Deadname قصص

the story of a 14 yr old trans dude named Aiden (who is one million percent a TikTok witch) and gets transported to a different world by using a spell in a book he found at the thrift store called the book of Shadows. he falls in love with a non-binary person named Nox and goes deeply into Aidens backstory of his transphobic parents (also sharing his deadname)

Hi I am Hidde and my story happend in real life it's about a friend who keeps deadnaming me and what it does to me I hope you enjoy reading and pls don't deadname anyone even if you don't like that person💕

This poem is about how I feel as a non binary person, trans people (especially trans men) can relate to this poem as well though!

lolz I hated my name anyways-

Some haikus about my dead name, my chosen name, how people have responded to the name change part of my transition, etc.

Hey my name is Colin and I'm just another guy trying to make it in the world! This is where I talk about my personal place in the world and the queer community, how I got where I am today, and where I hope to be in the future. This book has a bit of everything so if you're interested in getting to know me then this is where you need to be!

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A 15 year old girl figures that she is Trans (female to male). He preferres He/Him pronouns and the name Toby rather than Marley. He is good at sports and drawring, his favourite things are penguins and mushrooms. When he told his parents that he was trans and wasn't comfortable in a femal body and that he WAS a boy, his mother didn't support him but his father did.

DISCLAIMER: I WILL NOT BE USING MY DEADNAME IN ANY OF MY STORIES. (Mainly bc I'm closeted to everyone, so if anyone finds this, I'm fucked.) This story is basically about how I acted before I realized that I was trans, and coming to the realization. If I do need to use my deadname at any point, I will just use 'Deadname.' Pretty simple. ENJOY 👻👻

A magical story about a boy finding his true calling

One day a girl called Bianca was running away from her horrible grandparents, Clair Smith and Clark Smith who she had been living for the entire 13 years of being alive since her parents had died in a car crash when she was 6 months old. As she was running away she bumped into 3 girls who were a year older, they started to chase her to try and catch herr. She fell and ended up rolling down a hill, she was covered in mud and twigs and leaves and cuts but she didn't care she was too busy running away from Bella, Lily and Harper. She found a tunnel. She hid and waited for the three girls to give up. She looked down the tunnel to find a small door. Day after day she would return to the mysterious tunnel.

I guess I'm perfect, but at the same time not at all.

One day, on my birthday, I got a tons of messages. Little did I know those would be my end. Now I'm stuck with her, and I don't know what to do. She's nice, and sweet. Too sweet. And innocent. This wasn't what i would ever have thought dying would be like, but it is what it is. I'm Soph, and this is my story.

Angus loved detective stories and he learned how to take in information like a detective. He was observant, so when things disappeared at school, he could usually find it within the hour. But Angus could never practice his detective work outside of school. Detectives got their clothes dirty. They listened to other people's conversations. They went places without telling their parents. They regularly associated with people below their social class. After much consideration, Angus knew what he had to do to be himself. Angus disappeared when he was eight years old. (Title comes from The Adventure Zone: Live in Austin!)

just little stories about stuff

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚍

trigger warnings: self harm, childhood trauma, gore (in detail), abuse Be aware that this is the first story I'm genuinely going to be working on on so it's kinda bad rn

Being deadnamed is something that allot of us deal with on a daily basis mainly comes from our own family members. Here is how it makes us feel on the inside.

Last year, 10 friends visited the cottage. This year, there's only 8 of them to arrive. But how many will get to go back home alive? Because it soon becomes pretty obvious that they are not alone on the mountain and the rough weather conditions stop help from arriving until sunrise. ...But will there be anyone left to be saved by then? Questions are only rising as the night goes on: How to survive? Who can they trust? What happened to the two missing egos a year earlier? Or most importantly, who the hell is the masked person following them around? Who will live? Who will die? Whose true colors will show under so much pressure? Find out by reading!

This basically my life written as a book there be some cussing but i am not positive there will be.