Y'know, a lot of people online say that Milo looks like he's FtM or are calling Milo a trans icon, and- y'know what? That's a totally valid headcanon to have!
In fact, I was chatting with my friend once and she explained how Milo was appealing to her because he's "a feminine form in a manly sort of way"- wHICH HE TOTALLY IS!!
I mean, in his concept art he had fairly masculine proportions... but then the final art and in-game model made his hips look a lot wider, so he DOES sorta have that androgynous hourglass shape to him!!
That being said, here are my headcanons for what Milo's family thought of him being trans...
His father Alpin was against it entirely. He's an old-fashioned total jerk, the "Girls are girls!" and "Stop doing all this 'I'm a Boy' nonsense" type. He made it a point to refer to Milo as Amelia (his dead name), and would constantly tell him how much of an "embarrassment she was to the family". However, after Milo moved out of the house and started working as a famous gym leader, Alpin has since calmed down and (begrudgingly) calls Milo his son.
His mom Heather was supportive of Milo, but so set in her ways and uneducated on the subject that she had troubles adjusting. She would constantly get his pronouns wrong on accident, often apologizing afterwards "Oh gosh darnit- I did it again, I'm so sorry, son!" Nowadays she pretty much has it down (thanks in part to her son being famous and thus his current identity follows him on the news and such), but she still accidentally makes things awkward sometimes.
Conversely, Milo's younger brother Liam was 100% on board from the very beginning. He even was the one to encourage his brother to take action, when Milo finally realized he was actually male. Milo was too afraid of his father's wrath to make the transition on his own, so Liam stepped in to 'prank his sister' by shaving Milo's hair off and trashing his dresses/feminine clothes. Alpin was livid at Liam, but Milo was (secretly) extremely thankful.
After Milo decided to finally come out properly, Liam made sure to constantly berate their parents every time they misgendered him (even on accident). Even with innocent strangers, Milo would laugh off a "she/her" awkwardly while his little brother would step in and exclaim "IT'S 'HE', YOU TWAT!!"
I hope you guys like it! 🤗 Feel free to use this backstory in any fanfics you may have!
I'm not trans myself, so I'm afraid I'm walking on eggshells writing about the subject... (Sorry if I accidentally offended or triggered anyone?) 🙏
I just felt like this is such a compelling backstory for a character and it's worth exploring!! Pokemon characters tend to lack depth, so incorporating LGBTQ elements into them makes them much more intriguing and real-feeling, to me. 💕
(...plus we know it'll be AGES before anything like this EVER becomes explicit canon 🙄)
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“And what of these?” Kida asked. She leaned over Milo on the riverbank where they rested after their swim, and traced one of the curved crescent scars on his chest.
Milo shifted under her, and swallowed. This was the first time anyone had noticed them. Or asked. He ran through the list of usual excuses in his head. It wasn’t long. He hadn’t needed a lot in his conservatively dressed, lonely life. Swimming with Kida and adapting to the fashion of Atlantis had...rather made his mastectomy scars a little more difficult to cover.
Kida was important to him – and he knew he was, um, pretty important to her. At least if the way she kissed him and stroked his sides was anything to go by.
He would need to tell her a few things before things went any further.
Milo took a deep breath, and reached for Kida’s hand. “Back on the surface, we can be...very strict about gender. Someone who feels like a man, but looks like a woman, either has to try and be more like what people think women are, or change the way they look.”
Kida laughed as if baffled. “What does this have to do with the moons are your chest?”
“I, uh...I did the latter.”
Kida blinked, then she looked down at the scars again. Milo held his breath. She smiled, and traced the scars again. Milo let his breath go, sputtering under the sensation.
“They are so simple,” she said.
“Wh-what?” Milo gasped, adjusting his glasses.
“When one decides their gender in our culture, the markings they paint onto their bodies are much more ornate.” She reached behind her and unwound her top.
“W-w-whoa!” Milo shoved his hands over his eyes. “Kida! You don’t have to – ”
“Relax.” Kida’s warm hands covered his clammy ones and parted them. Milo blinked through his smudged glasses, caught sight of Kida’s breasts and looked away with a blush. Kida chuckled. “Silly man, you may look.”
Hesitantly, Milo let his eyes drift back to Kida’s skin. She smiled, and pushed her breasts up, so Milo could see the underside. Ornate blue spirals and dashes of ruins decorated her bronze skin. Milo blinked and leaned in. “Is there...text here?”
Kida smiled and nodded. “Would you like me to tell you what it says?” She lifted a smug eyebrow. “Or would you prefer to translate for yourself?”
Milo flushed. “Y-y-you can tell me.”
Kida nodded. “Inscribed here, is the vow that I made to myself when I decided I wished to be a princess. It conveys my earnestness in my choice, and my commitment to never allow myself to be made lesser by someone else because of my choice to be true to myself.”
“Is...is that something you have to worry about, being a woman in Atlantis?”
Kida shook her head. “Not at all. But, it is something one must worry about being anyone anywhere.” She reached for her clothing and wrapped it back around herself. “Help me fasten this last clap, Milo?”
Milo raised himself off the bank to help her. Kida lifted her hair out of the way, and Milo fiddled with the clasp – anxiously aware of his fingers on her skin. When he was finished, Kida turned and splayed her hand back over his chest. “In comparison, your ritual for celebrating gender seems simple.” She smiled, and traced the scar again. “But in an elegant way.”
Milo warmed under her touch. He took her hand up in his and dropped his lips into her palm. “Thank you, Kida. Not...everyone from my world would see it that way.”
Kida pursed her lips. “How ignorant.”
Milo laughed, and hugged her. “Let’s go for another swim. Then you can tell Vinny that for me.” Milo dashed into the water, Kida just behind him.
I don't really know much about trans characters But I saw someone on here headcanoning Milo Asher from TT as trans and I think that is cool. Idk *mumbles something and slinks off*
Noah had been called out of class again randomly. “Emily is having a breakdown again and wants you.” The teacher had told him in a bored annoyed tone rolling her eyes and making Noah want to punch her in the jaw. So what if this was the second time this week and it was Wednesday, maybe Milo wouldn’t have so many breakdowns if anyone at this hell of a school respected his identity.
“You mean Milo wants me.” Noah snapped his fists clenches as he followed the teacher down the hall to the corner where Milo was hiding again. Once he reached Milo he promptly sat down next to his cousin and glared at the teacher till she left them alone. Once she was gone Noah wrapped a arm around Milo’s shoulder. “What happened this time bro?” Noah asked and Milo gave a small sob again.
“The teachers were lecturing me for dressing to masculine and the o… the girls were making fun of me or my hair.” Milo said sniffling and Noah sighed knowing Milo had had to stop from misgendering himself by saying the other girls.
“Oh really did the teachers factor in the fact that you are a man?” Noah commented sarcasticly. “But you could use a haircut.”
“They never do.” Milo half laughed leaning against Noah a little. “It is getting a little long isn’t it? They say it’s to short though.” Milo continued tugging at his hair a little which he had put back in a short ponytail so keep it out of his face.
“That’s dumb.” Noah said bluntly. “I’ll help you cut it tonight and tomorrow I’ll make sure they have something more dramatic to worry about.”
“What do you mean?” Milo asked looking at Noah with furrowed brow.
“Weeeeell.” Noah drawled with a twinkle in his eye, “I think me wearing a dress will be a little more interesting to them then your short hair and baggy pants.”
“No.” Milo gasped looking delighted though his tears and making Noah grin a bit wider.
“Oh ya.” he laughed, “I’ll just borrow one of your old ones and I’m sure I won’t look half as awkward in it as you did.” He teased and Milo laughed finally drying the tears off of his face and smiling genuinely at Noah.
“Thank you.” Milo said and Noah ruffled up his hair affectionately.
“No problem dude, ready to face class?” Noah asked feeling a twist of guilt because he didn’t want to make Milo go back to class but he also didn’t want either of them to get in trouble.
“Okay.” Milo said softly and Noah stood up, helping Milo to his feet as well.
“Call your mom and tell her you’re coming to my place after school okay?” Noah asked and Milo nodded agin.
“At least she doesn’t care about me enough to try and stop me being myself.” He said with forced cheerfulness and Noah nodded.
———-
That night Milo sat in a stool in the bathroom and Noah cut his hair. he’d gotten pretty good at this with time because Mary wouldn’t pay for Milo to get haircuts no matter what the cut was so Noah had been cutting it since they were kids. the first couple of haircuts had looked terrible but Milo had loved them anyway so Noah had kept doing it and since then he’d gotten better.
He didn’t cut Milo’s hair quite as short as his was because he knew Milo didn’t like that, instead he cut his hair so it was just bellow his ears. Milo watched them in the mirror as Noah worked, staying quiet and biting his lips as Noah worked.
“You shouldn’t do that, it makes your lips redder and I know you don’t like that.” Noah commented without looking up and Milo winced ever so slightly reaching up to cover his mouth.
Once the haircut was finished they went back to Noah’s bedroom, they had stopped by Milo’s house to pick up some clothes for him and a couple of dresses for Noah to choose from. He ended up picking out a floral one and laying it on the end of his bed ready to be worn tomorrow.
“You don’t have to do this.” Milo said suddenly making Noah look up. “Just because they pic on me doesn’t mean you have to give them a reason to pick on you too.”
“Don’t worry about it Milo, maybe it’ll make them give you a break and either way we’re in this together.” Noah said smiling reassuringly. Milo still didn’t look convinced but he nodded and that was enough for Noah. Girl or boy Noah was going to look after his cousin the best he could.
