#but also please call me masculine pet names and call me pretty boy

[giggleesblog]

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[puppystarz]

-✯Intro post!!

≛•┈┈⛧┈♡ Side blog for s***c***z (likes and follows come from there)

Disclaimer !!: don't ask for other socials, I don't give them out

Name: Keith <3

Age: 18

Pronouns: he/him

Sexuality: bi male leaning, and somewhere on the arospec??(get me out of this cage)

I like?: Skating, spiderman, fashion, music, red and black, collars/harnesses :3

Fun facts?: I have a cat named Mysterio, I'm latino, I'm autistic, and I have ADHD. I also have social anxiety and bipolar so I get a little weird don't mind it I'm either incredibly anxious or manic ‼

Role: switch, sub leaning

Names I like to be called: puppy, good boy, slut, pretty boy, sweet thing, mutt, bunny, kitty/kitten, prince/princess, baby, Bambi, babydoll, baby love, sir, daddy, papi

When referring to me/my body: I don’t have a preference for masculine or feminine terms :3 use whatever you want baby. As long as you see me as a boy it doesn't matter.

Kinks: pet play, primal play, choking, biting, praise :3, age difference, breeding(NO PREGNANCY), knotting, cock warming, bondage, free use, dumbification, consensual somno, SPIT!!!

DNI(IN GENERAL): scat, abuse play, incest, zoophiles, minors, detrans kink

Hard no(FOR ME): dehumanizatiom, latex, pet play masks(you can interact I just get a little freaked out by them sorry babes), cigarettes (MAJOR turn off, they're gross, bad for you, and I have asthma), feet, watersports

Asks and DMS always open PLEASE

[yxnderebxnny]

THE INK DEMON HEADCANNONS

PLATONIC

• This poor guy has trust issues

• Like REALLY BAD trust issues

• So it's very rare that anybody hears of the ink Demon sparing someone, none the less becoming friends with them

• If by some miracle this guy does somehow trust you enough to call you a friend, life in the studio is about to become a lot easier

• He'll stay with you most of the time, mostly because he has nothing better to do (Definitely not because he absolutely adores having your company /sarcastic)

• He'll follow you around the studio, scaring off anybody with bad intentions

• He'll get really happy if you hold his hand :)

• He will be very hesitant at the beggining of your friendship, but the more he gets to know you, the more confident he will be letting you know he cares

• It will go from him giving you a nod and walking away to him just throwing you on his back and yelling "ONWARD!"

• The more open he becomes, the goofier he will be

• So much so that eventually it will be like looking at the Bendy in the cartoons, but he's just a little bigger

• Oh yeah did I mention that this guy is like 8 feet tall

• Also he loves picking you up and carrying you around

• "Can you let me down please" "No we still need to go to BendyLand."

• If he's really happy he will literally run through the halls with you on his shoulders

• "SLOW THE FUCK DOWN" "*happy demon noises*"

• Overall it's really wholesome and thereputic for the big guy. It fills that void of loneliness he's had ever since he was born

• he'll snuggle up to you while you sleep just to make sure you're okay

• he really cares about you :)

ROMANTIC

• romance confuses this poor guy to no end

• He'll only start catching feelings after he trusts you,he wants to make sure you're not going to break his heart

• He isn't the kind of guy to say he loves you, rather, he'll express it through actions

• For example, pressing his face to your forehead and leaving an inky heart behind (he can't exactly kiss for obvious reasons)

• being in a relationship with him will pretty much be just as wholesome as your friendship, just with more cheesy stuff

• This mf is the cheesiest guy you will ever meet

• if you kiss him between his horns he will melt

•literally

•"honey are you okay-" "awooga"

• he will give so so many forehead 'kisses'

• if you smother his face with kisses he will giggle like a little girl (hell start doing lil hand stims too hes so happy with you)

• He LOVES pet names

• he would call you so many pet names

• Masculine: sweet boy, handsome, little man

• Feminine: Toots, Doll, Pretty

• Androgynous: My sweet angel, sweetheart, darling

• however, if you aren't comfortable with pet names he's fine calling you by name

• He loves you so much, he would burn this world to the ground if it meant keeping you safe

[babypuppiboi]

✨Always in heat✨

Hiya!! After lurking for a while I decided to finally make a blog of my own, I’m very new to this so apologies for any awkwardness 😅

Praise me!:https://pleasepraise.me/Joshaboi

Puppy wishlist: https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/JT9Q1MKBO0SL?ref_=wl_share

Last orgasm: 10-31-24

Longest denial streak: 33 days

You can call me pretty much any variety of puppy, pup, mutt, good boy, baby boy, or germ (it’s an old nick name lol) if you don’t like using pet names

I’m a switch but lean VERY heavily sub n I’m a bottom

I’m a slut in theory, but a virgin in practice 🫣

I’m an autistic trans guy my pronouns are he/him sometimes it/it’s when I’m in the mood for heavy dehumanization, please only refer to me using masculine terms 

I am a fat guy

I’ve been on t for 3 years

I’m bisexual and also t4t (yes this includes non-binary people) 

I’m single so I’m open to flirting as long as it’s kept respectful of my limits, I will block anyone who crosses my boundaries

Warning ya now there will be some dark kinks here

I can be kind of a nerd sometimes

I’m always down to make friends so My asks and dm are open! Just be aware I am a very awkward person who needs some patience sometimes 🥹

Please Dni I will block you

Minors absolutely no exceptions ya gotta be 18+ to ride this ride

Ageless blogs I will have no choice but to assume y’all are kids

terfs / transphobic people/chasers 

Wlw / straight men / anyone not attracted to men

Pedos

Racists

Bigoted people of any kind really  

Fatphobic / bodyshaming 

Terms that I like 

Tdick, tcock, Dick, cock, little cock, puppy cock

Cunt, hole, boy hole, puppy hole, puppy parts

Chest, nipples 

Any masculine petnames eg: sweet boy, baby boy, darling boy

I also like praise and degradation so feel free to use ether when addressing me 

Kinks under more:

Kinks

Puppy play (obviously)

Edging and denial

Hypno

Somno

Cnc

Light D/s

Free use

Pain play

Intox forced or otherwise

Dumbification

Dehumanization

Objectification 

Cock warming 😵‍💫

Monster fucking

Bondage

Praise

Degradation 

Public / group use

Humiliation 

Breeding (no pregnancy)

Bdsm

Exhibitionism 

Knotting

Primal 

A/b/o

Breath play 

Training

Kidnapping

Mind break

Chasity

mommy/daddy as titles 

Overstim

Limits / turn offs

Detrans / misgendering

Scat / mess

Incest 

Feederism / food play

Feet

Bio essentialism 

Findom

Unsanitary

Feminization / sissy

Expecting me to be obligated to address you like your my dom I like a bit of play as much as anyone here but I don’t owe anyone anything

Remember there is a real living person with feelings behind all the hornyness

[littlcinnabar]

Introductions!!!!

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ About Us ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

interacts from @cinnabarsilly

We're Cinnabar System!!! Collectively we go by Kitty, Binx, and Buttercup, and we collectively use it/kyu/fwu/they/mew + mrr/mrrp prns!! We have autism, BPD, anxiety, and a dissociative disorder! we experience hallucinations, paranoia, and chronic pain/fatigue. Please be niceys!!!

Six of our age regressing alters run this blog! Here are their intros:

Ga Ming

I'm Ga Ming, a fictive of him thats pretty conected 2 source!! I'm a boy, use he/lion/blaze/dance pronouns!! Normaly m 16 years old, but regress 2 abt 7-8 r 11-12!! Also pet regress to a lion!! Rawr!! 🦁🦁 Normally m completely verbal, but sometimes have no talky times! Regress 2 cope with traumas n stress, mostly voluntary!!! Can call me little lion, cub/cubby, kiddo, n pup 4 nicknames!!

Finis

i'm finis beckford. i use he/him pronouns, and am masculine presentng. i am ageless and regress to a primari-school level child. im fully verbal when regressed, and i regress to help manage stress. when little, please still call me finis. if we're particularli close, you can call me fin.

Talias

i have lotses of names, but i like usin huohuo, anne, foxyan, talias, n foxyn. also use lots of pronouns, but yuu can use it/tail/charm/cure/pounce prns on me. dont have a gender, m just a foxian. pet regress to a foxxy, n regress to bout 2-5yrs old. most of th time m have speech shutdownses wen regressed, but sometimes m can speak. regress to cope with traumas. experiences lots of hallucinations/paranoia, specially when regressd. :((( yuu can call me foxy, huji, vallie, n yanyan when little.

Koi/Doris/Clockwork/Tide

m koi, doris, clockwork or tide. im a boy who uses he/swim pronouns. i regress around 4-6 yrs old. i have parshal verbal loss wen regressed, but can type good. i regress to help with stress + for fun, mostly involuntarily. i have social anxiety and find it hard to talk to people lots. can use any ocean-related niknames for me (ex. little blue, fishy, etc).

Lumine/Ghost

M lumine/ghost!! Use she/it/rain/soft prns, m gendrfae, n m fully verbal wif sometimes verbl loss!!! regress to round 1-6 n pet regress to a sheepie, puppy, n kitty!! can use any nicknames for me, but really likes pup, kittycat, n baby!!! regress exclusvy caus of traumas!! sometime voluntary sometms not!!

Uri

I'm uri, a fictive of the webtoon "watermelon." im a girl and use she/her prounouns. im fully verbal all the time, even when regressed. i regress to around 6-7, and its usually impure regression. i regress for trauma purposes lots. please call me uri or kiddo when regressed. ask before other nicknames.

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ Interests ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

bolded are hyperfixations, italicized are things we like when little

SPINs: How To Train Your Dragon, animals, dragons!!!

Colors: Our favorite colors are light pink, all the shades of blues, and pastel yellow!!

Shows: We love Bungou Stray Dogs, Bee and Puppycat, Pokemon, My Hero Academia, Code: Realize ~Guardians of Rebirth~, To Your Eternity, Kamisama Kiss, Buddy Daddies, Ouran Highschool Host Club

Games: Genshin Impact, Honkai Star Rail, Twisted Wonderland, Amnesia, Obey Me, Minecraft, Roblox, Stardew Valley, Slime Rancher, Wuthering Waves(soon!)

Favorite Characters: Nikolai Gogol, Freminet, Kaveh, Malleus, Aventurine, Stelle, Barbatos, Belphegor, Sebastian, Chuuya Nakahara, Impey, Robin, Tomoe

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ Tag System ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

#[name] time - whoevers reblogging/posting will put their tag!!

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ Userboxes ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

[localdumbdoll]

Howdy 😇💜 pls read

about 💜

hi 💜 call me dollface! i use he/they pronouns, and i'm a trans ftm bi boyslut sub bottom (switch??? idkkk) who is a long time lurker who would looooooove DMs/asks and would love attention pls 🥺

boundaries

please don't ask me to send pics even tho i love degradation and objectification. there is a person behind this account. please don't try to talk to me unless you're around my age or older

I'm demisexual, in all transparency, and my heart currently belongs to another. i am mostly here to think about him and nut. this doesn't mean I would not love to make friends (and get attention shhhhh) 🥺👉��

likes! ✅️

dumbification, breeding (no preg), anal, degradation and/or praise, size kink, size difference, service kink, bimboyfication, objectification, light humiliation, petplay (like kitty, or pup/puppy), overstim, ropes, restraint, being a pillow prince, royalty, impact play, being bit, monsterfucking, somno, hypno, forcemasc, yeah okay i have a daddy kink,, and kindaaa cnc😳

titles that are cool

masculine titles, anything with "boy" in it (pretty boy, little boy, baby boy, good boy).

being called a toy or pet. pls ask about ones like slut/dumb/cumdump/fucktoy/etc.

sweet pet names also appreciated (dear/darling/sweetheart/etc.)

front hole/boy pussy/cunt/pussy/slit/hole all okay when referring to that. tdick/dick/cock/clit also all okay

mostly i'm in a subby mood when i pop in here, but ask about dom titles

limits ❌

anything involving minors, incest, fauxcest, ageplay, raceplay, bestiality, any bigoted act, bodily waste, misgendering, detrans, feminisation, pregnancy, and most public play

also,

pls don't interact if you're a wlw only blog - as I am a man.

please also don't interact if you're below 18 or don't have your age in your bio. you will be blocked

[mezz-merizing]

hi everyone, i'm mezz!

so!! now that we're about a week into you all deciding that my aimless rambles about hypno things i like are worth a follow, i figure it's probably about time for a belated introduction, and also a pinned post!

i'm Mezzmer, and you can call me Mezz! i'm sure you've caught the general drift by now: i'm an extremely hypnokinky nineteen-year-old enby with a passion for long-winded infodumping about things that interest me, and this blog is my new and shiny place to do that about something that interests me a lot- the infinite art form of hypnosis!

we have to do all the things a pinned post does, so let's get that out of the way! all that below the cut :3

so! first things first, who don't we want around here? to put it concisely, please don't interact with me iiiif:

you're generally cringe (bigot, terf, nazi, et cetera. you know you're not wanted here, don't make me waste my time blocking you)

you're under the age of 18, for my safety as much as yours

you're a completely blank blog (it's nothing personal! i'm just gonna assume you're a bot if you've got absolutely nothing on your blog- as long as you've got something in your name, or a pfp, a description, whatever, you're cool with me! i don't care if you don't post, i was a lurker too, last week xP)

you post medfet content that revolves around mental hospitals and/or institutionalization, and that's not obvious by your blog title (again, not personal! i just like to scan through the blogs of people who show up in my notifs from time to time, and that kind of thing is a major trigger for me. please follow me on an alt account or something)

and that's it!! i'm pretty lenient with all this stuff- don't be Literally The Worst, and don't cross my boundaries, and we're chill :3

some personal stuff i think you should know: i'm canadian, i'm not a man but i prefer masculine pet names (good boy, pretty boy, etc), i'm autistic, and i will not tell you what's between my legs! i've got a decent amount of experience with hypnosis but i'm always learning and always exploring, and i'm almost always on the subby side. almost.

generally i appreciate hypnotism for the actual hypnosis involved- triggers and suggestions are good and fun, but expect to see a lotttt more from me about inductions, about the experience of trance, that kind of thing! i'm also a firm believer in the inherent eroticism of trance, and i don't often find myself needy for actual sex to spice it up, so don't come expecting a ton of that either

my dms and my askbox are always open to cool people!! if you don't want to literally kill me, i probably want to talk to you!! please come and say hello, i promise it'll be nothing but a good time for me <3

and with all that out of the way, all that's left is my special little tags! there aren't a lot right now, but i'll edit this to add more as i need them

taglist:

#not hypno - believe it or not, i think about other things sometimes! if you'd rather keep your mezz-merizing experience as pure as possible, or if you're seeking out my opinions on stuff that isn't, um, hypno, this is for you >:3

#mezz personals - sometimes i talk about myself on purpose! and sometimes the things that i post reveal interesting things about me! when i think that's happened, i'll tag it with this, and you can peruse it to get a better feel for the boything behind the pretty words

#the box with asks in it - posts where i answer asks sent to me!! :3 i always love getting asks and i do my best to answer all of them, so don't be shy! all asks are answered publicly unless you specifically request otherwise

#🖤🦋🖤 - unfortunately i have been through a significant amount of trauma, and sometimes i process that trauma through kink. this tends to get dark quickly! if that's something that's not for you, well, that's why this tag exists

#serious shit - exactly what it sounds like! if this tag is on a post i'm not fucking around. there is no character and there is no horny stuff. i mean to use this as little as possible, so! let's see how low we can keep that count

that's all! thank you for reading! i'll be back to rambling before you know it <3

[justdimaprops]

Please ignore these if you don’t feel like answering them or you already answered them ❤️ Fancy a fun question chain to pass around f1blr?? Over to you, lovely!

Name (or what you want to be called on tumblr)

Where are you from?

Where do you live?

Any pets?

Favorite driver(s) currently on the grid, and why?

Favorite driver(s) not currently on the grid and why?

Favorite romantic driver pairing(s) (e.g. Maxiel, Carlando)

Driver you’re most attracted to physically

Driver whose personality you like best

Favorite driver friendship(s)

Favorite team principal

Favorite team

Least favorite team, if any

Driver(s) you dislike, if any

If you’re a fic writer: if you could only write about one f1 pairing for the rest of your life who are you choosing?

Please send this to 10 (or more!) other F1 tumblr users that you love and want to get to know better 🫶

Name (or what you want to be called on tumblr):

Dima! although fun fact, the name Dima is as in the diminutive of Dmitri 🫣 When I made this account I didn't wanna use my real name, and I was figuring out my gender identity back then (but I knew I was leaning more towards the masculine side of things) and I just loved the name Dmitri so I chose Dima since it can be both feminine and masculine

Where are you from?

I don't really try to hide it but I'm not gonna outwardly say it :p I can speak Arabic tho, I'll give ya that

Where do you live?

[Insert Wherever I May Roam by Metallica]

Any pets?

YES! I have a little kitty cat, she's my love and delight, her name is an Arabic word for rainy clouds due to her color and floof (and it was raining the night I got her). We also have an African grey parrot but that's my mom's and he's a jerk, we have a love-hate relationship.

Favorite driver(s) currently on the grid, and why?

Carletes <3 It started as simply his intelligence and driving style; he got a great balance of artistry/elegance and scrappiness, then it became because of him as a person. And of course Landito, he's such a talented driver and it's so fun watching him grow.

Favorite driver(s) not currently on the grid and why?

Seb and Kimi. Is there much needed to be said about Seb? Dude's a legend, not mentioning all the activist work he does. Kimi was a fricking joy to watch! All that 'leave me alone I know what to do' attitude is a *chef's kiss* (then it's even more exciting when he loses it lol) and I can already see some of that in Carlos and I'm here for it.

Favorite romantic driver pairing(s) (e.g. Maxiel, Carlando)

Carlando obvs, and I do like Maxiel as well.

Driver you’re most attracted to physically

Hear me out, I'm frothing for a certain Spaniard but I can't deny that Kimi got one hell of a chock hold on me :") AND DONT GET ME STARTED ON LEWIS GOOD GOD (sorry Landito, lucky for you you got an Adonis of your own you don't need me)

Driver whose personality you like best

I always love me a smart dork (Carlos), and a black cat (Lando). And there's this type of guys that I have always attracted for some reason, I can't name it but I can distinguish it and it applies to (Esteban Ocon) bet you didn't see that one coming.

Favorite driver friendship(s)

Lando/Alex/George are pretty fun together, and so are Lando and Oscar. And of course Lewis/Seb

Favorite team principal

humm..I don't really get into the principals much, but if I gotta choose one then probably Toto. I've seen some of his interviews and he seems like an intelligent person and I really enjoy listening to him.

Favorite team

I don't wanna say Ferrari or McLaren since they obviously have my boys so other than those I would say Williams or Aston Martin

Least favorite team, if any

......Fer*gunshot* IM KIDDING I SWEAR

Driver(s) you dislike, if any

Listen, I don't HATE him, and it's more vibes than any other logical reason but George. He looks like a Ken doll and is so Posh! And I'm posh in real life, yet his poshness still bothers me! It's better when he's with other drivers, especially the trio, but when he's by himself it's just so concentrated and comes off...???

If you’re a fic writer: if you could only write about one f1 pairing for the rest of your life who are you choosing?

I will miss Maxiel and Strollonso but my man I can't live without my Carlando

[getosugurugirlfriend]

rules

I decided to make a post on my rules now, so I can change it if something is truly making me uncomfortable.

ALSO LOOK AT MY BOI DENJI 😭 the new chaps are destroying me.

yes

my requests are open and appreciated, I see them and will be writing them, but it takes time <3 (also because I suffer from health issues).

I write for almost every genre that are not weird.

I also write for traumatic experiences, but only in a comforting way.

Yes, I do sh behavior, depression, anxiety, personality disporders and ed‘s. I am not that comfortable for writing mental health stuff that I don‘t relate to, because it could be seen, as simply wrong, because I don‘t have it.

I accept flirting, but please don‘t be a minor.

I also use pet names quite often, but don‘t see it as a way of me trying to flirt (I just like them), especially when you are a minor, I just like calling everyone like that.

I write for disabilities, but if I don‘t have them, I will „just“ do research, but I can‘t emphasize with your disability and I am not pretending to. Please correct me for big mistakes. (If they are an umbrella disability, every disability is different.)

I label my nsfw work, but if you are a minor, I know I can‘t really do something about it, but know your limits and please don‘t openly comment on them.

I won’t block minors, just ignore my posts about nsfw, I know it could be seen as weird, but minors that read that stuff, are controlling their own actions.

no

I don‘t support, incest, stepcest and minor x reader (not even in a teacher x adult student way) and I won‘t be writing for them.

Also I do not do nsfw works on real people, even if they have a internet persona (like vtubers).

I won‘t write for furries, I don‘t get the concept at all, but I tolerate them and accept them.

I’m sorry but I will not write for chubby readers, I don’t know how you get treated or want to be comforted, because I never experienced something similar and I don’t want to make someone feel bad or spread misinformation. :(

dni

I hate getting pressured, if I don‘t reply fast, I am not ignoring you, I am just busy, if you don‘t like that and spam me you will be blocked.

If you support Israel and Russia please leave, if you are from the countries, this doesn’t mean you should leave, it means people that are supporting literally genocide. Free 🇵🇸🇨🇩🇸🇩.

Please dni if you aren’t boycotting products and fast food chains that support Isreal, it makes me extremely uncomfortable.

Don’t press your religion on me I tolerate and accept every religion, just don’t press it on me thanks. I will not change it, I like my religion pretty much.

dni if you are ableist

dni if you think women don’t have the same rights as men or men should be masculine and not cry. It’s weird, you are no better if you say women should have more rights than men.

masterlist

[mosesmultifandommadness]

Can I request a GN or Male reader X Monty angsty fluff but turns into lemon/smut Where the reader has a good relationship with monty and always knew how to calm him down but an emergency causes them to be away for a while week and when they come back Monty is angry then sad then makes up with the reader , then Monty punishes the reader. Also is it okay to add daddy kink 😳?

(Hi anon! I'm willing to do powerplay in this but I couldn't quite work in the daddy kink, I'm sorry. I hope I got the rest right!)

Notes: Reader will be referred to with neutral pronouns and neutral genitalia, although at some point Monty WILL be fucking you. There will also be masculine pet names, i.e. "dirty boy" "handsome pet" etc. General degrading involved. If this will make you uncomfortable, don't worry, I'll put a cut before the actual sex part.

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You came in, drenched, the only worker willing to come in for the security shift (considering that there was practically a hurricane raging outside). You have already missed three shifts since your power has been out, but you needed to come in eventually. You walked past Freddy's room, waving politely. He seemed very tired. You made sure Roxy was in her room, though you knew she didn't quite want to talk.

Then there was Monty's room.

You were somewhat nervous, but also excited - the sort of butterflies that start in your chest and flutter all the way down to the depths of your stomach. The last time you saw him was when you finally confessed your attraction. Then you were bent over the sofa, legs spread, his cold hands pressing your back down-

You caught your mouth watering. You knew it would probably not be so sexual this time. He was, more than likely, upset and worried about you.

You knocked at the door before opening it with the button to the right.

"Hey, Monty!" You cheerfully pretended that you didn't have heat in all different places. His scanners scanned you from his seated position on the couch before you could even object.

"You've been ignoring me." He almost growled. "Four days, (y/n). Where the fuck have you been, huh?" He stood, almost towering over you. You swallowed the lump in your throat.

"There's an awful storm out. My power went out, and, I, uh-"

"Then you could've come and stayed here. With me. Where I know you would've been safe. Instead you fucked off, no call, nothing." He leaned against the wall, feeling rejected, but playing it off as anger. You knew, though. You stepped forward.

"Monty... Can I give you a hug, please...? I missed you." You quietly asked. After a moment, he huffed, nodded, and let you hug him tightly.

"I missed you too. I was scared for you. The wind got pretty loud, and I thought about you out in that..." He mumbled into the crook of your neck. You nodded and kissed his cheek.

"It was scary. I'm glad I made my way here." You could hear the usually quiet fans in his body pick up slightly, a sign of slight overheating. He pulled away, scanning your body again.

NSFW UNDER CUT!!! NSFW UNDER CUT!!! NSFW UNDER CUT!!!

"You're warm... I bet you want me, huh?" He smirked a little, trying to break the silence. You almost flinched.

"I... Uh..." You nodded quickly. Two rough hands scooped under your thighs, picking you up and pinning you to the wall as rough as he could, but still not enough to hurt you too badly. He dragged his teeth against your neck, and you whimpered, your hips grinding against his, causing him to gently bite down to prevent a moan. His waist, where his cock would be if the plate was removed, was warm, and gently vibrating, causing you to seek any sort of friction. His claws and fingers kneaded your thighs, seeking a reaction which he knew he'd get.

"Dirty fucking boy... Bet you've been toying with yourself waiting for when you could see me next..." He scooped you up again and moved over to the couch, the same couch you were fucked senseless on a week before. "Bet you want me to pound you just like I did last week, huh? Right like this?" He mocked the way you were positioned just last week, your hips arched up so he could fuck you as much as he wanted. You nodded, breathless, not wanting to admit how much you needed it - the itch you couldn't reach, and couldn't scratch like he could. He ran his hands down the arch of your back and palmed your ass with both hands. One hand stayed there, and the other dipped between your thighs, two claws toying with you. You felt like you could combust right then and there, just grind against his palm until you cum. He would love it too. He needed you, though.

"Come help me get this stupid fucking panel off so I can rail you, little slut." He yanked you up by the back of the shirt and faced you towards him. You tucked two fingers inside the panel, flicking the small car-hood-esque switches to get them off.

You had made some... modifications to Monty.

What once was a normal flat plate was now a Bad Dragon brand Orochi dildo, hooked up to his internal sensors to make it so he could truly feel every sensation. You untucked it from where it was hidden, and stroked it slowly, causing a slow groan to come from above you. You couldn't help yourself as your mouth slowly wrapped around it, drool dribbling down your chin as you went as far as you could.

"Enough. Get back down. I need you." He pushed you down again, crawling on top of you. You wriggled out of your uniform pants, and he rubbed against you through your underwear, just thin enough to show just how needy you were.

"God, you feel good..." He grumbled. He slipped your underwear aside, rubbing against you, cock slick with your spit. You desperately needed him inside you - flashbacks of the week before giving you a warning of what pleasure (and some pain) was to come. He slowly pushed in, so slowly, knowing if he went in too hard it would hurt. He turned on the vibrate function, knocking stars into your brain.

Soon, he was pounding into you, panting into your neck, claws digging into your waist as he held your hips down. He needed you so bad - needed to own you.

"You're mine." He growled before thinking. You nodded quickly.

"You own me, Monty, you own me, I'm all yours..." you whined out, so close to cumming. One hand held down your chest, the other grabbed a thigh and railing you as fast as he could. The vibrations reverberated through your body.

Soon, you both came. He clung close to you, and you tried your hardest to not scratch his paint as your nails dug into his back. You both sat, panting, completely wiped. He pulled out and rubbed small circles into your thigh, gentle, a complete 180 from what he was just doing.

"You did good, (y/n). You make me feel so good." He almost smiled. You nuzzled into him. You felt so warm, almost high, and overall safe.

[vroomvroomkachowboi]

switching bodies

smut, angst, fluff: fluff 

pairing: draco malfoy x muggle!reader (fem)

word count: 952

summary: soul mate au where draco and the reader are soul mates, y/n is the youngest, so they switch bodies on her 15th birthday, y/n wakes up at hogwarts, and draco in her muggle home 

warnings: i think there’s like 1 curse word

a/n: this is my first piece on tumblr, i recently made the descion to also write on tumblr, i’ve been on wattpad for 5-6 years now, i’m trying to learn how to use this website, and stuff, also , i just do this for fun! i’m currently into harry potter so i’ll mostly be writing that, i also love hearing requests, so do that or don’t it’s up to you, this oneshot is from my draco malfoy imagines book on wattpad(that’s honestly not doing so hot lmao) i switched some word and stuff a bit, and now it’s here, enjoy :)

Year 5

Waking to find out you're in an unfamiliar place can be really scary, but waking up in a dorm full of unrecognizable boys terrified y/n. Today was her 15th birthday, and she knew she'd be switching bodies that night. Two soul mates switch bodies on the youngest birthday. She looks are her surroundings, noticing 5 beds, and all boys were sound asleep. She looked at the body she woke up in. A pale, masculine body.

Y/n tries to get out of bed, but since she was shaking from nerves, she fell, waking up the brown skin boy next to her. His eyes fluttered open to the loud crash and he groans. "Malfoy," he says, with a deep morning voice, "it's 7 am on a Saturday. What are you doing awake?" She wasn't so sure if she should tell him, but since she was going to be in this body for the whole day, she might as well.

"Help me. I'm not 'Malfoy'. I don't know where I am. I switched bodies last night." Y/n says, admiring the sound of her soul mate's voice, but still being very nervous and confused. The boy sits up on his bed, and gives her a stare. Once he realizes she's telling the truth, he holds his hand out, to which she grabs and let's him help her up.

"My name is Blaise, we're at Hogwarts, you're Draco Malfoy. What's your name?" Blaise asks. "Y/n L/n." He smiles and shakes her hand. "Well you're lucky it's a Saturday, Y/n. The bathroom is over there," he points to a door, "I'll help you out today, don't worry." Blaise says. She thanks him.

"Pureblood, half, or muggle?" He asks, which confuses Y/n. "Uhh what?" She questions. Blaise returns the confused face. "Magic or no?" He puts into simpler terms. "Um, no?" She answers, her confused tone making it sound more like a question. "Holy shit, Draco's got a muggle." He chuckles. "I'm sorry, what are you talking about?" She asks.

"We're wizards. We have magic," He grabs Draco's wand and hands it to her, "This is Draco's wand. It probably won't work for you since the wand will recognize it's not a wizard." She grabs the wand anyway, feeling the wood on her fingertips. "Go ahead and explore, I'm going to go back to sleep." He says and falls back into his bed.

Y/n walks to the door Blaise pointed at and heads to the bathroom, and finally gets a good look at what 'Draco Malfoy' really looks like. He was so handsome, platinum blonde hair-which was a messy bed hair, grey bluish eyes. She traces the faint abs he had.

She would like to thank the universe for assigning her this boy.

Although, showering, changing, and using the restroom were a nightmare, she tries to be respectful and not look. She'd say the day went pretty well. She met the slytherins in the common room. Some didn't like Y/n because she was a muggle, but others explained their world to her.

However, Draco was caught totally off guard waking up in the muggle world. He woke up in a f/c room, with a bunch a posters plastered around the room. He looks over at the bedside table to see a little sheet of paper. On it, it wrote,

"My name is Y/n L/n, I live in London, England. My parents left on a business trip, so you'll have my house all to yourself. But I do have a pet, so take care of it please. :)"

He got up from the bed and looked for a wand, hoping she was maybe even a halfblood living in the muggle world, but he was wrong. He was obviously going to learn to love her, but his parents obviously weren't going to like her so much. He walks around her room, finding posters that weren't in motion, nor her photos. There was a little vanity in the corner of her room, he walks towards it to get a good look at her. H/c h/t that stops at her h/l, pretty e/c eyes. Cute body shape. She was very gorgeous. 

He was hesitant to walk out the bedroom, but his curiosity getting the best of him, it was his first time in the muggle world. He looks around her home. No house elves. Her house was really bright, unlike his house, which was super dark. many family photos. In the kitchen, he started making himself some tea, and grabbed some slice of bread for breakfast. Once that was done, he walked into the living room, where there was an unusual large box sitting on a stand. He sits on the couch and grabs the TV remote, he studies it, and all the buttons it. At the top left corner, there was a red button, he pressed it, and the large box showed people on it.

Draco had learned to use the TV, soon becoming addicted to it. However, not using a wand was sort of difficult, he'd say. Draco showered and changed (also being respectful) and met her pet as well. He played with it, watched some TV, and learned new stuff about muggle lives. Although he was confused for half of the day, he really enjoyed how different their lives were.

When he woke up in his own body, he noticed a little note by his bedside table, reading,

“I really enjoying being you, but now I want to meet you. Give me a call. xxx-xxx-xxxx :) -Y/n"

He smiled at the note, he quickly got ready, and ran down to the library to read up on muggles. He had no idea what she meant by "call", but he'd figure it out.

[willwriteforhugs]

it’s not okay- hwang hyunjin

boyfriend! hyunjin x reader- one shot !

word count: 1.8k

genre: angst, a little fluffy, full of hyunjin-is-overprotective-syndrome

synopsis: when a stranger on the street makes you uncomfortable with his romantic advances, it takes everything hyunjin has not to kill him right then and there.

warnings: instance of harassment, a *brief* physical altercation, arguing, some cursing

a/n: this fic was requested by a lovely anon! sorry about the wait- i hope you and everyone else enjoy this one. i definitely got carried away with this, but hopefully it’s still what was requested lol. also, if you all have any other requests, feel free to send them in. i like to know i’m writing what you all want to see.

one last thing: a quick disclaimer- all of the events in this story are fictional, and should be taken with a grain of salt. everything that happens here is just my own interpretation of the situation i was presented with. anyways, thank you sm for reading! 

- - - 

the streets around you bustle with noise. mothers calling for their wandering children, street vendors shouting out prices... the sheer volume of it almost overwhelms you. at your side, your right hand tightens around your boyfriend’s. the last thing you want is to lose him in the crowd... he gives you a gentle squeeze back. words weren’t exchanged, but you understand what he meant: it’s okay, i’m right here.

you really are not a fan of crowds- you never have been, but hyunnie loves the market- and you do too, when it isn’t this packed. but he’s been so busy lately,  and the two of you hardly get to go on dates anymore... so when he’d proposed this as how he wanted to spend the afternoon, you couldn’t help but agree to it.

you glance up at him, thankful for the opportunity of distraction. you and hyunjin have been together for more than six months now- and god, you have never been more in love. you’d been in love before- or at least, you think you had. but being with hyunjin... it’s just not the same. the feelings you have for him are ten times the feelings you’d had for anyone back in high school. of course, maybe it’s just because he’s so damn beautiful...

today, for a simple market day, your counterpart is dressed casually. he’s in a plain hoodie and jeans, with his shoulder length hair tucked into a beanie. his face is bare, and you can’t help but smile just by looking at him. 

your boyfriend smiles back, looking slightly baffled. “is there something on my face?”

you snort and shake your head. “i can’t just look at you?”

he narrows his eyes playfully. “absolutely not. it makes me suspicious.”

you roll your eyes. “you spend too much time with the boys. i’m not gonna flick you, you know.” you pause. “or shove tissues in your mouth.”

at this, hyunjin huffs a laugh. “alright, that one’s true.”

hyunjin then leads you into a left turn, heading towards a vendor selling fresh hotteok. you follow willingly, realizing that you are indeed a bit hungry. as always, he knew exactly what you needed before even you did.

as your boyfriend places an order, you wander a few feet, wanting to glance into the stall next to you. in order to do so, you have to slip behind the first stall, into a small alleyway that borders the back part of the vendor lines. you peer over into the stall you were looking for. they’re selling handmade dishes- and from what you can see as you strain you neck over the stall, they’re absolutely gorgeous. dainty tea sets made of impossibly thin porcelain line the tables. the intricate floral designs catch your eye, and you know hyunjin would love to look at them. you turn quickly, mouth already forming his name.

“hyunjin-ah, i- oh!” you interrupt yourself with your surprise. in your rush, you’d turned around and run right into another person. your face floods with heat, and if you could, you would have shriveled up and died right there.

“i’m so sorry,” you mumble, bowing frantically. you eyes burn holes into the ground. “i wasn’t paying attention.”

“it’s fine, really.” a masculine voice replies. 

you look up, shocked to see that the person you’d run into is a man, and he looks to be around your age. “oh. okay.”

the man is tall- taller than hyunjin, even. he’s got an angry look to him, and you take a step back. but he just smirks. “i didn’t mean to scare you.”

he leans against the wall, crossing his arms together. you watch as his eyes rake over you and your body, and you shrink away.

you press your lips together, and the anxiety from before begins to claw it’s way back into your mind. “it’s fine, seriously.” your breathing is uneven, and you desperately want to get back to hyunjin. “but i kinda have to go...”

the man, who is blocking your way, doesn’t budge. “so soon? why don’t you stay and talk with me? you’re so cute, i just gotta get your number, babe.”

your body jerks in reaction to the pet name. who the hell is he calling baby?

you inhale sharply. “please- can i just get by? i’m really alright.”

the stranger takes a step towards you. “come on, why are you so shy? it’s harmless flirting, love...” he reaches out and takes a hold of your wrist. your facade crumbles, and your vision begins to close. you become hyper-aware of how alone you are back in this alleyway. you quickly jerk your hand back, and he relents, freeing your hand. “so jumpy! why? how about we go get a coffee? i know a place, it’s just ten booths-”

“who the hell are you?”

the voice is sharp and temperamental, and beautifully familiar. you hear yourself breathe a sigh of relief. hyunjin's here. thank god.

your boyfriend is now standing a few feet away, sporting an expression of anger and wariness. his eyes flit to the man, then to you. though he doesn’t say it, you can practically hear his voice, asking if you’re okay.

the strange man- who is still standing far too close- speaks up, voice brimming with cockiness. “why do you care?”

you physically cringe at those words. good luck with that one, dude. you just threw gasoline on an open flame.

“get the fuck away from my girlfriend.” hyunjn’s voice is low, but the impact of the words is louder than bombs. his face has gone from wary to furious. “don’t make me say it again.”

the creep takes a step away from you, moving towards hyunjin. “why are you so pissy, pretty boy? got that much to lose?”

you can see the clockwork in your boyfriend’s mind turning. calculating the outcomes. 

before anyone can move to stop you, you dart across the apparent no-man’s-land, coming to a stop at hyunjin’s left shoulder. you reach out and rest a hand on it, hoping the action conveys your feelings. when he doesn’t respond, you lean forward and hurriedly whisper in his ear; “please, hyunjin-ah. i’m alright. let’s just go.”

the boy brushes your hand away, and maintains his silence.

“hyunjin.” you say, louder this time. “it’s okay.”

this time, his narrowed eyes flash. “what-no! it’s not okay!” he swivels to face you. “what about that was okay?!”

your chest clenches, and your hand slips forward to clutch at his shirt. your voice comes out cracked. “please, let’s just go.”

the stranger watches the whole interaction with an amused smile on his lips, and the looks sends chills up your spine.

after a moment, hyunjin takes a deep breath and raises his chin. “you’re right, y/n-ah, i’m sorry. let’s just go, my love.”

as the two of you turn to go, the stranger shouts at hyunjin’s retreating back. “where are you going? i didn’t even get your bitch’s number!”

your skin goes cold, and you can feel your boyfriend turn to stone next to you. you inhale, reaching out to stop what you know is inevitable. 

hyunjin makes a slow turn on his heel. his gaze is icy, and his tone is even colder. “what the hell did you just say?”

the other man scoffs, and it randomly occurs to you that he might be drunk. or, you think; maybe he’s just a pervert, y/n. 

“i said, i didn’t get your bitch’s phone number.”

hyunjin is silent and frozen for a moment. then, with no preamble, he lunges forward. 

“hyunjin!” you yelp. but you know- you know there’s no stopping what’s next.

his punch hits the man square in the jaw, and his opponent goes stumbling. you lurch forward, terrified of this escalating. 

without looking, hyunjin catches you with his arm and gently shoves you back. 

he refocuses on the man on the ground, who is struggling to get up. when he gets close, hyunjin pushes him back down. you watch as he comes to a crouch in front of the fallen man. he hisses his words through his teeth: “don’t you ever say that shit. calling my girlfriend a bitch... unless you want to get your poor fucking ass handed to you, you never say shit like that again.”

your mouth hangs open in shock, and you stumble forward again, pulling your boyfriend away before he does something he regrets. you drag him back through the booths, and you emerge back at the front of the hotteok stand.

as soon as the connection breaks, hyunjin’s anger disappears, and he looks almost surprised. he reaches over and grasps your hand. “y/n- are you alright?”

you sigh, and even as your eyes sting slightly, you nod your head. the creepy man hadn’t followed the two of you, but you still feel the need to run. you release a shaky breath. 

hyunjin leans down and plants a light but lingering kiss of your forehead. when he pulls away, he sighs against your hair. “i’m sorry,” he whispers.

“for what?” you prompt, whispering back.

“for getting carried away. i...i didn’t mean to.”

“it’s okay. i know.” you lean away to meet his eyes. “besides, he was scaring me. so... thank you.”

he offers a bittersweet smile. “okay, baby...” he pauses for a second. “let’s go home?”

you allow a real smile and nod. “yeah. i’d like that.” you pause, deciding to tease him a little. “will you promise to stay and cuddle?”

at this, your lover’s moment of melancholy breaks too. “yes..” he fakes a groan. “if i have to...”

you reach down to hold his hand as the two of you begin walking, initial plans long forgotten. you begin to bicker back. “oh, please. you really act like you don’t enjoy skinship with me.”

he pauses. “how do you know it’s not just to get in your pants?”

you gasp and smack his arm. “don’t say that! i’ll never sleep with you again if you say shit like that!” 

hyunjin laughs, and his real, genuine smile warms your heart. “well then i guess i’ll stop. but only because of that threat.”

“oh, really?” you raise your eyebrows.

he gives up immediately, his forehead crinkling slightly. “no. i love you, y/n. i really do. and i promise i will give you all the snuggles when we get back.”

you nod, then lean your head on his arm, inhaling his scent. you’ve never been more grateful for him. 

the two of you continue walking, hand in hand. it isn’t for another few minutes that he finally breaks the silence. “so- what do you want for dinner?”

the two of you burst into laughter when you realize you’d never even gotten your hotteok.

[parental-unit-of-chaos]

My Trans Experience as a Demi-Boy:

Hello, in case you are just finding out who i am; My name is Salem and I go by He/They/Ze pronouns. My gender identity is Demi-boy, it is part of the non-binary part of the gender spectrum, but I am also trans (AFAB).

Being Trans means: that you were born in a body with a sex that doesn't match what you feel that your gender is.

Non-binary meaning: that you don't feel fully male or female or both at the same time.

(Side note everyone experiences gender differently and these definitions may not fit everyone who identifies as non-binary. if it is different for you, please comment your definition below)

Now what dose being a demi-boy mean?

A demi-boy can be trans or not; a demi-boy can be born female or male. But what makes you a demi-boy (in my understanding) is that you identify with masculine aliened pronouns, but you don't feel fully connected to just one set.

here is the definition from Gender Wiki with a link: " Demiboy (also called a demiguy, a demiman, or a demidude person) is a gender identity describing someone who partially identifies as a man or boy. In addition to feeling partially like a boy or man, demiboys also feel partly outside the binary. That can include anything under the non-binary umbrella like agender, genderqueer, or xenogenders for example."

What does this mean for me?

Well, let's break it into smaller parts so it's easier to digest...

Pronouns, gender dysphoria, clothing, restrooms, selflove, sexuality, name, pet names, and surgery.

Pronouns:

As I said before my pronouns are He/They/Ze, but how dose pronouns make me feel if I'm not connected to them fully?

So for He/Him/His pronouns....

i feel very comfortable with, I love being called masculine names or complements. Ex: Handsome, dashing.

But what about they/them?...

They/them are pronouns that I feel comfortable with as well. especially when I'm okay with my chest and having titties. like genderfluid people i feel different pronouns at different times. it's like a cycle actually, for 4 months straight, I'll feel male then I slowly move to they/them pronouns. When i feel more neutral, i know that i don't feel quite male.. the she/her gives me a extreme anxiety and stress being called.

Then there is Ze/Zim/Zier...

sometimes i just get this big euphoria most being called these pronouns; it makes me feel like I have a safety net of sort. where one no could guess what I was at birth.

Gender Dysphoria and surgery:

I'm sure some of you are wonder snice i am AFAB (a female at birth), do I experience gender dysphoria?

short answer... yes

Long answer, it's much more complex. Bottom dysphoria I experience constantly, without my Mr.limpy i would not be able to function through that whole day. i would most likely be having a break down. However, i have chest dysphoria sometimes, but every now and then i'll be fine with my chest being more feminine.

For surgeries i would most likely if i had the money do bottom surgery, but most likely not top surgery.

Restrooms:

what restroom do i use? most likely the one if fewer people in it. but yes, i use the female and male restrooms. but most days i just hold it until i get home.

Clothing!:

I wear whatever the fuck I feel comfortable wearing that day. Skirt? yes. jeans? yes and they better be cuffed. i wear mainly gothic punk things. i also like being a femboy.

Sexuality:

Plot twist... gender doesn't pick your sexuality.....

just because you are a demi-boy doesn't mean you're straight, bi, gay, or anything else. What am i? Well, I'm Grey-pansexual. I can feel platonic, romantic, and sensual attraction to any and every gender. Almost never sexual.

Pet Names:

I love being called masculine things with an addition of fem. Ex: pretty boy. i also love being called more gender neutral things. Here are some things my friends have called me:

Rat bastard

comrade

bitch

feral

gerlim

dice goblin

crow

Last Self Love:

that will be in a different post

[astringofmadhousefloozies]

Horse Friends

Yuu runs into Epel and gets an offer worth taking. Contains coarse language, discussions of masculinity/femininity and a fierce case of foot-in-mouth disease. Check my Twisted Wonderland Fanfiction tag for more, let me know if you enjoyed it, and if you ever want to let me know what you liked? Please do.

~*~*~*~

You like most creatures. Anything that deserves a pet should get one if they want it. So, you'd thought to yourself, let's go pet something you don't get to see every day. That's how you found yourself kicking around the edge of the horse pasture, watching majestic beasts eat and fart and amiably ignore your existence.

"You like them?"

You turned, and saw Epel had come up beside you.

"They're pretty cool. Not something I'm around much."

He nodded. "Wanna see a really big one?"

~*~*~*~

Did the barn smell bad or just like a barn? You couldn't tell, you didn't get to spend time in them and had no frame of reference. Where did they put the waste? You were thinking of asking where they buried the dead ones so you could go hunting with a shovel later when Epel came through the door, with the most fuckoff huge animal you've ever seen in your life. It was so tall you wondered if you could stand under it; a soft dapple grey, with long feathered fetlocks and a mane that reached past it's knees. It had to duck to get through the doorway, and stood, blinking, when Epel stopped, nevermind that this thing could probably swallow him whole if it had half a mind to.

"Are you sure it's not a kelpie?"

He laughed. "Ain't drowned anyone! 's nothing but a big guy. He's friendly! He's the one we use to teach riding."

You tentatively walked over and offered a hand. You did like horses - you really did! But they were very big, this one especially, and were deeply antsy despite being able to trample things easily. The last think you wanted was it to smell your nervousness and freak out.

It simply bypassed your hand, and instead nosed at your face with it's snout.

"He likes you!"

"I like him too." You prrbted his nose while he sniffed at you. "He got a name?"

"Beans."

"No!"

"Yes! Really."

"I can't believe Vil would let that slide."

"Yeah well, Beans was here first." Epel looked back and forth between you. "You want to try riding him? He's very gentle."

"Not today. But I'll take you up on that."

~*~*~*~

"Pull back to stop!"

You pulled back on the reins, and Beans stopped, and then started to back up.

"Nope, too much!"

You eased your grip and he stopped, flicking his ear an an errant fly.

This was the third time Epel had you up on the horse, and the first time he actually let you have the reins instead of simply leading you around. You weren't in a state of panic whenever the beast under you did something unexpected (though you jumped every time he or another horse whinnied; the sound drilled through your ears into the back if your skull in the worst way). The whole thing was pretty fun! Even if your legs got sore from straddling something as big around as you were tall.

Epel moved easily around on his own horse, a delicate-looking white stallion with murder in his heart, clearly a perfect pair. In the little bit of hanging out you'd done, you'd learned a few things about him:

- He hated being called cute. He was, which made it worse, but being treated as something precious drove him nuts.

- He was, by natural inclination, a rough and tumble farm boy. You knew more about motorbi- no, magical wheels than you ever had in your life, and now knew some truly vile curses that sounded wonderful coming out of his mouth.

- He really liked hanging out with someone he didn't have to pretend elegance around; which you had a feeling was part of why he started giving you private lessons. You were many things, but paragon of grace and propriety you were not.

Remembering what he told you, you lightly flicked the reins, and Beans started forward at a sedate pace. 

"There you go!" Epel beamed at you, and you reflected your own smile back at him.

~*~*~*~

Today, he seemed sour, and you could not understand why, so instead of gong in to greet the horses, you stopped and asked what crawled up his ass and died.

"Nothin' you'd know 'bout."

"Try me."

He stood there glowering, until he finally said, "Am I girlier than you?"

You had to stop and really consider that. "Who started on that one?"

"Some asshole. They said you're manlier than I'll ever be."

You snorted. "That's like, a matter of opinion. I'm kinda butch, sure, but what it is is that femininity is... it requires effort." You moved your hands, in an effort to grasp the words. "It takes effort to put on makeup, or shave your legs. Stuff like that is required to be seen as feminine if you're a girl. Neither of which you do? You're not feminine, really. You're young and pretty. And pretty was never exclusive to girls."

This did not seem to help, so you continued digging. "And you're real pretty, Epel. Combine that with being real young, it makes you cute to others, but like... give it a few years. Yeah. You get a little older and lose the young babyface. You'll still be pretty, but you won't be read as cute, not the way everyone reads you now."

All of his sullen fury was now clearly at you.

"I'm sorry dude. I don't know how to use my words right. But I sure as hell ain't more of a dude than you. Because you actually are one."

He still stood there, and you thought of something to lighten the mood. "Did you kick his ass?"

He finally cracked a smile. "Thoroughly."

"Good. You want to do this today, or do you wanna just vent at me over people being assholes?"

He thought for a moment. "The second one, but don't say anything 'til I say so. You suck at making me feel better."

You nod and give an okay sign, which got a snicker out of him.

~*~*~*~

"And he says I shouldn't lift weights! 'oooh Epel, it'll ruin the lines', Vil can fuck right off and choke on mangey pig cock, he hasn't missed a day of lifting for eight years unless he was too sick to get out of bed." 

You nodded, petting Lucius. He'd seen the both of you out on the grass and wandered over to play with people who were friendly, but not desperate.

"He's all Pomefiore ideals this and that and AUUUGH. I wanna stick a fork up his ass and beat down the doors of Savannahclaw until they let me change dorms."

You raised a finger, and he nodded. "But they don't do dorm changes."

"They do not and I hate it so fucking much." He flopped onto the grass, and you offered a hand that he high-fived. "It sucks. They wouldn't even move me when I went to beat Vil's ass when I first got sorted."

"You what."

"I did! Only got a swing in before he beat me down, but I tried." 

"Please say there's a recording of this."

"He cursed every electronic in a hundred-foot radius just to make sure no one had footage."

"Boo."

He nodded. "That could have made all the money."

You nodded, until Lucius caught your eye and you swatted at Epel to get him to watch. Lucius, crawling through the grass, crept, sprung... and walked back over with a headless lizard, the missing piece long down his gullet.

"Finish it up, Lucius."

Lucius, his play done, walked away, leaving you both with the corpse.

"Gross. Should we bury it?"

"Maybe." The gears are turning, and you instead fetch back a grumbling Lucius. "Epel. What is this?"

He raised an eyebrow. "A fat old cat?"

You held up the irritated cat with a smile. "This is, pound for pound, the most efficient land predator on the planet. I know of cats that have single handedly eradicated entire species. Cats are eight pounds of asskicking. They will fu-OW" You dropped Lucius and checked the welling scratches on your arm. "Cats will fuck you up. But cats are also fluffy and cute and like to be cuddled. They're elegant and lovely, silly and playful. The murder and the cute is inherent to the cat."

He frowned. "Where are you going with this."

"I'm saying you're basically a cat."

He was silent for a beat. "Thanks, I hate it."

"How much?"

"Enh." He wiggled his hand. "I get what you're trying to say, at least. As long as you don't run around calling me that I’m good."

"A cat?"

"No, other C word."

Your brain drew the only conclusion you could think of. "A cunt?"

He let out the ugliest laugh you'd ever heard, and things were good.

[hypmic-writings]

Hii!! Could i rq some headcanons about how sasaara, Samatoki and Ichiro would react with a fem s/o who discoverd be non-binary recently, and asked to them, to call her by masculine pronoums to now on? (Sorry if it's too especific or confuse my english is not the best, i'm still learning, also, kisses from brazil :D)

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Pairing: Ichiro Yamada x NB!reader; Samatoki Aohitsugi x NB!reader; Sasara Nurude x NB!reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

A/N:  I hope this one is okay! I am neither non-binary nor have masculine pronouns, but I hope I was able to write it well enough for what you wanted! Please let me know if anything was offensive or incorrect at all. The last thing I want to do is make anyone feel uncomfortable, so just let me know and I can correct! Enjoy~

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Ichiro Yamada

Ichiro is going to be very understanding when you tell him

of course, he’ll want to go over the pronouns that you want to use, and he’s going to make sure the pet names he uses for you are still okay

and once you give him the run-down, he’s going to give you lots of reassurance that he’ll always love you no matter what your pronouns are

he strikes me as the type to not really care about things like that - if he loves and cares about someone, he’ll fight to protect them no matter what

and he’s going to prove it to you ever. single. day. 

seriously, this boy is gonna go x-games mode

he’s going to try ridiculously hard, especially at the beginning, never to mess up your pronouns to the point where it’s consciously in his thoughts in every single conversation he has about you

and if he ever messes up, he’s correcting himself right then and there

he never really uses your pronouns when he’s talking to you because he’ll use your name or a pet name

but when he’s having a conversation with other people and your name gets brought up, he’s the first to chime in that you go by male pronouns 

“Y/N is great, right? You know he is really excited about the upcoming rap battle and...”

if anyone dismisses that fact, Ichiro won’t hesitate to start a fight about it because everyone needs to know that he takes this seriously

overall, Ichiro is going to be understanding and will actively work to make sure your male pronouns are always being used

Samatoki Aohitsugi

Samatoki is going to be a little confused at first and will want you to sit down and explain everything to him

he’s going to want to know exactly what he can and cannot call you from now on because he wants to make sure he gets it right

it’s definitely a bit harder for him at the beginning, not because he doesn’t respect your pronouns, but because he’s the type to be on automatic at most times

however

whenever he does find himself tripping up on your pronouns, he’s instantly correcting and berating himself

because he respects you, and even if you’re not in the room when he’s talking about you, he wants to make sure that you’re given that respect

“Yea, so she went to the - DAMMIT, he went to the store yesterday”

just give him time, he’s always trying and making the effort and eventually it’ll be automatic for him to call you male pronouns instead of female ones

and once that day comes, he’s never gonna get tripped up again

if he’s in a conversation and someone uses female pronouns with you, he’s going to snap at them to use male ones

if they genuinely try to correct them, he’s going to feel prideful and smug because yea he’s defending your honor and it feels good

but if they keep purposely using female pronouns for you, oh ho ho prepare for the wrath of Samatoki

because he doesn’t care who it is, he’s gonna kick their asses until they get it right

overall, it’ll take him a bit of time to get used to, but Samatoki will definitely want to use the pronouns you ask of him and will take it seriously

Sasara Nurude:

Although Sasara is usually the one cracking jokes and making the atmosphere brighten up, he’s not going to make light of this situation

he strikes me as the type to take life as it comes, so he’s not going to worry too much about anything in particular

he wants you to be comfortable, and if this is what you want, he’s not going to ask for a drawn out explanation or need a reason

he’s a pretty understanding person as well, so he’s going to pull you into a hug, simply smile and nod and agree to call you by the pronouns you prefer

as long as you don’t change as a person, Sasara would call you anything you asked of him

“Wait, I can still call you kitty though, right?”

Sasara is surprisingly good at making the change

he hardly ever trips up, and when he does he’s going to apologize profusely 

he’s definitely going to come up with more puns and rhymes with your name and your new pronouns

it will probably get very annoying, very quickly, but it’s all in good fun so just let him have his moment

if you’re ever having a conversation with someone and they keep using the female pronouns even after you’ve told them not to, Sasara is the type to just keep repeating the male pronouns again and again

it usually ends up frustrating the person until they end up using the masculine pronouns 

overall, it might be a big change to some, but Sasara isn’t going to mind much at all and will happily give you male pronouns  

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

[myheartisbro-ken]

you mentioned in a comment on a supercorp fic (i feel like a stalker, yikes) that you got in contact with darren doyle and he gave you some tips on using kryptahniuo, the sentence structure, the krius thing, etc.. would you mind sharing them? because i feel like i've sucked all available resources dry, and as a huge kryptonian nerd, i'd really appreciate it! (ofc, feel free to ignore me and pretend like this never existed if i'm intruding or unknowingly acting like a jerk.)

Okay, soooo, this is all from 3 years ago and I don’t have the best way to make myself clear when talking to people, but I’m gonna put here the things that are relevant and cut out my cringey communication. This is also for anyone who writes and would like to know a lil bit more about the language, or just people who enjoy conlangs. The vocab is over at kryptonian.info, but this is a clearer explanation of some things I had a bit of trouble with.

It’s pretty long though, so strap in.

Here we go:

Me: I was kind of having a hard time trying to figure out what the present form of zhao would be since it already ends with an 'o' and the present suffix is 'odh', I wanted to say 'I love you' with zhao , and on your page I could only find the ukiem sentence. Would it be zhaodh? And how would the full sentence be? What about shovuh, would it be shovuhodh?

Doyle: Sweet! I'm glad to help (I only wish the writers of the show would help instead of butchering the grammar ... and pronunciation)

Ok ... give me a moment to work on this...

Ok ... /zhao/ ... this doesn't end in /o/ (as in go) it ends in /ao/ (as in cow) which is a different vowel. Even if it did, though, you would still go ahead and use the /odh/ suffix. Two vowels in a row in Kryptonian is going to be super rare (pun intended), but in those cases Kryptonian phonetics will use a slight "w" sound to separate the vowels.

So ... it would be /zhaoodh/which would be 3 characters in Kryptonian writing: zh + ao + odhSo, your sentences would be: /zhaoodh (khuhp) w rraop/ and /shovuhodh (khuhp) w rraop/The subject is optional

Also, this is a sentence that would likely be gendered (familiar and/or intimate speech)

So, "I (female) love you (male)." would be: /zhaoodh (khap) w rrup/

BUT

Let's talk about informal speech, because the I love you stuff gets weird ...

zhao and shovuh are primarily nouns, but at some point they got codified as type 1 verbs (taking suffixes)... and grammatically (especially formal writing) type 1 is kind of the "proper" way to use them. But in day-to-day speech, these usually get treated as type 2 verbs (no suffix)

I should back pedal briefly and say that all this applies to /ukiem/ (familial love) ... and actually to /:jev/ (n. happiness, joy) with /:jevodh/ meaning essentially "like" or "enjoy"

So anyway, the informal variant ends up as something like /zhao w rrup/ (you would almost never use the subject with the type 2 forms of these words) Total side topic ... (hope I'm not overwhelming you here) ...

Since type 2 verbs mark tense with a vowel change, there is an interesting result with /zhao/ ... since the past and future versions end up being /zha/ and /zhi/ respectively which also just happen to be the words for "yes" and "no" which also act as augmentative and diminutive markers...

It's a bit of a chicken and egg situation as it's unclear if the "will love/did love" meanings gave rise to the "yes/no" meanings or if the existing "yes/no" words guided the vowel shift as /zhao/ went from noun > v1 > v2

Me: Okay, first, in the verb section of your page you say that not using a suffix creates the potential form of the verb, yet there is a prefix, kai, for potential, so if someone were to ask 'can you do...' say, 'can you speak/say this' would it need the prefix and then the present suffix, or just not use either. Like, would it be 'ta-kai-ehworodh rraop w [thing]' or 'ta-kai-ehwor' or just 'ta-ehwor' or is all of that completely dumb and I totally misunderstood everything? (I'm also not sure when I should and shouldn't use the hyphen) And the second is simpler, I guess: going by 'us-kah' as like a petname for your child, would the same apply to a parent, such as saying 'jeju-te' in sort of the same way kids say 'mommy' and not just expressing relationship. And could that apply to a person's name as well? Like, idk if that works in english, but say you have a nickname for someone and then you say 'that's MY [nickname]', (I do that for my aunt in portuguese, which is why I'm asking)

Doyle: Dang ... the "suffixless form of the verb forms the potential" is actually a holdover from an idea when I first started making the language that eventually got abandoned. Thought I removed references to it, but I missed that I guess.

Hyphens are just there to help show the morpheme breaks when explaining the language. If you are just writing Kryptonian, then you wouldn't use them at all.

so /?takaieworodh rraop ki kryptahniuo/ would be correct

Ok ... the "familial-possessive-honorifics" ...

They kind of act like an honirific (Mr., Mrs., Sir, Ma'am, Señor, Señorita, San, Sama etc.)

They attach using the proper noun punctuation...

So ... Kal-El => /kal,ehl/

Mr. Kal-El => /kal,ehl,jran/

(I'm not related it Kal-El)

Let me start over on that last one

I am talking to you about Mr. Kal-El, I would say ...

* (neither of us is related to him): /kal,ehl,jran/

* (I am related to him, but you aren't): /kal,ehl,te/

* (we are both related to him): /kal,ehl,kah/

* (I am not related to him, but you are): /kal,ehl,ni/

* (Neither of us is related to him, but we are talking about someone who is related to him and that relationship is pertinent to the conversation): /kal,ehl,cheh/

So in that sense, these are honorifics ... they are more formal, not less

so ... us,kah for a child probably wouldn't end up being a pet name

and it means "our" child ... so even less likely in that sense (us,te would be "my child")

and it uses the less intimate gender-neutral form

wait ... scratch that ... /us/ is masculine (derp derp)

so, a more likely candidate for a pet name for your child would probably be /us kir/ (little boy) or /is kir/ little girl

you could also do something clever like /krius/ or /kriis/ (that second word would be pronounced "kree-yees") ... borrowing the "bright" prefix and applying it to the child noun

For Kryptonians that wouldn't have as much of the meaning that an English speaker would assign to "bright" (smart, clever, etc), but more of a sense of "joyful", "pleasant", "you-light-up-the-room" kind of sense.

An English equivalent to /krius/ would be something like when you refer to someone as "my little ray of sunshine"

getting back to your actual question ...  

/jeju,te/ and /ukr,te/ would also be more formal. Kids (especially older kids) would be expected to use this form in public when addressing parents

but at home it would probably be just /jeju/ and /ukr/

for the very youngest kids, /jeje/ would be "mommy", and /uku/ (or even /kuku/) would be "daddy" ... but, unlike some dialects of English (especially in the Southern states), those variants wouldn't last very long as kids would be encouraged to use /jeju/ and /ukr/ as their speech developed

So ... ummm ... I'm not sure if I've answered your actual question ... if I have, I may have indicated the opposite... Kryptonians would remove the "my" on a petname ... does that sound right ... hmmm ... thinking about it

Shoot ... I guess I don't really know how to give you a solid answer on that one. Pet names can be funny things, I think ... because even in English I can see formal titles being absorbed as "cute" ... like having a little fluffy dog that you pick up and in a cutesy voice call "Sir Snuggles"

so ... armed with the info for "normal" speech/grammar ... pick whatever feels right to you!

Me: The first I wanted to ask is if 'Awuhkhu zhadif khap w rrip' is correct for 'I'll never leave you'

And the second I tried to make it out, but the result looked weird so I was just very unsure about (while the other I'm a bit more confident about) so how would 'please don't leave me' be, cuz 'please don't' is a full prefix, right? so it'd be 'please don't' prefix + leave + present suffix and then the pronoun separately. By that logic it'd be 'sozhaoawuhkhodh khap' is that correct?

Now there's actually a third one that I don't even know where to begin (mostly because I didn't try too hard) but I wanted to know would you say the sentence 'she left me alone' or 'my mother left me alone'?

Doyle:

/.awuhkhu zhadif khap w rrip/ ... yep, that's correct!  

/sozhaoawuhkhodh khap/ ... yep, that's right too

or you might go with the future tense, especially if those two sentences are going together

/sozhaoawuhkhu khap/

actually ... whoops... /khap/ is the object of the sentence...

/sozhaoawuhkhu w khap/

Let's see for "she left me alone", I would use the malefactive and the past tense of "to go" (which I just realized wasn't in the dictionary - doh!).

So ... let's see... go+past-perf she w me mal.

hmmm... alone, though ...

cause/PST she be/PRS me w alone ki go/PST/PRG ... ?

/podh zhehd nahn khap w chahvymah ki rrosh/ (that last verb wouldn't take a suffix, derp) ... "She made me alone by going" ... hmmm...

You could always just use /podh zhehd nahn khap w chahvymah/ ... she cause me to be alone ... that's probably the closest to the English 

So that’s it, so much information that I thought it was actually a longer convo