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Gender affirmation has and always will be a part of society. Cis people just love to think that because they're under the impression that Cis is the default, that it doesn't count when they do what they think is 'normal' and commonplace.

This is just my 2¢ as a nonbinary person but I genuinely think that cis people's gender is just as constructed as trans people's. Cis people love to accuse us of having making up genders or artificially modifying our appearance but....the entire makeup, fashion, diet, workout, and haircare industry exists so that cis people can maintain the illusion of two entirely distinct genders with no overlap.

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@castbracelet240 asked: Lotor idea: fem reader and Lotor are fighting (not each other) and the reader gets hurt. A little angst but reader survives.

Hello! Ohhhh yes, some angst! I love me some angst and I really love writing it because damn! Anyways, I hope you enjoy it! <3

If you enjoyed this, consider buying me a coffee. <3

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"They've entered the deck!"

Chaos was everywhere, weapons going off, screams and grunts of pain as blood was spilling on the floor of the castle. A group of space bandits infultrated Alura's castle and everyone was fighting to defend it. You saw the rest of the Voltron team fighting. You noticed the bandits were being careful not to injure them and the princess as they were needed alive.

You weren't so lucky. Your face was bruised and bloody and your clothing was ripped from cuts from their daggers. Lotor was holding his own though, he only had a few cuts. Your eyes strayed to long making sure he was okay as you let your guard down.

A piercing scream ripped through your throat as you felt a sharp hot pain in your side as you crumpled to the ground. One of the bandits stood above you with a smirk as he ripped the dagger out of your side.

You were stabbed and judging from how long the dagger actually was, it was deep.

Your scream alerted the team and Lotor.

"(Y/N)!" Lotor's scream pierced through the chaos. You looked over to him, eyes growing heavy as you felt your blood...oh God, your blood...it was seeping out of your wound. Bringing your hand up, you saw it caked with blood. The last thing you saw was Lotor's panicked face, fear in his eyes as everything around you went black.

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A groan emitted as you opened your eyes, the bright lights of the med bay hurting as you closed them again. A deep chuckle and a hand stroking your head made you open them again as Lotor was sitting next to your bed.

His hand continued to stroke your head. "There's those beautiful eyes." His voice was soft as you smiled softly at how gentle he was being. He was usually gentle when you both were alone, so seeing as he was doing this out in the open he must've been really worried.

I scoff lightly at his words, but wince. "Easy (Y/N), the stab wound was deep, but you'll be okay. The doctor said you'll still be in pain for a few weeks while you heal."

"(Y/N)!" The rest of the team came rushing in only to have Lotor glare at them making them calm down and stop before they got to your bed. "Keep it down! (Y/N) just woke up and I swear if any of you make her wince in pain from any touching or hugging, I'll throw you into the vortex of space myself."

The team stopped dead in their tracks at his words. You couldn't help but let out a laugh making everyone stop and stare at you. Wincing lightly, you flashed everyone a smile.

"Lotor, I'm okay. They were just worried...like you were." Lotor's cheeks flush red, but he just scoffs and looks away. The team left saying they'll visit later, leaving Lotor and yourself alone once more.

"...I was more than worrid (Y/N)..." He gently grabbed your hand, his thumbs brushing over the knuckles. "When I saw you go down, my heart stopped, I never knew fear until that moment (Y/N)...I thought I lost you."

Your eyes widen as Lotor's eyes welled with tears. Your arms circled around him pulling him towards you on the medical bay's bed hugging him closely to yourself as he clung to you as if he was afraid you'd dissapear if he let go.

You weren't sure how much time went by, but you didn't mine. You just held him until he pulled away still having a hold on your hand. "You do realize I won't be letting you out of my sight for the unseeable future." You laughed and gave his hand a light squeeze.

"I wouldn't have it any other way Lotor."

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I'm working on more presets. Because fight club (Dalamud) keeps crashing so I can't make practice on doing poses lmao.

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btw i scrapped using a quote for my queue tag cause i couldnt be bothered to type it out every time sorry lads x

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@aurodontdoit asked: Hi there, I love your blog! May I please request some romantic headcanons of what Zoro looks for in a potential s/o? Thank you for your time, I hope you're well. :3

Of course hun! I hope you enjoy these headcanons and I'm so, so sorry it's taken me so long to get to this request. I'm doing much better, thank you for asking! I hope you're doing well. <3 <3

Headcanons of what Zoro looks for in a potential S/O:

Loyalty. This man is loyal to his captain and crew and he needs someone just as loyal to stand by his side. Anything less than the uptmost loyalty is a no for him.

Someone who can take care of themselves or at least as the drive to learn how to. He's a pirate, things will happen and he can't be near his S/O all the time. He needs to know they'll be open to learning how to protect themselves.

He's very blunt to people. He needs a S/O that can handle his bluntness, especially when he's around others including the crew.

Of course once with his S/O, he'll try to not be so blunt with them in private, at least he'll try to at least.

Has to be kind. He needs a S/O that's not scared to protect others or help others if they need it.

Doesn't care about what they look like, what matters is if his potential S/O has good morals and a good heart. Looks mean nothing to him. If you have good morals and a good heart, you're beautiful to him.

They need to have a good sense of direction. Like, please help this man so he doesn't get lost all the damn time. He won't say it in public, but he'd be grateful to his S/O for making sure he's going the right way.

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THE WEDDING HAS BEEN COMPLETED

Yea and both of us own play dead emotes, so the running joke is both cats have now "CONSUMATED" by the altar.

HEY DORK @cidolfus-garlond xD you should post pics on your tumblr when i send them to you XD

8D. yes. we're dumbasses.

Welcome to our insanity. Also there's a shit ton of after party pics, and such but I won't be posting the lot here until i get a slide show made.

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@sacredwarrior88 asked: Welcome back my amazing buddy! 😊 May I please request headcanons for Nana, Nobu, and Yasu finding out about their female S/O having PCOS which causes various problems including weight gain?

Hello buddy! <3 of course you can! As someone who has PCOS myself and is currently going through trying to regulate my hormones through my diet and medications this hits home. I hope you enjoy the headcanons hun!

Headcanons for a female S/O that has PCOS:

Nana Osaki (I picked her, since it didn't specify which one):

She never thought about you gaining weight in the first place.

When you told her what your doctor said, she hugged you, not really sure what else to do.

When you start your new medications and your mood swings go in different directions, she doesn't take it to heart and will give you space and time for yourself unless you tell her you want her there.

She even cuts out her beer and cake so its not around the apartment in case you get a craving. She knows you're cutting your sugar intake as your doctor suggested to help balance out your hormones and you can't drink on the current meds you're on.

When you feel sad, no matter if it's your mood swings or just feeling down through this whole process, she holds you close making sure you know she's there for whatever you'll need.

Nana even starts making sugar free or low sugar sweets for you two to share.

Does her best to make you your favorite dishes that go along with what your doctor suggested. Cooking and baking for you are her love language so get ready to be pampered with delicious dishes.

Nobuo Terashima:

Adored you with your current weight and doesn't bat an eye when you seem to gain more weight or stay the same.

Is initally confused when you told him you had PCOS, but tries to be a supportive boyfriend in his own way.

Knows you want to do some form of movement to help and he finds fun ways to do that with you. Through doing dancing games with you, to Zumba, even taking you to puppy yoga one day.

When you tell him it's hard to lose weight when he notices your weight staying the same especially with PCOS and its due to you having more male hormones instead of female hormones that hold onto the weight, but you assure him you feel better with all the movement activities you've been doing with him and that makes him happy.

It's hard for him, but he stops drinking and having booze in the house. He likes drinking and it helps relive some stress he has some days, but since you can't drink, you both find new ways to deal with stress like reading, listening to audiobooks and his favorite which turns out to be plants/gardening.

Does his own reasearch into PCOS and sees what vitamins and such would help you and buys them for you and presents them in a cute basket along with some new foods and drinks that go along with your changes.

He'll always be supportive during your journey with this and will help in any way he can.

Yasushi Takagi:

Didn't care about your weight and never commits on it even when he can see you've gained a bit more. He lieks you for you.

Knows what PCOS is and figured you had something like that with the signs. To be honest, he already had things ordered like vitamins and low sugar snacks and drinks for you. He got them the day you went to the doctor.

Doesn't bat an eye at your mood swings and takes it all in stride. When you come to him afterwards, he'll cuddle you on the couch as he brushes your apologizes aside. He knows it's not your fault, its the medications and that's the truth.

Goes on walks with you every morning to get you moving a bit more and he'll listen to you talk about what's new at work, or with your friend groups and the latest from your doctor. He likes to see you happy and content like this.

Meal preps for you with foods that are packed with what you need and will give you energy even if its just for a little bit.

With your memory not as good as it was before the new medicines, he makes sure to write what pills you need to take and when on a whiteboard he bought so you can remember. He knows you can't miss a single dose of them.

Makes sure there's extra blankets and warm socks around the apartment. With your hormones starting to balance out, you're not hot all the time and start to get cold more frequently. He'll make sure you have everything you need and more.

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@sacredwarrior88 asked: To celebrate my birthday today, may I please request headcanons for Hotch, Derek, and Spencer having a female S/O who owns a bar that’s famous for selling special drinks based off certain characters like this?

Of course!!!! I know I already told you, but Happy Birthday! I hope you had a great one!!! I hope you enjoy the headcannons hun!! <3 <3 <3 You're amazing! :)

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Headcannons with !Female S/O that make drinks around their personalities:

Hotch (The Black Manhattan):

You were closing up the bar for the night, you decided to close early since Aaron said he was leaving work early.

He recently closed an intense case and you were glad he was listening to your advice of taking a break before jumping into more work.

The front door of the bar opened and Aaron walked through locking the door back up and made his way toward you.

You noticed his feet dragged a little bit making you worry.

"Hey there handsome, sit down I got the thing you need."

He smiled softly at you and sat at a barstool.

You started to pull out ingridients and glasses. You saw the perplexed look on his face.

"I know that look Aaron, we can talk about it at home, for now let me make you a drink, something new I thought of. You'll like it."

You can see his eyes analyzing the ingridients in front of him. "Coming up with a profile for the drink I'm making?"

He gave a short laugh. "Something like that Y/N."

I grabbed a glass and filled it with ice, adding Rye, Amaro, Aromatic Bitter, Orange Bitters and stirred. Aaron had a relaxed look on his face as he watched me work.

Straining the liquid in a double old fashioned glass, I garnished it with an orange peel on top and slid it out to him on the bar top.

"One Black Manhattan on the house"

Aaron thanked me and took a drink.

"It's an elegant drink that has a bittersweet taste, but the aftermath leaves your mouth sweet and wanting more...kinda like you Aaron."

He laughed finishing the drink. "It was a great drink Y/N, can I give you a tip?"

"Sure?" I wasn't sure where he was going until he leaned over the bar top and kissed me.

Spencer (Lemon Lime & Bitters):

It was late, about 3:00 AM and you were cleaning up from a busy Saturday night. You let your two employees go as your boyfriend Spencer said he was coming to help you close up.

A soft knock on the front entrance made you look up.

Spencer was there with a smile on his face waving. I went and let him in giving him a hug as I closed and locked the door.

"Thank you for helping Spence! You're the best!"

"Of course Y/N, I'm sure you're exhausted after tonight. I wanted to make sure you got home safe and I didn't want you alone here."

You smiled and grabbed his hand, leading him to the bar.

"Take a seat, I'll whip up a drink for you, and yes, it'll be 99% non-alcoholic, I promise."

Spencer smiled happy you remembered he was taking new medication and couldn't really drink.

"This drink reminds me of you, but since you love your puzzles, I'll let you try to figure it out as I make it."

He smiled as I started to gather my ingridients. I saw his eyes glancing at the labels and I could practically see the gears turning in his cute little head.

I fill a glass to the top with ice, chopped a lime in half and squeezed the juice of half of it into the glass. Then, I filled the glass with lemonade then topped it off with five drops of Angostura Bitters before stirring and adding a slice of lemon and lime.

Sliding the drink over to Spencer, I gave him a warm smile. "Here we go, one Lemon Lime and Bitters on the house for one cute special agent."

I saw his cheeks flush. "Thank you Y/N." I watched as he took a drink as he let our a sigh.

"It's really refreshing and kind of sweet with the lemonade."

"It reminds me of you Spence. Someone who's refreshing, sweet and pretty to look at."

I laughed as his face turned beet red.

Derek (Cuban Old Fashioned):

It was winding down at your bar as a familiar face walked in. It was none other than Derek himself with a swagger in his step as usual.

"Hey babygirl!" His voice was loud and proud as the few stragglers looked up at him as I waved back a goofy smile on my face.

I ran around the bar and hugged him, as he hugged me back. "Alright, you guys gotta go, my girl needs to close up."

The few stragglers who were intimidated by him followed his instructions as they slugged off thorugh the front door which I closed and locked up.

Turning to Derek, I put my hand up to my forehead and 'swooned'. "Oh, my hero." He laughed at my dramatic display before cleaning up the tables the stragglers were at and flipped the chairs upside down so the cleaning crew could sweep.

I was finishing some things behind the bar as he slipped into one of the barstools, his eyes following me as I cleaned.

"Ya know, it's rude to stare at a bartender when shes not making you a drink." He laughed and looked me up and down. "Then how about makin' me a drink babygirl?"

I roll my eyes but get some ingridients out. "One mystery cocktail coming up...wanna take a guess at what I'm making mr. profiler?"

I take a cocktail shaker out and add bourbon, simple syrup, fresh lime juice and Angostura bitters. Filling it with ice, I pop the top on and shake it all vigorously.

I did a few tricks with the cocktail shaker, flipping it, shaking it behind my back, all the pretty things to get you extra tips.

Grabbing a chilled coupe glass, I strain the mixture into the glass and top it with some Prosecco and garnished it with fresh mint leaves. Sliding the drink over to Derek, I blew him a kiss.

"Here you handsome, one Cuban Old Fashioned. Wanna take a sip and see why I think this drink is you?" He grinned and took a sip as he let the flavor linger like I taught him to do. He had a puzzled look on his face. "Okay, I give, tell me what this is me Y/N."

"Well, it has a complex flavor mixture that makes you taste something different each time, but underneath it all, it has a sweetness that's addicting and once you have a taste, you're always coming back for more."

Derek downed the rest of the drink and bit his lip looking at you from across the bartop. "Better hurry and close up babygirl, becuase I'm about to show you something else that comes back for more...and more...and more."

You've never closed up the bar faster in your life after those words were said.

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feeling So incredibly autistic i think im gonna explode-

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Anon asked: Could I request the reader having scars on her thighs and arms from past self-harm, and her boyfriend, Makoto learning about it through her going swimming for the first time around him?       

Of course anon dear! I'm going to assume you mean Makoto from Free. If that's not correct, please let me know. I hope you enjoy this request hun!

If you enjoyed this, please consider buying me a coffee.

[TW: mentions of past self-harm and descriptions of scars.]

You gave a sigh as you analyzed your reflection in the full length mirror in the girls' locker room at the beach.

Makoto, the ever loving boyfriend wanted to bring you to the beach for a special date, just the two of you and the silver linning to this was the beach was actually empty today. Nobody was around even though it was a beautiful day, but you were grateful for it since it was one less thing to worry about.

Your hands smoothed over your arms and thighs where light colored scars adorned your soft skin. It was noticable which was why you always had your arms and legs covered, or at least tried to. It was hard when the Summer heat was blazing and you got questioning looks wearing a cover up and jeans when it was over 100 degrees.

The swimsuit was cute and a one piece it was black and had sunflowers all over it. The bottom had ruffles giving the illusion that it was a skirt. It did make your scars more prominate making you second guess going out there. You felt bad...poor Makoto has been waiting for you for a while.

Sighing and taking a moment to ground yourself, you turned and walked out of the locker room with your clothes in hand. You started to walk toward the towels that your boyfriend had laid out under the umbrealla. A smile appeared as you saw he was relaxing on the towel enjoying the sun. He needed this, he worked too hard and always though of everyone before himself and with you both going into college in a few weeks you wanted him to relax and unwind as much as he could.

He had his eyes closed on the beach towel and you quickly threw your clothes on your bag and grabbed one of your cover ups to hide your scars. Making sure they were covered, you carefully sat on the towel next to him.

"You look relaxed Mako." He peeked over at you with a grin that turned into a frown. "I though you were changing Y/N?" I smiled down at him. "I did...I just was a little chilly is all." He sat up on the towel and reached for your hand holding it gently.

"Y/N, we both know you're not chilly, what's going on?" You squeezed his hand and sighed. Over the two years that you both have been together you haven't told him about yours scars and how you used to self-harm. It was a sensitve topic for you, one that you try to forget about, but the scars are always a reminder. They remind of you of how far you've come, you were in a dark place some time ago and hurting yourself was a form of escape, but after getting some therapy, some medication and bettering myself, you stopped, but the scars always hold as a reminder.

Turning to Makoto you let go of his hand and took off your cover-up, yours scars stuck out with the sun out and bright. "No...I'm not chilly, I was hiding my body, more specifically my scars from you." You streached your arm and leg out lifting up the peek a boo bottom of your swimsuit to show him the scars on my thighs and arms.

He grasped your arm gently and looked at the scars adorning it. You weren't sure what the look on his face read, so you continued to talk. "I..I used to self-harm a few years back, this was before we got together...I was in a bad place mentally and the only thing that made me feel good was hurting myself and I used to hide it until one day I cut too deep and had to get stitches for it. After that, I went to therapy and got put on some medication and I'm in a better place, but I still have these scars and I..I don't like showing them."

Makoto listened to you as you confided in him about this and when you were done, he cupped your cheeks and kissed you. You were surprised by the kiss, but accepted it nonetheless as your arms wrapped around his neck. He pulled back from the kiss and softly kissed the scars on your arms.

"Thank you for telling me Y/N, I know it was hard for you to tell me something like that, but I'm glad you did. I love every single aspect of you and that includes these scars. They tell me that you overcame something and you're stronger for it. I don't want you to hide them, but I know that'll take time."

You felt tears start to fall at his words. You knew Makoto would be understanding, but for him to say such sweet words, you knew you found the one. "I love you Makoto, t-thank you for saying that...for everything."

He brought you into a hug, holding your body close to his. "I love you too Y/N, I'm here for you through thick or thin." You hugged him back, the soft beach breeze blowing through your hair as you both stayed there enjoying each other on the quiet beach.

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