Various Oneshots

Spooky month Trans Streber x female reader

Trigger warnings- self harm(punching), mention of panic attacks, mention of being amputated, gender dysphoria let me know if I forgot anything
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It was mid-day in autumn. Streber's favorite time of year because Halloween would be right around the corner.

He excitedly got up this morning and told his girlfriend (Y/n) what he planned to do today. Put up all the Halloween decorations early. He loved Halloween, maybe a little too much.

Which is why (Y/n) was confused when she got home and none of the outside decorations were up.

"Streber?" She calls out walking inside. She immediately notices a mess of inside Halloween decorations. She frowns, she sets her bag down.

"Sweetheart?" She looked downstairs checking the kitchen, bathroom, and the living room. Though he was nowhere to be found.

He always texted her before he went out after the incident last Halloween. She walks up the stairs, and into their shared bedroom. She knew he was home, but him not answering gave the house an eerie feel.

He wasn't in the bedroom but the bathroom door was shut the light was on. (Y/n) felt relieved, she walked up to it before she could knock she heard a sob. She quickly opened the door peaking her head inside.

"Streber?" The boy in question was on the floor of the bathroom. He jumped at her voice, looking up at (Y/n).

His tears glistened on his cheeks his black eyeliner was smeared. It was obvious from his red face and puffy eyes he had been crying for a while.

"I-I thought- I didn't-" (Y/n) sits on the bathroom floor next to him and pulls him into a comforting hug.

"It's okay Streber, I've got you." (Y/n) rocks him back and forth in a comforting manner. He only breaks down more, he grabs her sleeve and sobs into it.

(Y/n) rubs small circles into his back while humming a song he liked. Unfortunately, this wasn't the first time she has come home to Streber having a panic attack or a really bad day. Honestly, she didn't blame him.

Eventually, his sobs turned into cries, and cries turned into sniffles until he was only hiccuping and sniffling now and then. He shakily wipes his tears.

"Sorry." He says looking at her sleeve. It was covered in his fresh tears, she would probably have to change.

"Don't be sweetheart, it's just a shirt. I'm not upset at you." She takes his hand and squeezes it reassuringly. He gives a small nod and avoided her eyes.

"Is this about your arm?" Streber shakes his head. He spares a half glance towards his missing arm, a reminder of what happened a few Halloweens ago.

He had been getting better in that sense, he wishes he could get better in another sense.
"Then what happened baby?"

"Do...I-" He sighs struggling to find the words, tears fill his eyes again.

"I don't feel like a man." Before she could even respond he did.

"I mean look at me-" He said choking on a sob.
"I wear makeup, m-my body isn't right I-I-it's shaped all wrong!" Streber balls up his fist and slams his hand down on his thigh.

(Y/n) quickly gathers his hand in hers, she holds his hand rubbing it. She shushes him carefully and waits for him to calm down.

Once he is she gently holds it instead and uses her free hand to rub the spot where he punched.

"Baby first of all makeup isn't for one gender and whoever thinks that it is, is stupid. I know plenty of men who wear makeup and you are one of them." She pecks his lips.

"I see nothing wrong with your body, it's yours. I know you don't like your body and there isn't anything wrong with that I need you to understand that I will do anything it takes for you to love your body as much as I do."

Streber looks at his body trying to understand what she could love about it. He was missing an arm, he had breasts, he didn't have a dick, and his body was too curvy. He quickly looked away feeling his hate grow.

"Will... will you still love me if I got the surgery?"

"Duh, that's what I just said. As long as you stay your cute gothic vampire-loving self I'll love you no matter what." (Y/n) smiles and pecks all over his face with kisses.

Streber giggles at the feeling, only encouraging his girlfriend. He laughs playfully pushing her away. She smiles stopping but not before pecking his lips gently.

"Your too nice."

"No your just traumatized, being nice is the bare minimum." Streber chuckles. He lays his head on her shoulder. He felt so drained.

"Want to go finish the Halloween decorations?" Streber shakes his head.
"No not right now I still feel off and tired.."

"That's perfectly okay." (Y/n) pecks the top of his head and squeezes his hand.

"What do you want to do then my love?" She asked.

"Can we just watch a horror movie?" Streber looks up at her with hopeful eyes, and (Y/n) nods. She had half a mind to laugh, she wasn't going to deny him of watching a movie.

"Of course love." With that (Y/n) got up first and then helped her boyfriend up.

"How about you set up the movie and I'll go grab some snacks?" Streber nods with a smile.
"Can you grab my candies?"

"Nooo." She said sarcastically, she smiles and chuckles.

"I'll be right back with your candies." She says pecking his lips and then heading out of the bedroom.

Streber lays himself on the bed and flips through a few movies until he finds an old cheesy vampire movie. He sets down the remote just as (Y/n) came back into the bedroom.

She climbs into bed and cuddles close to Streber. She opens the back for him as he plays the movie. After a bit into the movie, (Y/n) pulled out her phone. Streber looked over curiously.

"Whatcha doing?" She glanced at him then back down.

"I'm looking up a few things."

"Like what?" She chuckles and turns her phone a bit more so he could see.

"Transgender masculine workouts." He read the google search, he looked at her.

"You don't have to work out if you don't want to but you said you felt like your shape is wrong, and this could help." Streber's eyes tear up, and he hugs her.

"I love you."

"I love you too Streber, my handsome boyfriend." She smiles running her fingers through his hair.

Streber smiles, she really didn't mind him being trans, she loved him. Streber pecks his girlfriend's lips.

He really had gotten lucky with a loving girlfriend.

He was feeling better already.