#i'll probably never shut up about this i'm so sorryyyy

[rainbowcrowley]

i saw david with my own eyes

like that really happened

wtf

[walkingstackofbooks]

Doctor Bashir I Presume AU where Julian transitioned during the Academy but never told his parents: (This totally got out of hand I'm sorryyyy 😅)

"What did you do to your lovely hair?" - Amsha's first reaction to seeing him in Sisko's office (He always wore a wig to visit them. This is exactly why.)

"You must be very proud of your son." "Our... son?"

Richard and Amsha trying to hide how unimpressed they are because they know it's socially unacceptable to be transphobic

(Not that they'd call themselves transphobic, of course. They have trans friends! But with Jules, well, it's different, isn't it? With all that they spent on her enhancements, there's no way her DNA would have been left with any... imperfections. And when it comes down to it, their her parents - they know her better than she knows herself.)

Amsha complaining at dinner how Julian hadn't prepared them for the shock of seeing him. "How could you do this to us? We were so embarrassed in front of your Captain."

(As if it wasn't them in the first place who had showed up totally unannounced 🙃🙄)

Richard saying that if Julian had told them he'd been having these feelings from the beginning, they might have been able to get help for him before he ruined his body.

Richard (angrily): "You've got some nerve, asking us to be careful with this Zimmerman chap! With the sort of risks you've been taking? Don't you realise how easily you could have been found out, all for some unnecessary surgery?" Julian (painfully restrained): "I don't expect you to understand, father, but it was necessary for me." Amsha (sadly): "Your father's just looking out for you, Jules. Try to understand that."

Misunderstandings abound when talking to Miles*, but eventually it's cleared up that Julian's parents are shit.

Cue a lot of anger (and a lot more anger than Julian thought anyone would feel. Because, you know, when you grow up knowing that your parents aren't the most accepting people, you figure that's just what some parents are like, rather than assuming yours are among the most outliers of outliers...)

Miles tells Julian he should talk to Sisko and get his parents kicked off the station. Julian's like, "That's a nice idea, but the captain can't just do that unless he's got a good reason" and Miles is like "You do know that persistently misgendering someone is literally a Federation hate crime, right?"

The Bashirs of course deny any wrongdoing. Richard gets angry, claiming "it's a family matter". Amsha starts crying about how unfair it all is.

"You have to understand, Captain -- she's been our daughter for over thirty years. We know Jules is angry with us but please, she knows that we love her really. If you could just let us talk to her--"

Sisko is fuming. "I might believe you cared if you had made any attempt to get Julian's gender right." "You don't know what it's like!" Amsha protests. "This is all so sudden!" "I know exactly what it's like!" Ben snaps back. "And I'll tell you, I didn't for a second consider telling Jake that I didn't believe him, or that he must be mistaken, or that he needed to be patient with my mistakes. In fact, I made sure as hell that I didn't make mistakes. There's no case here, as far as I'm concerned. You're both confined to quarters until the next shuttle arrives."

So I guess in the aftermath of all that, Julian's enhancements never get revealed. Even if the Bashirs were to make an apology, Miles would shut the hologram down, now he knows what Julian's parents are like.

But I think they probably feel too betrayed to try and make an apology, even a bad one.

So yeah, they're forced off the station and Julina actually gets, like, support and stuff from his friends!

Also, for like, a month afterwards, all of Molly and Yoshi's bedtime stories have trans main characters because Miles is low-key anxious about them ever starting to feel like Julian had about it not being okay.

(Keiko catches onto this and just happens to invite Julian around one night when it's storytime. Molly gets Julian to read her book. It's cute.)

(Afterwards, he enthuses about how he wishes he'd had books like that when he was a kid. And that's... sad.)

About two months later, when enough time has passed that Jadzia can pretend this isn't about Julian (although it totally is), Jadzia gets Quark and Jake involved in digging up some Earth history and holding a stationwide Pride celebration. (Julian appreciates both the gesture and the pretense.)

Garak makes some huffy comment to Julian about how "of course the Federation would have a whole festival devoted to degeneracy". Julian rolls his eyes and is about to take the bait, when he suddenly realises, "Wait, didn't Dukat once accuse you of being a degenerate?" "Wholly unsubstantiated claims, my dear Doctor." "Of course," Julian agrees sagely. "Although," he adds, a grin dancing across his lips, "if you ever find yourself wanting to substantiate them, Mister Garak..."

*The Misunderstandings:

"No offense, Julian, but you look wrecked. Is everything okay?"

Not meeting Miles' eyes, Julian takes a breath, as if to compose himself. "Let's just say that my parents are not exactly taking the news that I'm trans well."

In the moment, Miles chooses the wrong part of the sentence to focus on. "Wait, you're trans?"

Julian shrugs unhappily, a flash of anxiety passing over his face. "That doesn't... change how you feel about me, does it?" he asks hesitantly.

"'Course not!" replies Miles. "It's a bit of a surprise, I'll give you that, but-- No, sorry, I mean: what pronouns do you want me to use? Do you want to go by a different name?"

Before Julian can respond, Miles has another thought. "And what do you mean, your parents aren't taking this well? You're their son! -- Sorry, daughter-- offspring-- their child, I mean--"

"Hold up, Chief," Julian says, shaking his head in bemusement. "I'm still Julian. I'm very much a man. My parents just didn't know that until... yesterday."

"You never told them?"

"No."

"For how long?"

"Twelve years, if you're counting from when I first came out. More like twenty if you go from when I first knew."

"Jesus." Miles runs a hand through his hair. "Well, at least that explains why they're mad. That's an awfully big thing to hide from your own parents, Julian."

Julian grimaces. "I know," he replies, looking down. "It wasn't exactly brave, I guess but... I don't know. It was easier to cope with being misgendered because they didn't know, than being misgendered on purpose, you know?"

Being misgendered on purpose? This is such a bizarre statement, so at odds with what Miles knows of the world, that it takes him a minute to try and wrap his head around it.

"I'm lost, I'm afraid," he says eventually. "I can't, um-- Julian, what happened when you told your parents?"

[liyuesbian]

✧ 101 dalmatians!au [ayaka]

notes: ........this is actually an updated (not rly) version of my 101 dalmatians!au with seulgi on my kpop gg writing blog..... sorryyyy i'm not being lazy i promise!! i've just got back from holiday and am working on a ningguang x reader but it might take a while (i rly wanna perfect it) so this is a placeholder for now :p

you would occasionally spot kamisato ayaka in the park walking her dalmatian. she's well-known around the local area because of her older brother: the mayor of the city. in fact, you also have a dog of the same breed, which is what drew you to her in the first place—minus her eye-catchingly extravagant outfits and cute facial features.

your own dalmatian is wonderful. when you were ten years old, your christmas wish was to get a puppy. much to your younger self’s disappointment, santa claus had gifted you with a rather large—and older—"puppy" than you had imagined in your head. nevertheless, you treated the newly named pongo with as much love as you could give him.

fast forward about ten years later and here is the same pongo eagerly trying to gain your attention as you sit in front of your piano. you’re thinking of how best to go about composing the last few bars of a song you’re working on.

unbeknownst to you, the dalmatian had sneakily altered the time of the clock and is now motioning to the door, howling. you double-check the time on your wristwatch but despite the inconsistency, you decide to go for the daily walk and attach a leash to his collar. it seems like you have no other choice: pongo has your hat between his teeth and is scratching at the door handle. you laugh as you give in to your dog’s contagious enthusiasm, taking your fedora from his mouth.

with the leash in one hand and a ball in the other, you are manhandled—or should i say doghandled—as pongo drags you all the way to the park. he appears to be looking for something, but you dismiss it. you attempt to undo the clasp of the leash, failing when pongo suddenly dashes off.

“slow down, pongo!” you yelp. this kind of high-energy behaviour isn’t new to you but it certainly catches you off-guard. in the end, you let your dog indulge himself in his antics and you’re led to the edge of the lake where you take a seat and gasp for breath. goodness, you don’t think you’ve ever done so much running in your life.

exhausted, you fan yourself with your fedora and loosen the top button on your dress shirt. the grass underneath you feels nice to rest on compared to the wooden chair you’d been sitting on for the whole morning.

it takes you a second to notice your companion gazing at a certain animal behind you. turning around, you recognise the dalmatian who’s seized pongo’s eyes from her pink collar and apprehensively look up to the owner. she’s perched on a bench next to the dog with her signature fan and a book in her hands. in shock, you jerk your head forward and blink a few times.

should we move somewhere else?

as if sensing your uneasiness, pongo barks and jumps to grab your hat. you sigh but grin at his mischievous face.

“come on, pongo. give it back.” taking her eyes off the pages of her book, ayaka glances at you and your dog, the ends of her mouth curving up ever so slightly to form a smile which stays hidden behind the upright fan. you throw the ball lightly in an attempt to get him to drop your hat.

it doesn't quite work and instead, rolls in the direction of the occupied bench. perdita, ayaka's dalmatian, glimpses at it, trying to withhold the urge to play with the bouncy toy. ayaka chuckles which causes you to cease your glaring at pongo to face her. the ringing of her laugh is pleasant and something you haven’t noticed before.

if only i could hear it every day. gently, you hit your cheeks to awaken yourself from your thoughts.

pongo is now frolicking in circles with the captured hat, vying for the attention of ayaka's dog. while you’re battling a two-way argument in your head and one with your dalmatian, you feel a soft nudge on your thigh. perdita has given you the ball back, and you could hear pongo whimpering sadly. impressed, you pet perdita who reacts with a delightful pant. the female dalmatian glances at pongo and apathetically walks back to her owner, who attaches a leash. they start to walk away.

pongo yaps in surprise. quickly, he abandons your hat and is about to take off when you tell him to stay, which he does obediently. you could tell your dog is planning to go after perdita, but you don’t want him running around aimlessly so you fasten his leash.

as soon as you do though, you’re being hauled once again towards kamisato ayaka. the hyperactive dalmatian follows the blue-haired woman and playfully circles her, earning a giggle from the subject of interest. unfortunately for the both of you, your legs have gotten tied to hers.

“oh my, i'm very sorry about this!” you blush. of course, you’ve never been in such close quarters with her before making it all the more embarrassing but you don’t entirely regret this moment either… until you realise that with the both of you frantically trying to get out of the awkward position and your dog pulling at the leash, the result would be all three of you tethering on the edge of the lake and perdita helplessly grabbing onto her owner to prevent the fall.

“oh no.” a splash is heard throughout the park.

clothes damp, you sit in the shallow water in cold shock, finding yourself no longer tangled around the dog leash. next to you, ayaka stands up to try searching for her hat and fan which pongo finds and gives to you with an almost apologetic expression.

“it seems i've lost my belongings,” she says worriedly.

“don’t worry, i have the things you're looking for right here.” you hand her her possessions and fix her hair but to no avail.

“ah, thank you.” you brush her wet bangs to the side so she could see.

“i'm truly very sorry! i don’t know how we ended up in the lake of all things.” you apologise profusely to the bewildered lady and attempt to make things better by removing the plants from her clothes. meanwhile, pongo has shaken himself dry and is relaxing next to perdita.

gosh, what kind of situation have i gotten myself into?

“no, it’s alright, i'll just dry myself off for now.” you see ayaka fetching a… soaked handkerchief from her purse.

“hold on, i usually carry one in my pocket.” however, yours too, is also drenched. “oh—"

ayaka begins to giggle. dumbfounded, you laugh with her. both of your dogs glance at each other and back at the pair of you, cocking their heads. you thought the pleasant sound and amicable smile were the only things about her laughter that could make your heart swell but now, with ayaka right in front of you, you notice things you would’ve never been able to before. you witness how her eyes crinkle and close shut and how her cheeks balloon revealing an even more charming side to her. you wonder what it would be like if you could make her this happy all the time.

after helping ayaka out of the pond, you feel it wouldn’t be right to leave her to go home all doused in water.

“would it be possible to invite you to our house? we live close by so it would be no trouble at all if you want to dry off there. it would probably be very uncomfortable to journey home in this state and i can't bear to watch you attempt to.” shyly, you meet her eyes after your impromptu offer to see ayaka grinning.

“i think i'd like to accept that offer. i suppose it is your fault too!” she quips and jokingly nudges your shoulder.

you smile back and turn to face your dalmatian who you will whisper many thank yous to later in life.

[sleepygamerotaku]

"Ok ok it's not robophobic!"

Genre: Fluffy angst Pairing(s): K1-BO X sensitive! Reader T/w: swearing (ust one bad word!)

Summary: K1-BO With a really sensitive crush, who says something Kiiboy finds "Robophobic" and scolds them for it. (Y/n) starts crying making kiibo just,,,hug them

Author's note: I got a little bit carried away at the end... But i really had fun writing this so i hope you enjoy! Since i haven't posted the rules yet i thought i could post something that came to mind. Y'know so my blog isn't that much more boring... for those of you reading this who are extremely sensitive like me, just know that your not alone and even when things are tough and sad, sray strong and never give up...? I'm trying to be helpful i dunno... I hope I'm helping at least a little bit ^^ also sorry if Kiiboy is a little bit OOC I'm not good at writing. And apparently Reader-san is dramatic to lmao. Anyways i hope you like it.

(Y/n) walks in the room taking notice of the robotic boy who was sitting on the couch. "Hi kiibo!" (Y/n) says with a smile. "Oh good morning (Y/n)-san!" Kiibo greeted them. (Y/n) opens their mouth to speak, only to immediately close it, due to the undeniable sound of their stomach growling. (Y/n) let out an overly dramatic sigh "I'm hungry... Do you want some food kiibo?" Almost instantly realizing what they said they continue to smile with a horrified look in their eyes. Kiibo furrowed his eyebrows (wait does he have eyebrows??) And frowned. he stood up "Hey! Just because I'm a robot doesn't give you the right to mock me for my inability to consume food! You should be sued for your robophobic remarks!" (Y/n) shut their eyes mouth still agap. They fall to the floor feeling as though they were going to drown in their own tears. (Y/n) cried" I'm sorry! I-i'm sorry! I didn't m-mean to o-offend you! P-please don't h-hurt mee!! I'm sorry..! I'm so sorryyyy!!!!" (Y/n) managed to stutter out apologies feeling so wrothless and stupid, wishing they could just crawl in a hole and die. Kiibo felt his little metal heart break at the sight of his crush breaking down into tears. His upset expression faded into smpathy, and sorrow. He rushed to (y/n) and surrounded them with a sweet loving embrace. "I'm sorry for losing my temper towards you..." Kiibo said in a soft tone "i-i'm sorry... I-i forgot y-your... Y-you.. can't do... ACCKKK!! I'm sorry I'm probably offending you again... I can't do anything-" "No! That's not true... It was just an honest mistake. I'm aware of the fact that I'm simply a robot, and there's certain things that i can't do... But that's just something I'll need to work on! (Y/n) there's so many great things you can do. I don't want to hear you say you can't do anything ever again! Your amazing (y/n)... A-and... I..." (Y/n) blinked away tears, and hugs kiibo back "k-kiibo... I really... Like you.." kiibo blushes intensely becoming a shade of red. (Y/n) pulls away from kiibo to see him blushing. "Now your a robotic tomato" (y/n) Giggles. "Guess i am..." Kiibo smile's his blush deepening. "(Y/n)... I... Have been meaning to tell you something... F-for quite a while now..." (Y/n) Wipes away the remaining tears before tilting their head in curiosity "Kiibo... What is it?" (Y/n)'s heart was pounding intensely. Kibbo looks down in embarrassment "w-well... whenever I'm around you... I get this strange feeling inside of me... I'm unsure whether or not it's something i should worry about... I've talked to Miu about it... But she only tells me "You wanna fuck (Y/n)"... Whatever that means i don't like the sound of it." (Y/n) thinks for a moment. They begin to realize something. No! How could he like me... I'm too worthless for someone like kiibo to even tolerate me... Much less love me..! "(Y/n)!!" Kiibo exclaims snapping (Y/n) out of their train-of-thought. "Oh sorry! I was just thinking is all.." a rather brilliant idea came to (Y/n)'s mind " um... Kiibo could you maybe describe exactly what it is you feel? Around me i mean..." Kiibo looks up for a few seconds "well... For one thing when ever you mention two of us being friends... It kind of... Hurts somehow..?" (Y/n) gulped "w-well... Is there anything else?" Kiibo shrugs "not really, no" (Y/n) felt like their heart was about to jump out of their chest. "K-kiibo... Do you think... I-it could... You... L-like me..?" Kiibo tilt's his head in confusion "of course i like you. Your my friend" (Y/n) grabs where there heart would be, and starts digging their fingernails into their skin. Kiibo frowns and looks at the floor. "You felt it too huh?" (Y/n) asks gently. Kiibo nods in response. "Kiibo..." He stands up and looks down at (Y/n), offering his hand to help them up. (Y/n) smiles and takes his hand, then proceeds to stand up. "Maybe we should just go ask the others what they think" "kiibo.." (Y/n) mumbles looking down at the ground. "What is it?" Kiibo questions "y-you... Ah... Your... Still h-holding... M-my hand.." kiibo once again becomes a robotic tomato "Ah! Sorry!"

Kiibo almost malfunctions for a second letting go of their hand. "No don't apologize! ... It... Felt kinda nice..." (Y/n) says while blushing furiously "... Let's go now-" kiibo rushing before halting almost immediately. "Kiibo... When i asked if you... Like me... I-i meant... As more than a friend..." They look down. Kiibo smiles "I'm starting to think i do."