#Trans Masc Ghost

[gofishygo]

everyone always talks about ‘medic reader’ this and ‘teammate reader’ that but what abt weapons engineer/mechanic reader ?

just a silly little fella who helps out the 141 with their weapons when they go out of whack, who works very closely with the team to coordinate certain weapons for specific missions .

they’d probably have a really close bond with soap , both having fun with testing demolitions together . who’s able to add in ideas and carry conversations with you when you ramble on about weapons . johnny pulls you close to him when they get startled from the loud noise of an explosion , laughing a little at how they excuse their sudden vulnerability with ‘not expecting it to be that loud’.

price who seeks them out when he’s having issues with his cm901, having to endure your age-long lectures about not accidentally slamming the barrel to hard. he subconsciously makes sure the brush his hand over yours when he finally retrieves his now-fixed weapon.

yeah nyways weapon mech! reader has my heart

[demoborg]

tf141 except the t stands for trans

[dat1angel]

When Ra's needed an heir, Talia impregnated herself with The Detective's DNA to give him the perfect offspring. When she delived fraternal twins the boy was raised to one day take over the League and the girl was kept around so that she might one day provide the LoA with new recruits. When she came of age and learned that the only reason she was kept around was the idea of her future children, she fled. They never found her.

Years later, Duke Thomas introduces his family to his new boyfriend, Danny Fenton.

[suguruspit]

👽Greetings, Earthlings👽

Ino Takuma getting freaky with you during movie night

Warnings: trans masc!reader, penetrative vaginal sex, mentions of alc0hol, multiple orgàsms, oral sex, tipsy sex, overst!m, goofy sex / laughing during sex, yall are in looove, ino is a munch and I won't hear otherwise

w/c: 2.3k

a/n: I love this silly guy so much

"Baby," You whine, wiggling your hips as Ino grins into the juncture of your neck, his hands already wandering up your top and onto your chest, squeezing the soft and plump flesh as he moans softly. "We're supposed to be watching the movie-"

"Movie sucks." Ino protests, licking a long stripe up your neck, sucking lightly on your ear lobe as he reaches it. His hands squeeze gently, before one hand glides over the hot skin of your chest and down to your nipples, running slightly-calloused fingertips over sensitive nipples that have you moaning. "Who cares about that stupid alien-"

"ET is not stupid!" You admonish, slapping the underside of his head and biting your lip as it jostles him closer to where you want him the most.

He's all over you on your bed, the tv in front practically static noise at this point after not only dinner, but a healthy amount of wine that had you that pleasant kind of dizzy. It also made you horny, which Takuma knew would happen and you swear he does it on purpose, always when it's your turn to pick a movie. He gets addicted to you, wants to touch you all the time and feel you up, respectfully of course. Always in your own home, or in private. And he's always so good at it, always knows where to touch, how much pressure to use.

"Takuma-" You whine, you can feel how needy you are and a small part of you is embarrassed at how easily he always manages to rile you up, just one or two touches, some kisses along your jaw, and you're leaking like a faucet. "Stop teasing."

"Stop teasing or watch the movie?" He teases, easy grin on his handsome face, a slight flush to him and his soft brown hair is sticking to his face on one side from where he's been plastered against your neck. "Can't do both, baby."

You turn your head to glare half-heartedly at him as his hands slip even lower, leaving teasing trails of butterflies across your stomach. He presses his nose into your cheek as he kisses you, and you smile at the sweet gesture that completely contradicts the fingers fiddling with your pyjama pants.

"Takuma," You warn, but your fingers are already winding in that soft tawny hair and pulling lightly, making him grin dizzily at you.

"Permission, captain?" He asks, and laughs as you pinch his cheek in response, both of you laughing before he knocks his nose against yours and kisses you. Innocent at first, traces of his smile in them, before they get deeper and you can feel his tongue parting your lips and exploring, the air suddenly shifting to hot and heavy. "Fuck, always so good, shit."

You laugh softly at the blissful dumb expression on his face, taking in the flush he has from the wine and the spit slicked lips just from making out. He's hard, you can feel it and you move a hand to rub him over his pants, making his jaw drop as he groans, hips moving forward as he rocks against your touch, breathing heavy.

"Baby.."

"Hmm?" You tease, revelling in the way you've managed to turn the tables with only your hand, squeezing it gently with a sly grin before the air is knocked out of your lungs by your boyfriend flipping you onto your back on the bed. "Mmph"

Ino looks at you with hooded eyes from where he's positioned over your hips, both hands dragging your pants down and off you with a simple lift of your hips. You shiver as the air hits you, and Ino kisses your inner thigh, grazing his teeth there gently before trailing his tongue from the seam of your thigh to your groin, pressing kisses into the V of your hip as you squirm.

"Babe." You stress, your hips tilting to try and get him to pay attention to where you wanted him so badly as he just continues to pepper kisses and lovebites across your soft skin. "Takuma. Please?"

Ino looks at you once more, his hand reaching for yours and taking it with a gentle squeeze, before he's blowing a puff of cold air against you, making you moan. The cold air hitting the wetness of you is something different, something you never thought could be so insanely hot but somehow Takuma pulled it off.

Your eyes meet his as he lowers his mouth just above you, and he winks before saying;

"Try not to run, baby."

And then his mouth is on you, hot and wet and heavy as he lathes his tongue over your dick, kissing it gently before gently sucking, his lips easily covering all of you as you gasp and writhe in his grip, directly disobeying his one request as you can't decide whether you want more or if it's just too much.

Ino moans into you, feeling fresh slick against his chin as you sob out, hips going limp as you get used to the feeling of him taking you so easily, the way he's so into it.

He alternates between sucking gently and pulling off to give you little kitten licks, face absolutely soaked as he makes little groans at your responses. You sob out a warning as you feel that familiar heat, that itch in your spine, and Takuma just moans a 'fuck yeah,' before diving back in, doubling his efforts and moving to use his free hand to lightly trace your entrance through wet folds.

That's all it takes to have you coming hard on his face, hips moving rapidly and you sob and curse even louder as he moans into you and grabs your hips, helping you ride his face through your orgasm, disgustingly hot wet noises louder than the tv.

"Fuck, 'Kuma." You whine, already overstimulated as you catch your breath, pushing at his head as he swirls his tongue through the mess you've made, moaning at the taste. "Come on-"

"You taste too good, baby." Ino whines, his face pulling into a cute pout as he gives you one last kiss before pulling away, wiping his mouth on his hand. He strips himself of his clothes and climbs over you to frame you, easy grin on his stupid flushed face, dick standing proud like a good omen. "You're so perfect when you come on me, wish you'd ride my face more."

You feel your face go red and you lightheartedly push at his face as you groan, making him laugh before pressing chaste kisses all over your palm. He smiles at you gently, his eyes full of warmth and you make a questioning noise at him, rubbing his arm.

"I come in peace."

"Oh for fucks sake," You snort, slapping his chest and laughing with him as he kisses your neck, blowing raspberries as he lowers himself, almost flattening you. "You're a fucking loser, dude."

"Yeah but you love that about me," Ino says with a grin, nodding his head matter of factly, holding a finger up and putting on an insulting version of your voice. "God I love you, Takuma. I'm gonna cum, Takuma!"

"Oh my god." You laugh, adjusting your hips when he slaps your hip gently. You feel his tip slap against you a couple of times and you bite your lip, taking in the almost drunk expression your boyfriend wears as he watches himself disappear into you.

You both groan at the stretch, your fingernails digging into his strong arms as he eases himself in, your come from earlier making it a pleasant stretch and you kiss his nose as he comes to a stop, bottoming out with a shaky exhale.

"Doin' so good, Takuma." You reassure him, knowing he gets overwhelmed easily sometimes, especially after drinking. Ino fucks like he's getting graded, always putting you before him even if it leaves him shaking from overstimulation and you feel yourself pulse just thinking about it, making him inhale above you. " 'M ready, baby."

"Okay," Ino clears his throat as he makes an initial thrust, making you both breathe heavy. He's big, and you're so tight after already coming once tonight so the combination of both has it feeling like he's in your throat. "Shit, baby you're tight tonight."

"Mmhm," Is all you manage to whimper out as your boyfriend starts to gain a rhythm, managing to rub up against that spot perfectly with every thrust, already driving you crazy. "Feels so good-"

"Fuck," Ino curses, dropping a kiss to your forehead before he knocks his own against it, whiskey-brown eyes looking into yours with so much love that your breathing stutters. "Worlds most perfect boyfriend, I'm so lucky."

You bite your lip as you feel how wet you are on your thighs, concentrating on the way Takuma slips in and out of you easily, hips knocking against yours every time and making the bed shake. It's good, but it's not enough, and you let out a grunt of frustration as you realise this just isn't going to get you there.

"Hmm?" Takuma asks through pants, brushing a lock of hair out of your eyes and running a thumb down your cheek soothingly, still keeping his brutal pace despite the niceties. "No good?"

"Not like this," You mumble as you shake your head, squealing as he pulls out quickly and flips you over once more, slapping your ass as soon as your arch your back. "Takuma!"

"Let's get it done the proper way, right?" He says as he lines up against you again, swearing as the position makes you even tighter. You whimper, and he copies you subconsciously. "Oh fuck, babe. Shit. So fuckin' perfect, you know that?"

You just sob into the pillow as he starts his thrusts up again, this time pulling you hips back into him in a brutal game of push and pull, and you can already feel your orgasm building from just a simple position change.

Ino must be close too, because he's started to babble as you gropes the fat of your ass with groans as it jiggles with each slap against it.

"Fuck, so much fucking better than that stupid alien movie," He whines, slick noises almost drowning out what he's saying as you get closer and closer to your peak. Ino is whining now, he's plastered himself against your back and hiding his face in your neck as he practically humps you. "Wanna come, want to feel you first, can I touch you?"

You try and think with dizzy thoughts, you usually get so sensitive after he's used his mouth, but just the thought of those long fingers rubbing your dick has you salivating into the cotton beneath and you just nod your head, shivering as he sobs out a thank you into you sweat-soaked skin.

As soon as the pad of his fingers rub up against you, you feel yourself tensing as your orgasm threatens to bubble over, and you warm Ino with all the energy you can manage, but it comes out more of a babble as he rails into you, drawing more and more come out of you as he does.

"Come, please baby," Ino babbles, he's biting his lip and his face is besides yours as he doubles his efforts in his thrusts, getting them hitting their target with scary precision as he keeps his fingers touching you feather lightly. "God, can't hold it-"

"Fuck-" You choke out into your pillow as your orgasm crashes into you, your thighs spasming at the intensity of it and you grunt as it keeps going, your vision going spotty as you shiver through the aftershocks, gasping as you feel your boyfriend start to come. "Oh god, 'Kuma."

When Takuma comes, it's a lot. He always stuffs you so full that it's dripping out of you and all the way down your thighs, marking you for the rest of the day.

"Fuck, fuck." Ino grunts, biting into your shoulder and making you moan as he starts to fill you, pumping you full as it seems to last full minutes. There's so much that it's spilling out of you, just like every time, and you sob as he kisses your shoulder, pulling out gingerly before collapsing beside you with a tired whistle. "Holy shit."

"Ngh." Is all you can say in response, absolutely fucked out and still leaking as you bury your head into your pillow. Best fuck ever, he might be silly but he takes fucking you seriously like it's a full time job. He starts kissing your shoulder and cheek and you sigh. "So good."

"Gets better every time." Ino practically wheezes out, making you laugh. "Don't laugh, you sucked me dry."

"Takuma-" You say exasperated. You turn your head so you can look at him, all covered in sweat and looking throughly fucked out, to your pleasure. "So unromantic."

"You sucked the romance out too," Ino says with a shake of his head, a pout on his lips as you just sigh and rub your face back into the pillow, squeezing your thighs back together. "There's nothing left of me, save yourself."

"You're an idiot," Your voice is muffled from where your face is smushed against the pillow, but you have the biggest and cheesiest grin on your lips. "I'll take your humour, next time."

"That's all I have left." Ino says mournfully, before tugging you into his arms, kissing the crown of your head as you settle onto his chest. "Oh hey! The films still playing!"

You turn your head as ET raises his pointed finger, the light pointed towards the sky and you don't need eyes in the back of your head to know the expression your boyfriend is making.

"If I had-"

"No."

[oriondrawsthings]

[sgt-tombstone]

trans civilian Roach headcanon that he got his nickname from roachification…

idk combining two areas of my life that probably shouldn’t touch but Roach going through force masc where his two boyfriends, Ghost and Soap, teach him how to be a real man

it starts with them teaching him how to smoke, both cigarettes and weed, walking him through hit after hit until he’s not coughing as badly, until his limbs are loose and his mind is hazy

and then he starts T, and his voice starts to drop even without the smoke roughening his vocal cords, and his body starts growing hair and weight starts to distribute differently. Not much; his stomach, calves, and thighs have a decent dusting of sandy-brown fuzz, and his belly gets just a little softer, but Ghost and Soap worship ever change his body goes through

they help him with his T shots, which is strangely erotic all on its own; their intense focus on the needle, piercing his skin and injecting that which is irrevocably, irreversibly changing him

they encourage him to lean into his vices, that which makes him happy, everything that society had frowned upon when he had presented femininely, and he’s never felt better

I just want Roach to be a scrungly, dirty little guy with two boyfriends who absolutely dote on him

[reaping-the-benefits]

Trans masc Ghost who will play with your pussy for hours, making you cum on his tongue and fingers. Will fuck you will a strap on until you're seeing stars.

Who, oddly enough, isn't comfortable with you touching his pussy.

But after some time, and maybe a few drinks, he finally let's you between his legs. And God does he regret not letting you do it sooner. The way you suck on his t-dick while fingering him had his legs shaking faster than he thought it would.

You find out that night that he's a squirter.

[cookiescribble]

I’m The Only One Who Touches You

A/N: This one kinda got away from me, ngl 😅 I’ve been sitting on it for a while. enjoy anyway, though! sorry we've kinda been on hiatus <3 - Mod Ghost

Summary: You and Spencer had decided some quality time with the team could do you both some good, but some jerk has other ideas

TW: sexual harassment, alcohol/drinking, pre-T/ top or bottom surgery body, misgendering

After some discussion between us and the team, Spencer and I agreed to go out that night with the rest of the team to a bar that Rossi wanted to show us.

“Do we really have to go? I…I really don’t want to be inside of a bar tonight, let alone at all,” Spence asked softly, coming up behind me as I brushed my teeth and wrapped his arms around my waist as he dropped his head on top of mine. He looked into my eyes in the mirror, and I could see the puppy dog pout that he had on.

“We already agreed to go, and we won’t have to be there for long. Just enough to say hello and make it seem like we’re personable people.” I spit into the sink then turn around in his arms to hug him back as I speak, rubbing his back. “Plus, if it gets really bad, we can have a secret signal. Just for you to say ‘hey, I hate it here, let’s leave please.’ Okay? While we’re there, you can just tap my elbow three times. Like this.” I reach around and tap his elbow three times to show him then he nods.

“Okay, you’re right. Let’s head out then, the rest of the team should either already be there or will be there soon.” Spence chuckled softly, taking my hand and leading me out of the bathroom then out of the apartment.

Once we got there, Spencer seemed to be a bit more at ease, comfortable in his own skin. He was talking with JJ and Garcia as I was getting some more drinks, soda for Spence and myself while the girls were getting alcohol.

“Another of whatever this pretty lady is getting for me, please.” A man spoke up from next to me, putting his hand on my shoulder.

The bartender went about making all the drinks as I looked at this mystery man. He was taller than me and was looking at me with a rather smug face.

“I’m not sure who you think you’re talking to, or why you’d want four drinks for yourself.” I tried to move his hand off my shoulder but he kept it there, which made my discomfort levels skyrocket. I looked around for Spencer but couldn’t see him, which is when this guy finally moved his hand, but he grabbed my chin instead of keeping it away as if he was trying to get my attention back.

“You bought four drinks, huh? Someone’s got a bit of an alcohol problem,” he said with a cocky sneer, leaning in closer so I could smell all the alcohol he’d been drinking.

“You have about 5 seconds to get off me before I make you,” I threatened, trying to pull away from him which only made him yank me closer with his hand trailing down my side. “Hey—“

All I felt was this guy suddenly getting dragged off of me and before I knew what was happening, he was pinned down against the bar.

“When my boyfriend tells you something, you listen. Do you understand me?” The man holding this guy down, who I quickly realized was Spence, growled close to this asshole’s ear. It made him nod nervously. “Good. Now, get the fuck out of here.”

The mystery pervert was up and out of sight before either of us could say anything else, which was when Spencer turned to face me. His entire demeanor changed now, his expression soft as he reached out to me.

“Are you okay? Did he do anything to you?” Before he could even finish his sentence, I was burying myself in his arms. “Hey, what happened?? What did he do that I didn’t see?”

“Nothing, Spence, I promise. I’m just…really glad you showed up..” I whispered, just loud enough for him to hear. He rubbed my back slowly as he hugged me tight.

“Alright, it’s okay. I’m going to take you home, let’s go tell the others we’re leaving and then we’ll be out of here,” he whispered back as he leaned in close to my ear, leading me back over to where everyone was standing to politely tell them we were leaving.

“Hey, we’re uh, we’re gonna head home,” Spencer announced, his arm tightly wrapped around my shoulders.

“Aw, already?” Complained Penelope, but then I assumed she saw the look on my face because I saw her demeanor turn concerned. “What happened? Are you two okay?”

“We’re fine, I’m just tired. We’ll see you guys tomorrow.” He didn’t wait for anyone else to say anything before leading me away as I waved meekly. 

We were in a taxi on the way home but I felt detached and out of it. I kept thinking about what could’ve happened if Spencer hadn’t been there when he was. 

“I didn’t lie to Penelope for you, did I?” he joked, gently nudging me to bring me out of my thoughts with a soft tone to his voice and a gentle smile on his face. 

“No, I would never make you do that. I’m okay, just like I said earlier,” I promised, but it didn’t seem to ease his suspicions any.

After getting out of the car, we were heading up to his apartment, his arm around me the whole way until we got to his door where he let go to let us inside. 

I stood behind him, an arm wrapped around myself and looking around the hallway on either side until I heard the telltale sound of the lock clicking open then took his hand that he extended to me. He pulled me through the threshold and then turned around to close the door behind us while I simply stood there.

Spence could tell I was feeling off, but I couldn’t do much about it. My mind couldn’t help taking me through what the worst case scenario would’ve been.

“Hey,” he murmured lovingly, leaning in close enough that I could feel him behind me without him actually touching me, “I don’t care what ‘men’ try to pick you up, I’ll always be the man taking you home,” he mumbled in my ear, just low enough to send shivers down my spine as he pulled me in until I was pressed against his chest and gently tilted my head so he could make eye contact with me, “Okay?”

I nodded, not taking my eyes off of his. 

“Good. Now, c’mon, let’s take a shower and stop thinking about this.” 

“How’d you know I was—“

Spencer simply looked at me with a raised eyebrow, as if he was asking whether or not I was serious.

“…never mind.”

“That’s what I thought. Come with me.” He took my hand, holding it firmly but gently as he led me into the bathroom. “Start the water, I’m gonna grab some clothes and towels for us.” He kissed the back of my head with his hands gently resting on my shoulders before leaving the room. I did as told, though, leaning down to start up the water and making sure the temperature was okay. 

As I was about to get up, I heard him come back into the bathroom, closing the door and coming up behind me. I felt the warmth of his body before his hands slid over my hips, pulling me up to stand and turning me around to face him. 

“Do you want me in here with you? I can start up some food if–” He stopped mid-sentence when I grabbed his wrist, nonverbally signaling that I didn’t want him to leave me, “--okay, don’t worry…I’m right here and I’m going to keep you safe now.” 

Adjusting so he was holding my hand instead, he then leaned down to kiss my forehead before leaning his head against mine. “Is it okay if I take your shirt off for you?” His voice was soft as it broke the silence, barely even there, which made it all the more comforting. 

I nodded again, but he didn’t move, so I got the sense he wanted verbal consent.

“Yeah, that’s fine,” I mumbled back, and he kissed my cheek before he gently started tugging my shirt up and over my head. 

He paused with his hands hovering over the waistband of my jeans, glancing at me as if he was asking me again. 

“That’s uh, that’s okay, too. Jeans and..and just all of it, go ahead.” I smiled at him shyly, admiring how sweet he was to continually make sure I was okay with what was going on. 

Spence smiled at me then continued to undress me, unable to stop himself from looking at me for a moment before turning me around to gently push me into the shower and getting undressed himself so he could join me. I waited patiently for him, letting the water run through my hair and closing my eyes as I felt my muscles relax under the spray while my mind wandered.

It felt a bit odd that I didn’t want Spencer to stop touching me, as if his soft and gentle touch could somehow erase the terror of what could’ve happened to me but didn’t. That it could save me from feeling that man’s hand roughly grabbing my chin and almost forcing me into things I didn’t want. His gentle kisses and soft caresses were all I wanted, and it seemed he was more than willing to give me that.

I hadn’t noticed that Spence had stepped into the shower until I opened my eyes and he was standing in front of me, pouring soap into his hand. His eyes flicked over to meet mine once he realized I was looking at him, giving me a gentle smile.

“Are you still with me over there?” His tone of voice hadn’t changed from that same tender cadence, taking a small step closer to me until I could feel his breath ghosting over my skin. It was moments like this that made me realize just how tall he was. 

“Yeah, I’m right here…hi.” I waved up at him which made us both giggle.

“That’s okay, just checking, sweetheart.” Spence kissed the top of my head, rubbing the soap into both of his hands then he gently started to rub his hands over my shoulders. I leaned forward until my head was pressed against his chest as he ran his hands over my body, gently kissing the top of my head again then leaving a trail of kisses on my face and along my neck. 

I stood up straight again when he had to bend down further, blushing as I felt his hands massage over my legs and up my thighs. 

I slid my hand into his hair, gently playing with it as he left a kiss lower on my stomach and the warm water rained down over me. 

“S-Spence, I…” I trailed off, distracted by him leaving kisses and marks over my body.

“Hmm…?” he stopped, looking up at me. “Are you okay?” He sat back on his knees, looking up at me while holding both of my thighs.

I slid my hand into his hair, gently playing with it as he left a kiss lower on my stomach and the warm water rained down over me. 

“Mmhmm…I’ve just...I’ve never done this before, and everything that happened tonight, I just…I didn’t think it affected me because he only grabbed at me, but…”

“Stop,” he stood up, wrapping his arms around me with his hands on my lower back so he could pull me closer to him. “It’s alright that what happened affected you, any kind of unwanted touch is a very disorienting thing. Especially if you’ve never been touched like that. We don’t have to do anything unless you’re comfortable.” His voice was more serious than before, and I couldn’t bring myself to do anything but nod to show that I understood. “Are you still comfortable with this? Because it’s completely alright to have changed your mind. Just tell me, darling. I’m smart but I’m not a mind reader,” he joked, gently tugging me closer to him until I was almost pressed up against him. 

“Yes…Yeah, I’m still comfortable with this. I think I just needed a minute.” I speak only loud enough to be heard over the water. 

He nods and presses his lips to my cheek before he kneels in front of me again, marking his path with kisses down my stomach back toward where he was before I stopped him, sucking and gently biting at my skin along the way. 

As he got lower and lower, he shifted to loop his arms around my knees, pulling me even closer as he got ever closer to exactly where I wanted–no, needed him to be. I could feel his breathing getting heavier, each breath washing over me between each kiss. 

I slid both of my hands into his hair, gently gripping random fistfuls of it as I moaned lowly and tilted my head back. I felt him chuckle more than I heard it as his head found its way between my legs. 

Soon enough, his tongue glided smoothly in circles over my skin as I gasped and groaned, my grip tightening on his hair and almost pulling with each motion as any thought of getting cleaned up was abandoned. God, if I had known this was where I was going to be before I left the house with him, I wouldn’t have wanted us to leave either. 

Spencer eventually came up for air ever so briefly before he was back to kissing all over my body, marking my skin wherever he could without seeming to care where, like he was claiming every inch of me. Little did he know, all he’d have to do was say ‘please’ in the softest tone of voice he could muster and I’d be on my knees for him. Or worse, he knew and he was more than willing to take advantage of that fact. Not that I minded, per say. 

He slowly made his way back up to my lips, kissing every possible spot on my body that he could so I’d be littered in hickeys and would feel them as a constant reminder of this moment. Of him. 

I tugged on his hair lightly until he was on his feet, my arms going around his neck as I pulled him into a deep kiss with my lips parting against his as he pulled me in closer until our bodies were all but pressed together. 

Feeling him this close to me sent a shiver down my spine.

He finished washing me off, getting out and wrapping a towel around himself before he held out his hand to help me out of the shower. He wrapped the other towel around me and helped me dry off, getting me dressed in a white and gray hoodie of his that said Washington DC and a pair of his pajama pants that he had to tie in a neat bow so they didn’t fall. 

I went digging in his drawers and helped him pick out as well as get into his own pajamas, then he picked me up as I squeaked loudly and started laughing. 

“Spencer! What’re you doing?!” I yelled through giggles. 

“I’m not doing anything!” He smirked as he dropped me onto his bed then sat next to me. 

Spence was barely on the bed two seconds before I was in his lap, hugging him tight. He looped his arms back around me as he leaned back, hugging me close as he pulled the blankets over us and I nuzzled into his shoulder. 

Neither of us moved for a while, long enough for us both to fall asleep. As I drifted in and out of consciousness, I felt his lips press against the back of my head with a whispered ‘I love you’.

“Spence..?”

“Hmm..?”

“Can you like…talk to me? Like just…just tell me about something. Anything you want.”

“You’re giving me a lot of power here, sweetheart.” 

“I know, pretty boy, but your voice is…it’s comforting to me.” 

“Okay, you asked for it…” he cleared his throat in a dramatic fashion, making me giggle, before continuing, “The first thing I could think of that could be a lot of fun was Star Wars, so did you know that the name Yoda can be translated to ‘warrior’ in Sanskrit? Also, the word ‘Ewok’ was never spoken aloud in any of the films, even when they visit Endor, the only time it ever comes up is in the credits of ‘Return of the Jedi’,” Spencer rambled excitedly, and I was happy to listen to him for as long as he could talk. Just listening to him, it felt like the rest of the world melted away. Nothing else mattered, and that was the way I preferred it. 

I didn’t even notice I had been falling asleep until he kissed my head and softly wished me goodnight. 

[paperbagedhead]

Just now realizing how many Trans Masc goal characters were in 2010’s Animation.

[sovaghoul]

@feedingonthegoore I love you 😚

[greyromanticghoul]

do any other transmascs on this site have masc female characters that make you question whether or not ur trans or if u just hate the concept of being feminine.

and do u also have male characters that make u say oh shit never mind i wanna be him

[pyrotechnicarus]

I'm like this 🤏 close to making a Grindr, setting my location to Butte,MT, and putting "Asian trans men pls interact" in my bio

[a-5-m-0-d-3-u-5]

Compartmentalizing here because if it's in a note on my phone, it's gone and I wanna share my ideas

Zombie apocalypse scenario because that's how I got fuckin neck deep in this cod stuff to begin with and there aren't enough for male/gn readers or aren't super depressing (angst is fun but I'm a hurt comfort man)

Posting that price one shot I already wrote

Fulfilling a request (technically two but they're very similar so I may lump them into one? TBD)

Got a ghost thing I've got kinda scribbled out in a doc

Polyam ghoap where one if them is kidnapped instead of you (I know I said Johnny in my little blurb but also the antsy possibilities of ghost being napped instead is making me go wild)

More polyam stuff in general cuz four pretty boys all snuggling me and each other? Yeah

That price x loyal dog fic I wanna write. May very possibly make it a hybrid au thing cuz I see a lot of those but I make absolutely no promises on that exact detail happening lol

Also no promises but I do wanna continue my castlevania fic at some point. It's one of the most fun things I've ever written and I miss it

Edit: also royal au stuff too because ugh prince x knight forbidden/hidden love type stuff absolutely destroys me

I think that's it jfc writing brainworms really just go hog wild when you allow yourself to indulge huh

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Evolution of Caro’s Hair.

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What type of trans are you uquiz

Please reblog with your results (i found this, i didnt make it)

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CoD Modern Warfare II - Queer HCs

Pride Month 2024 - Day 17

Price is gay.

Laswell is a lesbian(canon).

Ghost is a trans man who uses he/him. He’s asexual and gay.

Soap is trans masc and uses he/they pronouns. He’s bisexual with a masc lean.

Gaz is a trans man who uses he/him, and he’s bisexual with no lean either way.

Nikolai is achillean.

Alejandro is bisexual with a masc lean.

Rudy is a trans man who uses he/him, and he’s gay.

Valeria is bisexual with a fem lean.

König is nonbinary and uses they/it. They’re gay, only attached to men, and polyamorous.

Roach is omnisexual with a masc lean, and he’s polyamorous.