#Jack's gender tag

[jacklefay]

Happy Pride y'all! It's Day 70 of being on T for your friendly neighborhood trans-masc nonbinary graysexual 🏳️‍🌈💪🏻🏳️‍⚧️

[cyberluvzu]

Hello! :3

Could you do how Jeff, EJ, Toby and Ben (all separated) would react to Y/N being uncomfortable because of stretch marks on the thighs (or other parts of the body)?? Like what would they do or say about it :D

Sorry if it was a very long request or something ;)

Have a good day/night <3

Luv ya !! ♡

EJ, Jeff, Toby, and BEN with an insecure partner

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MWAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA I LOVE THIS. As someone with stretch marks I totally get being insecure about them. BUT ALL OF Y'ALL LOOK SO HOT AND SMEXY WITH THEM I JUST WANNA EAT YOU UP KAGAKGSKAGJAMZ

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EYELESS JACK

Bro does NOT care

He's genuinely so confused when he figures out you're insecure about them

Stretch marks? So what?

He literally has tar leaking out of his eyesockets, why on Earth would he care about you having stretch marks?

When/if you explain why you're insecure about your stretch marks, then he'll understand

He completely gets being insecure about the way you look, he feels the same way about himself sometimes (all the time)

I also like to think that because of the whole demon transformation that Jack also has stretch marks because his body changed so quickly

He just doesn't care about his stretch marks, considering everything else he has going on

He'll think about telling you that he has them too, and he doesn't care about them, so why would he care about yours?

But then backs out of it because he thinks that he's ugly and doesn't want you seeing yourself in that light

Instead he'll reassure you every now and then

The way that he reassures you is a bit different to say the least because he doesn't entirely understand social cues or social "rules"

He just will very bluntly tell you to not be insecure and that you look good. I like to think that EJ can catch onto your mood very fast because of how observant he is, so he'll know that something is up almost immediately

You'd be feeling down about your stretch marks and he'd know that you're upset, but not know what it's about.

Once he catches onto you being a little extra insecure that day he'll try his best to cheer you up in his own little way

He will, in fact, headbutt you like a cat that wants attention. He does it in an effort to distract you with something that he knows you like about himself. He also does it because he knows you'll smiling at him everytime he does it

He just doesn't want you to feel bad about yourself in the way he feels bad about himself

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BEN DROWNED

He doesn't give a shit

LMAO

He thinks that you are already so perfect and gets almost upset that you'd ever be insecure about yourself

I think that he would get very obsessive when in a relationship and that's just one of the things he does

He gets upset that you think your stretch marks are "ugly" because in his eyes you genuinely have NO flaws

He does comfort you but his way of doing that is with words of "affirmation"

Or at least that's what he likes to call it

He'll see you looking all cute and immediately whistle and say something along the lines of "looking good, hot stuff" or something cliche like that

He would definitely reassure you by touching you, he's already a person that likes physical contact so this just gives him more of an excuse to grab at you

Stretch marks on your thighs? Boom him hand is there. Tummy? His hand his already there, babe. Literally anywhere you have stretch marks? You bet your ass he's on it

He would FOR SURE send you memes about it to cheer you up, he already sends you couple memes but now he's gonna go overboard with it

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JEFF THE KILLER

He deadass doesn't understand bro

And not in the "aw you're so cute" way. It's more in the "why the fuck would you even think that?" way

He doesn't understand certain insecurities because he hasn't experienced them and because he is pretty obsessed with himself

You will have to literally sit down with this man and explain why you're insecure about your stretch marks, and he STILL wouldn't fully understand

He would understand that his partner is uncomfortable with their body and try to comfort you in his own way, but his way is rather aggressive(?) to say the least

He will literally yell words of affirmation at you from across the room when he even feels like you're getting SLIGHTLY insecure, sometimes when you're not even feeling that way

He'd buy you a cute little outfit and then make your ass stand in front of a mirror and have you call yourself beautiful/handsome

"Jeff, I don't know about this.."

"CALL YOURSELF GOOD LOOKING RIGHT NOW"

He'll most likely stand behind you and watch you do it. Probably propping his head on your shoulder and wrapping his arms around you

He's so silly I love and hate him so bad

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TICCI TOBY

Oh, tic tac tobiathan

He is so sweet when it comes to this

He'll understand if you explain it to him and is pretty sympathetic when it comes to being insecure

He is also insecure about a slew of things from his gash to some of his tics, so he completely gets being insecure about something that you cannot control

When cuddling he'd like to trace patterns on wherever you have stretch marks and whisper to you about how they're so cool/pretty

He thinks that they're so cool

Definitely calls them cute names like "tiger stripes" or "lightning marks" and even "snake skin" if you'd let him

Tries his best to make you forget about your stretch marks when you feel bad about having them

He would definitely distract you in an effort to make you feel better because that's what he would like

Would literally do anything in order to make you happy in that moment, he'd let you play with his hair, cuddle, watch a movie and snuggle, anything that would make you feel better, he'd do

I like to think that Toby is kinda like Ben, in the sense that they both get obsessive when in a relationship

Toby will hyperfixate on you because of how much he loves you so he would catch onto you being insecure about yourself FAST

Before you can even realize it, he's already distracting you with anything that he can in order to cheer you up

He'd also bite the shit outta where you have stretch marks

LMFAO

I'm sorry but that boy is MUZZLED because he BITES

So why wouldn't he bite you as a form of affection?

He'd like to bite you wherever you have them also because he likes the texture of it, he'd just sit there and gnaw on you until you physically pull him off

I love him sm I'm gonna kiss his face violently

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I'VE FINALLY DONE IT GUYS, I'VE FINISHED ONE FANFIC 🙏🙏🙏🙏

Lmfao thank y'all for being so patient w me and waiting for a gazillion years 🫶 I have been VERY busy with school but it thankfully is not kicking my ass this year

[rockybloo]

Jack as the Hatbox Ghost?

Nana has big ghost bride potential but

I just can't imagine Jack as a legit hatbox ghost. I can easily see him getting his head stuff in a hatbox as a ghost tho.

[uchanuku]

I feel like Jackrum and Polly both do “funny as long as they were useless, and safe as long as they were funny” thing. Jackrum plays up the jolly fat man routine to manipulate people into getting what he wants and discouraging people from further investigation, just as Pols acted like the ditzy bargirl to avoid abomination and convince people let their guard down. I think they both got it instilled in them for similar reasons, being a girl in an overly conservative and militaristic country. They both use it in the regiment when dealing with the higher ups.

This isnt as articulate as I would have liked but whatever.

[omegastation]

i really really really reeeaaaaaly wish they would have added a joker romance to the legendary edition, or patched one into all the original games. it's so cruel that they leave an npc as amazing as joker unromanceable. justice for joker lovers!

Aaaw. I knew they wouldn't add anything to MELE and didn't expect them to, but I agree that romancing Joker would have been very nice. No matter who Shepard is linked with, I don't think you can easily separate Shepard from Joker & the Normandy. And I think it would have made sense beginning in ME2 and leading to ME3. I would have liked the opportunity for my MShep at least!

Btw, I'm not sure Bioware set out to be cruel about some romances/failed opportunities, but it can be upsetting for sure, especially after three games!

[a-million-usernames]

All Too Well (Intro)

Last year, @burningdownthedark hit both @leatherboundbirate and I with an idea for an au of our au, featuring All Too Well and I thought you know, I'm going to write about this. AND NO SHOCKER HERE but I'm still in the process of doing so. But this is a little smidge of a teaser. An intro to the piece, if you will.

Warnings: Daddy Kink, Power Dynamics, Professor/Student Dynamic, Gendered Pet Name(s) Word Count: 333 This is also on AO3, if you're interested in reading there.

“I don’t want to go back home—back to reality.”

The large, warm hand that rests on your bare thigh gives a reassuring squeeze as Jack looks over at you from his spot behind the wheel. The air is still tinged with a hint of summery warmth—warm enough to keep the windows down as he drives—in spite of the leaves that have already begun to change in the early Autumn days, coloring the hills in small pops of reds and yellows. Jack’s hair, now streaked with gray, tousles in the breeze as his thumb taps lightly against the wheel.

“I know, Princess.” Slowly, his foot presses down onto the brake, the car rolling to a gradual stop at the intersection. “C’mere,” he says before pouting his lips out to signal his need for more of your affection.

The scent of his cologne is much stronger now that you’re leaning across the console, a hand grazing the soft fabric of the scarf—your scarf—that hangs loosely from his neck. The more that you lean into him, the further his hand inadvertently slides up your thigh until it is disappearing beneath the flowy material of your dress, fingers grazing along your rapidly dampening underwear. A sound of satisfaction rumbles in the depths of Jack’s chest when your lips finally close the distance to meet his. The kiss is slow and unhurried complete with tongues that glide along one another and teeth that nip at plush bottom lips.

“Did you have a nice weekend,” he asks when the kiss comes to an end.

“Yes, Daddy.”

Jack is on the verge of leaning in for another kiss when a horn blares loudly from behind. His eyes shift to look at the light which has now switched to green and moves his foot off the brake to step on the gas. The hand at your thigh gives another squeeze before slipping away entirely as the sound of your mischievous giggles and the slide of his zipper fill the car’s interior.

[oujinomikoto]

Rise of the Guardians from the Easter Bunny’s perspective.

[zerocksout]

The Demon Butcher of Faz Street

Oh boy. It's here. It's small and short, but the stage is set and it's here. Ooooh man, I am getting chills now that the stage is set!

I am excited to write this out! This was also inspired by the most recent Monty and Puppet Podcast when Bloodmoon mentioned they knew damn well how to butcher a deer. Welp. Boys. In honor of the twins and Bloody's brother -- Harvest will be taking the center stage for this fic. (With some cosmetic changes for the story's sake!)

I have so many devious plans~

[ronnyraygun]

Some more of my Earth’s Frankie doodles because this woman is a different breed [she is going to pummel you to death].

[nyupuun]

I love the Yugioh Card Game and I think there's something so special about it and I also love being super into the anime. Like. I!!!! can be Jack Atlas!!!!!! I can summon a billion big dragons out and pummel my opponent into the ground. ME!!!!!

[jacklefay]

I did it! Day 1 of low dose T!

[clockworkthenightbard]

i'd like to thank this fucking guy v

for trans-ing my gender even more.

i didn't think it was possible🎉

[izzyspussy]

As far as my personal worldbuilding for this (potential) fic goes, they would only be able to undergo a "medical" transition from omega to alpha (or vice versa, though not relevant in their case). Any transition from or to beta would be an exclusively social transition. If that factors.

[soullessjack]

Question for you about baby Jack: do you think the same people that flatten Jack tend to also woobify Cas to the point of comical gentleness and stereotypical femininity? I was thinking about the implications for both autistic characters having their violence and harsh parts cut away to make them more palatable/adorable.

YES OH MY FUCKING GOD THANK YOU FOR MENTIONING IT.

It was definitely way worse around like S6-7 with Crazy!Cas than it is now, especially as a product of the show’s airing time and how queer men (ie Dean and Cas) were generally viewed during then; if you’ve been on the 2010’s internet you might remember all those mlm ship dynamics that were really just repackages of traditional marriage and gender roles: Alpha/Beta, Top/Bottom, Dom/Sub, etc.

/ Full disclosure that I was *not in these online circles during the 2010’s and I’m not any sort of gender studies expert, so anyone’s free to correct me if I get stuff wrong lol. /

But from what I’ve seen and what I know, Alphas, Tops, and Doms are typically very stereotypically masculine, carrying all the stereotypical traits like aggression and emotional unavailability, and filling in stereo-traditionally masculine roles like being protectors or providers. Vice versa, Betas/Bottoms/Subs were usually the extremely effeminate other half; they were more emotionally sensitive and weak, needed to be protected, and for the most part portrayed as looking physically androgynous or “soft.” Ergo, you have basically affixed these queer men to acting as The Man and The Woman, even though it’s two men.

Like I said, it’s definitely gone away for the most part, especially with the rise in actual gender studies and how gender expression is viewed, especially for men. I’ll still see it in some Destiel art here and there where Dean is this big gruff strong pants-wearer saving a blushing baby-faced dress-clad Cas, (cough wheeze diminuel but you didn’t hear that from me) but thankfully it isn’t thee most prevalent content made for Cas the way baby!jack is thee most prevalent content made for Jack, and there have been plenty of people over the years to come forward and correctly establish Cas as a way more dominant and capable guy than the ao3 fics would have you believe.

Same goes for Dean! He’s set up to be The Man, he likes violence and steak and guns and sleazy dive bar sex, but he’s a very emotionally sensitive man and has his own dips into femininity (Rhonda Hurley, cooking/baking, being Sam’s ‘mother,’ etc.) I’m actually of the opinion that SPN has some of the queerest masculinity ever , and again I’m not a gender studies student or expert by a long shot, but I do think there’s something to be said about how a show that is sort of built on a reversal and deconstruction of the nuclear family (ie Mary being a hunter and John being a normal man, Dean being Sam’s mother in their childhood) is so constantly regurgitated into those very roles by the fandom:

Sam is the “mom” of Jack’s 3 dads, Cas is the sensitive effeminate bean who needs big strong brawny man Dean to protect him, etc., and with Jack’s confirmation as non-binary so many ppl took to drawing them in mostly feminine fashion (which to me speaks a lot to how queer masculinity is treated but that’s for another post I think).

There’s also a lot to be said about how important mothers and motherhood are to SPN. Mary Winchester, Kelly Kline, Lily Sunder, Rowena Macleod, Jody Mills, Amelia Novak, I’m sure I could go on. Sam and Dean follow in the footsteps of their mother’s family as hunters. Castiel bonds with Jack through Kelly, and Jack takes after Kelly more than he does Lucifer (his grandma even points out that he sort of looks like her). I’m absolutely not saying SPN is this ultra feminist show, but when it tries it tries, and what it lays down is very much worth picking up.

you’ll have to forgive me for centering Jack on a Cas ask but I promise it’s not for nothing. like, the whole “twist” to Jack’s character isn’t just that he’s good or sweet; it’s also that he’s much more like his mother. Not only does he look like her, but he’s also very emotional; he’s sensitive, he’s intuitive, he’s deeply empathetic. and where most teen boys wanna be like their old man, he wants to be more like Kelly; even keeping her name as his own. of course he presents fairly masculinely, as do the other guys (unless we’re counting kitchen aprons as a feminine thing, which I only would with a grain of salt), but so much of his character is faceted in being like Kelly; being like his mother, being like a woman, and within the show’s framework that’s a celebrated thing!

I feel like I’m getting away from the original question so here’s some last thoughts to send out the door with you:

> Sam and Dean’s connection and relationship to Mary is also celebrated within the show, arguably more so than their relationship with John

> the importance of mothers in spn is somewhat highlighted by their absences (Sam and Dean, Claire)

TLDR: supernatural accidentally smashed the nuclear gender family and made their men queer and fandom culture/patriarchal norms doesn’t understand it because masculinity isn’t seen as inherently queer the way femininity/androgyny is

[galwithalibrarycard]

Developing an allergy to any mention of the Doc as being monosexual in any direction tbqh. They have literally always been 100% bisexual please I’m so tired

[a-million-usernames]

All Too Well (Part Two)

Last year, @burningdownthedark hit both @leatherboundbirate and I with an idea for an au of our au, featuring All Too Well and I thought you know, I’m going to write about this. AND NO SHOCKER HERE but I’m still in the process of doing so. This is the second part, which is a follow up to the Intro, which you can read here.

Warnings:Female Reader, Angst, Daddy Kink, Gendered Pet Names, Student/Teacher Power Dynamic, Light Choking/Gagging Word Count:1,435 As always, you can find this over on AO3.

Months later the mild warmth of early Autumn days has long since given way to the bitter and whipping winds of a colder than normal winter, but in the confines of a locked office, the two of you remain oh so warm. Panted breaths remain hushed to prevent those kept at bay by the closed door from becoming privy to what’s currently unfolding as clumsy hands fumble with a belt, the buckle soon knocking heavily against the exposed wooden top of the desk between your parted legs. Jack utters a soft hush against your lips, swallowing down a moan that slips free from your lips when deft fingers pull aside dampened fabric to explore your already glistening cunt. You respond in kind, wrapping a hand around the thick girth of his half-hard cock, causing his hips to buck further into your grasp; a silent urging for you to continue.

“That’s it, Princess,” he gasps into your mouth when your hand gives a tentative squeeze before setting a steady rhythm. “Want you to get Daddy nice ‘n’ hard before I–mmmfffuck–wreck this little pussy.”

A happy little noise is emitted, something akin to a breathy laugh or maybe a gasp—perhaps a mix of the two, Jack cannot really tell. Truthfully, he’s too far gone to really care, lost in the way that your soft hand strokes up and down his cock that now stands rigid against your palm. His hips begin to give tentative thrusts that move in perfect rhythm with your hand and this time, when your thumb glides along the head of his cock to spread and smear the beads of precum that have already gathered, it is Jack who is forced to be as quiet as possible. His lips part against yours, and a puff of hot air fans across your face as he huffs out a silent moan in response to the touch. God, he’s going to miss this when—

No, he shakes the thought from his mind.

He’s going to enjoy this moment with you. And enjoy he does when he pulls his fingers from your slick cunt, watching as they glisten beneath the harsh fluorescent lights overhead.

“Open,” he instructs.

It comes as no surprise to him that you do as you’re told, opening your mouth to reveal your tongue to him. He slides his fingers in, showing little mercy when he jabs them into the back of your throat. He likes this, likes watching as your happy expression changes to one of focus and concentration as you struggle not to choke on thick digits. You fail, of course. You always fail—small choking noises fill the room, and as you struggle against him, he can feel the way that your hand inadvertently grips and squeezes his cock tighter, as if doing so helps to brace you through moments such as this. His cock throbs against your palm and, fuck, he’d love nothing more than to have you on your knees in front of him, his angry, red cock shoved deep into the back of your throat as you fight against him, struggling to breathe while he stuffs you full.

He shakes the image from his mind, chasing away darker thoughts that always linger so dangerously close—too close for his liking.

Now that his fingers have been sufficiently cleaned, he pulls them free from your mouth and uses the spit that now covers them to slicken his cock once he chases away the hand that had been holding it mere seconds ago. Even held in his large hand, his cock still manages to look impressive and intimidating and though he knows that you yield to him so perfectly, taking him with little complaint each time, he cannot help but wonder if this is finally the time you tell him that it is too much.

Jack takes a step forward, his slacks now slipping down to the midway points of his thighs from the movement. He takes his time now, teasing the both of you as he slides the head of his cock up along your wet pussy, circling it around your clit over and over again. He loves this moment, as torturous as it is for him, because he knows that it is even more so for you; the light taps his doles out onto the sensitive bundle of nerves coupled with the ceaseless circling are almost always guaranteed to have your body trembling beneath his.

Oh, how he loves to see you at his mercy.

He waits until you are teetering so dangerously close to the edge, right when you begin to spasm and clench around nothing, though you’re still not quite there yet. Only then does he allow his cock to slip down until it notches in the warmth of your cunt, and without allowing for any accommodation to his girth, Jack seizes forward, stopping only when he can go no further, until he is buried in you completely. It’s risky, he knows, doing this to you when there are people right outside of the door, administrators who could hear if you so much as let a moan or a scream slip past those pretty lips of yours. But it’s the thrill of such a notion that Jack loves so much. Even in spite of his rough handling, how he purposely tries to coax the faintest little whimper from you—tries to see how much he can get away with—you always manage to stay perfectly quiet.

His perfect girl.

Your pussy feels as if it was made for him, gripping him tightly, bringing him closer and closer to his release with each stroke of his cock against your soft, slick walls. The desk squeaks once beneath you on a particularly rough thrust, and though Jack shifts his attention to the door, his hips never once cease their relentless onslaught. His brow is beaded with sweat when he looks back to you, brows now pinched in concentration and face reddened by the strain of keeping quiet. He slips a hand between the two of you to work a calloused thumb against your already sensitive and stiffened clit, circling it over and over again until finally—fuck, finally—he can feel your cunt fluttering around him and gripping him even tighter than before. His free hand is quick to slip over your mouth, perhaps gripping a little too hard as he stops the cries that always inevitably slip free in spite of your best efforts to keep them at bay.

Jack, the very man who you’ve heard snarling, grunting, and growling like a feral beast possessed in your most heated of moments, cums with birthing more than the tiniest whimper. Throwing his head back, veins and tendons straining with the effort of being silent in a moment when he’d love nothing more than to roar with ferocity, his hips stutter and then still entirely. His cock throbs with each rope of cum that he shoots deep into your greedy little cunt. When he finally settles, the all too intense sensation passing, he bends down to deposit a single kiss to your lips.

“I love you,” you whisper up to him like a prayer, the words you’ve held onto for months now finally spilling free.

There is the faintest curving of his lips, you notice, but… Jack finds that he can’t bring himself to say it. The words are trapped in his throat, stuck behind a blockade of other emotions he cannot bear to burden you with here and now. It never comes, the verbal reciprocation you’d desperately been hoping for. Instead, Jack leans in once more and presses a tender kiss to your forehead, allowing his lips to linger for longer than necessary before pulling away from you to tuck himself back into his pants and make himself look presentable once again.

With a quick glance at the watch that adorns his wrist, he looks back at where you remain atop his desk. “If you hurry, you can make it to your creative writing class on time.”

It’s impossible to miss the disappointment that flashes across your face when he finally speaks. Jack falls silent again when you all but throw yourself off of his desk, avoiding any and all eye contact with him as you work to fix your appearance before gathering the collegiate materials you’d left on a nearby seat when you’d first entered his office earlier in the day.

There are no more words exchanged when you vacate his office, leaving him standing in the center of the room, a hand passing through thinning hair. All that remains is a deafening silence.