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invincibledc · 8 months ago

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Need more pretty boy wonderboy!reader 🙏

“Pretty boy.”

Pair: Supersons x Wonderboy!reader

Summary: It’s hard being the pretty one of the trio. The five times Wonderboy!reader has been called pretty.

Genre: fluff

The first time, was the supersons were just ten. The Amazon male had accidentally made Damian angry, so angry that he didn’t know any insult of that moment.

Jon watched Y/N run fast from the angry tanned boy. He was screaming in Arabic and then Chinese. It was scary as Jon just hide behind a couch as Y/N then forced himself to fly for safety.

Damian threw anything he could at the damned Amazon boy. Practically trying to corner him. “GET DOWN PRETTY BOY!” Damian yells, now in English as he throws a mug at the boy.

That’s when it went silent and time felt slow before the Amazon male spoke up.

“I’m pretty?” Y/N smirks with crossed arms, now the tip of Damian’s ears were red. Jon had to hold the boy back, cause somehow this shorty jumped up and caught the warrior.

The second time, was at a beach. But the beach experience was a little sandy and terrible.

Sand was too hot, Jon had to carry the Amazon male and Wayne. Then Damian stayed under an umbrella as the two strong boys were playing in the water or playing volleyball.

After all that playing, the Amazon male had bought a sandwich, but the sandwich was stolen by a damn seagull which angered Y/N. He was hungry, and no one fucks with his lunch.

The Amazon boy was flying and rushing after that damn seagull. But the seagull then pooped on the Amazon male, made the boy more enraged as he grips the throat of the seagull and made it spit it out. “Ugh…what a waste of time.” The poop was cleaned off but Jon could only smile at the Amazon male.

“You’re so pretty…” Jon says, a love sick expression on his face as the Amazon male had an annoyed expression by the heat beaming on him.

“Jon…now’s not the time.”

The third time, it was random. Y/N was lifting up a car to throw at a robot. With one swift move of lifting the car up, holding it over his head and hurling at the robot. Completely destroying it, the Amazon failed to see some admirers watching him.

Y/N quickly flew around with Jon close to him, Jon user his heat vision to melt anything that dare to get close to the duo.

As the area was cleared, Wonderboy stood there looking around, he felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around to see someone his age.

“Hey! Pretty boy, thanks for saving me.” The teen says to the amazon male. “Oh! Um no problem man…” the Amazon teen says awkwardly. The teen his age only smiled. “So like are you—”

“He’s taken.” Robin says quickly, wonderboy nervously chuckled and flew off with superboy close behind as Robin took a piggy back ride on the Amazon’s back.

The fourth time, was when a model agency asked him with agency he was in.

Y/N and the boys were at the mall, relaxing and not paying attention to anything as it was their free day from work and school.

Y/N walked off, wanting to use the bathroom as Jon and Damian were arguing which color would be great for bracelets.

As the Amazon male finished his business and was walking back to the food court, he got stopped by a lady with a clearly blonde wig. “Darling! Do you model? Which agency if you do. I couldn’t help but see your beauty, your pretty structure is what my agency needs.” The lady says with a smile.

“I don’t model…” y/n says softly. The woman cups the teen’s hands. “Oh darling but you would look amazing modeling for me!” She then pulls a card out from her coat. “If you ever want to model for me, find me.” She says, she then walks off.

The older teen looked confused but shrugged as he walked back to his best friends.

The fifth time, was special. The Amazon boy was in the snowy weather. A red scarf wrapped around his neck, the cold hair had tinted some part of the teenager. He blows out cold air with a soft smile. Turning his head, he caught sight of Jon and Damian standing there, looking at him.

“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongues?” The boy says with a soft smile. Jon immediately speeds over to the Amazon male with a red face, as Damian walked over with a small smile. “Hello Prince.”

“Hey guys..” Jon let go of the Amazon male, cupping the boy’s face. “I’m glad you’re here with us! We got so many presents for you.” Jon says, he then kisses the forehead of the Amazon male. Jon moved back so Damian could get a hug in. “I missed you too..Y/N.” Y/N softly chuckles and kissed Damian’s head. “Yeah yeah, I missed ya guys as well.”

“Yeah we missed our pretty boyfriend.”

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cece693 · 3 months ago

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Tony stark with a male model

A one night stand but tony catches feelings . After pursuing him they get in a relationship. But everyone (avengers) thinks its not gonna last , since they kept it secret for readers career

I love your writing ,its the gift that keeps on giving

OMG, I love this idea and it features my favorite avenger :) Just the idea of Tony being with another person in the limelight and who (perhaps) can relate to the idea of no privacy is pretty cute. I let my imagination go wild on this.

Runway Lover

pairing: tony stark x male reader tags: one night stand, flirty male reader, Tony changing your mind, he's really thoughtful, doesn't have clear timeline, nor does reader have a set age but he's definitely younger than Tony

Tony Stark rarely found himself preoccupied with anyone’s interests but his own. He’d lived a life of fleeting conquests, glitzy parties, and elaborate inventions that somehow never failed to fascinate the world—or himself. But you? You’d strolled right into his life with the confidence of a runway model (which you literally were) and changed his entire perspective on what an “entanglement” could be.

The party in the middle of downtown Manhattan was alive with spinning lights and pulsing music. Tony had been invited to some high-end charity event—something he would normally treat as an opportunity to flash his new suit design or advertise Stark Industries’ philanthropic side. Yet that night, all Tony could focus on was the man who’d caught his eye the minute he walked in.

You.

Truth be told, Tony had recognized you from one of those glossy magazine covers Pepper brought in. You were a rising star in the modeling industry, commanding catwalks in Milan, Paris, and New York with effortless poise. Meeting you in person sparked something in Tony’s chest he couldn’t name—a certain curiosity, maybe even a challenge. He was used to everyone swooning or falling over themselves for him. You, however, looked him straight in the eye and gave a smile that suggested you already knew exactly the effect you had on Tony Stark.

He wasn’t used to being read so easily, and he found it irresistible.

The conversation began with harmless banter: Tony dropping flirty one-liners, you leaning in with a mischievous grin. One thing led to another—fingers brushing, pulses quickening. By the end of the night, between hushed whispers and more than a few stolen glances, you both decided to head to Tony’s penthouse.

It wasn’t Tony’s usual approach to actually stay the entire night. Typically, he’d offer breakfast as a courtesy (or an excuse for himself to sneak out gracefully). But he ended up lingering long enough to watch the sunrise with you, feeling strangely at ease simply lying in bed, listening to your soft breathing. In the morning, you parted ways without much fuss—no exchanging numbers, no promises. You had your whirlwind schedule to get back to, and Tony had a million-dollar empire to run and the Avengers to help manage. Both of you knew it was just supposed to be a one-time thrill.

Except Tony couldn’t stop thinking about you.

Days turned into a week, and Tony found himself replaying your smile, recalling the shape of your body beneath him. When he realized he couldn’t get rid of the memory, he did what Tony Stark did best: he acted. Discreet queries here and there. A call to a major modeling agency friend. Casually dropping your name at events in hopes someone might have your info. Finally, he got his hands on your direct contact. Did it feel a tad stalker-like? Maybe, but Tony told himself that was exactly how the world of the rich and famous worked. And he had to see you again.

So began the flowers, the text messages, the “spontaneous” run-ins. At first, you were taken aback by Tony’s sudden interest; you never pegged him as the persistent type. You expected him to forget all about you, chalk the night up to a fling. But the man who invented an arsenal of Iron Man suits was not about to let something slip through his fingers once it piqued his interest.

He invited you to lavish dinners—private and away from paparazzi. He’d take you for helicopter rides at sunset, then drop you off at your next shoot as if it were nothing. He even started learning about haute couture, reading up on modeling contracts and runway schedules just to find ways to accommodate your time.

After weeks of Tony’s relentless flirting and genuine displays of interest, you gave in. Soon, you found yourself falling into a relationship with the billionaire genius…only, you both agreed it had to remain hidden for now. Your modeling career hinged on maintaining your “single, adventurous lifestyle” image, and Tony’s unpredictability threatened to overshadow everything if the press got wind of the two of you.

Sneaking around turned out to be oddly thrilling. Despite Tony’s larger-than-life persona, he excelled at hush-hush getaways—he had the resources, after all. When you weren’t busy traveling for fashion shows, you’d slip into Avengers Tower late at night, or Tony would appear backstage in a private dressing room, carefully timing his visits so no one would suspect a thing.

You knew the risk. Tony was a big name, an unpredictable man with a big personality. You and he were from two completely different worlds, each with its own demands. Models traveled, Tony saved the world. Some nights you worried it would never work long-term. But every time Tony caught your eye, or snuck an arm around your waist in the privacy of a quiet corridor, or whispered how he was grateful you put up with him—every flicker of tenderness reminded you that there might be something real here. Something that transcended your celebrity images.

Tony never missed an opportunity to reassure you. He’d leave encouraging texts right before a big runway show: Knock ‘em dead, handsome. – T. When your schedule exploded and stress weighed on your shoulders, he’d whisk you off on the Stark Industries jet for a day trip somewhere scenic, telling you to breathe. And when you asked him why, when he could be juggling a dozen different things, he chose you?

He always had the same reply: “Because I want to—and because you’re worth it.”

One night, after a particularly grueling day of photo shoots for a designer brand, you arrived back at your apartment to find Tony on your doorstep. He was leaned against the wall, wearing worn jeans and a T-shirt, a baseball cap pulled low. By his feet was takeout from your favorite Thai place.

“Tony, what are you—?”

He shrugged, lifting the bag. “You’ve gotta eat. Also, I was hoping to see if you were free this weekend. I wanted you to come to a small Avengers get-together. I mean, it’s not the big official gatherings—just us plus pizza. Real low-key.”

You blinked. “Wouldn’t that, you know, raise eyebrows about us?”

Tony lifted an eyebrow, lips quirking in a half-grin. “They already have plenty of suspicions. Besides, I…kinda want them to see what I see. When you’re comfortable, of course.” It was a giant step. You knew that the Avengers had never been exactly sold on your relationship. But Tony’s eyes were sincere, and the warm feeling in your chest let you know you were ready to stand by his side.

That weekend, you arrived at a casual get-together in an understated jacket and simple jeans, hardly looking like the runway star the world knew you as. Tony’s eyes lit up when you walked in. A few heads turned—Steve, Natasha, Clint, Bruce, and Sam, plus a couple others. Tony slid an arm around you in full view of everyone, a gesture that spoke volumes. The silence was brief before Sam cleared his throat, stepping forward to greet you warmly. Soon, the hush turned into chatter, and you realized that while there were still a few raised eyebrows, there was also acceptance.

No big announcements, no press releases. Just you, Tony, and a handful of Earth’s Mightiest Heroes sharing pizza and jokes around a low table in the living area of Avengers Tower. Later, as you took a moment to yourself on the balcony, gazing over the sparkling city, Tony joined you. He offered you a soft grin. “Not how I usually do relationships, you know.”

“Oh, I’m aware,” you teased, leaning into him. “But I appreciate it.”

You felt his arm tighten around your waist. His warm breath brushed your ear as he murmured, “I want this—us—to last.”

The city lights twinkled below, but you barely noticed. You turned and caught the gentle gleam in Tony’s eyes. Maybe the Avengers’ doubts would linger for a while, maybe your modeling career would keep forcing you into secret entrances and locked doors. But standing there, pressed against Tony, the noise of doubts and naysayers faded into the background. Because when Tony Stark said he wanted something to last, for once, it didn’t sound like just another promise on the fly. It felt real.

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daniiwrites · 1 month ago

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Ties That Bind - Chapter 1

Pairing: Aaron Pierre and OC, Jade Laurent

Warnings: Minors DNI. Language.

Summary: One night stand gone wrong.

Rebuilding my tag list, so please let me know if you'd like to be added.

Chapter 1: Surprise

Her whole world boiled down to a tiny pink plus sign. Jade Laurent stared at the pregnancy test her in her hand, feeling like everything was collapsing around her. She couldn't be pregnant. Not now. Not like this. She leaned heavily against her bathroom counter, running a hand through her thick hair.

"Fuck."

Her cell phone vibrated on the counter and she sighed when she saw that it was her father, the absolute last person she wanted to talk to right now. She grabbed the phone and muted the call. Jade took a look at herself in the mirror, trying her hardest not to freak out. Thanks to her career as an ad executive, she made great money and could afford to give a baby everything it would ever need or want. But she didn't want to do this alone... that had never been her plan. But clearly plans were out the window now. She'd been told at 25 that she would most likely never conceive naturally. So she'd frozen some of her eggs in the hopes that one day, she'd meet the right man and they'd be able to try artificial insemination. But this baby, the result of a one night stand with a devastatingly beautiful man, was nothing less than a miracle. Jade sighed, covering her face with her hands. They hadn't exchanged numbers at any time before or after their night of passion, so she'd have to reach out to the friend who'd invited her to the party where she'd met him.

"Jade? Josh is asking for you."

Jade wiped her damp cheek and tucked the test away in her purse. She'd deal with this later. The face that stared back at her in the mirror looked shaken, not the confident Jade she was used to seeing. Her deep brown skin lacked its usual glow.

"I'll be right out, Chloe!"

She schooled her face and ran her fingers through her dark hair, fluffing the soft curls to perfection. Time to get back to boss mode. Her face was almost doll like and the makeup she wore delicately emphasized her best feature, her big brown eyes framed with thick black lashes. She blotted her lips one quick time and stepped out of her private bathroom, smiling when she saw her assistant Chloe waiting to accompany her.

"Everything ok?"

"I'm fine. Still fighting that cold, that's all."

Chloe handed Jade her MacBook and the two women headed towards the conference room. This was going to be their second pitch meeting for a new fitness supplement product. They'd finalized everything except their celebrity endorsements. The ad agency she worked for recently partnered with DC Comics, so Jade was expecting a handful of actors for the commercial and accompanying ad campaign. She pasted a smile on her face as she made her way into the conference room, greeting a few of her coworkers as she slid into an empty seat.

Honestly, she zoned the majority of the meeting out, offering input only when it was directly asked of her. Her mind was on a million other things, most importantly, the baby in her belly. Jade cleared her throat when they began going over the men they wanted for the ad campaign. She felt the breath leave her body when HIS face appeared on the large screen in front of her. They'd chosen a still from Rebel Ridge and his blue-green gaze seemed to stripped her bare through the screen. She hadn't been prepared for the reminder of just how incredibly beautiful the father of her child was. Aaron Pierre, or just Aaron as he'd introduced himself to her that night, seemed to stare into her soul from the screen and she cleared her throat, glancing away.

"This guy is my pick. I mean just look at him. Women love him. And men hate him because they want to be him. If he weren't an actor, I could totally see him being a male model. People would eat up anything he sold," Josh said, a smirk on his face when he saw quite a few people in the room nodding in agreement.

"I think it's between him and Jason Ritter. Ritter does have a more mainstream appeal."

Josh scoffed as he glanced over at one of his co-workers.

"What? Because he's white? He's no more mainstream that Aaron. Trust me, I've done my research on this guy. He went viral because of a damn dance down a hallway. This is the guy. Bring them both in for a screen test, but I guarantee that the bosses are going to want to go with this guy. Jade, what do you think?"

Jade cleared her throat as she found the attention on her again.

"I agree with Josh. I read over this guy's background and he's one of the top guys as far as who people are talking about right now. Rebel Ridge really put him on the map, especially with the female demographic. Considering this supplement is marketed to both men and women, I think he's our best bet. But by all means, bring them both in for screen tests and we can let the bosses decide. I can reach out and see if we can get them in here next week."

"Sounds great."

The meeting ended and Jade headed back to her office with Chloe at her side.

"Those two are hooooooot. Can I please come to the shoot?"

Jade chuckled as she glanced over at the younger woman. Honestly, she couldn't blame her one bit. Both men were deliciously attractive.

"Of course you can come, Chloe. We're gonna need the help. Just don't drool where anyone can see you," she said with a soft laugh. "Can you take care of sending out the screen test info to their people?"

"You got it. When do you want them here?"

"If possible, I'd like to see if they're available at the end of next week. I want to get the ball rolling on this as soon as possible."

Chloe nodded as she quickly took notes.

"Crew?"

"I'll call Javi and see if he's free for the test shoots. He knows how I work."

"Which guy do you want for the campaign?"

Jade pursed her lips as she thought about what she was going to say, not wanting Chloe to look too far into her answer.

"Jason seems like a sweetheart and all, but... you know I like them big. Plus there's that accent. I'd buy anything that man tried to sell me. My vote is for Aaron."

Chloe snickered as she glanced over at her boss.

"I agree. Something about those eyes of his. He looks like... like a real man, you know?"

"Oh, I know. Trust me. I'm going to go grab a coffee. You want anything?"

"Umm... one of those cookie things please?"

"Ok, I'll be right back," she said as she handed her laptop to Chloe.

Jade was in desperate need of some fresh air. She took a deep breath as she pushed the building's heavy glass doors open and stepped out into the sunlight. Her mind was moving in a million directions all at once, still struggling to process the news of her pregnancy. She still had no idea how she was going to tell Aaron. What if he didn't want a baby? What if he asked her to get an abortion? She didn't even know if he lived in Los Angeles. Jade was more than open to co-parenting this baby, but what happened if he lived eight hours away? Or across the country. She pulled the heavy Starbucks door open and headed inside, ordering her usual latte and her assistant's cookie. As she waited for her drink, her mind drifted back to that incredible night. Mind blowing didn't even begin to describe how good in bed the man was. He was an astonishingly giving lover, making her orgasm over and over before he was even completely naked. And once she'd managed to get him stripped out of the expensive suit he'd been wearing, his body had become her own private playground. He was just so damn big, muscle on muscle, and strong enough to do whatever he'd wanted to do to her. After they'd made love, he didn't leave. He held her in his arms, cradling her close as they fell asleep together. Jade had never felt safer or more content than she had that night in his arms.

And she'd left him before sunrise.

Snuck out like she was ashamed of the incredible passion she'd shared with a man she'd only known for a few hours.

Jade shook her head as she thought about the cowardly way she'd ended their one night stand. True be told, she was more than a little ashamed. He hadn't even had to work every hard to get into her panties. For a woman like Jade, one who prided herself on being a little hard to get for the average man, it was a bit of a blow to her ego the way she'd so easily succumbed to the handsome Brit. She'd tried to rationalize with herself that she deserved to cut loose sometimes. It had been forever since she'd had sex before him. And hell, she'd never had sex that good in her entire life. She hadn't even left the man her number. He had no way to contact her, even if he'd wanted to. Maybe this pregnancy was a punishment for the way she'd treated him after. Jade already knew that when she first reached out to him, there was a good chance that he would't be too receptive to anything she had to say. But she also knew that she had to swallow her pride and call him. He deserved to know about his child. She headed back up to the office with coffee and treats in tow. Once she made it back upstairs, Chloe greeted her with the news that she'd booked both test shoots for the following Thursday. That gave her less than a week to gather the nerve to come face to face with Aaron Pierre.

It was the day of the test shoots and Jade couldn't shake the nausea that had been in the pit of her belly all damn day. It was going to the first time she was seeing Aaron in almost two months and she was absolutely terrified. Both actors were due to arrive shortly and Jade was trying desperately to quell the terror in her belly. She was wearing her favorite peach colored shirt and a skirt that clung nicely to her softly rounded hips. After checking to make sure that her makeup was perfect, she took a deep breath and walked out of the bathroom. It was just her luck that he was standing out in the hallway, waiting to go into the small studio space. He hadn't seen her just yet and she took a moment to just drink his broad shouldered form in. Aaron Pierre was a truly incredible specimen. He had to be at least a solid 225 and was the kind of man who would always made her feel incredibly safe. He must have sensed her behind him and turned to face her. Jade's breath quickened and she felt her nipples peak. Damn... the father of her child was one beautiful man. His skin was the richest shade of caramel brown and all she could focus on was the memory of the way his sweat tasted on her tongue. Goddamn hormones!

"Jade."

Damn. Even the way he said her name was sexy.

"Aaron... it's good to see you."

"Is it?"

Jade frowned, glancing away. She deserved that one.

"I had that coming."

"I heard you recommended me for this."

She glanced back up at him, nodding slowly.

"I did. Thought you'd be great for our campaign."

"That the only reason?"

His green eyes held her captive, a mix of anger and passion swirling in their depths. Seeing her again did something to him, set him off kilter in a way he wasn't used to. As he glared down at her, the scent of her perfume, a mix of vanilla, bergamot and amber, drifted up to him. Images of her writhing beneath him, her fiery dark eyes meeting his as she took every fat inch of him inside her came to mind and he could feel his traitorous dick swelling in his pants. Aaron vividly remembered every single moment of their night together and it often replayed like the world's cruelest sex tape in his mind.

"No. That wasn't the only reason. I needed to see you again."

"Oh, so you can leave me alone in a hotel room again?"

"Aaron... I'm sorry," she whispered, glancing around before looking up at him. "I've never-"

"You know what? Save it. Spare me the 'never done the one night stand' line."

"I'm not lying," she hissed.

His dark eyes narrowed on her gorgeous face before he leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"I hope it was worth it, Jade. Cause no one is ever going to fuck you like I did."

The words hit her like a blow to the gut and she watched as he turned on his heel and stalked back towards set. Jade glanced around, making sure no one was paying attention to their interaction. She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, trying to mentally prepared to deal with this shoot. Today was going to be a hell of a day. She took a couple of deep, calming breaths before steeling herself. As she stepped on set, her eyes were immediately drawn to where Aaron was standing on his mark. He was talking with her camera guy, Javi, about what they were going to shoot next. The whole purpose of test shoots like this was to see how someone looked on camera and to see if their charisma translated through the screen. She focused her eyes on the monitors, noticing right away how good he looked on camera. Too damn good. Her eyes eagerly drink in his tall, broad shouldered form. Her teeth worried her lush bottom lip as she remembered the way his full lips kissed over every part of her body, those massive hands of his holding her down and making her take all of him.

"Fuck..."

"What'd you say, Jade?"

Jade cleared her throat, glancing over at her assistant.

"Oh, nothing. Just thinking out loud."

"That is one fine ass man."

Jade snickered softly when she looked over and saw the look on Chloe's face.

"And he looks great on camera. I know they're gonna want to go with him."

Both women focused their attention on Aaron as they ran through a few more poses. Jade tucked a thick chunk of dark hair behind her ear as she walked closer to the action. She fanned herself with the folded script that she had in her hand, suddenly feeling the heat from all of the lights on set. Aaron glanced up, making eye contact with her and holding the stare. Those incredible eyes of his held her captive and she was frozen in place. The corner of his mouth turned up in a cocky smirk as he let his eyes drift down to her breasts before back up to meet her gaze. The man knew exactly what he was doing to her. She looked away, blinking rapidly as she felt a bout of dizziness overwhelm her. Panic gripped her body in a cold fist and she raised her gaze back to Aaron's, seeing the way his cocky smirk quickly changed into a look of worry. Him rushing towards her was the last thing she saw before everything went black.

Seeing Jade go from rosy cheeked and turned on to watching her body sway unsteadily had Aaron's heart clenching in his chest. He made it to her just in time to keep her head from hitting the hard floor and he cradled her limp body in his arms. Aaron quickly checked her pulse, relieved to find it strong and steady. The young woman he'd seen standing at Jade's side knelt next to them, panic written all over her face.

"Oh my god! Is she ok?"

"She didn't hit her head and her pulse is strong. Has she ever fainted before?" Aaron asked.

"Not that I know of," Chloe murmured, biting her bottom lip. "Jade doesn't get sick...We should take her to the hospital. But she'll kill me if I cause a scene with an ambulance and it turns out that she's fine."

"My truck's out back. I can drive her."

Chloe glanced up at the handsome Brit for a moment before giving him a quick nod. Better safe than sorry.

"Let's go."

Jade's head lolled against his powerful chest as he carried her slight body out to his truck. As much as his ego was bruised after she'd abandoned him in his hotel room, that didn't mean a thing to his traitorous heart. He gently laid her in the backseat, resting her head against Chloe's lap. Her assistant gently brushed her hair out of her face, letting Aaron know that their relationship went a bit deeper than just work. After programming the nearest hospital into the SUV's GPS, they were on their way to the emergency room. He glanced in the rearview mirror, frowning when he noticed that Jade hadn't stirred at all and her beautiful dark skin looked clammy. They pulled up to the emergency entrance of the hospital and Aaron carefully gathered the unconscious woman in his arms, her head heavy on his chest as he carried her inside.

"She collapsed a few minutes ago," he said urgently to the nurse who rushed over to them.

"Does she have a history of fainting?"

"No," Chloe said with a shake of her head. "But she did get sick at work a few days ago."

The nurse nodded, motioning for Aaron and Chloe to follow her. They were led to a curtained off area and Aaron gently laid Jade's limp body on the bed. He held her hand in his, his forehead creased with worry. Her color was slowly coming back, but she hadn't stirred much since she'd fainted. A doctor walked in, immediately going to prop her legs up and check her blood pressure.

"How long ago did she faint?" The doctor asked, his gaze flicking between Aaron and Chloe.

"Maybe 5 minutes or so. Why hasn't she woken up yet?"

"That's what we're working on," he murmured, asking a nurse to set her up with an IV.

Jade stirred, a little frown appearing between her dark eyebrows. She groaned softly before her eyes fluttered, wincing against the harsh florescent lights.

"Where am I?"

"You're at Cedars-Sinai, Miss. Can you tell me how you're feeling?"

Her eyes flicked down to her hand, which was still being held tight in Aaron's big paw. She met his worried gaze before looking away.

"I-I... I feel a little woozy."

"Alright. I'm going to run some tests on you and we're gonna get you right as rain."

Jade nodded and she swallowed softly. The doctor quickly drew her blood, leaving her along in the observation room with Aaron and Chloe. When they ran blood tests on her, they'd discover her pregnancy. She needed Aaron to hear it from her before he overheard it from them.

"Um... Chloe, can we have a minute alone please?"

"Of course," Chloe murmured. "I'll be outside. I'll cancel your 3 o'clock."

Aaron's cat-like green eyes met hers, his stare a bit unnerving.

"I need to talk to you."

Jade braced herself against the bed, trying to push herself into a sitting position. Aaron tucked a pillow behind her before dragging a small chair over and cramming his big body into it. He leaned forward, bracing his elbows on his massive thighs as he looked over at her.

"Are you sick?" He asked softly. "Is that why you left the way you did?"

"I left because I was ashamed," she murmured, her dark eyes focused on the pulse in his throat. "I really never have done anything like that before. I...I was scared you'd think less of me in the morning. I thought I'd save myself the embarrassment and just leave before you could kick me out of your room."

"Jade, I don't think any less of you because of what we both chose to do that night."

"You don't?" she whispered before meeting his gaze again.

"Of course not. You're a beautiful woman... I had to shoot my shot with you. I was more than ready to earn you."

She scoffed softly.

"Looks like you don't have to worry about that. Didn't make you work hard to get me at all."

Aaron shook his head as he reached out, taking her small hand in his. His thumb rubbed back and forth across her satin soft skin.

"Stop that. Let me earn you this time. Let me do what I'd planned to do that morning. I wanted to take you out to breakfast... get to know the pretty girl with the most beautiful brown eyes I've ever seen."

"Aaron..."

"Why are you so hesitant?"

"Because... there's something I need to tell you. I didn't- I never thought something like this could happen to me. I was told a long time ago that it would be damn near impossible."

"Jade-"

"I'm pregnant. It's yours."

Jade felt all the air go out of her body with a big whoosh. Her eyes flicked to his face, immediately clocking the shock etched into his handsome features. His big hand tightened on hers and his green gaze dropped to her belly.

"I found out last week. I didn't know how to contact you and then you just fell into my lap like this. I swear... Aaron, I didn't think this was possible for me."

"What do you mean "didn't think this was possible?""

"I was told that a natural pregnancy wasn't in the cards for me. I guess you've got magical sperm or something." She let out a small, slightly hysterical laugh. Her heart felt like it was about to pound out of her chest.

Aaron reached out, gently cradling her cheek with his free hand and Jade couldn't help the way her eyes closed and she tilted her face into his touch. There was something so calming, so grounding about his touch.

"So... what do you want to do, Jade?"

"What do you mean "what do I wanna do"? This is the both of us."

"This isn't how I expected to be welcoming my first child. But... we did this together. If you wanna do this, I'm going to do it with you."

"How do you know I'm gonna be a good mom?"

"How do either of us know what kind of parents we're gonna be? All we can do is learn together. I meant what I said, Jade. If you want to have this baby... I take care of my responsibilities. I'll be here for you, however you need."

When her teary gaze met his, something tugged at his heart and the instinct to protect her was overwhelming. Aaron stood, gently pulling her into his arms. He softly stroked her hair, murmuring to her when she began to sob, her entire body shaking as she cried. His fingertips gently rubbed her scalp, his large hand cradling the back of her head.

"I-I'm so scared, Aaron."

"Shhh... It's ok, sweetheart. It's gonna be ok. You're not alone."

Aaron was quickly realizing that her tears were like kryptonite to him. Hearing the news that he was going to be a father was like a gut punch to him. It had felt like all the air was taken out of the room in that moment and all he could think about was her, big and pregnant with his baby in her belly. That thought unleashed something in him, something dark and fiery. She was pregnant. With his baby. Their baby. He was going to be a dad... Timing wise, this was absolutely the worst time in his career for something like this to be happening. His film Mufasa had just premiered and his PR team had been carefully crafting his image, hoping to set him up as one of Hollywood's next top leading men. For the sake of optics, it was best he appear to be a carefree bachelor. But this baby would be here in less than a year. Everything would change. Everything would HAVE to change. His parents had raised him to be a man who took care of his responsibilities and he wasn't about to disappoint them now. And she didn't get into this situation by herself. He wasn't about to let her deal with the consequences alone. Her sobs quieted down into soft sniffles. She sighed when Aaron pressed a tender kiss to her temple before pulling back to get a look at her.

"Do you want to keep the baby?"

Her eyes searched his face for a moment before nodding mutely.

"I've always wanted to be a mom. I feel... I feel like this baby is a blessing. I mean, I'm on birth control. We used condoms. And despite all that, it still happened... You really wanna be there?"

"I do. And I meant what I said earlier. I would love the opportunity to get to know you, to earn you. I guess now we just just have an added incentive, huh?"

"We definitely do..."

The way he gently cradled her face in his massive hands made her feel like a princess. Her long dark lashes fluttered shut when he leaned and and pressed his lips against hers. Her heartbeat thudded in her chest as he kissed her like she was something precious, his tongue tracing along the seam of her lips, asking to be let inside. Her moans went straight to his dick and he grunted against her full lips. Jade was hands down the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen and now he was irrevocably tied to her for the rest of his life. It was a heady sensation. A knock at the door had them breaking apart. Aaron retained his hold on her small hand as the doctor entered the room.

"So we got the results of your tests back and... Ms. Laurent, are you aware that you're pregnant?"

Jade's eyes flicked over to Aaron and he squeezed her hand reassuringly.

"I just found out last week."

"Is everything ok with the baby?" Aaron asked.

The doctor nodded, his eyes back down on her paperwork.

"Fainting isn't uncommon in early pregnancy. All your bloodwork came back just fine. You are dehydrated though, so I'm going to have you finish off this IV and then I'll get you a script for prenatal vitamins. You should make an appointment with your OB-GYN as soon as possible just to know exactly how far along you are. Congratulations... gonna be a beautiful baby."

Aaron took note of the way her pretty brown skin flushed and had to agree with the doctor. Their baby was going to be absolutely perfect.

As always, please let me know if you want to be added or removed from this list.

#Aaron pierre #Aaron Pierre fanfic #aaron pierre x black reader #Aaron Pierre smut #Aaron Pierre fan fiction #original fiction #black fanfiction #black writer #black girl writers #shannon thornton #smut #chapter 1

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sp0-t · 1 year ago

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Preview of some upcoming stories?!! (sort of rambles)

SIMON “GHOST” RILEY

You and Simon used to date, it was a while ago, 5 years, 7 months, 2 weeks, and 3 days ago to be exact. You never kept count, you wanted to forget everything. It was Simon that kept count, every second, every minute, every hour. He was there keeping track. You moved on, you had a whole new life at this point, new job, new house, new car, even a new partner. You wanted nothing to do with that old life that old place, that old job still haunting you some nights. But that was all behind you, long ago, no reason to dwell on it, you have a new life a new start that not many got. Your old life was behind you forgotten, like a bad dream.

Except this dream came back to haunt you, physically, in the present. In the physical form of Simon “Ghost” Riley. He was the reason you couldn’t sleep at night, the reason you needed a new life in the first place, needed to run away from the past.

Him

HIM

The last person that deserved to come back into your life was here. And he is persistent per usual, no matter what you do, or what you say to him, he was not going to budge he’d stay stolid and still and he’d be that way for the rest of time if he had to.

He’d wait…

KYLE “GAZ” GARRICK

Gaz and you are two of the biggest names in the modeling world. You can’t talk about it without either name popping up. What makes it even more of popular topic, is the rumor of a certain type of relationship between you two. However these aren’t true they can’t be, at least not yet…

You are in a contract with one of if not the biggest modeling agency in the world, you being their top model, however, you have a very close runner up. They’ve been gaining more and more attraction every year, placing them higher and higher in the rankings. Social media isn’t helping in this case, it’s the very thing that gained them their popularity in the first place. One post about their new male model and the internet goes fucking batshit.

“Who is he?”

“I need him!”

“He’s so fine, omg!”

“The things I would do…”

Well, who is this mystery man, no other than Kyle Garrick. He normally goes by his stage nickname “Gaz”. No one knows where it comes from, but then again no one really cares enough.

However this year both your agency’s are competing for first, both agencies have to put out their best models in a runway show, a panel will then decide who the best is. But then why do people suspect a relationship between the two. A simple cigarette, that was it, a cigarette. Paparazzi can be some nosey individuals, it was after a clothes fitting, both agencies were required to have it done by the same tailor company to remove any bias, and no changes could be made to outfits by this point. It was late out probably 11pm, about to be 12. I guess paparazzi doesn’t sleep, you went out for a cigarette or two. About to light your second you hear the door open behind you.

“Mind if I join you?”

Of course it was him, why wouldn’t it be Gaz

“Do as you please.”

Your voice comes out a bit muffled from the cigarette between your lips. You try and light your cigarette again, you spark the lighter multiple times no flames ever coming to light. You get more and more frustrated the longer it takes to see flames. You bring the thing up to your ear and shake to hear if there’s any liquid, it’s empty. In frustration you throw the lighter against a nearby wall.

“Fucking piece of shit.”

Still muffled from the unlit cigarette you sigh out in frustration and defeat, leaning against the wall behind you. You run your hand through your hair as your about to push off the wall to walk back inside the building, when a flame is placed in front of you.

“Need a light?”

You look up at him a bit confused

“Yeah. Thanks.”

SNAP* SNAP* SNAP* The image of Gaz leaning over slightly cupping the flame to prevent the wind from blowing it out, while you tilt your head a bit up to get your cigarette to reach the flame while Gaz looks down at you. That’s what was going viral, the image, the circulating stories and rumors going around. Both of your names were everywhere, one couldn’t be without the other in the media.

All over a damn cig

💿: I only have two for you today, these are just quick summaries. I’m sorry these are on like “cliff hangers”, I really wanted you guys to make your own assumptions and theories. I do want to start writing an actual full on story for one of the quick ideas I’ve wrote(author!price, PoliceForce!141, and these new ones). I’ll most likely put up a poll for people to vote on which one I’ll write first, so definitely stay around for that if you’re interested!!

(sorry the Simon one is so short but if I added more it would be like double this whole page)

written by: @sp0-t ©️

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b00tyliciousbabe · 2 years ago

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my baby daddies - ep. 2

wyatt cushman x male reader

summary: the scoop on how wide i buss it open for mr cushman xx

notes: hi beautiful ppl, back again! once he go black, he'll be back again. tell them hoes that it's crunch time, abdomen. yes i cop mad chanel and mad given. she did it again, imagine them!!! sorry nicki ate that verse tf UPPP. bout to make these bum bitches mad again, okay lemme stop. I KNEW EXACTLY WHAT I WAS DOING W THAT BLACK VERSE XOXO. hope you guys are all doing well <3 i will be releasing 2 other series ("the DILFs' and a surprise one which will become coming soon ) so stay tuned! any requests? ENJOYYYY…

you and wyatt met at one of your first shoots. you were the stylist’s assistant and your boss had tasked you with making sure all the models had their hair, outfits, and makeup all ready for the editorials. you were admired by so many in the industry, icons and the public alike, and even though you didn’t have your own company, it was clear that you were on your way to becoming one of the biggest names in fashion history. you enjoyed getting to know all the models personally, and it made the whole process of getting ready much easier. but one person that always had you flustered was wyatt cushman, who you had become really good friends over the years. you definitely found him attractive, but he was so distracting; the agency called him ‘the menace’ with all the harmless trouble he got the two of you into. years had passed, the two of you remained really close, but it wasn’t until the balenciaga show, that the two of you vocalised the unspoken tension between you two.

you were responsible for all of the outfits for the fashion week at balmain, a huge role that olivier rousteing himself appointed you to do. it was a huge success and the press had a field day documenting your achievements. your biggest supporter, wyatt, was there to give you the biggest hug on the runway, garnering an even greater cheer from the crowd. “Y/N, you’re amazing” he said staring intensely in love as he placed his hands on your lower back. the distance between your lips decreased as the two of you shared your first kiss…in front of the entire world. you pulled away; being brought back to reality and how 4.5 million people had witnessed the two of you together, you couldn’t help but laugh, as everyone applauded and jeered at your love. the rest was history.

one thing about wyatt, he is the goofiest mf ever and you love it. he’s always cracking jokes and the life of the party. You feel so safe around him, don’t get it twisted, he’d beat the shit out of anyone who even looked at you the wrong way, but you could handle yourself. flashback to the time where y’all were celebrating your collaboration with vogue: you were dancing the night away with your friends when some guy decided to get a lil too close. the creep groped your ass to which he was served a fat slap across the face. he fell to the ground and the crowd started cheering. wyatt smiled proud that you were able to defend yourself - so proud, that on the way home you took a detour where you guys had the best make out session in the history of rom coms.

the golfer’s wife and the holiday maker:

this man is always travelling and he loves to share those memories with you. other than being his personal photographer, the two of you are able to explore so many different ways of living on your journeys and you dream together of living abroad one day.

On one of your holidays, you had decided to take your boyfriend stargazing “come on wyatt, i don’t wanna miss it” you say gripping his arm as you led him to a quiet space overlooking the ocean. “babe, I’m pretty sure the stars aren’t going anywhere,” he chuckled “and besides, the sky isn’t as pretty as the star right in front of me” he stops and turns to face you. he strokes your cheek, looking down at you with a smile that rivalled romeo’s love for juliet. y’all sat down watching how nature looked so peaceful. he started kissing on your neck, leaving light hickeys to mark you as his. straddling your bf, you deepened the kiss as you felt him grow uncomfortably large in his jeans. you undid his trousers as 8 thick inches of uncut hairy cock made contact with the chill of the night. “you don’t know how much this turns me on, y/n”

you continued sucking on his tip, swirling and drooling all over him as a pool of your spit congealed in his pubes. all the while his hands gripped your roots urging you to take more and more of his cock. you gargled and took him like a champ.

“babe, ughh, I’m bout to, uuhhh shit shit” he came deep down your throat, cleaning your chin with his finger and then poking it in your mouth as he made sure to feed you with every last drop.

you laid down, proud of your efforts to calm him down and your head tucked into cushman’s shoulder, as you began to feel sleepy. your bf noticed this and chuckled to himself, using the blanket he brought to make sure you wouldn’t get cold. “mkay, y/n kinda had a point, this is pretty cool,” he whispered, still riding the high you gave him “but it’s got nothing on him tho, my cute ass bf” wyatt embraced you tighter. the wedding bells were already ringing in his head.

MORE SLUTTY THOUGHTS:

• he deffo has a spit kink. not saying that he’d treat you as worthless scum but, he’d would make sure to slut you out. and you fucking loved it. “you’re a dirty little whore, aren’t you” he’d grunt raw dogging your ass as he spat in your face.

• as dominant as he is, he likes to give you your time to shine, always enjoying it when you spell coconut with your hips as you ride his pole. as I’ve mentioned already his smile drives you crazy, and this position has him cheesing the MOST. wyatt just loves to see how much you’re enjoying the experience, and nothing turns him on more than when he can see the pleasure on your face. “fuck babe, you look so sexy riding my dick.”

• this leads on to missionary, nobody fucks harder in this position than this man. he definitely compensates for his soft strokes in doggy and prone bone because of how hard he hits your hole in missionary. He turns primal as well, feeling your chest bounce up every time he’s balls deep, but all in all he’s crazy for how your bodies are so in sync.

#gay #smut #bottom male reader #wyatt cushman #male bottom #gay male #gay reader #mxm #mlm #male reader

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crostern · 2 years ago

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I have a concept/idea for twst where you are Crowley.

Let me explain;

Okay so basically, I don't know if this has existed before but my idea is that you are Crowley. I'm making you 19 and the first years are NOT romantic interests(only the second and third years, Leona as well ig, are love interest) and as well as the supposed adults; Crewel and Sam!

Originally I wanted this to be leaning towards female because I thought it'll be funny but I changed it to any gender available really so male, non binary, etc are included. Btw, high heels. I want you to wear high heels. They're hot. I'm not ashamed. Short or tall, male or female, I do not care - if you wear heels you're amazing.

I can explain more if anyone is interested I don't know

Here are some scenes I made up;

[Name]: ACE DONOVAN TRAPPOLA! YOU ARE IN BIG TROUBLE!

Epel: Donovan? DONOVAN??

Ace, shivering rethinking what he has done: shut up, epel, she gave me that middle name by force and I have no control

— beep —

[Name]: Unbelievable! Leona, if you have nothing better to do than lounge around, it's best for you to not be here at all!

Leona smirking: Then where else should I be? Your bed?

[Name] stumbling in surprise: U-UNACCEPTABLE!

— beep —

Vil: It makes me wonder, dearest headmaster.. why aren't you in the modeling agency? You have the looks but of course not better than me

[Name]: Because for I am gracious, I rather let others outshine me for their spotlight!

Crewel, who knows why they don't do modeling: Gracious, my ass.

— beep —

Azul: Certainly headmaster, I can bring this school to new heights! All you have to do is sign this contract~

[Name] being held hostage by the twins: I-I will agree to your terms for I am gracious!

Floyd: Yayyy~ [insert marine animal] agreed to stay with us~

[Name]: I don't want this school anymore

#disney twst #twst wonderland #twst #twst x male reader #twst x reader #twst x you #twst x female reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland incorrect quotes #twisted wonderland x male reader #twisted wonderland x reader #x reader #x male reader #x female reader #You're Crowley Au #read in they/them thank you

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antennaed-kenzy · 6 months ago

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Gift, Money, Fame, Love [Mikage Reo]

❄ Mikage Reo x f! reader

❄ notes: proofread, characters above 18+, slight suggestive, fluff, occ

❄ Day three of the Christmas Series.

❄ Extras: Work count 2k+ The third one of the best Christmas Series. We love our rich king and queen. Masterlist of series

being held high in society isn't always best for some people, even some relationships.

Gifts, money, fame, love, and shouts were all she would ever receive. Either if they were for people she classified as her fans, or were from a famous football player Mikage Reo.

The two of them, Reo and {Y/n} had an interesting relationship. They weren’t together but they were close to each other. Close enough for him to give her gifts and love, close enough for her to go to his games, cheer him on, and give him a sense of love.

{Y/n} was currently at a photoshoot. She was one if not the best models in the world at the moment. She was busy with photoshoots, runways, and agency calling from north to south, east to west. Though she does get her rest occasionally, she mostly works with high-end companies, which benefits her and them.

“Pose for me,” The photographer says as he takes more photos of the women.

She was dressed in a robe, but not just a simple robe. No, it was a long pink sheer robe, the material feeling as light as a feather. The hems of the fabric were made of feather material, making them soft to the touch. Since the fabric was see-through, she was wearing an undergarment that matched the light pink color.

Reo was watching her do all different poses each time the camera flickered and the lights flashed in the room. He watched her and soon got bored of the cameraman talking to her like a puppet, even though it was her job he didn’t like one bit of it. This cameraman seemed to be possessive over her and wanted things to fall his way.

[E/c] eyes follow a certain figure out of the room. Snapping in her face made her face back to the cameraman. “Focus on me, {Y/n}-chan. Who gives a shit about him.” He snapped another photo. “You are a top model, one that motivates others.” Snap. “That raises beauty standards.”

SnapSnapSnap

“I think we are done for today.” {Y/n} bows at the cameraman. She walks out of the room and sees Reo standing outside on his phone. “Good, you’re still here.” She heaves a sigh. “I thought you had left already.”

Reo looks up from his phone. Eyeing her up and down. “Yet you are still in the robe.” He smirks at her.

“It’s a gift. They said I could have it,” She smiles at him giving him a little spin.

“Even though it is not a gift from me?” He lightly laughs seeing her spin around, the robe lifting from the ground as she does.

When she was done spinning to show off the robe she faced Reo. “Really. It’s not like you would get this for me in the first place.”

—

The warm weather shuns over the busy streets of Tokyo– the busiest part of the streets following {Y/n} as she walks with Reo. Hoards of people surround the two, while bodyguards do their best to fend people off. This happened anytime she wanted to go out of a shop, she was always bombarded by fans. It didn’t help that Reo was with her as his fans also trailed along.

The two walk into a store and the crowd of people dissipates within seconds. Reo looks at the female beside him who seems on her feet again like she has just woken up, though they have been at this for at least an hour.

Bags were around his arms, along with more bags around a servant's arm who accompanied them. None belonged to the purple-haired male, they all belonged to {Y/n} who was now walking around the store and placing items in her hand. Reo's purple eyes trailed every step she took around the store, grabbing items, looking at them, and assessing them, either putting them back or adding them to the stack forming in the cart.

“Your total is 64,422 yen.” The words snapped Reo out of his starning. He slowly walked up to the check out standing there as {Y/n} took his wallet from his pocket and paid using his luxury business expense card.

The cashier smiled at the two, handing the man yet another bag to carry. She thanked them for shopping when they were already out the door.

A smile on her female face while looking at Reo’s and the servant's disheveled faces. “I think we can be done for today. Don’t you think?~” She sing-sung her last sentence leaving a tone to remember by Reo.

Both of them nodded their heads. The servant called over a limousine driven by Ba-Ya. The men load the bag in the limited trunk space before joining {Y/n} in the back of the limo– or Reo joining her and the servant getting into the passenger seat with Ba-Ya as he didn’t want to disturb the two.

“Did you have fun today, {Y/n}?” Reo looked at the plenty full of bags and then at the smiling female.

“Of course, Reo!” She beamed with excitement. {Y/n} scooted her body toward the male. Her arms wrapped around his next pulling him close for a hug.

His hands naturally found themselves around her hourglass-like waist. His hands traveled up her back, as her hands traveled down his back. Reo traced circles, squares, stars, and any shape he could. He didn’t let go of her for an instant and neither did she. She melted into his touch as the snow melted to the coming spring days.

“Tomorrow is the first day of the summer,” Reo whispered soothingly in her ear. “Are you going to wear the swimsuits I got for you?”

He felt her nod against his shoulder. Reo counted to trace on her back, and surely he heard her little sleep whispers for her. Ba-Ya did her best in the driver's seat to make sure it was a smooth drive for the young master and his lady.

When they got to her house, Reo and the butler started to take in her items. {Y/n} was on her door holding it open for them as it was the least she could do for all the work they were providing her with.

All the items were in her house, and Ba-Ya had already left along with the butler. Reo stayed behind, helping her unpack all the items, putting them where she wanted them, following her finger to a spot, and placing the items in their spot.

—

Lights flashing on the water. Clicks bounded off the sand. Pose of pose. In the water or on the sand. Click after click pose after pose. She wished she could take a break.

“Break!” A crew member called out.

{Y/n} dropped her pose, her body falling back into a better living position. She ran over to Reo, arms swung open. Her body collides with his. Every part that wasn’t covered by fabric touched his body even closer.

She got her tippy toes to whisper in his ear, which he bent slightly for her. “Kiss me.”

Reo looked at her, his purple eyes shot open, “What?!” He whispered-screamed back.

“Kiss me so this guy will stop looking at me weirdly.” She quietly yelled in his ear while pointing back at the guy who was ogling her.

Reo eyes follow where her finger is pointing and sure enough a guy is looking straight at her up and down. The male hands slithered to her nape rubbing the spot. He held her face up, his lips landing on hers that tasted like cherries.

Reo kissed her deeper, his tongue licking her lips. {Y/n} slightly opens her mouth letting his tongue slide in exploring every inch. She tasted too sweet and he wanted more like an addict. Reo other hand wrapped around her sinched bare waist pulling her closer to him.

A moan escaped from her mouth. {Y/n}’s hand glided up to his face cupping his face and pulling his grasp closer. He tasted like fine rich smother wine that you could only get made personally for you– he was made perfectly for her.

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“Pose!” The photographer spat as they clicked another photo.

“Sorry,” {Y/n} apologized posing for another picture.

After a while of snapping photos {Y/n} along with the crew took a break. She grabbed a robe to place over her body and went straight toward her changing room. I hate this outfit. She partially ripped the clothes off when she made it to her room. I hate this makeup. She wiped the makeup off with a makeup remover. I hate this. She changed back into the clothes she wore when she arrived, laying up to head out into the cold.

{Y/n} stormed out of the building leaving the other clothes behind. The team tried to grab her and pull her back but no one was able to reach her by the time she was at the door. She waits at the train station waiting for the next train to arrive.

It has been six months since she last saw Ba-Ya. She was always there ready to take her home after the shoot due to Reo’s request– It has been around five months since she last saw Reo. Since he left for a game, since their last kiss.

She wanted to taste him again, kiss his soft lips, and encase her body into his. The train swooshed the wind, her hair blowing past her face as her eyes followed the train.

The female boarded the train. She found an empty seat to sit down. The train filled with people and {Y/n} was watching them all pass by, with music playing in her ears. Purple short-haired crossed her eyesight. Her head cocked toward the direction of where she saw the figment go.

{Y/n} got up from the chair in the direction she saw.

Purple eyes meet her [e/c] watering gaze. “Reo?!” Her voice cracked when she realized who she was staring at.

“{Y/n}?” Reo stood up from his seat.

Now they stood eye to eye, face to face. Inching closer toward each other, Reo's hot breath tickled her neck as he grabbed her in for a hug. She stood there for a second before wrapping her arms around his strong body.

The people encircling them realized who they were. The sound of clicking and flashing surrounded the two.

Oh right, that’s why they have let each other go. The summer had gone and snow hit the ground changing seasons– changing people. Changing how the world works and how people act. News spread like wildfire when Reo first kissed {Y/n}, well first kissed her in public. The people went crazy. Two completely different individuals were down each other throats on a job site nonetheless. Her job site.

But they loved each other and always have. Even if they never said it to each other. They would buy each other gifts, each of them trying to top the other whether money-wise or value to the heart-wise. They didn’t let the fame intercept their relationship, which is why they never said they were dating, but to them rather loving each other had given each other what they needed to know how they truly felt.

When the news got out of their make-out session, they had no choice but to leave each other. It was best for each as they lived separate lives. One was a famous football player, while the other was the best model of this century. They weren't made for each other in the public eye but in the comfort of their own home, where they could hold each other and melt into each other, one a wix, the other a candle. They fit perfectly.

“Please don’t leave me again, Reo,” {Y/n} gripped tight around his waist.

Reo cups her face making her meet his gaze, “I will never leave you again my dear, {Y/n}.” He kissed the top of her head and the noise of others withered away. Now it was just the two of them. Just them, as it should have been from the start.

a/n: i see you

#fanfic #blue lock #bllk #blue lock manga #mk. oneshots #x y/n #bllk x reader #christmas special #mikage reo x reader #mikage reo #bllk reo #blue lock reo #reo mikage #reo x reader #bllk x you

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animementrash · 10 months ago

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Class 1A as Pro Heroes Headcanons

Characters: All class 1A male students (After time skip)

Tags: characters headcanons, manga spoilers, some may be ooc?, not proofread.

A/N: Heya! It's been a while since I posted, many things happened in my life. I traveled to Japan, got a promotion at work, celebrated my birthday... but I'm back! This is the first post non AOT related hehe, this is a multifandom account but was usually populated with AOT stuff and while I plan on uploading some more AOT stuff today it's turn for MHA. Hope you enjoy, thanks for reading!

Izuku Midoriya

Is part of the team of judges who set the current top hero’s billboard.

Has a weekly column in one of Japan’s most important newspaper where he analyzes heroe’s techniques and moves. Most heroes wait expectantly each week for his column to be released.

Attends many charity events and is the top #1 fundraiser for children causes.

Has been the special guest for at least 30 shows, he’s still a nervous mess in all of them.

Is the only person who has a major fanbase without being an active top hero.

Received permission to write a biography for All Might.

Shoto Todoroki

Is top #3 in the charts.

Became ambassor for UNICEF.

Is also an active member of the “Big brother, Big sister” program.

Took over Endeavor’s agency and turned it into his.

Is one of the most requested heroes for fundraisers or charity events.

Has a lot of modeling requests and has been the face of at least 15 brands since he became a top hero.

Katsuki Bakugo

Is top #2 in the charts but constantly switches place with Shoto. (The top #1 Hero is Mirio)

Was the first one from class 1A to make it to the top 5 heroes.

His merchandise is the best seller among all current heroes, anything that has his face in it sells in less than 1 hour.

Just like Shoto, received many modeling requests but refused almost all of them.

Has the largest fandom in Japan, is forced by his PR team to attend fan meetings.

Has a scrapbook with all of Izuku’s columns from the newspaper, if he’s mentioned in them he highlights that part and makes notes based on it.

Yuga Aoyama

Isn’t part of the top 30 heroes but works diligently in his community.

His flashy style never left but he’s a bit more mature about it now.

Is co-writing a book with Izuku about the challenges of being born without a quirk in a quirk-ruled world.

Attends many events related to kids without quirks and is genuinely happy to be there.

Tenya Iida

Continued his family’s legacy and took over his older brother agency.

Is top #7 in the charts, for some reason his fanbase consists of salary men and housewives.

Attends more international events than his former classmates.

Held the Olympic torch during its tour in Japan.

Mashirao Ojiro

Is top #18 in the charts.

Works part time as a martial arts trainer, his trainees made it to the Olympics and won silver.

His agency specializes in taijutsu related quirks and is very popular.

Has a nationwide gym franchise with his hero name.

Denki Kaminari

Is top #9 in the charts.

He supplies his agency electricity as well as Jiro’s agency (it’s canon their agencies are next to each other)

His fanbase consists mostly of high school students, he’s very popular with the teens.

Was the first one from class 1A to get official merchandise as a pro hero.

Eijiro Kirishima

Is top #4 in the charts.

Is the face of a very famous protein shake brand.

Was the first from class 1A to appear in a magazine cover as headliner (It was for men’s health magazine).

Usually partners with Ojiro’s and tetsutetsu’s agencies for charity events.

Koji Koda

Isn’t part of the top 30 heroes.

His agency is located in a slightly rural town, this is due to his quirk having way more range when surrounded with wildlife than in the city.

Founded more than 30 animal shelters in his first 5 years as pro hero, he received an award because of this.

Most of his fanbase is elementary school kids and middle school girls.

Rikido Sato

Is top #20 in the charts.

Co-owns a bakery with Momo Yaoyorozu.

Wrote a recipes book and it became best seller in Japan for 4 weeks in a row.

His fanbase consists mostly of housewives.

Has his own line of desserts and chocolates, they’re the best sellers during holidays.

Mezo Shoji

Is top #17 in the charts.

Updated his hero suit and no longer hides his face and scars.

His action figure is one of the best sellers.

Participates with Shoto in a lot of “big brother, big sister” events.

Hanta Sero

Is top #16 in the charts.

His fanbase is the most variated one, has kids, students, professionals and even university students as fans.

Just like Shoji, his action figure is one of the best sellers.

His agency is in the center of Tokyo, has to take advantage of the tall buildings and structures.

His most sold merchandise is a tape dispenser, it’s almost always out of stock.

Fumikage Tokoyami

Is top #12 in the charts.

He and Dark shadow have different fanbases.

Whenever he attends a social event paparazzi turn off their flashes so Dark shadow can be in the picture too.

While Tokoyami’s fanbase consists more of teenagers, Dark shadow’s fanbase is elementary school students and little kids.

Minoru Mineta

Isn’t part of the top 30 heroes.

Changed his creep attitude and apologized with all the girls he knew during that time.

Is the ambassor for an organization dedicated to eradicate harassment.

For some reason most of his collabs with brands have to do something with food.

A well-known tea shop has a bobba tea named after him.

#mha headcanons #bnha headcanons #shoto headcanons #deku headcanons #bakugo headcanons #kirishima headcanon #class 1a #my hero academia #my hero academia headcanons

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dsdreamscatcher · 3 months ago

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richbbydaddy · 5 months ago

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DEAD POETS SOCIETY ISN'T ABOUT POETRY

a wee review, feel free to fight me in replies ;)

General thoughts

role models and teachers

to me, this movie isnt really about poetry, but rather about the impact that adults can have on young people. the last scene of the movie perfectly illustrates this point. the movie could have ended in a way that celebrated the power of literature, but instead, it highlights the impact of mr keating. the main themes of this film - coming of age, family, friendship, love, can all be illustrated by substituting a poetry teacher, with say, a tennis coach. (yes ik this is controversial - literally fight me 😭)

2. poetry, art and masculinity

that being said ⬆️, i do think that the choice to go with poetry is still meaningful, especially with the all-male cast and private boys school setting.

im sorry to contradict the tiktok edits but i think the only reason why people see the film as homoerotic is because of their misguided concepts about poetry and masculinity. these guys are huddled together reading poetry and sharing their love for literature - that HAS to be GAY, right? WRONG. i think the movie actually tries to push back against this stereotype by just how STRAIGHT the characters are.

im still split as to whether there is homoerotic subtext (spanking, phallic imagery, male school/student relationship) - although i do think there is some evidence, I don’t want to mistake bias ^ mentioned above

anyways, although i love my doomed yaoi, these tiktokers dismissing this film as JUST yaoi really subtracts from everything else it’s saying

3. villain city! (cameron & mr perry)

I LOVE how well done the ‘villains’ are in this - you can’t help but feel sympathy for cameron because most of us are camerons!! most of us wouldn’t have the guts to do what todd did, to refuse authority outright and to not save ourselves when we can. even though he’s a little bitch, hes also all of us. mr perry is also so complex - he’s actually such an asian parent in so many ways (doctor trope) but every time after neil coalesces to his requests he says something ALMOST comforting and soft (eg you know how important this is to your mother) even if it is the typical manipulation. youd best believe that if neil was asian he’d be in james ruse taking physics and latin.

Critiques

i really, really don’t like the way this movie handles women

a common thread in this movie’s portrayal of female characters is that NONE OF THEM HAVE ANY AGENCY. all the female characters are simply reacting to the environments around them (or the will of the male characters) and are extremely one dimensional. not to mention that NO FEMALE POETS are mentioned, ever.

a) Mrs Perry (neil’s mum)

she is perhaps the MOST complex female character in the film, and that’s saying a lot. she’s the typical ‘enabler’ in a lot of abusive parent relationships - she obviously loves Neil and is extremely upset at letting him go to boarding school (even crying in bed about it) yet does NOTHING to challenge Mr Perry’s judgement. yes, this could just be a part of her character, but this lack of agency and submission to the will of male characters reoccurs throughout the film.

b) chris

Chris is everything about how NOT to write a female character. She’s literally introduced as Chet’s girlfriend, and other than being pretty, she literally does nothing. like mrs Perry, she only reacts to the actions of the male characters. for instance, she only invites Knox to the party when he calls her, she literally only hangs out with him after he BEGS her several times. maybe the only time we see her exercise free will is when she visits Knox when it’s snowing, but even that is FOR A MAN.

she has NO LIFE or hobbies or interests (some might say cheerleading, and even though that’s a valid hobby i have the feeling that the filmmakers probably intended for that to fit into the ‘pretty, unattainable girl’ trope). chris literally exists for the purpose of being Knox’s love interest, and thus she’s not really a ‘person’ in the eyes of the filmmakers.

d) gloria and tina

im lowk confused by these characters bc everywhere online says that they’re ‘charlie’s friends’ but i literally thought they were hookers? they looked like literal adults but ok.

anyways, the whole ‘dead poets society’ is SUCH a ‘boys club’ - they literally sit around smoking pipes. when women are introduced, they’re not portrayed as intelligent human beings, but rather as conquests to be wooed. i understand that the whole ‘wooing women’ thing is a part of the whole boyhood/adolescence thing but couldn’t they have wooed an intelligent woman with agency??

2. neil’s suicide and mental health

I really don’t think this is a good depiction of suicide or mental illness. even the most talented artists (if they’re mentally well) don’t shoot themselves if they can’t pursue their art, especially at seventeen. plenty of people who burn with passion for art do not kill themselves at seventeen because their parents don’t let them pursue it. i think, realistically, for neil to have committed suicide, a better set up of his depression or struggle with mental illness should have been depicted for a more accurate depiction.

this movie is essentially saying to young people that killing yourself is the only thing you can do if your parents don’t let you be an artist, which is NOT TRUE. i understand neil’s passion and desperation, but i think the film should have offered a more hopeful solution to young artists with the same passion and struggles as neil.

Overall (the least important part of this post lmao)

ok I REALLY LIKED THIS - I love poetry and literature and I’ve also had similar experiences with very impactful teachers. I think it’s an incredibly beautiful film that addresses important topics with such realism and compassion. some of the characters are really amazing, i really related to some of them and recognise some of the people i know in them. that being said, i think a film cannot be truly GREAT if it completely ignores the experience of an ENTIRE SEX, literally 1/2 of the people who make up the world. i get that it’s ABOUT masculinity, but having 0 3 dimensional female characters is just lazy and bad writing (sorry ily dead poets society). i also think that it’s not a great portrayal of mental illness and suicide, which is important considering the films audience (prob artistically engaged young people). THAT BEING SAID, it’s still such an emotional, resonant story and something that I will watch again :)

#dead poets society #dps fandom #neil perry #todd anderson #welton academy #a midsummer night's dream #mr keating #review #dark academia #film #marauders #imnotok #carpe diem

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vendetta-if · 2 years ago

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How would you describe the body types of the RO's?

'Cause I get several ideas of my own.

Ash: Solid. Wide shoulders, strong arms. They'd have put in the work for a build that's more function over form, yet retains the curves that draws people's attention. Really, put them in a tanktop and passers-by are going to have neck problems from the double takes they do.

Rin: Svelte. Shortest of the bunch, could pull a Marilyn Monroe and wear a potato sack and make it look stunning. A slight build without clear muscle definition. Maybe most visible if they dance or do high-level yoga.

Santana: "Average" if thin leaning. They're overworked, overstressed and overcaffeinated. Whilst they might not necessarily look unhealthy, a good meal more regularly would work miracles.

Skylar: Pick basically any comicbook superhero character from DC or Marvel of the lean and defined variety and you'll have a decent approximation of how they look. Maybe how most Spider-Folk look or if you average'd the Bat-family.

Anything on or off the mark? Maybe got any references of your own?

Love the story, btw. Hope to see more soon, the barfight was a hoot-and-a-half.

You're not that far off actually 🤔 I'm not really the best in describing body types, but I'll try my best 😅

Ash

I like to imagine Ash body built like an MMA fighter, lean and athletic and not too overtly muscular like a bodybuilder. Their muscles are built for practical uses, not to show off.

Rin

You're pretty spot on for Rin. They are slender and elegant/graceful and don't really have clear muscle definition. The prime example of prioritizing their mind and charisma over physical stuff and combat. But yeah, they'd slay anything they wear, undoubtedly.

Santana

To me, Santana is just average overall. Not too slender, but not to the point of skinny where they don't really have muscles. They do have some muscles to a degree (they are a cop after all, and had to pass like police academy beforehand), but certainly not like Ash and Skyar. They don't really go to gym nor do they spar to maintain them. They're also not too plump or chubby as well, because of their less than ideal lifestyle. They're just... average.

Skylar

Picture a fitness model, that's pretty much how Skylar's build (but not the really muscular ones mind you 😂). They are still lean and athletic, but unlike Ash, their muscles are definitely more... defined? Like, Male Skylar definitely has pretty well-defined six-packs and pecs.

They do workout in the Agency's gym regularly and supplemented with some sparring with other superheroes for more practical training. As a superhero, they gotta appeal to the masses while also still be able to hold themself in a fight.

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crisisreading · 1 year ago

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Now that we’ve reached the halfway point of the PJO TV series, I want to recap my thoughts so far (as someone who first read the books back in 2010 as a fifth grader)!

I will share another post with my dislikes soon.

Likes:

- Having Sally tell the Greek myths to Percy throughout his life is SO smart. Sally has very little agency to protect her son, but this was the one way she could prepare him to be a hero.

- I love how Luke’s mentorship towards Percy is emphasized in the show. This is Percy’s first positive male role model and the first person to make Percy feel at home in the demigod world. This strong foundation really sets up these two boys to be dramatic foils.

- I like the fact that Percy is NOT the best fighter yet. We watch him stumble and struggle during his fights with Alecto, the Minotaur, and Clarisse. You can tell when his instincts kick in and even he is surprised at what he is doing.

- Having Echidna and the Chimera catch up to our heroes at the Arch because Athena ALLOWS it was brilliant!

- And the change from Percy jumping from the Arch and praying for his father’s help in the books, versus resigning himself to death and falling instead perfectly captures where Percy is in his hero’s journey. Why would he trust a god who he’s never met, and has done horrible things?

- Honestly, the contrast between Annabeth defending Athena and being forsaken versus Percy forsaking Poseidon and being rescued, is peak television!

- I am so so so relieved that the show has maintained the plotline of the gods being flawed and even cruel beings. I was certain that Disney would whitewash this aspect of the story, but I’m glad we see the heroes doubting their parents, and the gods acting weird at best or murderous at worst. After all, this is a family story and the entire Titan war is started because demigods felt abandoned by their parents.

- Finally, I was so impressed by the show’s adaptation of Grover! The way Grover was able to use his abilities as an empath and his people skills to read and manipulate Ares himself was genius! And it really shows why satyrs are trusted to guide demigods on quests.

Please let me know your likes!

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crsssie · 10 months ago

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from one admirer to another : mid-autumn festival?

pairing: leon kennedy x reader || masterpost: from one admirer to another

synopsis: from one admirer to another, an online penpal service, allows for two people with common interests to write to each other without ever revealing their actual address! Luckily for both you and Leon, you get matched up! What do eggs and Christmas even have in common anyway? sure hope it's that modeling business and NOT that Ada Wong addiction.

featuring: reader as scrambled eggs // leon as christmas

Christmas. You whore.

If you really want to keep your identity a secret, I suggest you zip that mouth of yours and stop telling me exactly what my best friend told me first thing when she came back. I can't put two and two together because all she told me was it was the guy I made out with on New Year's and my DUMBASS FORGOT WHO HE IS.

You're using the lingo right (as always) I'm probably around your age too, so don't worry too much about it.

Ugh, Ada supermodel... I should be happy but that only ever means weird male fans and girl fans that would dox me if I ever was down to earth about Ada as a person. I love her, but I also like the little circle of fans local to us right now. Since she's supermodel status now, she's probably going to be in Raccoon less and less. You know how the modeling life is.

Please don't stalk ANYONE. You don't need to stalk me down. If you know who I am, then surely you'll meet me eventually. Considering your language, we've probably already met before. Considering also the fact that you told me not to run off when you asked me for your number... I have a general idea of who you are as well. I still like writing letters to you, so I'd appreciate it if you just pursued me outside of the letters if you're really that desperate. I find dating face-to-face much better than through letters anyway. Though, you are going to have to be fairly obvious. All of my friends claim I'm dumb in the head when it comes to my own romantic life. I only ever notice people dating when it's others.

I don't appreciate that threat of yours. I'm sure I'll see you eventually, but probably not anytime soon. I don't even have shoots until later in the month, so even if you do see me, it'll be after you send me a letter back.

Favorite flower? Columbines, bellflowers, anemones, you know, the usual. Thinking about getting me flowers? I care much more for meaning than whether or not they're my favorite flowers. Though, if you were to ship flowers to my apartment, my roommate would probably hunt you down with her rifle, so I suggest not doing that.

I forgot a gift last time, but I appreciate the pressed four-leaf clover you went out and hunted nonetheless. I'm mailing you two mooncakes my roommate and I made (moreso me, but shh). Hope you like it. It doesn't have egg yolk in it. It's one lotus seed paste filling and one red bean. Lmk if you like it, since there's a high chance I'll have some leftover anyway.

God, this letter's long I'm in your walls :) scrambled eggs

"Welcome back." You look up at Ada from the couch, and she sighs.

"I hate this new life."

"No you don't."

"No I don't." She mumbles. "I love it."

"Is your manager considering having you move to a big city?"

"New York." Ada mumbles. "Most of my shoots are in the big city now, and they're arguing about how I can't keep living in Raccoon City. What happens if I leave you?"

"I leave the agency." You hum. "That easy."

"Easier said than done."

"My contract expires in a bit." You hand her the plate of mooncakes on the side table, and she sighs, biting into one. "I can choose to not renew my contract."

"It expires at the end of the year."

"They've started discussions with me already. I don't really want to keep modeling. The diet control and freakiness about how much I weigh isn't good for me. You know that too."

"You'll probably have to stop writing to your penpal then."

"They know who I am now anyway, so it doesn't matter. They'll probably find me in the next three months."

"You have that kind of confidence?"

"Yes. Ada. My penpal will chase me, and you can go chase your dreams. You deserve to." You toss your laptop to the side, wrapping your arms around her neck. "I'm happy I got to be in your life for so long. I'll only continue to stay, so have peace and keep going."

She wraps her arms around you, light frown on her face as she sighs. "I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too. Also, the last chapter of my fic comes out today anyway, so it seems like a good time for you to start flying."

Ada rolls her eyes, pulling back to bonk your head.

"Boo."

"Boo you too." You roll your eyes. "You couldn't have racked up so many followers so quickly had it not been for my amazing writing skills, obviously."

"You're insane."

"And you're friends with me."

She only scoffs.

prev letter : masterlist : next post

#☾.oata #leon kennedy x reader #leon x reader #are you ready for reader's stories afterwards to finally start featuring Leon? Me too.

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rametarin · 1 month ago

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The audacity of, "WHY DO YOU EVEN CARE!?"

Here's a joke.

So imagine a guy takes a game made in the late 90s. All the characters are Asian. He decides to "modify and remaster" the game and turn all the characters into blonde haired, blue eyed Christians, giving them narrative right in the world no matter how much that conflicts with the established lore and aesthetic of the setting.

And when you ask why he did that change, he goes, "OH MY GOD. WHY DO YOU EVEN CARE? I made the game more diverse and accessible to people that aren't Asian. On earth, blue eyed, blonde white people are a minority."

It's pretty obvious why people care, and based on the modifications and edits they make in the absence of others, what they care about. Because the change is pointless, unless you come from a very specific place that favors the group featuring representation in the change in the absence of everybody else, and it's a damning proof in the pudding when the only change made favors one particular group of people in the absence of accommodating everybody else. So using buzz words like, "adding diversity," and "for representation of minorities" doesn't hold water. It just looks like ideological, self-indulgent garbage, lording over a property and telling them this is now their canon and franchise, and they can pound sand if they don't like it. A petty, meaningless change at best, and a petty, damning meaning to the change, if you don't give them the benefit of the doubt. You aren't fooling anyone when your "change for diversity" privileges a people or an ideological viewpoint- social or religious.

"Why do you even care?" indeed.

Okay, now imagine a beloved game franchise. It offered you the option to play a (cis) male or (cis) female. It wasn't groundbreaking at the time; lots of games let you play a boy or girl, but it maintained that option. It had dialogue that changed and how people related to you based on your sex/gender. It did not accommodate gender nonconformity, but why should it have to?

Now imagine someone decides to "remaster" the game and removes this specific part of the game. Poorly. They just, could not help themselves at seeing a game that was cisnormative, when according to them, "it should favor a more trans and nonbinary and gender nonconformist culture." Seeing the [male] and [female] option, representing cisgendered men and women, as the defaults, filled them with so much RAGE, that they had to modify the text to read, "Body Type A" and "Body Type B," and through this change, argue that biological sex and gender are not the same for anyone. Therefore the universal basis will be biology divorced from gender, with no cisheteronormativity allowed.

This is a very specific ideological worldview that deliberately and explicitly divorces gender from biological sex, entirely, and argues that gender does not have any relation to sex, that sex is only eggs and sperm and identity and expression exist outside the objective and only in the subjective, social sphere of rights and thoughts. That you CAN'T have biological gender, not even you, cisgendered people, because that would take agency away from the gender dysphoric and gender nonconforming. Your existence is therefore harmful in a culture where they want to exist, and your identity has to be marginalized in favor of their interpretation of how gender works. You cannot co-exist as models, and if you cannot co-exist, that means one gets the right of way. And they've decided the tabula rasa/blank slate, gender-as-pure-identity will have priority over media and culture and narrative, and law. You will define yourself based on their interpretation of the relationship between sex and gender, even in retro games. You are not ALLOWED to deviate from this; not even old properties are beyond this retroactive modification.

"Oh my god, why do you even CARE?"

Well, I'm not the one that decided to make this change that doesn't represent 99% of the human species in the name of a false, ephemeral idol called "representation" and "diversity." Why do YOU care that these two characters are cisgendered and don't define themselves based on the identity-as-gender model? Why does THAT need to be the norm for you, when it isn't for the vast majority of everybody else? If this is about diversity, why didn't you ADD something, instead of just privileging the minority at the expense of everybody else?

Why didn't you add options to be cis or trans, instead of deciding the blank slatist, sex-irrelevant gender-as-identity model was good enough for the queer and the cis? It's an interesting choice for a game that isn't explicitly marketed towards LGBTA. Whether you like it or not, cisgendered people, people whose gender identity is an expression of their biological sex and conformation to that, do naturally exist. And we comprise over 99% of humanity. You don't get to impose that model universally that just doesn't work for 99 out of 100 people, and then act like it's everybody else with the problem for not getting with the program. You didn't reflect the majority of the rainbow, here. You don't get to own it.

At best I can attribute it to incompetence, since they didn't change the quests based on biological sex of the choice. So the same stuff they would've considered "cissexist" is still in there, in the absence of a bevy of new characters that exist just to go, "HELLOOOOO. I GO BY THEY/THEM PLEASE" and, "I USED TO HAVE A VAGINA", in loud capslock or subtext. Because they were too worthless to do more than pettily change text. They just weren't capable of making the sorts of reinterpretations and remakings they wanted for whatever "injustice" they saw in people judging them, positively or negatively, based on their sex.

"Why do you even care they're defined as Body Type A or B, as opposed to male and female?" is the better question. Considering how little was actually done to do anything about how the game is designed, it just looks like someone wanted to make enormous changes and was told no, or couldn't pull it off, and this was the closest they get to retconning properties to their preferences.

And someone is MASSIVELY protective of their absolutely petty, meaningless retcon. So the big question is, why did THEY care enough?

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