#‘’boy no gender’’ is me yippee!

[morg-among-the-stars]

The vibe my gf @strawberryfemmesapphic and I bring to the function!!! (we’re lesbians!!! As she very accurately and very gender-excitement-ly put it, we are, “Silly boyish (no gender) and excited girlish (no gender)” respectively <3

Multiverses exist so there’s SOME world where Clark Kent and Lois Lane are lesbians together and I’m living for the mere idea of that

[knifesxedge]

so i can find this again. finally bit the bullet and changed my kjs city names to differentiate them from my ocs so:

party — ash london coleman (ooo lady fagita)

kobra — james “jamie” eric coleman

jet — danielle “dani” camila reyes-yoon

ghoul — edward “eddie” maxwell mochizuki ii

[catinasink]

give me the paper little boy 👹👹

[quixoticprince]

Yayyy!! Yippee!! I finally get to make one of these!! Art without the text under the cut and some long-winded elaborations:

How long I've been playing: well, it hasn't been a straight 11 years, rather off and on - but I have drawings of these guys dating back to when I was 14, so I'll give it to me. And man I had no business reading the fanfics I was reading back then It's also crazy how this was a super influential media for me in so many ways. It's the reason I ever made a tumblr, it changed the direction of my drawings for a long while, my broken sense of humor (gmod animation memes and yt poops were the brainrot back then), tf2 Sniper changed my god damned gender (rather, it was the inspiration for me to start socially transitioning at 15). This is part of my personal lore that I tend to not admit to 😓

Your main: I've always been completely ass at the game, and I can play flexibly, but I enjoy playing Sniper, and more recently as Heavy. Whenever I'm sitting around somewhere, occasionally throwing sandwiches and attracting Medics, I feel like this:

Favorite character: When I was younger it was definitely Medic, and I think you can tell that he's still up there based on how much I've drawn him! However, since getting back into it, I've felt quite a shift in focus towards Heavy, very strongly. It's unfortunate that he's side-lined in a lot of fanwork, and I think I'm also complicit in this so far - but for me it's cuz, how tf2 works is that it's going to prioritize humor over character and consistency haha, and Medic is just so loud and insane that he's really easy to make fun stuff with. Heavy is a more serious and grounded character, not to say that he's not funny or that he doesn't have his own cartoon slapstick moments! But that aspect of him is what is really really intriguing to me. I love his quiet, stoic, and intimidating character, I like how loud and boisterous he is when filled with bloodlust in contrast! I love his bird story and him getting into wrestling as a child from Poker Night. I love his back story setting, there's so much to extrapolate from a young boy in Russia growing up during WWII, what his parents must have been through before that from the aftermaths of the revolution, all the way to his fathers execution and his imprisonment. I love his strong relationship with his family, his role as an older brother, as a protector, as a man - the way that he performs these roles - and because I personally see him as bisexual - how his orientation intersects with all that! He is incredibly fascinating to me and I wish that he was played around with more to see a lot more corners and angles of these things that I listed! There's way more that I want to say here too but this is getting very long 😅

Character I relate to: It's so interesting that a lot of the characters have very strong, tho maybe dysfunctional, families. Heavy, Demo, and Sniper in particular really speak to me in that relation. From Heavy being an eldest brother (I am also an eldest sibling) the parentification that comes with that, especially with him probably being like 10 years older than his sisters from the looks of it. Demo and Sniper both struggle living up to their parents expectations (although there's a lot of love there from everyone), being disappointments in one way or another (not gonna deep dive into that lol), and the general alienation both of them feel. From Sniper not knowing why he's not like other Australians to Demo being "a black Scottish cyclops." And well, I'm Filipino, I'm queer, and mentally ill so - there's a lot to project there!

Class you want to play as: I find Medic incredibly stressful to play as but I find the idea of battle medics incredibly funny. However I usually find myself rushing around madly trying to cater to everyone, and I'd like to just not give a shit and just start stabbing people with a saw lol

Favorite ship: "I just like the dynamic" - The dynamic:

No but fr, they're really compelling to me, I'd probably need a longer more thought out post as to what I like about them and I was already going crazy up there ^ Overall tho I like that they're practically built for each other in terms of mechanics, really plays into my desire to spiral into intense codependency haha. I also think that Medic's drive to cheat death and hide behind meat shields plays really well into Heavy's desire to be a meat shield and a protector, and how nice it is in turn, that Medic can grant this man who's been around death, starvation, and war invulnerability. (He outsmart boolet, yknow?) They're also depicted together a lot and I like how much they enjoy each others company, and bring a lot of joy to each other. It's beautiful to me :'^)

Character you like to draw: What can I say! Medic is handsome! He is very fun to draw and easy to make memes and shit posts out of!

[grimm-writings]

YIPPEE YOUR REQUESTS ARE OPEN AGAIN can i get a scenario where chilchuck slowly falls in love with a gender fluid reader? maybe he’s confused about their presentation at first, but then finds himself attracted to their masc and fem sides :0

two sides of the same coin

…ft! chilchuck x genderfluid! reader

…tags! fluff, end of manga spoilers, implied bisexual chilchuck, the mortifying ordeal of having to explain your identity to someone not in the know

…wc! 935

…notes! this request makes me so happy, because i’m also genderfluid!!! i’ll be using primarily my own experiences with my gender here, so i hope it’s to your liking! happy pride month!!! <3 

“So, you’re… everything.”

“Yes! I guess you can say that.  Although it’s more like it varies.”  Your hands move in the air to communicate your point.  “Sometimes I’m a girl, sometimes a boy.  But I’m also sometimes both, or sometimes neither!  Or maybe I’m partially a girl and partially neither, or I’m partially a boy and partially neither.  And then, on the rare occasion, I am everything!”

You can only watch in real time as Chilchuck slowly loses brain cells.  You’d fear that he may not be able to readily accept you, same as the rest of your party.  The reaction was positive enough (though Marcille and Senshi particularly need time to adapt properly) but there’s still lingering confusion.

Chilchuck slowly nods, though you can tell he isn’t exactly grasping it yet.  “So… What am I meant to call you?”

He’s trying to keep his language respectful.  That’s more than you can say for others you came out to.  You can tell Chilchuck is trying, even if this is unfamiliar ground for him.  He might know enough about different romantic and sexual preferences, and maybe more simple means of gender transition.  Your identity is… hard to explain to someone not in the know, though.

“Just ask,” you reply.  “I might have some indicators in clothing that could help.  Like…”  You gesture towards your current outfit.  “I’m presenting pretty masculine at the moment, yeah?”

“Yeah…” You don’t miss how Chilchuck eyes you up and down.  “So I should keep an eye out for how you dress?”

“Precisely!”  You snap your fingers into a point at Chilchuck’s face.

“Don’t do that.”

You drop your hand.  “Sorry.”

Chilchuck leans back on his seat, folding his arms over his chest.  If he was being honest, this only makes his heart confused.  He was already more used to you presenting masculine throughout your dungeon crawl.  You did express occasional disdain for your current dress, but can’t do much about it.  That in of itself made him wonder if he liked guys.  Now you’re saying you’re a girl sometimes?  Or neither?  Or everything?  He can’t even imagine you in a dress without his mind screaming at him in embarrassment.

You take in Chilchuck’s expression.  Brow furrowed, clearly trying to process your explanation.  He’s definitely accepting of it, just confused.  If there was a way you can explain it better to him…

An idea flashes through your mind with an “ah!”

Chilchuck perks up at your sudden yelp, blinking.  “Something the matter?  Wh– Hey, what are you doing?!”

You had practically scampered on all fours to where your travel bags were, digging around for something.  A few seconds pass before… “GOT ONE!”

Returning to Chilchuck’s side, you hold up one of the gold coins in… someone’s possession.  The half-foot cocks an eyebrow at it.  “What’re you getting at here?”

“This coin is still the same coin when it’s flat in my hand like this,” you begin, before flipping it over.  “Or when it lands on tails.”

Chilchuck watches as you place the coin on your thumb, and flip it up into the air only to let it land randomly, 50/50 chance each time.

“I can’t control whether it lands on heads or tails.  Sometimes it does something really peculiar and stands on its side, or it’s on a slant in some way.”

You watch as the gears turn in Chilchuck’s mind.  “So you can’t really control how your gender works, sometimes you just… feel a certain way?”

“Exactly!  My dysphoria – that’s the term for feeling uncomfortable – can fluctuate, but it’s still the same coin.  It’s still…”

“It’s still you,” Chilchuck finishes, turning his head to look up at you with understanding finally brightening in his eyes.  You can’t help but fluster a little.

It’d be a while since then until you’d make it back to the surface.  Everyone is as accommodating as ever to use the right pronouns when you tell them what for.  It soon comes naturally to just let you live as you are.  It’s welcoming and warm with everyone.

A nice spring breeze blows through your skirt as you make your way down to the entrance of the forest where the feast takes place.  You can spot your party from a mile away, your boots hitting the dirt path as you run over.

“Leave some for me!”  You exclaim in greeting, causing your friends to turn their heads.  Marcille gasps in wonder as she takes in your appearance, meanwhile Izutsumi makes a small noise in surprise.

Chilchuck is stunned into silence, and you can just tell the tips of his ears are going red before he keels over and spits out his drink onto the grass.  “W-What are you wearing?!”

“A dress, Chilchuck,” you quip back, sitting in between him and Marcille.  “Laios still being harassed by Yaad and the rest?”

“Hang on, we’re not moving on from this so fast!  Let me look at you!”  Marcille adjusts herself so she can inspect your look.  “I didn’t think you’d suit a dress so well!  Where’d you get that petticoat?”

You are about to answer when Izutsumi interrupts; “you look so… different,” she relays.

A sheepish chuckle escapes you, as you turn to Chilchuck, who has since been staring at you.  He blinks once you perceive him and glances away.  “You’re still you.  It…  You look very… you. It's nice.”

You can’t help but laugh at his flustered attitude, leaning down to kiss the top of his head as he gives out to you.

You are accepted, and you are loved.  What place could possibly be better than here?

[coleslawleviathan]

okay so. i challenged myself to try and draw some snakes and try to capture the features i want to stand out for them. i wanted to see if i could make them all look distinct but where its obvious they look extremely similar.

heres the main lineup but i want to get into design elements for them as well as some personal headcanons.

FIRST! bibo.

okay so. i'm going to toot my own horn here. i think his beard looks so fire and i did a good job. i imagine this design is around the portable ops era... not much else to say because most of the interesting stuff (at least to me) comes from the differences the others have from him.

V!!! I LOVE YOU V!!!!!!!!!!

for venom snake, i made him look like big boss but Something's Off. in the game people often (notably huey and the boss' ai) don't recognize him as big boss for a few seconds. an imperfect replica because you cannot get that close with plastic surgery. i made the fat distribution on his neck a bit different from bibo's because i imagine the way that the human body configures itself is hard to change. if you noticed the little snake-tongue-shaped-hair-doohickeys, he is the only one with a slightly different shape. it's a genetic thing, you wouldn't get it. just thought that was silly. his hair texture is different, too. can u tell i like him a lot. also, my favorite detail might be his different nose shape. they never got bibo's nose right i guess. in mgsv, he actually has a bit of a downturned nose, and i honestly don't think i captured that enough.

TIME FOR MY FAVORITE BOY. LOVE OF MY LIFE. HOLDER OF MY GENDER ENVY. solid snake :3

SNAVID! the most obvious difference here is his nose. he broke it as a kid lol. i love headcanons. there's not as much to say about him as with venom, but i can say that he is incredibly handsome and i like him. i think he is cute. was he free yesterday? if so i would like to have dinner yesterday with him yesterday. well... i will say that out of this specific lineup i think he looks the most like good old dad. which is awful and i feel bad for him.

FINALLY: LIQUID!!!!!!!

i gave him his canonical sharp nose and high cheekbones! i based a lot of his features off how he looked as a kid so he really has little shit vibes about him. he also has thinner eyebrows, and i headcanon that he does them himself lol. he has less sideburny sideburns than his brother. his eyelids are also smaller. he also does look kinda like kaz so its plausible that he tricked dave! yippee! i also like drawing his hair. its such a great hairstyle. it reminds me of a lion's mane.

N E WAYS... i hope you enjoyed me rambling about giving these goobers a more realistic design for future reference. i like talking about this kind of stuff. life is so much better without same face syndrome.

[tiredenby98]

The Morning After(Cole Brookstone x Gender Neutral Reader)

Yippee another one shot! Somehow wrote this one in one sitting lol(and because of that I didn't really proofread).

Anyways warnings for this one shot: Suggestive themes

Reader wakes up after a night with Cole and panics. (As always requests are open!!)

I groaned, my body turning in the bed. I slowly pulled myself up into a sitting position yawning. I looked down, my eyes widening at my bare body. “What…?”

I grumbled and then sat up in realization as my eyes caught sight of the raven haired boy sleeping peacefully beside me. The events of the night before finally hit me and my face was burning as I scrambled to get up from the bed. “God, what have I done…?” 

I scold myself bitterly, searching desperately for my discarded clothes. Thankfully they weren’t too far off from the bed and scooped them up quickly. I throw them on, cursing as I struggle to pull the shirt over my head. “Where are you going…?” hummed a sleepy voice from behind me, causing me to freeze in my tracks.

Cole had woken up, his locks of hair disheveled and his bare chest on full display. I thanked the First Spinjitzu Master that his bottom half was covered by the comforter. He looks me over with a frown on his face, “Are you leaving?” 

“I was just uh…heading off to training!” I say lying through my teeth and laughing nervously.

He looks over at the clock on the bedside table and then raises an eyebrow at me “Training isn’t for another hour…What’s up with you?” 

He takes the blanket off and gets up walking towards me. 

My face goes red now that he is no longer covered “Nothing! I’m just uh…tired?” I offer with a forced smile. 

He is now standing before me looking me up and down and a smile creeps its way onto his face as he realizes something. “Oh my god are you embarrassed?” He lets out a loud laugh.

I scoff in defense, “No! Maybe…” I whisper the last part. 

His grin grows wider, snaking his arms around my waist. “Aw don’t be embarrassed hun…” 

He teases, arms giving me a small squeeze. I pushed him away slightly, “We were too impulsive…this was a bad idea.” I ramble, beginning to pace.

I can feel his eyes on me as I pace the room, “I mean what will the team think and oh god forget the team Master Wu will give us a whole lecture about relationships on the team-'' I bury my face in my hands and groan loudly. 

Cole sighs and walks over to me, “One the team doesn’t need to know and they won’t if we don’t say anything. And two…just ignore Master Wu, he’s an old man he doesn’t know what he’s talking about.” 

I shake my head “This was a mistake…”

Upon hearing this Cole gives me an incredulous look before taking my face in his hands, forcing me to look at him. “I don’t regret it at all and I find it hard to believe that you do.”

I sigh heavily, leaning my face into his touch. “I’m sorry I’ve just never…done this before.” I mumbled out a bit embarrassed. 

He looks at me in surprise, his own face tinted red now. “Why didn’t you tell me that? If I had known it was your first time I would’ve- done better? I don’t know?!” He groans in frustration this time walking away from me and flopping down onto the bed.

I let out a laugh, of course out of everything this is what he was worried about. This brings a soft smile to my face and I take a seat next to him on the bed, his head turning to look at me. I look away, cheeks red. “You were really amazing if that helps…” 

“Really?” His eyes brighten a bit and his smile returns. 

I nod shyly and he throws his arms around me, tackling me down onto the bed. “Cole!” I yelp in surprise. 

He just smiles and kisses me all over my face. I laugh loudly, trying to push him off but failing. He finally ceases his attack and settles on just looking at me fondly, our bodies tangled up in the mess of blankets. We lay there for a bit and he pulled me closer, humming in thought. “You…you’re not sore are you…?” 

I paused, taken aback by the question. “Uh no I don’t think so…? I feel fine.”

He lets out a sigh of relief and nestles his head into the crook of my neck.

I craned my neck to look over at the clock noticing the time, shaking Cole slightly. “Cole we have like five minutes until training, we should get dressed.”

He groans into the crook of my neck. “Just a few more minutes.” He pleads. 

I’m about to protest when there’s a knock at the door, causing me to freeze.

“Cole, make sure you are out for training soon! Sensei will be pissed if you're not and I am not doing extra reps just because you slept in!!” Yelled an annoyed Jay from the other side of the door. 

Cole made eye contact with me and rolled his eyes, moving off of me. “Yeah yeah be out in a sec!” He yells back just as annoyed. 

“I’m holding you to that!” Jay yells again before leaving. 

Cole grumbles “He’s so goddamn annoying.” 

I smirk at him, “Told you we had to get up for training.”

He responds with a roll of his eyes, “Yeah yeah whatever.” 

Already half dressed it takes me a total of 10 seconds to pull on the rest of my clothes, Cole still trying to find his. “I’ll meet you out there.” I say giving him a quick kiss before heading off.

[noemilivv]

Hello :) I saw you were doing Hazbin Hotel matchups and honestly I would be very excited to see who you would assign to me (no pressure ofc!!!) so I hope this request is finding you at a good time ^^

ABOUT ME: Feel free to just call me Zo! I’m AFAB and I use she/her as my pronouns. While not officially diagnosed due to growing up in a household who treated it as taboo something that I couldn’t “catch” I definitely fall under the umbrella of neurodivergence. From past research I’ve found ADHD symptoms relate to most of my experiences.

SEXUALITY/ROMANTIC TYPE: To be frank, I’ve always internally struggled when it came to my sexual and romantic identity. Found myself craving some sort of connection that traversed the likes of just platonic bonds but the couple times when someone showed interest in me I’d clam up and push them away. The couple crushes I did have always happened to develop after I had built rapport with them, after we had grew close. So for the sake of labels and for this matchup I’d definitely like to say I’m demiromantic? In terms of sexuality all I got for you is that I’m not repulsed by it??? All I know for sure is if I like them, we’d have to have been friends or at least know each other. (In terms of gender I’m fine with either or! I’m just curious to see who fits the box el oh el ^^)

PERSONALITY: Oh boy. Ok so to start off with I’m an INTP 5w4😼…. My hog warts house is Slytherin. My temperament is Melancholic (my sub temperament is tied up between Melancholic sanguine and melancholic phlegmatic). I definitely fall under the umbrella of shyness, however I’ve also noticed that depending on my company I tend to emulate the majority of the vibe. A half hearted defense mechanism in order to fit in is what I assume it be. I’m told I’m a very emotionally intelligent person, and my friends prefer to talk to me about issues and problems due to the fact that while I can comfort I can also hold them accountable and give them solid advice. They also make jokes on how I should’ve been a psychologist if I wasn’t actively getting a degree in early education. I’m terrible when it comes to changing topics which just makes it me all the more unintentionally hilarious. I’m always more funny when I’m not actively trying to be, I just have this unknown charisma that activates when i don’t try hard being funny </3. I struggle when it comes to maintaining my relationships and also most of my responsibilities, maybe it’s a numbness for my own priorities but it’s so easy to help other people in their own slumps, that when I’m forced to face my own issues and problems I can’t help but make myself numb to it and push it on the back burner. Not for lack of care, but more of seemingly frozen in place, it’s all so terrifyingly overwhelming that I just don’t even acknowledge it. Scarily good at doing that while also avoiding spieling my own feelings on personal matters that my friends always believe I have my all together. So ironically enough while I’m good at helping my friends communicate I’m terrible when it comes to communicating about myself (yippee⁉️ #imworkingonitiswear ) more or less I’m laid back, However I did used to be more of a doormat, luckily I don’t bend backwards for every little thing that breathes now LMAO. I do have a bit of a competitive streak when it comes to games (cough uno cough) and I definitely have a penchant of using my mind and other mediums as a form of escapism. Which can be ok, but sometimes I overdo it.

LOOKS: Medium length dark brown hair, round hazel eyes. I have a round face, and here in the future I want to get wispy bangs to compliment my face shape :D. Pale but not too pale skin, I have the pear shape body type, in the sense that my hips are wide, and I have somewhat big thighs but other wise I’m relatively flat. I do have a bit of chub when it comes to my midsection. Oh! I’m like 5’5 (maybe a little taller????)

LIKES: My cats Basil and Mugwort (literally my sons). I prefer more morose weather like rain. I quite like fall compared to the other seasons. I used to draw a lot but now I don’t as much, still a joyful hobby nonetheless. Recently bought a couple new books and am getting back into the grove of loving reading once more. I will absolutely demolish croutons of any kind. Currently really into mlp, it’s those TikTok infection slideshows I swear (I redownloaded the game….) I like to ramble about my interests like animation and its evolution, cats (the breeds, the care, the everything), and much much more.

DISLIKES: I hate beans. The taste. The texture. If I see beans in food it’s an immediate ick. I will gag. Overstimulating events, like I can bear with it and grow accustomed to it, but that’s doesn’t mean I’ll like it every single time. I hate being/feeling like a burden. Oh and not really a dislike and more of an annoyance(?) the fact that ritz cheese and cracker packs don’t come with the little red plastic spatula to spread your cheese anymore. I assume because it could prove to be a choking hazard, but still I’m just like 😞

LOVE LANGUAGES: Had to really scroll through my gallery because I did take an online test before!! Physical Touch was my highest (ie im extremely touch starved but am too awkward to initiate </3) Something in me just yearns for some kind of comforting touch, but I always tend to swallow it back and push it away for fear of rejection. After that focus, intellect, acts, and words of affirmation were literally all tied not even 5% behind phys touch. I’m just a kind of mentally paralyzed overthinking insecure(ish) gal, my bad bro 😎 But on a real note the confirmation that I’m being seen and heard will make me melt.

Alright!!! Hopefully my yapping was coherent and not a chore to read through!! I think it’s really cool you’re doing this and I’m mainly curious to see who it is you’d pair with me! Because I have a favorite character in mind who’d jump with joy to see, but that’s just because of bias 😭😭

And if it’s not too much of a bother is it alright to ask not to pair me with angel dust? It’s mainly personal preference so hopefully it’s not too much of a bother :))🫶🫶🫶

hey zo! this was quite the adventure to read through haha, after some deciding, I decided to go with…

Alastor !!

I can see you and Alastor meshing well together due to your craving of a platonic bond (you both may or not have a QPR? idk)

Alastor takes deep appreciation for not only your charisma and wit, but also your ability to read the room and match everyone’s energy, it’s helpful in certain situations with him

He isn’t the most touchy feely person you’ll meet in Hell, but he does make an effort, you’ll both usually have your arms loops while holding hands, or he’ll let you lay your head in his lap while he reads and he’ll rub your scalp

But Alastor isn’t afraid to tell you how it is, he makes sure you know your worth, and that he sees you all too clearly

[chawsthetransfemdino]

I just got back from a horror convention down in Maryland (Monster Mania) and the gender envy was going HARD. Idc that it's cosplay, I still want their gender god damnit. I did get to meet David Arquette tho and I fanboyd HARD about his pro-wrestling career.

I went with a friend and it's her Birthday tomorrow, so David gave her a free autograph (normally $60) and then she started fanning out so we both were fanning out HARD

Then she went to meet Tom Savini and he was lame ngl. He didn't really talk at all, even tho his line was empty, but she got a picture so she was happy

I carried her stuff around (she got more selfies than I did so I held the stuff), including her Beetlejuice purse, and bc ig I'm fem passing now and I was holding a purse, some random Krampus cosplayer referred to me as a girl and I tweaked SO HARD. Like, THANK YOU SO MUCH SIR. YOU'RE THE BEST. Sadly, I was on boy-mode bc I'm not out to my dad so I had to "correct" him.

I got a book called "Cthulu explains it all" and an autograph with David Arquette. There wasn't a lot of merch, which bumbed me out bc I've been looking for a Hellraiser puzzle box for a while now, and I still haven't found one

We stopped at a record store on the way back tho and I got Mettalicas black album for $20 which is EXTREMELY cheap so yippee

[chaoticbuggybitchboy]

Hi!

I do not answer donation asks and do not reblog most donation posts. For my mental health. Seriously.

Nicholases: Anthony Mikey

Nicks: ant; glow

Gender: wobbly (transmasc enby)

Pronouns: ey/vey/zey/they/he any just get silly

Orient.: aro/ace

Status: queerplatonic whore WITH THE BEST QP GF IN THE WORLD

Age: minor ig

Pronouns Page

Languages: English (native), Spanish (decent), Romanian (bad)

Brain Stuff: OCD, ADHD, autism, psychosis, PTSD, bipolar disorder

Physical Stuff: hyper-mobile Ehlers Danlos Spectrum Disorder; postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome; migraines

DMs?: I’m awkward and may not answer at all. If I don’t say anything after like, two days just assume I either forgot or was just uncomfortable but didn’t want to say anything. Feel free to try again if u want with something else I might reply then. I’m an unpredictable feral rat about DMs sometimes. Idk. Don’t assume I hate you.

Tone tags?: yes

Asks: anything nonsexual and not asking me for money I will not respond to those

Flirting/compliments?: non romantic and nonsexual

Swearing: I swear so much I don’t always register the use of the word fuck and my phone has autocorrected ‘duck’ to ‘fuck’ before.

Previously pinned post: horses

My overly active ao3: ant_is_in_an_anthill

My neglected art blog: @ants-awesome-art-blog (also present here tagged as ‘ant art go brr’)

My danger days fic specifically: endangered gays fic (yes! That’s me!! I’m that guy!! Yippee!!)

Side blogs:

@cherri-cola-soda & @broken-acid-in-the-morning-light & @moth-moon-the-whore & @dead-spider-in-the-sun & @crazy-yellow-bitch (kjrp)

Things I talk about pretty consistently:

- danger days

- Myself

- My danger days fic

Blog tags and more abt me under the cut

Things I talk about sporadically:

- Dracula

- The Historian

- The end Cretaceous Extinction Event

- Star Wars

- TMA & TMAGP

- Languages

- Bears in trees

- Other assorted music artists

- My intense craving for a Mikey Way 2012 fender bass guitar

Tags (I’m still sorting my blog so it’s sporadic and more will be added)

Chaoticbuggybitchboy - literally anything I said words on

Some blogs I interact with semi regularly have their urls tagged

Malevolent ant - me thinking about malevolent whenever I remember to listen to it (sunny I’m so sorry)

Complaining - me. Complaining. About anything and everything

I have a couple levels of vent tags there’s mild vent and cw vent

Infodumping in the tags again - what it sounds like

Ant activated - things relating to world events and general activism stuff

Making up words - for when I’m making up words again

Me when he /p - me posting about a boy I like. I’m sorry. Not stopping.

Ayudame - when I need help but in Spanish

Wtnv rambles - welcome to Nightvale, where I ramble.

Ant the space cadet - Star Wars talk

Showing and telling :] - yeah

My posts that hit it off - ones that took off in some way

My hit bit posts - the two(!!!!) posts bears in trees official reblogged

Marigold corpse fic - a different thing I wrote, also up on ao3 :]

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[fortemelody]

(context you prob need for this story: i am gender-fluid)

a lil rant about a moment i had recently

i remember going to the mall with someone i had never hung out with before about a month ago and wanting to look presentable.

it kinda hit me that day that how i interpreted“presentable” in my mind was automatically feminine despite this friend literally being someone else in the lgbtq+ community as well (so they would’ve accepted me now matter how i presented). nevertheless, i curled my hair and made sure my makeup was perfect.

i came home after a very long day, looked at myself in the mirror and just kinda went in my head “this isn’t me”.

it honestly was a terrifying but much needed realization. i obviously don’t feel like this all the time becus of my gender changing constantly, and also my brain just decides to like certain feminine things over others too (for example i discovered a new found love for painting my nails earlier this year; something i used to not like). no matter what gender i feel like though, i think a good basis to live by now is if i can look at myself and be satisfied with what i see at that current moment.

i’m still learning a lot more about myself though and it’s honestly quite frustrating. before this moment i haven’t felt much dysphoria, but now i think i do to a degree. like it definitely doesn’t anxiously overtake my life (that’s just how i personally feel and i am grateful for that) but it’s to the point where i did actually just get a binder (yippee!) and stopped wearing most makeup. im also confused as to if i actually “feel” like a boy or if i just wanna dress like one (both are valid i just genuinely don’t know regarding myself 😭). and finally the worse offender: i’m so worried that due to my confusing and not fairly dramatic dysphoria that this is just a “phase” even though i would never tell this god awful phrase to any other trans person and it’s been over three years since i came out to my friends.

being gender-fluid literally got me tweakin like ohmygoddhgkgkgkrlelsl why couldn’t god just give me ONE GENDER LIKE WHO JAMMED THE PRINTER IN HEAVEN

yknow how there’s that sayin “april showers bring may flowers” okay well what about “may dysphoria brings pride month euphoria” LIKE PRETTY PLEASE YALLL I CANT DO THIS NO MO ☹️☹️☹️

[starpotionz]

Subway stops

Rise! Donnie x Gender Neutral! Reader

IM BACK BITCHES! Sorry it took so long, life got crazy man. But I’m at college now so yippee! And I finally present you with my long awaited Donatello one shot subway stops

Enjoy!

The first time you ever met Donatello was precisely 8 years and 6 months ago. A very specific amount of time, but since that first moment where small tear filled eyes meet the gaze of wide shocked ones you’ve counted the days between each meeting you inevitably have with the purple terrapin. Especially after you two became romantically intertwined, but I digress.

You met him when you were 6. One of your front teeth had fallen out earlier that morning so your cheery mood couldn’t even begin to be dampened. Clutching tightly onto your mother’s hand, your tiny feet stumbled across the concrete floors of the New York Subway station. She had just retrieved you from your mandatory after school extracurricular activity and wanted to get the both you home as soon as possible. It was Dad’s turn to make dinner that night. You remembered him mentioning it that morning before your mother took you to school.

Your father’s cooking by all means wasn’t perfect, but he was definitely the better cook out of your parents. Your mother’s stride quickened as she weaved through the thick crowd of New Yorkers.

In the corner of your eye you saw an old poster for the 5th Lou Jitsu movie on the wall. Your interest was immediately peaked and you slowed down your jog to stare at it longer. You stood there admiring the poster as your mother’s grip slipped and she continued through the crowd without you.

It was a few moments of uninterrupted admiring went bye till you reached to squeeze your mother’s hand but it wasn’t there. She was gone and you were left all alone.

All

Alone ……

Shocked to your core, you numbly glance back at the Lou Jitsu poster hoping it’ll bring you comfort.

Someone shoved into you as they were heading towards their own destination and the impact brown your resolve. You started bawling and ran towards the least crowded area you could see with your blurry vision.

Everything was caving in on you, ringing all around. There was no way out. No salvation. No mom to comfort you.

No one

No way out

NO

WAY

OUT

“Um.. A-are you ok?” A small voice inquired. You shoved you face farther into your arms. During your panic you had fallen and closed in upon yourself for some semblance of comfort.

“ ‘mn not ok. I’m lost and I don’t have my mommy a-and someone shoved me and I-I-I” you could barely get out a full sentence before the tears came out like a flood.

This startled the other child and he sat down next to you rocking back and forth. “I’m not the best at comforting others, but I promised my brothers I’d try so uh don’t cry…..please.”

You glanced up from your arms and sniffed “…..you really aren’t good at comforting”

“HEY! AT LEAST IM TRYING! Empathy isn’t really my thing” he snapped. Looking at his face you realized he was a turtle… or well a turtle who looked human. Or was he a Herman looking turtle-ANYWAY back to the turtle boy thing.

“Well..” you pondered “what is your thing Mr. Turtle” Your lips upturned a bit at his frustration, he may not be good at comforting but he was really funny to talk too that’s for sure.

“I’m glad you asked peasant for I am the greatest GENUIS SCIENTIST, DONATELLO! You can applaud now. Go ahead.” He boasted as he waved his three fingered hand at you, urging you to clap.

You snickered as a laugh bubbled from your chest, “Oh yea? Great and powerful scientist Donatello. What science do you do?”

“I invent things obviously” he rolled his eyes. Donatello’s face went blank for a moment, his eyes focused ahead as he mulled over a thought. He looked back at you and thought once more before speaking again.

“You can call me Donnie, not even my dad calls me Donatello.” He fiddled with his fingers “-WAIT! you never told me your name”

“My name? Oh uh-“ you uttered your name to Donnie and he nodded as he repeated it.

“Well now that we are properly acquainted-“

Donnie stopped his sentence as both of you hear your name being frantically yelled. The woman sounded heartbroken and desperate to find you. Wait, you knew who that was.

“MOMMA!” you jumped up as you faced her direction. You couldn’t see her from where you were but she was here. She had really came.

“Is that your mom?” Donnie asked. His words startled you as you quickly turned around to face him.

“Yea it is” Your tone got quieter, but an idea popped into you head and you jumped up startling the port turtle, “ Hey, let’s be friends ok? I think your funny so um meet me here tomorrow ok?” You proposed with stars in your eyes.

“Oh uh yea ok.” Donnie nodded, taking over your proposition, “Yea I’ll see you tomorrow right here”

“Right here!” You smiled at him and grabbed his hands to swing around with your own. Your mother cried your name and you yelled back to her that your coming.

You took one last look at Donnie before you let his hands go and went back to your mother’s waiting arms. As you were walking , you turned around to walk backwards and yelled “TOMMOROW!”

Donnie gave a small smile and cupped his hands over his mouth to yell back “TOMORROW!”

He waved as you turned back around rushing towards your frantic mother. Yeah Donnie was definitely looking forward to tomorrow. After all, he had his own special friend to hang out with and show how cool he was.

Tomorrow was gonna be amazing.

It took me two years BUT ITS DONE HAHAHAHAH also Imma change my name cause I’m not felling my old one anymore. As always Thxs for reading and Cowabunga

[hana-bobo-finch]

yapping under the cut

normally I post my insane ramblings on my other blog rather than here but it is good news I think? so it will be here

so I um! came out to my mom! sort of! It was more so just vaguely trying to hint at it because I couldn’t talk for the life of me but the point was made. i didn’t get to fully explain everything because I was hysterically crying and stammering the whole time but I think it is ok. didn’t really get a chance to talk after finally saying it and not just talking around it (others came home and we had to have dinner) but from what I did manage to get out I think everything is fine?? she seemed to get what I was saying, like the whole “not feeling like a girl not feeling like a boy not feeling like anything” thing. so uh. yeah yippee for me? I am still kinda absolutely terrified but it’s not as bad as it was earlier. like I have been on the verge of a panic attack all day. will probably talk about it with her more tomorrow but at least what I know right now I think it’s all ok. still don’t really know her full stance on it but yeah it’s ok I think. Still feel kinda sick from stress but I’m relieved. feel a bit better and more comfortable about it all. shoutout to yorke pikmin, whose androgynous vibes fueled the Great Gender Crisis of 2024

[old-poptart]

AAAAAAA IM 🦄BACK🦄

hanako/tsukasa(and if possible boy!akane) x a Brazilian reader?? like, who has a stronger accent, and has weird habits aaaaa I'm going to die 🦄

a/n: YIPPEE YAY!!!! WE LOVE LATINOS RAHHHHHH, dont die dawg 😓

ANYWAYS ONTO THE HEAD CANONZ!!!!!

warnings: none i could think of

Hanako 🌺, Tsukasa 🥀, and Akane Aoi 👓 with a Brazilian reader (gender neutral):

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Hanako 🌺:

"gorgeous.. absolutely gorgeous"

he thinks it's so cool that you're brazilian!!!

he honestly sees it as a pro, having a hot ahh latino s/o is a win in his book

hanako would wanna learn how to speak portuguese (it's so that he can flirt with you more in the language)

correct his pronunciation please he's butchering it so much

your accent is so cute!! he loves hearing it, he'd make up stupid excuses to hear you talk more ☠️

"really? and how do you say 'i have the best and hottest boyfriend in the world and i would never give him up for anything'?"

loves to tease you about it though, nothing about you is safe from his teasing ahh 😹

hanako would love to try any dishes from there, especially the ones you like

"is there anything like donuts???"

if you celebrate any traditions, he would love to celebrate them with you! you're such a pleasure to be around~

all in all, he loves you and your habits, ya goober

Tsukasa 🥀:

"ooo that's interesting!! you interest me as well~"

big question asker dawg

you better have some snacks with you it's gonna be a long ride of questions ranging from your mother tongue to what do you do to celebrate events

he will do whatever in his power to get you anything remotely similar to your favorite brazilian foods or lil trinkets

"look s/o!! i got you some maria mole!!"

"tsukasa that's just a marshmallow-"

he's tryin dawg give him some credit

does not understand what you say whenever you speak your mother tongue but always smiles when you do

like hanako, he thinks your accent is very cute!! the way you pronounce your words brings a blush to his ghostly face

tsukasa himself is weird too, so he would gladly partake in any questionable activities you have planned

he would learn any dances that interest you so that he can show off his moves to you

he's moving like a twig please help him

Akane Aoi 👓:

"oh please, enlighten me!"

i have a suspicion that akane has some portuguese up his sleeve

it's a bit rusty bear with him he's trying his best, he wants to impress you 😓

he loves to learn about your culture!! no matter what you talk to him about, whether it's your favorite food or event, he's all ears

akane would love to attend any events with you in his free time

"oh ive seen this dance before!! it looks marvelous"

dawg is so in love with you

i can see that different dialects fascinate him, so when he hears your voice he can't help but smile and giggle like a lil girl

if you're ever insecure about your accent, he'll reassure you a ton!! positive affirmations being whispered between your lips as you two kiss, how romantic~

he'd be more than happy to try out some dishes!!

he'd learn to cook your favorite dish

overall, he loves you and your goofy lil antics. what a cute couple~

RAHHH THIS WAS SO KEWL, HOPE YOU ENJOY!

-ooga :D

[icedcoffee-cream]

Pecker, Peter, Prick * Miles Quaritch

Pairing: Recombinant Miles Quaritch/Gn Na'vi Reader (reader had no specified gender but they do possess a "dick")

Word count: 597 (sorry!)

Warnings: Minors DNI, Description of sex, Anal Sex/Penetration Swearing, no spoilers for ATWOW (shout-out to the lovely @bippiti for helping me out with this!)

(you probably: YIPPEE! Been waiting to read this for almost 2 weeks and ..it's only...597 words...)

You both make tsaheylu gently, but the rest is anything but.

—--

Quaritch feels a shiver ripple down his spine when your hips buck, he feels you prod at his prostate. His brows tense and his cock twitches. God. You were big, but Quaritch was never one to turn down a challenge, especially one so delicious, just the tip had him groaning. But despite how good you felt messaging his insides, your pace was agonizingly slow and calculated, working your length down his anus inch by inch while your hands felt him up, pinching his now sore nipples.

“Hurry the hell up, or we're not doing this anymore.” Quaritch hisses.

“This was your idea, dumbass.”

“Just!... Get on with it.”

You giggle and lean down to give your partner a sloppy kiss, tongue sneaking its way past his lips and sharp teeth to give his own a gentle rub. Muscular arms wrap around you to try to deepen the kiss, the languid strokes of his tongue against your own draws out a quiet moan from your mouth. You pull away with another giggle. Slowly at first, you begin rolling your hips.

Quartich was never really a vocal person, especially not in bed, but with the way you begin working your shaft in and out; his throat can't help but wrung out a strangled groan. He wants to feel embarrassed, but he can't bring himself to feel guilty with himself, this 'was' his idea after all. His hands shot up to your sternum and gave whatever fat his hand latched on a not so gentle squeeze, hard enough to leave nail marks but not enough to leave bruises. He shudders and pants as you keep up the rhythm, Already he could feel that delicious coil of relief tense up in his cock, but it's not enough.

“Harder.”

“Huh?” you pant

“Goddammit –go faster!” he grabs your hips and presses you hard against him, hips rolling and grinding to get as much friction as he can. With the connection of your queues, It's almost as if you can feel everything he can, your mouth hangs open and eyes shut tight in ecstasy. Quaritch snarls and hisses, legs wrapping around your torso, the heels of his –dirty– boots digging into the fat of your cheeks. You lean down to rest both hands on either side of his head, giving him a perfect view of your chest. His weeping cock leaks all over his stomach when he feels you snap your hips harder, he whines at the feeling. Ears tilted back and nose scrunched up in sheer pleasure. You suddenly stop at the sound, knob still fully lodged inside his hole, Quaritch growls at the cessation, sound coming within the confines of his rib cage.

“What the hell!?.”

He refuses to tell you he was close. So, so fucking close.

“What was that?!” you ask with a mischievous smile.

“What was wha–Who cares!” Miles groans as he begins rubbing his dick against the soft pudge of your stomach. His hands shoot up to grab onto your biceps, moving them up and down in hopes that your body will too. Your giggle is wobbly with the movement, and you decide you'd ask about it later.

“Alright, alright! But first let go of me!” you brush away his tight grasp from your arms and pin them on either side of his head with as much pressure as you can. You roll your hips, teasingly pummeling the tip into his prostate. “Don't forget, soldier boy, I'm in control here.”

“Like hell you are”

—-

I wholeheartedly apologize for the long wait, you guys were super patient with me and I feel kinda bad for giving you guys so little. Originally this was going to be at least a 2k fic but due to school and life struggles I couldn't finish it up. HOWEVER! I will most likely edit this when I have the time. 😀

[deadghosy]

HANGING OUT WITH NARUTO

KUSHINA!ENBY READER

AGE:10

"[Y/N]-CHANNN!!!! WAKE UP PLEASEEEEE!!!"

Naruto had yelled in your ear as he had try to gently shake you awake but you wouldn't budge so he came to the last resort.

Yelling like an mad-man.

"EHH WHO THE FUCK IS IN MY HOUSE??!" You had gotten up to Naruto's yelling and immediately in self defense, you had grabbed the 'intruder' by the shirt and thrown them out of your room.

Naruto immediately was knocked out but was some what okay. He shook his head to stay awake. He soon  looked up to see your hair flying and you about to punch the lights out of him.

"EHEEHH ITS ME ITS ME NARUTO!!" He said quickly as he shielded himself with his arms. He waited for his death but soon meet with you talking

"Oh! Hey Naruto what you doin here?" You said.

Your entire mood changed made which made Naruto sweatdropped 'man [Y/n]-chan sure is scary sometimes...' he thought

➶➶➶➶➶ TIME SKIP ➷➷➷➷➷

"So you broke into MY HOME, so you could hang out with me?" You questioned, as you sat on your couch with your legs crossed with Naruto, bowing down in apology.

(Like this)

"Y-y-yes [n/n]...I was just bored and I wanted to see you!" Naruto said as he stuttered a bit since he was pretty still shaking from you almost knocking him out.

He was soon met with silence

"...............

zzzzz"

"EEEH [Y/N]-CHAN WAKE UP!"

Naruto shook your shoulder, hoping that you would wake up again.

But your body said otherwise.

Your body reacted in a way that was crazy. Your leg jolted up and kicked Naruto making him getting knocked into a wall.

"O...ouch."

༻꫞꯭ TIMESKIP JUTSU- ꫞꯭༺

You were dressed in your favorite outfit to go out as Naruto was forced to wear something else than orange like.

As his best friend you made sure this boy had drip going out as since you got paid with some money working at Ichiraku Ramen, you were happy at what Naruto was wearing.

Naruto was basically wearing a white shirt with a orange fox in the middle of the shirt, and  light blue shorts. While you had an outfit that matched his. (You could imagine how the outfit looks)

"....isn't this like what couples do" naruto mumbled

"mh? What you say naru?"

"N-NOTHIN!" Naruto exclaimed as he blushed at the thought.

"Ight!" You said as you giggled

You and Naruto were hanging out in the village, talking and asking about where to go for a while. "HEY LETS GET SOME ICHIRAKU RAMEN, MY TREAT!" Naruto suggested as he pointed to himself with his thumb.

You were thinking about it.

"Ya know...Yeah that doesn't sound too bad."

"YIPPEE!! You wont regret this!" Naruto exclaimed and grabbed your hand with your soft/rough hand. He blushed at the feeling of your hand, as you both are smiling and laughing.

Soon after you made it to the ramen shop, still holding hands. The old man, Teuchi Ichiraku saw you and Naruto and smiled softly. "Ah Naruto my boy, I see you brought your girlfriend again." 

You blushed at the statement as you let go of Naruto's hand and started to sway side to side while cupping the sides of your cheeks. "Heyyy I can't be that cute heheh." 

Naruto pinched your cheek as in a way to get your attention. "Stop lying [n/n], you are adorable." He said looking serious.

"Also old man, they don't have a specific gender. SO THATS WHY THEY ARE GOING TO BE MY LOVER IN THE FUTURE!"

Before he could get one more word in you bonked him in the head.

"EHH NARU PLEASE DONT YELL SOMETHING LIKE THAT, YA HEAR!!" your face felt warmer as you looked away from the boy "but it's true though.." Naruto mumbled

Teuchi laughed at the duo, or should I say couple in his mind.  "Cmon kids let's get your feast on!"

“HAI” both you and Naruto yelled in excitement

~few hours later~

After Naruto had 15 bowls, you had 20 to show off your dominance. Naruto promised as he did and paid teuchi.

"How about dessert Naruto!" You wanted to end this day with some type of sweet food in your stomach. "Sure [Y/N]-chan, what do you wanna have?" As he was finna pull out his wallet, but you held down his hand. Naruto looked up at you confused.

"I wouldn't want my future 'husband' to go broke huh." You teased Naruto as payback at what happened at Ichiraku Ramen.

Naruto face immediately went red as his legs started to wobble. "Ehhhh..hehhehehe, OF COURSE! Cause when I become hokage I'll be able to get you anything you want [y/n]-chan!" He said. And he meant it all.

"Now now, naru. You need me to be a independent person one day. So don't waste you money on me, ya hear?"

"Yeah yeah. NOW LETS GET DESSERT!!!"

"NOW YOU'RE TALKIN! HEHEEH"

you and Naruto started talking about how you were soon going to be ninjas and how you were gonna make people remember y'all's names.