#his pronouns to me are ''was too busy with work to even realize hes nonbinary''

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transfem trent forever and ever <33

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How I see the Mercs within the LBGTQ+ Community

cause i keep seeing people posting things and EVERYONE KEEPS GETTING IT WRONG!! /j who cares i jus wanna make a funky list too

Scout: Def Bisexual, Trans ftm (can take or leave)

Probably has a preference for women

Probably doesn’t realize he likes men until he works with them 24/7 and all of his coworkers are hunky n sweaty and maybe a lil flirty

If trans, used Sex Bom tattoo to cover top surgery scars. Even though it’s definitely just worse than just having ts scars lmao

Soldier: Bisexual and Poly

I just love him dating Zhanna and Demo honestly

Fuck it, other mercs too, if they wanted

Tbh I also fuck with aro/ace vibes for him, he’s just kinda around for a good time with the homies in my mind. Both is good

I do see his preference being fairly equal though. Too busy thinking about his love for the US to think too much about tiddies/ass/etc.

Pyro: Def Ace, and either Aro or Lesbian in my mind. Also Nonbinary.

Either gender-fluid or just straight-up no gender enby. no in-between in my eyes.

I’m mostly all for Aro/Ace Pyro but I saw some Pyro x Ms. Pauling art and. love that. ugh, decisions…

Feel like they use whatever pronouns. Don’t gaf, will never gaf

Also no sex cause the suit just doesn’t come off. Also too busy setting shit on fire to care. More important shit to do.

Demoman: Pansexual and Poly

Again, dating Soldier who is also dating Zhanna

He’s also in a longterm relationship with Eyelander. Don’t ask too many questions about how that works though. But they are.

Also doesn’t have a gender-preference (obviously, he’s married to a sword). Semi-opportunistic in that sense, I guess (again he’s married to a sword. how many times do i gotta—)

Heavy: Bisexual, preference for Men

Idk man but Heavy and Medic have been married for a long time in my eyes

Also I feel like he participated in his sisters’ longing to “see another man” while living in Russia, had a similar reaction to meeting Medic upon taking the Merc job as Zhanna meeting Scout/Soldier

(For those who have yet to read the comics, that reaction basically just being: “you are man. I am horny. let’s bang.” and Medic would just be like o///o “aight” I think)

Biggest trans supporter tho, idk why but it just makes sense he would be the first to punch the teeth out a transphobe. Defends other mercs when confronted about gender shit 100%

Engineer: Bisexual, preferring Women; ftm Trans

The more top surgery art I see of him, the more I fall in love with trans Engie. It’s basically canon to me now. You can take this from my cold, dead hands.

Idk not much else to say. He’s a switch, though, if that adds much of anything HXSKFJEJX

No bottom surgery in my mind, either. Just makes his own straps n shit, cause he can (one of his 11 PhDs was in sex, actually, did you know?)

Medic: Gay, ftm Trans (again, can take or leave)

The most bottom-gay I’ve ever seen, personally (idk how else to phrase it, forgive me)

Again, I feel like he’s been married to Heavy for a long time

If trans, did his own top and bottom surgery, probably at the same time, cause he knew he could and he’s fucking insane (scars are a little wild as a result but he wears them with pride)

Sniper: Gay. das it HFSKFJEK

Gay, but the type of guy where you’d never know til his fuckin boyfriend walks out and kisses him or sum

Also he’s exclusively a top in my mind. Idk why but I feel like he’s got control issues HHEEKLEDP

Again, not super out-spoken about his sexuality, but *will* go out of his way to stab a homophobe. Not kill them from a distance, specifically stab. Shit’s more personal that way (is that too morbid? sorry)

Spy: Bisexual, Genderfluid

Another bottom, but will top if needed (like with most women, if he somehow gets with *another* bottom, etc.)

He’s also a whore. A slut, even. Good for him.

OH AND GENDERFLUID omg. Saw some stuff about that recently so it’s new to my pea brain but I like it.

Again, like Sniper, I feel like he wouldn’t really talk about his gender stuff a lot, but would discover this of himself when disguising himself as women and just feeling. Just as comfortable, if not more comfortable as them at times.

Kinda sensitive about it, though, probably. Will stab anyone who mentions it while he’s figuring it out. But gets better upon meeting the mercs and their gay-asses, lmao

“holy shit it’s not that crazy to like to have boobs sometimes��� type-beat.

ok i’m done. again feel free to add stuff, fight me (like, as a bro), or whatever. Love talking about it cause I love these lil weirdos. Probably too much. oh well hdkafjejfk

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random total drama reboot sexuality headcanons (made these while listening to laufey)

priya is pan, she just kinda knew she loved any and all genders. demiromantic, falls in love at first sight but always thinks twice about if its a crush or not (it never is). uses she/they. scared to tell her parents

millie gives lesbian tbh, never felt attraction to a guy. had 'crushes' on girls and always brushed them off until she was like wait. holy darn i'm gay what the flip okay. also demiromantic, just like, never has crushes but knows she can

julia's bi. idk she just like, likes girls. she's never dated a girl but she lowk wants to, never told anyone

hear me out. mk, aromantic. always joked about how she was too busy with her tech to be into romance, then she realized she wasn't joking. also lesbian and nonbinary

nichelle is THE closet lesbian my god, straight on air but lesbian off set. got caught on a date with a girl once and literally had to make a whole 10 page insta slide explanation (everyone skimmed it, no one even cared, literally everyone still thought she was still straight UNTIL she made the post.)

axel is just so lesbian to me idk. her and ripper get together in season two tho so idk but i still live by the lesbian hc tbh

scary girl is just. scary. idk man she's not a girl or boy they are just an essence. unlabeled, asexual, probably uses any pronouns because as long as you're scared she don't care

emma is so transfem to me she is just a trans girl trust me. she's also bisexual and uses she/they. chill about telling people she's bi, but doesn't really bring up that she's trans unless she trusts you

raj is obviously gay. felt more free when he realized. lowk forced himself to have crushes on girls to fit in, like just thought you could choose someone and be like "yup ur my crush now"

wayne is either the BIGGEST straight ally ever or aroace. idk he just gives aroace vibes to me, also faked crushes. raj and wayne would LOWK be jealous of eachother for actually having crushes on girls ☠️

bowies gay of course. always just kinda knew, very very open about it. get's bullied for it sometimes but he doesn't care (the other person always get BODIED by his insults if bowie feels like it)

damien is transmasc and bi, pretty open about it. he doesn't mind telling people cause he doesn't care if they hate him for it. always shocks people when he comes out, he finds it funny

chase is so transmasc oh my god he has literally never told anyone and he is scared to. also the HARDEST bisexual closet case my god

zee idkk like maybe genderfluid bisexual asexual and uses any pronouns.

ripper is an on the low bisexual. wants to held by a MAN

anddd caleb idk probably straight ally

non sexuality related but

emma listens to laufey!

emma and chase havent come out to eachother about being trans. emma told chase about being bisexual and chase just kind of ghosted her for a few days

raj is autistic and wayne has adhd

damien listens to tyler, the creator

axel is def hispanic, she got that puerto rican blood in her i swear

damien got snake bite piercings

chase still payed for all of emmas subscriptions after they broke up ☠️

chase was buying tampons for emma and deadass asked her "babe what size yo pussy". she blocked and ghosted him for a good week

emma is an avid minecraft player, lowk got chase into it (they had a hardcore world for THREE YEARS and chase got them killed by a creeper when they were making a bakery for emma because he SWORE emma was paranoid for wanting to wear armor)

bowie used to be a track kid

emma tried to go vegan for like a week before she quit

damien is probably autistic

chase used to work at one of those kiosks at the mall that sell shitty overpriced sunglasses

priya has watched total drama more times than she can count. her parents didn't let her watch any other shows until she could memorize all the lines to island, action, and world tour if she was LUCKY

chase is a kpop stan

that's it. that's the post. same time next week guys???

[dee-in-the-box]

happy pride month, y'all! have some pride headcanons!!

none of these people are straight and/or cis to me. they've all got some weird queerness going on with them

Jack: transmasc (he/him mostly, but probably wouldn't mind they/them that much), bisexual. could see him being acespec, but sex favorable or indifferent. polyamorous.

Dave: nonbinary in a "i don't understand gender and idgaf about it" way (he/him, but honestly doesn't care. probably would find out about it/its pronouns and love those), pansexual. teach this guy about xenogenders i think he'd love those too. polyamorous (i can see it).

Peter: transfem bigender (he/she), and honestly doesn't know what her sexuality would be considering his weird gender situation (look, he grew up in the 50s-60s. the most exposure to the queer community she had was through Jack, and that wasn't. A Lot). me personally? i'd say lesbian. because Fuck It, Why Not?

Dee: technically cis because she never got to grow up and figure that stuff out (she/her), but i could see her growing up and being on the spectrum of GNC or Genderqueer (the genderqueer part is Definitely not me projecting (< lie)). also aroace (repulsed on both ends)

Henry: cis man (he/him; the first entirely cis person here), bisexual. listen. i heard that thing that was like. DD originally said he was bi but then changed it to straight after getting hate for it for some reason, and i decided to make it a situation where Henry just like. Acknowledged it was a thing for him but didn't really give any fucks because he busy Committing Crimes Against Humanity. everyone thinks he's straight though, 'cause he never mentions it (again, busy with Other Things. such as Causing Problems).

Steven: cis man (he/him), gay. This Is The Shortest Fucking One. also, Steven is the shortest adult of the cast; he's 5'5".

Harry: masc nonbinary dude (he/they), bisexual, polyamorous.

Jake: cis man (he/him), graysexual panromantic, polyamorous.

Roger: probably got some genderfuckery there, but i'll just say A Dude (gender neutral) for now (he/him), gay (as in Likes Men Or Masc-Leaning People), polyamorous. didn't realize the Gay & Poly Part until Dsaf 3. You'll Never Guess How He Found Out!

Rebecca: transfem (she/they/xe), and just queer in general. not exactly poly, but she doesn't mind Harry's...other partners (Jake and Roger). it's sort of a "This is my boyfriend, and this is my boyfriend's boyfriends! ^-^" situation.

and for a few others:

Caroline: cis woman (she/her), cupioromantic (aromantic micro-label; basically means that you don't feel romantic attraction, but still desire a romantic relationship) heterosexual. she still loves Peter, her love just isn't necessarily "romantic." i'd describe it more like queerplatonic. she got married to Peter because she does genuinely care for him and love him, but also because...well, it was what was expected of her. besides, she doesn't mind being married, it's actually pretty nice. Caroline's as close as y'all are going to get to a cishet Dsaf character from these headcanons.

Matt: transmasc agender (he/him), aroace (romance indifferent/favorable (see: "I'm Matt! Everybody loves me!"), sex indifferent/repulsed (do i even need to explain it? i think we know why this was what i picked for him).

now, fun facts!!

Jack actually doesn't experience a lot of dysphoria, just upset that he doesn't have a dick. he doesn't even mind the boobs too much (except that they make people think he's a woman; that part sucks), he'd probably just like a binder. wouldn't mind top surgery, but y'know. Binders Are Easier To Get And Cheaper Than That.

Dee is romance repulsed in terms of herself for the most part (as in the idea of being romantic herself grosses her out). except for Davesport. she told Jack and Dave to "get a room" multiple times in the Flipside.

Blackjack technically has the same labels as Jack, but y'know. Ghost Dog.

Henry doesn't understand why so many queer people work at Fazbender's (Jack, Steven, Peter, etc) because he just. keeps killing them. not due to the queerness but because They Keep Getting In His Way. what is it about the Chuck E Cheese rip-offs that attracts the gays?? Is It The Bears?? Is It The Fucking BEARS??? (i had to make the joke. i had to)

Modern Day Queer Discourse would piss Jack off. he was alive in the 60s and 70s when that shit was getting more mainstream. he's effectively a queer elder, technically (even if he kinda sorta Looks perpetually twenty-two because he kinda can't age anymore). he's seen some shit. i can see him saying on someone's "He/Him Lesbians Aren't A Thing >:(" post "my bigender brother is a lesbian, though. he's got a wife" and then logging off. you can't tell me he wouldn't

I Stand By My Statement: None Of The Kennedy Siblings Have A Normal Relationship With Gender. They Just Don't.

Jack just uses a lot of slurs for himself. he's got. So Fucking Many that he can reclaim (because y'know. Gay/Bi and Trans. and he was alive during the 60s and 70s. so you can only imagine the shit he's heard or had thrown at him).

the first time in his life that Dave ever had to worry about gender stuff was when Henry was having to like. fill out paperwork and things like that to get him an ID of some kind. when they got to gender, Dave didn't really know why that was important, nor what would really fit. they just put "male" on there because technically that would "fit him best" (since he, y'know. has a dick), but Dave didn't feel like either option fit.

i feel like Jack went to a pride event/parade sometime before Dsaf 3. like, maybe he finally felt comfortable actually going there and being out safely for the first time in his life. it was nice.

Caroline helped Peter with her makeup after she came out, and with growing his hair out.

after coming home post-Dsaf 2, Peter actually tried some dresses out. they also found out a way to still put eyeliner on him. and that was using a Sharpie to draw under her phone dial to look like eyeliner. hey, it works.

Peter never got comfortable enough to wear lipstick before he died, though :( so she never got to experience that

Jack: "If I had a nickel for every time I was someone's gay awakening, I'd have three nickels. Which isn't a lot, but how does this keep happening-" (the three people in question are Dave, Jake, and Roger)

i have so many more istg, but this post is getting long. might talk about some more if anyone's interested, though!

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Okay so Yin Yang Yo! was my absolute FAVORITE fucking show when I was a young kid, like I dunno, 10 to 13 years old. I recently revisited the show and well, I've outgrown the writing QUITE a bit. I'm in my late twenties now. But it's still very nostalgic to me, and I figured hey, I got a few light-hearted ideas, so I'll scribble em down and post em somewhere.

One of my favorite characters from YYY was Yuck because he was cute and scruffy. I like scruffy. And I probably enjoyed his voice acting too.

Anyway, I spat out some ideas for how I might rewrite the episode "Yin Yang Yuck" for a fanfic or something, but I'm too busy to write a whole fanfic, so here's the raw juices.

So first, I don't like how flippant the beginning is. Yin and Yang fight daily, and often physically, so it seems silly that this one time only, they would create life. What's a specific thing Yin and Yang would do in this fight that's different from others?

Let's say they've both been learning a new move that's high level. Master Yo taught them the basics, but neither of them can successfully use it. Hell, Woo Foo Aura might be good for this? Putting aside Aura Or Not cause I'm just having fun here.

Yin has a partial grasp on the idea of it because she'll happily express love and passion, but Yang is too embarrassed to express himself and he tries not to feel those vulnerable emotions. So let's say Yin gets REALLY pissed at Yang one day (hopefully over something much less dumb than what started their fight in canon) and she gives in to using her anger for her aura instead, and Yang does the same, even though his anger is normally performative and light-hearted. The two of them genuinely set out to hurt each other in some way, which is what flares up their worst traits—traits they're directly channeling into physical Woo Foo energy.

Their auras reject them because of their misuse of their emotions to fuel the power, and instead they clash and combine. The sheer power creates a new being made of both of their worst qualities, topped off with hatred for each of those qualities and their good ones as well, because well, they were feeling some level of hatred for each other in those moments.

He calls himself Yuck because he is full of self-loathing and awful contradictions, and because the parts of Yin and Yang that love one another despite their differences did not get transferred to him. Yin and Yang are left without the ability to feel any negative hateful emotions. Maybe sadness? But not anger. Not the desire to harm.

I also just realized that yeah, I'd make Yuck nonbinary because he was made from a boy and girl who perform their genders in such AGGRESSIVELY normative ways, but I could buy that he uses he/him because nobody in this family knows what nonbinary is and Yuck isn't really concerned with it, but he still finds that he's completely being perceived either way. He doesn't care about his pronouns, etc.

He's also not really in a position to figure out what identity makes him feel right? Because again, he's just made out of awful traits. He's ashamed of ALL his interests and all his circumstances (and Yin and Yang's circumstances), so he lashes out any time someone tries to be nice and understanding towards him. He's disgusted by Yin and Yang's sugary sweet kindness. He's driven to violent rage when someone so much as steps in his way. He snaps at people when they seem to "have a tone" or look at him grumpily or don't respond to him quickly enough. He perceives every action someone takes in the worst possible light. He's miserable.

Master Yo is alarmed at what Yin and Yang did, and especially that it resulted in a new living person being made. He decides that it would be the most humane to split him back up and send his traits back to the twins, because they're incomplete without being able to work through them naturally, and Yuck is a being created purely to hate and hurt. However, Yuck doesn't want to die, of course. So he attacks.

Master Yo can easily kick his ass tbh. There's no reason little level 2 Yuck should be able to beat a Woo Foo master. But maybe Yuck has hostages. He doesn't attack Master Yo directly, he keeps him away by threatening others. Yin and Yang have to come up behind him and try to take him by surprise, and then they have to "kill" him to his face when their surprise attack fails. It pains them both to do this, but they have to be whole again.

After the fight, they're back to their normal selves and Yuck is gone, and they still feel like they just did something cruel....

[bingoboingobongo]

platonic hcs for how fezco, rue, and whoever else would react to younger reader telling them they’re nonbinary??

euphoria characters x non-binary!reader headcanons

Pairing: Euphoria Characters x Non-binary!Reader

Type: Headcanon

Word Count: 0.9k

Summary: Some headcanons about coming out as non-binary to different Euphoria characters

Warnings: gender neutral pronouns used (they/them), mentions of misgendering (nothing extreme), mentions of coming out

A/N: hii, just another ask i'm trying to get done before i start any more original works. i might close my inbox soon because i feel like it always takes me so long to answer these asks so if you have anything you want send it in now. as always, likes/reblogs and constructive criticism are always appreciated :)

Masterlist

rue:

rue is definitely going to be supportive of you when you come out, in fact she seems like the kind of person who would help you come out/realize that you're non-binary in the first place

like i can imagine you guys hanging out at her house, your house, fezco's gas station, etc. when you bring it up and she is so good at helping you figure out your thoughts and eventually come to the conclusion that you are non-binary

i doubt that she would be celebrating or throwing a party or anything extravagant when you come out though

she'd probably congratulate you, confirm what your new pronouns were, and then it's business as usual

it's not meant to be rude but i just don't think her perception of you will be altered much, if at all

she probably sees you as a younger sibling and so if somebody uses the wrong pronouns to you i can totally see her stepping in and defending you, especially if you're particularly shy or introverted

she would also be a total champ at respecting your pronouns, like once you come out you will never hear her mess up or forget

fezco:

fezco would probably be a little confused about what non-binary really means

like it would take a while for him to really conceptualize it and understand what it entails

despite this he's still going to be supportive even if he doesn't really understand it

he would do his best to try and respect your pronouns but i feel like he would slip up a bit in the beginning

after he realizes though he would definitely correct himself though

like rue, i can see him getting defensive if someone used the wrong pronouns with you, especially if you guys have a platonic relationship where it's almost familial

even if you guys were in a romantic relationship he would still defend you though

he probably wouldn't make a huge deal about it when you come out, just congratulating you and maybe asking a few questions

jules:

jules is most definitely going to be supportive of you

she would probably insist on throwing a party or having some sort of celebration when you do come out

she would be so flattered and happy that you trusted her enough to come out to her

i don't think she would ever slip up when it comes to your pronouns

like as soon as you come out and tell her your pronouns she is on top of it

she would definitely get physical/try to get physical if someone refused to respect your pronouns

maddie:

maddie is probably going to be a lot more accepting than you might first think

she will definitely be getting you something to celebrate, maybe like a little cupcake to congratulate you

if someone repeatedly used the wrong pronouns with you, i don't think she would get too physically violent but she would definitely be yelling at them and berating them

she would do her best at respecting your pronouns, but like fez she might slip up every once in a while

once she realizes though she will apologize profusely

like she will feel horrible because it's never done out of spite or hatred it's purely an accident

she might ask you a few questions, maybe just like what it truly means and how you knew you were non-binary

cassie:

cassie will just accept it, no questions asked

i don't see her trying to throw a party or anything, but she might give you a hug, a congratulations, and maybe affirming that you're still important to her

cassie would be surprisingly good at respecting your pronouns

like i know in the show she can come off a bit ditzy but i think she would be proficient in respecting your pronouns

she would do as much as she can to make sure you feel comfortable at school and around her

you coming out wouldn't affect how she sees you

she would definitely try and defend you if someone used the wrong pronouns with you

but let's be real i don't think she would be the best at it

kat:

kat is definitely going to be accepting of you

i can see her wanting to take you out to the mall or somewhere nice to celebrate

kat would definitely take you shopping if you wanted to buy some new clothes/change your wardrobe

kat is going to be really good at respecting your pronouns too

like she'll get them right off the bat and rarely, if ever, use the wrong pronouns

if she does she'll probably correct herself quickly but i don't think she'd want to bring to much attention to it

she would definitely call out anyone that uses the wrong pronouns with you

lexi:

like everyone else, lexi is going to be very accepting of you

i can see her asking you some questions, specifically how you realized you were non-binary, because i think that might be something she wants to know about herself

i can see the two of you guys talking about it for a long time, but she'll be fully engaged the whole time

i don't think lexi is the kind of person to vehemently defend you if someone used the wrong pronouns just because she's not very confrontational

like she'll correct them but if they continue she might just call them a bigot or pull you away/ignore them

she would definitely be apologizing in private with you though and maybe talking bad about that person

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Epistolary fic/fake reddit post, take 2 - Percy at r/relationshipadvice.

Notes: I process things through a layer of separation, which is part of how this was born— Jason seems to me to be a good candidate for the same kind of "overwhelmingly matches with AGAB....except" that I have. It took me until I was halfway through it that I realized I got carried away working on it is because Halloween is coming up, which means I dress in my Gender Euphoria coat, and apparently I have anticipatory event feelings I had to work out!

So yeah, this happened.

It can be read as a standalone, but it does take place in the greater stellarverse (if you remember with cream, firstly holy wow I'm so happy you're still here and secondly it's a little after that). No powers.

More notes and pinging at the end! This one got kinda long.

So I (26M) have been with my fiance (25NB, AMAB) since high school. He came out to me last year. (Usually he uses he/him. He describes his gender as 85% guy, 10% lady and 5% pop princess drag queen. Sorry, pronouns might get confusing.) 

We got engaged a few weeks ago which I am still completely losing my mind over. The ring I got him is really nice. It has abalone and amethyst on it and it's made of tungsten. Except for the amethyst it matches mine (I have a pearl, which I am just now realizing is funny for reasons that will become clear). 85% of the time, he's deliriously happy showing it off to anyone who will look. The thing is, it's really masculine because when he's feeling masculine he feels really masculine. 

He's still pretty new to the whole nonbinary thing and kinda anxious about everything, so we've been using codes to talk about it. It's a little easier to tell me "I'm in ten percent mode" than "I feel like a woman today". He came up with a nickname for her, too. We call her Pearl (not the real nickname but close, it's something you can wear as jewelry). 

So anyway Pearl definitely likes the ring, but she's conflicted about it. She hasn't complained and she never will. But last night we went on a date to an opera, and she wore this absolutely stunning floor-length gown and silk gloves and a wig that went all the way down her back. I was so busy gaping like a horny fish I didn't even notice she was wearing the ring on a chain around her neck instead of her finger. 

I didn't ask her about it. I'm pretty sure it would have embarrassed her and she would have put it on and sucked up the dysphoria because she thought I was unhappy. But it gave me an idea. 

I want to take her out to a really nice restaurant and give her a ring that matches her name. Something feminine and pretty she can feel good in. I want her to feel like Juliet on her balcony. Like Taylor Swift in the music video for Love Story. 

I just don't want to put her on the spot, you know? I don't want to draw attention to it if it'll make her feel crappy, but this is super new for both of us so I have no idea what I'm doing. He did drag shows for two years before Pearl perked her head up and let him know she was a part of him. 

She has a hard time expressing herself because she grew up with a lot of very strict pressure to adhere to gender norms. She's one of those people who can easily see that it's bullshit, except for when she internalizes it. She makes herself the exception to her own acceptance. 

It breaks my heart. Sometimes she cries about it, which is actually a huge improvement. Before Pearl, he couldn't cry except in literal life or death situations. He kinda still can't, but she can. 

She likes the opportunities to have a few milestones, like coming downstairs in a beautiful dress while I'm waiting at the door in a tux with a bouquet of pink hyacinths. He went to prom with me, but she's never been to a dance. My housemate helped me buy her a (not-actually) pearl bracelet for her birthday, and she cried and laughed and told me she loved me and demanded I put it on her. (My hands were super sweaty so it took me a couple tries, lol. It looks great on her.) 

I imagine myself taking her hand while we wait for dessert. Telling her how beautiful she is. How much I love her, that I can't wait to introduce her to people as my wife, that she's as knock-out drop-dead gorgeous as he is knock-out drop-dead handsome. Tell her how proud I am to be seen with her on my arm. How much her happiness means to me. 

I imagine getting on one knee and taking her hand and asking "Antoinette Pearl Smith (not her real full name either), will you do me the honor of being my bride?" 

I imagine her crying. That's where my imagination starts letting my insecurity interfere. 

Sometimes I see her smiling and crying and laughing and asking me to put it on her. Sometimes I imagine her bursting into tears and having a panic attack because I reminded her. I feel like there's a pretty even chance that it's either exactly the validation she needs from me or it's the worst possible plan I could come up with. 

She's incredibly elegant, classy and sophisticated, but she has a distinctly glam edge to her style. We get stares when we're out in public and it's a Pearl day. She's convinced it's because she doesn't pass (she can sing high bass parts and she's over 7 ft tall in her 8-inch dagger pumps and yes that turns me on), but I've seen the way people look at her. Most of them are staring for the same reason I do: because she's an Amazonian bombshell who leaves you breathless and makes your heart race, just by entering your field of vision.

When I say she's outrageously attractive, I mean the second word very literally. People are drawn to her. They can't help it. It's natural when a goddess walks among mortals, I guess. ;) 

(And yeah, sometimes people are horrible and we've heard plenty of slurs, but we live near a liberal city steeped in queer culture and history, which helps. I've taken a few punches, but I've thrown them back too, and there's always somebody nearby who checks in with us and makes sure we're okay afterwards. All things considered, we could be in a much less trans-friendly situation.) 

I guess I really want to make sure she knows I'm attracted to her and in love with her, and that I would be even if I'd never met him— honestly, if I'd met Pearl first, we probably would have started dating a lot sooner because I already knew I liked tall, blonde, brilliant, sophisticated women, and that's exactly what she is. 

I want her to feel like I'm not just going along with it for her sake. When I picture our wedding, I get choked up whether I'm imagining him in a suit or her in a gown. I want her to know that there's no facet of her I'm not captivated by. 

Am I overthinking this? Am I being ridiculous? (Yes.) Should I ask her girlfriends for advice? Should I ask my girlfriends for advice?? Should I go hang around at some gay bars and see if I can find any elders who can talk some sense into me??? 

Should I talk to her mom (actually her sister, long story)? My mom? Maybe my kid sister can lend me some of her childhood wisdom...she's very, very good at keeping surprises (never secrets). 

I don't know. I'm rambling. I started writing this post because my BFF (27M) is teaching her to sew bc she's way too tall even for most plus size shops and she just finished her very first circle skirt. she's been spinning around all day like a toddler in a cinderella costume. It's so fucking cute. Please help. I may actually be dying.

I'm going to go dance with her now so she stops giving me the sad baby kitten eyes. Thanks in advance if you made it all the way through! Yikes, me. 

MORE NOTES: The nickname thing is honestly mostly so I can keep my head on straight as a writer. Her actual nickname is Ruby, which I was not consciously clever enough to remember fits perfectly because ruby is July's birthstone!

Percy's BFF is Grover, and "Antoinette" is a reference to Jason's middle name, which in this 'verse is Anthony.

(Incredibly, this is less than half of what I have written. Whoops.)

Pinging @perseusjackson-jasongrace, my dear beta @elaborateruses and @starlightshadowsworld because you have all encouraged me to do this in the first place and it's been great. 💜💜

[jeffverse]

it’s pride month!!!!!!!! are any of the jeffs celebrating:0

no none of my guys celebrate anything they are all either too old or don’t care or both BUT they r lgbt

stat is he/him/any nonbinary bi

nine is he/him/any cis(?) pan

praline is she/her cis bi

val is he/she/they intersex nonbinary bi

six is he/him cis something….. definitely not straight

bonus: ryd is he/him trans bi

bonus 2: all of kilian and co is cishet so they’re getting excluded all month (sloan desperately wants pascal to be he/they bi)

- mod lucia

i asked this question so im ignoring what it’s saying and listing their business

blondie is cis gay

daisy is cis bi and i don’t like him

spirit is a dog

for a bonus blondies jane is a lesbian :)

actually on a side note blondie would wear one of these for pride

- mod sloan

Butting in like i always do since it's my male right in this pride month with mine. Most of my jeffs are trans and bi so! Specifics

- Dally is something and biromantic. He doesn't like to think about his gender even though in the server i joke about it, he goes by he/him but if you use she/her he's not gonna correct you but also going to stare at himself in the bathroom mirror almost ripping off the sink.

- Grease is transmasc and bisexual, as a bonus he's also canonically a dad!

- RRH is the same as Grease, transmasc and bisexual and also canonically a father. Which makes it that i have two transmasc deadbeat dad jeffs. Don't know what to do with this realization honestly (ask me about it)

- JD is pansexual and gnc! He doesn't care about gender at all and doesn't worry about how he's presenting.

- Tulpa and the system are unlabeled! They don't really worry about how they present or what they are attracted to. And they're young, so they don't really care about it. Any pronouns work for Tulpy

-Raden is also gnc and aroace! He's the sexiest mfer on this earth

-mod noah

Nathan is GAY gay as hell he has at least four rainbows on him at all time in the form of patches or pins. He's cis and he/him but you can barbie doll him into a pretty pink dress if you want

Pirate is bi and ace but he's like, twelve and hasn't figured that out yet. In his 20s he has a gender crisis but don't worry about it he's totally fine and normal

AJ is gay but has been with women in the past. He's cis but really gnc. He owns skirts and heels, is pretty good with makeup and has probably done drag in the past. His gender doesn't bother him he just does what he feels like

Darcie is trans and gay. He grew up in rural catholic Ireland in the 70s then got eeby deeby'd into the shining hotel so he only recently learned what the word transgender means. He's also homophobic sometimes but it's okay because it's funny

Tino is pansexual, aromantic and intersex. Despite his whole love theme and the amount of relationships he's had he really does not care about the whole thing, it's just a tool to him. Tino will respond to any pronouns but if you ask him what ones he prefers he'll tell you to figure it out on your own

Eddy is aro/ace and cisgender. He doesn't really understand the concept of romantic love and doesn't feel sexual attraction. He's happy with just having really close friends!! :)

BONUS ROUND: Darcie and Louise have four other siblings. One of them, Sean, is bi :)

BONUS BONUS ROUND: Pirate's future au roommate Steve is bi too but he's a COWARD and refuses to leave the closet. I want to hurt him.

-Mod CC

. Squishy is gnc! Rn he doesnt really understand romantic attraction but in his adult life he comes out as gay! Only romantic bc he's stuck with a 15 yo mindset forever

. Kipri is nonbinary and wlw!! Also her father Marcel is pansexual and kisses AJ on the mouth

. Frenchie is queer but it doesn't really matter what exactly how because he bites >:(

. Mike is nonbinary pansexual!

About CC's bonus: i shipped steve and pirate before it was canon 😎

-Mod Kim 🧢 Hi! Mod ez finishing out this round with his characters sexualities! At the very last minute too lol - Andy is GAY he is PAINFULLY gay and he is very repressed about it. If I brought him to a pride parade he would start crying. - His brother Drew is bisexual and in a polyamorous relationship.  - Cas is bi! He doesn’t figure this out for a while though because he’s dumb as hell and forgot that was an option. he’s like i can’t be gay? I like girls? duh? and everyone is like cas i swear to fucking god Shockingly, those are my main lgbt jeffs, with most of my others being straight or unlabeled. Bonus content, RT is straight but would love pride month because he wants to ally as hard as possible. 

[sohotthateveryonedied]

Gender? In THIS Economy?

Read here on AO3!

Summary:

Duke is questioning stuff and goes to Tim for advice. (feat. trans!Tim and nonbinary!Duke)

“Here you go. One Batburger with extra pickles, extra onions, and extra extra mayonnaise.” Duke drops the paper takeout bag unceremoniously into Tim’s lap. “Your taste buds need a tune-up, bro.”

Tim unwraps his burger and takes a bite. Batburger may be questionable when it comes to copyright laws, but damn if they don’t pile on the condiments better than any fast food restaurant in Gotham. “Sounds to me like you simply haven’t reached the sky-scraping level of enlightenment that I have, grasshopper.”

“Enlightenment would have been going to Red Robin and using your uniform to get a discount,” Duke says. He sits beside Tim on the rooftop’s edge, their legs dangling side by side a hundred feet above Gotham’s plunging gray streets. He digs into his own burger and makes a face. “Enlightenment would also be getting the Robin Nuggets next time. This tastes like dried leather.”

“I like it,” Tim says with a shrug. “It has personality.”

“So does raw sewage, but you don’t see me eating that.”

Tim concedes the point. His communicator buzzes in his belt. He checks the screen and discovers an alert from Cass composed entirely of clown emojis and red harlequin diamonds.

Duke notices. “Should we get that?”

Tim pockets the communicator. “Nah, Spoiler’s got it. We have time to relax.” And he’s not about to pass up quality time with the one little brother who doesn’t hate him. It’s hard enough as it is for Tim and Duke to find the time, what with them being on opposite sleeping schedules and work snatching their attention away with grabby, toddler-sized hands.

“Don’t get a lot of that during the day shift,” Duke says. “Every time an alarm goes off, it’s my business.”

Tim knocks him in the side with his elbow. “That’s what you get for turning to the light side instead of kicking it in the shadows with us. More employees to go around.” He sips his soda for a moment. “Why did you come out tonight, anyway? I thought you stayed in on weeknights.”

“Right. I actually wanted to talk to you about something.” Duke says it carefully, like he’s testing the waters. “I need advice.”

Tim has to admit that his chest puffs out a little at that. It’s not often people come to him for advice when Dick and Barbara are right there, all full of adult wisdom that Tim is too pitifully shrimpy to possess. “What’s up?”

“It’s kind of...personal.”

“Yes, Bruce does have special powder for suit-chafing. It’s in the cabinet under the first-aid supplies.”

“It’s not that,” Duke says, though he snorts in half-hearted laughter. He looks down at his hands like he’s dreading the words lodged in his throat. “What was it like, realizing you were a dude?”

One of Tim’s eyebrows shoots up. “Oh.”

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. It’s an invasive question.”

“No, no, it’s fine. You just caught me off guard, is all.” It’s not like this is the first time someone has asked. Tim used to be uncomfortable talking about it, but he’s grown up since then. Talking about his trans journey is as normal as talking about what he did yesterday. He eats a fry. “What do you want to know?”

Duke searches Tim’s face for a sign that he’s lying, that he should back off. When he doesn’t find one, he asks, “How old were you when you figured it out?”

Tim thinks back. “Nine, I think? But even before that, it’s not like I ever really felt like a girl. I knew there was something wrong, but I didn’t know what. When I first heard about what being transgender meant, everything I’d been feeling until then clicked into place.”

“What was it like?” Duke asks, “growing up the way you did? Presenting as a girl when you knew you weren’t?”

Tim shrugs. “I don’t know. It was life at the time. I dealt with it.”

“Was it hard? Pretending to be something you weren’t?”

Tim doesn’t know what answer Duke is looking for, or why he’s so interested, but he won’t ask. “My parents always had this idea of me being the perfect daughter, all obedient and graceful and crap. I’m pretty sure their hope was to eventually marry me off to the highest bidder so they could reap the business benefits.”

“That sounds awful.”

Tim shrugs again. “I didn’t start feeling any different than I should have until around six or seven. I was always a tomboy. I liked doing boy stuff and playing sports, but my parents thought it was a phase I would grow out of. They’d make me wear dresses and go to fancy parties with them, all the while I just wanted to claw my skin off and go home.”

He remembers the nights he would lie awake in bed, imagining what it must be like to have been born someone else. Anyone else. To grow up as a little boy who was allowed to run around, to get dirty, to be himself instead of following some arbitrary guidelines someone else drew up the day he was born. He imagined what it would feel like to answer to a different name than the one he’d been given, which grated on his ears the longer time went on, like an itchy sweater he couldn’t shed. It was hell.

He gives Duke a sly grin. “But the upside of having absent parents is that there aren’t as many people watching you. No one cared if I went to school in the boy’s uniform instead of the girl’s. No one was there to stop me from cutting my hair short the way I wanted it.”

Duke's eyes widen. “You cut your own hair?”

“It went exactly the way you’re thinking. I had to go to the barber the next day and have them fix it because it was so uneven. But by the end of the day, it was the way I always imagined it. I was finally starting to look like the person I wanted to be.”

Duke stares intently at the remains of his burger as if the universe’s answers to an unspoken question were written in sesame seeds. “Did it get better after that? Did you feel...at peace?”

“‘Course not. The world wasn’t magically fixed just because I took a step in the right direction. My problems didn’t go away.” When he says that, Duke looks almost...disappointed? “But,” Tim adds, “it was better than it was before. I still had to act for my parents and the rest of the world, but I didn’t have to hide from myself anymore.”

“How did your parents react when they found out?”

Tim grimaces. “They...didn’t take it well.” He can still hear his father’s voice in his memories, bringing up therapy and camps and whatever places he could think of that would “fix” his little girl.

“But, after a while,” Tim continues, “it was clear that I wasn’t going to change my mind anytime soon. I guess they figured it would be easier to go along with it than fight me every step of the way. They still didn’t like it, but they tolerated it.”

Duke is quiet.

“Why do you ask?” Tim prods.

Duke’s expression doesn’t give anything away. It’s nights like this when Tim can see how perfectly Duke fits into this mental institution they call a family. For all that Duke thrives in the light, he keeps his cards just as close to his chest as the rest of them. He gives Tim a half-smile. “Just wondering.”

“Okay.”

They fall into weighted silence, the scales tipping on either side of their post, but never settling. Tim waits. He finishes his burger and busies himself with reorganizing the pouches in his belt, giving Duke the privacy to think.

“I don’t know,” Duke starts after several minutes, “if I’m a boy.” He looks at Tim. “I think I might be something else.”

“Okay,” Tim says calmly. “What do you feel like?”

“I’m not sure. I’ve always felt different, y’know? When I was a kid, it was because I was smarter than everyone in my class. And it was fine, because I knew what it was and how it worked and why it was a good thing, being the smart one. It made sense. Time went on, the other kids started catching up, but that mismatched feeling never went away. I never felt right in my skin.”

Duke’s face rises to the dark clouds, the Batsignal shining from the top of the police station like a holy beacon. “Then I met Batman. My powers started to come in and everything clicked into place, all at once. That was why I never felt like I fit in with everyone else, because I was different. I had powers. That must have been it.”

“But it wasn’t,” Tim guesses.

Duke shakes his head. “I thought it would be. I mean, what else could it have been, you know? It should have explained why I never felt at home in my identity. But time goes on, I learn how to use my powers, and it fixes some of it, but not everything. There’s still part of me that looks in the mirror and sees something off. Some detail out of place.”

“Do you feel like a girl?” Tim ventures to ask.

Duke folds over the corner of his straw wrapper again and again in tiny triangles. “Nah, I doubt it. I like some feminine things, but I don’t think I’m a girl. Or a guy. I think...I might be nonbinary?”

Tim does his best to channel Bruce’s “supportive dad” energy and smiles. “Okay. What pronouns do you want to use?”

“They/them, maybe? For a while?”

“Duly noted.” He puts a hand on Duke’s shoulder. “I really do appreciate you telling me.”

Duke rubs the back of their neck, their cheeks flushing. “It feels good to say out loud. Not just in my head.”

“Do you think you’re going to tell anyone else? You don’t have to if you’re not ready, but our whole family will support you.”

“Yeah.” Duke picks at their nails, nodding absently. “I know they will. I’m not worried about that.”

“Then what are you worried about?”

Duke takes a deep breath in, and Tim is reminded of a balloon close to bursting. “My parents aren’t dead. I’m going to get them back. And when I do...what are they going to think when they wake up after half a decade and find out that their son isn’t their son anymore? What if they don’t like the person they see?”

Tim can’t say that he hadn’t swum with the same thoughts years ago, back when the person who is Tim Drake was still on the drawing board. But there’s a difference between his situation and Duke’s. “Your parents love you, Duke. They’re not going to stop loving you just because you’ve grown up since they last saw you.”

“What if it’s too much? The superpowers and the crime-fighting and the new gender...it’s a lot to take in.”

“Well, sure,” Tim says. “It might take some time for them to get used to it, but this is who you are. They’re going to love it just as much as they love the rest of you.”

Duke smiles, and if their eyes are a little misty, Tim pretends not to notice.

“Besides,” he says. “If I were you, I’d just lead with the superpowers thing. Anything after that sounds perfectly acceptable.”

[imagineaworlds]

I Had a Dream (Part Six) -- BAU Team

“Broken and Used”

Written By: @desperately-bisexual

Request: None.

Warnings: Sir kink, Dom/sub relationship, Mistress kink, Master kink, dirty talk, bondage, BDSM, degradation, edging, fingering, oral (fem receiving), penetrative sex (using a condom), ball gag. The reader does go by they/them pronouns, however, the team refers to them as female when saying “good girl”.

Pairing: BAU team x Nonbinary!Reader (fem anatomy), Aaron Hotchner x Emily Prentiss, Jennifer Jareau x Emily Prentiss, Jennifer Jareau x Spencer Reid, Derek Morgan x Penelope Garcia

Word Count: 2203

“Look at me,” Reid demanded. My gaze immediately snapped to him. I watched as he stepped back towards the bed, then quickly stuck a single finger inside of me. “Who’s going to fuck you first?”

“I don’t… I don’t care…” I responded breathlessly, waiting for him to move his finger. I couldn’t focus on giving him a real answer when he was torturing me like this. The promise he made that no one would fuck me until I was broken had truly become my reality.

Reid curled his finger into my g-spot. “Choose.”

“You, Mister S. Please.”

His fingers slid out of me, and within an instant, he was kneeling between my thighs, unbuckling his belt as eagerly as he could. I readied myself for what was to come. Spotting Morgan and Garcia on the couch, he was busy cleaning her up, but I could tell that he was eager to approach the bed and tap in whenever Reid would be done with me. Hotch’s dream was about Morgan fucking me while they all pinned me— something I was sure was in my future. Until then, Reid’s turn had arrived. Since Rossi had taken a step back, leaving Reid to do whatever he wanted without a “teacher” hovering, Reid’s entire demeanor changed. He wasn’t obedient to anyone anymore.

 Hotch handed Reid a condom. As Reid’s erection sprang free, I tugged at the ropes holding my hands back since a sudden urge to scratch my fingers down his back ran through me. Not being able to touch him made it worse, though. Reid smirked at my struggle. “You’re not going to stop this,” he growled in my ear. I whimpered. “Just… take it…” He slid his length into me as roughly as he possibly could. “Fuck—” he groaned as he bottomed out inside of me. “So fucking tight for my cock.”

“Mister—”

“Shut up,” he demanded, his hand wrapping around my neck. As he sat up straight, his hips snapped back until he was almost entirely out of me, his tip barely pressed against my lips. The loss made me whine. Reid rolled his hips in response to my eagerness that he wouldn’t give into.

“Taste them,” Emily whispered to JJ. I looked over to catch a glimpse of the brunette grabbing a fistful of the blonde’s hair, then forcing her to bend down until her breath was hovering over my clit. “Tongue out.”

JJ flattened her tongue and stuck it out. The second it made contact with my clit, I jolted, and Reid thrusted into me as far as he could without hitting JJ. I clenched around his cock. JJ wasn’t entirely sure about what to do. I could tell that she was trying to take tips from what Emily did to her, but it was easier said than done. Thankfully, Emily noticed, too, so she started guiding JJ with her grip fist around her hair. When JJ’s tongue flicked suddenly on my sensitive clit, I moaned and pulled at the restraints again.

“Shhh, princess,” Hotch cooed in my ear. I hadn’t even realized that he had knelt down next to the bed. “Just take his cock like a good girl.”

I threw my head back as JJ and Reid worked in tandem to please me. When Morgan came over to the bed with Garcia, that was when I realized just how quickly things were speeding up. Garcia’s fascination with my breasts returned, only this time I was incredibly sore since Emily pulled off the clamps, which meant that the second Garcia and Morgan both used a single hand to pinch one of my nipples each, I cried out.

“Gag them,” Rossi ordered from the couch.

“You wanna choose one for us, baby girl?” Morgan asked Garcia. She nodded. “Okay. Go.”

The gags were all stored away nearly in one of the drawers in the wardrobe. Hotch and I had just about every kind we could get our hands on. Rubber ball gags, plastic ball gags, O-gags, ties, bits, everything. Garcia pulled the drawer open, then hovered her fingers over all of the different options as she contemplated which one would suit me and their plans best. Finally, as Reid distracted me with a rough thrust followed by him squeezing palm around my neck, Garcia chose a purple rubber ball gag that had practically caught her attention from the get-go, it seemed. When I tried to moan, Reid tightened his grip.

He leaned over JJ so that she could keep lapping her tongue against my clit. Then, while staring into my eyes, he whispered, “You can’t help but be broken and used, huh?” I nodded, biting my lip to hold back every sound of pleasure that was building in my chest. “Is JJ going to make you cum on my cock?”

I literally didn’t know if I could cum again, despite the fact that my body felt worked up for another one. I was so weak. I had started off strong, tugging at the restraints again and again, but now I could hardly do anything but let them use me. And I liked knowing that. It turned me on to think that they could do anything they wanted to me for their pleasure, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. Reid liked it, too. He saw the pain in my eyes, and he smirked. The broken look in my eyes was enough to encourage his thrusts. He was already close, I could tell. He was panting harder while trying to maintain this facade of alpha male— something he didn’t regularly let anyone see. With JJ still flicking my clit, my walls kept tightening around Reid, practically motivating Reid to cum faster.

Even though he was wearing a condom, he still moaned into my ear, “You want me to cum in you?”

If my breeding kink hadn’t been clear enough before, I think the whole room finally understood once I nodded and melted again in response to his words. That one line— out of everything else anyone had said to me thus far— nearly forced me to cum again. In fact, if they hadn’t forced so many orgasms out of me before, I probably would have cum. I wanted to cum. My mind was begging to let me feel that euphoria, but my body was trapped. And that knowledge sent Reid over the edge.

As Reid came, Emily pulled JJ out of the way quickly so that his hips could snap all the way into me, and so that he could hold onto my neck for support as his thrusts became sloppy. I felt him twitch and spill into the condom. His orgasm peaked, making him groan gruffly in my ear, driving into me one last time and resting there for a moment as he came down from his high. And then he slumped slightly.

“Fuck…” He let go of my neck and kissed where his thumb had surely left a bruise.

When he pulled out of me, I whined at the loss. I hadn’t realized just how hard he was fucking me until he was gone, leaving me to clench desperately around nothing. Emily immediately moved JJ back against my sore pussy.

“Clean them up,” she demanded. JJ stuck out her tongue again, this time moving into a better position now that Reid was out of the way. After he got off the bed and pulled up his pants, Emily gestured to him, “Hold her.” Reid did as he was told, replacing Emily’s hold on the back of JJ’s head to make sure she stayed pressed against me. “Try edging them,” she said to JJ. While Reid held JJ who was moving to experiment by pressing her tongue against my entrance, Emily walked over to grab one of the strap ons that she liked because it could be filled with the fake cum, which we both liked.

“Like this…” Reid brought my attention back to him and JJ as he ever so gently brushed the pad of his middle finger over the very tip of my sensitive clit. I felt that more than anything. The numbness I felt from the overstimulation washed away with that one touch. It was so shocking and stimulating, that I bucked harder than ever before, crying out for them to stop. Reid chuckled. “See.”

Suddenly, Hotch leaned down to pull the rope against my hips tight to make sure I had no more wiggle room at all. “Stop thrashing,” he said to me.

“I can’t—” I was stopped short when JJ tested Reid’s method, lightly dragging her tongue up from my dripping hole to my clit. Her warm tongue barely passed over it. When I tried to fight against the restraints this time, I found that my hips wouldn’t move an inch. “I can’t,” I admitted this time with more defeat.

“Do you want us to stop touching you altogether?” Morgan asked threateningly.

I shook my head while sending him pleading eyes. “No, Daddy.”

“Then, stop complaining.”

Garcia smirked from beside him as she turned the ball gag in her hand. Now that no one was in her way, she could step forward. Morgan was with her the whole time, his hand resting against her lower back, both of them leaning over the bed so that he could watch as I opened my mouth and she carefully slid the gag in. When I was biting down on the rubber ball, Morgan showed her how to tighten the straps under my hair. Hotch lifted my head so that they could see what they were doing.

When I was completely gagged, the leather straps digging into my cheeks, I felt JJ and Reid both flick a single finger over my clit simultaneously. I jolted. Reid smacked my thigh as punishment, but also just because he could. And since Emily was finally ready, she had JJ move out of the way. Reid pulled her up by her ponytail, then immediately grabbed her face and made her kiss him so that he could taste me on her tongue. They moaned into each other’s mouths.

“Couch,” he mumbled against her lips. They stumbled around with him pushing her backwards until they hit the couch, which was out of my view now that Emily was standing in front of my right ankle.

My eyes met hers. Since I couldn’t talk anymore, I tried to send her a look that begged for mercy since I knew just how cruel she could be if she wanted to. Like Reid, all she did was smirk. To my surprise, she started undoing the rope on my right ankle. Hotch seemed to catch the hint, because the next thing I knew, he was walking over to undo my left ankle. Though my legs had been freed from the tight restraints, neither Hotch nor Emily let me snap my legs shut. That wasn’t because they wanted to continue torturing me— though that was certainly one reason— but because it would’ve done more damage than good if I had immediately moved my legs around after being immobilized like that. So, they held me still until I was calm and they knew I wouldn’t snap. Their hands gently left my ankles. When I didn’t close my legs to prevent them from seeing or touching me, I saw them smile and both of them quietly complimented me.

“Princes...” Emily cooed teasingly as she crawled onto the bed, the stiff strap on flailing around in front of her. “You want to cum so bad, don’t you? I mean, really cum… No more of those horrible edges and ruins.” I nodded and closed my eyes to ignore the tear running down my cheek. She snickered. “I know, baby…” She kissed away the tears. “If you take my cock, and you don’t move, I’ll think about making you cum for me as I cum in you…” I moaned thankfully. “But if you move at all, I’ll edge you again; and I know you’re still sensitive,” she reached between us to press three fingers against my clit, “so it’ll just hurt to edge you again.” I cocked a brow when she suddenly pressed forward, our chests touching, and she moaned into my ear. “Fuck—” I tried glancing over her shoulder. All I could see around her hair was Hotch towering behind her. And then my suspicions were confirmed when I heard, “Sir…” Her moan sounded just as pathetic as mine had been when Reid entered me. I suddenly understood. When she sat up, I saw the way her back pressed against his clothed chest, and their hips started to move in tandem in order to please one another. She reached up and behind her to run her fingers through his hair.

“Fuck them,” he whispered to her.

Her hands turned into fists, tugging at the strands of his long, brown hair. I saw him pull out of her slightly so that she could focus on leaning over me again slightly so that she could line up her tip with my entrance. “Don’t move, princess.”

I nodded and tried to respond with, “Yes, Mistress,” but the gag muffled it too much for anyone to understand.

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[dontjudgemeimawriter]

Compilation of Characters Coming Out (to the reader) Part 1

Compilation of how I’ve had my characters confirmed queer, since it is sometimes hard to work it in. Some are actually coming out scenes, but some are ways it’s come up more naturally.

Raymond (Trans)

Raymond took out what I recognized to be a whisper case, took one out, and put it in his mouth before taking a bite of his sandwich. It was how people often took whispers when they needed to regularly (usually vival, for medical reasons), but since I wasn’t sure why he’d be taking it I raised an eyebrow questioningly. 

“It’s to up testosterone production,” he said, taking a drink of water.

--

“Well I got them pierced when I was really young— both Mika and I did, and by the time you knew me, I’d transitioned and wasn’t wearing earrings ever. But they haven’t closed, and in the last year I’ve occasionally put studs in.”

--

Although there were a few pictures displayed of them as babies and a few of just Mika, I found a folder where Ariel had hidden away any pictures of Raymond looking feminine as a child, likely hidden away with his coming out.

Leeanne (wlw)

“And,” she said. “Then Kamilla broke up with me.”

That was enough to shock Sam again. And he felt himself freezing up a bit, busy looking at her while he processed it.

Samson (Gay)

“You don’t have to answer, Sam, but are you—”

“No,” Sam said quickly, his mind on magic and his incompetence, and everything that’d lead her to suspect others might catch—

“—gay?”

“Oh, yes—” Sam’s relief that the question was different led him to switch gears in relief before he realized he’d just given up a different secret. “No, wait—” His eyes widened and he dropped his watterbottle in the sink.

Logan (bigender/nonbinary)

I pressed a finger over the sigils I’d gotten tattooed on my collarbone, taking a deep breath to make sure they were charged. One that made sure no one questioned my gender, one that made sure no one questioned my age. They’d both helped me avoid awkward conversations or having to come up with explanations, but sometimes, they couldn’t stop the question from hanging in the air. Like it just had.

--

“Oh, a bit of one. Logan, I know you’ve met Sarah and Cyrene, have you met Cyrene’s son, Kaine? Kaine, this is Logan— they use they/them,” Cassia introduced us. 

--

“What are your pronouns?” I asked. As soon as I said it, even though everyone told me it was always best to ask, I got nervous, like maybe I shouldn’t’ve for some reason. But that disappeared quickly, because Logan seemed to light up.

“They/them,” they said, and smiled brightly. “And, bigender, if you’re curious.”

Will/Kaine (bisexual)

[A scene where he kisses Ryan]

--

But even then, I was confident in myself. I knew who I was. I’d even found a label for myself: not gay, bisexual— and I whispered it to myself when I was alone.

--

“Was he your boyfriend?” Ivory asked quietly. Despite everything, my instinct was to deny it, to protect him. But I could now. “Yeah,” I said. Then I remembered our current weird situation. “That’s not why, though, Ivory, I’m bi. You’re too young, you—”

Gene (gay/mlm)

Gene nodded. “Did you—” he started, then stopped, looking down at his hands. He glanced at the door, which he’d closed. When he spoke again, he didn’t look at me, and his voice was quiet. “Did you know?”

“Know?” I thought I knew what he meant but I wasn’t sure.

“Know I was… like you.”

I felt a grin spreading over my face. I couldn’t help it. “Um, I suspected. You are?”

He nodded.

[dekusbrokenarms]

Class 1-A Gender and Sexuality Journey Headcanons

This is mostly just me really liking messy self discovery because I am a messy bitch.

Kyoka Jirou

First off, Kyoka is a trans girl. She socially transitioned when she was really young and began medically transitioning in high school bc her parents are super supportive and great (we stan a supportive parent)

She first thinks she's bi when she's 14 and comes out as such at 15

She dates Kaminari for a while second year and after they break up she's pretty certain she's a lesbian

After high school, she has a couple years where gender is kinda nebulus. For a while thinks she's a nonbinary lesbian but then decides she's just GNC and punk but definitely full girl

She gets more comfortable in her gender after that, but starts questioning her sexuality again

And ends up back at bisexual, but like not attracted to dudes. Girls and nonbinary people only please

Also she and Momo reconnect in their mid twenties and hit it off and get married

Denki Kaminari

Denki is completely comfortable calling himself straight up until he's 17

But don't get it twisted, he definitely was already acutely aware he was into dudes

Because wow boys are pretty

But he also just kind of ignores it because OMFG GIRLS

But after his other friends start coming out, he gets more comfortable thinking about his sexuality but doesn't bother labelling it

Specifically he doesn't want to label it because he gets comfortable with it after her starts dating Kyoka and doesn't want anyone thinking he's calling himself not-straight for dating her

But a couple months after he breaks up with Kyoka, he starts fooling around with Hitoshi and like really he's at the point of no return so he just slaps the bi label on himself and goes about his day

Towards the end of third year, he starts playing around with GNC and really vibes with the genderqueer label, but still uses he pronouns because he's used to them

He and Hitoshi break up after graduation and Denki really throws himself into exploring his gender and sexuality

And starts using he and they pronouns and typically dresses on the masculine side of androgynous but with lots of cool makeup

He gives polyamory a shot, but he keeps finding himself feeling like he's third wheeling other people's relationships and decides its not for them

In their late twenties, he and Hitoshi hook up at a reunion party and hit it off. They keep things casual for several months before suddenly they decide to move in together and in a blink of an eye, they're in a legit committed relationship without knowing how it got there but it feels right to them.

Eijirou Kirishima

No flavor for this one. He figured out he was gay when he was 12 and it stuck. His moms are lesbians and support him wholeheartedly.

Katsuki Bakugou

I think Bakugou also grew up with queer people in his life so he was never really in the closet

He was pretty certain he was asexual and aromantic until Kirishima weedled his way into his heart

At 17, he decides that he's probably demi-pansexual and demiromantic but that feels like too much so he just says queer.

This boy knows all the words though. Keeps very up to date with the local and global state of queer communities but doesn't talk about it unless prompted or provoked

At first he was very private about his relationship with Kirishima because it was no one's fucking business but after seeing the rampant homophobia in the hero business, he became very loud and very proud of his boyfriend very fast

Eijirou and Katsuki probably got married at, like, 21 and did not give one shit when people pointed out they were young. And they're together for the rest of their lives so those fuckers can suck it

Mina Ashido

Mina is your classic bisexual disaster and spends her teens and early twenties going between calling herself straight, bi, and a lebsian depending on who she's currently into because this bitch has zero object permanence

She chills out in her twenties though and is comfortable calling herself bisexual at long last

Hanta Sero

Sero is pretty comfortable being straight right up until all his friends come out

He spends a couple months questioning his sexuality before knowing for certain he's straight

But he's that one straight dude that always ends up dating bi and pan girls by complete happenstance

Hitoshi Shinsou

He really does not know what his sexuality is

Sometimes its yes

Sometimes its no

He says queer because he can't be assed to look into any of the microlabels

He just knows he's not straight and that's good enough for him

Momo Yaoyorozu

This girl is a lesbian but trying to convince herself of that was A PROCESS

She denies it for years and years

Its not until after graduation she thinks, but doesn't dare say, she's bi because she tells herself she's "mostly into guys anyway" so "it doesn't really count"

Slowly her percentage shifts away from guys and to girls

She's 23 before she accepts she's a lesbian

But she doesn't come out until she's 28 because she's scared since her parents expect her to end up with a man

Ochako Uraraka

This girl is mostly into guys. Like she's pretty sure she's straight because all the crushes she had so far have been on boys

When she's 18, she starts to suspect she might like girls too but is really too shy to explore that feeling at first

But when she does? Oh boy she will not stop talking about how wonderful and perfect girls are and how unfortunate her attraction to men is because she feels insecure in her validity as a bisexual woman with a preference for men

Tsuyu Asui

Tsuyu has known she's a lesbian since she was 15 and was very comfortable with that

She questioned if she might be bi a time or two but always came back to being gay

She does realize she's an ace lesbian at 18 though but she's also okay with that

Her goals in life are to own a house by a lake with a beautiful wife

Tenya Iida

Tenya is pansexual

Literally he just cannot see why gender would be a factor in choosing a potential partner

He never came out because he was 20 before he realized that this was not the default state and others weren't just being picky by having a different sexuality

And by then, every knew because he made no attempts to hide his partners

He was really stressed at first about it, and asked Tensei why no one ever told him he should be more careful with publicly showing his sexuality but Tensei was just like "we just thought you knew what you were doing, dude. And it looks like it worked out"

Izuku Midoroya

Again, Izuku is too swept up in "nghh girls pretty" to think too much about his sexuality when he's younger

When he gets a crush on Shouto, he doesn't recognize it as a crush at first because it felt so natural and comfortable and he was used to being uncomfortable around people he liked

So he has a crush on Shouto for years before it hits him: Oh I'm not straight

He stays in that nebulous not-straight state for months because he does not have time to deal with that

But once he stops procrastinating his sexuality, he cannot decide if he's bisexual or pansexual or polysexual and he gets super wrapped up in researching microlabels and its super overwhelming

He even questions his gender for a little bit but settles on he's a cis man pretty quickly

He does eventually start dating Shouto and just calls himself gay for a while because it's easier than trying to piece together ten microlabels like he's tempted to do

However after Shouto begins exploring his gender identity, Izuku gets more comfortable just calling himself pan because he realizes that gender never really played a part in who he likes.

Shouto Todoroki

He came out as gay at 14 to piss off his father depsite the fact he didn't actually have any feelings about his sexuality at the time

No he decided he didn't care what his sexuality was. He was gonna be gay.

And he forgot he did that until he was 17 and was like, oh- I should probably figure out my actual sexuality, after being questioned due to his close relationship with Izuku

So he thought about it for about 15 seconds to say, well, I do like Izuku so I'll just be actually gay now

That stuck until after graduation and into his twenties when he started questioning his gender

He figured out he wasn't particularly attached to masculinity or femininity and found comfort in the agender label

They started using gender neutral pronouns and grew their hair out long but that's really all that changed

They came back to their sexuality after that and decided it was just "men"

Izuku tried to be helpful and offered terms like androsexual, but Shouto didn't find them very useful so they like to tell people their gender is no and their sexuality is dude

It gets the point across

Yuga Aoyoma

Okay, so we all know he’s gay

But despite how flamboyant he is, this boy is a closet case

He definitely had a crush on Izuku first year, but he couldn’t handle that yet so he definitely lived vicariously through Ochako’s crush on him

I don’t think he came out until after high school

And zero people were surprised

He probably does drag too

And he’d look fabulous doing so

Kouji Koda

I think Kouji is ace 

I don’t think this is a word he had for himself until he was in his mid twenties

He just assumed he was a late bloomer and he’d been told he just had a low self esteem

But he finds the ace community and suddenly everything makes sense and he feels comfortable in his own skin

Once that falls into place, he discovers he’s also aromantic

He ends up having a platonic life partner and they have lots of pets and plants together

Fumikage Tokoyami

Fumikage figured out he’s bisexual when interning under Hawks. Like fuck, he had the most embarrassing crush on this guy who’s aesthetic is so embarrassing

I don’t think he had much trouble accepting that he’s attracted to guys though

Like a demon lives in his head

He’s mostly suffering because he has a crush on his cheerful, friendly mentor

Dark Shadow is very happy about this development because it’s a chance to embarrass him and make him uncomfortable

Fumikage gets renewed interest in being able to control Dark Shadow to shut his whore mouth

Unfortunately Dark Shadows outs him to his mentor

Fortunately Hawks is really cool about it and tells DS to have some chill and doesn’t give Fumikage a hard time about it, but Fumikage doesn’t get invited back for another internship with him and finds himself assigned to do work with sidekicks afterwards

Mezou Shouji

Mezou doesn’t fuck with gender

It’s not that he necessarily feels disconnected from his masculinity but rather that he just feels like gender is archaic and useless

So he’s pan and bigender (male and agender)

Definitely would make jokes about be attracted to frying pans and this is how he comes out to Fumikage in their third year. 

Rikidou Sato

Rikidou doesn’t really date in high school

Soon after graduation he ends up in a relationship with a girl that lasts five years before he realizes he’s gay

One time someone tells him he should have known sooner since he likes baking so much and he punches them in the face (I like to imagine this person was Mineta for face punching purposes)

He ends up good pals with the woman he was dating and she’s his maid of honor at his wedding :’)

Tooru Hagakure, and Mashirao Ojiro

I’m sorry if one of them is your fave. They’re both straight and cis and have never questioned it even once. 

[unholyplumpprincess]

Perfect (To Me)

One commission done for a person who wishes to remain anonymous! My instructions were Pharah (nb they/them)/Symmetra, making love, and Symmetra with a big futuristic strap on. I made this super fluffy and cute!

(Older content)

Summary:  In which your gf wants to feel herself dicking you down so she spends good money for a good dick JUST to feel you cum around her.

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Fandom: Overwatch

Relationship: Pharah/Symmetra

Warnings: R18+/NSFT, Pharah is nonbinary and uses they/them pronouns and has a vulva, fluff, making love, lingerie, it’s p cute nothing hard at all!

Words: 2.7k

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The relationship had developed seemingly out of the blue for the both of them.

Fareeha was a person who stuck to what they had decided was their family and was quite firm in their belief of justice as a whole system. After losing their crew in a fight, Satya understood why they would feel such a way, and yet...Just another element that stood out from their two persons.

You had Satya, on the other hand. Order and righteousness were in her blood. She grew up in a world of order and knew that her mind had worked differently. Hence why Fareeha now often struggled with even putting dishes away when Satya was oh so particular about what order they were stacked in and where they went. Not that any of that was an issue, once they could communicate properly to each other what was comfortable.

Perhaps Satya had ended up learning to love Fareeha’s loud laughter during briefings in Overwatch meetings. Or maybe the way they were firm and took charge of situations they deemed too dangerous for solo operations.

Perhaps Fareeha had learned to love Satya’s rare, breath taking beams of a smile and her soft laughter. Or maybe, just maybe, they ended up butting heads so often that when they were forced to work with each other, they got to learn the flaws from the inside out.

~ Rest is under the cut~

However, their relationship started was an enigma among the Overwatch’s personnel. Bets were placed out of curiosity on HOW it had all happened, but Satya and Fareeha would be the ones who knew for sure. And in the end, nothing changed how it began, as long as it never ended.

It didn’t appear it WOULD end, but then again, two different perspectives were never seen. Satya liked to keep it quiet, whilst Fareeha preferred to exclaim about their girlfriend in delight quite often.

Though, what everyone deemed as certainly true was that Satya learned to love Fareeha’s booming laugh. Judging by, of course, the way she would hide her smile in her palm when it could be heard.

Often heard throughout their shared room in the compound. A sound that used to make her jump now made a smile blossom across her lips as she worked on folding laundry just the way she liked it, or when she was reading a book on the couch and waiting for Fareeha to come stalking in and explain why the laughter.

The same to Fareeha, when they had gently come out to Satya about pronoun preferences and how they would like to be addressed. They had worried if the sudden switch would make her upset- ever fussy about sudden changes without prior discussion- but Satya had been nothing but accepting, so long as Fareeha still made dinner like they SAID they would that night.

Fareeha had learned that once sharing a room there were a few things that they could not do UNLESS they watched Satya perform them first and learned just how to do it. Folding laundry would be one, where all shirts needed to be folded particularly and placed color coded in the drawers. An easy enough job that they had taken up after watching, much to Satya’s delight.

It was always good to put an effort into each other’s perspectives.

The next was that knick knacks COULD be placed, but if they did, Satya would rearrange them on whatever surface to what she saw was comfortably balanced. Little quirks that stood out to Fareeha, but they only once poked fun at it and watched Satya grow worried and they never spoke out about the quirks again.

Then on Satya’s hand, she had to learn that Fareeha liked to place things on the walls. Pictures of family, friends, and their own photographs. None of the picture frames matched, nor lined up correctly, but the joy on their face anytime they set up a new one was quickly overruled as more important.

But all in all? The unlikely couple was happy, healthy, and if you asked their local Overwatch doctor, Angela?

Sexually active.

Very sexually active, much to everyone- AND Fareeha’s surprise.

Satya did not like mess. Their shared home was kept rather tidy with both people inside working to ensure that. So, it was quite the surprise to Fareeha to find out that Satya actually LIKED the mess that sex provided.

As long as said mess wasn’t something actually filthy and she could have a shower after, it seemed things like drool and cum didn’t bother her.

In fact, Fareeha would dare say that Satya LIKED the mess sex brought.

Something they had teased her about in the past when Satya had eagerly bought a strap on with a cum tube attached and filled Fareeha to the brim with it and very well near made them go cross eyed. But that toy was dropped in the end when Satya had pulled out, eagerly spread their lower lips to watch the cum leak out.

Only to realize that she had not prepared and it got all over the bed, due to her miscalculations and forgetting a towel.

A night that still made Fareeha laugh when their girlfriend had cried out, “No!” In a distraught tone and proceeded to gather the cum lube with her fingers and shove them RIGHT into Fareeha, to prevent any from getting onto the bed, without much of a graceful warning.

And a night that Satya, would kindly like to never be brought up again.

However, after Satya had expressed her disappointment in the past that the toys she had bought did not bring herself pleasure; Though perfectly delighted to see Fareeha’s eyes cross in pleasure and watch them struggle to be quiet when she touched them. Sometimes she wanted to feel something with it as well. So, she did some digging.

And it seemed she found just what she wanted when Fareeha had received a text of an image of a box sitting on their bed, perfectly centered, with a vague but noticeable outline of what it could possibly be. With a little blue heart as the text portion. And, of course in proper Satya fashion, an added ‘I will see you home safely.’ almost like a threat, or a promise for that matter.

“Whatcha got there?” McCree’s voice brings Fareeha back from their thoughts, jumping and shutting off their phone despite nothing truly explicit being on the screen. He sits across from them at the table, half eaten plates in front of the both of them from a bonding outing. A wicked grin is brought to his lips, eyes narrowing in a familiar playfulness. “Satya got ya a lil present?”

“It is none of your business.” Fareeha huffs in response, warmed cheeks already flushing as they rest their elbow on the table so they can rest their burning cheek in their palm and cast their gaze away from his. “...Yes, there is a gift waiting at home.” They grumble, knowing he would just somehow wiggle it out of them regardless.

A hearty laugh erupts from his lips, gently nudging their leg under the table with his boot. “A gift, huh?” Only to be responded to with a slight adjustment of Fareeha’s hand so they may extend their middle finger towards him.

Another booming laugh erupts from their booth as Fareeha considers kicking him in the shin under the table.

--

At home, Fareeha finds that all the lights are off save for the candles lit in the corner of the living room on the tables and the light peering down the hall nearby towards the bedroom. They quietly toe out of their shoes at the door, setting the sneakers off to the side as they begin towards the bedroom.

“Satya?” They call gently, just as they swing into the bedroom and find what they’re looking for.

Their stunning girlfriend is sitting upon the bed. A blue lacy bralette with a plunge neck rests upon her torso with a matching set of panties tossed to the floor in a rare case of recklessness. Around her hips is a black strap, dipping downwards to the slope of a beautiful bright blue cock. It looked like it was made of hard light with how it glowed. It was large, had to be as thick as Fareeha’s wrist and about eight inches long.  

Satya always did like watching them struggle with larger things.

Overdressed for the occasion and flustered, their cheeks burn when they realize why it looks like it’s made of hard light once Satya runs a hand down her curve and over the underside of the cock. Able to watch her bite her lower lip in pleasure as her hips tilt forward just the smallest bit.

She could feel that. She could feel herself TOUCH what is surely an artifical dick.

“Hi,” Fareeha finally starts, licking their suddenly dry lips as their eyes flutter, trying to get a hold of the situation. “D-do you w-” Starting as their hands fiddle at the bottom of their tight tanktop, eyes stuck between staying on Satya’s coy little smirk and the bright blue cock-

“Clothes off.” Satya starts, making a motion with her bright white left arm, seeming to reflect the colors off the cock attached to her. But when Fareeha starts to eagerly shift out of their flannel button up and pull off their tanktop, she gives a pointed look and they catch a whine in their throat as they take to dropping them in the laundry basket nearby.

When they get a small smile, they know that was the right answer.

“Come. I want to make love to you tonight- properly.” Satya begins again, her voice low and hands beckoning Fareeha closer- who oh so eagerly trots across the room into her arms, now bare of clothing, for a welcoming embrace. Hands cup their cheeks, drawing them into a soft kiss that leads to Fareeha in her lap with one flesh hand and the other almost metallic to explore over their toned body.

--

A loud whimper erupts from Fareeha’s lips as four lubricated fingers work into their body. Their hands are resting up by their head, clutching at the pillows as their head tips back and a sharp huff leaves their full lips.

A soft chuckle from their partner only makes them whine again, especially when Satya’s thumb presses against their clit and begins rubbing it again in soft circles. Keeping them heavily interested without too much pressure.

“Satya,” They try again desperately for the third time, “Please, please, just- just do it. Please?” Their voice shakes, barely able to open their eyes to peer up at their partner.

Satya, as always, is absolutely beautiful above them. Patient as ever with her left hand gently holding their hip to keep them from humping up into her palm, a soft smirk upon her sharp lips. Her hair in a beautiful braid is pulled over one shoulder, only a bit frazzled from when Fareeha had eagerly clutched at her for more kisses a few moments ago.

“Just do what exactly?” She leads with a curious hum just as she twists her fingers inside of their tight cunt, curling them upwards and watching as her poor sweetheart’s body jerks with pleasure. Their lips part, abs tightening and flexing, their head throwing back once more just as Satya retracts her fingers.

She wipes them on a towel left on the bed before resting her palm back over Fareeha’s mound to let them hump upwards with no pressure. An act that quietly tells them that they need to ask properly- and kindly.

“Shit-” They hiss out, rolling their hips up to no avail. Satya always liked when they asked nicely, they knew this game all too well. She liked the begging, the whining, when they rutted against her like a starved animal-

It was humiliating at times.

“Please fuck me?” They try again, peeking open their eyes half lidded to watch that soft smirk turn into a smile instead. Right answer. “Satya, I can’t take anymore-”

“You should have said so in the first place.” Satya teases, stroking her hands over their strong thighs that flex under her very touch. She soon reaches underneath, scooting forward and letting their legs rest around her waist comfortably as she reaches to the side to get more lubricant on her hand.

“Let me,” Fareeha is quick to pause her, grabbing the bottle and squirting a good amount in their hand. It wasn’t everyday that Satya could actually FEEL them do this but...

Wrapping a hand around the head proves that Satya can most certainly feel it when her breath intakes briefly. Thrilled by the result, they quickly take to sliding their hand around her cock, stroking in firm grips until Satya’s breath is shallow and she’s humping into their palm.

“Ah- no, no, I do not want t-to take any more time.” Satya finally manages to breathe out, gently shooing their strokes away until they can press on the top. Her cock catches on the rim of their pussy and Satya has to take a moment to admire when the head begins to push in. Whilst Fareeha’s head throws back, brow creasing with effort to relax, Satya can’t help but coo under her breath.

“How beautiful,” She murmurs, strained as she watches this bright, blue cock get enveloped in the warmth of her partner. How their lower lips spread open around her like a flower, barren of hair except for the mound where curls rest. A perfect cunt, in Satya’s opinion, with longer labia that blossomed open like a flower and their clit resting heavy and exposed. “How perfect.”

They’re quick to respond to the praise with a soft groan in their throat. It takes but a moment to slide in, both Satya huffing from foreign pleasure and Fareeha whining with eagerness to get a move on.

“You are insatiable.” Satya laughs out gently, resting her arms on either side of their head so she can nose into the crook of their neck. Fingers gently knit into Fareeha’s soft hair, only lightly grabbing to keep them in place as she begins to move her hips. The first few thrusts are long and shallow, eager to hump back into her partner as the new pleasure stirs in her abdomen.

Fareeha is much louder than herself, while they whine, huff, and moan, Satya instead sighs into their ear. More eager to kiss upon their flesh and letting her breath hitch than focusing on making noise.

It isn’t until they begin to hump their hips back up into hers does Satya really start to feel it. Becoming a bit hungrier, more desperate to shove her cock right back into the tight heat around her until she’s practically humping them. Fareeha doesn’t seem to mind, in fact, they seem to take it better. Their strong legs lock behind hers, hooking behind her thighs so that she’s forced to stay locked mostly inside. Only able to move her hips a little.

The sensation causes perfect friction to Fareeha’s clit, as well as keeping her huge cock inside of them. The double feeling of being stuffed and rubbed against making their nails scratch along Satya’s back, whimpering and murmuring into her shoulder desperately before they seize up and cry out as their orgasm wracks their frame.

Fareeha had always looked beautiful when cumming, so lovely as they fluttered around a toy or her fingers.

But now? Oh, Satya can feel how perfect they are. Fluttering and squeezing around her cock and making Satya make a rare sound of a high pitched gasp, her hips slamming deep into them and a low groan leaving her lips as she cums with small jerks to both the toy and her hips.

Satisfied, Fareeha slowly unlocks their legs, huffing and panting as Satya sits up and carefully pulls out. Making a motion to spread their lower lips apart to see how sloppy and wet she fucked them.

A small smile finds its way to her lips, stroking her fingers over their fat clit and watching eagerly as their head twists to the side and they whine.

Perfection.

[quoth-the-sparrow]

Someone To Lean On

A Sanders Sides Fanfiction

Warnings: people being rude, panicking, crying (if I need to add anything, let me know)

Pairings: Analogical, Background Royality

Description: Logan’s been having a rough month. Good thing hyr partner is there for hyr!

Word Count: 2,239

A/N Part 1: Logan is genderfluid and uses he/him, xe/xem and zhe/hyr pronouns; zhe is using zhe/hyr for the events in this story. Virgil is nonbinary and uses he/them pronouns.

You can also find this story here on ao3

(I wrote this for @demigodnamedathena as part of a secret santa I participated in!)

Logan walked up to the front desk, carefully balancing the stack of books in hyr arms. The librarian in charge ignored hyr, but this was a normal occurrence. Of course Mrs. Edwards had to be the one manning the front desk; she was the only librarian who didn’t like Logan. Logan had a feeling zhe knew why this was the case, but zhe didn’t know for sure. Zhe cleared hyr throat after about a minute had passed and finally the librarian looked up from her computer at hyr.

“Can I help you?” she asked, clearly annoyed. She cast a glance at the books and rolled her eyes. “The self-check counter is over by the new books section.” Logan bit hyr lip as zhe set hyr books down onto the desk, hyr library card on top of them. Zhe smoothed out hyr skirt and as zhe did so, saw Mrs. Edwards give hyr a look as if she’d smelled something awful.

“I need to check these books out, please. The self-check won’t allow me to do so because these are interlibrary loans.”

Mrs. Edwards sighed in irritation but scanned Logan’s card and the books. Once she was done she shoved the books back in Logan’s direction. “There you go.”

Logan made no move to leave. No matter what Logan did, she was always so rude to hyr. Zhe didn’t know what to do. Hyr friend Patton crossed hyr mind and zhe decided to take a leaf from his book. In as sweet a voice as zhe could manage, zhe said “I hope you have a good day!” before taking hyr things and walking out.

Zhe felt a little better once zhe was out the library doors. A soft sigh escaped hyr lips. Zhe was used to people being judgmental and rude but this month it had been an almost daily occurrence. So what if Logan like wearing skirts and dresses sometimes? They were just clothes; it wasn’t like zhe was hurting anyone. Logan would never understand some people’s need to be hurtful to others just for being different.

Logan adjusted hyr belongings and made hyr way down the library steps and onto the sidewalk. The walk home would only take ten or fifteen minutes; plenty of time to think about what all zhe had to take care of today. The thoughts in hyr head were an endless loop.

“I need to finish my homework for science and English, the dishes need to be washed, it’s about time to vacuum again, and the trash probably needs to go out as well. The bookshelves are getting dusty, I should probably clean the sinks in the bathrooms… “ Logan felt hyrself getting overwhelmed at the prospect of everything that needed to be done. All zhe wanted to do was crawl into bed and sleep but zhe knew zhe couldn’t. Not until tonight, at least, and it was only just past noon.

Hyr phone rang and zhe scrambled to grab it from hyr pocket. It was hyr partner, Virgil. “Hello?”

“Hey, L, where are you?”

“I just left the library, I should be home here in a bit. Why do you ask?”

“You’re usually here by now is all. Did you get distracted at the library again?” His tone was light and teasing.

“Here where?” Logan asked, but before Virgil could answer, realization struck hyr. Zhe checked hyr watch and cursed inwardly. “Oh for the love of- it’s Tuesday, isn’t it?” How could zhe have forgotten about their regular Tuesday lunch?

Virgil’s tone shifted to one of confusion as they said “Yeah, I’m at the diner already. I haven’t ordered yet though, so I can come pick you up from the house if you want?”

“Yes please, I have to drop off my books and then I’ll be ready.” Logan felt near tears at hyr stupid mistake but zhe swallowed them down. Zhe couldn’t cry; zhe wouldn’t cry.

“I’m so sorry for forgetting, Virgil. I completely spaced on what day it was.”

Zhe could hear the sound of a car door closing. “Hey it’s okay, it happens. Are you sure you’re alright? You seem-”

Logan hurried to cut Virgil off. “I’m fine! Really, I’m fine. I’ll see you soon?”

“Yeah, okay… see you soon. Love you, L.”

“Love you too, bye.”

Logan hurried the rest of the way home, wanting to freshen up before Virgil got there. Zhe knew zhe had been forgetting something, which was unlike hyr. Lately zhe had been forgetting all kinds of things, which only made hyr situation worse. “Stay calm, you can do this, just relax, Logan,” zhe said to hyrself as zhe reached the front door. Just as Logan unlocked it, there was a ripping noise and the library books tumbled out of the bag and onto the ground. Zhe cried out and bent to gather them up. Of course this had to happen too.

Logan could feel the tears bubbling up again but zhe bit them back. “No, no, no, none of that. I refuse. Stay strong, don’t cry, it’s fine…” Zhe repeated this mantra to hyrself as she made her way inside and set down hyr books on the coffee table. Logan took a deep breath, attempting to settle hyrself before heading into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, zhe heard the front door open. Virgil called out “Hey starlight, I’m home! Where are you?”

Logan glanced at hyrself in the mirror, frowning before heading out to meet Virgil in the kitchen. “I’m here. I’m so sorry about our lunch date, I don’t know why it slipped my mind.” Lie. You’re a liar. Logan ignored the ugly thought and hugged Virgil, who immediately held hyr close.

“Hey it’s alright, the diner was more crowded than usual anyways. Maybe we can order something and have it delivered? Or I think we have some leftovers from when we went to Ro and Pat’s the other day, that should still be good.”

Logan backed up, shaking hyr head adamantly. “No! No, the diner is fine, that’s what we always do. It’s fine, let’s go, I-” Hyr voice was trembling and Virgil frowned, shushing hyr gently.

“Shh, shh, hey, it’s okay. Let’s sit down so we can talk, alright?”

Zhe nodded reluctantly, that voice in hyr head sharp and hard to ignore. “Now look what you did! Virgil goes through enough without having to deal with you too. What is wrong with you?” Virgil sat down at the table and moved a chair close to them. Logan took hyr seat, hands wringing together despite hyr best efforts not to.

Virgil gently took Logan’s hand in his. “Logan. I'm going to ask you something and I need you to answer me honestly. Okay?” His voice was laced through with concern and Logan couldn’t bring hyrself to look at them.

“Logan please look at me.” Logan bit hyr lip and looked into hyr partner’s warm brown eyes. Zhe saw the worry and sadness there and Logan couldn’t breathe. “Is everything okay?”

Those three words were enough to cause the dam to break inside hyr chest. A sob rose up and escaped hyr lips before they all came tumbling out, and this time there was nothing zhe could do to stop it.

“I- I’m s-sorry, I’m so sorry, Virgil, I-” Logan tried to apologize, to pull hyrself together, but couldn’t do it no matter how hard zhe tried. Hyr partner held hyr and let hyr cry it out, rubbing hyr back and murmuring soft words of reassurance.

“It’s okay, let it out, love, I’m here now.” Virgil was warm and his voice was so soft and sweet and Logan clung tighter to them. This went on for some time until finally the tears stopped flowing. Logan wiped the tears away and pulled back. Even though Virgil had seen hyr cry before, zhe felt embarrassed of hyrself.

“Virgil, I’m sorry… I’m okay, really, I just need to calm down, you know? I’ll be fine.” Logan looked at hyr partner, who was frowning.

“L, it’s okay to cry. Do you want to talk about what’s been going on? If there’s anything I can do to help make you feel better, I want to know. You can talk to me about anything, you know that, right?”

Logan nodded reluctantly and let out a sigh. Zhe hadn’t wanted to say anything but it was far too late now. Virgil would only keep asking, so why prolong the inevitable? Logan held tightly to Virgil’s hands and spoke. “I’ve just been… struggling, with some things the past month or so. I’m fine, really, just letting little things get to me is all.” Virgil looked sad and concerned at this.

“Is there anything specific you wanna talk about, Logan?” Virgil moved one of their hands and continued rubbing Logan’s back in slow circles, encouraging Logan to elaborate.

“I’ve just been so stressed lately. Work’s been ridiculously busy, I’m falling behind on my homework, chores have been piling up here at the house and it’s been driving me crazy, and people have been making rude comments-”

Virgil narrowed their eyes. “Who’s been saying rude things to you? Is it that mean librarian, I’ll fight her!” Logan nodded.

“Yeah, she just- every time I go in, she gives me attitude and acts like I’m a waste of her time. I see the ugly looks she gives me, especially when I’m wearing my skirts and dresses. I’ve been trying to do what Patton had suggested and kill them with kindness. I want to be confident enough not to care, the way Roman is. But sometimes I just get so angry, Virgil, I just want to yell and stand up for myself. Causing a scene won’t do anything though, so I just ignore it and let it eat me up inside. The worst of it is that she isn’t the only one who gives me those looks. Who laughs at me. Who says something, either under their breath or to my face. I’m just so tired of it all.”

Logan’s voice caught in hyr throat and zhe closed hyr eyes. A few tears fell down and Logan could feel Virgil wipe them away with the pad of his thumb. “Shh, hey, Logan it’s okay. People suck, but if they have an issue with you and how you dress, that’s on them. It’s none of their business and they don’t get to have a say. I’m sorry you’ve been dealing with that. Why didn’t you tell me about any of this?”

Logan felt tears beginning to well up again and zhe shook hyr head as if to clear them away. “I know how hard things can be for you, Virgil. You have your own problems to deal with, not to mention your anxiety. I didn’t want to make things worse for you by giving you my problems to deal with as well. That wouldn’t be fair to you.”

Virgil held Logan close, his voice shaky. “Logan… I hate seeing you do this to yourself. Please don’t bottle things up like this anymore. Trust me, it doesn’t help anything. It just makes things worse. We’re partners, and you are never a bother. Your problems matter just as much as mine do. We’re in this together, okay? I’m the one who should be apologizing. I’m sorry that I wasn’t there for you when you needed me. I should have realized something was off sooner. I’m sorry, Logan.”

Now Virgil was crying, and it was Logan’s turn to reach up and wipe their tears away. “I’m sorry too. It isn’t your fault; I’m the one who was actively trying to hide this from you. Don’t cry, stormcloud, please. I’m gonna be okay. We’re going to be okay.”

They stayed there in each other’s arms for a long time before Virgil finally spoke. “I love you, Logan. You mean the world to me, you know that, right?”

Logan hummed softly. “Yes, I know. You mean the world to me as well.”

He planted a soft kiss on the top of Logan’s head. “We’ll figure out something to do about that mean librarian. I’ll do my best to help with your homework; maybe you can talk to your professors about it? As for chores, we can knock those out together. But right now, we’re not gonna worry about any of that.”

Logan looked up at Virgil curiously. “We’re not?”

“Nope. Right now I’m going to get us some food and we’re gonna cuddle on the couch and watch Netflix.”

“Oh. Virgil that sounds lovely, but what about our lunch date at the diner? You love the diner. We always go there on Tuesdays, and-” Virgil cut Logan off with a kiss. Logan let out a small noise of surprise before kissing back.

Virgil pulled away and planted soft kisses all over Logan’s face, making hyr laugh. “I do love the diner, but I love spending time with you more than anything. Where we are doesn’t matter as long as we’re together. Right now I just want to take care of you, okay love?”

Logan smiled, feeling better for the first time in a while. Zhe couldn’t believe how lucky zhe was to have someone as amazing as Virgil in hyr life. “Thank you for everything, Virgil.”

Virgil stood and lifted hyr hand to their lips, planting a soft kiss there. “Of course, starlight. I’m always going to be here for you.”

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[bootyshakerkegrimm]

Joining the Lost Light

After months of checking facts in mtmte and on Whirl, then getting busy with the holidays, and having @sybergeist review and help fix a few things, my little x reader fic about a human joining the crew of the Lost Light is finished and ready. I'm honestly not very confident in my writing, so if this gets enough likes and reblogs I might do more.

Now, this is highly based off my self insert joining the Lost Light, so there are mainly female pronouns used in this. I can always go back and make versions for male and nonbinary readers. 

It does take me a while to write things, so I apologize in advance for very inaccurate uploads of my writing and self insert stuff.

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This was not what you had been expecting when you agreed to go on a camping trip with some friends from work. You didn't expect them to all suddenly have different reasons to cancel on you. You didn't expect to have automotive trouble—and you most certainly didn't expect to be abducted by fifteen-foot tall alien bugs . It didn’t help that they used some kind of gas to knock you out on their way to an alien planet so you wouldn't try to get away at that time. You still aren't sure how your escape happened, but you are now on the run from them.

You ducked into an ally next to some kind of giant store, clutching your large bag filled with your stuff you brought with you for camping. All you know is that if those alien bugs find you, you'll be sold as some kind of pet, and you didn't want to find out which kind of pet they meant.

You heard two "people" exit the giant store and tried to take a quick peek at what they were when you fell with a loud thud. The noise must have drawn their attention because soon you had two shadows on you. One loomed over you while the other seemed much smaller than the other. "Is that someone's holoform? It doesn't look familiar," said the large, mostly blue robot. You were nervous since you had no idea if these robots were with the bugs or not, but your curiosity won out.

"Um… What's a holoform?" you asked, hoping you didn't sound dumb.

"I think this is a real human, Skids!" said the small, black and white robot. You noticed it kind of looked like he had a camera on its head.

"I am a real human," you said without thinking.

"How did you get all the way out here?" asked the blue bot, apparently named ‘Skids’.

"Long story short,” you began, “I got abducted by some big alien bugs that wanted to sell me as some kind of pet."

"I guess this counts as one of those dark underbellies you were telling me about, Rewind."

As he spoke alongside Rewind’s nodding, three more robots came out of the store and over to you and these two bots. You had thought Skids was tall, but seeing the huge purple bot with one horn, you were promptly corrected on that thought. 

"Skids, Rewind, What do you have there?" asked an orange bot that looked like he was wearing glasses. 

Skids moved out of the way so the other three could see you, "it's a real human, Rung," he replied. 

"Oh my!" Rung didn't have time to ask anything more before one of those alien bugs, who abducted you, had found you. You quickly grabbed onto Skids' leg and hid behind him. "That's one of the bugs that abducted me!" you told him in a hushed tone.

It walked up to the bots, but its eyes were on you. 

"There you are! You had us worried! Running off like that to play games with us. Thanks so much for finding her!" it said, laying on the lie thick.

 "The way she's acting doesn't really suggest she's comfortable with you," Rung replied.

"And she told us that she was abducted and was going to be sold as a pet." Skids added, seemingly watching the bug closely. You wondered briefly if he knew how to read body language.

"Oh, she's such an imaginative one. We're trying to get her home, back to her planet," it lied to them with ease and confidence. You suddenly realized that this bug has done this before and now you worried if these bots would hand you over without a fight.

Skids must have sensed your discomfort. "You're lying." 

"What?! I would never!" it started, but was cut off by Skids explaining how he knew it was lying.

"Fine. How much do you want for her? Human pets are pretty popular though, so no less than a 100 shanix as a starting price." 

"We will do no such thing! There is no way that this is legal to do." Rung said, seeing that the bug was trying to sell you to them, or at the very least trying to buy you from them. Before things could escalate, the bug was sent flying by a new bot that showed up. This one had, what you could only describe as ‘chicken legs’, one big eye in the middle of his face, and claws for hands. 

"Did you see how far that guy went?! Bet he won't be getting up anytime soon! Ha!" the new bot said before turning to you, "So... who's holoform looks like that?"

"Not a holoform. She's a real human." Rewind said. You came out from behind Skids, into full view of this new bot. "I wasn't there when this happened, but I remember that the Wreckers had a human help out with a mission. She was a tough little thing. Wonder if this one is like her?" 

"We'd like for her to stay in one piece, Whirl." Skids said, seeming to indicate that Whirl might not be the best bot to be alone with. 

"I know you have no reason to trust us, but you are welcome to come with us so something like that doesn't happen again." Rung suggested, holding out his hand to you. 

You thought for a moment. All of them, except Whirl, seemed like they wouldn't do anything bad to you and were friendly enough. Even with the purple bot looking grumpy. 

"Okay. But only if I can leave this planet with you guys." You went over to Rung and he lifted you up onto his shoulder with a smile. 

"Of course!"

The seven of you soon came to a pub of some kind. You had learned that the purple bot was named Cyclonus and the blue and white bot was named Tailgate. You also told them your name was (y/n). They had told you they were meeting back up with two other crewmates, named Swerve, and Ultra Magnus. Rung quickly explained to both of them the situation you were in. The larger bot, who you assumed was Ultra Magnus, seemed like he was having issues holding his drink. You weren't really sure what could make robots drunk. Swerve seemed like he was ecstatic to meet a real human. You all talked and you were actually having fun with them. Things got rocky though, when Cyclonus just laid Whirl out for no reason, while Rewind was showing a video of an old spaceship called the Ark 1. When it came time to leave, they ran into an issue. It seemed like Ultra Magnus was too heavy and awkward to carry all the way back to the ship with them as they are. They made plans to come back and get him with these holoform things they were talking about before. 

You agreed to go back with their real bodies, but stayed with their bodies since you didn't know anyone else on the ship. When they got back, it wasn't long before Cyclonus and Tailgate showed up, too. The ship took off and now you were faced with a new problem; having to face the captain of this ship. You were so nervous as you waited for him to show up. You had no clue if he'd be nice or throw you off the ship with no way to survive. After all you only had that big bag of your stuff, not a space suit. You had some food that would last you for a week, but you worried about the possibility of them not letting you stay, and surviving on your own. 

Turns out the captain is a very relaxed bot. He explained a few days later that they couldn't get in touch with their home planet, Cybertron, so they couldn't send you to Earth. But you pointed out that all humans dream of either going to space or going on a quest, and right now you had the chance to do both. You wanted to stay and help any way you could. Rodimus liked your enthusiasm and spunk and allowed you to stay as an official crew member. 

And thus began your life on the Lost Light.

[queerhargreeves]

Makes sense

nb Klaus and trans Diego are the only acceptable headcanons

here’s a lil self indulgent fic i wrote :’))

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It had been a few months since the Hargreeves had avoided the end of the world. At first they were all sort of shocked. Nothing felt quite real - nothing felt the same. They didn’t feel the same. They’ve been working together to regain some sort of normalcy in their lives. All seven of the siblings had their own unique “quirks”.

Luther was learning how to be an actual person without a mission. He spent 30 years aimlessly following orders and now that he has this newfound freedom, he’s working on trying to find his “thing”. Right now he’s experimenting with painting. He had spent about $1,500 of their fathers money on art supplies and his siblings fully supported that use of his money. Often times he’d end up painting the moon and the sights he saw while up there.

As time progressed Diego’s stutter started to reappear and not just when he was emotional. He would wake up every morning and say the same line to the reflection.

“My name is Diego Hargreeves and I am here.” That line became his new mantra. He affirmed his existence every morning while seeing where his brain and his body lined up that day. Sometimes it wouldn’t come out of his mouth as clean as he’d want. Sometimes it wouldn’t come out at all. During those times he signed for the day. Klaus and Diego had learned the basics as kids. They would sneak in the library and find the ASL books and cram as much information as they could in their heads before they got kicked out of the room. Klaus wanted Diego to know there was more than one way to communicate; he wanted him to know that he could express himself without words. Diego had been busying himself in boxing once more. Him and Luther turned one of the rooms downstairs into their own personal gym. He found it to be a good stress release even if he wasn’t living at the boxing rink anymore. He was still competing and his family came to every event to cheer him on.

Allison may have lost her voice but she didn’t lose her passion for acting. She’s been interpreting for shows and musicals. She even auditioned for Deaf West Sprint Awakening with the encouragement of the other six Hargreeves of course. Vanya was not the most fluent in ASL. She wanted to help her sister with rehearsing and also wanted become more fluent herself. She felt like Allison deserved at least that much. The two sisters spent many nights together rehearsing the lines, making sure she was as good as she could be. She got the role. And Vanya is playing in the pit with her. Allisons siblings made sure she didn’t lose that part of herself.

Klaus, newly sober and doing well, painted his nails weekly and has started experimenting with makeup. He had bought just about every palette he could get his hands on and everyday he would look like a different person. The siblings always made sure to comment on the look of the day. Even Luther was able to tell he was improving. They spent too long not taking Klaus seriously that the least they could do was give him the affirmations he deserves. And every week he’d have a new nail color; this weeks being hot pink. He had his “weekly appointments” with Allison that involved gummy worms, soap operas, and nail polish.

Five made sure to make a marshmallow and peanut butter sandwich every morning for breakfast with a hot cup of coffee. He often read the newspaper and usually Ben was the only one up early enough to join him. The 13 year old body had been touch deprived for 45 years and the 20 year old had been unable to get in contact with anyone for 10 years. Ben and Five always made sure they had company within each other in the mornings.

Ben was able to be physically present for about 12 hours of the day. Klaus and Ben has been training hard so they could have their brother in their life again. All Ben wanted to do was spend time with his family. He helped Luther pick out the brands of paints he should from his research of art. He also made sure to research the best, non problematic makeup brands for Klaus to buy from. He even accompanied Vanya’s students on piano as he was an avid player until the day he died. If he wasn’t physically doing things with his family, he would be reading with them.

Even after all that happened Vanya is still playing violin. She’s not currently in school as she’s already a grad student. She doesn’t have any intentions on getting her masters in violin performance. She’s content teaching kids at home. Her family has made it a big thing: Grace always made sure the children had plenty of “brain food”. Allison helped turn one of the many bedrooms into a studio with creative design rightfully going to Klaus (or more so he insisted).

However one thing that Klaus didn’t expect to happen was the euphoria he started to feel. Not only was his family actually acting like a family, but he was able to actually discover who he is. His brain has finally been given a break. He’s able to have clear, cognitive thoughts that were entirely his own without the cloudiness or influence of any substance. This was the first time he was able to do so in 17 years.

Since he started playing with makeup he realized something. He wasn’t sure if he was really a “he” at all. Klaus knew he wasn’t a girl like Allison or Vanya are. But he knew he wasn’t a man like Diego or Luther.

Klaus learned about the difference between gender and sex after a long talk with Ben. Ben had found his sibling staring at their reflection in front of the, noticing the way they eyed every centimeter of their body with confusion one night. They had on black overalls with a black and white crop top underneath and their buckled booties on. They had a simple makeup look: just winged eyeliner and a red lip. They had grown out their curls long enough to where it touched their shoulders however they had it tied up in a bun.

“I just...i don’t feel like a guy.” Klaus finally let out after he noticed Ben’s gentle presence.

“That’s okay.”

“But I don’t feel like a girl.” They shifted, looking away from their reflection and staring at Ben’s. They weren’t sure what they were saying this out loud for but Ben has been their clarity filter for quite a few years now. He always knew what to say.

Ben came up right behind Klaus and peaked his head over his shoulder. Although they were taller than Ben, Klaus had never felt so small.

“Tell me what you’re thinking. What are you seeing?” Ben asked softly, putting his hand on the small of Klaus’ back for support.

They blinked at the question. They weren’t too sure how to answer that.

“I uh,” they paused and tugged at one of their sleeves and pulled it down, “I see a lanky person who doesn’t look like anything.”

Ben nodded and waved his hand as a sign to make them elaborate.

“I think I’m...I’m not anything? I’m just Klaus.”

“And just Klaus is good enough for me. Good enough for all of us. Have you considered that you may be nonbinary?” Ben spun their sibling around so they were now facing each other.

“Non-binary...?” Klaus’ voice tapered at the end. They had never heard of such a thing.

“From what I’ve read, nonbinary people are individuals who don’t identify as male or female. They don’t fit within either binary. They simply exist as a person regardless of the binary genders assumed of people. Some go by they/them pronouns,” Ben explained, “so like ‘oh that’s Jay’s jacket. They must have left it here when they went home’. It’s completely grammatically correct. Others are comfortable with he/she pronouns. Or all of the above! It all depends on the person. This identity fits under the trans umbrella which a lot of people don’t realize.” Ben found himself rambling which he usually did when educating someone about a subject. Even if he didn’t know the most about a topic he always appreciated when anyone would listen to him.

“You can do that? You can...you can actually live like that?” They were in shock. Everything Ben had just said felt like it came right from their brain as if he had peaked inside their head at their most intimate inner thoughts about themself.

“Absolutely.” Ben put his hand on their shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. Klaus’ eyes started to sting as they started to tear up. They immediately wrapped the shorter man into a hug, careful not to get makeup on his hoodie.

“Thank you. I think...I think that’s it. I’m nonbinary.” Klaus took a step back and wiped a tear from their eyes, looking up as they did so to not mess up their eyeliner.

“What pronouns are you comfortable with?” Ben inquired with a grin on his face. He loved seeing his sibling this happy.

“I...want to try they/them.” They stated, “if...if that’s okay.” Their head always made them feel like they were asking too much of people. They didn’t want to add any unnecessary stress to their siblings lives, not anymore.

“Of course it is, Klaus. Should we tell the others?” Ben nodded towards the door. “There’s absolutely no rush though.” He added, not wanting to make them feel like they had to announce their identity to the world.

“No yeah, I’d like to. I want to be 100% me to everyone.” Klaus agreed, a grin forming on their face.

“Alrighty then, family meeting time!” Ben marched to the door like a soldier which caused Klaus to bark out a laugh.

“Yeah okay buddy.” They rolled their eyes and followed suit.

They didn’t think they’d ever have to come out again. To say they weren’t scared would be a lie but they knew the could do this. Ben was on their side after all.

Ben grabbed Klaus’ bell on the way out and rang it through the halls.

“Non emergency family meeting people! Let’s go let’s go let’s goooo~” Ben chanted as each of their respective doors opened.

“Okay c-cool it with the bell, Ben. We heard it the first th-th-thousand rings.” Diego yanked the bell from his hand and ruffled his brothers hair.

“Fair enough. But you know I always need to make an entrance now.” Ben laughed as they seven of them seated themselves in the living room.

Ben walked up to the front with Klaus basically attached at his hip. It wasn’t unusual to find the two of them this close but they way Klaus was closing in on themself worried the family.

“What’s this about? I know you said nonemergency but,” Luther gestured to Klaus, “is this about-“

“Did you relapse, Klaus?” Five interrupted. He didn’t sound mad or accusatory, just concerned. His brows were furrowed and he was twirling his fingers in his lap.

“What, no? God no, don’t worry. I’m okay.” Klaus reassured their family as they waved their hands in front of them.

The rest of them immediately relaxed and all shared glances.

“What is this about then?” Allison signed carefully.

“I wanted to tell you guys I’m. Uh,” Ben gave them a nudge and a nod, reassuring them they can do this.

“I’m nonbinary.” They blurted in one breath. Their eyes were wide and he was frantically looking at each of them awaiting their reaction.

“I’m not familiar? What is this term. Nonbinary?” Five asked and leaned forward, ready to listen.

“It’s um, well, Ben knows more about this then I do but basically I don’t identify as a man. Or woman. I’ve never felt like either so...” Klaus trailed off

“Well I can’t really say that’s a far fetched concept to wrap my head around. You’ve always just been Klaus so this makes sense.” Luther pondered aloud almost like he was talking to himself.

Allison nodded. “I love you no matter what Klaus.” She signed and gave him a big smile.

Klaus signed thank you, feeling themself already getting emotional again.

“I could’ve told you that, K-Klaus. Is that name ok-okay still?” Diego asked and signed.

“Mmhmm! And I don’t think I really like he/him pronouns. They make me all,” they waved their hands in a dramatic motion and made a “ufjsjfjs” sound

“Dysphoric?” Diego finger spelled, knowing all too well what that felt like.

Klaus took a sharp inhale and snapped their fingers.

“Yes! Yes that’s it. It makes me uncomfy.”

“Now there’s two trans people in the family, one ace, five queer, and only one cis straight.” Vanya giggled and pointed at Luther at the last bit which earned the roll of his eyes.

“I’m the minority now.” He retorted in a fake ‘hurt’ voice and pointed at himself.

“It gets better.” Allison signed next to him and pat his shoulder.

The entire family bust out laughing, the quiet house filled being filled with their joy.

“Thank you for trusting us with this, Klaus.” Five stood up and walked over to his sibling and stopped right in front of them and turned around expectantly.

“Family hug time!” Vanya exclaimed and jumped right up. She attacked her sibling with a hug and the rest got up to do the same.

“Who ever would’ve thought it would take the end of the world for the Hargreeves to finally develop communication skills.” Ben’s voice was muffled in the middle of the 7 bodies but everyone heard him clearly.

“Let’s go shopping, yeah? I want to blow more of father dearests money on some new dresses. The ones I have are a bit dated.” Klaus suggested as they tried to wrangle themself out of the hug to go fix their makeup.

Everyone broke apart and watched their sibling dash up the stairs before giving anyone a chance to respond. Guess they were going to the mall.

But they would be going together. Even if that meant spending an hour in and out of the changing rooms as Klaus put on their own fashion show. They all enjoyed their time together nonetheless.