#ex gf with a question mark

[d3stinyist1red]

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ғᴇᴍʙᴏʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Yandere femboy who gets praised 24/7 for his cute personality and looks

Yandere femboy who expects you praise and love him as well, fluttering his eyelashes at you as he asked you a question, trying to get you to fall to your knees and beg him to be your wife for pure entertainment

Yandere femboy who was shocked and angry that you just nonchalantly answered his question before walking away, shrugging him off as he stared, eyes wide.

Yandere femboy who now has interest in you, trying to bring you to your knees and beg him to be his wife every time hes near you, trying extra hard, fluffing up his skirts and fixing his puffy pretty hair.

Yandere femboy who now follows you to every class, acting like a pick me for you. He clung onto your arms, blinking slowly to show his long eyelashes. "I'm so small, and petite, right n/n?"

Yandere femboy who started stalking you to find out what would make you beg him to become his gf, trying to find out your type

Yandere femboy who now is totally obsessed with you, now dead ass wants to have kids with you. He wants to stuff u full as he cries, pleasure being too much

Yandere femboy who hugs your arms, and kisses your cheeks, leaving a lipstick mark on your cheek. "You're so cute, n/n!"

Yandere femboy who is now your male wife, packing you lunches.

Yandere femboy who whenever he comes over to your house, he washes your dishes and cleans as if he was a house wife waiting for his business wife

Yandere femboy who wears more miniskirts around you, showing his pale and small thighs around you to try to seduce you. You could almost see his dick print through his miniskirt

Yandere femboy who wears crop tops that says "I luv my gf!" Only around you, you thought of it as a coincidence until he wore those type of shirts everywhere he went with you

Yandere femboy who wants you to stuff your boobies in his face as he whines and begs for more

Yandere femboy who is now only wearing miniskirts, booty shorts, and crop tops around you, showing basically everything

Yandere femboy who you were watching a movie with, suddenly straddles you and lays on your chest, interlinking your guys fingers.

Yandere femboy that sitting on your lap becomes a everyday occurrence

Yandere femboy who sits on your lap as you play video games, trying to get your attention by kissing up and down your neck

Yandere femboy who steals your big, oversized hoodies wearing them bc they smell like u

Yandere femboy who you now cuddle with, him on top of you as his thighs wrapped around your waist, not wanting you to get up without him

Yandere femboy who runs up and jumps on you like a koala whenever he sees you, grinning ear to ear

Yandere femboy who is now 80x clingier, sitting on your laps, and feeding you every lunch time during school as you tried to get him off you

Yandere femboy who luvs his gf whose not rlly his gf yet!<33

GUYS IMMA EAT RAISING CANES RN IM SO HAPPYYAYAYAYAY

GUYS I HAVE MORE DRAFTS COMING LIKE YAN BULLY, YAN MC DONALDS WORKER BC IM A BIG BACK, YAN EX, YAN DELUSIONAL SIMP, AND YAN NERD<33

[hungharrington]

ok this is filth adjacent but would u ever write a lil blurb or fic about Steve with a gf whose super insecure about her stretch marks and body? And May be she doesn't want to disappoint Steve bc his exes seem prettier

would i ever! i love these type of requests i love ppl getting a little bit of respite and comfort through fic esp in smut! i hope this makes u feel even a little bit hotter babe <3 1.6k, afab!reader, and just filth adjacent sry! MDNI this entire blog is 18+

Steve's mouth is on your neck, his tongue hot where it teases against your skin, and his hands are searching your body with a lustful fervor.

Your head tips back. It's so easy to let him in, let him slide his body closer to yours, to get more of whatever he's giving. The hot press of his mouth on your neck feels damn good enough to make your blood sing—and heat travel between your thighs, wetness beginning to pool.

You want to rub your thighs together, if only for a little relief. Steve's toned thigh between them prevents it. You scrunch his polo between your hands instead, trying to wrestle the courage to slip your hands beneath it.

You're lying back on his bed, propped up lightly by the pile of pillows the two of you had stacked when the evening had begun. The television at the end of the bed runs a film idly in the background, completely unnoticed by this point.

"How we doin'?" Steve's voice rumbles out, barely parting his lips from your skin before he's swooping back in to nip at it again. The bastard.

Your hands flex again, finally mustering the nerve to dive beneath the fabric of his shirt. Steve's warm. You feel the muscles of his tummy shudder as you skim your fingers across it, a pleasurable shiver running down your spine at the trail of hair you can feel leading into his pants. Steve's breath hitches, close to your ear.

He nudges your jaw with his nose lovingly, planting another row of sloppy, wet kisses down the expanse of your neck.

"Hmm," He hums, questioningly. "Still doing good?"

You realise you hadn't exactly answered him and something glows in your chest at his insistent checks. Extremely reluctantly, you manage to drag your hands away from his torso, shifting them up to subtly nudge his face out the curve of your neck.

Steve's eyes dart up to your face as he pulls himself back, his expression turning dopey the moment your hands cup his jaw. His cheeks are flushed ruby and his hair has been mussed in all his steamy motions. He looks fucking delicious.

You kiss him — surging up to connect your mouths, warmth exploding in your chest and trickling down, down when Steve responds with a revere hunger. His plush lips scrape against yours filthily, his tongue always so perfectly teasing. You're gasping for air when you pull away.

"So good," You say breathily, finally answering the question.

Steve takes a moment longer to register what you've said—but that dopey look crosses his face the moment he does.

He plants his hands on the bed and shifts his weight back, sitting back on his heels. His thigh is still situated right between yours and you have to shove down the lustful urge to grind against it, lazy pleasure still pooling low in your gut. Though you're pretty sure Steve wouldn't oppose the idea.

Chest heaving lightly, you watch as Steve reaches for the edges of his polo and tugs upwards. It comes off in one smooth motion and you're rewarded with a fine sight. You're pretty sure your mouth actually waters in response. Tan chest, scattered moles, the smattering of hair. Oh god, you want to lick him.

Something in your face must give away your train of thought because Steve laughs. He leans back down, one hand moving to your waist, and nuzzles his nose against yours. He steals a kiss from your lips.

"See somethin' you like?" He says, the smirk evident in his tone. You feel like you might vibrate out of your skin.

"Shut up," You aim for fiesty and fall far, far short. You sound on the verge of a whine when you say, "You know I do."

Steve grins wider. His hand on your waist tucks under your shirt seamlessly, his thumb drawing maddening circles into the skin. Your breath catches, even as your arousal hikes.

"What about you?" He whispers the question between his kisses as he mouths along your jaw again, finding that same damn spot on your neck again. It'll be violet coloured by the morning. "Do I get to see something I'll like?"

He's asking permission. It takes a long moment to realise that—too distracted between the touch of his fingertips skating across your skin and the addicting feel of his lips against your pulse.

You nod without thinking.

Steve pulls your shirt up no more than a few inches before your brain catches back up. Your hand moves abruptly, grabbing his hand and yanking it and your shirt back down in a split second.

Steve's halting in an instant, pulling back from working lovebites on your neck to see what he's done wrong. There's a string of spit connecting his lips to your neck.

Steve frowns in concern, shifting his hand up wipe his mouth with the back of his hand, as he makes an effort to put a little distance between you.

"You okay?" He asks. You're still holding his wrist, which is still holding the edge of your shirt. "What happened?"

Your mouth opens uselessly and closes. You know precisely why you had stopped him and now you're facing up with the fact you have to tell him, lest Steve believe you're actually having second thoughts over being with him.

It's just... you've probably spent far too many hours in the mirror. You've seen it from every angle. Seen it in every lighting. You can't quite ever seem to make your body look good.

You don't look like any of the girls Steve's been with in the past.

Comparison is killer, you're aware of this, but infuriatingly you just can't seem to stop. You think of what Steve will see the moment he gets your shirt off, what he'll realise, and your hand tightens around his wrist subconsciously. Your throat tightens up too.

Steve's face melts into a softer expression, eyes big. "Hey, hey, it's totally fine if you said one thing and- and you realise that you didn't mean it, it's okay."

Words continue to evade you and humiliatingly, it feels more likely that tears will escape you before any explanation will. He's being so nice.

"But..." Steve continues, his tone wary as if aware he's treading on uneven ground. "You seemed like you were into it. Like, comfortable, I mean. Then it was like a flip switched and you froze."

"I-" You finally find your voice. You clear your throat as you try to find the right words, breaking Steve's intense gaze to study the ceiling.

This is worse. This has got to be worse that just Steve taking your shirt off and being disappointed because— because you're goddamn building up to it. Your eyes screw shut and you decide it's better to rip the band-aid off.

"I'm just," You can't quite keep the quiver out of your voice. "I'm not like- like girls you've dated before."

Steve makes a noise of confusion and it's enough to force your eyes open. You glance down, taking in Steve's adorably furrowed brow.

"Okay...?" He says, clearly still a bit confused.

"I mean, Steve," You say, voice a little steadier. Your hand around his wrist finally remembers to relax.

You release the hold on him and tuck your hand under your shirt discretely, covering the skin of your stomach you know is warped with stretch marks. "I don't look like the girls you've dated before. My- my body is different."

The wrinkle between Steve's brow shifts, moving from confused to something a little harsher.

"So?"

You blink. Of all the possibilities that you had run, not one of them had ended with Steve saying that.

"So?" You echo meekly. "So... so you might be like, I don't know, disappointed or think—mfh"

The words get smushed beneath Steve's fervent kiss, stealing one kiss off your lips and all your words with it. You blink up at him again, all your endless arguments of why Steve would be so disappointed suddenly silenced.

Steve grins, evidently pleased with his reaction.

Tentatively, moving slowly so you could intervene if you wished, he drags his hand along the sheets and onto your hip again. This time, however, he pushes the fabric of your shirt up and doesn't pause til it's bunched up, most of your torso on show.

Your nerves gather, gnawing at the edges of your chest. You can't bring yourself to move the hand that's trying to hide part of you, even if a dozen other stretch marks are visible now.

Then Steve leans down and he kisses your skin, right in the middle of your tummy.

"I think," He says, lips dragging across your skin and setting it aflame. He's looking up at your through his lashes, your gazes locked, his eyes dark. Another kiss, this time longer, with just a flash of tongue. "You're hot shit."

Instinct makes you want to scoff. But Steve says it so seriously that you almost believe him off the bat. Believe that he believes that.

He lowers himself onto his elbows, letting both of his large hands settle onto your waist, fingers pressing into the skin lightly. You shiver at the feeling and start to consider the possibility that he actually does think that.

"And I will gladly," He punctuates the word with another kiss, this one evolving into a soft, sensual lick up towards your breasts which peak lustfully in response. Your breath hitches. "Spend all the time needed if you need some convincing of that."

His hands move, sliding down til he's gently knocking yours aside, big warms hands spread across your hips. His thumbs are moving, drawing soft motions down, you realise, towards your waistband. Your pulse jumps between your legs, the heat in your body uncaring about the brief interruption.

Steve kisses your tummy again, further down this time. You acutely realise you've got Steve Harrington between your thighs, looking up at you with darkened eyes and promising filthy things with his fingers. Or mouth. Both if you're lucky.

"So," Steve murmurs, voice raspy and low. His thumbs slip beneath your waistband, just an inch. "You gonna let me convince you?"

You're feeling pretty damn lucky.

[codnasties]

Hiii, I have a request and feel free to ignore, but what about Graves stealing Soap's girlfriend?! He has eyes on her since he found out she is with Soap and wants her for himself. He is obsessed, he wants to make her his little pet 🤭

graves stealing soap's gf 🪦 (🌽 link)

all it took was one look at you for graves to know that he had to have you. you were the prettiest thing he had ever laid his eyes on and he fully became obsessed with the idea of having you. and once this man has a goal set in his mind, he will not care about anything or anyone that steps on his way.

that's why for graves it didn't matter that you were soap's girlfriend. for all he knew the scot could go fuck himself, he ain't letting one man prevent him from having you as his little pet. one day that you were supposed to have a date with johnny and he was running late, philip so happened to be on that restaurant. he wasn't letting a pretty lady suffer the akwardness of being stood up.

he offers you some company, buying you a few drinks to drown the embarrassment. one thing leads to the other and then boom! you are in a hotel room with him, half naked and on all fours while graves fucks into you.

fucking you nicely, and making sure that, for once, your pussy is getting properly pounded. he's going to use up the opportunity to show you all the stuff you may have been missing out on: choking you, overstimulating you,... he finishes it all with a good old creampie, cumming as deep inside of you as he can. marking his territory. marking you as his.

now, don't question why your boyfriend - maybe now ex - didn't show up and is fully battered when you see him again.

[love-belle]

i hope i never lose you !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which they finally figure out they can't lose each other.

or

for when it's forever with them. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // max verstappen x fem!reader

prequel - you're losing me ⋆·˚ ༘ *

warnings - language

author's note - part ii !! i really hope you like this <3 i love you so much, thank you for reading!! i'll post that pierre gasly au tonight, in a couple hours so !!! tagging everyone who asked for part ii @tpwkangieee @mirrorball-6 @teenagedreams-cl @kimi240302 @formulas-bitch @ironmaiden1313 @alilstressyandlotdepressy @ushygushybaby @moonsf1

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[papaya-twinks]

Hello my dear!!

I have had this idea in my head for a while now... Singer!y/n and oscar were together for a short amount of time(in secret, in his f2 career) and they broke up so he could get back together with his ex, but you did a tattoo of him , something sweet like his initials, and then you meet again after 2 years, you are introduced to each other, and he catches your wrist and sees that your tattoo is in a bad place ( you tried to erase it with scratches ) and he feels so gulity?? And breakes up with his gf before confessing to you?

I need the angst, the feels and the smut afterwards

Thanks, byee

Warnings: Angst, uhhh, idk, self harm?

Pairing: Oscar Piastri x fem!reader

A/N - should I add smut and feels in a part two perhaps 🤔

You’d been struggling for ages, since Oscar left you. No one knew of your relationship, it was private during his F3 days. But still, you loved him do much, so, so much that you even had 81 tattooed small onto your wrist. You remember the day you went to get it done, he’d sat beside you, a proud smile on your face as you watched him, your eyes wide with the pain. “Doing so well, baby,” he’d said. Now? No more of that. 

“Hey Y/N!” a mechanic called, recognising you as a singer. “Hey,” you smiled, walking into the garage. You’d met Lando through a mutual friend, and he’d ended up inviting you to the race, to watch. “Hey,” you smiled, seeing the man himself. He was standing by Oscar, who you didn’t recognise, as you stood beside him. “It’s fucking hot, Jesus,” you groaned, the Singapore heat hitting your body like a ton of bricks. 

“Couldn’t agree more,” Lando tugged at his shirt, as Oscar watched. He didn’t recognise you either, just surprised to see a pretty girl. Probably one of Lando’s little fuck buddies, Oscar thought. “How’s the singing going?” Lando asked, in an attempt to bring a conversation into this. You assumed that HE assumed that Oscar knew who you were, being a singer and all that.

But nope. “It’s alright,” you shrugged, the heat making you kinda tired as you yawned, your hands coming to stretch back instinctively. “That’s when Oscar saw it. The same tattoo he’d watched his girlfriend get fro him. But it was different now, covered in scratches, bloodied, cut up. Not like before. You saw Oscar staring, making you blink and frown. A bit nosy. 

“Show me that ,” he demanded, not a flicker of the nice, polite man people spoke of on TV. You frowned, but did what he said, sticking your wrist out. “Y/N?” he stared at the cut up arm, the nail marks along it, as if you’d tried to pry the ink out of you. “Hi?” you said, confused, as Lando watched, equally as bemused. “Why’d you do this?” and held out your own wrist. 

“Dude, I don’t see why it’s your issue,” you said, immediately becoming defensive, “Oscar, mate, drop it, it’s her stuff,” Lando said coolly, prising your hand softly out of Oscar’s. That’s when it hit you. Oscar. “You,” was all you could muster, your eyes wide. He looked the same…but different, so very different. You stumbled back, eyes wide. “What are you doing here?” you asked, not thinking about how stupid of a question was.

“I race here,” he said, a hint of sarcasm in his voice as he spoke. You said nothing, still staring. “Okay,” was all you said, turning back Lando. “Why are you here?” Oscar asked, eyes narrowed. “Lando invited me,” you blinked. “Oscar. Mate, calm down, the second you see a remotely pretty girl, you don’t gotta-,” Lando started but Oscar cut him off. “A remotely pretty girl? You mean my ex?” Oscar snapped, rolling his eyes. 

“Sorry, what am I missing?” Lando asked, his euds wide at Oscar’s snap. He’d never seen his teammate raise his tone, even in a joking manner, so he was surprised. “Doesn’t matter,” you shrugged it off. “Yeah alright, then,” Oscar snapped, “if it doesn’t matter, I’m going,”. 

You didn’t say anything as he spoke. “Oh, and, please don’t go round fucking the whole grid like you’re collecting Pokémon,” he rolled his eyes, “I was enough, don’t start with Lando,”. You didn’t say anything again, his words stinging as Lando watched you sympathetically, watching Oscar walk away, cursing to himself. Wow. 

[literaphobe]

hmmm is there any specific analysis of tvl youve been dying to share but havent been asked about yet?

ok. there’s a lot. but some I don’t want to do right now for SPOILERY REASONS. some of them are as follows:

- the fundamental misunderstanding that passively occurred between tvl ladynoir for most of tvl

- the way tvl chat noir ‘tests’ ladybug throughout the story and why he does what he does and why he behaves in seemingly ‘bizarre’ ways

- a lot of the others r um. I can’t even share the topic regarding it bc you guys haven’t gotten to whatever chapter it’s linked to yet (feel free to ask any questions tho! be it now or after future chapters. that’s usually what awakens the intense TED talks I give about tvl to myself in my head)

right now tho? I want to pick apart tvl adrien being an actor and why that is and why that’s sad and how it came to be

-> like with many parts of tvl! adrien being an actor is sort of thrust upon readers. it’s a story that places a Huge gap between canon and the tvl timeline, and some details can be inferred, but loads of stuff aren’t things a reader can know for sure

-> also, due to the set up of the story, most of the tiny teased bits of info regarding tvl Adrien’s life leading up to and At 23, is largely fed to readers by tvl marinette, and not tvl adrichat himself, despite most of the story being his pov. but the scenes he is allotted are largely those where he Interacts with ladybug, and when he is with her, he doesn’t think of much else, unless it’s specifically relevant (like the love marks conundrum)

-> he just doesn’t unpack his past in his thoughts very much. however much it pains him. because it’s not something he’d prefer to unpack is how ladybug is making him feel and how he feels about her bc she’s Right There and she has this Hold on his heart that he can’t help but fixate over

-> but what you can tell is that he doesn’t really want to be doing his job… rather he sees it as a means to an end. and also an inevitability in a sense 😔 very. You Can Take The Man Outta The City Not The City Out The Man core. it’s. the ones who abuse us can leave but the effects of that abuse aren’t as easy to shake. it’s also. sometimes we wind up doing what we ran away from but we pat ourselves on the back saying it’s different bc we chose it, or it’s not the same because we wound up in a hole two steps away from what we were originally doing and that’s a different hole so it’s okay maybe!. its. was this too hard to break away from? or was it just too easy to go back to because its all we were ever taught?

-> because imagine ur tvl adrien in uni and your friends have always had passions for things that are vaguely related to industries that you suffered in as a kid. your best friend wants to be a dj but he also loves directing and talks so passionately about his favorite films and DREAMS of making One Of The Greats one day. his gf who is also one of your best friends is into journalism and your ex gf who is also one of your best friends loves designing and fashion. and you used to be a model but don’t want to be a model anymore. u make some small movies to help your best friend with his projects for film classes. they’re so fun! you love how it brings you and your friends together. your ex who you never really got over helps make costumes, shyly puts makeup on you, your best friend’s gf promotes it on her massively successful blog. the public mostly cares about it because you were in it and you’re the kind of famous that doesn’t ever go away. you WISH it would go away. but then you try to see the bright side of it. your best friend is so happy people like his short film. he gets an A for the class. you accidentally get another friend even MORE heavily considered for the job she’s been talking about non stop all week because you mentioned knowing her. you get pressured into doing a film because they say they’ll give your best friend an important role on the crew. little by little it all builds up and this is just your career now

-> but you find little ways to take control. you realize you get to decide who works with you and for you and you see your Good Best Friend Ex who just started complaining about how little the internship she’s doing pays. you think you could take away her pain so easily. and it makes it all less painful for you. it’s such an even trade. but then your Partner Against Magic Crime starts taking up more of your time and you realize you WANT all the time that you can get, and having Something To Do In The Day becomes an absolute chore again, and maybe you don’t care how happy it could make the public and how Excited your fans will be

-> this manifests in all the little asides you see in tvl where he Suggests quitting his job all the time and Thinks about it a lot

-> At the same time. who doesn’t wanna quit their job. he’s just a little guy. surely he’s worked enough for several lifetimes

[pavedinashes-if]

Hello dear Sai, I hope you doing great! I have a Q.

How would the LI react to a mc with a lot of scars on their body?

I have a pretty face, but my body is full of scars cause I was a crazy tom boy my arms, legs and back have so many scars and stretch marks, it always shocks my partners (some are ok, some love it and some hate it) but I'm fine with it...its just a part of me.

btw your blog is my fav place to hang💜

Dear anon,

I want to start with saying that your words mean a lot to me. The fact that you feel good and safe here is the best compliment i could get and I want to use this opportunity to let everybody here know that I take messages, worries, wishes and doubts serious and that each of you is special and welcome here - obv except for homophobic, transphobic, racist, sexist and all other assholes out there.

Now regarding your question, I’ll pick the moment they see you for the first time / or you at least have a solid relationship - let‘s go!

neighbour - would be shocked and a bit overwhelmed, wordlessly they would try to access whether you are comfortable with showing yourself like this and offer you to speak about it if you wish and if you don‘t, that is something they respect, they love you just the way you are and want you to feel perfect just the way you are.

ex - they love each inch of your body the way it is and they wouldn‘t change a thing, to them you are a piece of art, the most precious in the world.

bestie - every time they see them a certain melancholy grips them, and they are reminded that there is so much about you that is telling a story of an intense journey. They accept you the way you are.

bestie’s bf /gf - they don‘t care about any of your scars or stretch marks. They know each body is unique and has its past and while they know that superficial values are important in this world, as they suffered their own great deal with their optics for a long while, they will make sure that you know that you are beautiful to them the way you are and they will not hesitate to show you at any given possibility.

childhood friend - seeing your body like this aches her as she cannot imagine what fights you must have endured. She will reassure you at all times.

new friend - they actually do not care too much. you are you and that is what is fascinating them, they would like to hear your story if you want to share.

new foe - seeing you like this breaks his heart. He wishes he could‘ve been there for you when you needed somebody, to keep all the pain away from you. He will make sure that you never ever feel alone or not wanted or loved or anything less than absolutely perfect anymore. When he sees you for the first time he will have a hard time fighting back tears, but the fact that you promise that you are ok now, is what helps him to not instantly go and violently fight any human demons from your past.

rival - they have their own scars and stories and prefer neither to talk about theirs nor yours

doctor - their expression is a bit sad, but not judging, and they will immediately hug you tightly and tell you that you are beautiful while locking eyes with you, making sure you will feel loved like you never did before. Prepare for the most intimate night of your life

boss - no words, but a deep and slow kiss to every scar and stretch mark of yours. A concession of the purest kind for you are seen, and loved and protected from this day on until their last breath.

dealer - first frozen, they need a moment to process what they see and their eyes search for yours once they can pull their attention from your body, just as if seeking your approval and forgiveness for their lingering look. They will dive into a deep kiss accompanied with a tight hug. Letting go only when they see you smile and you reassure them you are ok. Then they‘ll disappear and return with some watercolors - „let me draw on your pretty canvas, may I?“ a wide cheeky grin on their face

stranger - their face softens, they run their fingers over your skin, trying to memorize each inch. They have a mature and healthy view on the individuality of each person‘s body and its story. You don‘t ever have to fear any comments or irritation.

[void-galaxy-shenanigans]

Very sincerely & frustrated at the system:

The bar for men (and those perceived as such) is on the floor. I’m talking about kindness to customer service workers, helping people who ask.

As a trans masc autistic person who has been on T for almost a year & a half, as someone who has crossed the grey area & is now fully assumed AMAB*, I’m hyperaware of gender norms & expectations. I’m learning on the fly what most people assume I already know. And this is one of the things I’m aware of, and don’t like (to say the least).

(* I got blessed with androgynous genes + I like having longer hair, but I’m also ✨unfortunately endowed✨, so most people can’t tell if I’m trans masc, trans fem, or just an effeminate/queer man, & I don’t care to correct any of them. I basically pass as ‘question-mark something not-cisgendered’, but I do pass enough thanks to facial hair & body weight distribution to be assumed assigned/accused male now.)

The relief on a cashier’s face when I don’t yell at them for messing something up, & their anxiety as they realize it was messed up. The relaxing of shoulders when they hear me say “please”.

The way that one of the residents (an old man) at a potential job (disabled/elderly care) smiles at me for how kind I am when I ask him how to get the receptionist’s attention without screaming for them or something else I would consider rude. The way how I say please & thank you to a desk receptionist, & they immediately gush about how much of a gentleman I am. The way the employees come out of the back to greet me because the receptionist was gushing.

The way that people of all genders smile when I hold open the door & mumble a thank you (especially men). The way (in reverse) they blink when I say thank you.

The way people tell me how well-dressed I am, in just a t-shirt & form-fitting sweatpants, because my clothes are clean with no visible holes (let’s be real, most of my stuff has small holes; I thrift), & because my hair has minimal effort put into it (shampoo & conditioner, combed/half-heartedly styled (it doesn’t take a lot, my hair is curly & loves to do its own thing)). The way they’re pleasantly surprised that I show up to interviews or appointments having actually showered beforehand.

There’s more I can’t think of right now. But the grooming standards are on the floor, as are the communication standards.

For contrast, before I crossed the threshold, here are the same types of situations:

I won’t lie that cashiers are always relieved when you don’t yell at them. But the please & thank you are expected & don’t cause any relief or response.

The way I would ask people the same type of questions (how to get the receptionist’s attention) & either be ignored or (if they did help) get checked out by someone twice (or more) my age. The way I was expected to say please & thank you, & got side looks if I forgot (I usually didn’t, but after daily contact with coworkers, if I was sleep deprived I might forget).

The way men got annoyed if I opened/held the door for them, & if possible opened the other door to avoid going through the one I opened.

The absurd grooming standards of what you’re “allowed” to wear, how styled & perfect your hair should be, & even the expectation to wear makeup & people (including potential employers) getting annoyed/angry when I didn’t. (I was never that into makeup 🤷‍♂️.)

And to be clear, I live in a “liberal”/blue-ish area. I don’t live in a state that’s known for hard gender divides, strict rules, harsh criticism of deviance. I know some places are worse, or even much worse (one of my ex-gfs lived in northern Idaho &...yeah).

Some places are probably better, especially big cities or safe states for LGBT+ people. But my state, overall a safe place for trans people, is still incredibly transphobic & gendered.

And to anyone who sees this: If you’re masculine/a man & you can raise the standards, please do. If you date / are attracted to men or masculine people, please don’t tolerate/accept subpar treatment. It isn’t too much to expect respect.

[blorbocedes]

Redbull when Seb left: we all love you btw. remember when you killed that bird? that was so fun. remember when you crashed into Mark? that was even more fun. you are so beautiful and talented and fast. can i suck your dick for old times sake? love you.

Ferrari when Seb left: here’s a stale fruit cake. yeah it’s fruit slices in the shape of a cake, not a cake with fruit in it. you kinda looked like a fruit cake at redbull when you weren’t a massive flop. i’m changing my number btw don’t call me.

YOU KINDA LOOKED LIKE A FRUIT CAKE AT REDBULL ghshsjdjdjd

i mean arrivedeci aka the silver fox dilf at Ferrari did love Seb, no questions there but the way he was so publicly discarded at the end.... oof.... meanwhile christian horner kept calling him an old gf and an ex like 🤨🤨🤨 let the sebussy go old man

[mikkaeus]

detransition, baby - a review

apparently the “first book written by an openly trans woman to be published by a big 5 publishing house” but that was from a goodreads review so dont quote me on that

disclaimer im am? mostly cis at this point in time

i really enjoyed this book. i loved how unapologetically queer it was. i loved the writing style and overall tone (more on this later*). i cant imagine what the experience must be for the average cis person that has never thought about Gender in their life. 

the one-line summary of the plot is that Ames (detransitioned trans woman) accidentally gets Katrina (his gf) pregnant and proposes that his ex gf Reese (trans woman) to be a coparent because he can’t stand the idea of being shoehorned into the role of a dad and all the gender fuckery that entails by virtue of Katrina’s cishetness. 

the book follows the reese and amy in vignettes from various periods of their lives, as well as the ongoing story in the present with katrina’s pregnancy. the timeline is meandering as it frequently recounts memories from the present, but i didn’t find it hard to follow.

our lovely cast:

- Reese: cynical & confident as a self-described trans elder. she desperately wants a child of her own. she’s emotional and impulsive and has several toxic relationships with men prior to and after her long-term relationship with Amy. her view on womanhood is fucked up, but understandably so. A lot of people on Goodreads, at least half of them TERFs, took issue with this particular section (which is funny, because the author knew exactly what would happen). 

After all, Every woman adores a Fascist. Reese spent a lifetime observing cis women confirm their genders through male violence. 

....

Liberal feminists — especially the trans-hating variety — would have a field day with her. ... But you know what? ... Why should the burden be on her to uphold impeccable feminist politics that barely served her? ... So yeah, Stanley, bring it on. Hit Reese. Show her what it means to be a lady. 

- Amy/Ames: a baby trans when she initially got together with reese, who was as much of a mother to her as she was a partner. she has never been able to break the habit of using maleness as an emotional shield, and one resulting casualty is her sex life — the inability to make herself vulnerable makes sex unsatisfying for both her and Reese. ultimately, their relationship breaks down and in the aftermath, Amy detransitions to Ames. 

- Katrina - late thirties, chinese/jewish, cishet, divorcee. this is her first venturing into queerness. she’s also Ames’ boss, but this dynamic is not explored at all tbh she might as well be his coworker. 

*THE PROSE! As I said earlier, I loved the writing style. It’s easy to read but embellished and ‘literary’ enough to be fun. Not sure of the right word to describe the tone but something like blasé/snappy/honest/blunt? it is also very funny. 

Ames pondered whether he ought to cancel his subscription to HBO in order to afford this sperm bank. He couldn’t fully comprehend the enormous weight of fatherhood and generational lineage, but he could easily comprehend how much he did not want to cancel HBO. 

...she welcomes Reese with a hug that, in its unexpected affection, Reese would put somewhere between suddenly discovered long-lost relative and cult leader thanking you for your impending sacrifice.

is this a Queer Misery book? i don’t think so. all the Bad Things (transphobia, homophobia, dysphoria, and so on) feature insofar that it is a book about the messy lives of these trans women. i didn’t find it depressing. 

are the characters likeable? storygraph says “it’s complicated”. personally, i was emotionally invested in them at around the 50% mark. as someone who has never wanted children or been interested in motherhood at all, and also never been particularly moved by those who were, i was really hoping that things would work out for reese.

the question of race. amy and reese are very white and this is underlined in the book in a sufficiently self-aware (on the part of the author) way. i dont think this detracted from the book. more thoughts on this here. 

sEx? some people have said there was a lot of sex in this book but i personally didn’t really think so (by the standard of fanfic at least). i guess there’s a decent number of talk about sex but not that many sex scenes? 

is co-sleeping with your baby bad? the science says yes! sleeping in the same room is not the same as sleeping in the same bed!! this is the most problematic part of the book 

unfortunately, (MINOR SPOILERS)

I didn’t get the happy ending that I had desperately hoped for (though i probably should’ve clocked something when it ended at 12 weeks post conception). Instead, we got an ambiguous ending that I guess could be seen as hopeful. I’m the type of guy that wants closure in all my stories but alas. 

[thenighttrain]

Why don't you like Harry and Liam? 💛

with liam, i hate how he's turned out, his behaviour towards women has been awful there was this video from a couple of weeks ago /jokingly/ telling his gf that she was “looking good, nice and covered up for once” 💀 his ex-fiance maya wrote a book inspired by her real relationships and it's disturbing — there's more details in the article but essentially, the protagonist deals with dv and a toxic relationship. this twitter thread explains what happens in the book. of course, we don't know what actually happened between maya and liam but it definitely raises some serious question marks 🤷‍♀️ also he has no career to speak of lol

harry is just boring af, he can't write good songs, his music is bland but he somehow still earns grammys because girls like that he's quirky and mediocre white men are always rewarded. i think it's made him lazy and i have far more respect for the other 1d guys who DID actually have to put in time & effort (and make mistakes) before they found their artistry. i guess i just don't really respect him as a person or as an artist 💛

[eldritchsurveys]

1233.

Are you currently reading anything? Why did you choose to read it? >> I just started The Heart is Deceitful Above All Things. It was the first thing on my TBR when I opened the Storygraph app after DNF'ing a different book. I don't remember why I put it on there, though. Maybe I heard about it from a TikTok. I assume I was intrigued by its premise, either way.

Do you prefer water slides or roller coasters? Is there a reason? >> I can't swim, so I've never been on a water slide. Roller coasters win by default.

What did you do today? >> It's still morning, I haven't done much of anything except have a crying jag, eat breakfast, watch Veep, and do my Duolingo.

Do you like writing stories or reading them better? >> I can't really say I like one over the other. I do both in wildly varying amounts.

What, other than music, is your “outlet”? >> Why is music excluded? Anyway, I don't have "an outlet", I don't really know how to define that.

Are you one of the people who believes their iPod/music is their life? >> That's something I said when I was a teenager, I'm sure.

The last person you talked to on the phone and the last person you held hands with are in a burning building and you can only save one; who? .

Are there any keys on your keyboard that have letters fading away? >> The V and the M are chipped, and the A a little bit, but that's all. I don't think this keyboard is made with the kind of letters that fade the way you're talking about (otherwise they'd be all gone by now, lol).

Are you wasting your time with the person you like right now? .

Do you remember the exact words that were said to end your last relationship? .

What was the last song you had on repeat for more than 10 minutes? >> I don't know, this is a rare occasion. 10 minutes is only like two plays, but I really just never listen to songs on repeat. Even only twice. Is there anyone you used to have a crush on that you’d be embarrassed to admit to now? .

What was your favourite grade? Least favourite? . What grade did you have the best marks? The worst? .

Is your iPod always charged, or do you leave it dead for a while? .

Do you like long car rides, or do they bore you? >> I don't like them, but not because I find them boring, I just don't like being cooped up in a car. It's uncomfortable as fuck.

Are you hard to make conversation with? >> I suppose that depends on who is trying to make conversation with me, and if we have anything at all in common.

Do you read lots of magazines? >> I read no magazines.

In your opinion, who’s the best looking celebrity right now? . Would you rather go to a Taylor Swift or Kate Voegele concert? . What is one concert you’re not going to that you’d do anything to be at? .

Using a quote, say something to your most recent ex: .

Also using a quote, say something to your current bf/gf, or crush: .

What is a song you think is played on the radio way too often? .

Who was the last person you slow danced with, and to what song? . Who of your best friends have you not hung out with? .

Who have you hung out with the most? Why? .

Who was the last person to buy you something? >> Sparrow. What did you last eat? Did you make it for yourself? >> Yakisoba. I microwaved it, yeah.

Are you talking to anybody right now? What is your relationship with them? >> I am not.

As a child, did you ever go to camp? >> I went to Christian camp when I was 13. I keep forgetting about that. Do you remember who the first person you ever had a sleepover with was? >> I’ve never had a sleepover.

Who was the last person you had a sleepover with? .

How do you decide which surveys to take? >> It's not like there's a lot to choose from, so I just grab whatever one has enough questions I can answer. I try to avoid ones that have long stretches of questions I have to leave blank, but sometimes I don't skim well enough and you get what just happened a few questions ago in this one. -_-

If necessary, do you think you could go a whole week without eating? >> Whether I could or not is irrelevant; this would be awful and traumatising and I would really fucking rather not.

When was the last time you were in a hot tub? >> I put my feet in the one at the vacation rental in Orlando a couple of years ago. I can't actually fully get into a hot tub because the heat is too much.

What was the last movie you watched, and with who? >> Prometheus, with myself.

What is something that scares a lot of people that doesn’t bother you? >> Spiders.

What is something that doesn’t bother a lot of people, but scares you? .

Do you like all kinds of music, or are there some you won’t listen to? >> Obviously I don't listen to everything. I have preferences just like anyone. But I do have a very broad interest.

Who was the last person to have their arm around you? Why? .

What was the reason for you last being mad at your best friend? .

How often do you get mad at your best friend? . Do you feel bad for people easily? >> I do not.

Do you openly admit to your faults, or make up excuses for them? >> *shrug* End this survey with a random quote or random lyrics. .

[icechucker]

I'm both confused and also not confused.

So this boy I like figured out I liked him and I said "if I did like you, what would you say" and he said "maybe that I may or may not have a small crush on you still".

I asked him what he meant by "still" and he sent me a destiel meme! A DESTIEL MEME! So I responded with a question mark and he said "this is what I mean" and sent ANOTHER destiel meme!

When he sent the second destiel meme I said "are you trying to tell me that you like me through destiel memes?" and he send a few nervous side-eye gifs to which I responded with "{insert crush's name}? Is that a yes? {insert crushes name}?" and he sent another nervous side-eye gif.

After he sent that gif, I said "when you sent those destiel pics, were you trying to say that we're Dean and Cass?" to which he said "yes, I'm Dean and you're Cass."

Eventually I said "what about your gf?" to which he responded with "that's the thing, Dean and Cass were never actually dating." I was confused so I asked if we were dating to which he said no.

After that I asked him what we were if we weren't dating to which he said "good friends". I was still super confused so I said "I'm confused. First, you say that you like me back. then you say that we're like Dean and Cass (who are in love), then you say we're good friends. So what are we?" And guess what he said? HE SAID WE WERE GOOD FRIENDS!

So I told him that I was still confused to which he said "you're next in line in case my relationship with {insert soon to be ex-gf's name} doesn't work out." AND NEITHER OF US HAVE SAID ANYTHING SINCE THEN! THAT WAS AT 10:57!!!

[cyarskj1899]

He’s Prob jealous how much more successful she is in the rap game than he ever was. Typical nigcel! Also he beats his gf to miscarriage and raped his dog so his statements don’t mean fquckshit!

Joe Budden Is Not A Fan Of Megan Thee Stallion

Joe Budden has admitted that he doesn’t like Megan Thee Stallion, adding that his opinion of the Houston rapper has been impacted by her relationship with people he knows.

The Joe Budden Podcast crew discussed Tory Lanez‘s ongoing court case on episode 586 featuring DJ Akademiks, which was uploaded to YouTube on Thursday (December 15).

After going over several aspects of the case, Joe Budden confessed his disdain around the 49:00 minute mark of the interview.

“I got some theories,” he starts. “But what I can say is I’m finished with these n-ggas and I don’t like that girl. I can’t.”

Joe Budden is not a fan of Megan Thee Stallion: "I don’t like that girl"https://t.co/52WCdDJySrpic.twitter.com/rVi0Ae1xvd

— HipHopDX (@HipHopDX) December 18, 2022

In the podcast’s latest episode (#587), Joe Budden can be heard going into further detail about what has shaped his opinion of the “Body” rapper around the 19:23 mark.

“Personally, I’ve seen this woman do horrible things to some really great people that I have longstanding relationship with here in this industry,” he says in the clip. “So I’m biased. You can’t just treat my friends, and people I fuck with, and people I’ve seen in this game for 15 years a certain way.”

The trial — which sees Tory Lanez accused of allegedly shooting Megan Thee Stallion in August 2020 — kicked off on Monday (December 12) and quickly took an interesting turn when the star witness, Meg’s former friend and employee, contradicted a recorded statement she made to the prosecution in September.

During their cross-examination, which took place on Thursday(December 15), Tory Lanez’ attorney took the opportunity to address any suspicion that his client had something to do with her changed account of events.

According to Law & Crime reporter Meghann Cuniff — who is covering the trial in Los Angeles and has been sharing updates via Twitter — Los Angeles County District Attorney Kathy Ta continued questioning Kelsey Harris when the trial resumed on Thursday, and made sure Harris understood that, while she has been granted immunity from her testimony being used against her at a later date, she can still be prosecuted for perjury.

Kelsey Harris was then asked again about Megan Thee Stallion’s allegation that she had been offered $1million to keep quiet about the specifics of the shooting. After failing to answer the question directly on Wednesday, saying that her “mind isn’t here right now” due to post-partum depression, she offered more details on Thursday.

related news

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December 16, 2022

In what Cuniff called a “really nuanced testimony,” Harris reportedly recounted a conversation she had with Tory Lanez about $1million dollars and the case, but clarified that she did not believe that to be a bribe.

Los Angeles Times writer James Queally, who has also been sharing updates to social media, tweeted that Mgdesyan went on to ask Kelsey Harris questions that implied that the reason why her testimony at trial was so different than the statement she gave authorities in September, is that she was in fact being pressured by the prosecution to corroborate the details Megan Thee Stallion has given about the night of the shooting.

As a result, Los Angeles County Assistant District Attorney has requested that Harris’ entire original statement be played in court.

Tory Lanez has been charged with felony counts of assault with a semiautomatic firearm, personal use of a firearm, and carrying a loaded, unregistered firearm in a vehicle. If convicted, he faces more than 22 years in prison.

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[frei-und-schwerelos]

that pillow fight was filled with sexual tension

[andilovetowrite]

Really in Love? 🔥

Leo Valdez x Reader (Athena Cabin Reader)

Summary: Leo didn’t know what went wrong. One minute, he had a smashing goddess girlfriend and an equally awesome best friend. And the next? One of them in the Apollo cabin, and the other one in the Apollo cabi- well, infirmary.

Warnings: mentions of dying, cheating and some blood. Also some elusions to smut and making out. A lot of angst. That's all I’m gonna say.

Word Count: 1.6k

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Life for Leo Valdez had been going good. He had just gotten back from helping Apollo, or Lester, and things had been going well. Calypso had just come back from her camping trip, and she and Leo were inseparable.

Which made things a tiny bit hard for you. You were Leo’s best friend, and right now, you and him were tasked with making the new Big House for the camp. Normally, Chiron would call Annabeth, but since she was out of town with Percy for god knows what (you knew what, he was going to propose to her), he had put you in charge of this project. And since you wanted to make the new structure a bit more technologically advanced, you decided to call Leo in.

And the progress had been going well. Until Leo’s entire attention was given to Calypso. Nowadays, you couldn’t even get a minute alone with your best friend without his annoyingly beautiful and mean gf next to you. And off the record, you had been starting to like Leo a bit. When you both were in the quest, and the only two single ones on the ship, you kinda felt like there was something growing between the both of you.

Turns out you were wrong, because in a few months, after your best friend allegedly “died”, he came back on a flying dragon and a goddess in his arms. Too bad you couldn’t find a boyfriend to take your mind off Leo.

So, life was awkward, but fine. Well….until you got shot in the stomach by an arrow. Yeah, it wasn’t your best moment. It was the day after you had had your one-on-one with Calypso, and you had managed to avoid her, but whenever you tried to get Leo on his own, she just happened to be there. So you decided to get him by himself when you both were working on the project. But before that, you had archery. And least to say, you were quite sufficient at it. So were the rest of your classmates, or at least the people at the training room.

So you knew you didn’t get shot by a fluke. The question was that, who would shoot you?

And you knew the answer. Austin Lake. The only guy in the feild who had some sort of resentment towards you. Why? Because he was your ex. Your breakup wasn’t the smoothest one. There was a whole lot of screaming and yelling. Oh, and a couple of threats and slaps. But you would’nt think that he would shoot you. Where you could potentially die.

So for the rest of the day, while you were in the infirmary with Will, you racked your brain thinking of a reason. But it wasn’t until you saw Calypso walk in that you finally understood. She had come in around the time that Leo would be in his Bunker, banging out dents and marks in his newest projects, with everything else out of his mind. It would be the perfect time to sneak away. At least it would be for Calypso.

You had suspected that Calypso had been cheating on Leo for a while. But you had never had a chance to prove it. Until now, where you had a perfect sight of Calypso and Austin holding hands as they made out at the back of one of the beds.

The sight made you sick to the stomach. Surprisingly, it wasn’t because of Calypso kissing your ex. But rather your best friend’s girlfriend kissing Austin Lake. Your mind went to the hurt look on Leo’s face when he would find out, and you could feel the pain radiating off him.

But you couldn’t keep it from him, so you decided to tell him as soon as possible. Gritting your teeth, you tried to stand up for yourself, pushing your hands against the bed. The pain in your stomach intensified by about a 100x, but nevertheless, you tried to ignore it.

Suddenly, you heard a gentle yet cruel laugh. “Oh Y/N, what do you think you’re doing?” You whipped around to see Calypso standing above you, with Austin at her side, and with one pointed look, he took out an injection, filled with green liquid.

“I’m going to tell Leo-”

“No you aren’t. Because you will not get up to ever tell him”, she said maliciously, as you watched in horror. Austin grabbed your arm, and even though you were stronger than him, the pain medication didn’t allow you to push him back. He brought the needle to your arm, and growled at you, his face turned up in a deep frown. With a slight pinch, he pushed it in harshly, the needle cutting through your flesh. Instantly, you began feeling drowsy, as your vision started swimming.

“Y-ou wo-won’t ge...t away with thi….sss”, you tried to say, but all that came out was strangled mutters.

Calypso laughed, swiping her hand on your fingers as her nails dug into your arm. “Oh sweetie, you can’t possibly think a child of Athena would beat a goddess that’s been around for millenia, right? Otherwise, you would be even more stupid then I thought you were…”

And that was the last thing you heard before you drifted off into a inky black darkness.

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Leo’s POV

Leo walked around the Bunker back and forth, confused on where you were. It was almost 6, and you still hadn’t shown up. Worried, he grabbed his tool belt, tying it around his waist as he left his workspace, going over to the Athena cabin.

“Hey guys”, Leo greeted, trying to spot any sight of you. Malcolm came up to him, his face etched with worry.

“If your looking for Y/N, she was in the infirmary. Apparently, some jackass shot her in the stomach with an arrow. We tried to find who did it, but nothing so far, so we are just waiting for her to wake up.”

As he heard that, he practically started running out the door but he stopped when Malcolm called him back.

“Visiting hours are shut right now. But Austin was the last one to see her, maybe check in his cabin?”

Leo nodded, and although he didn’t like the blond, muscular camper, he still wanted to see how you were doing so he made his way there.

And boy, did he wish he would have gone to see you instead. Because when he walked through the Apollo cabin door, he didn’t expect to see his girlfriend half naked with a shirtless Austin.

“Leo!”, she yelled, covering herself up.

“You-”

She tried to come near Leo, hands reaching for him, but he stepped back, as if her touch was burning hot. “Leo, I didn’t mean to…”, she trailed off, as she began to see the little sparks of fire starting to burst out from his fingers.

She stepped back, and for a second, you could see Leo calm down, wondering if he scared her. But when she reached for Austin’s hand, as she enlaced their fingers together, you could see the fire build up in Leo again.

“How could you-”, he shook his head, not believing it, “I-I was the one who got you off the island” He looked furious, but then his face crumpled as he stared at her. “I lied to my friends. Acted like I was dead for weeks. Just so I could save you, so I could get you off that prison!”

She didn’t say anything, as she just kept looking down at the floor. Half of you hoped that it would just swallow her whole.

“I literally gave my life, and you cheated on me?! You-you knew I had an issue with him-” Realization struck his face as he pieced two and two together. “Th-that’s why you didn’t want me coming with you to the infirmary, did you? Because he would be there. That must be your little get-to-know-you times, huh?”

She tried to shake her head, coming closer to Leo, but he ignited his hands again, this time making them burn bright. “You can’t possibly think that’s why-”

“Oh no, don’t try and make me think of something different. I’m a freaking mechanic Calypso! I wake up if I hear the faintest of sounds, and you wouldn’t think that I would find you sneaking out every night?”

Calypso stared at him, vision swimming with tears, but her face hard. Leo tried to find some bit of her left in there, but gave up, turning around to look for you. “How is-”

“Oh Y/N, I wouldn’t go to see her. Unless you wanna see her bod-”

“What the hell?”, Leo asked, his voice firm, as his mind went into overdrive. “What did you do Calypso?”

“Nothing much..”, she said, but he didn’t hear another word as Will Solace burst into his cabin.

Out of breath, and sweaty, he looked at Leo. “Y/N needs you… she is close to dying”

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That was it, the first part! I’m sorry I didn’t get to the second part, but I think the cliffhanger may add to the storyline, so let’s see if that works out. Thanks so much for requesting this, and I hope you enjoy it :)