Trans Specific Imagines

3 || Nonbinary x Mark x Jack (Markiplier & Jacksepticeye)

!!! TRIGGER WARNING !!! Dysphoria mentions.
They/ them/ their pronouns for nonbinary reader.

"And you would think I'd be over it! I'm nonbinary, my body should mean nothing to how I express myself but I just feel so gross sometimes- most times... I just want certain features that I don't have and want to get rid of others that I do have and because I identify a certain way I'm not allowed to feel like this!" You slowly started to raise your voice and get more and more angry by the second as you paced across the living room. You usually went on tangents like this, the same one has been coming up a lot more lately as your dysphoria had been kicking you in the ass. One day you'd look in the mirror feeling feminine but notice your forehead looks too masculine so you'd pull your hair in front of your face as well as you could or your hips weren't wide enough to look good in the fitted dress you threw on. Other days you'd feel masculine and look in the mirror and be angry that your eyes and lips were too feminine but wearing makeup to hide things like that would just make you FEEL more feminine. When you wanted to look andro all of those things became even more prominent to you making you feel like you looked one way or another. It was frustrating. You just wanted to look a certain way, the way you looked in your head and not the way you looked in the mirror.

Sean watched you from the couch with a worried expression. He never knew what to say to make you feel better when you got like this. "Honey, please come sit with me," was all he said. You stopped in your tracks and just stared down at him. He gave a shy smile and put out his arms for you. You caved in and burst into tears that you had been holding back as you fell into his chest. He hushed you like a child for a moment, petting your hair and down your back.

You had probably cried into his chest for 15 minutes, sufficiently soaking that corner of his shirt. You leaned up, wiping off your face, and mumbled a soft "I'm sorry."

"Sweetheart, its okay. I'm here for you and I want to understand your feelings and know how to make you feel better but I just... I can't unless you tell me what you need?" He explained, cupping your face in his warm hands.

"I want to be pretty... But in a manly way. But I also want to be handsome in an old timey 'handsome lady' type of way," you had covered your face at that point. Explaining your dysphoria always made you feel stupid.

Sean pulled your hands away from you face and looked at you for a moment. He leaned in slowly and kissed your forehead, still holding your hands. "You are my pretty, manly boy and my handsome lady when you want to be. You are you and you are beautiful. An amazing person who can rock anything you wear no matter how you are presenting yourself. My amazing, nonbinary baby..." He was blushing. You could tell he thought he sounded dumb but you were overcome with happiness. Just hearing him say such nice things about you made your heart swell. You told him thank you and snuggled into his chest for a while just listening to his breathing and the soft hum if the refrigerator from the kitchen.

You stayed like that until you heard the front door open and close and energetic steps come into the living room. You leaned up slightly and looked at Mark as he walked through the doorway. You gave him a soft, weak smile and you could see his face drop.

"What's wrong with my baby?" Mark asked, coming over to the couch and sitting next to you so you were in the middle of him and Sean.

"They were feeling quite dysphoric... I think I may have helped a bit but before I could they had a bit of a cry," Sean explained. He was rubbing your back as he spoke.

Mark leaned against you, wrapping his strong arms around you and kissing your shoulder. "You're a beautiful person my baby, a beautiful, sweet, amazing person. Don't ever let stupid gender standards get to you because you are you're own person and you can express yourself however you'd like," he whispered against your skin.

You turned around and held onto him. He kissed all over your neck and shoulders and cheeks. After a moment, you turned to Sean and pulled him into your hug as well so you could have both if your boys. "I love you guys."

They held you for a long while, you all talking about random stuff- video games, movies, music, what you should eat for dinner- until you decided to go to bed and have a good little snuggle.