#eve x ftm reader

[freyito]

9ꜱ, 2ʙ, ᴀ2, ᴀᴅᴀᴍ, & ᴇᴠᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ꜰᴛᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

so! self indulgent. way self indulgent. getting this outta my head before it drives me CRAZY!!!! i know mk is like my hyperfixation rn but, i really love love love drakengard and nier. and Nier: Automata was the first game I played of the series. OBVIOUSLY this is beyond canon divergent, but i was thinking... (aside from 2b and a2) these guys probably know transgenderism and stuff but like... how would they react when PRESENTED with that yknow yknow... ANYWAYS PLAY NIER AUTOMATA (AND REPLICANT), REAL GOOD GAMES

cw: sfw, fluff, implied romantic feelings (no relationship), SPOILERS, so so so beyond canon divergent, male reader, afab, not proofread.

9S

Nines is curious by nature. He's studied on humans and the human condition. Almost terrifyingly so. He's actually so so so interested in the fact that your trans. Not in a creepy way. Androids have no need to identify, really. And when they wish to be perceived differently, it's quite literally as simple as the switch of a button.

So, to not only be housing a human at the bunker, but one as interesting as you... boy, you are in for so many questions. So. Goddamn. Many. He's curious about your body- but don't take it in a perverted sense. Simply, what do the hormones do? How does your body balance it out? It's all sooooo sooooooo interesting.

He'll even ask if you could lift your shirt for him. He's so unaware of boundaries and proper etiquette, it hurts. But he simply wants to see the scars. Why? Dunno. It'll satisfy his curiosity. Maybe a little more! Nines just wants to know you more intimately. Yes, he knows allll about humans. But he doesn't know about you. He cannot hide it.

2B

2B keeps her distance about the topic. Out of respect, but also, she still prioritizes her mission over you. Unfortunately. Though, at the very edge of her mind, she has all sorts of questions. Mainly about how society would've treated you. Perhaps you are not of those times, but she is deeply aware of the prejudice of the past civilizations.

But, some days, she lurks by your room, too afraid to wander in. She is afraid of her own curiosity. You do not get to see her much, seeing as it is forbidden to bring you down to earths surface, in fear of losing the last human to exist. You are too precious. To her, yes. But to YoRHa, as well. She will not admit those feelings, however.

She does find her courage somewhere, simply asking how it feels. An odd question, from an Android as straightforward as her. But nonetheless, you indulge in her curiosity. And if you were to ask why she's asking? She'll brush it off. It is important to the mission. You are important to the mission. It is important that she understands.

A2

A2 does not care much for humanity. She shows barely any interest in you, even if the rumors of you spread like wildfire amongst the resistance and the machine network. She's lost her purpose, there's not much to care about, aside from her well-being. So why would she care for an interesting anomaly like you?

Why, she asks, when she finds herself seeking you out at the resistance camp. Locked away in a make-shift room while waiting for transport to the bunker. This is her last chance, she knows. She also knows it is dangerous, but she figures it'll be worth it. The last human remaining, something she had thought was long dead. A lie. That's really what she thought you were.

Yet, A2 is surprised to see that you are very very real, and the honest truth. It does not reignite her flame for her mission, but something within her swells. She simply stares at you, almost expectantly. She does not say a word. You can just barley see an ounce of curiosity and excitement behind that flat expression. And when you open your mouth to speak, she walks out of the room, and away. That is the last you saw of her.

Adam

Adam knows almost as much as Nines does. Maybe even more. He caught wind of your existence when one of the stubbies near SCREAMED across the network. He was quick to pick you up before the Androids did. He even created you a nice little room within the copied city. Something like home, no doubt. Or at least, a resemblance of it. He stays every present, not once does he leave you alone. He even stations a Biped by you that he can tap into.

He peppers you with questions on the daily, yet still keeps a maximum of thirty. He's logging your existence. He's actually worshipping it, really. Some sort of pseudo-god in a wasteland. He's so very respectful about his questions and knows when to lay-off, as much as his mind burns with questions.

At the end of the day, though, Adam's practically on his knees, begging to see just how your body has held up. He wants to see what testosterones done, he wants to see this marvelous thing called "top surgery", he wants to see it all. ONLY if you allow him too, of course. Regardless, you are stuck with him and his brother until his inevitable demise.

Eve

Eve was actually the first to find you once that stubby alerted the machine network of a human. Yet, before he could even touch you, his brother had whisked you away to the copied city. Only there did you get to meet Eve in full. He is a lot less contained than his brother, most days he spent leaning over your (uncomfy) bedside, asking you all sorts of questions. About how it feels to be human, what hurts more (like if he threw a block at you or a machine at you!), he is less so interested in your identity.

But when he connects the dots, oh boy. More questions. More and more as the days go by. When his brother isn't there, he's asking alllll about your anatomy. Why can't you switch it so easily like he could? Wait, that's a silly question, he knows the answer. Did you know in old civilizations you we-

Adam shuts Eve up real quick before his questions can border insulting. He means you no harm, and actually he feels kind of hurt if he insults you! He's just so damn curious and he has to know allll about you. For now, you are the second most important thing in his new life, something he would willingly go to this thing called hell- you know that place, right?- for you. And back!

© nervouzwreck, 2023 | masterlist | queue

[one-green-frog]

Could you maybe do Hobie x ftm!reader who got his period and has really bad cramps/is sick on his period??

I kinda have ideas for this too!! Hobie and reader were cuddled up on the couch in Hobie's canal boat, and they fall asleep. But, at ass o'clock in the morning, Hobie wakes up for whatever reason— but reader is gone. Then Hobie goes to look for him and finds him in the bathroom getting sick :(( Hobie helps him clean up and just comforts him for a while idk anymore?? Probably just a bunch of fluff from there on

P.S this is from the same anon who made the other hobie req:3 (I loved it btw thank youu🫶)

Soooo... I know it's been.. a while but here it is... I kinda hate it but it's been too long again. Been really stressed, i hope i will better myself. But thank you for requesting!!!

Period Pains

Hobie x ftm!reader

It had been a long day for both Y/N and Hobie, being Spiderman wasn't easy and working a stressful 9-5 shift, with some of the rudest customers at some shitty fast food chain also wasn't the greatest thrill in life. But luckily every shitty day comes to an end and that meant the greatest ever cuddle time at Hobie's boat. It was definitely the best time of the day, and the boat added some extra special feeling to it. It was better then coming home to a small apartment that cost way too much with little room the decorate. The small waves hitting the boat, softly swaying it left and right was also a massive bonus, but ultimately the best part was it's owner, who is currently occupied with cuddling his lover on the couch.

A long day always ended like this. No talking, no TV, just them holding each other softly, letting go of all the stress. The swaying of the boat slowly coaxed them down the road of slumber.

It was a peacful night until Hobie's boyfriend-instincts awoke him from the amazing dream he had. Confused, Hobie looked around, hands reaching everywhere to feel for Y/N, until he noticed light in the bathroom, and after fully shaking of his sleep, he also heard the unmistakable sound of sobbing. He quickly made his way to the bathroom, before knocking on the door and slowly entering. Y/N looked up to him, tears in his eyes, hunched over the toilet, shaking from pain caused by, what he only could assume was his period.

Periods were always the worst for Y/N not only because it was a reminder that he was born in the wrong body, but they were also extremely painful, debilitating, so severe that he had to spend most of his time in the bathroom, drowning in pain medication and hot-water bottles.

Thankfully Y/N could count on Hobie to be by his side the entire time, hardly ever leaving his boat, sometimes even neglecting his spider-man duties to make sure his Lover was taken care of. No matter how small of an ask Hobie would be there, be it cooking lunch and delivering it to Y/N in the bathroom or holding him when the cramps were just a bit too much.

Hobie immediately knelt down next to him, rubbing his back in an attempt to comfort him

"You want me to get you something, love?" Hobie asked, voice soft as to not cause a headache too.

Y/N could only shake his head, the pain too immense to even try to talk and his throat hoars from throwing up.

It wasn't uncommon for them to spent hours in the bathroom whenever Y/N's period hit, no, it's quite obvious that both of them wouldn't get to sleep anytime soon, and while Y/N often felt bad for making Hobie stay up and take care of him, his boyfriend was always quick to reassure him that it's not a chore, and he would rather be by his side when he's suffering and try to reduce the pain. After all, Y/N would do the same, he already spends hours upon hours flicking him together after Spider-man had a rough fight

Hobie stayed there right next to his boyfriend and while he could hardly do anything to relive the pain, the comfortinghand on Y/N back did more than enough. Hours passed, by now the sun was up, and luckily the pain subsided, but it left Y/N drained of any energy, even breathing was hard, after all, he just spend the whole night throwing up and crying, not to mention the pain coursing through his body.

Hobie slowly brought his arms around Y/N lifted hin up and slwoly carried him to the couch to finally rest. After laying him down, Hobie gathered the blanket that laid on the floor, before slowly laying down next to his boyfriend and covering both of them with the blanket.

I kinda have been really hating my life for a while, it's just stress with family and school, i don't really have much time for writing rn, but i hope I'll manage

[ya-zz]

REQUESTS

These are requested by you, anons and non anons. I try to get these to be between 1-2k words so it's fair.

I'll write pretty much anything as long as it's not incest, underage NSFW, bodily fluid kinks.

Please keep in mind that I do work full time so I will do my best to get these done as soon as I am able to.

!!!THE RED MEANS IT'S NSFW!!! ORANGE IS MILD NSFW

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NOTES

I wanna thank those who have requested. It has been such a pleasure to write for you!

[writing-for-the-gays]

helloo!! i would like to request evan/habit x fat/plus size ftm reader. smut if thats ok :3c

can be headcanons or a drabble or anything else, i don't really mind ^_^

head canon + drabble/one shot yahoo

Oh, deer!

Warnings+tags: smut, Evan being a bit of a chaser, my own fat kink getting in the way, uh, whoops(?)Vinny being a victim of walking into shenanigans. You squirt in this and Evan drinks it like water.

Evan gonna be making a different one for habit bc they are two separate entities sharing a twunk body.

Evan: (Evan is deer coded 👍)

- He's tender but not soft, sentimental too.

- don't get me wrong, he'd never hurt you! (Unless you asked, "politely, like a good boy.") but he's not going to treat you like you're going to break with the slightest touch.

-he'll grab you with rough calloused hands and slam you on his dick with you begging for more, while telling you about how good you're being for him, and how much he loves you.

- he loves grabbing your tummy and watching the way it moves under his hands. I can't describe how Into your tummy he is.

- like, good luck with trying to get anything done when he's coming up from behind to slip his hands under your shirt to grab your belly.

- u know the fold in-between your hips and chest? He uses those as handles when he's fucking you, sorry.

-he also loves grabbing your chest , sometimes not even in a horny way, just kinda resting his hands there while y'all cuddle.

- he likes running his fingers through your chest hair too.

-ok he just loves your body, he can't keep his hands off you. He'll grab at anything he can, your ass, hips, love handles, boobs, ECT. He's a very handsy guy. He just wants to feel you.

- total munch, he sucks your T-dick so hard your thighs quiver and you're basically sobbing.

- he loves t-guy pussy, just can't get enough of it. Sucks your t-dick like a binki

- "Evan can you please suck my di-"

-"SIR YES SIR 🫡🇺🇸🦅"

- he loves it when you ride his face too, will literally beg for it. You'll try to pull away to give him air and he grabs your thighs to pull you back onto his face.

- by the time you can actually pull off his face is literally glistening, and you get so embarrassed and he just laughs in that kinda drunk dizzy way (he totally gets hole drunk).

- low-key an exhibitionist. King's fucking you in his car in-between shoots for EMH 🩷 teasing you Abt getting caught. Which has happened. (Vinny always texts you two before walking back to the car to make sure you're decent, he didn't before.)

- He loves edging! Don't ask me why I just KNOW!

- he's obsessed with your body hair. Once you went swimming with the crew and you had a binder and swim trunks on and your happy trail was on full display and he fucked you against the side of the car so hard you had a limp for the rest of the day.

Smut

Evans hands gripped your thighs digging his fingers into the soft fat, his tongue circling your T-dick as he hollowed his cheeks and sucked slightly.

He peers up and over your belly as your head lolls back. He pulls away and you stiffen, letting out a keen from the back of your throat. Evans face is covered in slick, which glistens under dim lights.

You lazily roll your head forward to look at him, his face tucked in-between plush hairy thighs. "Ev- Ev, please i... I need you suck my dick Please- pleaseplease-!"

Before your begging could get any louder he dove back in, sloppily bobbing his head on your t-dick, while alternating between gulping down your slickness and giving you the best fucking head of your life.

Your climax comes fast and hard this time, surprising you and Evan. Your face scrunches up and you tense like the string of a bow, letting out a deep wanton groan. You grip his hair and pull him against your t-dick, his nose nestled in your pubes drinking up your squirt like it's his life source.

His eyes are half lidded and dark. He works you through your orgasm lavishing in the way your thighs clench around his head and jiggle with every jolt of post orgasm pleasure.

He runs his hands up and down your belly, lightly pushing and prodding like a kitten finding milk, enjoying the softness and warmth beneath his fingers.

As you come back down from your high you can feel his fingers trace patterns in your skin. "Pretty boy, you're back." He says softly, a smile gracing his wet face "I hope you're ready for another round."

[mr-celestial-writings]

INTRODUCTION

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NAME: Celestial, Cele, Ace.

AGE: 20 Years Old GENDER: Transgender Male PRONOUNS: He/Him SEXUALITY: Homosexual DNI/DNF: <16+, Homophobic, Transphobic, Bigoted in Genera, Blank Blog, AI "Art" Supporter.

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Asks: Open! Requests: Open!

Howdy! My Name Is Celestial! I am a Fanfiction writer and artist with a variety of interests! I am Disabled, and have ADHD.

I Mainly Write: FTM, MALE, GN READERS.

Fem Readers, you are all welcomed in and allowed to interact and request! Just please keep in mind that I personally do not write Female Readers! And Please, Do Not Fetishized Me, The Content I Make, My Gender Identity, Or My Sexuality.

I am Still a human being behind this screen. Treat me like one.

Writing is my Coping Mechanism. It's how I deal with things in my past, and in my present. Art falls in the same vain.

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TAGS

#celestials writings: Everything writing related. Headcannons, fics, drabbles, even things unrelated to fandom that I can still relate to writing.

#celestials rambles: Everything unrelated to writing in any shape or form. This tag has the most variety. You can expect minor updates, to me rambling about the weather, to me adding onto reblogs.

#celestials asks: Me answering asks. That's it. That's what this tag will be used for.

#celestials art: My art. Sona, Fanart, whatever art. It will be found here.

#celestials reblogs: My reblogs. Whatever it may be. Even if I add nothing onto it.

#celestials recs: Things I recommend. Songs, Shows, Books, fics, whatever! Even if I don't write for them, I will recommend them because I think somebody will like them.

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BOUNDARIES!

Nothing Here is Negotiable. These are in place for my comfort. I have every right to turn down a request and/or block you if you violate any of these. You will also be guided here for every question about my boundaries.

General Boundaries:

I wish to remain Anonymous. I will share very limited information about my life.

I do take recommendations for Fandoms, Shows, Fics, and Accounts you think I should check out. Pressure me to write for/about your rec, and I will put it on a blacklist.

I am always up for making friends! But if you wish to DM me, please be 18+. If you lie About Your Age, I will block you.

Have your Pronouns/Age either in your bio, or some kind of introduction post. If I find that you lie about your age, I will block you.

Do not involve me in the canceling of somebody. Unless that person did something absolutely horrendous and illegal, and you have solid proof, keep me out of drama.

As Mentioned early, Art and Writing are how I cope with life. If I feel pressured or overly stressed, I will stop.

What I Will Write:

Smut (Will Be Marked 18+)

MLM

AUs

Songfics

Headcannons

Angst (Proper Trigger Warnings Will Be Applied)

Platonic Relationships

Yandere (Proper Trigger Warning Will Be Applied)

Multiple Characters.

What I Will NOT Write:

Romance for Characters Under The Age of 16

Incest

Rape

Scat

Characters Under The Age of 13 (In General)

Female Readers. (Platonic Or Romantic, I will just not write a female reader)

Adult Character x Minor Reader

Age Play.

Fetishizing of: Mental Illness, Suicide, Self Harm, Gender, Sexuality, Race.

Loli/Shota

Boundaries are free to change, and be updated. So Please keep an eye on these.

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MASTERLIST:

See how I made you read my boundaries before I let you get here? That's not changing. Here all all my Masterlists. This is also free to Change.

If you have a request, stick to the characters on these lists.

DC Masterlist

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Persona Masterlist

Gravity Falls Masterlist

Call Of Duty Masterlist

Marvel Masterlist

Fallout Master

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That's about it. Thanks for reading! Everything here is open to change. So Keep an eye on this!

Mr. Celestial.

[mattey-stu]

Ftm!Ronnieaintavampire x male!reader

I wrote this on new years eve n i was horny asf so excuse the bad writing PLEASE

BTW THIS IS SMUT WITHOUT PLOT

As Ronnie was sucking [Name]'s cock, swirling his tongue around it, trying to take it deep down in his throath..[Name] was talking to him. He just liked to do that sometimes. It was new years eve and Ronnie has been fuckin & suckin him all night.

"Baby, youve been fucking me for hours without any breaks. The fuck is going on?Are you on your period?"

"No, [Name]."

Ronnie said with half a cock in his mouth.

"I just- im so horny..The way you touched me and looked at me at [Friend name]'s house..It was so fucking hot."

He said, his british accent clinking just right trough.

"Well, cant say youre wrong there. And the pictures i took of you in bed yesterday..Right before i fucked you dumb like i always do. Yknow.I fucking love when youre shirtless. Especially in the morning. And the way you were looking at me while i was holding your face..So fucking hot, baby."

*Ronnie stopped sucking for a moment.*

"Do you really think i was hot?"

"I always think youre hot. Besides, youre fucking beautiful. No wonder why you get blowjob requests all day."

*[Name] chuckled at his own joke.*

"Oh, [nickname]..Can you atleast rail me?My pussys drenching in wetness."

"Of course i can, Rons.I should fuck that stupid mutt ass of yours too."

"Oh yes you fucking should. You should cum inside me. Breed me."

"Oh i fucking will. Ill spill my hot seed inside you and get you pregnant, baby. Full of my babies."

Ronnie finally sat on Matts dick, facing him.

"Youre so fucking pretty. Now bounce on my cock like the good boy you are."

If Ronnies uncomfortable with these kind of posts i'll take it off

[bonniebird]

Esme Cullen x Ftm!Reader

Requested by @zoomdeathknight

December event

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You dawdled behind Esme and Carlisle as they led the way through the woods. It was snowy and cold which didn’t bother you as much as the slippery ground. 

Every now and then you would slip and they would glance back and call out to see if you were ok. It had been their idea to go on a nice walk and meet everyone back at the house as everyone was busy with their holiday plans and would be arriving home on Christmas eve. You’d said that sounded like a good idea, thinking that they would go without you and you could get in a good half an hour's nap. But they had intended for you to have a holiday activity and now you were halfway back down the mountain.

As you got close to the house you slipped and landed on your front in the snow. There was a yelp and a muffled cry. Then snow. You’d slipped so fast that neither Esme nor Carsile had managed to catch you.

“I can hear you both laughing.” You grumbled as you sat up and rubbed the snow from your face. 

“Why don’t you go on ahead. Get something warm and dry sorted for (Y/N).” Esme said as she hung back to help you up. She dusted the snow off you and held out her arm for you to take as she led the way to the house.

“You’re not hurt are you?” She asked. “No.” You mumbled. As soon as you got up the steps and into the house you kicked off your winter boots and stomped your way to your room.

“What’s wrong with (Y/N)?” Emmett asked as he went to eagerly greet you when you passed him and Rosalie in the hall, having just come into the house. You could see that someone else had pulled up on the drive.

"(Y/N) fell over in the snow and now they’re grumpy because they’re cold and wet." Esme said. You heard them talking as you went up to your room to change out of your clothes into dry ones. You spotted an outfit laid out on your desk. Alice. You thought to yourself. Once changed you flopped down on your bed and sighed.

“(Y/N)?” Esme called as she knocked on your door. “Are you alright? I… you haven’t come down… We’re sorry for laughing when you fell. We’re very glad you weren’t hurt.” She was checking on you. Worried she hurt your feelings. Although knowing Esme she might just be fretting.

“I’m ok.” You muttered and smiled at her when you opened the door. She looked rather pleased as if she really had been worried.

“Well. When you’re ready why don’t you come down.” She said kindly and gave another smile. You heisted for a moment before following her down. She put an arm around you as you walked to the living room where everyone had gathered.

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[l1tw1ck]

The Deep End

You convince Aether to join the Abyss

FTM!Aether x Top!AbyssHerald!Reader

Series: Size Differences | Kinktober

Contains: Non-Con, Size Difference, Corruption/Mind Break, Belly Bulge, Virginity Loss (Blood)

Words: 736 | Reader Discretion is Advised

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"Lumine!" Aether yells, watching as his twin leaves through a portal.

"I'll take care of him, princess." You say, blocking Aether from entering the portal.

"Please! I need to see her!" Aether pleads.

"You will when you decide to join the Abyss Order." You reply.

"But the Abyss Order is evil!"

"Then I'll make you want to join us." You push Aether to the floor and rip his clothes off.

"Hey!" Aether tries to fight back. You turn him around and create hydro cuffs around Aether's wrists, preventing him from moving his hands. You flip them over onto their stomach and lift their ass up.

You finger Aether and play around with his dicklit, effectively making them wet. Even though it was against their will.

"Please stop!" They thrash around desperately.

You ignore him and pull your dick out. You put your hand on Aether's waist, you could crush him if you squeezed hard enough.

You push your dick into Aether's wet pussy, completely ignoring their desperate movements of protest. "You're so tight...fuck, are you a virgin?" You bite your lip. You push further in, forcing yourself through his hymen and causing him to bleed.

Aether screams, tears falling down. "St- stop!" They can't handle the stretch nor your size.

"Don't worry my future prince. Soon you'll be begging for more." You begin moving, both hands practically enveloping his waist.

Future prince? Aether couldn't imagine that at all. They could never think of themself as someone who would become a part of the Abyss Order, let alone become their prince.

"Mm-" You thrust into Aether at the perfect pace, slowly unraveling them into a pile of pure pleasure.

"Please.." Tears fall from Aether's eyes. He doesn't want to give in.

"Don't cry." You turn Aether's head to look at you. "Just let it happen, you'll feel better." You let go of him and fuck him harder.

Aether cries harder, moaning like a whore while he begs you to stop.

"You like it, don't you?" You smirk, spanking them.

"Nn- no~!" Aether sobs, clenching around your thick cock. Their body continues to betray them, it's begging for more while they're praying you stop.

"You're not good at hiding it." You laugh at him, your voice making Aether shiver. "You can admit it, you like getting fucked by me, Aether."

"I do- don't~! St- stop~! Aah~!" He keeps resisting even though deep down, he wants more.

You pull his braid, forcing his head up from the ground and away from his puddle of tears. "You must have a lot of pride, blondie, most stop pretending at this point."

"M' nnh- not pr- pretend~ pretending~!"

You pull Aether to your chest by his hair, your head resting on his shoulder. "I doubt it." Your free hand touches their exposed stomach, a clear bulge poking through. "See how full you are? You're so small but everything fits, it's like you were made for me."

Aether moans, feeling even more of you in this new position. You hold his small waist in your hand and slam into them harder, one particular thrust has them coming with a loud cry. "Fuh~ fuck~!" Their walls spasm around your dick, an intense feeling of pleasure running through their veins.

"Enjoying yourself now?" You smirk, groaning at how good he feels.

Aether gives up on resisting and nods. "I- I like it~"

"Like what?" You tease.

"Li- like geh- getting fuh~ fucked~ by yo- you~" They moan like a slut. "So- so good~ lik- like it so~ much~"

"Yeah? You like getting stretched open by me?" You release their hands from your hydro cuffs, clearly no reason for them anymore.

"Ye- yes~! Co- cock~ soo big~!" He rolls his eyes back, grinning stupidly and pressing down on his stomach. "Wa- wanna be yo- your prince~! Wan- wanna be fuc- fucked ev- uhh~ everyday~!"

"Whatever you wish, your highness." You keep your movements steady as you reach your peak, thick globs of cum filling Aether whole and in turn making him orgasm. You stop and give your prince the chance to breathe.

Aether twitches in your hold, looking down as your cum drifts down your shaft and mixes with their blood, creating a thick pinkish fluid. They feel their stomach getting inflated by your spend. "So full.." They murmur.

"You're royalty now." Your hand envelops his, a soft blush growing on the smaller male's cheeks.

[camileeon]

Hi! I have a fic idea!

Camilo x FTM reader

Reader is having a rough day with trans phones telling him he’s not a real boy, and just rude stuff. But Dolores overhears and tells Camilo what happens and he comforts us and reassures us?

Don’t feel pressured, only do it if you wanna/comfortable doing it! (P.S. Love your work, keep doin you!)

EDEN OF WILD FLOWERS

🍵- “they'll never love you like i can.”

🦋- FTM Reader x Camilo Madrigal

🍊- i could've done better with this one but i guess it's fine :') just a something for comfort for awhile >:) im also sorry because i did not proof read this, please point it out if you do notice something wrong :)) thank you! Please enjoy^^ (i also may or may not take a few days off for a break because i need time to think again for some fics and yes fr this time :>) @eyuunho

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“you're not a real boy! And you will never be one. You're not worth anyone's time.”

Hearing them cackle out teasing laughter rung in his ears and felt a pang in his heart, He was already having such a worse day and this too came to view. Why won't anything leave him alone today?

From toppling over a cart and spilling a few messes while fulfilling a few errands, Y/n was a little off and didn't feel too well that day so everything seemed to crumble and fall apart as soon as something were to be held under his grasp. It's as if lady luck or rather the world wasn't on his side that day it were to drive him insane at some point, but all the rude things that seemed to never get out of his head were his last and final straw.

It was so tiring just to hear other people yip yapping like stray dogs about how he'll never be a real boy and that he was a fake as well as being called names just drained the life out of him. Y/n didn't get to respond back at them, just eventually letting time run it's course, pleading that the day would end on a good not somehow.

Fortunately as encanto has it's frolics here and there, someone had heard his silent plea of help and had witnessed the whole situation by ear, none other being Dolores herself. She couldn't comprehend how excruciatingly irksome a few town's people were to someone who minded their own business but continued to poke their presence into other people's lives. The super hearing madrigal had rushed to find the shapeshifter doing his chores around casita, wanting to make sure y/n was alright

“Hermano, A few idiots have been messing with y/n and i don't they've been having a good day so far..” She says to the shapeshifter who almost dropped a dish he held in his hands, a worried expression claiming his face and rushed out of casita in less than a minute. Literally dropping everything so that he could get to him

“Cover for me hermana! I'll make it up to Mama later!”

He shouted out to his sister before putting his focus once more back in finding y/n, all his worried thoughts and questions just seemed to consume his head as every second went by.. If he was Y/n where wpuldbhe go in this situation, fortunately he remembered. There had been a stranded yard which fled with wild flowers and plants that had been untamed, never having the proper care for the lovely eden. Camilo remembered taking him there and Y/n absolutely loved it, locating it behind most of the forsaken townhouses and knew he'd most likely be there to clear his head.

His heart strummed a sad harmony as stinging tears rolled down his face with a sigh, overthinking about what he had done wrong to deserve any of this. Sitting down on a worn out bench as he admired all the overgrown flowers and vines that surrounded him and most of the miscellanious objects that had been thrown away, similar to how he had felt at that moment, useless and wasn't in place. Camilo found Y/n with his head in his hands, literally feeling his heart break at the tired sight of his significant other.

“I heard about what happened.. you know they're wrong amor..” He assured, taking a seat beside the other.

“I know.. but i feel so.. out of place. Do i even belong here..?” Y/n replied, fumbling with his fingers. Camilo slowly leaned forward to take his hands in his, making him look into his eyes.

“Yes you do belong here, you're worth everything i could ever think of. don't let anyone tell you who you're supposed to be, you're you for a reason after all.” He says, intertwining his fingers with y/n's as he continued.

“And if other people can't accept you for being who you are, that's their problem. I fell in love with you for being you. I would say the words i love you a billion times even if i have to or walk miles just to get to you. if i can't say it, I'd show it and I'm sure i already am.” His eyes lit up brightly as he spoke, taking him in a warm secure embrace. Their hearts synched beat by beat.

“They'll never love you like i can.”

TAGLIST:

@destinydrawssometimes

@camilolovesroxiie

@i-more-need-books

@aphrodicts-imagination

@s1mpystuff

@dai-tsukki-desu

@pepasfavorite

@kaxiaowow

@azrielxx

@l-e-m-o-n-g-a-y

@astroddon

@try-cry-why-try

@lolalee24

[jodfics]

Socks?

FTM Reader x Bucky Barnes

Timeline: None / A little AU

Rating: SFW

Prompt: Reader joined the gym and fell in love

A/N: If you don't like this because you're piece of shit and Reader is FTM, fuck you. If you don't like it because you don't - then that's cool, thanks for coming by! If you don't like it because I'm not FTM and am simply doing my best to give a representation - Come educate me please and thank you!! I want this to be right!

MasterList

Bucky threw his arm around Y/N's shoulders as they watched a movie to settle down for the evening. Y/N smiled and turned his head to receive the kiss he knew was waiting for him; Bucky was far from subtle when it came to staring a hole into someone. The small kiss turned into a little more, Bucky's perfect mouth making Y/N melt until he parted his lips and moaned quietly as the man explored him. A vibranium hand caressing his side, over his clothing, whilst the other cradled the back of his head. "Buck..." Y/N breathed his name, his eyes had slid shut, and he tilted his head as Bucky deepened the kisses. Y/N felt the other's fingers at the hem of his top and broke their kiss, "Bucky," it was a little firmer this time. Y/N's hands pushed gently on his chest, and the brunette took the hint; he pulled back and placed a kiss on Y/N's forehead.

Y/N avoided the man's gaze, looking blankly at the screen, he knew Bucky wanted to be intimate with him. He wanted it too, had imagined Bucky making love to him in bed, fucking him against the wall, and Y/N couldn't count the times he'd masturbated to the thought. He just... hadn't told Bucky the truth yet.

Was terrified to do so.

Seeing a head tilt in his peripheral, Y/N swallowed thickly, still looking ahead, "I'm sorry, Bucky..."

Bucky lifted Y/N's chin with his thumb and index, turning him to look, "Hey," he murmured gently, blue eyes forever patient and kind. "You don't gotta be sorry if you're not ready. Who am I to tell you otherwise? I'm not upset... I'm just worried you are."

Y/N smiled at him lightly and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips; they'd been together for a year and a half, and never once had Bucky pressured him into sex. He'd met the brunette at his gym, Y/N remembered he'd almost crushed himself on the bench press, and Bucky had come out of nowhere to catch it before it fell.

~

"Shit!" Y/N gasped in shock, his arms were shaking, and he panted as his heart hammered from the rush of adrenaline. He watched wide eyed as the stranger put it on the brackets with one hand, "Fuck... Am I that puny?"

Bucky filled his vision as he laid there and tried to process what had nearly happened, "I'm just that strong. But that's why you shouldn't lift without a spotter," he pat Y/N on the shoulder and went back to his own workout. Slowly, Y/N sat up and took a deep breath, glancing at the sweaty brunette as the man lifted weights like it wasn't a chore. Y/N found himself hypnotised by the way the man's muscles moved under his tight, long-sleeved top. "You need some water?" Bucky had turned to him with a blinding grin.

"H-huh... W-what?"

"You're looking kinda thirsty, fella." Y/N couldn't remember having ever blushed so hard.

They had started working out together, Bucky giving him pointers on building certain muscle groups, and then he asked Y/N out for dinner after Y/N reached his first target weight. Y/N kept a picture of them on his phone from when they first met; he couldn't believe he was that was him when they met. When he looked in the mirror now, he could grin at his reflection. Bucky had caught him flexing a few times and teased him.

After seven months, Y/N had been comfortable enough to take his vest off during a summer session; he'd been embarrassed when Bucky's eyes had run over the almost invisible, matching scars blending into the crease of his growing pecs.

"I... they're from, I mean they aren't really..." He unscrewed the vest that he had crushed in his hands and made to put it back on; the confidence he'd been feeling suddenly evaporated.

Bucky caught his wrist and shook his head, "I didn't say a word."

"...I guess." He looked away and stood silent, wondering how he could escape the situation he had just made so awkward. A rustle of clothing caught his attention, and he looked up to find Bucky with his top halfway off, the material covering his left shoulder and arm still. Y/N couldn't help but stare at the bared, tan skin covering hard, defined muscles – The man was beautiful

Though Bucky's expression was best described as troubled, "I'm not gonna be offended if you wanna walk out the door, Y/N, but you should probably see it sooner or later...." Y/N looked confused, and then his lips parted, and his jaw went slack as he saw what Bucky had been hiding all this time. Bucky's left shoulder, part of his chest and ribs, his entire arm - Y/N could only stare at the prosthetic. It was so carefully made, even muscle definition matched the right arm. It looked as if Bucky had dipped his arm in black metallic latex and then had an artist carefully inlay it with gold.

"It's beautiful..." He hadn't meant to speak aloud, and he turned into a jabbering idiot to cover what he thought was a mistake, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean – I hope you don't hate it because it's - it's nice. It's part of you, and you're nice so... so, yeah."

"I used to hate it." Bucky pulled his glove off, and Y/N reached for it before either really thought about it, vibranium fingers flexed and moved to show off the dexterity. "It wasn't something I could control, and I didn't think I could change the way I looked at it, but now, I'm getting used to it."

Y/N stroked their palm up the length of Bucky's arm; it was smooth and warm, then he came to the neat seam of metal and flesh, scars much more prominent than his reminded him that Bucky had lost a limb. And here he was, gushing over a replacement. "I'm sorry you got hurt."

The brunette's fingers traced along one of Y/N's chest scars, "Don't be sorry, not every scar has to remain a sad story."

~

That had been the turning point in their relationship, and Y/N had been the happiest he had ever been; until recently. When he had started to feel anxious that Bucky wanted intimacy, and Y/N was terrified of the prospect. He had to tell the man the truth, but it could ruin everything. Bucky didn't know about Y/N.

That he was trans.

He had almost told him once; it had been on the day that Bucky had to awkwardly explain his history. That he was an ex-brainwashed assassin for something called Hydra and that he was born just before the nineteen-twenties. He'd taken Y/N to the Smithsonian Museum, introduced him to Steve Rogers and laughed at the way his boyfriend stuttered and nearly tripped up whilst introducing himself.

It had been a lovely day out at first, but then as Bucky had to tell him about all the awful things they made him do - Y/N felt their troubles were so minor in comparison and held the other tight instead.

"Bucky, I need to tell you something." Bucky paused the movie and sat up straight, he could hear the serious note in his boyfriend's voice, and if he were honest with himself, Bucky knew something had been coming for a long time. He had already created so many scenarios in his head, and each got worse the more he pondered it. "About why I can't..." He gestured between their bodies, "It's not you – you don't know how bad I want you. I know you might think I don't because I, well, I stop you every time – What I need to tell you is – fucking hell!" Y/N stood up from the sofa and paced the room, frustrated at himself for being unable to speak.

Bucky sat forward and held his right hand out, "Just stop a sec," he knew that Y/N had confidence troubles, knew that he struggled to speak in complete, coherent sentences when he got anxious and that in turn made Bucky feel on edge. "Hold my hand." Y/N stopped and took the man's hand, squeezed it and took a deep breath in; he held it for a few seconds and then exhaled, "You got this..." Bucky smiled up at him, and Y/N didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The smile was slowly replaced by a more concerned expression as Bucky looked up at him, "Did someone hurt you? Is that why you're so nervous when we get close? Because you know I'd never hurt you, Y/N, I wouldn't force you to-"

Y/N placed his fingers to Bucky's lips and knelt in front of him, "No," he said quickly, "Nothing like that, Buck, no one's done anything like that to me." There was a fleeting wish in his mind that that was the problem; he felt ashamed immediately for the thought and berated himself silently.

"Y/N... you're scaring me, fella." Bucky had told him his darkest part of his past, and Y/N couldn't tell him something that was bothering him – how bad was it? Y/N stood suddenly and headed out of the room, "Y/N!" Bucky got to his feet and made to follow.

"I-I'm coming back. I just need to, what I need to do is... I...' his fist hit the frame of the door angrily, and he huffed, "I. Need. To. Get something."

Bucky nodded, "Okay." He sat back down on the edge of the sofa and waited, his fists opening and closing nervously until the other man returned with a piece of paper in his hand. Y/N sat beside him and gingerly held it out, let Bucky take it from his shaking fingers and study the old photograph – the only one he had of this person. It was a photo of a young woman; the brunette sucked his bottom lip into his mouth and stared at her, caught himself thinking that her eyes were the same as Y/N's. She was pretty, and she looked a little awkward, almost like she was uncomfortable in her own skin; she wore an oversized, shapeless sweater, her arms were crossed over herself, and Bucky glanced up at the man beside him, "Is she your sister?"

The other man had never spoken about his family, and Bucky wondered if this girl had something to do with it. He could see worn places on the photograph; a singed corner told him that maybe, just maybe, Y/N had tried to burn it. She looked so alike to him but at the same time very different.

"She's not my sister." A muscle twitched in his jaw as he clenched his teeth, and he began to draw into himself – a feat much harder than his skinnier days. 'That's, that's um...' Y/N sniffed and swiped the back of his hand under his nose, "That was me."

Drawing his eyebrows together and frowning at the photo, Bucky blinked twice, slowly, letting the silence and the new information sink in, analysing it, turning it over and over until he simply nodded; he leaned forward and placed the photo on the coffee table.

"I'm transgender." He said it aloud, and it felt like glass in his throat, "The scars on my chest, they're from when I had my second operation. I, uh, I had my uterus, womb...all the plumbing removed first." Now that he had said it, he found that he couldn't stop, "I have testosterone hormone therapy, and I know I told you I was putting money aside to pay a student loan – that's not true. I'm saving to have bottom surgery... because I still have my... old parts." Bucky still hadn't said anything, and Y/N took in a shaky breath, "Buck... I'm... sorry?"

Was he sorry?

He felt like he should be, but at the same time, Y/N knew he shouldn't apologise for wanting to be himself. "Sorry..."

Bucky leaned back on the sofa and let his head fall back as he stared at the ceiling. He then seemed to nod to himself and sat up again. He turned to look at Y/N and grabbed his shaking hands with both his; he ducked his head a little so that he could see the other's eyes and told him to raise his head to look him in the eye. "Don't be sorry." Bucky told him firmly and repeated it, "Don't be sorry."

"...Buck?"

"I'm not sorry." He told him straight, "I'm not sorry that we met, I'm not sorry I asked you out, I'm not sorry we're together, I'm not sorry that I'm falling in love with you. I'm not sorry."

Y/N scoffed slightly, "I just told you I'm not; well, I am a man, but... I wasn't. But..." He hated being so nervous, "You know what transgender means, right?" Bucky was from a very different time, and Y/N believed he was taking it so well because maybe he didn't understand.

"I'm a hundred years old, but I understand what you're telling me." He gave the hands in his another squeeze, letting his boyfriend know that he was there, that he was real and wasn't going to get up and leave. "You're a man. Whether you have a penis or not, doesn't matter to me. You're Y/N. You're my guy. You didn't want me feeling you up in case I found out?" Y/N nodded, and Bucky leaned in to kiss him, "Socks?"

Y/N let out a watery laugh, suddenly overwhelmed by the acceptance and casual way Bucky treated him, "Not socks. There's a dick down there. It's just detachable."

"God, I wish I could remove my balls sometimes because when it gets hot – shit, I'm not gonna spoil it for you, you'll find out for yourself." Bucky listened to the other laugh and smiled lightly, brushing away a tear that had escaped Y/N's eye. It was a surprise, but as long as Y/N was Y/N – he didn't care.

Boy.

Girl.

Fluid.

As far as Bucky Barnes was concerned and Y/N was happy,

Y/N was his man.

[creepy-bi-day]

Oh, uh, Evan (or Habit) x a trans male reader? I don't care if it's NSFW or SFW, so it's your choice.

Yes yes! I needed to take a break from writing my smut anyway. Shit is getting long 🥵.

Since I’m taking a slight break from my smut fic, I hope you don’t mind thag this is just SFW!

I’ll do both of them! And thanks for the ask, anon 🧡🧡

This is also assuming you’re coming out to them and that they didn’t know when you started dating- I hope that’s okay!!

Habit/Evan with a FTM S/O:

Evan would just kind of pause for a second once you told him.

“Okay, so what’s your name then? I can’t call you (deadname) anymore. It doesn’t fit.”

Will probably slip up occasionally and use the wrong pronouns or name

Expect a sHIT ton of apologies after

“Fuck, I mean (y/n). I’m so sorry I didn’t mean-“

“Ev, calm down I know you didn’t mean it.”

Overall he’s super accepting and just angelic and sweet.

Will buy you binders in your favorite color and your skin tone

Refers to you as ‘his mans’ now

Constantly showing you off, just like he would anyone else

If you can’t think of a name to call yourself, he’s going to try and help.

Will remind you to take your damn binder off when you sleep

Buys you hoodies for days he doesn’t let you wear the binder

“But, Evan-“

“No, (y/n), you’ve been wearing it for three days. You need a break.”

Will give you his shirts too, and take you shopping all the time

He’s bi anyway, so he doesn’t care he’s dating a guy now.

Habit?

Habit is possessive in general so like expect him to get angry as fuck if someone misgenders you

“Does he look like a fucking chick to you? Don’t answer that. (Y/n)? Go wait in the car. I’ll be a minute.”

Don’t ask what the thump in the trunk was

If you told Evan you don’t need to tell him, they share a brain, after all.

He’s got a fucked up sense of humor but that’s one thing he’s never EVER making a joke about

You’re his little bunny, so he’s got to keep you safe and happy.

Unlike Evan, he’s not really going to slip up. Not that he’s trying harder, it’s just he’s more conscious of the words that come out of his mouth

He’s going to start calling you ‘stud’ or ‘handsome’ as another pet name. Especially if Vinnie is around

“Aww, look at my little stud trying to act all tough~. Vinnie, keep your fucking eyes off him.”

Wants to show you off but at the same time?? He hates the attention

Mostly because he can’t tell if people are judging or admiring you.

Makes him want to just hide you away from the world

He’s the only one you need anyway.