#bc i like dressing fem most of the time but sometimes i want to present or feel masculine

[zebrafiz]

this tweet singlehandedly made me go on a gender spiral for 5 days straight that ended with me deciding that i want a binder

[mae-i-scribble]

My post on How I Attended and All Guys Mixer picked up a few more notes than I was expecting recently and it reminded me that I've been wanting to talk about how appreciative I am about how the series handles sexuality. I'll only be talking about the manga here bc I haven't seen the live action drama nor do I plan to. But I just think it's really neat that with our 3 male protags we get to see 3 very unique reactions to 1) learning that crossdressing is a thing and 2) how they in turn feel attraction wise.

I'll start off with Asagi as I feel his is the most straightforward in that he just takes everything in stride. Literally nothing phases him. Thanks to that he's the most nonchalant of the group, just chatting up and trying to make friends per usual. He's confused somewhat, but doesn't pay it any mind and just tries to get to know everyone as he would any other new friend. Personally, I can really see an aro/ace argument for Asagi due to the way he's just, completely unaffected and uninterested in the romantic ongoings around him. He compliments the girls and such but even when the manga is going pretty hard pushing its other pairings Asagi and Fuji truly just seem like good friends. I'm not delusional, this is a romance manga that from the get-go clearly has these pairings in mind to all get together romantically, but until it happens I can gaslight myself into believing my aroace truth (is coping so bad).

Going from most chill about everything to 2nd most chill we have Tokiwa. Tokiwa is an interesting case in that he's polite to such a degree that he does his best to mask his initial confusion and shock (to the extent that yknow, a comedy manga will allow). Though it doesn't really work because he is very overwhelmed by the situation at hand. However, I don't think this is attributed to the girls' crossdressing alone in the same way that Hagi can't get over his initial shock of the concept. Tokiwa's chief concern isn't the "weirdness" of it all but the fact that he came here expecting a meet cute with a cute girl and instead is getting a meet cute with someone equally as charming but with none of the reserved attitude we see Suo have while she's fem-presenting. My boy is not worried about gender norms he is worried for his sanity due to the attractive person flirting with him.

Honestly, this panel here implies that he finds masc-presenting Suo even more attractive. The fact that he even tries to reassure himself that because Suo is a woman this situation is less flustering is very interesting. Not that it does anything. Pouring one out for Tokiwa for real. As the manga goes on, Tokiwa gives off the vibe of someone who is comfortable with his sexuality enough that the gender presentation of the person he likes is irrelevant, both are attractive to him in different ways. Again, while Suo's crossdressing is a point of interest in the sense that it's not something he understands or gets intuitively, he doesn't have nearly the same level of crisis as Hagi does. His attraction to Suo is never questioned- rather it seems to be a question of whether or not he thinks Suo is genuine in her flirting.

And our last boy is Hagi, poor beloved Hagi who is having the time of his life trying to figure out that hey, sometimes people don't dress or present stereotypically. It's a rough life for you Hagi. However, his inner conflict is very gripping. I find his reaction and subsequent coming to terms with the idea of crossdressing a very realistic take on the subject much more akin to your average person being introduced to everything for the first time. It never feels mean spirited even if Hagi can be offensive in this thoughts and comments at first- it's born from a place of genuine confusion, both towards himself and towards the girls. Hagi falling in love with Kohaku, while a little to rife with misunderstandings for my taste, I think is a wonderful narrative of how even being straight doesn't mean that there is one way to feel attraction. While Kohaku throws around the idea of him being bi due to him being attracted to Kohaku while she's masc-presenting, Suo best sums it up when she says that it's not about the words or the looks, its about who it's coming from. And given that we haven't seen Hagi struggle with this from anyone else, it's a safe bet to say he likes Kohaku as masc-presenting, not necessarily masc-presenting people or men in general. Attraction as a fluid concept is something most straight romance stories, let alone a comedy based one, seldom bother to explore along the gender spectrum. Hagi's struggle to understand himself and what his attraction to Kohaku means to him personally is such an interesting take that it elevates the entire storyline out of miscommunication hell almost (just almost).

Idk idk this feels like a very silly rant to have but I do in fact love this manga more than a reasonable amount and this is definitely one of the top reasons for it. I would love for it to get a bit more attention but I shall settle for rereading it for the 20th time I suppose

[crispy-bonnie]

Hi hiiii!!! Request time :)

- Okkk so if u could, can I ask for Dallas, Hoxton, Houston, Sokol, Medic, Dozer and Taser?

- OH also idk if you said u could write for him but if u could maybe like... Jimmy too? I've already requested so many, it's perfectly ok if u can't rn /nm

- If you can't do that many it's chill !!

- So like..the prompt is literally that reader wears rlly cute stuff bc yea

- Like, skirts, knee high socks, Mary Jane shoes, pink blushy makeup and soft strawberry pinks :)

- Here are some examples !!

- So reader just likes presenting rlly fem and cute

- As for personality, I think it'd be cool if reader was also cheerful/optimistic with energy all the time :D

- Reader doesn't actually have to be a female/have she/her pronouns, but I'd rather not have anything that suggests reader is male or anything (genderless is okay tho !!)

Ty for reading this + answering!! Here's a song :)

I LOVE THIS ??? GRAHHH SOFT PASTELS AND CUTE CLOTHING IQHESFUJHWV i've always wanted to present fem like this but then people would thing i'm not a he/they so it's pretty difficult lol also , first time writing with jimmy and houston ! so this is gonne be a bit tough but i can sure as hell do my best !i'm also gonna add the bonus of the reader being small because fuck you /lh no i'm not projecting stfu

i would also like to note that some of these are a bit rushed because oh my god this took WAY too long to complete

You're cute, small, and optimistic - PAYDAY GANG + FBI UNITS

Dallas

If you don't bring this man happiness, then I don't know who does You're just so small and happy like oh my god why are you such a bean- And the things you dress in are just adorable too like wtf

Dallas will go through hell and back to make sure that nobody hurts his precious bean

If you're actually vicious and tough during heists then he'll actually be terrified

Like- no matter how many heists he's been on with you, it always catches him off guard when you pull out a fucking flamethrower and torch anyone who gets in your way [including civilians if you're that careless] while rocking some Mary Janes and a cute pink skirt

If that's not the case and you're actually a lot more frail, then he'll pretty much be a human shield for you so that you don't die He'll be constantly screaming for a medic bag, but not for himself, but rather for you so that he makes sure that there's medical supplies at the ready if you get hurt

While off-duty, he just loves to spend time with you. Playing games, drawing, pretty much anything

You're always so bubbly and happy, even during his bad days you always manage to find a way to cheer him up and make him smile

Hoxton

Again, you're a little bundle of sunshine for Hoxton, but the difference is that he'll actually tease you about it

He'll often call you sweet nicknames, but the ones he calls you by most are 'Sunshine' and 'Sweetheart'

If you're struggling to do something like reach something on a high shelf or lift a heavy object, he'll end up doing it for you with a cheeky remark "Sweetheart, if you need a ladder then just call for me."

If you're extreme on the field, he'll try his best to lay off on the teasing so that he doesn't get a bullet right between the eyes "Hey Sweetcheeks, run a little faster would ya- okay okay I'm sorry please put the Garand away-"

If that's not the case, then he'll be pretty similar to Dallas. He'll do anything to make sure that you get hurt

If you so much as get a tear on one of your knee-highs or one of your accessories gets damaged, he'll murder the one who broke it and make sure to take it to Aldstone for fixing the second you get back from the heist

But on the more sweet side, he'll do his best to spend time with you. He'll drop anything and everything to join you if you're baking though

Either because your treats are really good or he doesn't trust you to not burn the safe house down

Houston

Houston can and will tease you about your height, and sometimes he’ll jokingly question the practicality of your fit during battle

If you’re an aggressive bean, he won’t hesitate to zip his mouth when you threateningly point your Commando-101 directly at him

If not, he’ll just continue with his teasing. In both situations, he’ll eventually tone down on the teasing, especially with your bubbly behavior

The sparkle in your eyes when something catches your attention, your genuine worry when he gets hurt, your enthusiasm to make sure he gets back into the game, gAHH someone please put this man into the freezer because he’s MELTED

Can and will find any excuse to hold you. Whether it be lifting you up to reach something high or carrying you to safety during a heist. Just seeing your small figure adorned in such adorable and bright clothes really makes his day

It’s like a big contrast compared to all the bloodshed and other horrifying things that he’s unfortunately gotten used to. You’re just his little marshmallow

Jimmy

Legit thought he was trippin when he saw you walk in wearing your bright pastel fit. Then again, he’s always trippin

But like- he was so confused. In a good way though? He was shocked to see such a contrast in what would usually a dumb and sober world.

For a minute he thought you were a hallucination from all the coke he’s been snorting, but eventually he finally gets the memo that you are indeed real

Jimmy legit thinks that you’re an angel or something, so that’s what he calls you.

If you’re a more chaotic one during heists, then he’ll refer to you as Guardian Angel and help you slay all the cops

If that’s not the case, he does his damnedest to protect you from harm’s way. If you or even your outfit gets damaged, he immediately goes ham

This applies to the rest of the gang too. If they harm you emotionally or physically then he WILL throw hands

Sokol

“Why are you dressed up like little baby?” Was the first thing he said to you. He was so confused about your attire, and your behavior confused him more

How the fuck can you stay so cheerful while you’re stealing nuclear weapons??

At some point, he starts to appreciate your optimism, as it helps to get through heists and life in general. Hell, he might even join you in the encouragement

He’s still confused about the clothes though, and he’ll keep asking about it too. If you end up taking his words personally, he’ll fucking PANIC and do anything to make you feel better

The second he saw tears his mind went into ‘oh my god the world is ending’ mode and frantically attempted to make you feel better [which he did]

Though still not understanding the whole fashion thing, he does his best not to ask about it any further

Taser

LITERALLY STIMMING WHEN HE SEES YOU LIKE HELP THIS MAN PLEAS E

Istg Taser is like a fucking 4 year old so when he seed you wearing those adorable strawberry themed clothes and shoes he just can’t help but bombard you with compliments

If you’re chaotic in battle, this man will get so distracted watching you fight that he’ll end up tasing himself two times before realizing what the hell is going on

Please let this man play dress up with you oml

He’ll put you in all sorts of pastel outfits, a lot of them with lightning bolt themes, and this mf will just swoon when he sees you in it. He’ll die [/pos] if you wear it more often

Treats you like a princess and will literally do anything. He’ll even go the extra mile by calling you ‘Your Majesty’

Cloaker ended up taking a notice to this and started teasing you

Let’s just say that it didn’t end well for the drop-kicking unit

Dozer

Dozer finds your fashion and demeanor so adorable like omfg

He saw you and went "MUST PROTECT AT ALL COSTS"

If you're a monster on the field, he'll fall for you even more because oh my god SLAY GURL SLAY

You two are so optimistic like- you've got matching energy. He screams at his teammates to not die, you scream at them to not die, it's perfect!

Regardless of your strength in battle, he'll still become a meat shield for you due to your small frame

If ANYONE ruins your fit he will find them and personally beat them down, even if it's a civilian [in which Captain Winters screams at him for it lol]

You were the one who painted the kawaii face on that Dozer mask. No, this is not optional. You were the one who did it.

Dozer will actually encourage you to paint his helmet or add cute little accessories to that and his armor so that you two can slay together!

Medic

You are the one thing that keeps this man from going insane and torching down the entire police force

When he's having a hard day, all he has to do is look at you and whoops the pain is gone

Literally a painkiller

Weak or strong, he'll make sure to be behind you for most of the battle. Sure there's other units in need of healing but you're top priority

He'll go Cloaker feral if anyone [especially the Payday gang] hurts you or even does so much as get their filthy hands on your awesome fit

He'll be the one to wash and/or repair your outfits because oh my god your clothes look expensive, but not in a fancy way. More of a "I spent 100 bucks on Shein to get all of this shit"

Medic also likes to make outfits for you himself. He'll either sew or buy them and encourage you to try them on

[random-deepdeanite]

MMU Modern AU Character Sexuality/Gender HCs

Hazel: Bisexual demisexual, no preference, identified as fem nb for a while but liked the label "demigirl" better so they use that now. Wears a binder sometimes, but overall presentation is very feminine. They/she

Daisy: Uses "gay" more than "lesbian", but likes both labels. Has a somewhat loose grasp on her gender identity but still identifies as cis. She/her

Alexander: Bisexual, female preference. Transmasc. Took t, and wanted top surgery but when he started wearing a binder & he changed his mind and was like "nah fam i'm good the chest crusher works fine", mainly bc passing was his main issue and not dysphoria. He/him

George: Unlabelled. Hooks up with people of all genders, but his stance on whether he actually feels romantic attraction is kinda iffy. He/they

Amina: Lesbian, and only labels herself "gay" jokingly. Any pronouns including themeless neopronouns, though she defaults to she/her most of the time.

Beanie: Pan, in somewhere in the aro/ace spectrum, intersex, genderfae, they/she/it. Tried neopronouns at one point, but didn't like them.

Kitty: Lesbian. Very femme, Straight People™️ sometimes don't believe she's gay because of it. Struggled with comphet a lot. She/her

Lavinia: Aromantic demisexual, polysexual (likes men and nb ppl, including those on the fem side of the gender spectrum, but not outright women), genderfluid. In canon, Lavinia has a pronounced chest, so I hc that xe was dysphoric abt that and wanted top surgery ASAP but according to the internet you have to be 17, so got a breast reduction instead. They/it/xe

Bertie: Gay XD. Only likes guys. He/him

Harold: Also gay, and has liked and dated masc nb ppl in the past. He/him.

Amanda: Butch, sporty bisexual, female preference. Awakening was Demi Lovato in the hot tub scene in the Sorry Not Sorry music video (definitely not projecting here). She/they

Henry: Lesbian. Mostly a woman, but like. Girl Lite. Somewhere in the realms of enbyness. She/they

Alfred: Was the "token straight friend" for absolutely ages until they was talking about how they thought romance and sex and gender were all pointless, was encouraged to do some research and exploring. Aromantic, asexual, agender. Dresses masc but somehow exudes androgynous vibes anyway. They/them

Bonuses:

Uncle Felix: ABSOLUTE BICON. He/him

Aunt Lucy: Straight, transfem, had surgery and took hormones- the whole deal. Was impulsive with breast size and had a breast reduction later. She/her

Inspector Priestley: Acts very straight. Surprises everyone by turning up to pride with a gay (mlm) and an ace flag. He/him

[shellsinadune]

feeling some type of way about my gender presentation and how people perceive me.

bc like. i don't shave, i don't wear makeup, i don't paint my nails - in fact, i bite them. on paper i present more masculine than feminine. my haircut is based off 60s boybands and 70s mens fashion, my outfits have an oxbridge law school boys club vibe mixed with small town grocer or fisherman, beyond basic hygiene - which i struggle with - i only really have a stripped down skincare routine (2 steps) and i take care of my hair 'like that' (perceived femininely, but is actually really basic) because it's curly. the only thing i choose that can be called traditionally feminine about me is that i wear skirts and dresses (and interesting silhouettes that Manly Men have decided are Banned). which i wear because trousers cause issues with my kneecaps when i sit and i'm sitting all the time.

so why the FUCK am i constantly called feminine. whether it's cis people always misgendering me femininely, my own fucking parents deciding not to use my pronouns because they 'thought [i'd] grown out of it', people online calling me and people like me theyfabs, or well meaning people within the community calling me fem-aligning. it's inevitable.

and what's frustrating is i know why. it's because it's on my body. it doesn't matter, i could be the most masculine masc to ever masc but this would all still happen to me. because it's my body, and my body reads as feminine. because i have a large enough chest that the fairisle patterns i love wearing bulge in a way that makes people think 'woman'. because my jawline is small and my eyes are large, my hair that was unique and cute when mickey dolenz did it or rugged and cool when mick jagger did it (depending on how much i need a haircut) looks girlish on me. i just don't have the face or the body for masculinity. it can't read as anything other than soft butch, if i really tried with all my might to be masculine enough, or neutral-feminine if i want to be comfortable physically.

ofc, being disabled affects this. i'm infantilised constantly, which doesn't help. many of my mannerisms and ways of existing (posture being hunched, movements often elegant-looking*, comfort items i carry with me, my higher pitched humming tics, my instability when i walk, the way i defer to the person with me, the fact that i care about fashion at all given how visibly disabled i am, my voice - both aac and throat) read as 'young girl trying to be grown up' more than adult non binary person trying not to be misgendered again.

i can't bind because of my disabilities (i've tried everything). packing is literally useless because i'm sitting down anyways. the only hope for things to change is surgery, and i can't organise appointments or get the insurance to pay for it, and i obviously can't save the money myself because i don't have a job.

i just wish more people took into account that like. sometimes features do actually make certain things impossible. for me, dressing the way i want is more important than not getting misgendered. because that happens to me anyway and i would prefer to be happy in myself than wear a hoodie and jeans (nothing wrong w that, just not for me) just to make people see me masculinely and have people still not respect me.

im just conflicted because the 'clothes don't have genders' people will say 'it's ok to present femininely' and that's true and cool but i literally DON'T????? i dress neutrally and everyone else has decided that wearing a skirt, even a brown tweed skirt with a pleat down the middle that looks like trousers, is inherently high femme. i'm barely even gnc, it's just that masculine clothes don't read as masculine on my body because it's my body. it curves in a way that is only ever read as feminine.

*by this i mean that my wrist weakness looks like i'm gesturing gracefully, my pinkie finger mcp joints hyperextend in a way that looks like i'm always drinking tea in a posh way, i normally cross my legs below the knee, etc.

[horrorfolk]

pt 2

trans masc butches with hair and muscle and I'm like yea maybe it's just bc my brain sees them as a man skhfjfks. I have a few female celebrity crushes but like I don't think I would actually be interested in having sex with them when it comes right down to it. sexuality is just strange in general. and me being trans obviously has something to do with it too bc. I'm not PARTICULARLY attracted to boobs but sometimes I see boobs on a hot trans guy and I'm like.. hell yeah. but then again sometimes I see a girl and find her really attractive and I wonder if I could ever actually see myself in a relationship with her? but the answer is always foggy at best and no most of the time. I mean I went into cosmetology bc I love doing women's hair, I love women's fashion and feminine aesthetics. I don't exactly love it on ME but I am drawn to those things in an aesthetic appreciation sort of way.. sometimes I dress up fem bc it's fun but I rarely leave the house like that bc I have a deep internal sense of shame and internalized transphobia. and I don't feel safe in public presenting fem and passing as a man at the same time. and when I think about it, gay men have always had a deep appreciation for women and feminine aesthetics.. like stars like lady gaga being queen of the gays essentially lol. when I think about what I am attracted to in a person's body it's usually masculine features like broad shoulders, body hair, facial hair, a deep voice, etc. in fact I'm not into "femboys" most of the time bc they don't look masc enough like I am strictly not attracted to people without body hair. facial hair isn't an absolute must but it's a huge plus. but I absolutely don't want to play with any genitalia that is not hairy SJHDKFS LOL and a hairy tummy.. hairy legs.. chest hair .. back hair..... it is so good and I am blessed to have a bear of a boyfriend.

pt 1 rambling abt my sexuality

my sexuality is so weird bc I have been in multiple relationships with women and found them sexually attractive and for a period of time didn't have ANY feelings for men other than disgust, which was surely a trauma thing but. idk it's weird. I sometimes think I'm bi bc I have a deep aesthetic appreciation for women especially when they have like an alternative style... but I actually think I only like their fashion and style and not actually sexually attracted to their bodies skhfjfks bc I like think I'll be into a girl bc she's goth and cute or whatever but then if I put a man in that same outfit I'm 100x more into it. I've dated an even amount of men and women and been attracted to both for a long time. but then slowly the attraction to women just kind of.. went away? sometimes I think I'm into a butch but it's mostly.

[gothicbabydollz]

okay, yay! so, you know all of those tiktoks going around of the more fem significant other’s getting their shoes tied by their more dominant lovers? well that’s azriel. “slow down, baby. let me put it on for you. you know the rules.” and he ties them so intently and he looks so sexy doing it too. he’s the type of bf to stop walking and tie your shoe for you. in the middle of the sidewalk at a festival. he does not gaf. what his baby wants, they get.

another note, if you need to go anywhere, he loves to fly you there. “there’s no good reason for you to walk there, when you have a perfectly good set of wings to take you there.” and he holds you so softly, but tight at the same time as you fly in the night sky. sometimes, you’ll let go of his neck and point at the stars with him, and he always feels himself falling more in love with you with each star you call out.

also, he buys you everything that he thinks you’ll like. like, whatever your favorite color is, he’ll buy something in it for you. bras; you have tons in your favorite color and material. nail polish; also tons (he paints them for you as well.) dresses; millions in different shades for your fav color too. he also really likes ruffle socks on you. and as for your favorite scent— everything is in it. lotions, perfumes, soaps, candles, you name it, you have at least two in your favorite smells. he just loves to spoil you with gifts (as does rhys, even though he knows you’re not even his person. he just likes to gift give.)

he also loves to lotion you up after you shower or bathe. now, he doesn’t even have to take one with you and he’ll be waiting right outside the door with your favorite lotion/body oil in one hand and clothes in the other. he’d be so loving when massaging the skin with the moisturizer, kissing each body part when he moves on the next. like, whenever he switches legs, he kisses your knee before moving to the other leg. it’s so sweet, you always feel your heart burst each time. (and yes, sometimes he gets very overwhelmed with how much he adores you that he ends up eating you out before getting you dressed.)

YES HE DOES DRESS YOU. “i do it better, princess.” (for those who are female presenting.) “i do it better, baby.” (for those who are nonbinary.) he’s always super sweet when dressing you, making sure everything is perfect and showering you in many compliments before kissing your lips and sending you on your way (because he has to put the lotions and towles away so you dont have to.)

stressful day? tell him everything. he wants to gossip with you and talk shit about the people you hate. because if you have beef with them, so does he (and cassian bc he always finds away to some how coordinate himself in y’alls private life. you love it though.) he rubs your feet while you both spill tea and talk crap about the people you hate, and most times, he’ll paint your toenails after. he’s also super good at paint nails? either you or mor taught him, you have no clue, but you’re not complaining. he kisses your ankles after he finishes your toes every. single. time. and when he paint your fingernails? he kisses each finger after he finishes. (bonus if you’re insecure about your hands, too. bc homeboy will try to make you love them with his kisses.)

he’s not very good with his words, so he tries his best through actions :)

(i can give a smutty part too, if you’d like.)

- 🌷

Stop- you’re going to make me start squealing. I’m joking, keep it coming, i love this. A smutty part would be amazing!!

It’s safe to say, i need princess treatment from Azriel. It’s my turn. I want it. I want him to lather me in lotion, dress me and lace up my heels. Is that too much to ask?! 😭

[sugawarassoulmate]

i’m so down bad for bully samu do u have any random hc’s for him

it's my favorite boy!

words: 619

cw: fem!reader, bullying, name-calling, jealousy, possessivenes, public sex, marking, implied breeding kink, overstimulation, minors dni

sfw

we already know osamu feels entitled to your time and attention, so expect him dragging you from one place to the other. most times you two aren’t even speaking to one other, you’re both just existing in the room together doing different things (samu’s probably cooking in the kitchen and you’re sitting at the dining table doing homework)

i honestly think bully!osamu has “tinkerbell syndrome” and will actually die if you’re not giving him some kind of attention sksksksk

he remembers small things about you: what foods you don’t like, your allergies, the fact that you always forget to bring a jacket when it’s chilly out. he knows about the scar on the back of your knee after atsumu tried teaching you how to ride a bike when you were nine and you ended up falling (osamu “mysteriously” gave his brother a black eye the next day)

osamu is your shadow, looming and ever-present, but he doesn’t isolate you from your friends. you can hang out with other people...just know that he’s tagging along. your friends don’t like him??? they’ll just have to deal with it, sorry you’re a packaged deal

“have you eaten?” “no” congrats, you’ve pissed him off beyond belief

it’s actually pretty rare that osamu gets enraged with you, most times he’s in a grumpy mood. the only petnames you’ll ever hear are “dummy” and “stupid”

if he does get in a really bad mood, he tries his best to separate himself from you but he’s still an idiot who’ll explode on you sometimes

he feels bad about it (especially if he made you cry really bad 😕) but don’t expect a (verbal) apology. he’ll make your favorite food the next day and will be on his best behavior for the next few days

not overly affectionate but if you hold his hand out of nowhere, most times he won’t push it away. in the morning, if you’re feeling cuddly, he’ll also let you hug and kiss him until he gets annoyed (he’s a lil sleepy meanie)

my boy gets jealous about everything from other boys to your plushies!! what a loser lmao

nsfw

meanie meanie meanie meanie!!!!! osamu likes it when you beg and isn’t above edging you :(

he’s bent you over nearly every surface of his house but his favorite place to fuck you is in atsumu’s bed skksks

one of his favorite ways to punish you is by using your mouth as his personal fleshlight, he won’t stop till you’re drooling all over him and he’s cumming on your dumb face

the filthiest words come out of his mouth. he’s calling you a cock hungry slut who’s only good for spreading her legs like a whore 😩 gonna pump you full of his cum cause that’s all you’re good for, yeah?

really into marking you, leaves hickies all over your neck, thighs, stomach, etc. (possessive af)

you two have a safeword and he always follows it, even if he’s in the middle of punishing you, he doesn’t ever want to go too far

oooooooh sometimes you’ll have the softest, sweetest sex ://// osamu just wants to hold you and feel you squeeze down around him as he makes you cum over and over (all while calling you his cute lil dummy bc he can’t be too nice)

likes it best when you wear pretty skirts/dresses for easy access! WILL fuck you in public if he’s really in the mood, whether it’s in his car, in a bathroom, or in some dark alley (probably fucked you in one of your uni classrooms)

probably doesn’t go down on you as often as he should bc he’s selfish but if you bitch enough he’s gonna overstim u 🙄

©sugawarassoulmate 2021 all rights reserved - please do not repost/translate my work on other platforms!

[gothamslostboy]

The Lost Boys

Sexuality HC

These are my personal opinions, we’re probably not going to agree on everything and that’s ok! You can comment your opinions below as long as you’re not a dick about it :]

NOTE: I think after turning most vampires don’t gaf about gender and that will play into my hc

NOTE 2: the F_/M_ is for how you present. If you’re a guy who dresses feminine you fall into F, same for masculine girls. I did this bc I wanted to include Non binary ppl but it felt weird adding a 3rd gender percentage bc enby ppl don’t have a gender . So to clarify: the percentage is not gender, it is clothing preference

NOTE 3: yes I know it was the 80s. I. Don’t. Care. Gay ppl existed in the 80s and the whole movie has gay undertones so sush.

David

I originally said he was bi in this post bc I didn’t want ppl mad at me but imma be brave now

Gay asf

Likes seeing S/O in feminine clothes though

I know I said vamps don’t care after turning but every rule has an exception

F65/M35

Dwayne

Bi

F70/M30

Paul

Pan

No preference here, gender or clothing,just personality

He does like matching with his S/O so get him something in the same color or pattern

Marko

Bi

Does have a male preference though

Him and Paul definitely fuck

F25/M75

Star

Straight

Has experimented and decided it’s not her thing

Very supportive

F50/M50

Her boyfriend wants to wear a skirt? She’ll buy matching ones!

He wants makeup? Let her teach him!

Earrings? We saw in the movie she wants to do it!

Probably pierced all the boys ears

She doesn’t care how he dresses, as long as he doesn’t tell her how to dress either

Michael

He’s unsure but when asked will say bi

He’s still trying to come to terms with not being straight so he prefers S/O wearing more feminine things

(David rn: 💃🏼💃🏼💃🏼)

F82/M18

Lucy

Straight

Supports everyone

Doesn’t understand why people care about who others date

F6/M94

Loves a man in a nice suit

Still nice if he wants to try typically feminine things

Just doesn’t seek out more feminine men

Max

Straight

One of the vampires who DO care

Like too much caring

Weirdly insecure and kills men who hit on him:[

Eats primarily female victims

Only supports if it’s one of his pack

More supportive of the boys straight interest though

The boys don’t give a fuck though and if they are dating a guy will purposely show more affection in front of him

F100/M0 (he definitely still thinks women shouldn’t wear pants I’m sorry but he’s old af)

Grandpa Emerson

Straight

He used to be a homophobe (he was raised in a very homophobic time)

Lucy has talked to him about being supportive since she was a teen

Finally gets that it doesn’t affect him and supports

F50/M50

She can wear whatever she wants as long as she’s happy

Sam

I can’t decide if he’s aroace or not bc he’s still early teen years, and he was more focused on stopping his brother from becoming a vampire then finding a date

If he is interested in anyone, it’s dudes

He had that poster in his room, and was making fun of Michael for chasing a girl

He also has more of a fashion sense then most men of the 80s (I’m not saying having a fashion sense makes you gay, I’m saying if writers in the 80s wanted to have a gay character w/o saying he’s gay, this is probably a trait they’d give him)

F20/M80

He feels like feminine clothing would “draw too much attention”

Like the mf doesn’t wear the most attention seeking clothing in Santa Carla

Alan

Bi? at most

Huge fem preference

F70/M30

I don’t think he’d like completely girly girls

But still wants a partner how dresses nice

He thinks everyone looks good in long, loose skirts and crop tops regardless of gender

Edgar

Straight as a ruler

Supports, but doesn’t really get it

If Sam came out to him he would probably ask if Sam was into him, but genuinely didn’t mean to be offensive

He just doesn’t know why he needs to know

F40/M60

He’s ok w/ a girl who dresses up sometimes, but if you’re vampire hunting with him you need to be able to move fast, maybe leave the dress or skirt for another time

Yes I put the younger 3 teens here. I’m only doing the bc I think at 14 you are aware of your preference, I know I was many ppl I know were

[jouta-salad]

SDC Sugar Daddy HCs (Afab!Fem reader)

(CW: a touch of manipulation/toxic relationships, a hint of yandere, implied smut, age gap, mentions of intoxication/alcohol, daddy kink)

Oldseph

Typical. Not surprised he went after a beautiful young woman like you, especially considering he had an affair with Tomako when he was in his 50-60’s

He would definitely be rough with you, but it’s to be expected

He’ll grope your breasts and smack your ass in semi-public places and laugh when you get flustered and shy

Will definitely show you off to his friends at parties

“This is my baby y/n.. isn’t she a beauty?” *old man chuckle*

Speaking of parties, he would pressure you into drinking and you always end up getting drunk bc of him

Buys you lots of small dresses and lacy lingerie.. he especially likes buying you cute little sundresses

All you have to say is “daddy I want ____.” and give him doe eyes and he’ll buy double of what you originally wanted

Makes you massage his scalp sometimes

Will literally spoil you rotten and get you whatever you ask for, even if it’s the weirdest shit(He’ll even buy you horse semen if you really wanted it)

Loves to tease and poke at you in general

Kakyoin

My boy would definitely be kind of yandere

He literally had no one for most of his life so he wants to make sure you won’t ever leave him especially bc he loves you sm

Will gaslight you if you get angry at him

Loves spoiling you and would def buy you super expensive perfumes and shampoos bc he loves it when you smell good

He also loves buying you expensive handbags and silk clothing too

ESPECIALLY LOVES IT WHEN YOU WEAR SILK so expect a lot of cute silk lingerie, dresses, and nightgowns from him

Loves taking you to fancy ass parties and make you hold onto the crook of his arm and follow him around place to place like an accessory or smt

Would buy you cocktails to sip on while he took you around so you don’t get too bored

Shows you off sometimes at the parties

“This is my darling, y/n.. isn’t she just the prettiest girl?”

Would do shit like that and embarrass you for fun sometimes bc he thinks you’re cute all flustered and shy

He would totally do the ‘grab your chin with his fingers and force eye contact’ thing and then kiss you OMFGG

Btw, hes definitely a sucker for seeing you in his coats and shirts and seeing how oversized it is compared to you

Avdol

This man is one of the nicest sugar daddies ever

He would totally buy lots and lots of accessories like necklaces and bracelets and earrings

And probably lots of loose or flowy clothes

Would buy you any pets you want

Like literally you can ask for 3 horses and a cat and he’s back with people working on building stables and shit

He would take you on once-in-a-lifetime trips around the world at the nicest hotels

Would braid your hair or just play with it a lot

Definitely hires artists to paint beautiful portraits of you

He also hires professional gardeners to plant your favorite flowers in the garden

Genuinely has a lot of wholesome love towards you, and would do anything to keep him by his side forever

He loves when you kiss the scar on his forehead. He finds it so endearing.

He always dreamed of having kids with a beautiful woman like you… would definitely pressure you really hard if you didnt want any

Jotaro

He’s super fucking mean. Or acts like it atleast.

Would buy you professionally tailored dresses and lingerie and demand you wear them whenever he felt like it

He’ll pretty much buy you anything you want (especially if you give him puppy eyes) as long as it isn’t anything too weird

“..Good grief, don’t look at me like that.” *purchases $1500 handbag*

He also won’t let you buy lots of pets like Avdol. His limit is a dog and a cat.

I have a feeling he would pretend to be annoyed when you asked, but would willingly buy you so many plushies???

Takes you along to his business parties and gives you his card to buy cocktails and shit while he goes off and socializes.

And if you ever get drunk at one he’s gonna be pissed af and might “punish” you later or literally punish you. It depends.

Will definitely make you light his cigars for him

When you do something well he’ll give you head pats and stroke your hair

Call him sir or mr kujo and he goes bizzerk

He secretly loves it when you sit on his lap, and he’ll hold your hips when you do

Loves it when you massage his back and shoulders,, especially while he’s doing his work

Polnareff

This man is the ultimate sugar daddy

He will literally buy you anything you want.

Oh you stared at a pair of shoes at the mall a second longer than usual? He’s off to purchase it

did I mention that he’s also the biggest flirt ever?

“Did I ever mention you just look absolutely beautiful today mademoiselle? Not that you don’t normally hehehe”

He says shit like that daily to the point it barely fazes you anymore lol

He buys you the most extravagant presents out of the blue

One time he randomly bought you a fancy horse-drawn carriage ride “just for fun” and bc “he knew you would love it”

Will buy you flowers almost everyday and so there’s just vases all over the house

A huge fan of pda and will have you hold onto him whether it means holding his arm or hand

Also gives the best hugs

One day he adopted a white and light ginger cat that you both named “brûlée”

He fucking loves sharing food with you for no reason

Maybe it reminds him of that one spaghetti kiss in ‘Lady and the Tramp’

Also be wary because he might get drunk with his friends on accident and you’ll have to take care of him until he knocks out

[deceasedream69]

Hey! Reqesting a Five H. x Harrington!Fem!Reader.

Anything is good, but i would love a fic where Five meets the reader's friends and brother, and he's all stressed bc of the approval of their relationship means a lot ot the reader so it means, it means a lot to five as well.

Meeting the fam

- "this is stupid", he said fixing his tie.

- "If it's so stupid why do you care so much about your appearance?", I turned to look at how he fixed his outfit.

- "presentation is always important. For both of us, come here", he said putting a strand of my hair behind my ear and kissing my cheek.

- "you're not going to bribe me into cancelling tonight"

- "I tried", he said walking faster.

We reached the restaurant, my siblings talking and drinking already.

I took five's hand before entering.

- "don't be nervous, they're really chill. And sometimes a little bit... Too much, just don't fight with them, please?"

He just stared at me.

- "pretty please?", I smiled awkwardly

- "I... I'll try", he said smiling.

We entered and went directly to the table, greeting everyone.

- "this is my boyfriend, Five", i nudge his arm and he smiled... Awkwardly but extra points for at least trying.

- "so, where's the rest of him?", Said my younger sister, she was like that with everyone.

I saw five get serious.

- "and where's your WHOLE partner?", I asked taking one of the glasses on the table.

The rest of my siblings laughed. Including Five.

- "nice to see you again after so long", replied my sister.

- "nice to see you haven't changed a bit", I said standing up to hug her.

After the whole apocalypse thing, twice, we haven't really talked. And they didn't exist in 1963 so...

- "and I also wanted you to meet my boyfriend", said my older brother.

We welcomed him too, he wasn't safe from my sister's jokes either.

The night was not so bad. Sometimes Five would grab my hand under the table, or put his hand on my thigh. Which let me know that he was a little nervous, but I always offered him a smile and hold his hand back to make him calm.

It worked most of the times. Until the last part.

- "I mean, you really want us to believe that you, I mean, you", said my little sister pointing at Five and me. "Saved the world in a year when we couldn't be there to check it was true. Interesting"

Five glared at her.

- "you? We don't need you to believe", I said taking Five's hand under the table.

- "I mean, I know we're all thinking it", she said turning to look at our two brothers and my older brother's partner.

- "not really", said my brother y/b/n, he was a year older the me, and two years younger than my older brother.

- "right, this was a wonderful dinner, but I'm afraid we should get going, right angel?", Said Five turning to look at me.

- "sure", I said smiling at him.

He took my hand and after paying our part we leaved the restaurant, but not in a normal way, Five turned to look at my sister and teleported us out of the restaurant. I could feel five's breathing going back to normal.

- "well that was interesting", he said putting his arm around my shoulder.

- "I'm sorry for my sister", I said laying my head on his shoulder.

- "she seemed very interesting, a little jealous maybe"

I laughed.

- "yeah... She's never had anything good happening in her life... I kinda feel sad for her"

- "besides, I have to thank your brothers, if it wasn't for tonight's dinner I wouldn't seen you in such a pretty dress", he said smirking.

- "I could say the same about your suit but, you know, I always have that privilege" i kissed his cheek.

The end.

A/n: I don't know wtf I just wrote. I kind of zone out while my hands move lmaooo, but if you want me to make another on or change something let me know xo

[iii-days-grace]

Can’t believe that I ever wanted to pursue a dark academia aesthetic, that was just me being a closeted goth I think

I mean really it went

Enjoy music

Enjoy fashion

People are really creepy about it in a manic pixie goth girl kind of way

Stop looking anything like that. Chuck most of my old clothes anyway for various reasons. Dress mostly in scruffy work clothes tbh.

Dip toes into dark academia aes bc am nerd and like spooky

It’s full of pretentious asshats bc you know. It’s just an aesthetic with nothing much under the hood.

Keep dressing like a garbage rat. Or like super fem when not bc letsbehonest I’m still a little bit hesitant about actually presenting more masc.

Nu metal? Garbage rats rad as hell actually?

Ok now I have the confidence to dress like whatever the fuck I want

Still dress fem sometimes bc why not

What is fashion anyway

Enjoy music

I’m not chained to any one aes and I still dress for practicality first (my wardrobe is very minimal at the best of times because I hate clutter and dragging things around with me when I move). But now that I’m settled in one place and have the time and resources to dress for enjoyment as well.

Step 8 is also a little bit abt empowering myself as a transmasc person bc people tell us we look like shitty gremlins anyway - I know that is not universally empowering for various reasons but it was for me.

[helnjk]

Snowed In - C.W.

Charlie Weasley x fem!reader

Requested: yes! by my love @lupinsclassroom

Ah HA I finally came up with a Charlie request. Okay, of course it’s professor reader because I’m obsessed with them but like....Charlie visits hogwarts, and then (I know logistically this isn’t possible bc ✨magic✨) but he gets snowed in and has to stay in the castle for the weekend and it’s just cozy and soft 🥺

Word count: 2.6k

Summary: sometimes, it takes just the right circumstances to get what you want. 

Warnings: meal mention, reference to/implied sex (blink and you’ll miss it), winter fluff! 

A/N: this took me so long to get done aaaaaaaa 😩 but yay ! more COMC professor & charlie 🥰

– 

Christmas at Hogwarts was always a spectacular sight. The professors always loved to go above and beyond with the decorations, but even without them, the grounds and the castle looked, well, magical. 

“Professor L/N?” a voice from across the room mumbled. 

Y/N looked up from the stack of papers she was grading to see Eloise Abbott, wrapped in her cloak and her Hufflepuff scarf, standing at the entrance to her office. A neatly wrapped present was clutched in her gloved hands as she waited for her professor to invite her inside. 

Athena was perched on her stand behind Y/N, resting after a long afternoon of delivering various Christmas gifts. Her sleeping figure seemed to appease the student’s apprehension slightly as she called out, “Come on in, Eloise!” 

“Isn’t the train supposed to be leaving soon? What’re you still doing in the castle?” Y/N questioned, stashing away the stack of parchments on her desk, that way her attention would be fully on the Hufflepuff. 

“Yep!” Eloise replied quickly, “I just wanted to drop off a present for you before I go! I know that you’re staying here for the holidays, right?” 

“You’re right.” Y/N smiled. “Thank you for thinking of me, Eloise, that was very sweet of you.”

A swift nod was her reply, and as quick as she had come, Ms. Abbott turned on her heel and darted out of the room. Thankfully, she remembered to yell a hasty, “Happy Christmas!” over her shoulder before she was fully out of hearing range. 

Y/N shook her head with a soft smile on her lips. Even after being her professor for nearly six years now, Eloise was still a shy little thing when it came to communicating with professors or any sort of authority figure. Still, the gesture warmed her heart greatly. 

The thought of gifts and spending Christmas alone, well, not exactly alone, but not with the Weasleys this year put a slight damper on her mood, though. Minerva had asked her if she could spend the holidays at Hogwarts this year since they were running short of staff who could chaperone the students. Of course, Y/N could never say no to her favorite teacher turned cool boss. It was the least she could do. 

With a sigh, she stroked Athena’s soft feathers and came to the conclusion that she was too distracted to continue her grading. 

Despite her attempt for some alone time, Minerva managed to stop her in the hallway. 

“Ah Y/N, just the person I wanted to see,” the older professor smiled.

“Anything I can do for you, Min?” Y/N replied.

She nodded, “I need your help with a particularly odd creature in my office. It doesn’t seem to want to leave.” 

The two professors briskly walked towards the Headmistress’ office side by side, their winter robes swishing around their legs. Professor L/N’s brows furrowed at the lack of concern Minerva had shown at the fact that there was a creature in her office. Of course, the older witch was highly skilled and educated, so maybe it wasn’t that big of a problem. What did she need Y/N’s help for then? 

“Er, Minerva,” Y/N began as they turned a corner, “What creature exactly is in your office? Do you think we need backup?” 

“I didn’t exactly get a good look at it, I just saw that it had orange-colored fur.” 

“Minerva.” 

The sly grin that she was met with did nothing to help the situation. Y/N simply rolled her eyes and went along with the all too obvious scheme the Headmistress had hatched up this time. 

The pair said nothing else as they continued their journey to the Minerva’s office, save for the password–’panthera leo’–once they reached the gargoyle statue. Y/N’s curiosity got the better of her as they ascended the spiral staircase, especially since the older witch hadn’t stopped grinning. 

“So, you’re not going to tell me what’s going on despite the fact that you’re grinning at me like a cheshire cat?” Y/N probed, raising an eyebrow. 

“You’ll see, dear.” 

The younger professor had to push down the urge to roll her eyes. Thankfully, they had reached the top of the staircase, and the words she was about to say got stuck in her throat as she saw what, or rather who, was in the office. 

“Charlie?” she gasped, after pushing the door open. 

Leaning against the large oak desk with his legs crossed in front of him was Charlie Weasley with a shit-eating grin. Y/N paused at the entrance to the Headmistress’ office, her eyes darting between the redhead and her boss. 

“He’s the orange-furred creature that you can’t seem to get out of your office?” 

Even as she spoke the words, her head couldn’t wrap around the absurdity of the situation. Charlie let out a loud laugh at her question, his eyes moving his former professor and head of house, who had just slipped past Y/N and into her office. 

“I asked Minnie here to help me out some with surprising you,” he grinned cheekily. 

He pushed off the desk and took a few short strides. Faster than she could comprehend, he was standing in front of her, soft eyes staring down at hers and rough hands grasping at her arms. 

“Hi,” he spoke softly. 

In an instant, she practically melted in his arms, “Hi Charlie.” 

The sound of someone clearing their throat brought them out of their little bubble and their heads turned in Minerva’s direction.

“Alright Mr. Weasley, I helped you surprise Y/N,” she smiled knowingly, “Now off with you two! I’ve got a school to run.” 

With a shout of thanks, Charlie took Y/N’s hand and practically dragged her out of the office. Biting her lip to contain her grin, she felt like she was a student again, laughing through the deserted hallways as she and her boyfriend ran towards her quarters. 

There was a lot of tripping over their own feet and a lot of giggling, but she hadn’t felt this elated in a long time. Whenever Charlie would turn to look back at her, the edges of her lips would turn upwards automatically, as if he was the source of her happiness and her laughter.

Which, in a lot of ways, he was. 

Y/N had never been so glad to see the castle empty. It meant that she could let her professional professor facade down and let loose without having to think too hard about the repercussions. 

“So,” she started as they reached the hallway containing her room, “Care to tell me when you planned all of this?” 

The sparkle of mischief and delight in Charlie’s eyes nearly made her swoon, “I can’t stay long, unfortunately. Mum’s expecting me at the Burrow tonight, but I got an early portkey so that I could see you before Christmas.” 

Pushing up on her tiptoes, Y/N kissed him softly, “You’re wonderful, do you know that?” 

“Careful there, love, we don’t want to boost my ego too much.” 

–

“You all set?” Y/N asked, smoothing out the creases in Charlie’s scarf and trying to busy herself in an attempt to distract her mind from the thought of not spending Christmas in his arms. 

With a deep sigh, he answered, “Yep, just about.” 

Majority of their afternoon together was spent in bed, much to their joint amusement. In Charlie’s defense, he had come to do whatever it was that Y/N wanted, and well, that was what she ended up choosing. In hindsight, it was probably their best option anyway, since the weather outside the castle had slowly begun to worsen. 

By the time they had stumbled out of the warmth of Y/N’s bed and had gotten dressed once again, it was practically dark outside due to the snowstorm that rolled in. 

“It’s looking pretty rough out there,” she noted, as the pair of them walked hand in hand down the deserted hallways. 

Now and then, a student staying at Hogwarts for the holidays would pass by them and try their hardest not to stare at their hot Care of Magical Creatures professor and her equally hot dragon tamer boyfriend. 

Each time a student rushed past, Charlie would wait until they were out of sight before making eye contact with Y/N and smiling so big it shouldn’t have been humanly possible. 

“You’re insufferable,” she grumbled after the third student they encountered disappeared around the corner. 

“You love me,” he shrugged. 

The bickering pair paused mid step when they heard a new set of footsteps approaching them. For the second time that day, Y/N watched as Minerva approached. 

“I’m afraid your journey to the Burrow has to be put on hold, Mr. Weasley,” she spoke as she reached the pair. 

“What?” Y/N and Charlie said together. 

“The storm outside is much too harsh for anyone to walk past the apparition wards, even with impervious charms,” she explained.

“What about your floo, can’t he use that to get to the Burrow?” 

As Y/N spoke, she couldn’t help but feel a little guilty at the pang of excitement she felt at the thought of being able to spend more time with Charlie. 

“Ministry’s just gotten back with word that the Floo Network is under maintenance until further notice.” 

Charlie’s eyes flickered from Minerva’s solemn eyes to Y/N’s slightly confused ones, before he nodded, “Alright. Seems like I’m spending the night at Hogwarts then.” 

–

Dinner that night was amusing to say the least. As most students were at home with their families, those who stayed behind all fit in the long table that was usually the Head Table. Minerva, Charlie, and Y/N tried their hardest to contain their smiles at the incredulous looks that some of the students had. 

For some, it was their first time being in such close and intimate proximity to their professors. Others were wary of the attendance of the non-Hogwarts staff member, partly because he was a dragon tamer and mostly because he was Professor L/N’s boyfriend. 

Y/N’s heart had melted, however, at the sight of Charlie having a chat with the younger students. She had a flashback of summers at the Burrow when his younger siblings still weren’t old enough to attend Hogwarts, and how they looked at him with wide eyes and thought everything he said was gospel. 

“And then he opened his mouth so big I thought I was done for,” he spoke with such a tone that even Y/N was drawn in, “But turns out the old bugger was just going in for a yawn.” 

The end of his story elicited a giggle from the youngest student at the table and Y/N was sure that her heart was positively a pile of goo.

As discreetly as she possibly could, she placed her hand on top of Charlie’s thigh and grinned cheerfully as he took the signal and placed his larger one on hers. 

“Is it bad if I said that I’m glad you’re going to be here tonight?” she whispered when most of the attention wasn’t on them anymore.

“Absolutely not.” Charlie grinned and squeezed her hand. “Don’t you think the Floo being down sounds a little odd, though?” 

The pair glanced at each other and then their eyes drifted towards the Headmistress. As if she could read their minds–which was entirely possible–Minerva caught their eyes and smirked from behind her goblet as she took a sip from it. 

“Honestly, who knows what Minerva can come up with,” Y/N murmured, “She could tell us that there was a rogue Ministry gryffin creating potions in the dungeons and we would believe her.” 

The nonchalance of her statement choked out a loud laugh from Charlie. The stilted noise coming from him as he tried to contain his amusement ended up making her giggle as well. As the group finished up with their meal, the pair of them would catch each other’s eyes once in a while and another round of trying to repress their laughs would begin. 

They waited as everyone shuffled out of the Great Hall, stomachs full and eyes slightly droopy from the big meal. Their hands found each other as they walked down the chilly halls, providing a source of heat and comfort in the midst of so much cold. 

Once they reached Y/N’s quarters, Charlie flopped down on the bed with a sigh, stretching out on the comforter with a groan. 

Y/N couldn’t resist the urge to crawl onto the bed, tucking herself at his side. The familiar warmth of Charlie’s strong arm wrapping around her was enough for her to sigh contentedly, closing her eyes and succumbing to the gentle pull of sleep. 

“Wait, wait…” she heard him mumble, feeling the words vibrate through his chest. 

A groan escaped her lips as she felt him shift, pulling the both of them into a seated position. 

“Can’t, ‘m comfy here,” she grumbled, refusing to open her eyes. 

Instead of replying, Charlie carefully maneuvered them so that she lay back on the cold sheets and he slipped off the bed. It was silent for a few moments, save for the sound of his footsteps echoing through the room. Y/N was tempted to crack open her eyes just to see what he was up to, but the comfort posed by the bed was too strong. 

She knew he would eventually come back, and he did, the bed dipping as he kneeled on the space next to her. 

“Love,” he whispered, his hand brushing her cheek softly. 

“What’s it?” she mumbled, finally easing her eyes open. 

Beside her, sitting on the backs of his heels, Charlie held out a wrapped gift. The sight of him with a sheepish smile on his face, hands fidgeting nervously with the ribbon wrapped around the package, was enough for Y/N to sit up quickly. 

“Charlie?” she asked, tentatively taking the gift from him, “What’s this?” 

Her boyfriend cleared his throat before speaking, “I, erm, I was going to wait to have this delivered to you on Christmas morning but, I figured I’d rather see you open it in person.” 

Y/N didn’t need any more explanation as she tore open the wrapping. An intricately designed box opened to reveal the most beautiful necklace she had ever laid her eyes on. It was fairly simple, the design, a single pearl-like object in the center of a silver chain. If it weren’t shifting through iridescent hues of pink then blue then green then purple, she would have thought it were a pearl.

Tentatively, her fingers glided over the small round thing and it was warm to the touch.

“Oh it’s gorgeous,” she breathed, her eyes flitting upwards to meet Charlie’s.

“You like it?” he rubbed the back of his neck. 

“I love it!” she grinned, “Will you put it on me?” 

For having such large and calloused hands, Charlie was nimble and quick with the clasp of the necklace, his fingers sending shivers down her spine as he placed the necklace on her. 

“It’s made out of the shell of an Antipodean Opaleye’s egg,” he explained when she turned to face him once more, “I asked a friend of mine back in Romania if he could fashion it onto a necklace. I saw the shell and thought it would look stunning on you, I was right.” 

With a soft smile, Y/N’s arms snaked around his neck and she pressed a soft kiss on his lips, “It’s perfect. You’re perfect.” 

“Love you.” 

“I love you too.” 

The couple stayed in each other’s arms for a long time, relishing in the warmth and comfort of the other. When they finally managed to get dressed for bed and Y/N was tucked under Charlie’s arm for the night, their hearts were full. 

“Happy Christmas, my love,” he whispered as they were lulled to sleep. 

–

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[7fckingidiots]

Would you be alright with writing some HCs about the brothers and a MC who's a trans guy? Sorry if it's a tall order or too vague, they're a big comfort for me and I'd like to see what ideas you have bcs your headcanons are fantastic ;w;

HELL YEAH DUDE!!!! IM ALSO TRANS!!! AH!!!!! demigirl rights :3 but i also find a huge comfort in the boys and i hc all of them as trans because no one can Stop Me •• but i really hope you enjoy these and remember you’re valid and i care u so much! Also i hope you don’t mind but i kinda made it gender neutral so every trans folk could enjoy!

The Brothers With A Trans MC

Lucifer

He didn’t know until you came out to him honestly. He knew all his other siblings were trans but with all the work Diavolo gave him and adding new students from different realms on top of that he hadn’t really had time to notice any minor changes in you.

He feels guilty about this and immediately makes sure(like everyone else)to ask for your pronouns, name, and how you would like to present yourself from now on.

Fixes your ID cards and your papers with Diavolo right after dinner

God. He’s such a dad and he gets you things that have your new name on them. You wake up to see you have a new pencil case with your name embroidered on it with matching pencils. God.....he’s so weird i love him so much

Asmo does most of your clothing shopping but for formal wear he takes you shopping! He’s not about to buy you some cheap tux or gown ok it’s gonna be over 2000 grim and he’s gonna get you three of them STOP HIM

He’s not the best with verbal affection so he writes down notes that are like “you looked very handsome/pretty today.” or when he first starts writing them they’re like “you’re a boy/girl/kid. i’m proud of you.” Thank u mr morningstar

You want surgery or to start hormones??? He will stop all his work with Diavolo and spend forever looking up things for you, he wants you to be as safe as possible(pls he almost fainted after he realized you’d have to give yourself a shot like everyday dhdhdhjdhd hc that demons/angels don’t have to do hormone therapy i’m so JEALOUS)

Practices saying your pronouns in his study when you first come out. He just wants to make sure you feel as safe as possible in his care(and he remembers how terrible it felt to be misgendered)

Guess what....he loves you no matter what :)

Mammon

You’re blind as hell if you couldn’t see his top scars but I respect it

King DOES slip up on your pronoun change but always immediately corrects himself. Satan has a spray bottle that he sprays Mammon with when he does it. Mammon is NOT amused but the same can’t be said for Belphie.

Gender affirming activities??? Oh yeah like robbing a bank?? That’s pretty gender neutral and trans right?? Yeah!!! Wow such a good supportive brother.

If you want you can wear the formal wear Lucifer bought you to the said bank heist. Boom trans rights

You can practice painting his nails or doing his makeup if you’re too nervous to do it on yourself first!! Dw if it’s bad he also can’t do makeup or paint nails so once you let him return the favor you’re both laughing and Asmo is distraught.

KING at dying hair he will get you whatever you need and if you want an entire different hair cut entirely he’s ON it

Very used to being Loud and Brash but if you need someone to talk to about anything really he always calms down and sits down to listen to whatever you have to say.

Lots of gendered gifts from him. This said for men??? Oh ok adds to cart. Oh pink??? For ladies??? yeah that can go in there too

You’re never gonna believe this.....But he loves you and supports you :)

Levi

He was the first one to come out to you at the house!! He was just so excited! Same hat!!!

Gets literally any video game where you can design the protag/have custom pronouns and will play games like that with you for hours

Would you like a pride flag.....for u.....He has too many.....Please take the trans flag please he has no room....he bought in bulk for a pride event and didn’t consider the consequences of his actions

Miku binder but irl. He will get if for you but unironically.....thanks King. He just likes binders with patterns and i respect IT

Dysphoria?? He gives you his hoodie bc that was his trademark dysphoria hoodie and i GUESS for you he can share............he would give u anything just ask nicely he’s sensitive

Reads any character that matches up with your gender and is like!!!!! That’s you!!!! OMG!!!! You in da IRL

Goes back and edits his tweets if they use your old name or pronouns(also has he/they in his bio. this is for nothing just makes me :D)

If you haven’t chosen your name he’s gonna suggest so many fictional characters. POV levi kin assigns you.

You listen to music together that just has Trans Vibes.....maybe u cry together but there’s no judgment!! It’s just nice :)

God it’s wild but! He loves u and thinks ur great :)

Satan

Enby Satan. That’s all :)

He’s very quite about it, he supports you! He’s just not loud like his brothers

He brings you book about gender studies and LGBTQ history that he thinks would interest you(there some of his favorite books and they’ve made him feel the most comfortable in his gender)

Gives you a name list if you haven’t named yourself yet! He cares about you and wants to make sure you have the right name that suits you

He’s the one that tells you that it’s ok if you’re still figuring it all out, learning about yourself is a very tricky process and if anyone knows that it’s Satan

Any of the brothers would kill anyone who misgendered you but with Satan that shit is ON SIGHT

Asks you how you know and what were the signs that gave it away to you, but only if you’re comfortable telling him!! He just finds everyone’s experience interesting and would like to know yours as well.

Spells for fucking DAYS Satan personally kills body dysphoria the best he can(mainly bc he’s HIGHKEY afraid of you getting surgery he hates knives so much)

Makes your comfort food for you when you’re feeling down about yourself and will read whatever you want to hear outloud to you.

!!!!!! GET THIS !!!!!! He loves YOU :0

Asmo

Fucking excited!!!! This means you two are going to buy so much clothing together and he gets to style you let’s GO

Buys you whatever you want but he will make you try it all on so be CAREFUL what u wish for.....ur gonna be there till the store closes yeah......

Paints your nails with the trans pride flag!! Also does your makeup and gives you tips on how to look more masculine or fem!!

VOICE LESSONS

He will help you lower or raise the pitch of your voice if it KILLS him. It eventually becomes like a mini class after school

Helps with internalized transphobia! Hes dealt with his fair share and knows how awful it can be and he will NOT being having you experience that as well we r practicing Self Care now

Picks apart any one who misgenders you until they’re crying he has NO fucking time for that behavior in this HOUSE

Sometimes self care is eating whatever you want and sitting in the dysphoria hoodies while watching chick flicks with Asmo

He likes dressing you up but he’s always sure to set boundaries so he never puts you into something that makes you feel uncomfortable

ALSO edits his posts and takes down anything that makes you uncomfortable!!

He loves you so much!!!!

Beel

another one to hand you The Dysphoria Hoodie and it’s very large and comfy!

he’ll help you make out a work out routine that will help you get the body you want and it makes him really happy to work out with you :)

he’s gonna hold your hand if you have to take shots and will give you puppy eyes if you don’t let him. He’s just worried!!!! He wants to help

stands behind you whenever you’re nervous about coming out to someone, he will NOT have someone making you feel bad or misgendering you

he’ll see food with trans pride colors and gives it too you, probably doesn’t even know what it is half the time but it made him think of you so he makes sure to get it for you

he doesn’t trip up on any of your new pronouns or name and makes it seem like he never even knew them. dead name???? what’s that??? a type of sauce?????

will let you vent to him whenever needed and will always make you a sundae after you’ve finished. it’s comically huge but it’s tasty and does make you feel a lot better, thanks beel

makes sure you remember to take off your binder if you’ve been wearing it for more than eight hours! and if you’ve been wearing heels to feel more fem he reminds you to take those off too and has a pair of slippers for you in his room that you can wear instead

hey! get this! He loves you so, so much :D

Belphie

you’re trans? ok kid join the club. he doesn’t make a big deal at all

are you still gonna cuddle with him and join him in his quest to make lucifer’s life difficult? yeah? ok then cool what’s ur name 

if he hears someone misgender you he waits till you’ve left the room and just kills whoever did it, dude’s unhinged what did you expect from him honestly

he’s actually really curious about any hormone therapy you’re on and likes listening to you rant about it to him. he likes seeing your face light up and it partly reminds him of lilith

calls your hormones something stupid like “oh dude, your gamer girl juice arrived.” or “hey your little man potion is here.” ...thanks belphie

will NOT let you sleep in a binder or push up bra!!! not healthy!! let ur chest breath guys 

like mammon, he gets you gendered gifts but they’re so fucking weird? you didn’t need a girls version of a collectable hot wheels set???? he got you blue lightning mcqueen sheets?????? those EXIST here????!!!!! when does he even shop......

introduces you to new people like “this is our resident boy/girl/human. they don’t do much but i think they’re cool.”

he really does care about you but he remembers when he came out he just didnt want people to make a big deal about it so he’s just doing what would have made him feel the most comfortable, but you can still see how much love he has for you when you look into his eyes

he loves you, so, so much :)

[vive-la-revolution]

random question lmao, but how did you figure out you were trans?

so a little over a year ago i identified myself as a demigirl because i was just then “learning” about the t in lgbtq (meaning i was coming to terms that i might fall under that umbrella) and figured i’d try a label out

then fully nonbinary bc i realized “hey fuck maybe i’m not actually a girl”

by then i was starting to become less comfortable in my body, though i brushed it off as insecurity

then i labeled myself as genderfluid because i was like “wait sometimes i feel like i wanna be a boy” but for the most part thought it was just being a tomboy

which was obviously wrong

by then i’d accepted the fact that yeah i’m somewhat a boy

i stuck with fluid for a while until i started becoming more and more with having a female body (aka i wanted to chop my tits off with a chainsaw) and had an “oh shit oh fuck” moment

i started dressing and presenting myself as more masc and got more uncomfortable with my birth name and being called by she/her (idk if y’all remember this but when i first joined tumblr i was using my deadname and she/they/he lmao)

around this time i was like “ok ok i’m a boy i’m fucking transgender fuck shit fuck”

i got over the internalized transphobia fairly quickly (?) so now i’m becoming more comfortable with my body even when i’m presenting more fem

so :) now im trans :)

tada 🏳️‍⚧️

[lavendersuh]

what a feeling

johnny x fem!reader | badboy!au, too much fluff | 2.4k words

warnings: mentions of nicotine addition, alcohol

based off of this moodboard and au idea created by @neo-cult-ure!! thank you luv for allowing me to play around with this au idea! I originally wrote this bc i loved the idea and just wanted to self indulge in some writing a few nights ago. I probably could’ve fleshed this out more, but i’m in the middle of exams so i probably shouldn’t even be writing fic rn haha (fair warning tho there is so much fluff help) hope u enjoy!!

~~~

“I need your help.”

Haechan looks up to see an unexpected face peering over him. It wasn’t every day that resident bad boy Johnny Suh was asking a drama student for something. While the two of them ran around in slightly similar circles due to their mutual acquaintances, Haechan can’t remember the last time he spoke one-on-one with Johnny.

“What do you need my help with?” he asks curiously, as he shuts his locker. 

“There’s this girl.” Johnny says, rubbing a hand on the back of his neck, “She’s different, Haechan, I need your help.” 

Johnny has always been the most confident person Haechan knows. He always admired him for that, but now it appears that the tall boy has a rosy tiny covering his cheeks, along with a sheepish smile. 

“My help? I can’t imagine being much help compared to Jaehyun… isn’t he your wing man?” Haechan responds.

He begins walking away, heading for his next class. He didn’t hate Johnny, nothing even close to that, but he was a bit suspicious of why he was coming to a self-proclaimed nerdy, drama student for help. 

“This is different…” Johnny mumbles as he catches up with Haechan, “Do you know that diner a few blocks from here? The Neo Zone?” 

Haechan looks over at him, “That neon, throwback place? Yeah, the theater kids go there after practice sometimes.”

“There’s a waitress there.” The older boy says, “She’s pretty, her laugh is like a song, Haechan, she’s perfect.”

“The problem, then?” Haechan asks. Johnny didn’t seem like the kind of person to have trouble with the ladies.

“She wants nothing to do with me.”

Haechan can’t help the laugh he lets out, “Did your usual flirting not work out for you?”

Johnny wasn’t a terrible guy, in fact, he could be very respectful (despite the cheesy pick-up lines sometimes), with a nice sense of humor and friendly smile to go along with it. But he had some bad habits. He refused to buy a helmet for his precious motorcycle. He smoked more than he should. He wasn’t always present during school hours. But underneath the leather jacket and torn up jeans, the boy wasn’t all that bad. He loved to flirt and fool around, but he never took things farther than someone wanted.

Johnny frowns at Haechan’s laughter, “I was hoping you could help me. She’s interested in 80s films, and I know you’re into stuff like that. You have a huge collection, don’t you? Could I borrow The Breakfast Club? Sixteen Candles?”

“Yeah, I can lend you some of them this weekend.” Haechan stops in front of the door to his next class, turning around to look back at Johnny, who’s grinning with appreciation.

“But Johnny?”

“Yeah?”

“It’s gonna take more than just flirting and watching her favorite movies. You gotta get to know her.” 

Johnny throws him a classic smirk, his confidence returning to his face, “Will do, Haechan.”

~~~

“Hey, Y/N!”

You turn around without Johnny seeing the roll of your eyes. After his shameless flirting last weekend you knew he would probably be back. 

His flirting wasn’t creepy; it was actually a little bit flattering. You couldn’t count on your hand the number of men that had spoken their fair share of sleezy comments to you. Johnny’s flirting was refreshing (but maybe that was just because he seemed to be your age instead of thirty years your senior). He asked about your favorite movies when you had mentioned liking 80s films. He complimented the sneakers you painted yourself. 

But alas, he was also a walking stereotype, with the leather jackets and motorcycle parked just out front. When you waited on his table last time, you nearly coughed over the smell of nicotine that followed him around.

“Hi, Johnny,” you say, leading him to a booth in the corner, laying out the menu on the table.

“I watched some of the movies you told me about,” he says, smiling brightly at you, “Got any more recommendations?”

You can’t help but feel a bit flustered at the fact that he watched some of the stuff you recommended. He was paying you a lot more attention than you had previously thought. 

While you take his order and bring out his food, Johnny flirts and makes jokes. You can’t help but smile at some of the things he says, despite yourself. By the end of his meal, you bring out his receipt, showing him the list of movies you wrote on the back in black pen. 

“Thanks! Maybe I could take you out and we could talk about them sometime?” he asks, a hopeful gleam in his eye. 

You roll your eyes at him, “You’re gonna have to do more than just watch my favorite movies for me to change my mind about you.” 

“Am I really that bad?”

“You aren’t bad, Johnny. I just feel like I deserve more than just someone who smokes and rides a motorcycle without protection.” You say, walking off to ring up his order and get his change. 

He huffs as you walk off. What was he to do? 

~~~

‘This is stupid,’ Johnny thinks to himself as he pulls up to the diner, a week and a half later. He was driving Haechan’s car, but that wasn’t the only thing he had borrowed.

When Johnny had reconvened with the boy, Haechan told him he needed to change up his act in order to impress you. 

And somehow this is how Johnny ended up walking into the diner with a dorky sweater and his hair neatly combed on a Friday evening. The neon sign of the diner glowed into the car, casting shadows on the funny pattern of the sweater.

He felt so stupid, but he was also kind of desperate. It was Haechan that had come up with the plan after suggesting he dress a bit nicer. 

“I don’t know if I have any ‘nice’ clothes, Haechan,” Johnny had told the other boy.

“Then you can borrow some of mine!” Haechan looked up at how tall his friend was, “Or maybe my brother’s…”

Johnny knows he went overboard but he also really wants to see your smile again. He supposes it’s worth it. 

“Welcome in,” you say, but as you turn around, you pause, “...Johnny?” 

He smiles, reminding himself that he can be confident without the bad boy clothes and aesthetic. “Does your shift end soon? Could I take you out for ice cream?”

Somehow you can’t help but find the outfit change endearing, so you find yourself nodding. The boy was clearly trying to impress you, so you should at least give him a chance. And ice cream sounded excellent after a long shift. It couldn’t be all that bad, could it?

~~~

It ended up being quite nice, actually. 

Johnny took you to an ice cream shop on the edge of town, leading you to a picnic bench after getting two cones of ice cream. As the sun fully slipped away and the stars started to come out along the purple sky, you both discussed movies, the future, your favorite foods, everything.

He was a good listener, holding eye contact and asking questions, full of attention. He told lovely stories when he wanted to, as well. You couldn’t help but find yourself to be a bit drawn to him when you finally gave him the time of day. His humor, his soft smiles, his contagious laugh. It was clear to see it would be easy to fall for someone like him.

It was hard though, knowing the reputation he held. He did risky things, a cigarette in one hand, his motorcycle keys in the other. From his stories, you knew he cut class. He never wore a helmet, either.

Just because he wore a nice sweater and borrowed a friend’s car didn’t change these things.

“I hope we can do this again, sometime.” 

Johnny lightly holds your hand as he stands outside of your front door while dropping you off.

You looked up at him, his face soft under your front porch light. There was so much hope in his eyes, hope for the idea that you would give him more of your time, more of your smiles.

“Oh, Johnny,” you say, slowly, “This is really sweet, but this isn’t you.”

He looks confused for a moment, protesting, “Of course, this is me. I just cleaned up my act, like you said.”

You frown, “Sure, I did say that, but you changed all the outside pieces of yourself.”

“Isn’t that what you wanted?” he asks.

“What? Johnny, no, of course not!” you exclaim, “I don’t care if you have this ‘bad boy’ act, and drink, and ride motorcycles. I just hate that you are so careless with yourself. You smelled like smoke every time I saw you. You never wear a helmet. You refuse to go to class sometimes. It hurts me seeing someone so bright, someone I’m enjoying getting to know, do nothing but hurt themselves.” 

You squeeze his hand, hoping to offer some form of comfort while you speak your truths. “Just cause you changed your clothes doesn’t mean you are changed for the better.”

“What are you saying?”

“I like you, Johnny. You.” you say, taking his hand in yours, “Not this dressed up, masked version of you. I just want you to care about yourself. So I can care about you, too.” 

Things are quiet for a moment, as Johnny stares at the ground. Finally, he looks up at you, an unknown flicker in his eyes. 

You let go of his hand, “You have some stuff to work through. You’re sweet, Johnny, and I’m happy that we’ve gotten to know each other. Please call me when you figure things out.”

You go inside, leaving him frozen in place. 

~~~

“Has Johnny come in lately?” 

You are startled out of wiping down tables at the diner when you hear someone speak to you. You look up to see a honey-haired boy, who you recognize as Haechan, one of the drama club kids from school. 

“You know him?” you ask, your eyes narrowed.

“Yeah,” Haechan rubs the back of his neck, “We’ve become friends recently. He told me he liked you. Asked to borrow some movies and stuff.” 

Realization dawns on you that Johnny had probably gone to Haechan to get some guidance. The thought makes your heart squeeze. You’d been curious about where Johnny was getting the knowledge from. You recall Haechan being in the after school film club as well. 

“He stopped coming in a while ago,” you say, “I gave him my number after we went out once, but I didn’t hear from him.”

You try to keep the feeling of sadness from washing over you, but you’re surprised at how affected you are by Johnny’s absence in the past few weeks. While his flirting could be a bit relentless sometimes, there was no doubt that he respected you through all of his charming antics.

“Hm..” Haechan seems to be deep in thought at your words. 

You ask him if he wants to order anything, but he declines, thanking you for the offer before leaving nearly as soon as he had entered. 

~~~

“Hey.”

You look up on your way out of the diner after your shift, startled by a voice. Johnny stands in the parking lot, next to his motorcycle, a soft smile across his face. He has his leather jacket back on, but surprisingly, you notice he has a helmet tucked under his arm, too.

“What are you doing here?” you ask, walking up to him, “You haven’t come in for a while.”

“Thought I’d come stop by,” he grins. “I heard you missed me.”

You look down shyly at the pavement, “I never said that… but yeah, I guess.”

It was a surprising feeling as you confessed that small truth to Johnny. It was boring around the diner without his conversations and flirting words. It felt nice to let those words out.

Johnny leans behind him, grabbing another, smaller helmet, “Wanna take a ride? I wanna take you out for another date. I even bought you a helmet. Hope you’re not scared to go a little fast.” 

You nod, unable to keep the smile off of your face. It was nice hearing Johnny’s bluntness again. He seemed more relaxed, more comfortable with himself.

You run over to your car quickly, shoving your bag into the backseat before walking back over to Johnny. You climb on to the bike behind him, feeling him place the extra helmet on your head. While he adjusts it, his fingers brush across your face, sending chills down your spine. 

Once he’s back in position, you boldly wrap your arms around his torso, letting your head rest across his jacket. You take a deep breath, expecting to smell the nicotine that follows him around, but his leather jacket smells fresh.

“Did you quit smoking?” you ask, as he turns on the motorcycle.

“Yeah, I quit after our date,” he explains, “I was kinda unbearable for a while there… That's why I didn’t come into the diner. After a while, I figured you woulda forgot about me.”

You let out a laugh as he pulls out of the parking lot, “How could I ever?” 

You both ride along in silence, aside from your nervous laughs as the motorcycle speeds through traffic. You notice the elevation getting higher as he rides outside of the city.

Finally, he pulls off next to a scenic outlook overlooking the metropolis. The sun is starting to set, casting shadows along the buildings, along Johnny’s face. You can’t tell which you find more beautiful.

“I want to thank you.” he says, wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you to look at him. 

“For what?” 

“For caring about me. I didn’t even care about me.” he tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear, cupping your cheek.

You smile up at him, his soft words making you bold. You lean in, kissing his lips in response. After you pull back, Johnny wraps his arms around you, pulling you into the warmest hug of your life. 

It seemed simple, really. As the sun set with an orange glow, marking the end of a day, it also marked a new beginning. It left you both with a warm feeling. And what a feeling it was.