with. Discomfort and hatred for what he is, and a longing for what he could be - both things he bottles up inside.
When Dean lets it consume him, accepts it, the switch is abrupt. He refuses to think about how he was ever a woman - the state of being trans is not something he is proud of, or even likes to think about non-intoxicated.
(When Dean is alone, he thinks upon trans men and women and everyone neither or in between who can wear the label proudly, accept it as something both beautiful and something normal as their skin or eye color. He thinks upon them with a horrible mix of envy and longing.)
It’s just one of the - many, many - things Dean hates about himself, and assumes he will always hate about himself.
Until he meets him.
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Castiel is trans.
Castiel’s transness is different from Dean’s transness, or any human being’s transness. Because Castiel is an Angel of the Lord, God’s Chosen, the light of the sun that hides on the dark side of the moon. A being like him, of course, should have no concept of human things like gender identity.
His fellow seraphs and angels certainly didn’t. When inhabiting a vessel, one was to feel neutral, to see it as a means of interacting with the mortal plane and nothing else. But for Castiel it is more - his vessel is something so deeply personal to him. Its broad shoulders, the stubble lining its jaw, . When he looks in the mirror, it feels…right. Something like - what’s the word? Pleasure? Triumph? Euphoria, that’s it - dances in his stomach, and it brings a light to his eyes whenever he sees himself.
It’s…human. Castiel is new to the ways of the Earth - to things such as euphoria and recognition and love and desire. All things he has began to feel regularly.
(Castiel knows he will never experience it - the highs and the lows, the struggles and the joys, what it truly means to be transgender - at least not in the way a human does. And maybe, he thinks, that’s alright. Maybe it is enough to be him.)
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Dean is trans, and Castiel loves him for it. To him, Dean is perfection, worthy of more praise and worship he can utter in one breath - his body, soft and fragile and human, is perfect in all its transness. Dean bares his soul to Castiel, and he cradles it; he traces his surgery scars gently, soothes his insecurities and inner fears with I love you, Dean.
Castiel is trans, and Dean loves him for it. To him, Castiel is angelic, both literally and otherwise. He is the sun in the morning and the light in Dean’s eyes and the little flutter in his chest when he feels his husband’s arms around him. Castiel bares his soul to Dean, and he loves it with everything he has; he loves Castiel’s body, chubby and muscular and trans and him. Filled with euphoria, drunk on something other than alcohol, he utters an I love you too, Cas.
Dean and Castiel are trans, and they love each other.
“Dean,” Cas says, softly. “Tell me what you want.”
“I–” Dean swallows. He wants… “I want this.”
Cas nods, the hand not in his hair coming around to cup his jaw. Leaning down, he presses a soft kiss to Dean’s forehead, then pulls away just far enough to look Dean in the eyes. Dean can feel his breath on his face, and it makes him shiver.
“I know you do,” Cas mutters, sounding almost wicked. “But I need you to say it.”
written for @transnaturalweek day seven: free space
She was so caught up in it that, only after the door was shut behind her and Dean was sauntering down the street, she realised he didn’t know about her. He can’t have, and have been so scared about telling her about himself. Besides, the phrasing of his note was – well, written for an ignorant audience. She had to tell him, as soon as possible.
here's my contribution to @transnaturalweek day 7: free space (though it fills out the t4t and euphoria prompts too, i think?)
