#and then i didn't wanna go too ~feminine~ either

[weekend-whip]

WAIT DOES NYA HAVE A HALTER TOP ON. THATS. THATS KINDA. 🥺🥺🥺

She does! The sweater keeps her warm during the cold school hours, and then the sweater comes off when it's time for maintenance. It's just more comfortable!

[stinkysam]

Vinsmoke Sanji - Oh boy.

Warning : none

Genre : fluff

Synopsis : "Sanji falling for an ftm „he / they“ reader and feeling conflicted not only because that’s the first time he ever realized he liked a guy but also because he never even FLIRTED with a guy (...) And all in all just being awkward and waaaaay overthinking this just because he’s very much a confused newly discovered bisexual as well as „first time trans ally“ and is trying his best. Extra points: Reader immediatly knows what’s up and is just like „lol. : )“ because he thinks Sanjis awkward fumbling is adorable, before he puts Sanji out of his misery and goes „I like you. Wanna go out on a date sometimes?“" - anon

Reader : male (he/they/you)

A/N : Part TWO

Sanji likes women.

That's a fact everyone knows.

Or thought they knew.

So you can guess his surprises when he realizes his feelings for you ; a man. Not believing he could think such things with you !

Why is he caring who you're looking at ? Or why does he suddenly care about the way your eyes shine ? Or how you smile and how cute it is ? Why does his heart beat faster each time you compliment his cooking, your hand gently resting on his chest ? You could probably feel the way it was pounding under your palm.

He goes through a small stage of denial. And thinks he's being an asshole because he still sees you as a woman. Which he doesn't but his feelings make him think he's being transphobic and he absolutely hates it.

Because you're a man and he sees you as such. So when he finally realizes he's not transphobic but just bi he relaxes a bit.

And now he's scared. Because what if you don't feel the same ? Right ?

Or worse ? What if you think what he thought ? That he's being a transphobe and still seeing you as a woman ? What if he starts flirting and you see it disrespectful ?

Wait, how does he even flirt with a man ?

He doesn't know how to do it with any man, or with you, for that matter. You don't flirt with a man the same way you flirt with a lady. Right ?

Would you like to be called handsome ? Or perhaps pretty ? Or is pretty too feminine and you'd prefer handsome ? Or maybe you don't mind and like both ? Would you like flowers ? He wouldn't mind receiving them so maybe you wouldn't mind either ?

God, why is it so hard flirting with a man ?

He's really uncertain so he prefers to start with compliments. Your clothing, your hairstyle, your fighting…

He wants to start small in hope you see it as him being serious with you.

When he eventually starts flirting he's still really shy and unsure, fumbling on his words and stuttering.

The sentence he had prepared for you leaves his brain the second he opens his mouth.

But then !? You flirted back ?! You winked at him and invited him for dinner at a restaurant on the island you stopped at ?!

W h a t ! ?

He feels his heart burst in his chest. Just simply exploding. BOOM.

He's at a loss for words as he tries to smile. How does one smile by the way ? He's so happy he forgot. He's so sheepish he almost doesn't answer, giggling a little before finally accepting your offer.

Suddenly he's hoping he didn't read it wrong and you really flirted back.

"No, because, they could've invited me to be nice. Or maybe he also invited the others as well ? What if it's just not us two and I come with flowers like a fool ? I have to ask them. But will I look stupid if I do so ? …" He thought to himself.

"Um, just to make sure we're on the same page, [Name], it's a uh… d-"

"Date, yeah. Tomorrow night." You say with a small smile, slightly proud of yourself as you look into his eyes.

You swear you could see the way the air got stuck in his throat as he stopped breathing.

"Okay." He started, still sheepish. "Good." And with that he turns around and leaves. He doesn't know where he's going but he's definitely going somewhere. He needs a walk to calm down anyway.

Not that the food was bad the other times but you ate extra good this evening. You had plenty of choice and even Luffy didn't know where to start.

[project-sekai-facts]

Maybe I'm a hater but I feel like expecting clpl to make Mizuki say "Ena I'm transgender I was a boy but now I'm a girl" was a little too much hope for a rhythm game but I did think they'd be more... Subtle, I guess. Like they wouldn't use the words boy or girl or transgender but maybe something like "oh, I wasn't always like this Ena... I wasn't always "cute" (a girl)" but well. What did we expect.

I do think clpl still has the capacity to redeem themselves a little by finally changing Mizuki's boku to either watashi (in hiragana perhaps?) or atashi, if they really wanna make it "feminine". However, I suspect they won't do that, either.

In conclusion, let's throw rocks at clpl <3 I was also wondering, how are the japanese fans reacting to the event?

yeah i kinda didn't think they'd ever say trans outright, but maybe like, a vague description of sorts. and i think the whole idea of "it's a gacha game they would never be that explicit" is kinda void here as well since, they absolutely can, and other games/franchises absolutely do. prsk is much more mainstream than the stuff that is more explicit though, which probably plays a role.

their one source of redemption is probably gonna be hiichan/minoringo dropping something during the talk show or mizuki's ? in bio getting changed, but as for anything in the text it's not exactly looking great. kanade and mafuyu know now, and an and rui already knew, so we've already ticked off most of her closest relationships before her next event. i mean idk really what they're gonna do for mizuki now since she's a year younger than the other n25 characters who are all having arcs about growing up and thinking about uni/jobs, so maybe they will have mizuki6 being about her coming out to people like airi/shizuku/akito/toya etc. i dunno. there's still room to. try and fix things.

as for how jp fans are responding i'm not really sure since i haven't been hanging around the prsk fandom much for the past month, but i've seen a couple tweets about people being dissatisfied about the fact there's no clear resolution to what her secret is. which, yeah it's kinda wack to spend 4 years reminding the audience about mizuki's secret that is one day going to be revealed only to fade to black when the time comes lol. not sure what the most common response is though.

also yes we should throw rocks at clpl. in fact let's do pipebomb #5

[bell4jo]

hiii could u do a continuation to ur chuuya x transmale reader fic?? it was SO GOOD and i wanna see the continuation of what happens the next morning or smthh.. i hope u get what i mean

Brother's Best Friend (pt.2)

Genre: Smut

DNI: NON-MLM/NBLM, fujoshis, mlm/nblm fetishizers, trans fetishizers

CW: Mentions of scars (top surgery), fingering, protected sex, feminine words used for privates (cunt, pussy), folds is used too, penetration, praise, reader is called good boy

Character(s)/Reader: Top Chuuya Nakahara x Bottom Trans Male Reader. Dazai Osamu is reader's brother

You woke up the next day feeling surprisingly well rested. Chuuya had been gone by the time you woke up which didn't really bother you, but you did want to speak with him about what happened the night before. Did he want something with you? Or did he just want to fuck? Honestly, you were okay with either. You wouldn't mind being a fuck buddy if he could fuck you as good as he fucked your thighs.

'No. Stop. Don't get horny right now you just woke up.' You thought to yourself as you got up from bed and went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. You really needed a nice, cold shower.

Once you were finished, Dazai came into your room with a breakfast pastry in hand. He knew you didn't like big breakfasts, so he thought that should be good enough. You thanked him before biting into it, humming at the delicious taste.

"Did you sleep okay?" He asked with a small smile on his face. You nodded and continued to eat your breakfast. "Good, because we're going to go down to the pool today!" He exclaimed while clapping his hands. You swallowed your food and looked at him.

"How are you not hungover from last night? You drank so much you puked all over Chuuya's bed." You asked before taking another bite. Dazai laughed and ruffled your hair.

"I don't know, maybe I'm just that cool." You rolled your eyes at the stupid response and finished up your pastry. Dazai left the room so you could change, and got ready for the pool.

All of you finished getting ready after about 15 minutes but were still missing some stuff, so you all decided to go to the shop in the hotel. The store was filled with all sorts of things like souvenirs, clothes, snacks, prepacked lunches, and alcohol. You and Dazai went over to the food section while Chuuya just looked around. While he glanced, his eyes landed on something that made his face turn a pale pink.

'Condoms? Why do they have condoms here?" He thought to himself. Chuuya stared at the packages before shaking his head. He probably won't get to use them. He doesn't know if you're still comfortable with going all the way with him, or if he'll even be able to with Dazai always sticking around. Oh well, he'll just wait until after this vacation...

........

"That'll be $7.67." The cashier said kindly. Chuuya quickly gave her the cash before stuffing the box into his bag, burying it under his towel. Look, it's better to be safe than sorry alright? Who knows, maybe you guys will get the opportunity to hook up again. He wouldn't want to be unprepared for that. He quickly walked over to you and Dazai and looked at the lunch options, silently hoping that his nervousness wasn't showing.

"Did you find something to eat Chuuya?" You asked, smiling at him. He shook his head before looking down at the options again. He couldn't look at you without thinking of what happened last night. Fuck this was going to be hard for him.

Finally, you all grabbed and paid for your lunches and went off to the pool. You guys put your bags down on some chairs to claim them and started putting on some sunscreen. Once finished, Dazai ran and jumped into the pool, making a huge splash.

"No running around the pool Dazai!" Chuuya yelled. He didn't actually care about Dazai running, he was just mad because Dazai got his shirt wet before he could take it off. Dazai stuck his tongue out at the ginger before swimming away happily. You smiled and watched as Chuuya took his shirt off, getting lost in thought. You wish it were thoughts of how hot the man in front of you was, but sadly it wasn't.

"Are you going to get in?" He asked once he noticed your gaze.

"U-Um, yeah. I'm just....uh..."

"You don't have to take your shirt off if that's the issue." He reassured, noticing your hesitation. You nodded and gripped the bottom of your shirt.

"I know, but I'd like to. I'm just nervous about people noticing my scars." You confessed.

"No one will care, don't worry. If anyone gives you shit for it you know your brother and I will beat them up." You laughed and thanked him for the reassurance.

"(Name), you're not just going to stand there all day riight? Get in!" Dazai yelled from across the pool. Chuuya stepped in as you took your shirt off, making sure not to look so that you don't feel insecure. You threw your shirt to the side and got in, swimming out toward Dazai.

"Ah, doesn't it feel nice in here?" Dazai asked as he floated on his back, eyes closed in relaxation. You nodded and copied his actions, floating beside him.

You all had fun messing around in the pool and eating your lunches when the time came. Currently, it was sunset and you guys were still at the pool. You were laying on a chair while Chuuya was still swimming. Dazai was supposed to be in the bathroom, but that was 30 minutes ago so who knows what he's doing now.

"(Name), Chuuya, is it alright if I hang out with someone for the night?" Ah, speak of the devil.

"What? I thought you brought me here to hang out with me." You said, glaring at him.

"I knoooww, but (Name) this guy is sooo handsome. This could be my one chance at finding true love!" He exclaimed dramatically, making you roll your eyes.

"Uh huh, what's this guys name?" Chuuya said, swimming up to the edge of the pool.

"Kunikida." Dazai smiled. You sighed and said fine. The brunette gave you a big hug before running off to a tall blond man with glasses, leaving you and Chuuya alone. It felt...awkward. You decided to try and relax by going back in the pool, but it was even more awkward. Almost everyone who was there had already left since it was getting dark, so you and Chuuya were the only ones in that area.

"Hey." Chuuya said softly as he swam up to you, finally deciding to break the awkward silence. You smiled shyly at him and said it back. "You uh...you look really good." He said, looking you up and down.

"Yeah? Thank you." The both of you moved closer and closer to each other until finally, your lips connected in a deep and heated kiss. Chuuya's hands went down to your waist, pressing you against him, while your arms went around his neck. You couldn't get over how good he was at kissing. His tongue felt so good in your mouth. You wondered what other things he could do with it.

Sadly he pulled away, looking deep into your eyes as you both caught your breath. "Do you wanna go up to your room?" He whispered. You gave him a nod before you both quickly got out of the pool and packed up your things. Your heart raced as you both made your way to your room. You were really hoping Dazai wouldn't come back any time soon, because fuck you were horny.

Finally, you made it to your room. You pulled out the card to the door and opened it before dropping everything onto the floor. Chuuya did the same and pulled you into another heated kiss, walking you to the edge of the bed as you made out. Gently, he pushed you onto it, making you lay down. He moved his lips down to your neck as he searched for the spot that made you squirm.

"God I really wish we had condoms." You whispered. Suddenly, he stopped and hovered over you before pecking your lips.

"Hold on." He said and got off the bed to search through his bad. You looked confused as you watched him rummage through it, until finally he pulled out a box of condoms. Your heart raced as he walked back over. 'He actually wants to go all the way..? Holy shit.' You thought, feeling flustered.

"When did you...?"

"When you and Dazai were looking at the food. I wasn't sure if we'd be able to actually do it while on this trip, but I'm so glad I got them." He said before kissing you again, his hands reaching down to pull off your bathing suit. He licked his lips as he admired your now completely bare body, his dick twitching when he saw your wet cunt. You squeezed your thighs together out of embarrassment and covered your face.

"Nuh uh, c'mon baby let me see you. You look amazing, you know that?" Chuuya's hands moved to spread your legs as he watched your hands drop from your face.

"I do..?" You asked shyly.

"Of course you do (Name), you look so sexy like this." He replied gently. His right hand moved down to your folds and ran his fingers through them, collecting the wetness. You twitched as he teased you, and gasped once you finally felt two fingers enter you.

"I-I thought we were- ah! g-going all the way." You stuttered out as he fingered you.

"We are, but I need to prep you first. You're still too tight despite being so turned on." He whispered as he loosened you up. You nodded and moaned quietly as he kept fingering you.

After a few minutes, he pulled out his fingers and took off his bathing suit, revealing his hard length. He opened the condom box and tore one open before putting it on and lining up to your hole.

"Are you sure about this (Name)?" He asked, wanting explicit consent.

"Yes yes I'm sure." You whined, feeling desperate for his dick. He nodded and slowly pushed into you, biting his lip at the warmth. Your legs trembled as you felt him push further and further inside you. After a few seconds, his cock filled your pussy to the brim, finally fully inside you. You breathed heavily as you tried to adjust to his size, his thumb rubbing against your cheek.

"You're doing so good (Name), just relax. Let me take care of you." He whispered before moving his hips slowly. You choked out a moan as he started thrusting, looking up at him as he did. It wasn't enough, it was too slow.

"Chuuya~ f-faster." You whimpered. He nodded and thrusted faster, glancing down at where you two were connected. He watched as your pussy took his entire cock, groaning at how hot it looked. This was just as good as he imagined. You were so wet and hot inside, and your hole took him beautifully. And the noises, god the noises. Not only were your moans turning him on, but the sound of you getting fucked by him did too.

"F-Fuck (Name), your pussy is so good. So fucking good. You're taking it s-so well, such a good boy. Shit I should've done this s-sooner." Chuuya babbled. He sounded so fucked out, it was cute. The way he desperately fucked you made you wanna cum so bad. You were so close.

"Chuuya! K-Keep going- hah~ I'm so close." You couldn't stop moaning his name. This was the best you had ever felt in your life. It sounded dramatic, but it was the truth. Never had someone fucked you this good or make you feel this loved. You didn't want to let him go, he was so fucking good.

"Fuck baby you tightened up. You gonna cum? Go on, cum for me." He instructed. You yelped as he pounded into your pussy faster, you scratching at his back. You came with a loud whine, your legs visibly shaking as you orgasmed. Chuuya pulled out and filled up the condom before moving to your side and brushing the hair out of your face.

"You okay? Do you need anything?" He asked gently. You shook your head and leaned into his touch. He nodded and kissed your forehead before getting up to throw away the condom. He went back onto the bed and laid next to you, running his hand up and down your side.

"Is it bad that all I'm thinking about is fucking you all night long?" He whispered. You giggled and shook your head.

"No, because I'm thinking the same thing." You smiled. He cupped your cheek and stared into your eyes.

"Do you want to...go on a date once this vacation is over?" He whispered. You stared at him before nodding shyly. Smiling, he kissed you, his hand moving to the bottom of your back. You moved yourself on top of him and reached for another condom as you kissed.

"Now, let's go again while we still can."

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I wasn't originally planning on making a pt.2 to this but so many people asked so I had to :P. I hope you guys like it! It's very saucy mwahaha >:)

[hisaame]

OK kinda a specific request but like- could you do a Scara x fem!reader or gn!reader where he’s like overworking himself due to his studies(probably bc of his mommy issues sjsjks) and reader is like comforting and convincing him to go to sleep w her/them since it was late? Modern au ofc. And basically Scaramouche is being all stingy about it like “no I’m fine” and stuff but eventually goes to bed because of readers sweet words haha

Of m y god this ones adorablw i love soft scara THANK UU!!

╰⪼ “fine, for you." ♡

╰ — scaramoucheˊˊ」

╎『modern au!ˎˎ

[fluff] — 『warnings: workaholic scara, soft scara again (i swear these arent real warnings), cursing, scara mommy issues, readers pronouns arent used, but feminine body type』

It has already been a long week for you and Scaramouche, school was a pain in the ass, as well was studying. You would usually be studying at the schools library with friends, or mainly with your boyfriend, Scaramouche. But even with you being done with everything, he continued studying, alone.

It was late at night, around one in the morning, you had just finished some chores since you didn't have much to do, and you weren't tired then. But now you were, all the chores you did worn you out. You thought your lover jad already gone to sleep or is possibly waiting for you, but once you entered your twos' bedroom with a tired yawn, you saw Scaramouche still at the desk, focused.

'he's still studying?..' you thought to yourself, slowly walking over to your lover who seemed too focused to even notice your there. But with a gentle pat on his shoulder, he flinched slightly, then turned to look at you with tired eyes. "[yn]? Why aren't you in bed?" he asked, rubbing his eyes as his other hand still held a pen between his slender fingers.

"Shouldn't i be asking you the same thing?" you replied with a raised eyebrow, looking at Scaramouches own eyes that seemed to already have eyebags under them, his eyelids drooping as he forced himself to stay awake. "shit," he mumbled "you go, ill join you later. I have to finish this shit." with a groan, he turned back to studying, his eyes trying to soak in every word he reads from the book, and writing the more important things down.

You sighed, a bit frustrated now. "Scaramouche, please, finish it tomorrow, you look like you're barely awake." you pat his head, running your fingers through his dark indigo locks. You just loved him too much to let him overwork himself like this, he needs to be getting enough sleep. "Cant you fucking see i cant? This is important, alright? Do you think i wanna fucking do this either?" he groaned, frustrated with how long he's studied, and barely able to focus with his sleepiness. But seeing how he was a bit too mean to you, he mumbled "... Shit, im sorry. Love, please just go to bed, im fine."

he rubbed his eyes yet again as you replied "not without you. If im going to sleep right now, ill make sure you're right beside me.", you crossed your arms below your chest, glaring at your boyfriend. Why must you be so persistent? He cant even get his studies done with you like this. "I told you im fine, plus ill be in bed soon anyway." he put his hand on your hip, still reading over the words he's trying to memorize. His hand caressed your hip, then went around your thighs to pull you close. "There will be no later, come on." you groaned, too worried about your overworked lover.

"mmh, so soft..." the male mumbled, pressing his head against your stomach, to where he could reach since he was sitting down and you were standing up. He used your stomach as a head rest while reading. His hand still caressed your plush thighs. "Yeah? U can hug me all you want when we're in bed." you smirked, seeing how this was actually working. He narrowed his eyes, very tempted. After all, he could just finish this tomorrow, right? No big deal? Tomorrow he promises himself to study with you.

"fucking fine... Lets go. You better keep your word." he finally gave up, standing up lazily as the both of you walked to bed. He quite literally threw himself on the bed while you followed by doing it the.. safer way. He groaned as soon as he stretched his back, cramped from being in the same position. Now he gets his reward. You.

He lazily wrapped his arms around you, nuzzling his face into your neck, all while you held him in your arms. You did scold him a little for overworking himself, to which he only giggled and said "oops".

And he fell asleep almost immediately...

♡

[larcenywrites]

Could you write about how Tony is with a younger gf that's like half his age? And maybe a lot more energetic than him if you know what I mean 🤭 I understand if age gaps make you uncomfortable and you don’t want to write it though!

I’m into age gaps given the right circumstances, and I completely understand the appeal! I wasn’t quite sure what to write since it’s not something I really put much thought into anyway, but I think it turned out okay and pretty cute :)

Warnings: 18+ for sexual references and themes | mentions of Dom/sub stuff | age gap obviously | like two feminine/she/her pronouns used

💠 Tony doesn't particularly mind either way that his s/o is (a lot) younger than him, but admittedly, he didn't expect that he'd end up with someone younger! He figured he'd prefer someone closer to his age, with whom he could share similar experiences of life...

💠 But the world works in mysterious ways! And it definitely works in mysterious ways when you find yourself in a loving relationship with Earth's grumpiest Avenger! Well... one of Earth's grumpiest Avengers 🤭

💠 It's partly his older age and partly his stressful job that has him tired and irritable, but lucky for him, you found this grumpy old man sweet and handsome 🥰

💠 And now he’s your grumpy old man 🥰

💠 He’s always had a thing for being the more dominant one. He wants to be bigger and stronger, the protector and provider, and his older age helps play into that!

💠 He definitely loves to spoil you! Anything you want!! He just loves spending money on his lovers, but in a way, he’s kinda showing off 🤭 not necessarily to you, but to prove that him being older still has its advantages 😉 a much younger man probably couldn’t treat you this well 💅

💠However… there’s often a difference between how much a person in their early 20s works and how much a person in their 40s works. You may not be used to your boyfriend working like 8-9 hours a day nearly every day! It might be quite the learning curve not having him around as often as you’d be used to :( Tony does feel pretty bad about it, he can remember being much more free and clingy too, so he cuts you some slack when you wanna bother him at work or in the lab 😉🩵

💠 He loves when he can teach you new things! He has a soft spot for it 🥰 even if it’s just the cleanest way to separate the egg yolk or just, like, how to do taxes, he enjoys being helpful and teaching you new things :) it’s cute tbh 🥰

💠 And he also loves getting to watch you practice things and keep learning things!! Are you cooking a ton of new things every day? Awesome! Even if it’s the same stuff or doesn’t always turn out good!! If you’re a college student, he’ll adore watching you work and read!

💠 You’re also from a whole different generation than him, so you’ve probably got a few things to teach him, too 😌💅 From new music to social media! While he’s still not really into the latter, he does enjoy all kinds of music!

💠But because you’re from different generations, his gestures may feel a bit more… old fashioned? But they’re classy! Always bringing flowers, always kissing your hand, always offering his arm for you to hold onto on a walk, offering his coat— it’s enough to make you feel like royalty honestly 🥰

💠 Though, it may feel a bit weird at first hanging out with his little social circle? They’re pretty much all Tony’s age, so you may feel a little out of place. Rhodey is actually quite welcoming though! Well, you weren’t there when he teased Tony about it a little 😅 but it wasn’t aimed at you! Honesty he was just happy to see his friend going out again :) in fact, Rhodey is probably the first person you’ll meet! After all, Tony’s parents aren’t around, and there’s no one else quite so important and close to him 🥲

💠 But don’t worry, Tony feels just as awkward with your similarly-aged friends 😅 and he was very nervous to meet your friends and/or family! Shit, he’s likely the same age as your parents 😭 while that might make things a little awkward as well… it’s actually pretty nice that they can share and bond over their very similar experiences and childhoods!

💠 Sometimes he wonders what his parents would think… but he’s pretty sure his dad was older, too! He likes to talk about them a little bit, and about his younger years. It probably kinda reminds you of how your own parents talk about how they grew up and how different it was from how you did, but it’s much more cute to hear Tony talk about it 😘

💠 Obviously loves to be called Daddy, but the age gap really has it driving him up the wall 😈 it's an authority thing, a power thing, and definitely a Dom thing 😏 and plus, you’re probably more, uh, innocent than he is 😏

💠 Bunny, princess, little deer, sweetie— he has all sorts of pet names to remind you of not just the age gap, but the gap in your power dynamic, too 🥴

💠 He definitely also loves teaching you new things in the bedroom 😈 there’s gotta be something you haven’t done yet if you have been sexually active before, and he’ll be sure to figure it out and teach you right 😌😉

💠 But he is still older, probably a lot older, and that does come with some… differences. Sure, he can go for a while, but once he cums a time or two 😮‍💨 he’s down for the count! So when you still want to go for another round, he’ll probably just have to hype you up while you touch yourself, or you’ll just have to settle for his hand 😅 it is kinda cute, the way you can tire him out 🤭 and he does find your high sex drive pretty hot 😘 he can go again as long as you can wait like an hour or two! The cuddles are great, though, if you do fall asleep 🥰

💠 He calls you the Energizer Bunny since you can go for so long 🤧 but he can remember being like that, too, when he was younger 🥴

💠Sometimes he (maybe a bit sad or insecure) jokes about if only you’d been able to meet him when he was younger, but give him a little kiss and remind him how glad you are to have met him now 🥰🥰🥰🥰

💠 He never thought he’d be insecure about his age, but… he is a little :( especially if you do comment on a picture of a younger him about how hot he was 😔 young age had him so naturally sculpted and more physically inclined. He was very pretty, huh! And while he’s obviously still strong, he’s got a little bit of tummy, and scarring, and crinkles in the corners of his eyes— a shame you didn’t get to see him back then!

💠 “You’re so silly, Tony~” you scold lovingly, interrupting his reminiscing of the past. You enjoy hearing his stories, but not when he starts to beat himself up! Another quick kiss shuts him up 🥰 And eventually he stops worrying so much about it 🩵

💠 But… Tony Stark dating someone younger? Possibly someone even like- half his age or more? It’s bound to gain traction in social media. Of course, some are positive, some are not, but either way, he really doesn’t want to deal with it :/ and he really doesn’t want you to deal with it :( and it kinda makes him feel worse that you have to :(

💠 But he’s gotta admit: your brighter mood and energy has made him happier, even at work! He wants to do stuff again! Like take you to his favorite cities and go on picnics and to the aquarium! Like the dates he took plenty of exes on when he was your age and loved 🥲 sometimes he even comments about how you make him feel young again 🥰

💠 And when he says stuff like that, you’re probably like “🙄 You sound old when you say stuff like that 🤭” but without skipping a beat, he makes sure to correct you.

💠 “I am old 🤨.”

[dokkamj]

BATHROOM

|before you start to read! this story is 18+ MDNI! and also i wanna say that english is not my native language! sorry for grammar mistakes etc, thank you and enjoy.

-song: bathroom by Montell Fish.

It was all Gaz's fault, if he hadn't provoked you by challenging you to a shot contest you'd probably still be sober, but at least you'd have won.

But when Simon approached you at the bar where you were sitting with the others, you snorted. The two of you hardly ever got along, always fighting over little or big things, even though you were not on the same team, you often found yourselves together, either for training or because Captain Price knew your captain well.

"Mm, am I mistaken or are you taller than usual? princess." you didn't dignify him with a look, you didn't feel like arguing or even ruining anyone's night, so you stood there sipping your drink, your elbows resting on the bar.

Simon was watching you, almost eating you alive with his eyes, but you didn't take much notice, after half a bottle of fruity vodka and a few drinks here and there, your mind wasn't that capable of understanding everything around you.

Maybe it was the way you were dressed - Simon was too used to seeing you in the usual military uniform and your hair tied back - but tonight.

You were wearing a black corset with little red roses over lace straps, a miniskirt that covered just enough and those heels for Christ's sake you were killing him dressed like this.

Your hair down and that dark somewhat heavy makeup looked great on you, your lips dyed a crimson red.

you sip your drink before lighting a cigarette and bringing it to your own lips taking a small puff "do you smoke now?" he asks tapping his fingers on the wood of the bar counter, you sigh and finally give him a look "only on certain occasions." you reply cordially before offering him one of your cigarettes which he doesn't think twice about accepting.

"thank you little one," and even though you couldn't stand him, you couldn't suppress the smirk that formed on your lips, you usually couldn't stand it when he spoke to you that way, yet tonight, maybe because of the alcohol you found Simon more likable than usual.

Take another drag from your cigarette, and Simon couldn't help but stare at those delicious red lips. Simon always thought you were a beautiful girl, no one would have denied but tonight? tonight there was something more in your eyes that intrigued him to stay close to you.

you pull your phone out of your purse checking to see if anyone had texted you and Simon kept thinking maybe there was already someone in your life, he clenches his fists biting his lower lip before speaking "has the princess found her prince?" he joked but you shake your head laughing "Absolutely not, you must be kidding," you say before taking another sip of your drink.

"Oh, so you were alone." Simon mumbled to himself, even he didn't know what was wrong with him, he usually couldn't be around you for more than two minutes before he started arguing, when Gaz got your attention back by making you turn around, Simon's eyes landed on the back of your thighs, you were fucking perfect, despite the bone-crushing training the military put you through every day you managed to maintain your femininity and that triggered something in Simon.

Your gaze turns to Simon and you notice that there is something different about his behavior, but you don't want to pay attention to it, not now, you don't want to make him the center of your attention and your discontent, not today, so when Gaz asks you to dance with him in a friendly way, you accept by going out on the dance floor with him.

Simon didn't want to make you the center of his attention either, so while you were dancing and moving that gorgeous butt that he couldn't stand until yesterday, he decided to drink a shot contest against Soap, what could go wrong?

The minutes tick by and when Simon manages to win, he's already giggling half-drunk, "I told you you didn't stand a chance against me, Johnny." Soap snorts now defeated.

The two stared at the now almost empty bottle of Jack Daniel's, damn, tomorrow is going to be a really hard day after this drink, but nobody cared because they weren't working tomorrow.

His eyes land on you again and he stares at you as he has all night, you are tired of his strange behavior, so as soon as you finish dancing with Gaz you rush up to Simon and pull him by the collar of his shirt into a dark corner of the disco.

"Can you explain what the hell has gotten into you?" Simon asks, raising his voice, although your hand brushing his neck was not so bad.

"You're staring at me," you point out to him while nervously lighting a cigarette, fortunately the club for some strange reason allows smoking in the entire club.

"So what?" asks Simon apologetically, you get angry, he never acted like that, he was never interested in you, why now?

"So stop it, it bothers me," you tell him while you nervously smoke the cigarette.

"It's not like you're the Monnalisa y/n, stop playing hard to get." Simon snorts and rolls his eyes in annoyance, but in reality you were just like the Monnalisa, right out of a painting, breathtakingly beautiful, but above all only to be looked at, not touched.

And when you give him that nervous look, like you can't stand him, like you just want him to go away, his jeans suddenly tighten and his heartbeat speeds up, fuck, why you have this effect on him every time?

"Will you stop being an asshole all the time!!!? It's okay that you don't like me, but tonight you don't even have to be near me, so why are you being like this, why do you have to be so damn attached to me?" you ask him nervously.

At this point, when he doesn't answer, you don't even know what to say anymore, but you come closer with an angry look and the blood boils in your veins and then your breath stops and the cigarette that was between your fingers falls to the ground as his hand grabs your ass and squeezes it while with his other free hand he grabs your neck and kiss you, His lips are soft and full, they taste of whiskey, at first you don't return the kiss, too many thoughts were going through your head at that moment, but then you pull him closer and kissed him back.

When you pull away to get some air, he looks at you, his hands caressing your neck, "Shut the fuck up, you give me a headache," he murmurs between your lips before tracing the line of your jaw with his thumb.

"You're an asshole," you insult him before pulling out of his grip, your cheeks flush and your legs are weak, why did this kiss make you feel so many sensations, you don't know and you don't want to know, you take a step back but he grabs you again, "Don't run away from me doll." he murmurs in your ear.

Fuck you were colleagues, it would be messy if anyone found out, but there was a part of you that wanted this, that wanted it all.

You look at him, still dazed from the kiss, his hands slipping under your miniskirt once more.

"Fuck, you look beautiful tonight," he mumbles, licking his lips in anticipation, and you feel too weak to even respond. If only to say something. Your hands rest on his pecs.

He looks at you hungrily, hungry to taste you like a Christmas cake, but before he can say a word you slap him, taking full advantage of his cheek.

"Fuck Princess, that hurts," he mumbles but he looks more excited than before, you grab his collar and kiss him harder than before, at this point you didn't care anymore.

You always thought Simon was a sexy man if it wasn't for his damn tongue and his asshole attitude.

"You want to play rough, huh? let's play rough," he says before grabbing you and slamming you against the wall of the disco, completely ignoring who was around you.

His hands slide over your thighs before grabbing them and giving light slap, your lips are on his neck sucking and biting him.

He could feel his cock throbbing in his pants, "my little princess," he murmurs in your ear with a small grin on his face.

"Fuck— ya’ feel so good," you moan at his touches as one of his hands under your mini skirt strokes your intimacy with two fingers. "so wet for me—" he asks you and it was shamefully true, damn true.

"Let me take care of ya’, wanna make you tremble for the pleasure," he says before dragging you to the bathroom and locking the door.

But he is surprised when you push him to sit on the toilet seat and sat on top of him, thighs at the sides of his hips, hands slide over your thighs before grabbing them and giving it a light slap, your lips are on his neck sucking and biting him.

His big calloused hands lift your soft mini skirt and he gives you a slap on the ass worthy of a good bruise, you moan into his mouth and press your breasts against his pecs.

"Fuck princess, look what you are doing to me," he murmurs against your neck before grabbing your hand and bringing it to the crotch of his pants, your legs going soft as you feel his throbbing hardness against the palm of your hand.

"I have to make you think that I hate you because if I lose control at the base..." he trailed off as you slipped a hand under his t-shirt making him catch his breath, you could feel him start to play with your panties.

You weren't sure of anything, but you were sure that if anyone could do this to you, it was Simon. The excitement grew as the two of you devoured each other's lips and you moaned into his mouth.

"So needy you are," he said as he felt you grinding even harder against him.

"I need you," it had been too long since anyone had touched you, it was true that you preferred to be alone, but not anymore at least not now.

"Sweet fucking thing ya’ are, ask nicely," he murmured in your ear.

"Please, please, I want to feel you inside me," you moaned, you were shamefully wet for him, for a colleague of yours, but what the fuck came over you? But you didn't care.

"Good girl—" he said smirking before you kissed him again, biting his lower lip desperately. He makes you stand before he drops to his knees, the sight of him like this was too overwhelming, Simon fucking Ghost Riley on his knees for you.

His breath tickles the skin of your thighs before he leaves a bite, you smell so fucking good. He grabbed your red panties and ripped them off, you gasped as you felt his hot mouth close to your needy cunt.

Your back against the wall, Simon's hand grabbed your thigh, bringing it to one of his shoulders, "fuck- you are so perfect y/n..." he murmured as he began to eat you.

His tongue on your petals, the first lick is to tease you a little,Your hands slid over his head at that moment, you wished you could see his face but you knew he would refuse, after all this was nothing serious.

His tongue sank into you, making you moan as you held on to him as he ate you alive. "You taste so damn good, sweetheart," he moaned as he keep eating that cunt of yours, you were honeyed yet sour, a mixture that made his head spin.

Your breathing became harder and harder as you almost cried with pleasure, and when you finally came on his tongue, he had to hold you as your legs were too weak to even stand without struggling.

"Fucking hell—" he murmured as he rose to his feet, "such a pretty cunt you have, so sweet..." he whispered into your ears, he couldn't wait any longer, he needed you now.

The orgasm he had given you was not enough, you needed to feel him "please" you begged him one more time, one of his hands stopped on your neck and kissed your cheek while he unbuckled his belt with the other.

"You must be very quite, don't make me mad, understood?" he murmured against your lips, you slipped a hand into the elastic of his underwear and wrap your hands on his cock, and with your thumb tease his head, he moaned in anticipation.

Your hand where soft and so damn gentle comprare to his one “fuck—“ he moaned as he pressed his dick against the palm of your hand, you kissed his cheek and start to move your hand slowly and in a teasingly way.

He sunk his face in your neck as he moan gripping your waist.

He can’t wait any longer.

you pull down his pants and his boxer just enough to expose his dick as you tease his shaft once more by brush your thumb on his head once more, he was going insane biting on your neck as his breaths get irregular and heavier, with just some touches.

Fuck only you could do this to him, no one else.

He grab the back of your tights alf lift you up, making your legs rest on his hips, you where trapped between the wall and him.

“shit!” he said madly as he tease you whit the head of his cock by rubbing it on your entrance “what..?” you moaned, you just want him inside of you.

“don’t have any condom with me” he said breathless still stroking himself on you “it’s okay” you blurted without hesitation “i’m on pill, i’m clean Simon, just fuck me please.” you said as the tension was getting painful.

he didn’t let you say it twice as he push himself in you, you could feel your walls stretching around him, you moaned as it was painfully good.

“so tight-“ he moaned biting your neck as he started to trust in you making your eyes roll back in your skull.

He holds you as he keep pump into you with deep trust that makes you almost drooling on his neck “Oh fuck Simon—“ you moaned breathless.

“so good, taking me so well in the bathroom of a club” he said with a devil smirk feeling your walls squeezing him making him moan in pleasure in your ears as his bing hands hold you and squeeze you at the same time.

you kiss him, sloppy kisses as his thrust became more faster, your lipstick melting on his lips, your nails scratching his back.

You wanna see him so bad but you can’t, you just ripped off his shirt making the little buttons fell on the ground as you look at his perfect body with war scars.

“such a little slut ya’are, ya’ cunt suck me back in on each thrust” he said making you almost ashamed for how wet and needy you were for him. You moaned feeling the second orgasm “good girl, come for me yeah?” he said biting your neck and thrust deeper in your and faster.

your legs start to shake as you try to contain your moans, and you came on him as your wet and warm liquid drips on his shaft until his balls, you look at him with heart shaped eyes.

“ be a good boy for me and came inside of me” you said on his lips, caressing his neck licking his earlobe, fuck he really can’t resist you, another deep thrust and he came in you, filling you up, he was breathless as this were one of his best orgasm ever.

“Fuck y/n” he said trying to realize what they just did in damn bathroom of a night club this was so wrong, but it felt so right.

he pull out of her and let her get on her feet’s once again as she start to grab a tissue to wipe away his seed that was dripping off her, fuck he need to contain himself before he will get hard once again.

he clean himself quick and then helps you “here, wait” he said as he grab a tissue and soak it with some water, getting on his knees and clean you up.

you blushed, no one did this to you after sex.

“thank you” you murmur breathless and sweaty he finish to helps you and then he gave you a kiss on your forehead.

“you always remain unbearable. Unbearably sexy.” he says before kiss you.

congrats, you read 15.358k words of smut🫢

[kittyball23]

Hot Tubbing (a Trolls fanfic)

Summary: After babysitting his 13 nieces and nephews, Branch unwinds in one of Vacay Island’s jacuzzi-like hot springs… and is soon joined by Poppy

A/N: November 17th is finally here!! Welcome to the first story of my new oneshot collection "Grown-Up Stuff," (also found on AO3, Fanfiction.net, and Wattpad under the same name in addition to being posted here on Tumblr) which will mostly be centered around Broppy, but may feature some Cliva and other couples in the future :)

FYI this fic has been Rated M, as it will have adult themes present, though nothing explicitly written. You do not have to read if these topics are something you are not comfortable with. If you do decide to go forth, all I can say is enjoy! 💕

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"Ahhh…"

Now that felt good. While the water had stung a bit upon entering, it didn't take very long at all for it to work its magic and ease the soreness in Branch’s muscles. Pretty soon, he was leaning back, his arms on either side of him and a sigh of satisfaction escaping his lips. His brother Bruce wasn't kidding. The hot springs really were a great place to unwind, especially after being tossed and wrestled by kids who were far taller than Trolls. Most of the time, this type of experience befell Bruce, but, given that he and Brandy had taken the night off to have some alone time, babysitting duty had fallen upon Branch.

For the first half of the night at least.

He rotated positions with John Dory for the second half, and could now take a moment to relax properly. And on Vacay Island, everything was top-notch in that department. The potent warmth was soon working to bring a sense of sleepiness to him, and he allowed his eyes to shut. Aimless thoughts wandered throughout his mind: of Pop Village, of his brothers, but, mostly of Poppy. He could feel a smile forming on his lips even in his twilight state. Poppy... She looked good in his head, whether it was a memory or whether it was just fantasies of what their future together could bring. One of those, admittedly, was marriage and a family. Maybe not a family as big as Bruce's, but still, a few Troll kiddos wouldn't be so bad. Not bad at all. And neither would the way to go about making that happen... Branch felt as though the water got even hotter when he thought of that.

The Troll didn't think he was too far gone in his exhaustion, but somewhere he figured he must've fallen asleep to the hum of the bubbling water and wind in the foliage, because it was a soft, feminine voice that he registered next.

"You look pretty relaxed."

Branch stirred, blinking drowsy eyes up at the newcomer.

"Huh, wha?" he mumbled, rubbing an eye and registering that it was Poppy who'd spoken. She peered down amusedly at him, her lips sipping at the straw of a fruity drink and her legs slightly submerged into the water from her spot at the edge of the pool. But if the sheer presence of his beloved wasn't enough to stir him awake, then it sure was the attire she had on. The swimsuit was a powder-yellow two-piece, hugging her body snugly and extenuating her slim figure in ways that made his mind race with desire.

He sat straight up, flustered. "Oh! H-hey, Poppy," he stammered, trying to sound casual. Branch cleared his throat, and managed to speak a little more controlled the second time around. "So, um, what are you doing here? I thought you and Viva were hitting the waves."

Poppy nodded. "Yeah, we did for a little bit. But then we called it early. Veevs had other plans… with your brother."

Branch cooked his head. "Clay?"

"Yeah," Poppy confirmed with a smirk. "She wanted to spend some time with him… and I wanted to spend some time with you." She glanced down at him with a half-lidded gaze, giving a flirtatious little growl.

Branch’s eyes bugged.

"So whaddya say, Branch? Got room for one more?"

"Well, I, um, I mean… you can, um, i-if you wanna…"

Poppy smiled. "Great!"

Setting her drink down, she scooted herself over the edge of the pool and plopped inside. The water sloshed a bit, and she hissed at the temperature that befell her skin.

"Ooo, you all right?" Branch asked, concern lacing his voice.

"Oh, yeah, I'm good!" Poppy assured. "Feels really, really nice."

"Yeah," Branch agreed, smirking. "It sure does…" He surprised himself with the husky quality his voice had taken, and realized that it didn't go over Poppy’s head, either. There was a look on her face that could only be described as pleased bewilderment, and he could see a blush forming on her cheeks.

Affected so, she bore into his blue eyes with her deep fuchsia and batted her lashes. "Why don't you come a little closer," she purred, adding her own little suggestive twinge to her words.

Now it was Branch’s turn to blush. A tingle went down his spine - and in other places he wouldn't dare tell her about - but he liked it. And while he wanted to obey, he didn't see the harm in dragging out the tease, even if it was by a minute or two.

"Ehh, I don't know," he said, as though he were indecisive.

Poppy pretended to pout, sticking her bottom lip out. "Aww, come on, I won't bite!" But then she paused, giggled, and added, "Much."

Branch raised an eyebrow. "Much?" he questioned. "What do you mean by that?"

"Get over here and find out," she urged, rolling her eyes playfully.

Branch shrugged. "Fine."

Slowly, purposefully slow, he moved towards her, taking his time inching himself towards her space.

Poppy tapped her fingers impatiently against the edge of the pool. "Can you move any slower?" she whined.

"Can you be any cuter?" he quipped back, finally in enough proximity to be able to wrap an arm around her. Poppy’s arms slinked around his neck, firmly holding him to her as he brought a damp hand up to her cheek, cupping it gently. He waited a heartbeat, letting the sensual tension escalate between them, before allowing himself to lean forward and close the gap.

Poppy sighed deeply as their lips met, melting into the kiss, and Branch felt a surge of affection run through his veins. He tilted his head almost instantly, deepening the connection right away, and she moaned quietly in approval. She was extra sweet, he noted, her taste a hint of pineapple from the fruity concoction she'd been sipping, as well as her usual, strawberry flavor that seemed to permeate every part of her being. It made him feel warm and fuzzy all throughout, making it far too easy to lose himself in the experience. He made a noise of appreciation at the feeling as he pulled away just long enough to gasp in another breath and dive back in, twice as eager this time.

Turned out he wasn’t the only one eager. As he’d learned, Poppy had been the one in their relationship to test the metaphorical waters. First with the peck to the cheek he’d received on the day of the Trolls Kingdom Holiday Gift Swap, and then with the first real kiss they’d shared at Mount Rageous, after he’d successfully opened up to her about his feelings. And now, she was testing herself again.

He hadn’t known what she was up to, until she actually did it. He gasped when he felt a nip, Poppy’s teeth having caught his bottom lip upon one of their breaks for air and tugging lightly for a second before she released. The sensation sent an unexpected bolt of excitement coursing through him, the feeling stronger when he noted Poppy's dark, dilated pupils gazing hungrily at him, her breath coming quicker now. Flirty growls, or no flirty growls, Branch knew one thing - his girlfriend was turned on.

And so was he.

Their next kiss that followed was deeper, and more passionate as a result. Poppy nipped once again, at the corner of his mouth this time, and allowed her next few smooches to trail across his jawline, making a path down the crook of his neck. Branch hummed, his thoughts battling each other. One part of him enjoyed the attention profusely, while the other had him wishing his lips could claim hers again. Both evaporated, however, when he felt her reach a sensitive spot just below his earlobe and take another little nibble. He wouldn't know how to describe the sound that came out of him in response. It might have been a whimper, or it might have been a groan, but either way, it caused Poppy to giggle, the vibration of her laugh tickling Branch's skin.

It wasn't hard to admit that she had a guilty pleasure in prompting reactions out of Branch. Which is why her next idea was getting her excited.

She leaned back, ensuring that her fuchsia gaze was unwaveringly locked to his blue as her hands wandered down, below the water, reaching the hem of his swimming trunks.

Blushing heavily and bracing himself for the onslaught of sensory stimulation that was sure to come, Branch knew he wasn't going to be truly prepared for what was coming next…

… Though, not in the intimate way that he anticipated.

So focused on expecting the next feeling to be under the confines of his swim attire, Branch nearly jumped when an enormous, unforeseen SPPLLAAASH! erupted from the pool in a wave of jacuzzi water that drenched him and Poppy completely!

Poppy shrieked in surprise, ripping herself away from Branch, while her boyfriend sputtered, eyes wide.

"What the - who - ??"

“WOO! Ten outta ten on that cannonball, ay, bro?”

“Oh, nooo,” Branch groaned, already knowing that voice before he even finished rubbing the water out of his eyes completely. “John Dory, you’re not supposed to jump into a jacuzzi! And aren’t you supposed to be watching the kids?!”

His eldest brother adjusted his goggles and blew a raspberry. “Yo, chill, dude, Floyd’s got it covered. He offered to step in and help!”

Branch facepalmed. Oh, Floyd. He knew his favorite brother was big-hearted and always looking out for the rest of their crew… but taking over John Dory’s babysitting duty when not even five minutes had passed by was a little absurd! Branch could probably guess that JD hammed up his struggle just to get out of it.

John Dory then noticed Poppy. “Hey, Poppy Seed! How’s it shakin’ since the last time I saw ya?”

Poppy giggled, meeting him halfway for a fistbump, and shrugged her shoulders. “Oh, you know. Guess you could say I’ve been ‘shaking things up’ with Branch.” She gave her boyfriend a sly look, to which he became bashful, remembering what she had been about to do.

“Oh,” John Dory said, then putting it together and realizing what he’d done. “OHHH, shoot, did I interrupt something here?”

Branch’s deadpanned look told him what he needed to know.

He tittered with embarrassment. “Hehe, my bad! I could totally scoot if ya want. I’m sure there’s gotta be some other jacuzzi here on the isle!”

“No, it’s okay, we were just heading out,” Poppy said, lifting herself over the edge of the pool and reaching for the towel she'd brought with her. “But we’ll see you later, okay?”

JD looked disappointed to see them go, but understood. “It’s all right. Catch y’all later!”

As Branch and Poppy walked off hand in hand, the Pop Queen giggled. Branch glanced at her with curiosity.

“Probably should’ve told him there’d be no guarantee we’d see him later,” she said suggestively.

Branch raised an eyebrow, the heat returning to his cheeks. “Poppy… what do you have in mind?”

She glanced at him mischievously. “Wanna go look for another hot spring? I’m sure John Dory’s right, there’s gotta be more than one on the island. That way we can finish what we started…” She peers down at her place of interest for just a flit of a moment, but even then it causes Branch to blush, stammering his reply.

“S-sure!”

[kairiscorner]

HELLO HI!!! I was the one who requested the Gwen prom prompt and i was BALLING. Oh my god you’re amazing!!! Wala lang napaiyak lang ako HEKSJSKSJKSKS IM SO HAPPY WITH HOW IT TURNED OUT!!! LOAF IT!!

If it isn’t a bother! I wanna rec again 🥺🙏

May i req a pampering-esque fic? Gwen x reader again!! (Haha im GAY!!)

Details: The reader is on their period, first day. They’re anemic too so it sucks ballz!! The thing is! This happened while Gwen was at her house and they had a sleepover the day before (As friends or more?) and Gwen had to witness everythingggg. The horrible cramps when waking up, the turning pale, feeling faint, round trips to the bathroom, the breathing exercises and etc! The reader told Gwen what to do, (to get iron pills, fruit and something to eat) so Gwen wouldn’t panic lol! (Go ahead and play around with it again! Doesn’t hav to be exact!! + take ur time & rest! bka overloaded ka 😚👐)

Loaf u and ur work so much have a wonderful day, week, MONTH AND ETC!!! 🥺🙏‼️

hello !!! :DD OMG THANK YOU POOOO !! YOU TOO <333 ALSO YES, I HAVE BEEN MEANING TO MAKE PERIOD COMFORT RELATED FICS, THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME THE IDEA <:DD

i get your pain--gwen stacy x fem!reader

summary: you woke up to the feeling of pain in your abdomen, the feeling of a warm rushing flow down there, and a lot of cranky feelings from your hormones beginning to get out of whack. luckily, your girlfriend's got you, she's here to make sure the only thing you'll feel as long as you're with her is nothing but pure comfort, despite being on 'the dot'. word count: 750

last night was a complete and total blur to you after 10 PM, all you remember was falling asleep in gwen's arms and just... kinda blacking out. you do remember it was a wonderful night, but all you could focus on now was the splitting pain in your abdomen as you realized the period flood was coming. you rushed for gwen's bathroom and changed, hoping you didn't leave any stains on her bed. you came back, wobbling and a little sick due to how light-headed you'd get when your flow would be this strong, and fortunately enough, her sheets were still clean when you got up.

you sighed as you sat yourself down on a bean bag in her room, placing a big plushie you brought with you down on your abdomen to try alleviating the pain. it wasn't the most effective tactic, but it had to do for the time being. you tried to sleep again, but the sharp pain in your lower abdomen hurt like hell. trying to sleep through it wasn't an option, and luckily, not for long either; because as soon as the pain came in, gwen woke up. she greeted you a good morning as she yawned, with you muttering a good morning back to her.

gwen looked at you and noticed you looked a lot less... vibrant than last night, a little more sullen and tired, even from having just woken up earlier. "hey, you okay?" she asked you as she climbed out of bed and walked over to you. since it was gwen, you could tell her just what kind of hell you had to endure for the week. "it's shark infested waters right now." you told her as she nodded and headed for her drawers, fetching you her finest-quality pads and tampons for you to choose from. "for you, m'lady." she said as she handed them to you on bended knee.

you giggled at her gallantry as you graciously accepted the feminine products she handed to you. "why, thank you, lady stacy." you thanked her as she smiled up at you and got up. you tucked the products away in your almost empty emergency case and as gwen sat down next to you with a slight smile on her face. "y'need anything else? i have iron supplements if you need any, since, y'know... periods aren't exactly very good for your anemia." she offered to you, which you smiled back at and nodded. "thanks, but don't worry, i'm fine right now. i guess all i need right now is..." you were about to finish as your stomach let out a loud grumble, causing for gwen to nod and extend a hand out to you to help you up. "i've got you, don't worry. breakfast is on the way." she said as you took her hand and stood up.

you and gwen ended up making breakfast together, what with her dad having left earlier that day, you two made it all on your own. though breakfast was great, you still felt the stinging pain and heaviness around your lower abdominal region, and every time you cried out even a little bit in pain, gwen looked over at you with concern and asked you what it was you needed, she'd get it for you. she brought you a hot pack when you told her the cramping was worsening, and before you even told her you needed them, she gave you pain killers right away. "i promise, i'll take care of you as long as you're here with me." she said as she placed her hand over yours and smiled at you.

you smiled back at her as you felt her hand on yours. you leaned close towards her and pecked a kiss on her forehead. "thank you, gwinny..." you thanked her as gwen felt herself blush a ton from your kiss, her cheeks tinting with dark reds and undertones of pink as her smile widened and she giggled involuntarily out of being flustered by your kiss. "no problem, love." she said as she kissed your forehead this time. you felt incredibly lucky to have her with you then and there, to have her understand and know exactly what you may need or want right then and there and just be with you and not assume for you what you need--you felt more and more safe and comfortable with her, when she's like this, maybe shark week'll be way more bearable with her by your side.

a/n: I NEED A GWEN IN MY LIFE PLEASE 🛐🛐🛐

tags !! @luvstarrstruck @maxoloqy @fiannee

[atropinenightshade]

From the ask game?:

the character everyone gets wrong

the worst part of canon

the worst part of fanon

(For the first question-- I personally don't think personal interpretations are more valid than others or anything, but sometimes I think there could be "extraness" in certain depictions/opinions. I do this too, I bet, so no biggie.)

Donatella Dragna. Now, I prefer Scarlett, and there were certain parts where I didn't agree with or understand Tella at first, but I don't think she never loved her sister. Did she always love her in what we would consider a more mature way, so to speak? Maybe not. But she brought Scarlett to Caraval and even died fir her for a bit because she loved her and wanted them both to escape their abusive father. She wanted to save her from a bad marriage-- remember what she saw in the Aracle! Also, remember how Tella's mom left her. I'm sure that coupled with the abuse traumatized her. It's not Tella's fault either that Garber seems to prefer her and Legend over Scarlett and Julian. It doesn't necessarily make her a bad character. I really enjoyed her pov and how radically different than Scarletf she was. And yes, could she be imperfect? Yes! She was a very human character lmao. So where I think people get it wrong is believing Tella never really loved Scarlett that much which is just false on its face. And by the way with the whole Jacks thing, I don't see why she had to love him at all especially with what he did to her.

Rhian One. Now because of Soman's kinda rushed writing here I can see why people reduce him to sore loser. So not really a reading issue on others' parts. But I don't think he was supposed to be that way and NO Rafal was not supposed to be in the right at the very end. He was still pretty much selfish and insensitive and again, LOVE was abandoned in favor of power. Rafal constantly had this "I wanna forgive Rhian and go back to the way things were" but when has he made an effort let's be fr. Again, not saying Rafal never tried at all or never loved Rhian but it was not consistent. Rhian deals with obvious insecurities and let's face it-- Rafal is always the shining star. People hate him, adore him, admire him and dream about him. He is their god and savior or their demon. Rhian gets treated like a joke the second someone new or stronger is in the picture. And I think that's how siblings often are in real life. Envy and resentment can break up the relationship as they grow older. Rafal never really valued Rhian’s emotions, infantilized him, and acted more like a parent than a brother without him really needing to. So again not saying Rafal deserved being killed but reducing Rhian to "he bad and Rafal is an angel" misses the whole point of their characters and relationships.

(Also minor opinion: I don't think anyone can really claim TLEA Rafal was meant to be original Rafal or not. We don't really know. Idk just something that irks me, especially knowing what Soman has said in the past about naming Rafal after someone he saw for an event or whatever. I personally feel like he had bits and pieces of twin lore in his head and they were "School Masters" and he just pieced it together after he got the prequels idea. But again, I really don't know. So again I don't really care for how people feel so definitively about this when we are not in the man's mind. What bothered me about was just lack of buildup and care to make the plot twists work or the characters shine and feel true tbh rather than TLEA Rafal not being Rafal and this is also a consistent Soman trait)

Celie Tremblay, Scarlett Dragna, and pretty much any soft/traditionally feminine/maternal female characters. Or traumatized women. And oh, Rafal, Jacks, and any morally gray or villainous sexy white angry/violent fictional man. Do I really need to explain myself on this one.

Worst part of canon? Midas dying in Fall and great potential in plot and characters that was not fully met. Esteban Trueba's existence in "The House of the Spirits." Scarlett and Tella's mom dying so quickly. Main series Rafal being the twins' dad and a deadbeat one at that. With Evelyn who for whatever reason decided to birth these children regardless of how he treated her. (Not really their fault though but still. Wasn't Evelyn supposed to be feminist or something.) Cause contraceptive magic or herbs in a fantasy world apparently doesn't exist or maybe they do and an immortal school master lacks brains to make use of them. And knowing this is actually RHIAN ONE makes it better and worse at the same time.

Worst parts of fanon are just basically the weird shipping like incest (saw one with the twins) or very NSFW freaky kinky stuff with characters. Any fan that acts like their word is over anyone else’s or the author's and starts ridiculous fights. And fans who rant without actually reading the story or the racist/misogynistic ones that hate a character and oddly prefer a white character to be with their blorbo. Not saying it's wrong to prefer different ships or characters but hostile energy is there and it's a pattern. OH and white-washed fanart or edits! I HATE that. Did you read the books mf??

Thanks for the ask!

[vinetae]

Mommy's Good Boy - JJK

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Genre: Smut. Literally no plot. 18+

word count: 1k

Summary: You and Jungkook try reversing the roles for once.

Warnings: Anal fingering and anal penetration. Ain't your style? Me neither, but hey - we discover something new about ourselves everyday, huh?

A/n: Again, I'm not sorry. Had this idea written while watching Netflix. Was originally meant for Jimin (because I had the random urge to peg the shit out of that man) but I felt Jungkook would be the more compliable one.

As always, enjoy!!

Edit: try reading it with this

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"Y-You wanna do what?" He half jokingly laughs, hand scratching behind his neck. Your eyes plead with determination, as you scoot across to his side of the couch, straddling his lap. Hand slipping inside of his athletic shorts, teasingly stroking his cock.

"Pleeease? Just once, Kookie. You know, feminine power?"

"Feminine power is not you sticking a dildo up my ass." He bites back, palm wrapping around your wrist to try and remove your hand from his shorts. He'd already grown quite a bit, in a matter of seconds. It didn't help that your thumb was sliding over the slit of his dick, earning yourself a shudder from his half-exposed body.

You whine, lips coming to tease the side of his neck. Soft moans roll against the shell of his ear, making his words choke. You had the begging thought of using a strap-on, but he had said no in the very first part of you dating. He said he didn't want it to 'make him gay'.

Whatever that meant.

"Babbyyy" You drag out your voice in hopes of convincing him to use this head instead of that head. His legs unconsciously part, as your shifted to one of his thighs. Pussy pressed flat on the exposed part of his legs, as his chest flutters out in a string of shuddering mess.

"B-Baby p-please-" Fuck, was it getting harder to control himself. Honestly, his dick had been kind of begging for your idea, but him? Not so much. The thought of you bending him over like he'd done to you so many times before, had his mind spinning. Your hands gripping on his ass, instead of the other way around. Maybe a few light spankings and-

Shit. He was harder than Calculus.

His hands shift down, pulling you away from his body. His heart absolutely melts at your pout, which only furthers this sporadic decision.

"Okay."

"Really!?"

"Yeah yeah, just- just don't make it a big deal, please?" You nod, eager to hop up and practically dance every K-pop song known to man. He laughs at your cuteness, before watching you disappear for a second into the bedroom.

When returning, his mouth gaps at the sight. Something that looked as if had been made to suck out a baby's boogies, lays in your hand.

"What's that?"

..

"Wait.. I have to what*?"

"Well, women sometimes do it to clean their vaginas, but men also do it for ana-"

"Yeah yeah I get that.. uhm.." His eyes still in shock at the little contraption. Confused and concerned for both his and your safety. Mainly wondering why you had this. Did a gay guy best friend give it to you? Have you used it? I mean, Jimin had always seemed pretty fruity in his opinio-

"Jungkook" You call out. He shakes his head, pushing the item away.

"Just.. use a condom. Cause there's no way in hell that's" He points at the little device, "Is going in me." You chuckle.

"Well that" Your finger points to the six-inch dildo that sat on your bed, all neat and spread out for anyone's viewing, "is going in you."

You laugh at his face crinkling.

"Yeah, and I'm not too happy about either."

..

"Aww, you look adorable, baby." You coo, watching as he sheepishly hides behind the door panel that separates the bedroom from bathroom. Hands embarrassingly covering his crotch as you coerce him into stepping out.

"Mmm," You moan, smirking towards his -rather no- outfit choice. "Almost too good to eat."

"Y/n!" You giggle at his yelp, patting the bed next to you. He walks over, taking a seat. You're quick to throw your leg over his lap, before pushing him down into the comfort of his black sheets.

"I thought married couples only did this.." Smirking, you motion for him to flip on his stomach. His comment earns him a light smack, watching as the flesh of his ass jiggles.

"Head down ass up, baby boy." You watch as his bum rises from the bed, all for your viewing glory. He truly had an amazing rear.

A little too excited, you're quick to slide the condom over your two fingers, before grazing the tips around his puckered entrance.

He immediately flinches, pulling his ass away from you. "No no no no, nope nope nope, and no!" You giggle, leaning over to place hot, open kisses along his spine.

He groans, fingers digging into the sheets. "Y/n.. I don't thin-"

"Shhh," You coo, fingering presses circles along the rim of his hole. "You're alright baby, I got you. My good little boy, behaving so well for mommy, isn't that right?"

His lips part to moan loudly. Sweat decorating his knitted brows in excitement. The hard-on he displayed stood proud and tall against his stomach, as you pressed the tip of your finger past his tight walls.

"F-Fuck oh shit- W-Weird.." He groans, hips uncontrollably rocking back against your finger. A smirk presses your lips, as you start applying pressure to his prostate. You'd watched so many videos, seen so many tutorials, and even asked professionals at your favorite store on how to prepare for this. You were more than ready.

Jungkook? Not so much.

His jaw loosens at the feeling, as you use the freedom of your other hand to message his balls gently.

"Who's my good boy?" You coo. Surprised to get such a quick response.

"I-I am." You hum, pressing the tip of your clear, condom wrapped dildo to his hole, before slowly slipping your fingers out.

"And who am I?"

"Y-Y/n"

Smack.

He cries out, body lunging forward from shock as he's quick to change his answer.

"Mo-Mommy."

You gleam, before slowly pushing into his tight entrance. "That's my good boy."

"Nngh-" You noticed how white his knuckles had become, watching as the poor sheets are wound tightly in his grasp, mouth holding back a few choked out moans. Your palm grazes over the round of his ass, before applying another smack. "O-oH Fuck!"

"Tell mommy what you want, baby boy."

His breath is whiny and desperate, as you pick up speed. Hips snapping along his own, hand gripping to his waist to control the situation.

This time, he gives in.

"P-Please fuck me, mommy! Ug- I'll be so good, I promise!"

You reach forward, free had wrapping around his hard cock, as your hand is immediately coated in a heap of pre-cum. You chuckle to yourself.

and he said he wasn't excited for it.

Your thumb grazes over the slit of his dick, before quickening your pace on both ends. He's sent into an all time, crazy, euphoric state. Moans digging into the pillow as he muffles the sounds from being too loud for the neighbors. Ass getting plowed, as your hand is working wonders around his cock at the same time. His thighs shook at the overstimulation. Just a few beats go by, and he's cumming all over your hand.

With the pace slowing down to an almost zero, his body falls flat on the bed, chest heaving with exhaustion. You unstrap the belt, loosening it's buckle as is drops to circle your thighs.

Body plopping down along with his, as you pull him into a tight embrace. Arms wrapped around his whole upper body, while you whisper sweet words into his ear.

"You're mommy's good boy, hmm?"

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It's short but so is my attention span so 🤷‍♂️

[mylittlesecrethaven]

Facts About the TWST Boys You Might Not Know: Pomefiore

It's been a minute huh? (Although I honestly have no idea since this'll be in my queue forever since there's about 100 or so posts in there rn, but I digress.)

Let's do this. (and hope Pomefiore gets some love like Heartslabyul of Scarabia)

Vil:

According to Azul, Vil has a record (or records, idk) for most runway appearances two seasons in a row. (Vil do be a hard worker)

For his shows he's done, he's had to learn self-defense, martial arts, and kickboxing. He still continues the first two, and his trainer for kickboxing was actually a kickboxing champion.

He wears...... 13 centimeter..... heels.....

THESE DON'T LOOK COMFY!

He apparently uses a term that's more feminine to refer to himself, but it can be used for any gender if needed. (in Japanese, btw)

Pfft- He once had a salad with mayonnaise and had terrible acne for three days. (either his skin's super sensitive or he's just not had much acne inducing things and is therefore not built a resistance to them. But either way, funny af)

Rook:

His eyesight is so good, he can tell what somebody is reading from a ways away. (It's not specified how far, but I'm sure we can make a good guess given it's Rook)

He himself admits he talks way too damn much and that he can go on spiels for a while.

Idk if this was well known, but I didn't know it. He writes poetry apparently.

And a well known fact, he's a fucking stalker.

He used to be a Savanaclaw student before joining Pomefiore. (I wonder why he was put into Pomefiore. Anybody know why?)

Epel:

Kinda a wide fact, but also about Epel. Apparently, all of the cast but Epel have somebody else also in the cast that's from the same hometown. (Did that make sense? I have no idea if it did)

His first time interacting with people his own age was literally when he got to NRC. Insane.

So.... ehh? I mean, Epel got almost no love, but Vil got a bit.

Not as good as Heartslabyul or Scarabia tho....

What do y'all wanna bet Ignihyde's is gonna be sad af?

[pocketmania]

hello!!! 🍊anon here!!! the shiver fic was so so so good!!! as a chubby person myself it really makes me happy to see/read things like that! and never never apologize about the wait! I don’t mind waiting cause I get to read such amazing stories!! Speaking of, I have another request! If you aren’t overloaded that is!

🎨🔫✨☁️ 👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨

Could I request a fic of Marie x a genderfluid/chubby reader helping them present how they want to present (perhaps they want to appear more femininely, and Marie is more than happy to help with that, but whether reader is masc presenting or fem presenting, that’s okay and up to you)! And some kisses of course! (If it wasn’t obvious by now, kissing is like my favorite love showing activity haha)

Thank you, and of course, have a great day and night!!! Hopefully this wasn’t too confusing either!

Hii again 🍊 anon! Thank you for all your kind words, I truly mean it! And, no, I'm not overloaded or anything! I've been busy but I'm always happy to write! But thank you! (And no thr ask wasn't confusing)

Now onto the thingy

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(🎨🔫☁️👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨) - splatoon fluff

(reader type) - genderfluid reader /

masculine

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"Marriieee!" You called out from your closet to your idol lover. Marie, who wasn't doing anything important at the time, popped her head around the corner shortly after you called for her. "Yeah?"

"What do dudes usually wear?" You inquired as you held a dull red hoodie in your hands, as if you were about to put it on. Marie leaned on the doorframe after entering the doorway. "Depends. Why do you wanna know?"

You grinned and set the hoodie down. "I feel like being more masculine today." Marie nodded her head, letting out a small hum and crossing her arms. "Well, you're not just gonna do that with a hoodie, are you?" You looked between her and the hoodie. "Anyone can look like anything in a hoodie. Besides, it's basic."

Your eyebrows furrowed when you picked up the hoodie to hang it up again. What else were you gonna wear?

"Tell you what,"---she got closer to you---"how about we go shopping for some clothes down at Arowana Mall? I'm buying." You and your ears perked up. A shopping spree? With just you and your girlfriend?

You couldn't be happier!

You immediately threw the hoodie onto your body and turned to Marie. You didn't even have to speak for her to get how joyful you were.

You put on some overalls and a baseball cap. Marie put on their usual diguise for when they went out in public: green cap, black mask, and a green hoodie. With that, you both set out for Arowana Mall.

This is the part of the story where you both have a montage of shopping for clothes and trying them on in different stores. Marie would help you choose clothes depending on what was "in" and what wasn't. What did suit you and what didn't.

She's kind of a fashion diva.

You bought a bunch of outfits and clothes. However, you favorited one outfit in particular. You got a brown jacket, a red shirt about the same shade as your hoodie, a peach colored bag, and some shades. Combined with your overalls and your cap, you thought you looked pretty good.

After your little montage, you both got something to eat at the food truck outside.

Marie was certainly pleased. "You look stunning, love! I sure do know my way around a closet." You scoffed and gave her a small shove. In response, she wrapped an arm around you and gave you a huge kiss on the cheek.

You responded and turned, so you were now kissing her on mouth. It went on for a minute or two before you both pulled away. Just then, an inkling walked past you and gave you finger guns. "Nice outfit, my guy!"

"My guy".

You felt a warm, fuzzy feeling in your chest as they called you that. A big, goofy smile crept onto your face, and Marie kissed your cheek again. "See? I'm not the only one who thinks so, too."

You looked down at yourself and smiled bigger. You really did look great, didn't you? And you could say it with confidence, too.

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[silver--scar]

I left Tumblr to make pride art only to come back realising I'm not actually straight after 18+ years

Uhm... Happy Pride Month to me too I guess?

I might delete this post who knows lol I don't like talking a lot about myself

I'm still not too sure about it, but me and my friend had a lot of talk over it

Tldr: me and my friend discovered that I might be androsexual if you wanna skip this poorly written yapathon

I've always felt an attraction towards guys, and I've always declined the thought of dating women because I'm just not interested.

But looking deeper into it, I don't think I like anyone that's fem aligned or identify as a girl.

And then I felt confused haha

Because earlier yesterday, I was scrolling through Twitter and saw an image of a butch lesbian. And for the first time, I didn't just think, "Woah, they look nice!" I thought, "Whoa, they look so handsome •///•"

Because they were a woman, and I don't like women. I always just go, "Aw, they're pretty!" Or "Hey, they're a pretty cool person!" And also, I've always avoided questioning myself, tiptoeing around the subject because what if I'm wrong? What if I'm pretending to be what I'm not? What if people assume I'm faking it just to be included in a community?

But this girl looked masculine and my heart did a whole bunch of flipflops and stuff as cringe as that may sound.

So I went to my friend to talk about this, because I felt like a dick being attracted to people who appear masc (even though I wouldn't necessarily care what someone would look like, so long as they were nice and friendly would I consider a relationship), but they assured me that there are people who like men and non-women (basically anyone who doesn't identify as a girl) and vice versa. And when I thought it over, I realized that I don't mind dating nonbinary people either, masc aligned or androgynous. It's just the femininity I'm not really into.

This answered a few questions for me, like why I was always more drawn to playing as males in games even though I'm perfectly happy with being a girl, or why I had these sorts of feelings. But I was still iffy, because it was worded like... A kink almost? And I know this is definitely not the case, because I rarely feel sexual attraction towards strangers or people I barely know.

While I know it's okay to not necessarily worry about labels and stuff, I wanted to find out exactly what was going on with me. So I just started googling and came across androsexuality. "People who feel attraction towards men or perceived masculinity, irrespective of whether or not the person is assigned male at birth." Or "Someone who is primarily attracted to masculinity, be this sexually, romantically, or aesthetically."

Not to mention that after looking into it more, it has slightly different definitions. Some people use it when they're attracted only to cis and trans men, some use it to express attraction to masculine people regardless of gender, but there are also people saying it's open to all genders while others say it's only open to nonbinary genders?? So of course I'd feel iffy using this identity if it's known for trying to put nonbinary people into gendered boxes.

But I had a lot of discussions over it. I learned many sexualities and what could possibly fit what I described to other people, and soon, I've come to realize that I'm not straight, but androsexual. All my life and into adulthood, I thought I was so sure, but I guess people learn about themselves a whole lot later than others.

All because a handsome lady made me head over heels lol /lh

[superkirbylover]

kinda a stupid question so i would understand not answering it but what was your assigned birth gender?

again you don't have to answer if you don wanna i was just curious

nah i don't mind at all! hope you don't mind i elaborate a little too

i'm AFAB (assigned female at birth). despite this, i never really identified with being feminine. my mom was like this too; both of us can be described as tomboys. we have moments where we do like being feminine and present as such, but for the most part we're neutral or masculine. in my case, though, i definitely leaned more masculine.

i'm sure i've told this story a thousand times, but i like telling it: when i was on scratch (and later, roblox), people often didn't realize what my gender was. my mic quality was poor and i was at the ripe age of 11, where boys and girls would sound really similar still. people would hear my voice, and either refer to me with "he" or "she." i used to correct people on this, but because of how common it was, i stopped. i wasn't sure why, but i thought it was funny that people were confused on my gender. hell, i laughed when i first called with scratchU8 and BenDaMan (now known as nebita) on skype. nebita thought i sounded like a boy, and scratchU8 admitted the same. it's a time i look back fondly on. this trend continued with future friends, and while i corrected them, part of me wish i hadn't. so, a year later i told my friends a few things: don't call me a queen, don't call me ma'am or any feminine terms. basically, treat me like a boy in everything but call me a girl if needed. my friends did their best to do that. they would sometimes say they forgot i was a girl because of how i acted, and i would say sometimes i wish i was a boy.

i don't remember when, but i believe when i was... 16, i was starting to hear about other identities outside of being transgender. i heard of being trans when i was 12, though knew little of it. all i know is it meant if you are trans, it means you were once a girl and now a boy and vice versa. when i started to hear about other things, like nonbinary and etc, i tilted my head. there was a classmate at my school who said they were genderfluid the previous year, but i was unfortunately caught in the anti-sjw youtube era so i thought it was just a ploy to go "ha!! you assumed my gender!!"

i looked up these alternate genders, and i remembered the genderfluid classmate and looked up genderfluid, reading about it. and when i read that it could mean that someone felt like they were a boy, a girl, neither or both at the same time, a switch clicked in my head. "yeah!!" i thought, "this is how i feel!!" i didn't dislike being a girl and certainly didn't desire bottom surgery (or top surgery at the time), but i liked being perceived as masculine. i regretted when i corrected fans of mine on my gender because it would mean one less person using he/him or they/them. i hated being seen as a girly person, but i didn't loathe my womanhood. it's why i felt neutral being called a woman and "ma'am" but felt more connection with being called a man and "guy."

that day, i put she/he/they on my bios. and it hasn't left since

[paralyze-fic]

Paralyze.

Special Chapter; Genderbent

|My Boyfriend is My Girlfriend|

Aizawa walked in and everyone sat down in a millisecond, not wanting to upset the man.

Before we could ask him anything, he cleared his throat and signalled to Iida to sit down, seeing as he had stood up raising his hand, probably going to ask that question we were all thinking of.

"Bakugou and Todoroki had been hit by a quirk yesterday coming back from their extra classes," I got worried, and I barely lifted my hand, "Yes, (L/n)?"

"They are okay, right?" Aizawa lazily nodded.

"They got their hero licenses yesterday too, so as they were able to fight back they didn't get any serious injuries. At the moment, they're at the dorms, resting."

After that, Aizawa began with his lesson, but I couldn't stop thinking about Katsuki.

What kind of quirk hit them that they had to stay at the dorms?

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During lunch, I tried to call Katsuki but he wasn't picking up and that worried me even more, and when I messaged him, he didn't answer either.

I tried with Shouto, but he just sent me a text saying 'We are fine, (M/n), don't worry.'

I couldn't help but wonder what had happened to them yesterday. And today seemed to go by extremely slowly. I just wanted to be with Katsuki and see with my own eyes how he was.

Was that too much to ask?

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Right as the last bell rang, I grabbed my bag and ran to my locker, not even bothering to listen to Iida as he yelled at me to not run in the halls. I changed out of my indoor shoes and ran out of U.A. to our dorms.

I heard some of my classmates yelling at me and calling my name, like Eijiro and Izuku, but I ignored them, and the moment I saw our dorm, my speed increased.

In the common room, there was no sign of Katsuki and Shouto. So I took my shoes off and ran up the stairs, ditching the elevator.

Without dropping my bag in my room, I knocked on Katsuki's door repeatedly.

"Who is it?!" A feminine voice threw me off, and for a second I could only think of one thing, but I didn't let that thought distract me.

"It's (M/n). I just want to see how's Katsuki!" I heard some stumping inside the room and then my phone vibrated.

BabySuki;

Why?

Instead of texting, I spoke, "Because I heard what happened yesterday, I wanna know if you're okay, Katsuki."

I felt another vibration coming from my phone and I looked down at it.

You can see me next week, now go away.

Wha...

"But, Katsuki-"

"(M/n)?" A female's voice came in from my side, it sounded kind of familiar, but none of my girl classmates had that voice, so I looked towards it.

It was Shouto.

But... he wasn't... a he.

He was more like a she.

His hair was slightly longer and looked brighter, softer even, and his height lowered. His body was curvy and he looked rather sexy.

Got damn bisexuality.

"Shou...to?" I asked unsure, and he slightly smiled at me, nodding and walking toward me. "What happened to you...?"

He looked into my eyes and let out a chuckle. It surprised me... maybe being a girl changed his stoic personality.

"Aizawa didn't tell all of you what happened yesterday?" Shouto changed his body weight from one leg to the other, "Bakugou and I got hit by a gender switch quirk. The user of it said it would only last a week."

So the female voice I heard coming from Katsuki's room, was actually-

"Katsuki, open up! I know what happened, let me in!" Shouto seemed surprised by my sudden yelling but he patted my back and walked away, saying a soft 'Good luck.'

"Then that's another reason why I won't let you inside my bedroom!" Katsuki's voice cracked a few times, probably because he was forcing his voice more than usual.

"Please, Katuski... let me come in." I rested my forehead on his door, "I haven't seen you since yesterday, even before yesterday... I want to be with my boyfriend, please..."

I heard soft steps getting close to the door, and the noise of a body resting against it.

"You won't... laugh at me, right?" His cute and sweet voice made my heart melt, and a smile tugged my lips upwards.

"I would never laugh at you, puppy." I sighed again, "Let me in, Katsuki." I whispered knowing that he could hear me.

After long seconds, the door was opening very, very slowly, and I pushed myself away from it. The door cracked open enough for Katsuki to peek out and the little bit of his face that I saw made me want to walk inside and hug him for the rest of the week.

His features were more feminine -obviously- but his eyes got a bit bigger too and brighter than before, his eyelashes were even longer now too and his lips... they still looked the same, but the natural pink on them seemed to be shining.

Not to mention the adorable blush on his cheeks and how he was shyly looking up at me.

Oh yeah, he was even shorter and smaller than me now too.

I almost felt like hearts were forming in my eyes at the cute sight before me.

"(M/n)...?" He said softly, doubt echoing from his voice, and I had to bite my tongue so I wouldn't scream like a lunatic.

"Can I come in?" Katsuki blushed with a darker shade of red and nodded once, stepping aside and opening the door more.

He walked to his bed and sat down, the movement his chest made when he bounced slightly had me blushing too. Katsuki groaned and tried to cross his arms over his breasts to cover them, only to groan again in pain and lower his arms.

I would've questioned his... size if it wasn't because I'd met Mitsuki. So, I knew why he was voluptuous.

...This is bad. Katsuki looked so tiny and cute, that I just wanted to hug him and squeeze him.

Lay on his chest too... I heard those things were quite soft and comfy.

"Don't look at me like that," his growl snapped me back to reality, Katsuki was frowning at me, but it wasn't his usual angry frown, he looked more sad than annoyed, "I knew I shouldn't have let you see me."

He stood up from his bed and walked out to his balcony. I placed my bag on the floor by the door and took off my blazer and button-up shirt, leaving them on top of the chair of his desk. I walked up to Katsuki until I stood behind him, and I wrapped my arms around his waist, placing my chin on top of his head.

I would've gone lower and rested on his shoulder, but he's shorter now, and I really love my spine.

"(M/n)?!" He exclaimed, holding my forearms and trying to pry them away from his body, but I turned him around and cornered him against the balcony's rail.

Katsuki opened his mouth to say something, but I cupped his face with my hand and he closed his eyes, leaning closer to my touch and turning red.

"I love you, Katsuki," without a second thought I leaned in and kissed him. Katsuki struggled for a few seconds, trying to push me away, but he soon relaxed and wrapped his arms around my neck with difficulty. His smaller frame made me have to bend down lower, so instead of staying like that for longer, I picked him up by his thighs and sat him on the balcony's rail.

He gripped my hips with his legs, pulling me closer to him and I moved my hands up to rest on his waist and lower back.

Until we heard wolf-whistles coming from afar. I backed away and looked over his shoulder.

The entirety of class 1-A was walking to the dorms, but because the trees around the building weren't tall enough to cover the fourth floor's balconies, they saw us making out.

Katsuki immediately turned red and pushed me away, dashing into his bedroom. I stared at him as he threw himself face-first into his bed, muffling his screams with his pillows.

//////

There was a bit of a commotion outside Katsuki's room as Eijiro and Shoji walked into their rooms. The noise mainly came from the spiky-haired boy, as he was exclaiming nonsense about Katsuki and me.

And he was now blowing up our phones with messages about going downstairs with the rest.

Katsuki said he refused to go out of his room for the entirety of the week, but I had to make him realize one thing.

"What about the classes, idiot?" He tsked and kicked me on the side for calling him 'idiot', but I just laughed it off while I rubbed under my ribs, soothing the pain inflected in my body from my boyfriend. "Come on, they have to see you at some point, Shouto is already with them."

Now Katsuki was frowning at me, annoyed for a completely different reason, "Since when are you on a first name basis with that damn half and half, (M/n)?"

I got up from his bed and walked to his door. I wanted to go to my room to change out of my uniform.

"Since we met Togata senpai, Katsuki."

And I walked out.

Already in my room, I took a quick shower and changed into a loose tank top, sweatpants and a big maroon hoodie I usually wear during winter, it wasn't cold in the dorm because of the air-con's warm air, but I just liked wearing it, and I stepped out.

"Katsuki, let's go!" I exclaimed, opening his door without knocking.

Big mistake.

Katsuki was wearing a pair of his red boxers and a tight white tank top... well, it didn't use to be tight, especially around his chest area, but now...

"(M/n)?!" He turned and held the cover of his bed up to cover himself, and like the good gentleman I am, I covered my eyes with my hands.

"Sorry, puppy, should've knocked..." I trailed on for a few seconds, turning around to stare at the closed door. "Do you want some of my clothes to wear...?"

The silence that followed my question made me want to bang my head against the wooden door, but right as I was about to do it, I felt a small tug on my hoodie.

"Could you lend me this...?" His small and shy voice made me shiver and I had to hold in a girly shriek at the mere mental image of Katsuki being all cute and shy.

"Y-yeah, sure..." I cringed at the sound of my voice cracking, and Katsuki seemed to find it funny because I heard him chuckle. I held the bottom of my hoodie and took it off, handing it to Katsuki without turning around.

"Done." I sighed and turned around, but the sight that greeted me now was even worse, at least for me.

I had seen Katsuki wearing my clothes only once before, and... He was wearing sweatpants at the time, plus, we had the same lower body. But now, not only did he have the body of a woman, but he was just wearing underwear, which was covered by how big my hoodie looked on him. Damn, he looked so-

I had to cover my face with both of my arms this time. Only to avoid an aggressive nosebleed. And well, so I wouldn't stare like a fucking pervert.

I heard him walking around his room to his closet. The shuffling sound that reached my ears told me he was looking for something else to wear.

Hopefully a pair of pants.

"Okay..." Katsuki sighed and I felt his hand holding mine, "Are we going downstairs or what?"

//////

I was regretting my decision.

I should've allowed Katsuki to stay in his room this whole week!

Everybody was around Katsuki, asking him how he was feeling, but mostly complimenting him, and I was getting pissed. I held the urge to pick Katsuki up in my arms and take him to my bedroom only because he didn't seem comfortable.

Until a tiny perverted grape tried to get ahold of my boyfriend.

The very moment I saw him drooling over Katsuki's appearance when he took off my hoodie made me growl, but he was just looking -in a very disgusting way-, so I just pressed myself closer to him.

It wasn't until I came out of the bathroom that I saw Mineta about to touch Katsuki, he wasn't paying attention because he was talking with Eijiro and playing video games.

But it got my blood boiling and my steps echoed in the common room. I made Mineta's entire body stop as I activated my quirk and I stood behind him, a deep animalistic growl vibrating off my chest.

Katsuki and Eijiro turned towards me, as I held Mineta in the air by the back of his t-shirt. His eyes changed from the usual perverted look in them to a frightened one.

And without a word I walked to the cleaning closet on the first floor, tossing him inside, "You better think about your actions about what you were about to do to my boyfriend. If I ever see you close to him again..." I bent down to his height, Mineta tripped over nothing and tears were filling his eyes, "I won't just lock you up in a closet, understood?" He frantically nodded and I stood straight, turning around to walk out and locked the door.

Everyone was looking at me with scared eyes, but Katsuki's eyes seemed to be shining.

He ditched the controller and jumped over the couch, walking towards me. When he was within close reach, I held his hips, covered by the hoodie that he put back on, and lifted him, pressing my lips on his.

I bit on his bottom lip, causing a gasp to leave Katsuki's mouth, but I stopped myself before I could push my tongue through his parted lips.

"There's quite an audience here, puppy," I whispered in his ear, eyeing the rest of the class staring at us with various expressions, "You want to continue in my room?"

Katsuki groaned softly on my neck, his legs wrapping around my waist and his fingers tangling in my hair.

"Yes, please."

I smirked and turned around, walking towards the elevator while feeling the stares on us. And before hopping into the metal box, I looked over my shoulder.

"We probably won't be having dinner tonight, guys."

Those who understood turned a bright red, while some others had a confused expression. I kissed Katsuki once more and walked into the elevator, pressing the fourth-floor button.