#if u want a bit of context you can ask ofc

[thatpurpleraccoon]

uughh i wanna post all my jhutch au's and writing drabbles but theyre so unreadable rn

but heres the ideas i have w little to context:

future man angel au (i alr have fanart for this but it Needs the context)

future man amnesia au

robot josh futturman

future man fix it ending (bc the ending sucked and i dont believe in it)

future man x fnaf crossover

jhutch superhero au (every character is a superhero/villain)

daycare au

so much franklin angst (why is there no fandom for him!!)

derek angst

body guard x guarded darnett au

pirates darnett au

[moonrisecoeur]

Ur the best sub Leon writer soooo… idk if you seen these but ppl treat las plagas parasite as sex pollen 😭 and I’m so here for it. Concept : re4 leon infected by the parasite OK but he starts out very agressive but ofc he’s a sub so he does whatever reader wants in order to yk… achieve the goal of the parasite (breeding 😔 who said that? Not me) And pls make the reader mean, I love mean femdoms sm, they are chefs kiss. If you need more clarification post it I’ll send another one idk but I’m just seeing what YOU come up with. LOVE UR WRITING btw I love how it’s pretty in character tbh cuz I read ur bully Leon one and I was like “yeah fr like he’s too caring to be a bully 💀”

OMG WAIT MY DUMBASS FORGOT TO ADD: you said smth so mean to him that he came too early. He was so sorry for coming early and the mess he made in you But then he continued to keep going trying to pump more- OK SORRY

the BEST?? idk about that but i shall take ur compliment and deliver to you only my best work so thank u bestie i appreciate it sm !! ^-^

las plagas is crazy cuz like the black veins, the loss of control with your physical body, the pain it causes… that’s literally so hot. leon was so fuckable all of re4 but especially in the scenes where his body is being controlled that man is SCRUMPTIOUS

also just so you know. the veins on his dick are black as well ♡

no pronouns mentioned, afab parts mentioned, plaga leon has to be a top im sorry (technically in straight relationships men are always topping unless u count pegging BUT in this context i mean he’s a top more like ‘he’s a sub but he’ll fuck u stupid’ like that’s the vibe)

you spot his blonde hair from across the hall, running over to him excitedly. thank god you found him.

“leon!” you call out, grabbing the attention of the man in question, as you catch up to him. finally finding him in this nightmarish place after getting separated was the best thing possible, “holy crap, i’m so- i’m so glad you’re okay— woah, what… what happened to you?”

he takes a cautious step back, still seemingly holding a little bit of control over his body, “they said it was a gift in my…. my blood… don’t know what the fuck that was about..”

you take a step forward, reaching out your hand to touch his face, fingers tracing the black lines that were once veins invisible to the naked eye. but he stops you, his hand roughly grabbing your wrist, “don’t.”

“don’t… what?” you ask nervously, shoulders slumped.

“you need to… stay away from me,” he groans from pain, and you’re too worried to listen to his words, “stop, get away from me, you— i could hurt you! i don’t want to hurt you…”

but you don’t listen to him, betraying his wishes by shaking off his grip and reaching your hand out again. he can’t try to stop you this time. he moans, actually moans, when your fingertips touch his face, caressing him softly.

“really? it’s that good?” you ask with a small smirk on your face. leon thinks he could die.

“f-fuck…” he mumbles, finally coming closer to you. his hands wrap around your waist as he leans in for a kiss that you’re not ready for, and you both stumble backwards while you try to ground yourself.

he’s getting rough, aggressive, and you need to push back a little or else he’ll consume you entirely. not that you’d mind.

“leon, ease up,” you whisper, pushing him back slightly, and when a growl escapes his throat, you know he’s clearly not in any state to listen, “leon.”

he annoyedly makes eye contact with you, trying his best to listen to what you’re about to say. he is trying, and that’s the worst part. this is him at his most gentle, most restrained.

“you need to listen to me, okay? can you do that?” you ask softly, hand against his chest to keep him from diving too deep into you, and pressing a kiss to his lips. it’s softer. he moans into your mouth needily, but you don’t let him get rough. instead you sweetly get the taste of him. sure, it’s not a delicious taste, but he’s a delicious experience.

you enjoy the way he’s trying so intensely to control and contain himself, for your sake. he knows what you want from him is not his full fledged desires out in the open, completely unchecked.

when you pull away, he looks wrecked already, “please, you can’t do this to me, not if you’re just going to walk away and leave me desperate.”

part of you wants to reassure him. i’m not going to leave you. i would never abandon you when you need me most. but the other part just wants to ravage him, take all of him for yourself, leave nothing of him left but the perfection you’ve created. perfection in your eyes. maybe he’s not the only one infected with some kind of tainted desire.

instead, to accomplish both, you kiss him again, letting your own intensity and desire take over, potentially overpowering his. he whimpers, his shaky hands holding your hips for stability. he’s not being grossly possessive and rough like before. he’s softer now, pliable.

when you pull away, you whisper, “we need to get somewhere safe.”

“wha… what?”

“i need to take my time with you, and we’re not safe out in the open like this…” you say, leaning in to press a kiss to that sweet spot right below his ear. it’s so cute how truly weak leon is right now. sure, that’s always been his weakness, but it’s elevated multiple times over by this parasite in his blood. you have half the mind to thank that weird cult.

when you find a safe room, you’re immediately back on him, pushing him against the wall, enjoying the way he whimpers as you kiss him, his need for you multiplying by the minute.

“please, please, i need you, i need you so fucking bad, please, i need to take you, need to make you mine, need to—”

“shut up,” you groan, fingers roughly grabbing his jaw, pushing his head back and away from you, “you’re going to be good, or you won’t get what you want. i don’t care how badly you fucking need me, you’re going to be patient. you’re going to be nice and obedient or you’ll get nothing from me. and that little parasite inside of you is horrified at the idea that you won’t get to fuck my pretty pussy, hm?”

he looks pathetic, moaning like a whore at just some words, but it’s the way you say them, the way you say them, that kills him. he eventually calms himself down enough to nod with his eyes shut tightly, “i’ll do whatever you say. you know that.”

“lay down on the floor,” you command, almost growling back at him, and he opens his eyes in surprise.

“what?”

“you heard me. on the ground, beneath me, right now, leon,” your eyes narrow at him, enjoying the way he weakly sinks to his knees before sitting down completely and laying back.

“like this..?” he asks, confused. he doesn’t know what’s about to happen, and that excites him immensely.

you take off your belt with all your utility tools and your jeans along with it. then finally, your underwear. he looks up at you with wide, delicious eyes.

he asks so sweetly, even though he knows the answer, “are you… are you gonna make me..?”

“yeah, you are. i’m going to sit down on your pretty, pretty face and you’re going to enjoy every second of being beneath me, where you belong, servicing me, and making me cum.”

his heart skips a beat at the thought of belonging beneath you, “yeah, fuck, okay—”

“—and you’re not going to fucking talk until i cum, got it?”

he nods, and once you sit down upon your throne, he gets right to work. he laps up the fluids of your cunt like a dog, working tirelessly, sucking on your clit and tongue fucking you. this is his place. he deserves nothing more than to be here with you, caving to your every desire even if all of his thoughts include breeding you and getting you pregnant with his babies. he’d do anything you asked if he could just have that.

he’d be at your service, at your mercy, until you chose to give him what he wanted.

but he makes you cum so fucking hard that it’s impossible to not give him what he wants, especially when rough hands grab onto your thighs as you’re cumming and he’s still giving you the head of your life through your orgasm. he grabs you just to stabilize you, but also to be possessive.

he can’t help how bad he’s gotten about jealousy and possessiveness with this parasite. he’s never been the jealous boyfriend, knowing you could hold your own and you’re loyal and stuff, but something about the way he looks at you now is different. it’s deep and primal. he looks at you like he needs to have you, and no one else can.

it’s insanely hot, but it’s also inconceivable how uncontrollable those urges are. leon has good self control, and you notice it in how he’s acting. again, this is him at his most restrained. he’s trying to keep himself from pouncing on you, taking everything he wants from you because he knows you don’t want that.

somewhere deep inside of him, he’s still himself, still that awkward and dorky guy that just wants to love you and give you everything you want. you wouldn’t want that.

when you roll off of him, laying down next to him to give yourself a moment to recover, you press a kiss to his shoulder, a sign that it’s an act, your harshness isn’t real. he returns the gesture by kissing the top of your head. a sign that he acknowledges your motives.

“please,” he whimpers suddenly, startling you out of your daze as his hand caresses your back softly, “i’ll let you control everything, you can do whatever you want with me, but fucking please, i’m so desperate to put my cock inside of your pussy, baby. i can’t think straight, and i’m trying so damn hard to control myself but i won’t be able to much longer…”

“yeah? you wanna put your cock inside of me? feel it throb inside the wetness and warmth of my cunt, fill me up with—”

he cuts you off with a loud moan, his hands grasping onto you and his eyes shutting tightly at the thought of such pleasure. he looks wrecked at the mere mention of cumming inside of you. you obviously have to capitalize on this fact.

“oh? so it’s the filling me up part, isn’t it? the ‘gift’ you have makes you really want to cum inside me, hm?” you say, smirking cruelly at him, watching his resolve crumble as he moans shamelessly, “do you want… breed me, leon?”

he gasps, breathing heavily. he’s incredibly wound up, and now you know the real reason he’s insatiable and uncontrollable, “f-fuck, i— it’s not that i want to, it’s that i need to… i need to fuck you and breed you so damn bad, i—”

you cover his mouth with the palm of your hand, enjoying the way he groan in pleasure when you straddle him. god, he’s not even inside of you, but he looks fucked out. he looks he’s about to burst already.

“god, you’re so fucking desperate,” you mumble to him, leaning in closer to whisper to him despite having him muzzled with your hand. not that he’d ever hurt you, he would never even imagine it, “you’re going to fuck me stupid, okay? you’re going to fuck me until my legs go numb and i can’t feel anything but you… and only when i tell you you can, you’ll breed me, fuck your cum even deeper into me and not let any of it escape. understood?”

he breathes shakily, not responding. obviously you forgot you have your hand over his mouth. when you take it off, he nervously says, “got it. i’ll… i’ll be good. i’ll make you feel so good.”

your voice is dark, cruel, full of malicious intent, “you fucking better, or i won’t let you cum. you’ll get to fuck me, sure, but i won’t ever give you the satisfying orgasm your body is desperately aching for. you won’t get to fill me up, and all you’ll have left to fuck for your little orgasm is your hand.”

his heart aches. the idea of disappointing you makes him feel a physical pit of nervousness in his stomach, the same ones he felt when he was more like himself. he just wants to feel like himself again.

“g-got it,” he whimpers. you get off of him, and he’s got you pinned immediately, gently resting you against the ground he was previously laying on. the image of you beneath him has him breathless. he feels like he’s worshipping a god with every move he makes.

he slides his cock into you, groaning at how easy it is, how wet you are. he bottoms out almost immediately, enjoying the way your body wraps around him in almost every sense. he silently adores you. he loves that you want him, crave him just like he craves you. that underneath all of your dominance, you’re his lover too.

fuck, he’s starting to feel possessive again. he beings to thrust into you, his body moving faster than either of you can handle, but you keep your cool better than he does.

“don’t let yourself start to think you’re in control,” you murmur, leaning up to press your lips to his shoulder, baring your teeth but not hard enough to draw blood. just enough to remind him of his place, “you belong to me. not the other way around, got it?” you growl into his ear.

he can’t even respond, too enraptured by your body and the feeling of your control over him leaving him a shuddering mess.

and you can’t even deny it. he’s putting in the work, thumb playing your with your clit just like how he knows you like, and clearly he’s getting the results he’s looking for. his body comes closer to the edge sooner than he’d like, but he tries to stave it off, for your sake.

still leaning into him, you whisper in your darkest voice, “maybe i should leave you like this, so you can stay this desperate… for me. i would try and cure you, but… not sure if i really care anymore.”

he shudders, voice giving out on him as he tries to plead with you. he cums without warning, obviously his body did it without the consent and go-ahead of his conscious mind. he already looks embarrassed at cumming without your permission. you don’t really have the mind to care right now, but you remember it for.. later.

“i’m gonna cum, fuck, leon, give it to me, give in to your cravings, your desires, your needs,” you moan in his ear, desperate for him, only him, and he’s yours, he’s all yours, it’s all he’s ever been and all he’ll ever be. he keep fucking you even after cumming, keeping you filled up, pushing it deeper, “make me yours.”

and he has no choice but to comply.

[therealbatgirlishere]

Trips in. (Tripin.) p1!

First fic! Kindness or constructive criticism is allowed. No req 🫶🏽

miles morales e-42 aged up! X bb mama reader aged up! miles age: 23 readers age: 22

context: you and Miles had broken up, due to a bad fight (petty argument) with a bad outcome, but anyways It’s been months and you’ve both pretty much moved on…right? Well, after you had finished getting dolled up to have a fun night with you and your girls, you had to drop your son off.. as you were planning to leave you might have been a bit.. interrupted?

You were chilling, just having finished your makeup and hair, you were going out with your girlfriends so you wanted to look nice as usual. Miles was comin in to take you n his kid,  sure. It’s a bit awks having to still communicate with the baby daddy after you both broke up but hey, at least your boy got a dad in his life. You were packing your sons things, placing clothes in his little bag, spare shoes a toothbrush and more, including a small treat for the road (a twix or stm Wtv u want.) after you had finished, you called your boy over. 

“Zion! ven aquí!” You shouted from upstairs, seconds later you heard the pitter patter of tiny feet coming up the stairs, your child then poking his head out of the door. 

“Mama?” Zion asked, in his cute lil voice you could see his little brown fro poking out as well as his eyes. You smiled, “Zion, you ready to see your papa?” You questioned, lips curling upwards. Zion gave a small nod. Cute. Your 4 year old son waddled his way over to you and gave you a hug, small arms wrapping around your knees and face dig into your legs. You patted your sons head.

 “Alright, I’ll put your bag on so you’re all ready.” You then picked up your son and settled him down on his comfy race car bed. He looked up at you, when you really looked at him, you could see miles, a resemblance between him and you in there…what were you just thinking? No. Stop thinking about that man. Focus. you were halfway through putting on his bag.

Knock knock knock

The sound echoed through the house, you had a feeling it was him, who am I kidding it was him. But, you had to make sure. 

“Zion,  stay here okay? I’ll call you down if papas here.” You said, holding his shoulders and being eye to eye with him before pecking his forehead quick and softly, then making your way downstairs and to the door, you were calm. Why wouldn’t you be? Face blank as you headed to the door.

Click.. creeeakkk

You opened the door, and there he was the 6’3 tall dark skinned male, mini Two-Strand twists,   the same blank expression as always. Wearing a white coloured wife beaters n a black zip up jacket with loose fit jeans, a silver chain and ring on his finger. 

(If ur wondering why he looks different it’s because he’s aged up, so ofc he would get taller and want to switch his hairstyle up etc. dw tho you can still imagine him looking the same ig.)

“…” he stared down at you,  hands in his pockets a lacklustre expression on his face as he then looks behind you. Searching for his son.

Where’s Zion at?” He asks, raising an eyebrow as he looks behind you still. Wow. Rude much? 

The man can’t even be bothered to say hi to the mother of his child.

“Well, Hi to you too. Miles.” You reply, giving him a sarcastic smile before rolling your eyes and turning your head back towards the house.

 “Zion! Your dads here!” You called him over, your son then poked his head out, a grin from ear to ear appeared as he then let out a small giggle. He then ran down the stairs, loud thumping being heard as he made his way down. 

“Ay.” You sucked your teeth in slight annoyance when you saw him running to fast down the stairs, almost tripping but saving himself. 

“Hijo, don’t run down the stairs you’ll fall.” You scolded him, putting a hand on his shoulder as he went to go hug your knees again, nodding a bit then looked up at his dad. 

“He’s jus a kid Chica.” Miles said, looking at you. What an ass. He still had that deadpan expression going on. You shook your head slightly and scowled.

“Just looking out for my son.” You replied, scowling removed as you looked back at him, crossing your arms. Jeez, did he have to be this annoying? You questioned in your head.

“You mean our, son.” He responded, then stared slightly more closely to your face, his eyebrows then knit together. “You wearin makeup? And what’s up with yo fit and hair?” He asked, staring you up and down as he pointed. Does he have to know every single little thing about you? 

This is p1 cause I can’t be bothered writing the rest 😜

[agendabymooner]

ride home ! carlos s. x ofc (filipino!content creator!ofc)

“and my weary heart has come to rest in yours.”

summary: carlos sainz accidentally outed himself as a married man and his wife is filipino, which is quite ironic if you would look at the history between the two nations. OR mona magdalena was something of a surprise to the f1 world as she’s something of an… ordinary person. but the ferrari driver’s in love with her and that’s enough for anyone to understand.

content warning: established relationship, use of explicit language, unclear plot (intro to carlos sainz’ ofc wife), fluff, lando = knowing something you don’t, poorly translated comments, mentions cheating (no one did), connected to the alessandro/hearth universe (see masterlist)

note: there will be a translation to some of the words in this post (context: spain colonized philippines for 300 years and language/culture/practices were adapted from spain.)

this is a self-indulgent fic. a little bit of it i think. this came from my halo-halo homies’ asks and i was inspired to write. i should write some fernando alonso soon, no? enjoy xx

masterlist

liked by carlossainzjr, landonorris, zildbenitez

user1 CONGRATS MAMITAAAA

user2 welcome back to philippines magda!!

zildbenitez sex or chocolate? liked by monamagdalena

monamagdalena the city by the 1975

user3 i cant believe that you’re working a regular job in spain/england while you’re a whole ass celebrity in the philippines 😭 liked by monamagdalena

monamagdalena duality of a woman 😉

benandbenmusic gimmick sa’n? where should we hangout?

monamagdalena i want some inasal :)

benandbenmusic bet, meet u at the nearest mang inasal then 🫶

carlossainzjr y u so pretty cariño? liked by monamagdalena

carlossainzjr posted a story !!!

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[translation: my wife should just quit her day job and come travel with me]

[translation: there’s no one i would yearn for more than you, my lovely lady.]

tagged monamagdalena

liked by charles_leclerc, blastersilonga, landonorris

user1 ok but why doesn’t she give wag vibes? did she ever attend any of his race?

user2 she doesn’t seem to be like his type tbh. why does she have a huge fanbase?

user3 bestie they’re married- what more can they do?

user4 she’s hella gorgeous

user5 i didn’t even know who carlos was until now :’] magda really chose the perfect one 😭

user6 welcome to the pits of hell we call f1. ferrari’s at the deepest depth - carlos drives for ferrari

user7 y’all btches blind if you don’t see the heart eyes carlos is giving her

user8 he’s so in love i wish that were me

landonorris ok but i’m rooting for you two though 🥲 liked by carlossainzjr and monamagdalena

monamagdalena thanks, lando! i’m also rooting for us :)

monamagdalena you’re the best partner to have existed. mahal kita sobraaaaaa ❤️ i love you soooo much liked by carlossainzjr

carlossainzjr see you soon cariño ❤️

user8 she really said “colonizing his heart” 😭

user9 who cooks better though?

carlossainzjr her because she grew up with a single mother only and they always make the best cuisines - lena taught me how to cook most filipino dishes

monamagdalena most filipino dishes that NEED to be paired with rice 🥲 i get so lonely having to eat rice by myself at times

landonorris you should have me over so we can eat rice together

monamagdalena you betcha. i’ll be making you dinner like it’s a filipino birthday party lando!

user10 now THAT is the dream 😩 imagine being so sweet that you’d make your husband’s mate some roast pans full of filipino food and pull up the karaoke ughhh so mother of u

bonus !!!

translation

mahal / irog = terms of endearment, “love”

[isackwhy]

Probably me! It’s okayyyy 👍🏼🤍 can you do more chubby reader x Isaac, maybe a confessing their feelings or being intimate for the first time while the reader is shy. Love your writing and have GOOD day!

u have a good day too bae!!! i’m high as shit. so. i will do both :)

isaacwhy x chubby! reader hc’s

sfw / confession

u never thought he’d like u

that’s what society has told u

he’s a gym rat and ur chubby. would never work.

he’s ur best friend that’s all

yeah until it all boils down and the constant tension u only thought u were imagining breaks down

ur sitting in isaacs room. he’s editing.

ur laying on his bed and he spins around, hair in a bun and slightly disheveled hair from the headset

u look up from ur phone, “what’s up?”

isaac sighs, “am i losing my mind?” he asks w no context

u sit up. now concerned for ur best friend. “isaac, what? if anything u lost that awhile ago,” u chuckle

isaac takes his headset off, leaning forward and looking at you. flabbergasted.

u scoot towards the edge of the bed, “isaac, what’s up—“

“i like you. like i though that was obvious and you’d realize that but you haven’t. you just haven’t y/n. if you don’t like me—are you okay?”

ur jaw is dropped. not believing a word he’s saying. like ur 12 again and it’s some prank from the bullies

“y/n—“

“don’t fuck around with me like that,” your feet hit the floor, trying to escape what u think is a prank

isaac stands up, kinda blocking your path, “i’m not—i’m not fucking around with you. i like you. i’ve liked you for like a long fucking time.”

his tone sounds so genuine but u don’t believe it

u refuse to make eye contact with him

u catch a glimpse of yourself in his mirror

no. no. not me. he’s joking.

“are you doing another impractical jokers—“

“y/n, i have a crush on you!” he specifies, grabbing your shoulders.

u finally look up at him. there’s no mischievous smile. just adoration and u wonder if he’s always looked at u this way

ur heart sinks and u gulp, “like actually?”

he chuckles, “actually.”

“are you sure? i’ve seen the girls u like and like—they’re not me.”

he raises an eyebrow, still holding your shoulders, “huh?” he lets out

ur head falls to ur hands, “like—body? wise?”

his face drops, “oh….y/n…..”

“i’m sorry,” you mutter, “i like you too,” you finally admit

his eyes light up as he pulls you closer, “i like your body. i like your face. i like your interests. you. i like you.”

a part of u still doesn’t believe him. the hung damaged part of you but this is what you wanted. thsi is what you’ve been wanting.

nsfw

it took u a bit to get comfortable w urself n isaac to want to have sex for the first time

he’s a gem. it was mostly ur insecurities (me too gang)

but your make out session is getting intense and Isaac’s lips are trailing down your neck, leaving hickeys in his wake

you’re letting out soft whimpers and shuffle away

u want this. this is what u want. u trust him.

he raises his eyebrows, “you okay, baby?”

u hide your face, “i wanna—i wanna—“

he sits up with a smirk, “have sex?”

you blush, “yeah yeah but uh—can we leave the lights…off. and my shirt…on?”

you feel him pause and u open ur eyes

“baby, we can but you know i like your body.”

“just—please?”

he complies ofc and turns the light off

things get intense again and your pants are off. his shirt his off and your hands wander to his pajama pants

his hands wander up your shirt and u freeze as they graze your stomach

he also pauses

“just please try not to touch my stomach im sorry—“

“stop apologizing,” he sighs and nips at your neck again, “anything to make you comfortable. alright?” he whispers

[mailjeevasfan]

hi there! I like your writing. I was wondering if you could write how some of the death note characters would react if you were crying. It’s completely ok if you don’t want to :)

hey thank u sm ! ofc this is a rly cute prompt <3

-no gender stated for reader

-light yagami, l lawliet, misa amane, mello, matt, near, matsuda

-death note x reader

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how different dn characters would react if you were crying ❦

light yagami - if we’re thinking pre death note i think light would be a gentleman and honestly pretty romantic. in this context i mean he’d be super nice and would comfort you by holding you and reassuring you, but would also have just enough reason in there. he’d try his best to give u a solution to ur problems whilst also trying to be sensitive and not too unemotional. post death note, he’d maybe be a little more distant. he’d still love you the same but would also be concerned about keeping you on his side. he’d more or less be the same in comforting you but would be a lot more busy so wouldn’t have a lot of time

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l lawliet - ok we all know he’s very pragmatic and unemotional but if you are genuinely someone he is willing to devote his time to, he’d really want to be the best he could for you. he’d probably learn as he went along but would become more able to handle emotional problems as well. L would give you words of comfort and give you an outlet to explain the situation fully, so that he could evaluate it and show his love by coming up with a solution

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misa amane - would be super sweet but maybe a tiny bit airheaded. she’s more likely to not understand what you’re trying to convey, but seeing as she’s been through a lot of trauma in her life, she’d know at least how to handle things delicately. she’d give you so many hugs and kisses and tell you it’ll be alright, and would probably get you a present to make you feel better too

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mello - would be super nervous and fidgety but would hide it well. he is an emotional person but comforting someone else would probably be a little bit tougher for him. however if he really cares about you he would put all that aside and do whatever he can to help. and by that i mean he’d probably be offering to kill anyone that harms u in any way lmao. he’d make sure to stay close to you for a while and ask if there’s anything you need, whatever it is he’d do it

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matt - i think if he’d known u for a while and he was comfortable in your company then he’d be very very good at this kind of thing. i imagine him to be an attentive and observant person even if you wouldn’t expect it, so he’d know exactly what you need in this situation. he’d probably be giving u lots of forehead kisses to make u feel loved. after you’d calmed down a bit, he’d try and distract you with something like video games or a movie.

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near - similarly to L he’s very unemotional and honestly i think he’d freeze up a little. he would immediately try to give a logical answer to your problems but if you didn’t want that, he’d definitely do his best to comfort you with things like hugs and more loving words instead. after a while he’d be used to your needs and would know the right thing to do whenever you’re upset

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matsuda - he would literally rush to cuddle you and squeeze u so tight god bless his soul :’) ok but seriously he’d be great at this considering how sensitive he is himself he’d know just what to do. the last thing he’d want is for you to feel alone in a time like this and he’d tell you often that no matter the situation, you should come and talk to him whenever you’re sad. i feel like he’d try and make you your favourite meal but would fail miserably but your heart would be warmed by the fact that he even tried

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[firefly--bright]

b99 angst hcs NOW ‼️‼️💥‼️💥 pls :>

(this isn’t to obligate or rush u in any way obv take ur time and write when u want to)

oh. it's on.

- jean is a workaholic. its a very well known fact - he cares alot about what he does and has questioned every decision and influenced his life because of it. sometimes he lets it take control of his head more than he'd like to admit, which means even when he's with you, hes at work. hell, he's even more at work when he's with you because he's just reminded why he's doing what he's doing, especially because he literally met you with you being a witness to a mild crime. which leads me to the scenario - even during dates, specially planned nights where you had cleared your schedule for him, even one word can set his mind off of possible solutions to an unsolved crime. imagine how jake hears one word and immediately connects the dots to something despite it having no context whatsoever to the conversation at hand. it is endearing most times, but sometimes you just want to wind down and have him not run off to the precinct while sharing a meal together, in the middle of the sentence just to solve something. and sometimes (most times) you don't even get to know his whereabouts until the next night. sometimes it makes you feel forgotten, like something jean only uses as a distraction and you know he doesnt mean to, obviously, but it hurts you especially if you're in the middle of telling him about something you're passionate about.

- and when you talk about this with him, tell him how it makes you feel, ofcourse he apologizes VERY sincerely. a few tears are shed but only a week later jean feels worse because you're telling him about your day excitedly over some Chinese takeout and he listens to you tell him about this funny inside joke/bit your coworkers had and it sends a pang through his chest because he can never give that to you. he can barely give you all the time you deserved to have no matter how much he wanted to and he loved you so much and it just reminded him about how, when you're talking about your own work shenanigans, jean can't help but think that he's not going to give you the easygoing life you would've wanted

- speaking of!!! ur also not ready for just how many injuries he gets while on the job. he's a little pissbaby about it and if it's an unserious injury like idk a bruise or smth, he'll be very pouty about it will clickbait you into giving him more affection. "wouldn't you give your brave, strong, city-saving boyfriend a kiss. on the lips. with tong-" ok jean. he doesn't need to ask

but that also means that he gets more serious injuries that he has had to learn to deal with. he gets shot in the shoulder during a crime bust and it hurts so much but he doesn't want to tell you because ofcourse you'd be worried and he just didn't want to be a burden to you - even if you'd argue otherwise. especially since you'd just gotten a promotion and were going through a transition phase with all the work that you had now, with all the decisions you had the power to make; it was taking a toll on you, and he didn't want to add to that. but ofc Sasha and Connie (and marco, because he knew jean wouldn't tell you) called you right after he got patched up and was recovering in the hospital and you ofcourse immediately dropped everything and rushed to him which jean was dreading and he was being kinda,,, snippy with you. like you were asking questions to the doc about how to aid with the recovery and jean hated how you were dragged into his mess now. this was on him - he was an experienced detective and yes, he should've known better and not gone after the crime ring by himself, and he was also a grown man who could (who should) take care of himself and now you're gonna be stuck having to be alert and overworked and he hated it. on the drive home - you knew better than to ask why or how he even got shot in the first place, he'd tell you later anyway - you asked him how he was feeling, if there was anything you could do for him, if he wanted something specific and special to eat for dinner, "I can make your mom's omelet recipie-" "don't you have work?" and that kind of. stung you because you thought he supported you and your progress @ work and now he was...mad about it? "i mean, I can take a small break." "but you just got the promotion." "and you just got shot." ... "i can take care of myself." he says. "i know that. but I want to take care of you." "you didn't sign up for this." "i know exactly what I signed up for." and you stop at the red light, "I'm just glad you're still...here and not bleeding out in some -" you inhale, your breath hitching, "dark alleyway." and jean felt so stupid because he was just thinking about you having to take care of him, but he didn't think about how scary the call must've been - to know that your significant other had a bullet pierce through them, not knowing their whereabouts until after everything was said and done, having the realisation that you couldnt do anything to help them. the more jean thought about it, sitting in the silence in the rest of the ride home, the worse he felt because if he had been in your position, he would be crying and furious and you were doing none of those things because you had to stay calm because you knew if you freaked out then he'd also freak out.

anyway, the two weeks he had to recover after that were hard to adjust to - he wasn't used to someone caring this deeply for him - and also because he had temporarily lost mobility in his left arm and also because he had seen you cry for the first time since you'd gotten together. after getting back home from the hospital, you set up his bed so he could be comfortable, putting a pillow under his shoulder as he sat against the bedrest. jean heard you down the hall, calling in to work telling them about a "family emergency" and then called his mother to ask her about her soup recipie, not elaborating on his injury (something he thanked you for later, he loved his mother but he wasn't in the mental space to deal with the questions for now) and got to work, coming back into the room to put a show on for jean so he could be distracted while you cooked. but before you could leave, he grabbed your wrist and looked at you for a good three seconds before you started crying. told him that you were sorry, this shouldn't be about you, but he shushed you and apologized to you, "I should be the one to say sorry." you sniffled, "you're the one thats hurt" and then he says your name so gently that it makes your heart squeeze in your chest, "you're also hurt. and I'm sorry I caused that." "shut up. i know you were probably doing what was right." ... "i do it for you. you remind me why I want to keep people safe. and I got reckless." ... "the doctor - he said that the bullet was only a little ways away fron your heart." he kisses your forehead. "i don't know what I'd do if I lost you." you confess, whispering into his right shoulder. he burries his nose in your hair, "you not going to lose me. I'll make sure of it. i promise."

- ANYWAY. you think that was bad? well I've got something worse :3

he breaks up w you. for an undercover mission, but you're not supposed to know that, obviously. after a minor crime circle bust with eren, the two of them find out that it's actually a part of a much bigger plan that they had. they were called into the captain's office after it, only to find miche there as well. they explain the plan to them - they'll infiltrate the circle from the inside after being fake-fired from the force, both seperate from each other and get into the ring from different sources (haven't thought about the exact details for it yet but soemthing adjacent to jake with that italian mafia ring undercover mission thingie). and jean was fucking estatic because this was something he had been working towards for essentially his whole career, right, and it could potentially be dangerous but if by the end of it, one of the major threats to the city would be eliminated. but then miche and the captain told them that they'd have to cut ties with everyone they know currently - even their parents and family - his mind immediately went to you. because how could he live without you? how could he even pretend to have to break your heart just to come back (if he even would). just the thought of it absolutely crushed him, but then he was presented with the choice of an out. that he could choose this case if he wanted to. granted, if he (and Yeager) were to step down, any other detectives assigned for this would have a higher probability of screwing up since they weren't the ones that had to solve the case from the beginning. they wouldn't know the inner workings like jean and eren did. eren was a 100% on board with it, ofc, because why wouldnt he be but jean hesitated a lot more. miche and the captain gave him the whole night to think about it before the plan would come to effect by the next night which meant than jean had to make up his mind quick because it was already sundown.

as he parked his bike near your apartment, he had made up his mind. ok for this I really need u to Imagine This, okay, because. cinematic effect.

as mentioned in a previous post, you try not to call him as much because you know that he probably won't pick up and you didn't want to disturb him if he was In The Zone, so you'd usually just send him a long voice note rather than just not talk to him. so you had sent him a voice note a couple hours before he left. and the message is playing in his head while he walks to your apartment, taking the stairs up to your door, and he knows that one of the things you loved most about him was his passion. his drive had reasoning and he stood behind what he thought was right, while also knowing that there were more complexities than just good or bad. and he knew that you'd also support him unconditionally, knowing what exactly he did what he did for, knowing that he didn't want to be a noble hero but because he wanted to let the kids on the streets be able to go home to their parents safely, that they knew that there were authorities out there that they could trust to help them. he knew that he did this for you - he wanted you to walk home at night, safe and sound.

"hey, love. I'm making some ramen right now, I wish I had some mushrooms. i saw this guy put, like, a whole ice cream in his soup. i dunno, it sounds like it'll be bad but...maybe the sweet and spicy will be good? I'm not gonna do that right now. that reminds me, I need more ice cream in my freezer. anyway, I hope you're doing okay. i hope you're being safe. no bullet wounds anywhere near you, please. don't want you to come back with one more hole in your body. uhm, yeah. I'm making extra for you. i love you." your voice note says, and jean runs a hand through his hair before knocking on your door despite having your keys.

you open the door, your unsure expression melting into a relieved one. "you're back," you say, opening the door wider for him to enter, noticing the expression on his face. he's looking anywhere but your eyes and you know something's wrong because his shoulders are stiff.

"everything okay? you look constipated." you ask, cracking a smile to relax him, only to cause him to hurt more.

"we need to talk." he says, and your entire face falls. after a couple beats of silence, you nod slowly, inviting him to sit on your small couch. he sits at the edge of it like he's afraid of getting too close to you. (maybe he is) and then he drops the bomb, "we need to break up."

"...what?" you ask. jean isn't looking at you, his eyes focused on his hands on his lap, but he doesn't miss how your voice wavers a little.

he sighs. "yeah."

"why? i mean, I'm sure if theres something bothering you, we can fix it." you say, shifting closer to him, the both of you having to pretend that your heart wasn't actually sawing itself in half right now, and you continue when jean doesn't say anything, "if it's about work, I mean, we can...I can make more time. we can both tr-"

"no. it's not something we can fix. i just..." he trails off, and commits the mistake of looking at your face because then he starts to panick about not being able to see you again, about the fact that your eyes are starting to tear up again, and we all know how jean gets when he panics. "i don't love you anymore." he says. you shift back as if he threw something at you which he might as well have.

uh haha. yeah. anyway. so that's that. and then he doesn't come back for like 4 more months and you distract urself by working to the bone. Connie and Sasha check up on you periodically and since neither of them know why jean broke up with you and how it coincidentally happened right before he also got fired (jean would argue that he quit, but he wasn't here to do so). anyway. despite the fact that the place has memories of you and jean, you still visit the precinct for Connie and sash, bring everyone (mostly sasha) some sweet treats on your way there.

it's one of the days you're spending your lunch there, that the captain comes out of his office and announces a squad meeting. you get ready to get out of there because ofcourse you're not supposed to hear this, but Levi stops you, saying that you can stay - that it's better that you stay. and then he breaks the news to everyone about how eren (Mikasa gasps at the news, btw, which is more emotion than you've seen her have after eren was "fired") and jean had never been fired or quit but were on an undercover mission, blah blah, and there's a "hes right behind me isn't he...." moment where jean and eren just. walk in. and ofcourse your eyes lock as Mikasa and Armin huddle close to eren, Connie, sasha and marco doing the same to jean and you just stand there because you don't know if he's moved on. even if he did break up with you because of a mission, there was a big possibility, to you, that he'd moved on after four months of not seeing you. and you walk to him, hesitating, after the three of them are done with their ambush, and he looks at you, waiting for you to run to him. but when u dont, he thinks about how the worst of his doubts may just be confirmed - that you moved on, found somebody new. (SLIGHTEST miscommunication. gets solved in like 3 seconds bare w me)

but you haven't. and he hasnt. and it's so obvious because you've still kept his sweater at your place, because he's had your picture In his wallet, hidden under some cards. but the two of you are oblivious to it, and you ask, "no extra holes, right?" referring to before, and he smiles softly, shrugging, "just the ones that I already had." to which you nod with a small smile of your own. you two just look at eachother for a moment (everyone's. looking at the two of u btw. waiting for u to kiss. esp Connie who's resisting the urge to chant "kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss") and you're just like WELL, TIME TO GO TO WORK LOL. and leave. and then he's just standing there, frozen, a hand on his heart as you make your way down trying not to SOB and everyone's just like. what the fuck r u doing GO AFTER THEM and he's like???? whats that gonna do they've probably moved on. and then sasha slaps him after which Connie shakes jeans shoulders, and everyone shouting at him, telling him he's stupid and he's just like "OK LET ME GO AFTER THEM THEN FUCKING CHRIST"

AND HE DOES and oooo it's raining and ok imagine the scene in idk which season but the time when captain Holt and Kevin had that whole confession in the rain thing but with you and jean. you don't have an umbrella and just step out into the rain because you just don't want to Be Here right now and you're starting to run, but then jean grabs your wrist and tells you to stop. he asks you if you've moved on and you say "ofcourse not are u stupid u just left me fucking hanging, out of nowhere, and I know you were doing it for a mission and I know we couldn't have prevented it but it hurt, jean and-" "I know I'm so sorry you're so beautiful I missed you so much" he shouts and as you're arguing talking with eachother, you're stepping closer and closer to him and he's stepping closer and closer to you and there's no distance between you and you're rambling now, telling him "do u realise how many texts I sent you do u know how much I love you. r u stupid you thought I would move o-" "I thought about you every night and I - you should ask Yeager - couldn't stop thinking about you every single moment of every single day and-" "you're so stupid, jean-" "i just love you so much being without you was HELL" and now your mouths are near eachother.

and then everyone is standing near the windows and trying to shout over the rain but the only voice that can reach the two of you is reiners who cups a hand over his mouth and says "KISS ALREADY"

and your arguing stops, glancing at him through the rain, and then looking back at eachother (what were you arguing about again?) and you laugh and then he laughs and holds your cheeks, not letting go as he kisses you.

uhm. yeah. haha. anyway this was more hurt/comfort than actual angst but anyway!!!

whoo thank you for the ask sorry for the long ass answer :33

[1eoness]

Could you make a Dom!Leon x trans ftm reader NSFW fic with some fluff thrown into there?

୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ author rambling; HI i am eating pineapple rn and i never forgot this request. just to clarify and for some context, i dont have experience of writing !reader anything out of sub afab so im sorry if this is super inaccurate or inapplicable or unsatisfying and im open to criticism on this :( :) idk im so sorry aghdfhdsfhdj i really need to work on this. oh and i read some ftm smut for this so ty to those writers :> pls criticize anything off (with reason ofc). [btw i feel like this is super bad im sorry im not feeling creative rn i have writers block :((( ]

anyway 'DOM!LEON KENNEDY X TRANS FTM READER NSFW WITH SOME FLUFF THROWN IN THERE' COMING UP. i'm sorry this took so long for such short content too :(

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cw: fluffy dom!leon kennedy, trans ftm!reader (w/ bottom surgery) [i can always redo this if you don't like me mentioning top/bottom surgery]. praise, oral (reader receiving)

synopsis : re4r leon and he loves u and ur worried little face and he's gonna kiss it better (and fuck it better, maybe).

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leon loves you. he knows you're constantly worried over him being troubled over his trauma but he wants you to know, between every crevice of his clouded thoughts, that he loves you and it's the surest thing he knows. it's hard to admit but even when he loses himself, it will always, and forever be clear to him that you have his heart and there's a reason why.

you were about to get under the covers to go to sleep (after a day that felt longer than it should be.). though, you lowered your headphones to the lower end of the volume once you saw leon through the bedroom doorway.

"baby, i wanna tell you something." leon said, his quiet and soft voice only going a decibel higher as he crawls to you on your bed. he hated seeing you about to sleep with such a worried look on your handsome face.

you thought he didn't notice? even if you're his neutral-faced boy, he knows when the air around you feels more somber than usual. "do you ever feel.."

"like a plastic bag?" you quipped quickly. (i'm sorry if you don't get it)

"no, damn it." leon's mutter-reply followed with a quiet chuckle that you echoed. he likes that about you, your incessant annoying humor (but you'll never beat him in that). he sighs, and tries again. "you know, like... you're kind of.. stressed over someone else's troubles?"

to be honest, he doesn't really know how to go about it. he doesn't want you to think you're burdening him—though, you could never ever make him feel like that. leon nears you, hovering above you and adoring your face wherever his mind runs. for some reason, before you guys go to sleep he just does this. he also likes talking to you before you both go to sleep ♡.

you hum, just a little bit sleepy. "what do you meann?" you ask quaintly, and leon's heart melts at the tone of your slightly languid voice. you sounded so cute. a rather random yet soft laugh escapes before he dips down to give you a small kiss on your cheek.

"...y/n, i'll just be straight—i don't want you going to bed looking so.. upset." leon mutters softly, rubbing over the skin of your cheekbone with his thumb. maybe he shouldn't have gone into detail how heavy his mission felt. because when he was done talking, you gave him some short comfort and impulsively stood up and said that you needed to wash the dishes (and the dishwasher was literally running when you said that).

at first he thought he did something wrong and upset you, and the guilt immediately seeped in. naturally, he didn't want it to go undiscussed, that would murder him! so he went to find you ASAP. but when he went to check on you in that dim kitchen, he saw you with your back turned and trying to silence your tears. apparently, you felt so bad for him it was enough to hurt you, too. you were just too sweet—leon also felt bad. he gave you some space for a bit, though he's sorry because he really wants to be there for you and he can't afford to leave you by yourself sometimes :(

you looked a little to the side from his forward words. you didn't really know what to say in response, you were just.. tired, and also worried. leon understands this, picking up on it and showing it by giving you a reassuring, subtle smile. he wants to see you smiling, too, and he knows just how to do it. it's his favorite thing about his little boy ♡.

"..come, baby." he coos quietly as he began to take a hold on either sides of your face, knowing you don't need discussion right now. maybe loving is enough. and loving you is a way of reassuring himself, you just need to accept that :( so you be good for him and let him give you the praise you deserve (and so much more).

he kisses you on the forehead first. he loves cradling your handsome little face, placing safe pecks all over it. especially on that spot a little adjacent from under your eyes. leon hums when his lips reach your jaw, peppering it with innocent love. but will it really only go that far? "because you're the most perfect boy ever." he reasons hushedly, his left hand holding the side of your neck and caressing it gently.

oh, it's going to be one of those nights where he kisses you all over and doesn't leave you alone.. but you know better than to complain.

"y're so clingy..." you decided to joke, though you both knew you loved it. while you giggled at his antics, you can feel him smiling into the skin of your neck. he's so ready to spoil you rotten.. and you had no idea:( ♡

he moves his broad hands under your shirt, handling your being with tutelage. the fuss of the sheets make hush noise as he moves downwards, worshipping your body along the way by placing kisses over your clothed stomach. "...so?" he laughs softly against the skin of your lower inner thigh, the fluttery feeling of his lips planting a kiss on it making you shudder. he sees you, and how you turn so bashful all of a sudden.

"..tickles?" leon mumbles amusedly.

"yeah-" you mutter in response before he abruptly did it again on your stomach this time, which made you giggle. you were just too precious to him!

he holds your thighs in his hands for a minute, resting his head against your left thigh. you see the muscles on his arm flex subtly while he does so, your stomach tumbling at witnessing his strength at such a mild moment. for a minute he just gazes at you fondly, a hinting coyness hiding beneath his expression.

you were making it so tough for him. he just wants to kiss you all over . hell, he might even want to merge corporealities with you.

he doesn't speak, his eyes trailing down to your pelvic area while unnoticeably smirking to himself. you were so cute to him, so what else can he do but lift your thighs over his broad shoulders?

but he looks up at you, immediately. his fingertips are teasing at the hem of your bottom clothing, insinuating what he wants to do for you as he lightly taps at your skin. "baby, may i?" he asks with a sudden comforting tone. he'll never make you do something you don't wanna do. but like said, if you accepted, there's no promise that he's going soft on you.. but that's because he just wants you to be all nice and happy! a very innocent motive ♡

"mhm.." you hummed lowly, willingly giving him your greenlight. and has leon said he loves you?

"thank you, love.." he mutters shortly in reply before pulling your pajama bottoms just a little down. down enough for him to free your pretty shaft. he sees you blushing, covering the bottom half of your face with your sleepy hands.

and this man.. was so hard to predict!

the soft hunk of a man wants to wrap his right arm around your abdomen, pull your hips up to his face. "leon!-" you gasp abruptly with that same low voice.

"shhh, baby." leon mumbled while his left hand snaked around to cage your right thigh firmly to his shoulder. his knees dip on the comforters, pulling his boy's lower body up like he was challenged to lift a feather.

you quickly brought your hands up to take your headphones off, but leon suddenly spoke when you pried the muffs off your ears.

"keep them on." he cuts your actions off. the subtle demand of his tone says you're going to keep them on. he, somehow, reaches to turn the volume up on your headphones. you were puzzled, not knowing what he was aiming to do with such-

"a-aah!-" you yelped in utter surprise. a dribble of spit threads from his pretty lips and down onto your length..

he's hunched over as he takes your tip, then more in his mouth. he glances at your dumbfounded eyes, and you swear you could see him smirking to himself. but before you could think further, he was suddenly suckling onto your cock so firmly you started to squirm.

but that's why leon's holding you so tightly, so you can take it the way he needs you to~

you felt restricted. leon wants to steal your senses, inject pleasure in your veins like he were trying to fucking save you. he's beginning to get so hard that it makes him whine against your shaft, and he's so hard that you're making it difficult for him to think rationally.

"l-leonn! slow down!~" you cried without sense, which only urged his fingers pressing into your skin as he held you in place. he takes an inch further, his mouth working eagerly, making sure you can understand his carnal urge of making you cum with his mouth. "uh-uhh!-.... nghhh-hh..."

"mhmm..mmmm..." he hummed roughly, following with a soft growl as he slurped you up stupid. you kept moving. why were you moving so much? you were so sleepy just a minute ago.. oh, well; leon thinks. but is this man really oblivious to the fact that he can make you feel so, so good?

of course he wasn't. your erotic whines got louder and louder by the minute as your headphones disabled you from being conscious of your tone at all. your voice fell muffled upon your ears but leon was devouring it, using your moans and sobs as a motive to eat you up until you're heart-eyed. you couldn't even make sense of the music anymore as leon's mouth clouded your empty mind.

i'm gonna drown you in pleasure, baby.. leon thinks to himself while he's busy adoring you and the way your cock twitches onto his tongue :(

you were flailing slightly while leon went down on you, seeing you and your eyes struggling to keep open. he trails his left hand up and down your thigh, the sensation feeling a little ticklish. your chest rose and fell warmly, trying to reach out to stop him with a weak hand but he wouldn't let you and he feels (mildly) sorry. but it doesn't make him halt— he looks at you with sweet eyes that say 'please cum for me~'

you whined weakly at this, voice going raspy as you full on started to cry. you felt so vulnerable and so good at the same time and you trusted leon so much. you could feel it, could feel him about to siphon your orgasm out of you. just the way he wanted it..

the faucet began to spill and you were crying, the tears trickling down your cheeks messily and around your headphones, too. leon looked at you with mostly with affection, but also with a bit of sympathy. you must've had such a hard time, huh? he's so happy he can make you feel better..

"u-uhh, f-fuck, leon!! n-nno- nggh..a-ahh!-" you didn't even know what you were blabbering or retorting for anymore, but your hips twitched in his grip as you began to tremble within the fuzzy feeling of your orgasm. you were being such a pretty boy for him like this, all sensitive and crying after one minor blowjob. how were you going to handle the rest of the night like this?

it was hard to ignore his boner at this point. "mm..mhh, fuck- such a good boy f'me, huh?" he groans while he sucks on you at a slower pace, trying not to overwhelm you too hard (but still overwhelming you :( he's sorry, he swears.). "god, you're so cute.. but you have him so horny and frustrated now, what did you just do to this boy? he isn't frustrated at you.. but..

he isn't letting go of your thighs any time soon.

[sappy-detective]

TOTALLY forgot about this saiouma prompt but it’s been a while so.. saiouma prompt! except they’re alternate and at a music festival

kaede tried to drag shuichi out of his shell because he’s been really depressed lately and she decides to take him to a music festival. because some of her and his favorite bands are playing there:

he leaves her for a bit to buy some of their CRAZY overpriced drinks and merch. he plan to meet up with her at of the smaller (not a headliner) stages of one of her favorite bands.

it’s near the end of a rock bands set. people are walking away but there’s still an active mosh pit and people jumping, yelling and pushing.

he try’s to text her but the wi-fi is so shit all he can get out of her is that “i’m at the front!”. great.

he tries to make his way forward but people are pushing him back and not letting him through because.. well they’re to focused on the music.

anyway a guy bumps into him and woah, it’s a guy in full white face paint (juggalo makeup).

he askes what the hell shuichi is doing and he’s like “i’m trying to get to the front. friend is there waiting for the next set and i need to get to her..”

“oh! i’m going to the for that band to! i’ll take you with me if you want”

shuichi accepts because well, he needs help.

“hold my hand and don’t let go! no matter how much people push just push back okay? don’t let go”

WOAH hand holding? for this little vergin emo boy?(jokes). plus the boy is pretty cute so whatever.

he takes his hand and kokichi leads him to the front and helps him through the crowd. kokichi is smaller and it’s easier for him to make his way through the people moving.

they FINALLY make it after the band set ends and they’re waiting for the band they’re both there to see.

“do you see her?”

“oh uh.. no..”

they start talking and joking and shuichi is like

“yah my friend really likes this band i’ve never heard of it before it’s like (insert whatever smaller band u want. i’ll just say) dog park dissidents”

“huh? this is ICP?”

“what..?”

“what stage where you supposed to be at?”

“uh, the yellow one?”

“this is the red stage.”

“oh..”

and yes it has to be an ICP concert. 1) kokichi would LOVE ICP and 2) it’s definitely an experience. especially for a boy who’s never been to a show EVER. for context. clowns throw (diet) faygo (soda) the WHOLE time out of buckets, water guns, and ofc ICP shakes the bottles and throws them into the crowd. it’s fucking AWSOME.

but a crazy ‘band’ to pop your first concert cherry.

shuichi ends up standing behind him with his hands on either side of the boy, holding onto the railing so the guy doesn’t get pushed to much.

they end up leaving the stage and shuichi ended up having a really good time. even tho he was soaked in diet soda, his makeup was runny and his hair was wet he had a great fucking time. they start talking and walking around and kokichi finds miu and taro and shuichi finds kaede. she laughs at him because he’s soaked in soda but he seems more lose so she’s happy. ending is up to you or whatever! anyway yah you should go to a music festival once in your life!

[miupow]

I'm asking this question to several authors I admire, so if it seems a little random, feel free to blame my overthinking brain.

I frequently read fanfics about hybrids and honestly, I really enjoy them. However, I often find myself with little context about many aspects of the hybrid universe, so I’d love to know your perspective on it.

For example:

• How do you imagine the origin of hybrids in your universe? Are they a natural evolution, a genetic mutation, or a scientific creation?

Additionally, I have a few more questions I'd like to ask:

• How do the government and society treat hybrids in your universe? Do they have the same rights as humans, or do they face discrimination in any way?

• How do you envision interactions between hybrids of different species? Would there be rivalries, alliances, or specific ways of coexisting?

• If there’s adoption of hybrids by humans in your universe, how does that process work?

• How do you approach the topic of heat and hybrid reproduction in your universe? Do they follow similar patterns to real animals or do they have their own biological rules?

• How do you imagine the hybrid nature (half-human, half-animal) would affect their emotions and psychology?

I’m sorry if this seems like a lot or a completely off-topic question (because I know it kind of is), but I’m genuinely curious since no one seems to talk about these aspects in depth.

Regardless of your answer, thank you for your time and patience! Have a great day 🤘🏻😁💖

(If you see this same message sent to another author, don’t worry—I love you all equally!)

hii anon !!!! this is such an interesting question,, with hybrid aus i don't tend to overthink it a lot like i do with other aus, so i had to think for a bit to answer this lol

for my writing, hybrids are a naturally evolved subspecies of humans ! some live wild and others have been domesticated and live as pets <3

hybrids would be seen as pets by the gov't i think, and i imagine they would face a lot of discrimination if they tried to live as a human. hybrids r seen more as animals than humans.

i imagine hybrids would get along with hybrids based a lot on their respective animal halves... like hybrids of any kind can be friends or enemies but theres natural gravitation iykwim. like cats dont like dogs, bunnies are afraid of foxes, etc.

i like to follow the heat/breeding cycles of the actual animal they r a hybrid of ^^ i love zoology so it's an excuse for me to be a nerd lol. but ofc theres aspects that r just added for spice and fun >< hybrids can only have babies w hybrids of the same species but that doesn't stop them when they're horny lmao

for me, hybrids are more animal than human, if that makes sense. ofc they have human sentience and emotions and thought processes but they would be heavily influenced by animal instinct in most if not all aspects of their life.

hope these answers r up to what you wanted >< thank u for sending this ask in n making me think lol

[celestie0]

Girl I was balls deep in my attempt to make fanart for u a couple months ago

Like I had the reference pictures collated and I sat my ass down and picked up an pencil with the intention of actually drawing something after ages

cause basically I became a lil sad cause I felt like I forgot to draw bc last year in school I took an external art subject and it didn’t occur to me that doing a hands on subject through distance study wasn’t the brightest idea

anyway that fucked me over and led to me dropping and taking up fucking legal studies 😭

Even though I’m a bit more STEM based I can still fw the wordy subjects but not this someone pls save me why am I being assessed on the bi cameral structure of parliament

saur yh I’m super lazy as is with anything so that situation just put me off drawing and art completely

congrats to me setting every world record for yip yapping and going off track

ummm yh for context it was like my 10th read through of the kickoff chapter 6 scene that compelled me to collate a bunch of reference pics that ranged from twitter smut comics to bathroom sinks and eventually I gave up because anatomy is a bitch

I changed into a dress with the same type of neckline I think reader was wearing bc of the way it tucks under her boobies and I was this close to just shamelessly positioning myself in front of the mirror to make my own references

then ofc I got distracted by a half baked portrait of Rose from titanic that I drew when I was like 15 and ended up drawing a two hour long remake of the same picture

only for my friend to tell me it looks like Mary Shelly’s ghost

Should I know who that is

To be fair it looked nothing like her but I mean it was an improvement from thinking all my ability just went poof and I drew better when I was 15

never the less I was somewhat disappointed with the product and I haven’t drawn since

wait I wanna show u actually lemme try

https://share.icloud.com/photos/0edTRG9Tb54pRh9Qe5unszRrg

the Mary Shelly in question

do these links work I’m scared I’m gonna accidentally leak personal details or my whole camera roll lol

also IM NOT AN ARTIST don’t judge me peeps I’m just a girl idek how to drive yet

I feel bad every time I send an ask I feel like I’m force feeding u Ellie babes u have the patience and commitment of a saint

also OMG IF YOU MADE ART FOR ANY OF MY FICS I’D SOB!!!!

I want to 😞🫶 but alas prospect of fanart from me will most likely never see the light of day

that crack scene in ihm was tempting tho everything u write is just so visual

♥️ mwah my gorgeous gorgeous writer wifey

hellooo my dear PLS the ramble of this ask is legendary and i found it very entertaining xD

ouuu the dress that reader wears in ch6 of kickoff is actually based on a dress that i own, here's some pictures of it!! i'm curious if the dress you have is similar!! but yea this is the official outfit reference hahah

looking at it now it's kind of a mild sweetheart neckline lol n yea def tucks under the boobs very nicely xd i was actually gonna sell it on depop a couple months ago when i did a closet cleanout but i was like nahhh i gotta keep it bc it inspired that scene

taking your OWN reference pictures sounds so badass. and its ok babe it's the thought that counts haha <3 i feel u about the losing passion/talent in art thooo aaa i used to draw too but ehh hobbies fizzle

ahh i can't see the cloud photos :(( but anywho thanks for the yap my dear!! i ate it up. also side note but i'm so glad my writing comes off visual to you!! i always worry there's not enough description in my scenes so that's reassuring to hear. much love!

[callsignfangs]

Idk if I've asked this before but like, really really tall reader x Gaz or soap. One of them idk..be as creative as you want pookie

U absolutely havent pooks dw abt it 😇 im in an absolute gaz brainrot rn so I’m gonna write this w him and maaaaybe add a soap one later 😚

Also ignore how this is bulletpoints my brain doesn’t like me and im eepy 💟

Gaz x Tall! Reader hcs 😚

• Mans is a PROFESSIONAL tree climber idc what anyone says. He could scale your arse in a solid half-second.

• He will attempt to climb you and he will succeed.

• Instinctively tugs at your shirt/arm whenever you’re going under something you might bump your head on.

• In the case he fails to prevent head bumps, he will force you to crouch in front of him so he can smother your poor little head in kisses and massages.

• Obsessed with being little spoon. He just loves being completely surrounded by your snuggly warmth.

• Won’t hesitate to either get on his tiptoes or even full on hop to give you little kisses.

• A bit obsessed with the size difference. He just loves flopping onto your chest or kneading at your hands and just taking in the sheer mountain that you are.

• Definitely demands piggybacks more than often. Expects full on princess treatment. /j

• (Mostly because he loves being pampered and cared for by someone actually bigger than him - and don’t even get me STARTED on if you’re stronger than him.)

• Alternatively, loves picking up/carrying you. Just seeing his stunning giant all shy and curled up in his arms sends him places.

• You’ll have him absolutely melting into you if you just casually stand behind him while he’s going about his day. Yk the whole; hands on their waist, face buried in their neck thing?? That. He’ll have to resist the urge to just drop everything and flop backwards into you.

• Can’t wear your clothes out, seeing as they’re waaaay too big on him, but they will be some of the only things he wears around the house. Casually walks around in a hoodie with a neck hole so big it almost slips down to his waist.

• Makes sure to get almost all of your clothes specially fitted. Can never find proper pants because they’re always too short or too baggy? Yep, you’re never gonna have to worry about that again.

• In absolute love with your legs, especially being buried between them. Not only in a spicy context, he just loves the feeling of being completely wrapped up in you, cuddling at your strong thighs like a koala. <3

• Also loves sitting between your legs without prompting. You’re stood trying to pick a channel? He’s tucked himself right under you. You’re sat doing paperwork? He’s contorted himself under your desk, arms wrapped around your shins and his head on your thigh.

• Will force you to be his weighted blanket on occasions. Usually when he’s had a particularly bad day/night, he’ll forcibly (with prior permission ofc) bury himself under you, revelling in the fact he can just curl up under you and be completely hidden away.

• Definitely teases you. Just a lil bit 😇

• Sometimes when you hug he’ll just loop his arms over your shoulders and sling himself up, wrapping his legs around your waist and claiming his spot.

• Literally FOLDS when you look down at him. Not in the, like, dropping your head to look at him, no, just the unmoving glance down at him.

• A lot of arm kisses. Mostly because it’s the easiest place for him to reach that’s still mildly appropriate (he’s dejectedly banned himself from nip kisses in public /j).

•Often when you’re busy, he’ll just drop himself in your lap and straddle your hips/thighs, tucking his face into your neck and snuggling up with his favourite person <33

[good-vs-evo]

fenglian coded songs!

because i'm actually so ill about them </3 plus this gives flashbacks to those english assignments in high school where you'd choose songs based on a piece of literature and explain ur choices... wait u didnt. u didnt do that. uh. moving along.

time to expose my mildly terrible music taste HSDGFH

boy by isaac dunbar!

"if only we were right, seasoned with time" god. they were right person, wrong time vibes genuinely it makes me so insane to think about. i love hualian dearly, ofc, but fenglian has such a special place in my heart because just think about everything they shared and everything they did and everything feng xin sacrificed for xie lian that xl was too young and too hurt to see

"if i were homesick, you're remedy-wired / picking up herbs in the morning time / i'd wait for something more" hello? already heavy on the pining vibes, plus i love the fenglian "you are my home" vibes... sobs... fx would take care of xl to the end

tell her by bruno major!

just like. listen to it as a love letter from xl to fx...

"still she will come back around / nothing could shake her / repeat or replace her / i've finally figured that out", xl realizing how much he always needed fx, xl realizing that he was perfectly loyal but xl was too scared

"tell her she's more than i dreamed i would find / she's always there in the back of my mind / if you should see her, ask her if we'll work it out" fx was literally so perfect you don't understand dies loudly... and he definitely left a lasting impact on xl forever

leaving the last two lines for of the song as a surprise if you haven't heard it yet and you decided to give it a listen, i promise it'll be great :]

lover's rock by tv girl!

"because love can burn like a cigarette / and leave you with nothing" i have. no more to say. just. that's everything i have to say about this i could talk sm more but that's what i want to leave it at

dear my all by mingginyu!

this one's in korean, so allow me to be your terrible translator (genuinely my korean skills are so bad nobody ever taught me so let's see if i can cook) (alternatively, use google translate)

"you can tell me everything, all your secrets / i'll never hurt you again" xl to fx, telling him that he can lean on him and promising o be better this time <3

"you're allowed to rest, you've been running for so long / it's okay to blame the things that have hurt you" fx to xl, telling him that's entitled to peace and happiness after everything he's been through

i tried google translating some of this because i didn't know if mine made sense but aughhh i can't explain it but the translations on google are all... awkward? i can't tell if it's just the context of the way my family speaks korean and the way i've come to understand the use of certain words but either way i'll leave it at that SDHFGJSD

late again by peter manos!

"yesterday came and went / you are my closest friend / i'll never understand / don't want you to see me cry / even though i've seen you cry" they truly were. pretty good friends despite the way their relationship formed. they would've had a much better relationship if they weren't prince and servant but whatever that's still a trope HSDGF so we take that W. they both seem like they'd struggle a bit to be vulnerable with each other but slowly grow more comfortable and that makes me so soft

"i wanna tell you everything is alright / begging you to tell me everything is alright" this one makes me lose it. the first one gives xl vibes (wanting to tell fx that he's okay and he's sorry and things worked out okay) and the second is fx vibes (wanting to know that xl is okay, regretting leaving even though xl told him to leave, wanting to know he's safe)

untitled v.2 by cavetown!

i'm literally never gonna be free from cavetown getting associated with media i'm into am i

"i know my hands aren't warm enough to hold your cold, cold heart" fx feeling like a failure when it came to being able to save xl from The Horrors

"and i know my bones aren't strong enough to keep me from falling apart" both of them fr, they were going through it like crazy. they were constantly on the brink of collapse. someone send some help

"and did you know that every night i play your favourite songs on repeat? it helps me sleep" i think. when they were separated for so many years, they kept reminders of the other around with them. for a little bit of bittersweet comfort

back to you by flower face!

"don't fight back / don't look at me like that / don't forget I'll never quite forgive you / but i'll pretend to" okay but xl realistically thinks nobody will ever forgive him. he would eternally believe that fx holds things against him aughguhaguuhguh angst has me in a chokeholdd

"how will I release you now? / how can I forgive myself when I'm still in love with you?" yeah. pining and separted fenglian keeps me up at night can u tell lmao

"and it's always back to you again / always back to you, my friend" because it really is always back to them! time and time again it's back to them, the two of them together again in differently painful situations and it makes me die inside

i am a world class yapper, please forgive me </3 i also went hard on the angst i just i love my ships a lil angsty (<- writes fluff 80% of the time)

also i didn't forget abt the role jian lan played in fx's life during the time when xl was banished and struggling! this is just focused on only xl and fx's relationship during those times. besides, a lot of signs indicate that fx loved them both dearly, and it hurt a lot to lose them both.

[nattyontherun]

Hey! I have a question, hope you don't mind. In Hearthfire Ino and Sakura say that Kakashi can be petty... is he really, though? What has Kakashi done that they consider petty?

fun question! and one i've been waiting on someone (other than @emberswrites lmao luv u bb) to ask!

so HF plays a lot with perception - as in, how characters view the situation at hand (Shisui coming back to life), themselves in relation to the situation (this answers why I chose "revolving closer - to collision" as the series name, yes) and each other.

to ino, sakura (though hardly perfect) is sorta the victim here? imagine it from her perspective: long time bestie, potential love of her life, shags up with the love of her life, they have a few blissful years of marriage (because why would sakura reveal that she's having problems with sasuke because of his mental health??) and then they break up ("mutually") only for said love of sakura's life to immediately move in with kakashi? the fact that sasuke gets SOME side-eyes and maybe a few whispers is literally amazing??? that's how you know ppl are scared of him??? because trust, if he were some commoner chuunin he'd get dragged to FILTH for this.

and so that's ino's perspective. she's already predisposed to thinking less kindly about sasuke and kakashi - kakashi in particular because, considering the beach and kakashi's age and literal job as hokage - it's easy to point at him and go "hey, this is the mfker who caused all this" so when kakashi lashes out in little ways: giving sakura the cold shoulder, some extra work maybe, or distancing himself or sasuke physically from her sometimes, that all just comes off as petty as fuck!

as for sakura - i like to think that HF sakura at least understands exactly why their relationship broke apart. it's this weird juxtaposition of knowing it wouldn't have worked out whether or not KKSS became a thing, yet hating specifically that KKSS became a thing because kakashi was sasuke's shoulder to cry on, so to speak. so she's in a position where, when ino points out something kakashi did as "petty", she doesn't /want/ to disagree, but she can't really /agree/ either, so she just lets ino do all the talking for her and lets the truth sit between them like still water.

so that leads us to that final scene between sakura and ino in HF, where ino asks about kakashi's pettiness and all sakura can do is *proverbial shrug*

-

i do wanna say though that, especially early on in the SSSK "separation", i do think kakashi has a strong need to be very very petty and that he indulges that need. it's small things ofc. like i said: cold shoulder, extra work, avoidance. without context, it goes from petty to downright mean, tbh... with context, from sakura's perspective at least, it's kakashi lashing out in a way that least disrupts their lifes work while making it abundantly clear how upset he is at her. so all the rumors start and die this way, early on, without context.

ino does learn bits and pieces about sasuke's illness over the years... but smth smth first perceptions, smth smth kakashi and sakura aren't really/friends/ anymore in that point in time. like i said FUN stuff!!

[aubreysheadspace]

Hello, anon who asked for Platonic Aubrey here again (or the 🗿 emoji, I’ve decided.) I really loved those Hc’s, it was very wholesome! Is it ok if I ask for one where the same reader meet’s Kel again, someone they once feared somewhat due to his chaotic energy while younger, but then learning of his maturity and then being friends with him once again? (maybe even trying to have Kel and Aubrey bond once again!)

Maybe reader can also learn how to cook with Hero too, (specifically Ramen, Mushroom soup and stuffed cabbage’s.) so that they can share their food with the Hooligans and Aubrey, though I’m a little worried if I’m asking too much, if so sorry.

KEL (AND A PINCH OF HERO) WITH THE SAME READER WHO JOINED THE HOOLIGANS WITH AUBREY

heres part 1 for anyone to get the context! here’s part three for the continuation!

(i could come up with a better title but WHATEVS!!) OFC its not too much! I don’t mind at all, your ideas are detailed and I love it! and welcome to the anon list, 🗿 anon!~ congrats on being the first anon here and hope u enjoy!

meeting KEL for the first time in 4 years was.. an experience

especially since AUBREY was right next to you, and it was clear from talking to her problems about you (if you let her, if not then you’re clueless as to why she hates KEL) that this wasn’t going to be a.. pleasant experience

"hey wait.. hold on a minute.. [READER]? is that you?" a familiar voice spoke out your name, and you could turn around and see that it was the one and only KEL.

AUBREY noticed and turned around as well, she then realizes who it is and rolled her eyes. she immediately takes a foot and puts it on her scooter, getting ready to leave as she spoke, "eugh, come on [READER].. let’s go."

"wh— wha-? hey wait a sec, AUBREY! at least let me talk to them first!" KEL immediately raised his voice up a tiny bit, clearly taken aback and a bit ANGRY by AUBREY trying to leave and take you with her. "no way, we got better places to be. scram, KEL."

AUBREY was still protective of you, she also remembered back then that you were a little frightened by KEL due to his outgoing yet chaotic nature

surprisingly, KEL had no idea you genuinely feared him back then.. he always thought he scared you away because he smelled bad or something

"hey, hey, hey [READER!]" a loud voice called out to you, which made you jolt in surprise. then you looked behind you and saw.. KEL running up to you. once he catches up, he gives you his usual toothy grin.. only one of his teeth missing.

"[READER], [READER]! you wanna come over with me to the playground so we can play ball? it’ll be fun, promise!" KEL had requested, completely oblivious to your trembling figure. you didn’t dislike KEL, he just.. scared you because of how chaotic he could be, how outgoing and loud he could be.

absolutely anxious and frightened, your instincts tell you to just run away, so.. you did. you ran far away from the boy who freaked you out a bit, even if he didn’t mean to. KEL was taken aback, then looking at his armpits and sniffed them.

"huh? did i smell bad or something to them?"

back to present day, as AUBREY was practically dragging you away from KEL.. you didn’t have the heart to tell her that you didn’t really wanna leave, and maybe you’d like to reconnect with KEL

hanging out with AUBREY again gave you a bit more bravery, so you wanted to use the little courage you had to try and apologize to KEL for always running away from him when you both were younger

maybe you’d actually become friends again if AUBREY wasn’t present with you

so once you and KEL finally catch up and you explain the whole "running away from him", he lets out a calmer laugh

he was glad you didn’t really hate him or anything back then,

and you start to notice how mature he’s gotten over 4 years, and how he didn’t really question that you were scared of him because of how chaotic he was back then.. he respects it since he knew you a bit shy

"wow.. i was SCARY to you, [READER]? dang, i mean.. i guess i must’ve been a bit intimidating to someone like you now that i think about it!" KEL laughs it off a bit, and you gave him a small smile.

"uh.. yeah, a bit! i got to nervous to say anything or do anything with you, sorry about that." you apologized, earning a head shake from KEL. "no worries! i’m just glad we can friends again like old times! or.. maybe without you running away again, hehe.."

KEL gives you a sheepish smile, and you stifled a tiny laugh at his joke. "i promise, i’m not really scared of you anymore!"

KEL would then ask why you were hanging out with AUBREY, even though she’s changed into a bully. you immediately tell him that she’s not really a bully, and that she’s just mad at you guys for moving on from MARI way too fast. i mean, you were a bit upset at them as well from AUBREY.. but you weren’t going to tell him that

KEL lets out an "oohhhhh.." after understanding. he then apologizes because he should’ve at least been there for you and AUBREY since he was quick to move on, but he does also tell you that HERO, SUNNY and BASIL were actually really hurt deep down too. i mean, he saw HERO at his worst himself.

after talking up about the misunderstandings, you eventually decided to help AUBREY and try to reconnect with KEL and HERO again!

…

it’s going to be a bit difficult.

but thankfully HERO was visiting so he could help you as well!

of course you two catch up first and reconnected quite easily actually, you never really held a grudge against HERO since deep down you knew he wouldn’t have moved on from MARI quickly according to AUBREY

"it’s really great to see you again, [READER]! man, you’ve grown a bit taller since the last time we met!" HERO complimented you, as you gave him a small smile in return. "not to mention, you’re a little less shy! that’s great, i’m proud of you!"

so when it was time to rekindle some of the friend groups’s relationships, you felt really nervous about it

like.. REALLY nervous

but you kept telling yourself that this is all for MARI’s sake, even though AUBREY kept saying that MARI is dead and it didn’t matter.. but you knew she doesn’t mean that at all

at first, AUBREY didn’t want to listen. she didn’t want KEL and HERO suddenly showing up in her life again

she was also a bit frustrated at you too

but eventually after HERO’s talking, KEL’s stubbornness, and YOU trying to make her reasonable, AUBREY finally breaks down into tears

"AUBREY, listen.. we’re all incredibly sorry that it seemed like we moved on too fast. but- you know us, we would never abandon MARI like that.." HERO spoke in a gentle and tendered manner, KEL following up with-

"yeah.. and even though i moved on way too quickly, i should’ve been there for you, BASIL, SUNNY, and [READER].. instead, i just got new friends and hoped that everything would get better." KEL said with a guilty tone, before trying to stifle a laugh and slightly joke about it. "hehe, man.. i’m such a crummy friend."

then finally, without even thinking, you gently wrap your hands around AUBREY’s jacket sleeves and her arms. you spoke calmly to her as well, trying to make her to be reasonable instead of taking out her anger on them. "AUBREY.. i’m really thankful that you were there for me when i needed you most, now.. i think it’s time i— no.. we do the same for you. so please, please forgive them again.. you know they wouldn’t mean to leave us and abandon us like that.."

you could hear a few sniffles from AUBREY as she hangs her head low, you felt a bit guilty putting all his pressure and or attention onto her. she then collapsed to her knees, and you joined her. she then starts to sob her entire heart out, just like she did during her funeral 4 years ago.

..group hug!

so, after the four of you finally made up, you and AUBREY decided to hang out at KEL and HERO’s place

since uh, both you and AUBREY’s home situations were a bit.. cruel. but of course HERO and KEL agreed to it.

in fact, HERO would try and spend time with you and AUBREY more by teaching you two how to cook a few things

yeah, he roped AUBREY into this.. she groans a bit before joining in

HERO would teach you both a few cooking ideas just in case you guys were starving at your home.

HERO dislikes instant RAMEN, and would instead teach you both the actual way. he’d also teach you both MUSHROOM SOUP and STUFFED CABBAGE’s.

in the end, it tasted pretty good and now both you and AUBREY know a few more cooking options. you guys could even cook together for the HOOLIGANS! they’d love it 100% percent.

[asexual-means-no-attraction]

(Nsfw content) hey so feel free to completely ignore this ask, but I think u have good inputs I'd like to know Ur thoughts about this, if it's okay.

So this is about fanfic right. For context, I am a cis woman and I struggle with CSA trauma. Writing erotica has been very freeing to me these past few years. Now the thing is, I can't exactly point to the reason why, but specifically in fictional erotica, when I write men it's always men with female genitalia. Not that I can't read about guys and dicks in general, it's just not something I feel comfortable writing. Now, I feel a bit weird about tagging any of that as "trans characters" because it doesn't feel fair to lump what I write with actual representation (even though if trans men enjoy what I write they are more than welcome to ofc).

Basically I'm not trying to write actual trans men and represent their struggles, or even their bodies realistically (I also find it a bit ehhh that in fandom spaces "trans man" has come to be synonyms with = "has a vagina" but I digress).

So with that in mind, I have come full circle and I'm noticing I'm back at feeling guilt and shame about what I write... much like I used to feel when I started writing/reading erotica. I feel guilty of writing that type of thing because in a way I fear it may come off as fetishization. That's not what I'm trying to do though, I realize this is mostly a fictional kink that doesn't correlate with how I view actual trans people irl. But the guilt is still there.

I'd like to know your thoughts about this. Do you think this is hurtful for trans people? For me to not tag that content as "trans" specifically? That I write that content? Am I alienating trans people? Are there better ways to go about this? Sorry if this is a lot of questions. My brain really wants me to feel ashamed of my sexuality and sexual desires so sometimes it's hard to have a clear idea of what's going on, if I'm actually doing something harmful or if it's just my brain being mean to me.

Sorry for the long ask, and again feel free to completely ignore it.

I mean, fanfic isn't really representation to begin with if you ask me. So by writing it, you aren't representing anyone. Besides, the purpose of your story isn't to describe trans people's struggle, so I don't think you need to go out of your way to "properly portray" said struggle/issues.

If we were to deny people right to write about groups they aren't apart of, we'd lose any chance at exploring each other's experiences. Like, you have every right to write a trans character. It's not illegal or wrong. I also don't think you have some moral obligation to make sure your portrayal is perfect cuz 1. There isn't any perfect portrayal of any experience or group of people and 2. Writing isn't always about doing that anyways.

So long as you're not coming with ill intentions to write something that you actively DESIRE to hurt some group with (this is how propaganda works) then I think you're fine to write whatever you want. Especially when it comes to fanfic which is written for FUN. Enjoy yourself. It's fine.

As for the tagging. I don't read much fanfic anymore. But I think the general rule of thumb is to be sure triggers are tagged. Whether you tag ship names, trans, or other tags is fully up to you. As a trans man, I don't think I'd care either way? Just do what makes you comfortable. You aren't hurting anyone by writing fanfics. Especially not what you described above.

You might get people who misunderstand, but genuinely that's fine. It's important to learn how to accept that some people will take what you do in life the wrong way. You can explain yourself, but ultimately it's best to just move on. Talk it out with someone you trust, reassure yourself, and continue your life. You can't please everyone so just make sure you can make yourself happy. Ya know? If these writings make you happy, don't let some random person get you down. You're not hurting anyone, or actively trying to bring down the trans community. You, as one person, couldn't actually do that anyways. It's ok. Take a breath and keep writing.

Summary: you're ok. You're not hurting anyone by writing fanfiction.