#but it makes my transmasc heart so fucking happy

[didderd]

KING. FUCKING. KING.

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I need that for my comfort!🥺✨ Trans boy reader who started to have dysphoria because his hair a getting to long for his comfort. So he ask to Sebastian to help him cut them shorter, which Sebastian hesitantly agreed. Might not be the best since it’s was cut with some scissors and also because Sebastian never cut hair before. But reader is still happy with the result lol.

This is so cute

Hair and Care 101

Pairings: Sebastian Solace X TransMasc!Reader

Au: Classic

Warnings: Mentions of Gender Dysphoria

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“And you're sure you want me to cut it? You won't do it yourself?”

“I can't exactly see the back of my head, so yes.” You sit on a stool, hands knitted together in anxiety. You'd asked Sebastian if he would be willing to cut your hair for you today. It had been, admittedly, a bit awkward to ask. He’d been flipping through files and restocking the supplies on his tail when you'd stepped into his shop. Your long hair getting in your eyes and somewhat fanning out nearly down to your hips. You hadn't had the opportunity to get it cut in so long it made your skin crawl. You felt…feminine. Way too feminine. You can't remember the last time you let your hair grow out this long and its made it really, really hard to focus on anything else. Its not just because it gets in your eyes and you can't for the life of you find a hairtie. Its deeper than that. You've started to almost flinch away from your reflections in the water and windows.

You've started to grab at your hips, at your face, poking and prodding and wondering if you can even pass with long hair. You haven't met another person besides Sebastian and the idea of being unable to see yourself the way you should. The way you know in your heart to be right. It makes you uncomfortable. You can only pinch and poke and prod for so long before your skin gets irritated. Right now, sat here, waiting for Sebastian to cut your hair? This was like your skin getting irritated. You had to debate if you were willing to even let another person cut your hair. What if they butchered it? What if it made you look worse than before? What if he fucked it up so bad you looked like one of those weird troll dolls but worse somehow? It had been your biggest worry for quite some time, until your hair got long enough that you couldn't stand it anymore.

“I feel like I should make you sign a waiver.”

“Sebastian, Im serious. Please, just cut it, I don't care if it's the worst thing ever. I can't keep walking around like this.”

“You understand my hands are too big to fit these scissors properly, right?”

“Doesnt matter, just get it done.” He sighs and grabs a collection of your long locks, specifically the one around your face. He straightens the hair to the best of his abilities using a hand so he can make the cleanest cuts he can.

“Why does this matter so much to you? Shouldn't you be, I don't know, focused on surviving? I mean paying me for a haircut seems a bit much.”

“Its…complicated.”

“How complicated can it really be?” He hums as he continues to make cuts, the sound of scissors through hair joining the sound of dripping water and Sebastian's voice. Would he even be cool about something like this? He doesn't particularly like anyone, and he's not really friendly with you either. Would he use it against you somehow? Would he get aggressive about it?

“I just feel kind of…feminine, and it makes me uncomfortable.” You mutter and this only gets a chuckle, sounding condescending.

“Oh, Expendable, long hair doesn't make you any less of a man. Don't be ridiculous.”

“I just don't like it.”

“Look, all I'm saying is, you could have bought a medkit instead of a haircut. If its this important than fine. Who am I to tell you how to spend your collected data?”

“Whether it makes me more of a man or not, is it wrong of me to not like feeling…” You trail off, and all at once, Sebastian tenses mid cut.

“Oh…thats what this is about.” His tone softens up a bit, the mild poking he had been doing immediately being cut out as he carries on cutting your hair.

“This isn't too stupid of a purchase, I guess.” He adds on.

“Yeah?” You ask as he finishes up, putting the scissors to the side and ruffling your hair to get any loose strands out.

“Yeah. Go take a look,” he motions towards the water so you can see yourself in the reflection. You peer down into it curiously and immediately your shoulders relax. You hadn't even realized you'd been tense. Your hairs a bit choppy, admittedly, but its not ugly or particularly butchered by any means. He was oddly thoughtful and careful about taking care of your hair for you. Even saying it was ridiculous to spend your data on, he didn't ruin it for you on purpose.

“Its good, you did a good job.”

“Yeah, well, I'm sure if you keep coming to me I'll get better every time.”

“Im sure you will, then.” You give him a smile and he kind of awkwardly smiles back for a moment. A bit of hesitation as you grab the keycard off his desk and put your swimming gear back on now that its dry.

“Wait.”

“Ah- Yes Sebastian?” You turn, concerned about what he might say. He's not stupid and you're certain he's figured you out by now. If he doesn't like it, there's nothing he can do about it sure but you always tense when people get all awkward around you. He hesitates a moment longer before giving you a little wave.

“You look better with short hair anyway.”

“You think so?”

“Yeah, I do…now go on and get out of here. I've got other Expendables to deal with and a mess of hair to clean.”

[mlmxreader]

Think Twice | Logan Howlett x trans!m!reader

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↳ ❝ YOO can I get uhhh no-op transmasc Logan and reader with brat taming AND mirror sex... ❞ - @orisquirrelking

: ̗̀➛ Logan isn't happy about it when he catches you being a bit too flirtatious with some of his colleagues, but luckily, he knows what can be done about it.

trigger warnings : ̗̀➛ swearing, choking, anal sex, anal fingering, praise kink, biting kink, jealous/possessive sex, Dom/Sub, slight edging, mirror sex, brat!reader

↳ WOMEN & MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

↳ reader's genitals aren't mentioned at all

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Logan grumbled under his breath as he watched you carefully and closely. His eyes narrowed; his jaw began to clench as he traced every little movement. He knew what you were doing, and you were never exactly subtle about it, either.

Making direct eye contact with him as you hung off of Gambit's arm; telling him how strong he was and how asking if you could touch his muscles. Logan wanted to scoff, really, but he knew why you were doing it; he had not exactly paid the most attention to you lately, and you acting out was just the right thing to force it back.

Even still, when Logan asked to speak to you in the private confines of his room, you kicked up a fuss; huffing and puffing and complaining.

A spoiled brat.

"The fuck do you think you're doing?" He hissed, planting his hands either side of your head. Trapping you between the door and his body.

You shrugged as you stared up at him. "Well, since you weren't going to give me attention, I found it somewhere else."

Logan's jaw clenched tightly, his breath getting deeper and harsher as it fanned across your face. His gaze drifted down to your mouth. "So you're just gonna whore yourself out? That it?"

You put your hands on his chest, gripping the fabric of his brown plaid shirt. "The thought might've crossed my mind."

He let out a harsh breath, heart skipping a beat. "You wanna be somebody's fuckin' boy toy, huh?"

You lifted your leg up, waiting for him to grab the underside of your thigh so he could pull it to his waist; copying the action as soon as you lifted your other leg. You lifted your hands up, clinging onto the doorframe as you leaned in.

Logan wasn't stupid, eagerly drowning you in an open-mouthed and breathy kiss; your hands went to his hair, gripping it tightly. He moaned softly, tugging you closer as he grunted against your mouth.

He waited for you to press your weight against him, easily guiding you over to where the full-length double mirror was; he pinned you down, letting you bite and suck at the skin of his neck before he fully pulled away and pinned your wrists above your head.

"You gonna be good?"

You shook your head, spreading your legs and grinning at him. "Now why would I wanna do that?"

Logan sighed softly, grinding down against you. "You might wanna rethink."

Slowly, you licked your lips, keeping your eyes on him. "Why don't you try to change my mind, old man?"

That was his breaking point. He flipped you over and delivered a hard smack to your ass; you grinned, softly moaning his name in response.

"You'll have to do better than that," you told him. So fucking sly, like you were some cunning fox merely stepping out of a snare. "Try again."

Logan gritted his teeth, smacking your ass even harder; you pushed back against him, the pounding sting made your heart pound, and your hips jerked. Another dare for him to go harder.

Logan didn't listen, kneeling behind you and grabbing the waistband of your tight shorts. "You changed your mind yet? Or are you gonna be a fucking brat all day?"

You wiggled your hips, inviting him as you looked back with a smile. "I've yet to even debate changing my mind."

Slowly, Logan peeled your shorts down, exposing your bare and raw ass before he pressed his middle finger to your rim; slowly, he circled your tight ass hole, just and just enough to tease you. Just enough to make you shudder and grind against nothing. He paused, licking his lips.

"Broken?"

"As if!" You protested, although your voice was ragged from the slowly boiling desire to feel him against you. "You'll never make me change my mind at this rate. Keep trying, Mister Howlett."

With a quiet huff, Logan grabbed you, positioning you on his lap as he sat facing the mirrors; he kept you just a little bit above him while he slipped his ring and middle finger into your ass.

"Are you ready?" He growled out, biting at the side of your neck.

You scoffed, quirking a brow. "More than."

He didn't waste time, quickly jamming them in and out as you gasped, squirming. He was so fucking rough, keeping your hips pressed to his body as he slammed his fingers in and out of your ass, practically pounding his hand into you.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Right there! Shit! Fuck!"

A smug smile came to Logan's face, waiting until you were right on the edge of your little glory moment before he withdrew his fingers, watching as you settled on his lap with a whimper and a quiet choked back sob.

"Why'd you stop?" You whined out.

Logan took your face, forcing you to look into his eyes through the mirrors. "Are you gonna stop being such a brat?"

You shook your head, bringing his hand down to your throat and pressing down on his fingers. "What'd you think, Logan? Doesn't your hand make such a nice necklace?"

He grumbled under his breath, doing everything in his power not to buck his hips up into you as he pressed down against your the sides of your neck gently. "You didn't answer my question."

You ground down against him, making sure that he felt the way your ass moved. "I think you already know the answer."

"I need to hear you say it," he growled.

You sighed, purposefully rolling your hips just to get a rise out of him. "What do you wanna hear me say? That if you fuck me hard enough, I'll stop being a brat and go back to being your personal little boy toy?"

"It's a start," he breathed out, teeth clamping down on the inside of his lip.

"Please, Logan," you mocked. "Please, please, fuck me until I stop being such a brat! Oh, please!"

"Enough!" Logan snapped. "Tell me what you fucking want, and be serious."

"Fine!" You hissed out, slightly annoyed and frustrated. "I want you to fuck me! Fuck's sake!"

He moved you so that you were on your hands and knees, facing the mirror; he was gone for a moment, although you knew where the second that you heard the lubricant bottle opening.

"Ready?"

You nodded. "Hurry up, old man, I haven't got all day."

Logan scoffed, although he didn't even try and bite back the smile that came across his lips the second that he slipped his fingers into your tight ass.

You clenched around him, and he used it to his advantage; slicking you up nice and easily and stretching you out as much as he could.

He squirted some lube on his hand, pumping his cock to get it nice and ready for you.

"Still gonna be a brat?" He asked lowly.

"Fuck me already," you spat back.

Logan didn't need to hear any more. With one hand, he grabbed your throat as he bent over, thrusting into your ass as he kept your focus on the mirror; making you watch as he fucked you.

"Fuck," you breathed out, pushing back against him as you clenched the mattress with your sweaty fingers.

Logan was rough, hammering into you as hard as he could and not caring that your body jerked forward with each thrust; he bit down on the side of your neck, all but claiming you as he grunted and growled against the soft skin.

The vibrations were too much, and you rolled your hips as you sought any and every single little scrap of him that you could; able to feel his sweat mix with yours so easily. The scent of it thick as you gasped and moaned his name between the encouraging grunts he let out.

He kept going, pounding into you until the sound of grunts and moans was completely drowned out by the wet slap of his skin against yours; you bowed your head, forcing him to pick it back up again so you could watch as he took you for his own.

You wanted to cry out, tell him to never stop and to keep going until you were fucking stuffed - but the words failed you as animalistic groans took over. You writhed and squirmed, trying to find the best angle you could to get enough of him.

"Feel so fuckin' good," Logan growled out against your neck, his teeth still firmly planted against your skin, although not enough to make you bleed. "Such a fuckin' good boy for me, ain't ya, huh?"

You nodded, earning you a firm smack to the ass. "Yes! Fuck! Yes!"

You weren't going to last long, and you knew it; the way he fucked you so eagerly and so hard, it was dizzying. Even more so when he pinned you against the mattress so you were flat on your stomach; he kept one hand on the back of your neck, making sure you could watch yourself whilst he used the other to brace against the mattress.

The loud squeaks were coupled only with your harsh and ragged begs for more and more and more. He stretched you out like nobody else ever could, and you couldn't deny that he was the best fuck you had ever had.

You wanted him to cum in you, wanted to take as much of it as you could until it leaked out and dribbled down your taint. Puddling onto the bedsheets until he fucked it back into you and donated another load to you. You wanted it, needed it, and craved it more than your own release and own orgasm.

Your legs shook, a sensitive and raw feeling budding in your twitching groin as you bucked your hips and cried out his name; your eyes rolled into the back of your head, tongue hanging out of your mouth and a thin whisp of drool hang from the tip. Your toes curled as you tilted your head back.

Logan kept going.

Fucking into you until he suddenly stilled, panting your name out and letting his own drool smack you on the neck; he took a moment to catch his breath before he fucked it back into you, not caring at how it dribbled out and splashed down when he pulled out.

A firm smack to your ass sealed the deal. He crouched down in front of you, gently kissing you.

"Was I too rough?"

You shook your head, lazily smiling at him. "Nah, you were perfect, don't worry."

Logan frowned a little, licking his lips. "I just worry."

"I know," you whispered. "It's fine, you're alright."

He nodded slowly, letting out a long sigh as he smiled back at last. "If you say so... oh, erm, before I forget - Kurt asked to see you tomorrow."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, somethin' about some legal shit," he shrugged. "Said he wanted your input? I dunno."

You could only laugh as you shook your head fondly. "I'll talk to him... are you gonna get jealous, though?"

A glare was shot your way. "No. Big difference between you telling Kurt about your experiences and you actin' like Gambit's cock was worth more than oxygen."

You laughed a little louder. "What? You don't think me telling Kurt about all the mundane shit like gender certificates and ID changes is like as a no-op trans guy could be sexy?"

"You might wanna think twice about me answerin' that," Logan huffed.

Although he was pleasantly surprised when you dropped yourself into his lap.

"Logan," you hummed. "I'm your boyfriend. I only have eyes for you, I promise. I love you."

He nodded slowly, letting his hands rest on your sides for a moment. "I believe you, I do. I believe you."

"Come on," you whispered, getting up and offering him your hand. "Come shower with me and I'll show you how I really, really feel about you... unless you're scared."

Logan scoffed. "Like fuck am I scared."

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whilst I have your attention, I would like to point it towards Hani's family; Hani's family are trapped in Gaza, and need €5k each in order to escape and survive the genocide. if you could spare a few pounds, or even just one then it would really make a massive, massive difference. so, please, consider giving to Hani's family.

[snalsupremacy]

12 MANGA BY LGBT+ CREATORS

Happy pride month!! My time has come. Years of seeking lgbt manga lead me some great finds, and here's all the ones written by openly LGBT mangaka!

1- Our Dreams At Dusk by Yuhki Kamitani, an asexual x-gender creator!

A classic in the lgbt manga niche. Literally google "lgbt manga" and you'll find this one in the top results. It's popular for a reason! Starting Tasuku, a gay teen, the manga deals with members of the queer community from all walks of life living in a small town, and how being queer impact their lives. Yuhki Kamitani's poetic and abstract story telling abilities enhances a simple story line into one of the best emotional roller-coasters you'll ever ride on. TW: Attempt suicide, mentions of said attempt, groping of a minor, lots of homophobia

2- I Think Our Son is Gay by Okura, a gay creator!

An ADORABLE story about a progressive mom trying to learn more about how to support her closeted gay son without making it obvious that she knows. Super sweet and adorable, and the author's notes were so touching! queer joy all around

TW: Discussions and verbal displays of homophobia

3- Boys Run The Riot by Keito Gaku, a transmasc creator!

Another classic in this niche. The story follows a trans boy named Ryo who bonds with the trouble student Jin over men's fashion, and together they decide to start a fashion brand. It's refreshing to see the struggles of a trans boy portrayed so genuine and authentically.

TW: Gender dysphoria, outing

4- My Lesbian Experience with Loneliness by Kabi Nagata, a lesbian creator!

Kabi Nagata is an biographical essayist that publishes all her work in manga form. In one of her most popular works, My Lesbian Experience With Loneliness, Kabi tells the series of the events that led her to sleeping with a lesbian sex worker. Bold and authentic, Kabi has no fear to portray the ugly and fucked up parts of mental illness, in turn crafting an intimate and touching story.

TW: Self-harm, eating disorder, lots of discussions of mental illness, sexuality, and gender.

5- The Bride was a Boy by Chii, a transfem creator!

The biographical tale of the author, Chii, from realizing she's trans to meeting her husband, all told through 4-koma stories! The adorable chibi art-style and light-heartedness of this manga is sure to warm anyone's hearts! It's great to see the story of a trans woman told in such an optimistic and happy way. Details like the pop-ups of information about LGBT and Trans issues to the game-board illustrating her transition journey really show how proud Chii is of her identity, as she should!

TW: None that I remember

6- My Brother's Husband by Gengoroh Tagame, a gay creator!

The #1 non-sexual Bara, made by the #1 bara author. Tagame may be more known for his NSFW works, but his first SFW serialization shows the experience he's gained through the decades working on manga, even winning multiple awards (-) . After single father Yaichi's estranged brother passed away, Yaichi gets visited by his Canadian husband, Mike. A beautiful and sweet story of dealing with loss and overcoming homophobia, ft the cutest little child character and a very healthy divorced couple!

TW: Nudity (Technically non-sexual, but Tagame is a bear and it shows), Grief and loss of a loved one

7- To Strip The Flesh by Oto Toda, a transmasc creator!

An anthology book of various stories by Toda. The first of which, To Strip the Flesh (Where the manga gets its namesake) is inspired by the author's experience with dysphoria and coming out as a trans men. Toda was the assistant of Tatsuki Fujimoto (Chainsaw Men) during the serialization of Fire Punch.

TWs: Gender Dysphoria, gore, mutilation (no blood shown), house invasion, nudity, hunting and skinning of animals, gunshot wound, mysoginy

8-Gay Fuuzoku no Mochigi-san - Sexuality Is Life - by Mochigi, a gay creator!

Originally published on Twitter, Mochigi tells of his experience running away from home and coming to work in the bustling Shinjuku Ni-Chome, Tokyo's gay neighborhood. Through his sex work and work in gay bars, Mochigi tells an authentic story of the ups and downs of the gay culture in Tokyo.

TWs: Though not visually graphic, it goes into a lot of details about gay sex work

9- Vassalord by Nanae Chrono, a transmasc creator!

Y'all aren't ready for the synopsis... ok so this cyborg vampire who works for the Vatican is frenemies with this fuckboy vampire. They fight then make up then kiss and break-up (YOU!). Together they go on missions set by the church. Extremely emo and edgy vampires, actually really great action, and all the charm of early 2000's BL, now with extra blood! Nanae Chromo came out on twitter as trans only recently, and many news sources including Anime List still lists him as Female unfortunately.

TW: Bloody fights, enough homoeroticism to make your teeth rot

10- X-Gender by Asuka Miyazaki, a X-gender creator!

Miyazaki (AFAB) realizes at age 33 that they not only are X-gender, but like woman as well! The relatable and awkward biographical story of the author's experiences and new discoveries about their identity and the community. The manga also takes the time to explain all the terms used in the LGBT community, making it very accessible to those out of the loop! Also, the art-style is very cute.

TW: Lots of talks about sex and gender, possibly other things as I have not read it yet

11- Why I Adopted my Husband by Yuta Yagi, a gay creator!

The cute auto biography of Yuta and Kyota, a gay couple who have been dating for almost 20 years. The manga talks about not only their relationship, but also what it's like to live as a gay couple in Japan, and the draws and benefits of adoption as a way to seek the same legal rights of straight couples.

TWs: None

• Final Word •

I made this list to celebrate all the brave people who are open about their identities, but I also wanna point out that there are incredible LGBT manga out there written by anonymous or even straight creators!

Happy pride month to everyone but specially all the people living in places where it's not safe to be openly LGBT, everyday that you breathe is an act of rebellion, and we should be proud of that!

Here's a quickie of some other LGBT manga that didn't make the list for some reason or another- hmu if u want more details on them or just wanna talk about lgbt manga in general!

[tinydefector]

knockout x transmasc reader ?

Kiss it better

Knockout x Male human

Wordcount: 1k

Warnings: mentioned top surgery.

Ask and request are open please read my rules on my pinned post

Masterlist

Knockout masterlist

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A hiss leaves the human man's lips as Knockout gently begins removing the wrapping from his chest. "Ow, ow!" He clenches his teeth as the dressing is removed and Knockout slowly begins cleaning and checking the still very fresh stitches. His touch is gentle yet precise as he wipes the dried blood and away as he checks the bruising, stitches and making sure nothing was infected.

"Your progress is looking quite promising, no infection, the stitches look decent," Knockout remarked, his voice warm and reassuring. "The healing process seems to be going smoothly, I'll do another check of them in a few cycles but for now it would be best if you let them air, we don't need you to get an infection from not letting your skin dry or breath." He states while Tossing the used materials away.

“Oh thank god, I hate this dressing, it keeps sticking to my skin and making it itchy." He huffs only to shiver as a metal servo touches his side. Despite how fresh the scars were, they were looking better than Knockout expected from human doctors. "Well, my dear, despite how Inferior your planets medical skills are, i have to say that the one who did your surgery is rather skilled, not as skilled as mwah, but it is hard to match my experience” Knockout cooed with a hint of smugness in his voice. "But alas, you are healing well and I don't need to hunt down some botch doctor." It gets an eye roll from the human, he tries not to smile at Knockout's smug remarks but a small smile does grace his lips.

" The itchy discomfort caused by the wrapping is a common side effect, that's the reason I'm not reapplying them for a little," Knockout assured, The young man's shiver at Knockout's touch did not go unnoticed by the mech, he took care to be as gentle as possible.

"It feels strange, like I'm so happy but it's strange how much lighter I feel" he hum. Knockout's optics flickered with amusement as he leaned down to meet the man's gaze. "Well, sweetspark, it seems the weight of the world has been lifted off your shoulders, quite literally," Knockout he chuckles at his own joke as he shoots them a wink. “that joke was horrid and you know it” his grumble, trying not to laugh due to it hurting when he did.

"I must say, you look quite stunning like this," Knockout complimented, his voice smooth and confident. "Had you not needed more recovery time I would ravish you here." His voice drops into a purr against his ear. “Now your just being a tease” he states While pushing Knockout back slightly, he knows if the bot didn't want to move he wouldn't have.

He leans his head against Knockout's shoulder plating. "Thank you, for helping me with the aftercare, it saves me having to see doctors I don't know, plus it's much nicer when I get to cuddle you" he mumbles as a sigh leaves him, Knockout's spark warmed at the young man's words, his optics softening. "It's my pleasure," Knockout replied, his voice gentle. As his digits traced soothing patterns along the young man's back, Knockout leans his chin to rest on his lover's head. “I'm just happy you're happy,” he hums. "You are in good servos with me, my dear. Who else has my skill and expertise outside of Ratchet" Knockout teases only for his tone to sombre out.

“I'd recommend leaving the drains in for a few more days and then I will remove them, make sure to clean wounds and re-dress it again. So no lifting things or doing anything that could open your stitches or cause any strain to your body” Knockout says with a stern voice. The young man smiles at Knockout as he does a little cross my heart motion. “I won't do anything to hurt myself or fuck up my recovery” he states.

He's gentle with moving his arm, slowly grabbing the front of Knockout's chassis pulling him closer. "Well doctor I think I deserve something for being such a good patient” he stated teasingly to the cybertronian.

Knockout chuckles in amusement as he leans down not far from his face. “Hmm is that so?” he arches a brow at his patient who only smiles up at him. "Well, well, it seems someone is feeling quite confident today," Knockout purrs as he

He leans in. “You get one kiss, and no more less you get ahead of yourself sweetspark” his voice tinged with a touch of charm as he pulled the young man closer and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, one hand slowly moving up Knockout's chassis as he leaned into the kiss. It's slow and sweet, neither of them pulling away, both just enjoy the closeness of each other.

As they both pulled back, a playful smirk tugged at Knockout's lips, his optics gleaming with a mix of delight and contentment. "Well, it seems you'll have to make it up to me once you've recovered, to my liking" Knockout hummed as he pressed his face into his little lover's shoulder, peppering a few more kisses before he pulled away.

“tease” he mumbles as Knockout turns away to grab a soft grown for his human to wrap himself in. “Yes, yes. I'm a tease because I want you fully recovered before I let you get into anything that could reopen your chest or by the all spark get them infected” he rumbled.

He leans back down as he wraps the robe around the human and presses one more soft kiss to his lips. With a playful glint in his optics, Knockout leaned in closer, his voice low and smooth. "I must say, you certainly have a way of getting a medic's attention. I look forward to you having fully recovered, my dear," His servos slowly run down his lover's side before he blows them a kiss before making his way out of the room. “Do not hurt yourself while I'm gone!” he calls back before disappearing.

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[hypnoneghoul]

Symbol on the Surface Chapter 8

WC: 1,6k

Relationship: SwissAlps

Tags: Transmasc Swiss, Pregnancy, Ghoul Nature, Threats of Violence, Mood Swings, Anger, Crying, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

“What’s with the both of you?” Dewdrop asks, but regrets it immediately when Swiss lets out a wrecked sob. “Shit–sorry.”

Notes: Tysm to @jimothybarnes for beta reading :3

Chapter 1 here or on AO3.

Read chapter 8 under the cut or on AO3.

Swiss is pleasantly surprised to notice that Mountain is becoming more and more clingy.

He’s hanging off of him all the time and while it wasn’t expected, Swiss is definitely not unhappy about it. Spending most of their days cuddling is, honestly, a dream come true for both of them.

Right now, the multi ghoul is reading a random book off of their shelf while his mate is laying down with his face in Swiss’ stomach. It’s warm and comfortable and if not for the book and Mountain’s mumbling Swiss would be long asleep.

“My…my kits are in there,” Mountain sighs—hypnotized—not really to himself, but not to Swiss either, as he caresses his bump.

“Our kits,” the multi ghoul chuckles, peeking over the pages.

“Our kits,” Mountain repeats proudly and his voice cracks. Swiss furrows his brows because it sounds like he's about to cry and, indeed, when the earth ghoul lifts his gaze to look at his mate there’s tears pooling in his eyes.

“Are you alright, sweetheart?”

“Yeah, sorry, I’m just–” he laughs, “I’m so fucking happy, my heart.”

Swiss grins. “Me, too.”

Both their purring is so loud there might as well be a helicopter in the room. They lay like that for a longer while, until Swiss—inevitably—has to pee. And then, considering he’s already up, he wants a snack, so the pair heads out.

They come across Dewdrop—having reemerged from the practice room with the same intention as Swiss and Mountain. Something…something is wrong, though.

The moment the fire ghoul comes within arm’s reach, something begins to stir in Mountain’s gut. Something sour and bubbly, like anger or annoyance, but so much worse.

He doesn’t even realize he has started growling.

“Mounty?” Swiss asks, but the earth ghoul can’t really hear him. He stares into Dewdrop’s eyes and waits for him to move and–

The fire ghoul takes a step back, but puts his hands up and Mountain snaps his teeth. Dewdrop is confused and, frankly, scared. He freezes, wanting his head to stay on his neck.

Mountain keeps growling, but then he feels Swiss squeezing his hand—hard—and suddenly he snaps out of it.

“Dude, what the–” Dewdrop starts, noticing the earth ghoul is back to…normal, but he can only hear his mate’s voice.

“Hey, are you alright?” he asks. “What was that?”

“I don’t–I don’t know,” Mountain chokes out. “S–sorry, I’ll–I gotta go.”

He doesn’t let Swiss stop him as he turns on his heel and all but runs away.

Dewdrop watches as he disappears with a shocked expression, very confused about what just happened. He turns to the multi ghoul to ask if he knows what it was about, but Swiss…Swiss is crying.

“What’s with the both of you?” Dewdrop asks, but regrets it immediately when Swiss lets out a wrecked sob. “Shit–sorry.”

“C’mere,” the fire ghoul says, opening his arms. He is very much out of his depth here, but he does his best to comfort the other. “It’s alright.”

Swiss is a little reluctant about accepting Dewdrop’s hug invitation, but when he does he melts, nearly making the smaller ghoul collapse under his weight. A few more pathetic sobs escape him as Dewdrop pats his back awkwardly.

“Why did–why did he run away?” Swiss cries. “Does he hate m–me?”

The fire ghoul sighs, “That is the stupidest theory I’ve ever heard. Stupider than the one about me being hung.”

His words succeed in making Swiss light up a little. He giggles before pulling away. “Sorry…you’re right. I don’t know why…why I reacted like this.”

“It’s alright. Probably…hormones, or shit.”

“Probably,” Swiss agrees. “I'll go back–back to our room, I guess. Thanks.”

Dewdrop pats him on the shoulder one more time and nods before turning to go about his day. The last few minutes really don’t feel real to him, but so is the fact that Swiss is pregnant—still—so he decides not to let it plague his mind as he returns to practicing.

In the meantime Mountain has reached the infirmary, having made a quick decision to consult Omega.

“I–I feel like I’m losing my mind,” he complains the moment he storms into the quintessence ghoul’s office, “Why do I suddenly want to rip everyone’s throats out?”

Omega perks up and instinctively scans the other for an injury before sighing with a small smile.

“Calm down, you’re okay. In the Pit when a ghoul is pregnant,” he starts explaining, “their mate becomes insanely protective and more possessive than usual because the pregnant one can’t…well, the not-pregnant one takes over the security for both, if that makes sense.”

“So…I’m going crazy because Swiss is in a vulnerable state and wouldn’t be able to protect himself very well in the Pit, so I’d have to?”

“Yeah, pretty much,” the quintessence ghoul chuckles. “Sorry, it’s not funny. You are actually…quite dangerous now, Mountain.”

“I don’t want to hurt anyone,” he mutters—quite sad about it, now.

“I will warn your pack, how about that?” the other offers. “Tell them to be cautious so you don’t have to worry about anyone putting themself at risk.”

“I don’t like this,” Mountain grumbles, “but yes…I think it’s–uh, a good idea.”

“I’ll do that,” Omega nods, “and you go back to your mate. Straight to your mate.”

“Thanks.” The earth ghoul salutes and turns on his heel. He is already getting antsy being away from Swiss and while he hates the fact that his instincts have such power over him, he’s glad they would make him fiercely protect his mate if anything were to happen.

Not that he wouldn’t protect the love of his life without these instincts, but the thing is that the ghoul’s are demons. If Swiss were to be attacked, Mountain would have no fear or doubts or reservations that a human being would. He would see red and destroy the attacker.

It’s good they’re Topside, and not in the Pits.

Still, the earth ghoul is very worried about accidentally hurting his pack and he hopes Omega’s warning will be effective.

When he gets back to the den and their room, Swiss is laying on their bed with his phone—clearly upset, with his jaw clenched. Mountain sighs, “Sorry I scared you.”

The multi ghoul takes a deep breath, but…ignores Mountain.

“Darling? Are you alright?” he asks, sitting on the edge of the bed. “I’m sorry for running away like that.”

Silence. 

“Can you talk to me?” Mountain all but begs, crawling closer. A muscle twitches in Swiss’ face and when he finally speaks to the earth ghoul…he’d rather he didn’t.

“You can’t just act like that and then run away!” Swiss lashes out, hitting Mountain on the shoulder. “What, you’re gonna run away when the kits pop out of me, too!?”

Mountain whines low in his throat with his ears drooping as he backs away. “I’m sorry…I didn’t know–”

“You didn’t know what!? That I’d be worried and confused and angry!?”

“I’m sorry, my heart,” the earth ghoul curls in on himself, boring eyes into the bed, “I got scared myself.”

“And decided it was a good idea to run away without a word?” Swiss spits, although if Mountain wouldn’t be so focused on how badly he upset his mate, he’d notice the multi ghoul’s voice is softening into something more…sad and wet.

“I’m sorry,” Mountain repeats. His mate doesn’t shoot back this time, but Mountain doesn’t dare speak or move. It’s actually a little while before he hears Swiss…sniffling. He lifts his head with his brows furrowed in confusion, worry and guilt. “Oh, my heart…”

Swiss is fully sobbing with one of Moutnain’s sweatshirts shoved against his face.

“I’m sorry, I–I don’t know why I got angry, I’m sorry, I didn’t–didn’t want to yell at you,” he chokes out, hiccuping. “I didn’t want t–to hit you.”

The earth ghoul doesn’t waste a second; he crawls up the bed and wraps his arms around him—another potential anger outburst be damned. It makes Swiss sob even harder; he shoves his face into his mate’s chest—smearing tears and snot on his shirt—and clings to him tightly.

“It’s okay, darling,” Mountain reassures, “everything’s alright.”

It takes another while for the multi ghoul to calm down. When he does and pulls away to look up at the other, his face is all wet and blotchy from crying.

“I’m sorry for yelling and hitting you,” he mumbles. “I love you.”

“And I’m sorry for scaring you and running away,” Mountain replies. “I love you, too.”

“What…what happened, though?” Swiss asks. “Where did you go?”

“Straight to Omega,” the other chuckles, “he said the fact that you’re pregnant makes me insanely and uncontrollably protective and possessive.”

“Oh…”

“Yeah. I don’t like it, but Omega promised to explain it to the pack and warn them to…be careful around me, I guess. Around us.”

“I’m sorry, my love,” the multi ghoul whispers.

“It’s alright,” Mountain counters, bringing Swiss closer into a proper cuddle. Not before wiping the snot off his face, though. “I don’t want to hurt anyone, but I’m glad it comes from my devotion to you.”

Swiss whines and hides his face. The earth ghoul giggles, “What? It’s true.”

“Sap,” Swiss mutters against Mountain’s stomach.

“Oh, yes. Yes, I am.”

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[padfootscoldleathers]

ladies, gents, bents, non-conformants!

welcome welcome one and all to me posting about my fic and welcome to my mailbox if you want to send me stuff you'd like to see in the fic (i will consider them even if they dont make it to the fic)

this is a band au for the marauders era BUT the original marauders are not the band. let me explain.

Band: Sirius, Peter, Marlene, Dorcas (no band name yet so shoot your shot if you want to)

the marauders era characters have a LOT of different roles here. Regulus and Pandora are dancers, Mary and Peter grew up together & met Remus in highschool in America and did music but now Mary and Remus are somewhat duo singers. (i made Remus southern you'll get why in the fic) Alice is kind of an enigma but we'll get to know her. I'll show you all her colours i promise. Evan manages Mary and Remus and has such a goofy big brother personality. MINERVA the queen that she is, is basically the band's mother/manager. fluffy black brothers!! oh, and andromeda is dead.

i know what you're thinking "where the fuck is james?? lily?? barty??" hehe WELL you're not gonna like this. lily is the villain here and not in a good way. it was a VERY toxic marylily and lily is the Casual girl (chappell roan) ANYWAAAY you're gonna see a LOT of that BUT she does have her redemption arc. i think. maybe.

barty broke up with sirius 2 months before the beginning of the fic (which starts on their american tour at the last couple concerts) they grew up together, its very bittersweet, might give you heartburn. AGAIN redemption arc, they do have a heart-to-heart.

and uhh james is a very happy very sudden very scandalous surprise

ch. 1

this fic in short is the band through their last leg of the american tour when mary flies out early and sirius asks her to join them for the rest of the tour and the european tour in a couple months. mary and sirius hold each other up through harsh breakups and slowly find new love. the marauders era do a lot of dumb shit make a lot of memories. exes come back and get dragged out, maybe-soulmates enter their lives and life happens all at once. but theyre still just kids and they have a lot of laughs

don't worry guys, every couple shall get their minute of fame

basically the journey (and reflective of a couple of characters) of their life together. they find love, they find FRIENDSHIP, they find beauty in the little things, they find laughter and peace and passion. this entire fic for me was to discover all the little things, the day to day things that makes life what it is: beautiful. it's filled with jokes and family and bittersweet memories. its those moments you want to remember when you're old in your rocking chair or young on a porch swing. its all the little bright places.

ships & sexualities (let me cook)

alice - aroace bi

peter - aroace bi

mary - bisexual

pandora - pansexual

remus - bisexual

sirius - the gayest man to ever gay

regulus - transmasc gay

james - demispec pansexual

dorcas - lesbian

marlene - demisexual lesbian

lily - "not a lesbian"

barty - aroallo, gay

evan - transmasc aceallo

mary x pandora = bitterhope/pandamary/ rosemary (my roman empire)

peter x alice = palice (most beautiful qpr to ever qpr in the marauders era)

sirius x remus = wolfstar

regulus x james = sunseeker

dorcas x marlene = dorlene (they need something cooler)

evan x barty = rosekiller (gonna happen eventually though i kinda just dunno how)

i'm going to post in snips on this blog until i figure out the ao3 tags etc. main blog: @morallyundefined

@moonyswarmsweaters @sspadfoot @thingthatoncewastruee @babygirlsteddie @probs-reading

@labyrinthhofmymind @percabeth-trash @drunktayloratthevmas @cheekyboybeth

@starving-marauder-lover @yourlocalbadgerscales @taleofapart-timepoet @mirrs-ball

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[warpcorp]

A SPACE ODYSSEY TUMBLR SIMULATOR

[FOR CONTEXT, the book mentions that the events of the Discovery have become a "classic" of sorts which implies there is a fandom in universe for the Discovery...]

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Happy 100 years since the Discovery Mission!

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can't believe it's been 100 years... it felt like just yesterday!

🎂 discovery-logs-outofcontext follow

rb with your favorite thing about the fandom. I'll go first. i found my best friend irl because I saw she was reading the Discovery Manuscript. She's a really big Hal fan and I love Sal a lot. We are hal & sal irl...

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i kin dated someone as frank/dave in middle school. It ended bad.

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LOL do you remember the Hal Plushie incident?

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The WHAT NOW?

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DO NOT TALK ABOUT THE HAL PLUSHIE.

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I CANNOT STAND HAL APOLOGISTS IM SORRY 💀 HE LITERALLY KILLED FOUR PEOPLE.

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Ofc its a frankdave shipper. Your fucking username IS FRANK DAVE ANAL SEX.

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Your fav has zero fucking lines in the book but ok 📸 ur literally a murderer apologist 😭😭

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GOD shut up its not a book theyre real people. Hal also like?? Was going thru fucking psychosis but ok then... did you read the second mission??

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You're a hal kinnie dni.

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Don't interact with op they've doxxed like seven people.

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BLOCKED 🤣

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Just updated my newest fic! It's a hal/dave/frank fic, has 15 chapters and is a post canon fix-it!

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GODDD THE HAL/SAL/CHANDRA INTERACTION IN THE NEWEST CHAP IS SO CUTE... OP I AM DYINGGG

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I AM A HUGE FAN OF YOUR ART... IM HAPPY YOU LIKE IT. YOU INSPIRED A LOT OF THE CHANDRA FAMILY MOMENTS 🩷

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CAN WE BE MUTUALS

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Happy anniversary to my bfs @frankk-pooole and @ hal-loween. Couldn't do it without you guys

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Omg you guys are relationship goals...

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THANK YOU <3

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we neeeed to do that double date sometime.

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YESS!! hal would also love it. Hes next to me btw.

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the monolith is SO UNDERRATED.

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🤝 I FELT THAT MY FAV IS LITERALLY TANYA NO ONE KNOWS HER AND MY RAREPAIR IS TANYA/HEYWOOD

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Mine is betty/helena... no one even KNOWS OF THEM. SAPPHIC SHIPS DESERVE SO MUCH BETTER??

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> My favorite is Sal. I wish people talked about her more.

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Petition to make the fandom less weird about the women in the book...

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IT ISNT A BOOK.

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my god... its full of stars... I THINK ABOUT THAT ENDING SO MUCH. FUCKKKKKKKKK.

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IN THE SEQUEL HE COMES BACK BUT LIKE AS A WEIRD GHOST...

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goddd wanna hear my headcanon ?? I hc he saved hal and they're living together as ghosts.

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Bro you're reaching so hard for that ending.

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LET ME DREAAAAAM

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Transmasc!David Bowman is real and in this essay...

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REAL... i know dave trust me.

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REALL. T4T4A or something

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Looking at the Discovery RPF tag is SO FUNNY. It's halman porn, davefrank angst, chandra found family and THEN THE MOST SOUL CRUSHING HELENA/BETTY POST CANON FIC EVER... going sooo insane

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Sorry we left your boyfriend in space... yea.. hes floating out there for eternity..

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They'd have a fucking heart attack.

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Didnt you block me?

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Wanna make out

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?????????

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HUH????

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HOW DID HE FIND THAT?

DOES HE READ DISCOVERY RPF..... NOOOO????

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You sweet summer child...

[trans-androgyne]

I know it's probably not especially helpful to constantly be apologizing for what my category does and it feeds into genuine internalized misogyny as I also continue to get blackpilled more and more on how few transfems I see trying to uplift transmascs, but man I'm so fucking sorry. It makes me feel sick too and I know my angst over it is different than yours but I care about this so much. Once a month or so I'll see a post about transmisogyny that I think is actually really good and even though it's a Problem I'll feel weirdly happy about getting to reblog something like that, and half the time it's still ruined investigating OP's blogs, reading the tags, or even just getting to the second paragraph. Especially bad was that post I related to so hard about identifying with negative caricatures that had "no cis (cough or tme) people should repost this you don't know what it's like".

Just genuinely from the bottom of my heart know that I love and care about you and other transmascs.

Thank you so, so, so much <3

I'm understand why you feel like this considering everything going on, but I do not consider these people in the exact same category as you just because you share a key demographic. I'll admit that I have gotten wary of trans woman and fem blogs discussing transmisogyny without explicitly being supportive of trans men and mascs; but that's its own category, not trans women and fems as a whole. I've spent a lot of my time apologizing for the actions or perceived actions of other transmascs I've never met, and I don't want to see any other group feel pressured to do that, even by themselves. Thank you for speaking out about trans radical feminism and being so thoroughly supportive, we appreciate you tons.

[heyitsspiders]

Lucifer x Transmasc! Reader - Falling for the Fallen Angel - Chapter 2

Just You and Me

Lucifer comes over more often, but this time it's only you two in the hotel.

Lucifer sure kept his word, he was there at least once a week. He always made sure to call Charlie in the morning and arrive later that evening to give you plenty of time to cook. Of course, that wasn’t the only reason, it was to let everyone know he’d be there so it's not a surprise. 

He’d come by and see how everything was going and chat with Charlie until dinner was ready. Then you’d seat him and he’d eat with everyone else, always making sure to give you some sort of indication that he enjoyed the food. It was nice to know the King of Hell enjoyed your cooking, and you couldn’t help your heart from fluttering every time he’d give you one of his silent compliments.

Today you were watching some show Angel recommended to you. It was another romance show that used any and every excuse to get the characters to fuck. It wasn’t your cup of tea but you wanted to watch at least a few episodes to see if it got better. Your mind kept wandering back to Lucifer. Sometimes he showed up without his overcoat, showing his pink and white gatsby vest and his white long-sleeved undershirt. He’d roll up the sleeves, showing off his dark forearms. You usually had to not look at him for too long. 

Wait.

Were you falling for Lucifer? No, no, you were just happy he liked the food. And that’s only important to you because he rules Hell. 

Yeah.

Totally. 

Charlie startled you out of your thoughts with a light touch on your shoulder.

“Oh, sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you,” She apologized with a hint of guilt present on her face.

“You’re good!” You reassure her. “Did you need something?”

“No, I just came to tell you that my dad will be around later. I told him me and Vaggie have a date tonight but he insisted on coming over anyways.”

“I’ll start preparing then!” You got up from the couch, turning off the TV. “Oh, and I hope you and Vaggie have fun.” 

Charlie smiled at you, “Okay, I’m going to get ready for tonight, good luck!” And with that she was off to her room.

As you walked you wondered why Lucifer would want to be here if Charlie wasn’t here. Wasn’t that the whole point of his visits? You shrugged it off, maybe he was helping around the hotel or doing something for Charlie. Either way, none of your business.

You entered the kitchen and got to work. Charlie had started to become more laid back with what you were to cook so you got to decide what you’d make for Lucifer. You’d had quite a hard week mentally, the realization of you being dead set in more and more with each passing day your headaches increased as you tried to remember what your life had been. You had a feeling you’d never know. You wanted to give up, no use thinking about now that you’re dead but it just wouldn’t leave your mind. 

You sighed and hoped Lucifer wouldn’t mind a simple dinner as you downed some painkillers and got to work. 

While you couldn’t remember a lot, you did regain the memory of you making yourself breakfast when you were sad or having a hard time. It was something that calmed you down and you needed that right now. You cracked some eggs, got some bacon and whipped up some dough until you had a pretty good dinner, or well, breakfast. You carefully organized the foods onto separate plates before carrying a few at a time to set on the table. You sighed contently, looking over at your work as you exited the dining room and went down the hall to the lobby.

Where was everyone?

You facepalmed. Everyone was gone. Alastor was out at an overlord meeting, Sir Pentious was out with his egg guys, Charlie and Vaggie were on the aforementioned date, and Angel Dust and Husk went to a bar. You gulped. That meant it’d just be you and-

Suddenly the doors opened and in walked the man of the hour. Lucifer smiled a toothy grin at you, “Hello!”

“Hello, Lucifer!” You replied, trying to give him a smile back but your heart was pounding in your ears.

“I heard it’s just us tonight, how exciting,” Lucifer said smoothly, as if it was nothing. “Here, have this.”

He handed you a.. Rubber duck? It had a little chef hat. 

“Take it as a thank you for all the delicious meals.”

“Oh, thank you!” You said as you looked back at him before focusing on the duck once more. You gently squeezed it and it squeaked in response. Adorable. 

You turned your focus back on Lucifer, “Come, I’ve made us dinner.” You said as you led the way to the dining room.

He followed, once you reached the door you held it open for him. You waited for him to move to his chair but instead he pulled a seat for you to sit in. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you eat, come, relax.” He said in a soothing voice. 

You didn’t typically eat when everyone else ate, you felt like it was rude. You accepted his invitation and sat down as he pushed in the chair. He sat in his normal spot, which you were now sitting beside. 

“Breakfast, huh? I think it’s a little late for that,” He joked before bringing a few pancakes to his plate followed by a few sausages. 

“I’m sorry it isn’t as grand as it normally is. I wanted to do something a little easier,” You explained sheepishly. Lacking on the job already.

“Oh? What, didn’t want to put in all the effort for little ol’ me?” He teased before taking a neat bite of his food. 

Your stomach felt like it was going to explode. “That’s not it, sir-”

He raised a hand and laughed, “I know, you’re okay. After all, it’s just the two of us. Any more food and it’d be a waste.”

You let out a sigh of relief as you took a few small portions of the dinner you prepared. Your hands were shaky as you took a bite, Lucifer’s gaze sliding over you. You swallowed hard.

“So, how has my daughter’s hotel been treating you?” Lucifer asked as he swallowed another bite.

“Good, the residents are cool and Charlie is so sweet,” You responded before eating more.

“I’d expect nothing less from my daughter,” He smiled.

You both fell into a comfortable silence, the only noise being the clinking of utensils to the plate as you two ate. Lucifer took a napkin and dabbed his mouth with it. 

“Another fantastic meal,” He said as he set his napkin down and looked at you.

Your heart could have exploded right then and there. “Thank you, Lucifer.” You mumbled quietly, scared if you talked too loudly your thoughts would run out.

He raised an eyebrow at your behavior before smiling, “Now,” he began as he stood up, pushing in his chair. “Everyone else has decided to leave the hotel, so why don’t we join them?”

You looked up at him. 

“Like, go out and… Do something?” You questioned. Was he serious?

“If you’d like!” He offered you his hand. “I’d like to put more of an effort into getting to know Charlie’s friends, and who better to start with than the one who creates the amazing meals.”

Yes, of course. Obviously. He was going to do this with everyone else. Now your heart needed to stop beating a million times a second. You took his hand and stood. Before you knew it he pulled you to him and through a portal. You blinked several times as you looked around. You weren’t in the hotel anymore, where were you?

Oh wait, you knew this place. This was the city! It’d been awhile since you’d been here, the crimson sky laid hauntingly in the sky as always. You looked at Lucifer, amusement in his eyes. 

“I don’t go out much, so I don’t really know what people do for fun,” He laughed awkwardly. “However, you can’t go wrong with buying things.”

Shopping? You pat your pockets frantically. “Shit, bring me back to the hotel, I don’t-”

Lucifer held up a hand, “Oh please, money is nothing to me. Don’t worry about it.” He leaned against his apple-topped cane, “Now, what place looks interesting to you?”

You felt guilty but looked around from where you stood. Then, it caught your eye. You pointed to it, a simple toy shop. Lucifer looked over at it before staring at you, yanking at his collar. 

“Oh-ho boy, uh, are you sure?”

You nodded, you needed more stuff for your room and you figured it’d have some interesting nick-nacks. Why was this such a weird thing? Was it because you were an adult? He seemed to be avoiding eye contact and you worried that you did something wrong but nonetheless you two made your way across the street. 

Lucifer did his best to keep his composure but as you two got closer, his facade was falling. He grabbed your arm as you pushed open the door.

“Look, uh, I’ll stay out here, just tell me how much money you need.” 

You blinked at him, “Uhm, okay? I’ll just come back out and tell you when I find something that looks neat.”

He let you go and you went inside.

You then came right back out, your face bright red.

“That is NOT what I wanted.”

Lucifer looked at you puzzled before bursting out laughing. “Oh my golly- You-” He tried to speak as he continued laughing at you. You buried your warm face in your hands, humiliation overwhelming you. 

After a while of embarrassment and Lucifer laughing at your mix-up, he finally calmed down. 

“Golly, I haven’t laughed that hard in a while,” he said with a chuckle, wiping a stray tear away from his eye. “Now, come, I can lead you to the place you were looking for.”

You awkwardly followed, your eyes never leaving the concrete side-walk. This was hell, of course it’d be a store full of sex toys. You really should have taken the name “Valentino Toys” and thought about it for more than a second. You were pretty sure Angel had mentioned his boss was Valentino, and considering what Angel Dust did for work you should have put two and two together. Either way, you followed Lucifer down a few streets before bumping into him as he stopped. 

“Ah sorry-” You mumbled as you looked over the store in front of you. 

“Here, you’ll have much better luck finding what you were looking for,” Lucifer teased as he opened the door for you. 

You walked inside and looked around, your eyes widening in awe. It was huge, several shelves stocked to the brim with figurines, stuffed animals, posters and other various small trinkets. It was like a little kid's dream.   

After at least an hour of vibrating from shelf to shelf, you finally grabbed a few things, a plush of your favorite animal and a few other things to put on your shelves. As you checked out and watched the total rise you felt intense guilt creep over you. Oh no. Did he think that you were using him? You’d have to make it up to him, you didn’t want to leech off of him. You grabbed your bags and gave Lucifer a good handful of apologies as the two of you walked out. You two continued to walk around the city, the crimson sky darkening and the lights turning on. It was strangely beautiful as the two of you walked. You both stopped at a park, resting on the park benches and falling into a comfortable silence as you watched the strange Hell fish swim in the pond. It was peaceful, which was strange considering you are literally in Hell. 

As the sky darkened further, exhaustion crept into your body. This was around the time you went to bed. You yawned, stretching. 

Lucifer looked over at you, “Time to leave?”

“Unfortunately,” you said with another yawn. You’d love to continue this hang out but you really needed to sleep. You still had to work.

He stood up and offered a hand, which you took and stood up. Once your feet were on the ground you were being pulled back to the hotel through a golden portal. You rubbed your eyes at the sudden bright lights of the interior.

“This was fun, hopefully we can do this again sometime,” he said with a smile.

You could feel the burning make its way back onto your face. You nodded, “Yeah, it was.”

“Look I’m really sorry-” You started but you were swiftly shut up by Lucifer pulling you into his embrace. 

You blinked in surprise before returning the hug, any guilt from earlier melting away in his arms. You didn’t want to let go as the scent of crisp honey apples drifted around you.

“You apologize too much, darling,” he said kindly, his smile soft as he pulled away.

You mourned the loss of his warmth as he walked away, “I’ll be seeing you soon.”

He turned to you once more, that pretty smile aimed for you as he disappeared. You walked back to your room and set down your bags before falling onto your bed, your face growing red as you recounted the day’s events. The faint scent of crisp honey apples stuck to your clothes. You breathed in the smell as you drifted to sleep, thoughts of the King of Hell dancing throughout your mind.

[themostsanebug]

hey hi i was planning on sharing this to dsaf confessions but since. that place is where drama DWELLS in the fandom i will not be doin so and instead keeping this on my blog teehee. so. WOE dsaf identity/ship hcs be upon ye!!!!

jack kennedy; sorry guys. i hit this fucker with the trans beam.... (transmasc agender) he/him pronouns. he is!!! also aroace!!!! romance neutral, sex favorable! he fucks but doesnt necessarily do it because he finds them hot. he also tried to date. several times and that didnt work. he dated dave and roger briefly and broke up with both of them. he still refuses to acknowledge hes not straight and in fact doesnt love anyone. yeah hes. autistic too.

dave miller; GENDERFLUID!!!! MASC-PRESENTING!!!! he fucks with mostly he/him pronouns but any work he could care less. terms and stuff of the like depend on what mood hes in. sometimes he likes to be called a girl and will be very happy if ya do so!!!! pansexual!!! personally think its for the best hes not polyamorous but. sorry chat get hit with my dave x roger propaganda but he loves that orange phone. in my eyes hes more chill after breaking up with jack!!!! he also doesnt like jack all too much anymore though..... doessss he see roger in a similar light to jack? just a lil.... roger being orange doesnt help. but hes not. AS obsessive. he also has!!! audhd!!! 2 me at least.

steven stevenson; t. transman... canonically gay so that remains!!!!! the same!!!!! he/it/fox pronouns in my heart. he just says he/him if you ask though. also. autism. hes autisitic. i see him with jake now..... my ass could not escape the liminalspace propaganda.... are most of these based on his askblog? yeah!!! do i care? no!!!

dee kennedy; cis female!!!! she is aroace and and in my heart bow uses she/bow pronouns because i said so. i COULD see her wanting a platonic relationship with another ghost kid though!!!!!! so mayhaps platonic attraction?

peter kennedy; transman. woah wonder how often thats gonna show up here!!!! he/him and he’s bicurious!!!! mainly because it makes sense to me. hes kissed a man before he got married.

harry fitzgerald; ttt. transman transman t- sorry. i cant restrain myself most of them are transmen. BUT!!!! he’s polyamorous and omnisexual with a masc-leaning preference!!!!! he/they pronouns!!!! yayay!!!!!! theyre dating. roger and and walt!!!!

jake wilson; giggles. guys you would NOT be able to guess this but hes trans too. shes just built different. WOE GENDERQUEER TRANSFEM JAKE BE UPON YE!!!!! she/he pronouns and and hes gay too!!!!! i heart breaking gender stereotypes with my headcanons. shes dating steven giggles.

roger jones; TRANSMASC BLURGENDER!!!!! is that me self projecting??? absolutely. he/it pronouns and and he’s bisexual and polyamorous!!!!! its also autistic.... he is dating harry and dave!!!!! yay!!!!!!!

walt grouse; cis male!!!!! woah i think hes like. the first on this list. any pronouns he doesnt give two shit call him whatever you want. he is!!!! also implaromantic/sexual!!!!! he gave up he couldnt find a label that fit him so that was his last resort. he is dating harry because rarepairs i love you rarepairs.

rebecca; cis female!!!! probably a straight ally!!! she/her pronouns but i can see her being fine with gender neutral terminology being used on her!!!! she is also not dating anyone!!!!!

henry miller; henrys just a guy. a dude. but also not? oddly enough, i agree with the interpretation that henry is gendervoid and that henry doesnt use pronouns but just henrys name!!!!! thank you chribs for that. also dont see henry being particularly romantic or sexual? so aroace in the sense that henry is romance and sex repulsed.

THATS ALL FEEL FREE TO THROW ROCKS AT ME.......

[madschiavelique]

so sorry if ur busy w requests and no rush at all but.. i am experiencing a drought of miguel and trans masc reader smut.., maybe something w doggy style and being so overstimulated that he has to hold you up in a chokehold 🫣 no pressure and your service is greatly appreciated

okidoki so I have never written about a trans character/reader before, and I really REALLY hope I did a proper thing here. (I tried my best and made a bit of research on how to write this because i would feel so bad if i ever offended anybody in the trans community, so please if there’s anything in this that you feel is offensive or misrepresenting, PLEASE tell me so that i can correct the mistake(s) in question)

summary : miguel fucking transmasc!reader to overstimulation

content warnings : SMUT (18+) minors dni, transmasc!reader x miguel, pnv sex, no use of Y/N, mentions of oral sex (reader receiving) here are the words i will be using for certain parts of the reader’s body (i considered that perhaps reader had had top surgery but not bottom surgery and takes T - testosterone) : for the top : chest, pects | for his bottom : clit, front hole word count : 587

tag list : @fandom-ash

status of my requests according to the date of this post : CLOSED (asks are open though)

Miguel knew that it hadn't always been easy for you to appreciate your body, and he didn't care what it looked like, because no matter what it looked like, he'd worship it, especially during sex.

You felt like one of those cis teenagers between junior high and high school who was horny all the time, and Miguel was more than happy to satisfy all your little needs. He'd been pleasuring you with your desires for almost two hours now, while overstimulating you with his, and you were getting increasingly sensitive.

Your elbows were pressed against the sheets, your hips raised as Miguel was pounding into your front hole. Your back was arched and his dick was hitting you in the spot that made your whole body tingle with pleasure.

"Look at you," he grunted as he lowered his torso to your back and brought his lips to your ear, the approach eliciting a long, pleading moan as he pressed even deeper into you. "I have such a beautiful boyfriend."

It was as if your whole body was tingling uncontrollably with every thrust of Miguel's inside you, as if your skin was a kind of cloud in which little flashes of lightning were all fighting together to crack first.

He rubbed your clit softly, he had noticed how it had swollen since you started taking T. The sounds your changing voice made were pure heaven. He was so eager for it to get bigger and to be able to give you proper blow-jobs, to be able to wrap his whole tongue around it while your hand was tangled in his hair.

Oh and how he loved kissing your chest, his fingers softly tracing your pects as he licked and kissed your skin. The way he felt your heart beating under your skin when he kissed you there made his cock twitch.

The changes in your body made your voice deeper, and he loved the sounds you made. His name, pronounced by your lips, changed colour in his mind, and all he wanted to do was make you repeat it over and over again to hear you speak.

But you had noticed in particular how much more powerful your orgasms had become, the sensations seeming to increase tenfold. In fact, you could already feel the next one coming, the heat filling your body and covering it in a layer of warmth.

"Miguel," you breathed with difficulty, "I'm gonna..." but you couldn't finish your sentence, all the sensations hitting you altogether making it impossible for you to think straight.

"Yes, say my name baby," he said, kissing your shoulders and back, giving you this contrasting caress of all the feelings that were mixing inside you.

"Miguel," you murmured breathlessly.

His thrusts grew even faster and more intense.

"Miguel..." you moaned as the knot in your stomach tightened.

The friction Miguel was applying to your clit accelerated as Miguel put his hand on your neck.

"Scream my name, querido," Miguel growled close to your ear as he pressed lightly on the sides of your neck.

The knot tightened, and in an instant, everything that was happening and stirring inside your body went white.

"Miguel!"

The orgasm came, and you felt as if you were being electrified, your voice going off the rails as your whole body vibrated. Miguel kissed your cheek as he slowed his pace inside you, caressing your neck gently as you shuddered, the sensations so powerful that you were overcome with emotion.

"You did so good, mi sol."

[punkeropercyjackson]

atla gaang hot takes

Aang is objectively the best male character in the franchise and the reason he gets so much hate is because of the violent racism against asians who aren't japanese,korean or chinese and therefore not 'aesthetic' or 'dream s/os'

Katara is neither a mom friend nor a snooty perfect prep nor a homohobic cishet girl.She's a victim of adultification and parentification,an autistic trans bisexy queen who likes her girls masc and her guys fem(Toph and Aang)and the definition of 'teenage anarchist' who only gets called a conformist because people erase her activism and direct action because she's a punk femme instead of a male edgelord and they think girls can only be rebels if it's to cater to men

Sokka is not stupid but a goofy goober and is the smartest character in the whole show and the only reason he gets called a himbo is tropeified racism.Also he owes Katara money for his treatment of her be so fr,he was a misogynist until he was 15 and she had to deal with him

Toph is a transmasc girl as seen by her getting overjoyed at her Ember Island Players sounding like a guy and it is SO unserious to pit her and Katara against eachother over Aang like they wouldn't all be a happy sapphic polycule(Aang is genderfluid tyvm)

While not her fault,Suki is easily the blandest Atla girl by a longshot and her popularity coming from Katara haters screams colorism from the Ba Sing Se rooftops.Also Zukki is not very good polyam rep unless it's tgirl Zuko,i could not care less about an mlm couple that stands on it's own with a girl slapped on but not really being part of the dynamic,MAKE HER A GIRLKISSER ABOUT IT!!!!

'Zuko was never evil' is factually incorrect and a very liberal take because it absolves him of responsibility that HE was the first person to hold himself accountable for by growing the fuck up and unlearning propaganda and giving the people he had privilege over reperations and it's not the writers fault y'all are fence sitters because of some dumbass crush over a guy who'd never even look in your general direction since you infantalize the shit out of him

And not technically Gaang members but they are in my heart so they get bonuses:Jet was more right than any yt boy you thirst after,Azula being so sexualized in canon is a result of the fetishization of underaged east asian girls,Mai is a lil angel compared to Zuko and you only demonize her because you can't accept unconventional women and Ty Lee is highly underrated and the best non-mc on the show-Autistic tgirl swag methinks

[anystalker707]

top surgery <3

Pairings: Frank Iero x [transmasc] Reader Word count: ~ 500 Genre: Drabble / Comfort / Fluff Summary: Sweet interactions between Frank and his boyfriend after the top surgery

requested by @sw33tsuccubus ["froggie you should totally write frank x transmasc reader who just got top surgery 😚 clingy frank whining about(...)"]

MASTERLIST

          Despite the way your mind was hazy and cloudy because of the meds that had been injected into your bloodstream ever since you got out of the surgery, you still felt that sick sensation in the bottom of your stomach. Not to mention that the bed wasn’t as comfy as your own, and the restraints on your chest kept digging into the skin the wrong way.

“Baby,” Frank whispered, making your eyes avert to him—the room spun under your gaze until you focused on Frank. “Do you want water? Something to eat?” He asked softly as he reached out, his hand stroking your cheek.

At first, only a soft groan escaped your lips. It took a while to process what he said.

“I’m fine,” you mumbled.

Frank nodded faintly, observing you for a while until he started pouting. “Fuck,” he groaned, “I’m so happy for you, but I really want to cuddle you.” He grabbed your hand that didn’t have any IV lines attached to it and kissed your knuckles.

A chuckle escaped your lips—it was weak. “You’ll be able to do it soon,” you said, squeezing his hand. “Once I recover, you’ll be able to lay your head on my chest while I’m shirtless, and I’ll also be able to swim shirtless, or even just walk shirtless around the house, and wear all those shirts I want to…” You trailed off, grinning as you started thinking about all of it. It felt like a weight was lifted off your shoulders. A sensation of freedom and comfort.

Frank gasped. “That’s true! Can’t wait for that to happen!” His mouth opened and closed a couple of times as he thought, not knowing what to say as he imagined everything that you talked about. “I’ll be there with you during all of those. I’m so excited for that, baby, wow…” He seemed cute with that dreamy air on his face, smiling and looking at you with such lovesick eyes.

You smiled, not finding the strength to even chuckle this time. “Yeah,” you whispered, giving his hand a squeeze. “Also, this makes me very excited for bottom surgery as well.”

Frank gasped. “Oh my God, yeah! I can’t wait for that as well! Damn, (y/n) with a cock…” He mumbled as he trailed off in thoughts, and you would’ve laughed if you could. All you could do was observe him with a wide grin, rolling your eyes. “Baby, that’ll be so nice,” he mumbled quietly. “I can’t wait for it.”

The way Frank knew how much it all meant to you and was happy because of it made your heart flutter. He was such a good boyfriend…

“Yeah,” you whispered, squeezing his hand a little more. You couldn’t stop grinning.

 ‿̩͙‿ ༺ ♰ ༻ ‿̩͙‿

[vashsmunch]

Being enough NSFW

Millions Knives x Transmasc! Reader (MINORS DNI!)

Synopsis: post trimax knives and you have some quality talk before fucking LMAO Warnings: 2.1k words, hurt/comfort (that's all i write), extremely subby knives, pre-op reader, body dysmorphia, self worth issues, plant pussy WOOO, overstimulation, dacryphilia, pretty bitch knives A/N: okay im ngl, i had a really hard time trying to figure out how to write this LMAO. it was initially a birthday gift for my friend but i had never written transmasc stuff before, so i struggled in how to make it not feel like just fem reader stuff. i think i did alright though! transmasc people deserve more love <3 i also kind of missed knives (bleh), and i enjoy the thought of post trimax him having a crushing amount of guilt. hope yall like it ^^

─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───  

“Nervous, huh?"

You blew into Nai's ear, and he flinched, leaning away from you. "Not... necessarily."

Sitting back on your heels, you cocked your head at him. He was lying, that much was clear. His eyes were purposely avoiding yours, and he was as stiff as a board. Sure, this was... new, but that didn't explain why he was acting so evasive. Did he not want this? Your fingers instinctively fiddled with the blankets on the bed you two were on, trying to ease your own nerves that were starting to stir up. Dark thoughts ran past your mind as the silence grew even more heavy. Maybe... no. You wouldn't start with that.

You hesitated before leaning forward to take his hand, making sure to not tighten your grip too much. Your voice was quiet as you murmured to him, trying to be calm for both of your sakes. "Hey, I know that this is your first time, but it's gonna be okay. You can back out anytime you want, and I promise I'll be slow. Unless.. there's something else you want to talk about?"

There was another long pause before Nai sighed heavily, turning his body to face yours but still looking down. He tightened his grip around your hand, and you noted that his own was trembling. "It's hard for me to explain."

"I'm smarter than you think. Try me."

His thumb pressed against the flesh of your knuckle, his leg starting to bounce a bit. "This is something I want, something I desire. That's not something I want you to doubt, nor is it something I've ever had second thoughts about," You breathed a quiet sigh of relief as he said this. At least it wasn't what you were dreading. "The issue lies more in whether... I deserve it."

Frowning, you leaned forward to put your face in front of his, your hand raised to cup his cheek. "Hey, hey, none of that. I wouldn't be here if you didn't, I don't fuck people just for shits and giggles, ya know."

Your joke made his lips curl into a tiny smile, but there was still something there that you knew he wasn't telling you about. Thumb brushing against his cheek, you gave him a soft kiss. "I'm not gonna do anything unless you're fully transparent with me. I don't want you to regret this. Please Nai, what's wrong?" 

"I just..." His voice quivered as he whispered against your lips. "Are you not frightened? Are you not aggrieved? The people I hurt... friends of yours that I may have killed... do you not mourn for them? Is this truly something that you want with me, of all people? I will never be able to take that away from you, no matter how many years go by or how many apologies I utter. There will always be the knowledge of knowing you're with a murderer, and I would rather you be happy than drag you down to the hell I've built myself."

A pang rang out in your heart as he finished, and you couldn't help but feel so utterly destroyed. Here you were, thinking he was having regrets about being with someone like you while he was still grieving the suffering his actions caused. You were quiet, trying to think of an appropriate response. 

Finally, you spoke up. "I'm not going to discount the lives of people who were hurt. But I won't ignore the hell you went through either. You were just a child when you saw Tesla, Nai, and people grieve in different ways. This doesn't excuse what you did, but I can understand. Please know I will never hold this against you, nor will I resent you for it. You're trying to repent, and that's what matters," You saw tears well up in his eyes and you gently wiped at them before continuing. "You deserve to feel loved as much as anyone else, and I do love you. I love you so much, Nai, that it aches every time I think of you. The way you treat me, and the softness I see in our interactions, I know you're doing your best. Let me love you, and I promise I'll do everything in my power to make you understand this. I know it's hard, but I'm asking you to trust me. Can you do that? For me?"

He finally met your gaze and salty streams started to flow down his cheeks as he nodded. You moved to hug him, and he clutched at you, crying silently. Rubbing his back, you continued to coo and assure him, your own eyes brimming with liquid. He truly was a tortured soul, and you couldn't blame him. Eventually, you pulled back a bit and smiled at him. "Now, are you going to let me fuck you or not?"

A soft chuckle left his lips as he closed the distance again, kissing you. You helped him remove his sweater and pants, having him lay down on the bed. As your fingers grazed down the length of his muscular stomach, he reached down to grasp your hand. You looked up at him quizzically and saw his cheeks flushed a faint pink. "I must warn you, dove. There might be a bit of shock when you see what's there. I'm not... normal. At least in terms of anatomy humans usually have."

"Do you have something I can eat out?" His mouth dropped open at the vulgarity of your question, and you couldn't help but laugh. "Then I'll be fine. I promise, Nai. If anything, I'll probably be fascinated. Strange genitals don't even compare to the fact that you can manifest literal knives." It wasn't like you had the place to judge, considering your own body. 

With that in mind, your fingers absentmindedly traced the dips of his stomach, wondering how to approach this next part. Eventually, you managed to speak up, voice cracking a bit as you looked down. "You're not the only one who's had doubts about this. But I have... for different reasons," Nai didn't say a word, making you rush to fill the empty air with explanation. "You know I'm not biologically male. We talked about it a bit before, but I never really went into detail; mostly because I didn't know how to continue with the topic. But it's made me wonder if you'd prefer to... I don't know. Be with someone who has the means to please you? In a way I just can't." 

You bit your lip, knowing it wasn't just about that. There were often times when you felt.. unfinished. Impure would be a better word. Especially when you were with someone like Nai, someone who literally embodied the definition of a fallen angel. He was beautiful in a way that was so inhuman, that it made you wonder if he was truly happy being with someone that happened to be far from the definition of perfect. At least in terms of standard bodily expectations. 

Nai's hand came to take you in his palm, tilting your head up to his gaze. His face was riddled with guilt, and it made your heart ache. It was your last wish to make him feel bad for anything, especially with your own foolish little worries. He came to press his forehead against yours, his words in a low whisper. "I've witnessed many things in my years of living. I've seen looks of distress and heard cries of horror, many of which were caused by my hand. There are few things that I would consider to be dear to me, as I thought I wasn't capable of feeling such things," A small smile graced his face as he thumbed at your cheek, trying to comfort you with sadness in his eyes. "But you... you are everything I don't deserve and something I refuse to lose. I've spent so long looking for something to fill the void that was left in my heart after witnessing the death of my sister. And I finally found it. I regret all I've done thus far, but I would do it again if it led me to you once more. Please believe me when I say you mean the world to me, and I've seen the world. Nothing could compare to the beauty you are."

You weren't going to cry. You weren't. Fuck you were crying.

Swiping furiously at your eyes, you laughed softly. "You really know how to make someone feel good about themselves, you know that?"

"I simply said what was in my heart. And you are my heart."

With a loud sniff, you looked back at him with a playfully agitated face. "Can I fuck you now or are we going to stay here and bawl our eyes out until dehydration?" He chuckled as a soft pink graced the tips of his ears, finally letting go of you. With a comforting squeeze of his hip, you waited for him to nod his consent before coming back down to his crotch and tugging down his underwear. 

...

Petals? You tilted your head a bit, examining closer. Yeah, petals. Reaching out hesitantly, you gently stroked the length of what seemed to be a flower twisted up on itself, and you heard him let out a quiet hiss. Soft-hued PLANT marks lined the length of his thighs and pelvis, his anatomy resembling a pussy more than what a guy usually had. If you remember correctly, the petals would be covering what was the pistil.  The more you touched him, little tendrils of what you would assume to be the stamens crept their way from the opening as the petals parted themselves. They wrapped around your wrist but made no move to stop you as you encouraged the petals to reveal more.

"H-hah... Wait...!" Nai cried out as you slid your fingers up and down the outside of his hole, lathering them in fluid. His eyes fluttered shut, his breathing becoming more and more labored. You looked up at him, encouraging him to stop you if needed, but all he offered was a pathetically submissive look through half-lidded eyes. Taking this as an incentive, you continued to explore him, growing increasingly curious about the swollen nub that sat prettily nestled between his folds. It must be the PLANT version of a clit.

You took the bud between your fingers and gave it a gentle pinch, and Nai bucked his hips up into your touch, whimpering. "S-sensitive!" There was something so salaciously intriguing about seeing the usually composed man become undone, so you continued. Rolling and caressing his clit whilst bringing your other hand to prod at his entrance before sinking a finger into him. He let out a soft whine as his body tensed up, pleasure visibly coursing throughout him as he came from the pressure alone. You coaxed him through it, pumping your finger in and out until he was writhing around and begging you to stop. 

Nai's voice was weak and strained, calling your name out in broken chants. You didn't though, knowing that if he truly wanted to, he could forcibly make you stop. Seeing as he didn't, you kept fucking him, eventually adding another finger whilst curling them against his puffy, slick walls. You felt around, paying attention to each arch of his back and twitch of his body, making sure to adjust your ministrations in turn. Tears started to build up in his eyes as he shamelessly humped your fingers, seeming to relish in the lewd wet sounds his cunt was making. He was so beautiful like this, it wasn't hard to believe he was a PLANT. Especially when his glyphs gradually appeared on his skin, pulsing with a soft light in time with each of his moans. He was ethereal in every sense in the world, and you were breaking him to his very core. 

Nai cried pathetic little pleas as you felt his walls clench around your fingers even tighter, growing close to his second high. "Please... please I- I can't-!" 

You hushed him, coming up to kiss him softly as you kept hitting all the places that had him melting into your touch. You rubbed harshly against his clit, your lip curling into a smile. "You can." He wailed, his hands scrambling to find something to clutch onto as he came again, his body spasming as his patterned skin glowed brighter, almost blinding you with the way they lit up the room.

Finally easing up, you gingerly pulled your hand away from his dripping hole, fascinated by the glittery cum that enveloped your fingers. You scissored your them open and closed, becoming acutely aware of Nai still recovering from his intense orgasm. His chest was collapsing in on itself, arm draped over his face as he panted hard. You gently pulled it away from his eyes, having him meet your gaze. A tilt of your head and a laugh left your lips as you caressed his cheek. "See? Not that bad, now was it?"

He spent a few long moments catching his breath before he smiled back weakly. "You'll be the death of me, dear." 

[voxofthevoid]

(also hi if this is like, weirdly personal or something feel free to ignore it, but i just wanted to say that as a freshly out trans guy who's still finding his footing that it makes my heart do ❗everytime you're open about being a dude in fandom/fanfic spaces. it might be the circles i run in but transmascs feel rarer to see than transfemmes and it's just. yeah. it's nice. especially from someone who i have very quickly come to see as inspirational as a writer. character limit save m

Character limit, let him go, let him speak—

My threshold for too personal is quite high, so no worries there!

And I'm genuinely so glad that makes your heart do a Thing because I remember having the exact same reaction when I was both...not quite aware I was a guy and also soon after I came out, online and IRL. We're rare in fandom spaces, at least in my experience, and it still makes me very happy when I run into other trans guys, you included ❤️

I'm also full-on heart-eyed about you finding my writing inspirational, holy fuck