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HOT OFF THE PRESS
by me ❤️ (chapter two up now!)
#i drew this maybe in like 40 min????#idk i just had this like VISION in my brain of this scene from chapter 1 that i HAD TO DRAW#like yalllll it’s a coffee meet cute!!#but not quite yet#why was drawing yuuji in a hat harder than any other time i’ve drawn him#also waitttt let me cook with meg’s hair bc i’m still trying to decide how i want to draw it#yall this scene was too cute i couldn’t NOT draw it#i was so lazy with it tho frl#i used this to make a tiktok that’s why tbh#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#megumi fushiguro#yuji itadori#itafushi#jjk art#fan art#jjk fan fic#ao3#ficrec#jjk au
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who you say you are
i feel like shit so here we are
possible TW for discussions of periods and everything that happens during them, like bleeding through three layers of clothing (that was a wonderful night)
Stephen hated his periods. He hated the general feeling of unwellness during that week, and he hated having to clean blood out of everything after he inevitably bled through.. everything. The worst part about it, however, wasn't even the blood. It was the dysphoria. It was the fact that every month, his period would bring the lies of his mind, telling him that he wasn't a real man and never would be. That he was weak for whining about it.
That he was never Stephen and he never would be. That he was too feminine, or that he was never 'good enough' to pass as a man. The worst was his mind telling him that he'd always be a girl, that deep down... he was never Stephen in the first place. He was just little Lucy, trying on her dad's shirt.
On those days, Stephen would curl up on his bed, clutching a hot water bottle. Cloak would hold him as he sobbed, telling himself over and over again, like a mantra, that his name was Stephen Strange. On those days, he would ask Wong not to bother him, despite every fiber of his being yearning to be held, begging for someone to call him handsome and take away the pain.
He didn't think that Wong knew. He was near-positive that Wong had no idea that Stephen was trans. As far as the other sorcerer knew, Stephen was just another man. A man with a broken soul to match his broken hands and scarred chest.
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It was one of those days (Dark Days, Stephen called them) when Stephen was in his room, clutching a pillow to his chest. A second was between his legs, pressed to his crotch. It was surprisingly helpful when dealing with cramps, the pressure on his lower abdomen easing the discomfort. Unfortunately, he had forgotten his heading pad in the library from when he last used it and when he finally needed it again, he was too comfortable to get it.
Magic was out of the option as well considering just how horrible he felt between the pain, dysphoria, and his hands. It was a bad hand day, because of course, and he really didn't want to move. Which, unfortunately, meant breathing through the pain and trying not to cry.
Eventually, he managed to fall into a light sleep, nodding off then jolting awake again. He woke up in a way that jarred his hands and he groaned. It might be time to sacrifice his comfort for some much-desired relief.
He was mentally preparing himself to climb out of bed when there was a knock at the door. "Stephen?"
Stephen blinked. "..Wong..?"
"You left your heating pad in the library." Wong announced.
Stephen sighed. "I know. Leave me alone."
"I warmed it up for you. I thought you might need it. May I come in?" Stephen didn't respond. Wong had found his heating pad and warmed it up for him. For a second, Stephen wondered if Wong knew, but he had hidden it so well-- "Stephen?"
"...yeah. you can come in."
There was a click as the doorknob turned, then Wong was walking across the room in brisk strides, stopping in front of the nest of blankets that was Stephen Strange. "Here." he set the heating pad down near Stephen's hands. "I also have tea and some of your painkillers. It's raining today."
Stephen let out a shaky breath. Maybe Wong was just looking out for his hands. That would explain it, right? But Wong was never so... caring. Aside from his the week after Everest and his usual quiet help when Stephen needed to handle large stacks of books.
"You're paler than usual. If you turned yourself into a vampire on accident, I will kill you again." Stephen huffed.
"I'm not a vampire."
Wong reached out a hand and felt Stephen's forehead. Stephen nearly froze at the contact, but didn't say anything. He tried to look anywhere but Wong until the hand was gone. "You're not running a temperature."
"I'm trans." Stephen found himself blurting out.
Wong looked at him. Blinked. "Do you need any supplies?"
Supplies...?
"Pads, tampons? You disappear in your room once every four weeks, only coming out for food and when you do, you look horrible. Deathly pale, hunched over as if in pain, it wasn't hard to figure out."
Stephen looked up at his friend. Wong had taken a seat in the armchair next to Stephen's bed -- one of the large library chairs that had found itself in Stephen's room after a few too many vigils of Wong's when Stephen found himself injured.
"You... you never said anything."
"If you wanted me to know, you would have told me when the time was right."
"You... always made my favorite meals."
Wong huffed a rare smile. "I have never menstruated, but I can sympathy. I have a sister. She was always... vocal with.. everything. I did what I could to make her feel better."
Stephen smiled. "It sounds like you love her."
"Very much." Wong was smiling ever so slightly. Stephen found that watching Wong smile seemed to take the pain away.
"What's her name?"
"Li." It was soft, spoken just above a whisper. "You'd like her."
"Li. Pretty name." Stephen sighed. "Mine was-- is--"
"Stephen."
Stephen paused. He stared at Wong. Wong stared back. "Your name is Stephen. You are Stephen Strange. Do not give me your dead name. It is dead for a reason. You are who you say you are, not what someone else wants you to be. You told me on your very first day that your name is Stephen Strange. That is who you are. If you wish for me to use a different name, then I will. I respect you, and I will respect you, whoever you decide to be."
Stephen swallowed, tears pricking his eyes. He refused to let himself cry in front of Wong, of all people. Wong looked at him again and nodded. "You are Stephen Strange. Remember that."
Before he knew it, Wong had closed the door behind him and Stephen was sobbing into his pillow.
A few hours later, Stephen woke up feeling a hundred times better than before. He decided to find his way to the kitchen for dinner, now that the cramps had disappeared.
He found Wong at the stove, making friend rice. Wong's go-to comfort food that had quickly become Stephen's as well."
"Thank you." Stephen whispered. Wong responded by dishing Stephen and himself a large helping of rice.
"Of course, Stephen."
#trans stephen strange#period cramps#i'll add more tags later#writing#my writing#might post on ao3 later#if I feel like it#dysphoria is the worstttt#also pillow between my legs is a lifesaver for period cramps#I have no idea why#it if it works it works#fluff#they're so fluffy#probably pre-slash#Wong is best bro#I love hims#doctor stephen strange#stephen strange#wong#wongstrange#but not quite yet#once again Wong's chair in Stephen's room and the fried rice is from#you guessed it#unity of magic#go read it#Stephen deadnaming himself :(#he tries to do it again but wong stops him#ill edit this later#just not at 1 in the morning
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Alastor/Vox? for the ask meme
Hazbin Hotel is a fandom where I don't really ship anything especially hard or have any OTPs, but there are a handful of ships that intrigue me quite a bit and I can see myself potentially getting much more invested in them in the future. Vox/Alastor is definitely one of the ships that I am most 👀 about. Foe yay/enemies-with-benefits/enemies-to-lovers are some of my favorite ship dynamics so I was definitely sitting up with interest when Vox's whole obsession with Alastor was introduced (and esp that it was one of the defining characteristics of Vox from the very start). Am very curious to see if/where this goes with S2, especially as I believe that it was announced that the Vees are going to be the major antagonists next season.
#hazbin hotel#staticradio#hazbin hotel vox#hazbin hotel alastor#the other two hazbin ships that are really pinging my radar right now are zestmilla and huskerdust btw#none of them are really otps and i'm not obsessively seeking out content for them#but i am very very curious and can hypothetically envision a point where one or more of them might live rent free in my brain#but not quite yet#esp as i have other otps and hyperfixations taking up a lot more headspace rn#ask memes
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jesus i wish someone would have told me that post-concert depression is real
#like i had SUCH a high last week with a spontaneous trip and the taylor concert#(25/10 btw it was a surreal experience and i am so happy i get to go again)#but now i am just like#a vegetable on the couch#head empty#creativity last seen sometime in april it feels like#and i have like 3 (!!!) pieces that are almost finished#but not quite yet#and i know if i were to work on them for like 3 hours of pure focus#i would be able to finish them up for posting#but i just#cannot#anyways#fun stuff#may rambles#i am still alive and kicking and i pinky promise that i actually do want to post stuff
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I think I want to read some newborn Gideon angst again 👀 (Please revise your grad school essays too if you have the spoons 🥰)
Okay so I knew there was something I wanted to talk about in my essays that I hadn't done yet but I didn't know where to put it, so I just wrote it at the end under a line break, and now I think I might be writing them over. But that's okay because I have time.
And here's that Gideon for you:
“All right, I think I know one thing we could try,” Grindala says. “What do you think it’s like where Ramu is now? If he got to pick, what do you think that would look like?”
“Here,” Gideon says, automatically. Because here is where Gideon is, and he thought that Ramu always wanted to be close to him. But that wasn’t really true, was it? He shakes his head as soon as he says it. Ramu never wanted to be here. He didn’t want to be alone. But he didn’t want to be here. He was trapped here. The only reason he had stuck around as long as he did was that he didn’t have a choice, and as soon as he could, he’d left. “No. That’s not true. He’s not here, obviously. Why would he want to be here? Um. I don’t know.”
Maybe he doesn’t know Ramu at all, really.
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my (cis) brother is using my old license to buy wine and it has the gender marker F on there. so whenever he gets asked he just says “oh i’m trans”. its literally worked every single time.
#the narwhal speaks#we’re close enough in age and looks to pass for the other#if you took out photos and then shrunk it down on shitty plastic#if he gets asked why he doesnt quite look like the photo he has a whole speech planned abt how hormone replacement therapy changed so much#like muscle distribution etc#he hasnt been asked yet tho but hes practed the speech on me its totally great#what a time for our generation to be alive
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Oh, you can't answer it yet?
It's been a little over 20 years, how about now? No?
#zack reads manga#zack rereads one piece#volume 8#i mean we're a lot closer#but not quite yet#unless it's revealed in egghead#don't tell me if it is
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It's really fucked up when you treat characters like people and people like characters.
#this is about fandom but also just generally#I'm seeing a lot of this lately and I don't quite know how to talk about it yet#but man it's bumming me out
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“God's a house. Which is not to say that our house is God's house or even a house of God. What I mean to say is that our house is God.”
#house of leaves#fanart#house of leaves fanart#will navidson#digital art#artists on tumblr#mark z danielewski#my art#no spoilers pls im not quite done yet
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[Monster High] so since pink lagoona is a hot topic in the fandom, i though it'd be a fun challenge to try and make some pink lagoonas myself. there's actually a lot of material to work with imo!
these are all essentially looks for a recolored g1 lagoona, only the last one being intended for her g3 personality. i wanted to make more for g3, but didn't quite like them in execution, so maybe another time..
tropical treasure: beautiful, glamorous, colorful, but a bit more of an aquarium decoration than a strange beast. loosely inspired by bettas
ghost ship cruise: etherial haunty lagoona, inspired by jellyfish. light, translucent and probably cold to the touch
coy classic: elegant mermaid pond lagoona, inspired by koi fish. this one is kind of an amalgamation of her g1 dolls that exists in my head tbh
little axolotl: cute and quirky, like the new lagoona. inspired by axolotls and sea slugs :)
#my art#monster high#i wanted a crab/shrimp and a deep sea lagoona sooo bad#but it's not their time yet#i actually quite like new lagoonas holographic pastel rainbow vibe i just wish they experimented more with the sea creatures
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listen there really was just something about how in the book, snow’s 3-page descent from hesitant lover boy to deluded mfer happens entirely in his mind. lucy gray gives him no indication whatsoever that she suspects him, that she’s going to leave or betray him. he’s just sitting quietly in the cabin waiting for her to return when that seed of calculated suspicion, which he has needed to survive the capitol, takes a hold of him and chokes the life out of any goodness left inside him. it really drives home your terror as a reader that “oh my god did he kill her? did she escape? what happened to her? why would he even think that?” in a way that when the movie had to adjust for visualization it lost some of that holy shit this guy has lost it emphasis.
#seeing some discourse and im not saying lucy grey didnt know#im saying she never dropped the kind of hints that she knew like she did in the movie#or if she did snow isnt worried about them until he very suddenly is consumed by them#snow is not concerned about whether or not she believed him. of course she did! hes snow!#but then shes gone…. for a while……#and its the sudden immediate drastic unravelling that comes across so clearly in the book#that i knew wouldn’t translate to screen yet still cant help but miss#the hunger games#coriolanus snow#tbosas#lucy gray baird#not a crime or anything just a note that i cannot stop thinking about#the ballad of songbirds and snakes#this is all from memory of reading it quite a while ago. so maybe 3 pages is an exaggeration#but i remember it happening VERY quickly and without much external cause#like we as the reader have no indication as to whether shes nearby or not.#snow has no idea either. he just SUSPECTS. and his suspicion breeds the hatred that has been bubbling inside him all this time#he hates how she undoes him. he hates that he WOULD run away with her if shed let him keep his secrets#and he HATES more than anything that she makes him WANT to tell his secrets#he wants to be vulnerable and reveal the ugly nasty parts about himself and still be loved#but he does not let himself and it is everyone’s downfall#he chooses cruelty bc it is easy and familiar and makes him feel more powerful than the vulnerable give and take that real love requires
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last ones i swear
#team fortress 2#tf2 fanart#tf2 medic#tf2 heavy#heavymedic#tf2#im on a fitness bent atm so drawing these idiots drinking is helping me with pub based fomo#noooo sorry i cant come to the pub i gotta lift do my 5km and draw tf2#in before i get yelled at in comments: at least here in scotland dipas are served in thistle glasses but also it really doesn't matter#sometimes you might want your big hoppy flavours in wee glasses though#my next frontier re hands is drawing them interacting! im not quite good enough yet to sell the arm wrestling...i'll revisit it as i want t#share my heavy armwrestling tierlist of who-can-beat-him
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I HAVE. A QUERY. for artists who have been posting stuff online for several years now....
#saw some of my older stuff reposted and didnt feel like going through the divorce paperwork needed to take it down quite yet#so i just credited myself in the comments and then . the comments got turned off <//3 it is what it is i suppose!!#saturn is rambling down
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gojo fucks you so well because he's so terrified that any time might be his last. he holds you close to his chest, your sweaty bodies writhing against each other as you can't get any closer, and he pounds into you like there's no tomorrow.
his brows are furrowed, his lips as curled tightly as if to contain any of his moans.
"'toru, fuck, wait..." your nails are scratching deep red lines on his back, your brows furrowed in pleasure, but confused as to why he's like this. normally he's slow, teasing.
he doesn't answer, his eyes connected to where the two of you meet, your essence dripping down his balls. his hair is falling into his face, his breath hot against your neck as he buries his face in it, sucking on the column of your skin, his tongue soothing over where his teeth would nip.
he wants to mark you. he wants you to carry him on your skin because a part of him deeply worries that some night might be the last time he could do this.
he angled his hips to reach into you deeper, your back arching as your tits pressed against his solid chest, his lips finding yours as he hungrily made out with you, his grip on your waist tightening.
"love you," he'd mutter against your swollen lips, his eyes finding yours as he picked up his pace, "love you s'fuckin much."
and he fucks you to show you how he means it.
#gojo x reader#gojo x reader smut#gojo blurb#gojo x you#gojo x you smut#gojo smut#gojo drabble#i saw the leaks :)))#i need some comfort#i can't put anything into words quite yet#!!#jujutsu kaisen
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sending letters to each other (yes that’s the birdie or other of their kind from book 3)
#loving each other but not quite the lovers yet#my art#zukka#zuko#sokka#zukka fanart#avatar zuko#zuko x sokka#atla zuko#avatar sokka#avatar zukka#avatar the last airbender#sokka avatar the last airbender#zuko avatar the last airbender#fire lord zuko#sokka x zuko#zuko fanart#prince zuko#atla sokka#sokka/zuko#sokka fanart
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Nevermind, I take it back. Big fan of non-Bedlund Luci.
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