hello there! my name is Alan, and i’m an 18 year old college student. i’m a trans boy too, and so i decided to make this blog to vent about some of the little frustrations and celebrate the little perks that come with being trans, along with getting in some comic drawing practice. hopefully you’ll be able to relate to what i’ve drawn, or at least find some humor in it. if you’re trans masc and have any suggestions for a comic idea, let me know!
My first set of preferences! Hope you like it guys!
One Direction Preference - wedding series:
Liam:Cake Taste Testing
You had been planning details for the
wedding for months now and the day Liam had been looking forward to the most,
the cake testing day, was finally upon you. Liam didn’t really know all the
work that went into planning a wedding but when you had finally got a wedding
planner and mapped out everything that had to be done he was at first
overwhelmed, then very excited.
So when he’d found out that cake testing
was a real thing he had the planner book one of the best bakeries in London so
that he could fully enjoy the experience.
You couldn’t believe you were marrying a
He was giddy with excitement all morning
and walked hand in hand with you inside the bakery. It was early morning on a
Wednesday and they had closed it especially for you both to enjoy the
experience. Marrying a celebrity had its perks.
You were given a list; Liam’s eyes widen at
all the choices. You giggled to yourself. You had been making a lot of choices
about the wedding but you knew today it was going to be all Liam.
You heard Liam ooh and aah at the list,
numerously repeating things like “What about this babe?” and “Oh my god that
sounds awesome babe we have to try that.”
Liam eventually narrowed the list down to
6. The head baker bought out 6 slices and two small silver forks for each slice
and laid them out on the table. Even this was over the top for you, and you had
previously been dress shopping at the best bridal shop in London.
You giggled to yourself as you saw Liam enjoy
a rather large bite from every slice, but you knew him too well and knew
exactly which slice he was going to pick. He pointed to it with his fork and
He looked up at the baker and smiled. “The
chocolate one’s good.”
You giggled again and kissed his cheek. He
was a child but you loved him anyways.
Louis couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw
the event that had just popped up on his calendar this morning. You had
recently synced your calendars in order to make it easier to work around
planning the wedding and both yours and Louis’s work commitments and this had
to have been the best news he had received all week.
Louis didn’t know exactly how much work
went into planning a wedding, so he would frequently ask why you had to do this
or that. He didn’t mind what you did, it was your special day and he wanted to
do everything for you but some things just blew his mind.
This event however blew his mind in a
completely different way. He texted you to find out more.
You saw the little bubble come up on your
phone at work. You giggled knowing what it was about.
Lou?” you replied.
going shopping for lingerie at Victoria’s Secret next week for under the
You chuckled. You could imagine his face. “Yes Louis. I need to wear underwear under
just didn’t know that was a thing you did for a wedding.”
You giggled to yourself. “Well someone at work suggested it and I
thought it was a good idea.”
You laughed. You knew he’d ask but you knew
he knew the answer.
way. You’ll have to wait till our wedding night to see it.”
fair.” He replied. You knew he must have been pouting.
get something pretty I promise.” You were teasing him now and he knew it.
He decided to tease you back. “Screw pretty. I want sexy. But I’m gonna rip
it off anyways so don’t be too picky.”
Two could play at this game. “No way. You are not ripping my expensive
underwear. I’m going to take it off slowly. Very slowly.”
Somehow you knew that would never happen
but it was worth a try.
As it turned out he did rip it off but he
bought you a whole new collection of lingerie in your favorite colors and
styles so you forgave him.
You were marrying the man of your dreams (Liam/Louis/Niall) and the day had
finally come for you to go dress shopping. You had been watching reruns of Say Yes to the Dress and looking at
every bridal magazine on the market for weeks now, trying to figure out the
perfect style for you, and you’d finally get to put all your thoughts together.
Being both your best friend and (Liam/Louis/Niall)’s best friend, Harry
had insisted on coming with you to pick the perfect dress. It may have seemed
weird to other people that you were bringing a male with you but Harry’s
opinion meant everything to you, and you knew he’d be completely honest, unlike
some of your girlfriends who would just ooh and ahh at every garment.
So at 11am on a Saturday morning you gave (Liam/Louis/Niall) a passionate kiss
goodbye and met Harry outside in a town car, both of you practically buzzing
from excitement. Or maybe it was just you buzzing.
As soon as you got to the boutique you were
greeted with champagne and then led to the many racks of dresses with your
At first Harry just looked over your
shoulder, making faces – both good and bad – but it soon started driving you
insane so you suggested he go and look for some dresses too. He knew what you
were looking for, and an extra pair of eyes wouldn’t hurt.
After half an hour of searching you picked
out 6 dresses.
The first four were ok. You’d liked them on
the rack but you weren’t entirely sold on them when you put them on. Each time
you would put on a dress you would walk out to the mirror and see Harry’s eyes
light up, saying how pretty or how sexy or how cute you looked. But then his
most honest comments would come out and you knew that none of them were right.
It was the fifth dress that was the perfect
one. As soon as you put it on you looked like a princess, but felt like a queen.
It made you feel pretty but powerful and you knew as soon as (Liam/Louis/Niall) saw you walking down
the aisle he would swoon.
You were lead out by your assistant to the
mirror where Harry was waiting.
Your eyes met his and your faces matched.
From his first reaction alone you knew this was the dress.
“Wow,” he said. You walked in front of the
mirror and Harry stood behind you, examining both your front and your back.
“Y/N you look beautiful.”
You couldn’t believe how shaky his voice
was. You looked up at him and that’s when you saw it, actual tears in his eyes.
You’d made Harry Styles cry with a wedding dress.
You pulled him into your arms. “Harry don’t
He laughed. “I’m sorry you just look so
beautiful and I’m just so happy for you and (Liam/Louis/Niall).
I can’t believe you guys are actually finally getting married.” He stopped
for a moment just to look at you again.
“And I just can’t wait until I get to marry
someone who I love as much as (Liam/Louis/Niall)
loves you,” Harry added.
You took Harry into your arms again. “It’ll
happen one day I promise and I’ll be going tux shopping with you and I’ll cry.”
You were both laughing and crying by this
point. When you had finally calmed down the assistant stood forward asking you
the most important question.
“So this is the dress?”
You looked at Harry and he nodded.
“Yes this is definitely the dress.”
Niall: Your wedding day
It was finally your wedding day and you were
nervous as hell. No matter what people said to you or what you said to yourself
you were shaking. You didn’t really know why. Niall was perfect. You had fallen
in love with him three years ago and when he had finally proposed it was one of
the happiest moments of your life. You loved him unconditionally, you guys
hardly ever fought and he was your best friend. You had got on so well before
you got into a relationship that actually being together was such a breeze
compared to your past relationships.
You had had your moments though. Hate from
the fans, feeling lonely when you needed him most and he wasn’t always there
and his sometimes too-positive attitude were the most negative parts of your
relationship but you had worked through them.
So why were you so nervous?
At 20 minutes before the service was going to
begin Liam came to see you, hearing from your bridesmaids that you were a
nervous wreck. You were sitting in the dressing room in the church when you saw
his sympathetic face come through the curtain.
“What’s going on love?” he came to sit next
to you, putting his hand on your shoulder. Liam had been like a rock to you for
the past two years, one of your closest best friends so you needed his support
“What am I doing Liam?” you asked looking
up at him, tears rimming in your eyes.
“What do you mean love?” he asked. He knew
how much you loved Niall so this was so unexpected.
“Am I doing to right thing? I mean what if
I’m not a good wife? Niall deserves so much better then me.”
Liam’s face seemed to twist and turn into
so much confusion it made you sit up. Even you didn’t know what he was feeling
and you knew him better than anyone.
His face turned serious.
“Now you stop that right now,” he started.
“Niall loves you more than he has loved anyone in his entire life. The
relationship you two have gives he hope that I’ll find someone some day that
makes me as happy as you make each other.”
You had begun to cry. He was right.
Liam left a few moments later so you could
compose yourself and you were almost ready to walk down the aisle.
It was then that you got a text from Niall.
know that we aren’t allowed to see each other before the ceremony but I heard
you were a little nervous so I wanted to text you. I love you so much and I so
excited to make you my wife today. I can’t wait to see you walk down that
aisle. I can only imagine how beautiful you are going to look, but I know
you’ll look better than I could imagine in my wildest dreams.
cya soon princess.
You couldn’t help yourself. You had a tear
fall down your face and you had a little chuckle. You texted him back.