#GIVE ALEX A CROPTOP

[innytoes]

Another! 63, Reggie ship(s) of your choice

Why are all my friends so pretty?

Look, it was kind of Flynn's fault Reggie was in this mess, so it was only fair that she stay and babysit his loopy ass while the rest of their friends went clubbing. She should have known better than to ask the walking disaster to help her get down the shoes she'd accidentally tossed out her window and into a tree trying to scare off the horny pigeons in her window sill. She should have waited for like, Julie. Or Bobby. Or Alex. Even Luke would have probably been better, honestly.

Instead, Reggie had climbed the tree, rescued her shoes, and promptly fallen out and broken his leg. The hospital had given him some pretty strong painkillers that he'd immediately handed over to Alex, afraid of taking to many. Now, Flynn was In Charge Of The Drugs, with a very strict schedule posted on the fridge. He’d taken his pill just before she got here, so he wasn’t due another one for four hours.

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Alex asked, tugging at the crop top Willie insisted he wear. His cheekbones had been highlighted to hell and back by Carrie. She had opted to stay in with Flynn and Reggie for the night, but had thrown herself into playing hair and makeup for the people going out, which was the best part anyway, according to her. Alex looked radiant.

"Of course," she said reassuringly. "Me and Reggie have a whole evening of watching shows about cute dogs planned, isn't that right, Reg?" Reggie blinked at his name, startled out of where he was staring at Alex, and gave a thumbs up.

"Okay," Alex said, before letting himself be distracted by Willie, who pulled him into a kiss. Man, whatever lipstick Carrie had used on Willie was good. Not a smudge out of place. The dreamy look on Reggie's face was back. Oh, interesting. She was one hundred per cent going to bring this up to Carrie later.

Speaking of, she came out of one of the bedrooms, brandishing a lip gloss at her cousin, who slapped at her to keep her away. “I’m not wearing lip gloss, Carrie,”  he snapped. “Or that mesh top.” He was wearing his usual black-shirt-red-suspenders outfit, with some nice stompy boots, and his hair artfully mussed. But Flynn had to admit, the mesh top would probably look hot.

“Who’s going to want to kiss your gross chapped lips, then?” Carrie shot back. “Reggie, tell him he’s not getting any if he doesn’t listen to me.”

Reggie blinked, looking Bobby up and down. The guy scowled, crossing his arms defensively. “You look really pretty, Bobby,” Reggie said instead, the traitor. An uncharacteristic smile broke out over Bobby’s face, and he leaned over the couch to ruffle Reggie’s hair.

“Thanks, buddy,” he said, before going to the kitchen to pre-game some shots.

“That doesn’t count, he’s stoned off his gourd,” Carrie muttered mutinously. Still, she settled down when Julie let her do her make-up. She and Luke were also dressed to the nines, and Flynn was kind of regretting volunteering for Reggie-sitting duty now, except for how it was totally her responsibility. They pressed a kiss to Reggie’s forehead and cheek, before the gang all headed out the door in a flurry of chaos.

Reggie watched them go, waving and smiling, before flopping down on the couch, his head landing in Flynn’s lap, propping his cast up on the squishy arm of the sofa. “Why are all my friends so pretty?” he whined, pressing his hands to his face.

“You mean Alex?” Flynn asked. She gave Carrie a Look, and her girlfriend settled in on the chair near the sofa, crossing her legs and looking intrigued.

“And Willie,” Reggie moaned. “And Bobby.” He paused, peeking through his fingers up at her. “You and Carrie are also pretty but I respect your opinion that boys are gross and have cooties.”

“The word is... you know what, you’re right,” Carrie said. “Boys are gross and have cooties. Especially Bobby. I’m disappointed in you, Reginald.”

“I knoooow,” Reggie whined, only dropping his hands when Flynn started petting his hair. “Alex and Willie are totally happy together, and I’m already dating Luke and Julie. It’s so selfish of me to want more.”

Flynn blinked, sharing a look with Carrie. Apparently stoned Reggie was a very, very honest Reggie, and this was more than they’d bargained for with a bit of light teasing. Shockingly, it was Carrie who stepped up, even though she hated ‘mushy feeling stuff’ most of the time.

“Do you think Julie’s selfish? She’s dating you and Luke and Flynn.”

“What? No!” Reggie said quickly, offended. He tried to glare at Carrie from his place with his head in Flynn’s lap, but mostly just managed to squint and pout. “Julie’s special, she has a big heart.”

“So do you, sunshine,” Flynn said, booping Reggie’s nose. He tried to boop hers in return, but he missed her face by a mile, dropping his hand back on his chest and pouting until she started stroking his hair again. “Julie and Luke won’t be upset if you want to date someone else.” He seemed to mull it over. Or maybe he just saw an interesting spot on the ceiling. Apparently Julie had gone grocery shopping earlier this week and had found him an hour later, exactly where she left him, stroking one of her fluffy pillows.

“Besides, Bobby’s had a crush on you since he was fifteen,” Carrie said casually, inspecting her fingernails.

Reggie shot up. “Really?”

“That explains so much,” Flynn said. Like how Reggie was the only one who could get piggyback rides from Bobby. He just dropped everyone else. And how Bobby always made sure to sneak in Reggie’s favourite snacks when they went to the movies. And how Reggie was the only one who was able to coax out a smile out of him when he was in one of his Grumpy Cat moods.

“Where’s my phone, I need to text Bobby,” Reggie said, flailing around the couch cushions until Flynn desperately pulled him back to lay down before he fell off the couch and re-broke his leg.

“No texting while stoned,” Carrie said sternly. Reggie pouted, but stopped flailing.

“Besides, maybe talk to Luke and Julie first,” Flynn suggested. He still had another two days on these meds, which would give him plenty of time to bumble through a Serious Conversation. Maybe she’d give Jules a heads up, though, just in case the high dosage of painkillers seriously addled what Reggie was trying to say. She didn’t have time for any sitcom levels of misunderstanding here. She and Carrie may live for The Drama, but only other people’s drama. Not their people’s.

“Myeah,” Reggie said, already flagging after his bout of energy. Flynn smiled, stroking his hair out of his eyes, and he settled back down, melting into her. It didn’t even take half an episode of Puppy Palace for him to fall asleep. And if she and Carrie spent the next hour gossiping and taking bets on how many people Reggie ended up dating, well, that was one of the joys of being in a polycule like theirs, wasn’t it?

[ldntommo]

Questions Tag Game

Tagged by @imsupposedtobewritting (thank you rae 🖤)

Name: alexina (or just alex)

Star Sign: aries

Height: 5'4

Time: 17:59 pm

Birthday: april 12th

Favorithe band/artist: all time favorite is guns n roses. but also halsey, louis tomlinson, twenty one pilots. i literally listen to every genre

Last Movie: the batman (2022). shocking news i don't really watch movies and this is the only batman movie i have ever seen

Last Show: shameless

When did I create this blog: too long ago, like 10 years ago or so. i had another blog before this too so have been here quite a while

What I post: reblog stuff, mostly 911 and shameless right now. blabber about anything and everything. sometimes i post about bipolar as i'm unfortunately living with it

Last thing I googled: how much is 165 cm in feet lmao

Other blogs: no you'll never know!!! i last updated it when i was 19 and i'm 27 now and embarrassed

Do I get asks: not really no

Following: 223. a lot of those inactive 1d blogs i followed like 5 years ago (won't unfollow bc those are my beloved mutuals i hope will one day be active again 🥺)

Average hours of sleep: i have a really fucked up sleeping schedule so can't really say what's the average

Instruments: used to play guitar but please don't give me one lmao i probably have no idea how to handle one anymore

What I'm wearing: croptop and sweatpants. i'm a basic bitch ok

Dream job: bro i don't dream of working. a trophy wife

Dream trip: italy or mexico. can't decide between these two

Nationality: suomiperkele (finnish) 🇫🇮🇫🇮

Favorite Songs: no i can't, there's too many. one of them is halsey's new one "so good"

Last book I've read: it was work related so nobody really cares. i know i didn't

Top 3 fictional universes I'd like to live in: 911, tvd (to flirt with katherine), spn

Tagging: anyone who wants to do it 🖤🖤 i love to read these but am too lazy to tag anyone rn

[sundrenched-smilez]

trans pride asks: 2, 6, 11, 12, 17, 24, 32

2. what does your name mean (either literally, or to you personally)

so!! in bee and puppycat, there’s a charcter named cas, and she’s rly cool and i love her hair. so i wanted to also go by cass, but wanted a unique name, so for longform i chose cassette!!! i forget what gave me that idea, but i love it so much and it’s so me, and retro, and i love it. it means the world to me to finally have a name that suits me and feels good n natural c: 

6. what’s something you’re most looking forward to in your transition (or something that was your favorite part of transitioning)?

havin boobs baybee!!!! ive always wanted the n now i Have Some n im v happy :~)) i want bigger ones, like just enough to have cleavage, but i’m sure ill get there eventually

also my skin is suuuuper soft now, it’s amazing

11. if you’re on hrt, what changes suprised you the most?

im lactose intolerant now?? idk if thats bc of hrt or not, but i wasn’t when i started. i dont think. 

better orgasms but still not as good as id like!!

12. what gives you the most gender euphoria?

being seen as  vry/completely androgynous, like ppl just cant tell??? my gender, n i love confusing them. >:33 like even other queer folks have had trouble telling, n it gives me Such Power. it’s rly amusing n pleasing

17. who’s your favorite trans character? or do you have any characters you headcanon as trans?

alex fierro from the magnus chase series!! she always blurts out whenever her pronouns change, and it’s rly lovely and not like, forced? she’s just unabashedly her

24. any trans role models?

not any real ppl unfortunately. alex fierro is good, idk any like, trans folk that i look up to, off the top of my head? mb u in some aspects tbh? ur rly rad, seem like u live a good life, and ur fun, sweet, great to be around <3 <3 not to gush, but also to gush a bit

32. which gender roles or cis beliefs do you find most ridiculous?

that women don’t know anything, it’s so dumb. i also dont get straight relationships or straight men. gender reveal parties/gender reveal junk in general. like ppl r literally making u pay hundreds (presumably) to know which roles ur gonna assign 2 yr baby, i hate it!!! 

gender = hair thing? like ive gotten misgendered one way, n then they looked up n was like “oh sorry maam, i didn’t see your hair” like what???

that or ill b wearing like a croptop and cutoff shorts that r dangerously close 2 showcasing my pretty lil ass to the world, n have a bra on to accentuate my boobs, and ppl STILL think im a guy, like wtf wtf r they on,,, cmon,,, 

cis ppl frustrate me so much,,, grumble grumble

ilu tysm for the distraction!!! also pls msg me abt pirates of the caribbean, i wanna watch them n ik ur the Prime Person to screem w abt those movies bc u love em

[dontjudgesomeonebytheirblog]

Drabble: Alex sexually harassing and taking advantage of Stella at a heavily public con with hypnosis.

@tornvoid

Alex was excited for the con as soon as Stella told her about it, and her desire to cosplay. Alex "helped" Stella pick their costumes, Alex would go as Medusa, and Stella as a genderbent Free. Stella, the seamstress of the two, worked hard on the cosplays, taking notes from Alex about how to change the costumes. Slowly, Stella's shirt became a prison stripe crop top, her pants becoming effectively a loin cloth. Alex also added a muzzle to Stella's outfit, and a collar, since Medusa was supposed to be in charge, after all. The changes were introduced slowly enough that, until the day of the Con came, Stella didn't notice anything amiss.

"I can't go out in this, I'll get kicked out," she complained. Alex, reassuring hand, stroked her hair. "No, everyone's dressed up like this for the con. Besides, after you hooked up with the teacher, don't you feel more liberated?" she offered, giving Stella the muzzle to strap to her face. Stella didn't notice, until she put it on, that there was a gag inside of it that she couldn't avoid putting in her mouth... and Alex had just sealed the muzzle shut, Stella couldn't unlock it without the key in Alex's purse. "Remember, if you feel uncomfortable today, just use the safeword," she reminded Stella, smirking once Stella wasn't looking at her face.

At the con, Stella's succubus aura kept others from paying too much attention to her slutty dress, just like Alex knew it would. They saw her, and even could appreciate how sexy she was, but it never entered their minds that Stella was dressed inappropriately.

"Oh, we need to go to the panel, after all, we don't want to slip up, and miss what we came for," she said. Stella hurried to take off her panties, as the hypnotic suggestion told her to do, while Alex tugged on her leash.

In the panel, Alex teased Stella more and more, fondling her breasts, flipping her loin cloth up to show off her bare pussy, and just having a blast. Stella, mortified, just froze and let Alex do everything she wanted, ashamed at herself for how horny the violations made her feel.

Walking out of the panel, Stella had her croptop pulled back to show off her large breasts, not even realizing that she was flashing everyone at the Con, she was in such a daze. That, was when Alex made her move. "Nake Snake," she whispered in Stella's ear, causing her to drop, her mind growing blank. Stella was still in there, and could feel everything happening, but could do nothing, couldn't move or cry out, she was a dumb doll now. Alex rubbed herself up and down Stella, sucking on her breasts, (were they getting firmer?), rubbing her pussy, turning the loincloth to the side, to show off Stella's wet holes. Alex unlocked the muzzle from Stella's head, pulling the gag out, and forced her to her knees. "Howl, my little wolf, howl like the bitch in heat you are," she grinned, and Stella agreed, howling and whimpering. Her mind was a tumult of sensation, but she couldn't stop, nor did she think she wanted to. Alex stripped Stella completely naked and led her around on all fours.

Now that Stella was primed and ready for use, her aura shifted, and people wanted her. Many congoers came over and asked to use the puppy, either just a little bit of relief from her mouth, or a rough fuck in either of her two holes. Alex told them the price, and they paid. Stella, deep in her brain, lost track of time and fucks, found herself enjoying everything more and more, and by the time that she was brought back to herself, the hypnosis finally worn off, she didn't stop, just begged for another cock, another pussy.

Finally, the con ended for the day, Stella blowing the bus driver on the way back to school. It was all she could do to keep herself sitting still without masturbating from the loads of cum filling her up, in both holes.

In the shower at home, Stella scrubbed herself clean, having finally come to her senses about what had happened, but as the water washed her off, she found herself wondering if it had even happened. As the cum drained out of her, so did the memories of the day, until all that she had were vague recollections of how good it would feel to be used like a toy, to be filled again and again... and those dreams had been going on since she'd fucked her teacher. Still, the con had been fun... at least she thinks it had been. Still, she can't wait to go back next year.

[darling-young-demons]

“Yeah... I hope you’re right baby... I’m probably just freaking out a bit... Y’know... I haven’t been seriously injured or in a hospital since... Geez I was twenty years old I think..? Maybe a little younger... I took... A lot of stuff... I was the dumbass who decided to mix booze and OxyContin... I overdosed and I had to get my stomach pumped... Almost died... But Dark was able to carry my sorry ass to the hospital quick enough...” He reminisced a moment, sighing softly, looking at her a moment, smiling weakly at the kiss, trying to nuzzle s little closer to her, “I know... I still wanna get you the works... You... You deserve it for dealing with me... And I love you... So damn much... I wanna give you something that shows it... Whether you think you want it or not, I’m still getting it, you have no choice...” He told her, looking up at her. He bit his lip a moment as he did... He knew her well enough to tell when she was upset... She was just as scared as he was... It broke his heart.

Kat looked between all of them, raising an eyebrow, “Geez you guys don’t all have to beg me, I was gonna say yes anyway...” She spoke, reaching up to cup Tal’s cheek, “Yeah... You can come... Watch me back for me ok..? Just try not to get too close, ok? If he freaks out then get him, but if he’s as unstable as he was before... Seeing you there might trigger him quick...” She told him, having to jump up a bit to kiss his nose. “Question is... Where the hell is he..?” Alex sighed and shrugged, “I don’t know... I mean... If he’s being possessed or whatever... I mean, I don’t know if it’s possible... But Asmodeus is a pretty powerful demon... Like on the same level as the big guy himself... So maybe he could..? Maybe a little bit of his soul went with his powers..? That’s the best I got... So if he’s in Dark’s body..? Maybe he would go somewhere Asmodeus would go..?”

The incubus has been staying nearby the café as he had intentions of visiting his sister in a few days. Of course he wanted to have his fun first, party a little, meet new people, the usual. He had settled in just earlier today and had decided to unwind by heading to the place so he could get some iced coffee and relax. Stefan had walked into the building wearing sleeveless black croptop with the word ‘THOT’ written in big bold letters with white high rise jean short-shorts, a denim jacket over it along with white leather flat walking shoes embroidered with a cherry blossom design. Rounded black shades covered his eyes and his long raven hair was in a bun on top of his head. He was getting looks, but he didn’t really care at all, he enjoyed the attention in all honestly. He walked up and ordered his iced coffee calmly, sending a wink to the barista before looking around for a place to sit. “Hm...” He took a sip of his drink before walking towards Adeline, “Excuse me, dear. Mind if I sit here? I won’t bother you too much.” He asked looking down from over his shades, revealing his icy blue eyes.

Continued with @originofthedark from x

Asmodeus simply watched her for a moment, silently taking in everything about her. The demon slowly knelt down a bit to her height, putting a finger under her chin and making sure that she was looking directly at him, a finger wiping her tears. The whites of his eyes were pitch black, but his irises were white, making them pop out more and give the impression that he was looking into her soul. “My dear, if you have a disruptive child or an animal. Do you rid of it at the first outburst? Of course not, you discipline it until it learns its lesson… Dantanian is my pet… And he will be punished until he learns… I do not know where he is at the moment, if I did I would not have brought you here, I would have already had him back on my lap…” He told her calmly, seemingly only having one goal and nothing to stop him.

He hummed softly, looking to Erastus a moment, “You may go now. You never cease to disappoint me, now you may take a prize before you go… Any one you please…” He told him as he motioned to the collared men and woman surrounding them. They all seemed to tense all at once, nervous of who he would choose. The smaller demon chuckled softly, saluting him before going and grabbing a young woman by her hair and dragging her out, the poor girl crying and pleading to be freed along the way. Asmodeus sighed contently as he looked to Adeline again, “Here… You do not seem to fit in quite yet… Maybe this will help you become comfortable…” With a snap of his fingers, her clothes suddenly changing off of her and into a gold and black outfit that barely covered anything, probably not even counting for clothes.