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bonknigirlinthehood · 10 months ago

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//Contains canon divergence// i tried to make it as a gender neutral as possible, i think?. But yeah, if you know me i'm fond of fathers having daughters.

Have you ever thought about the chance of Jing Yuan having a foxian as a descendant?. It was extremely thin, given only one of his parents is one. Yet how surprised he was when his wife gave birth to a beautiful foxian baby. Doctors immediately do a DNA test, of course, which obviously turns out it's true that the baby belongs to Jing Yuan. I mean, who could've mistaken that fluffy white hair and a little mole under the eyes?. If anything, the baby itself looks more like Jing Yuan than its own mother.

Now here's the catch. His baby is not a normal foxian baby. It has 9 tails. It's a nine tailed foxian.

Its birth turns the whole of Xianzhou upside down. Other alliances are notified immediately, and Luofu itself is treading between celebration and war gossip.

Nine-tailed fox, a rare species of foxian whose existence has become a legend, a fairy tale, as for millennia there are none of them ever in any of Xianzhou ships. Its story is a common legend, a story about a holy fox who could grant any wish in exchange for one of their tails. It is said each of their tails contained almost 1000 years worth of life, meaning they can exist until 9000 years or even more.

Many people sought the holy nine tailed fox tails, for immortality, health, wealth, even it is said the tails can cure mara struck.

And the fact that Jing Yuan, the general of the Luofu has the ancient species itself is very shocking and somehow understandable at the same time.

Other Xianzhou generals even came to the Luofu to see the divine fox by themselves, even giving their blessings to both the baby and their parents. Hell, even the emperor themselves has come to visit Jing Yuan.

It was such a blessing, both to Jing Yuan, his wife and everyone else in the Luofu. Yet also a very tiring time. He has to put extra security everywhere, especially his abode-, to ensure no harm comes to his family. Having a divine fox as a child means there will be endless interview requests, which he easily turned all of them down. The problem is the higher ups who can just barge into his office and have the audacity to ask him to see his baby. For the first time in years his guards at the Seat of the Divine Foresight actually had to 'work' to shoo the unwanted visitor away.

For 5 years, no media or a person can successfully have a picture of the general's infamous baby. The only picture that ever circulated around is the photo of Jing Yuan and his wife leaving the hospital with their baby in hand. Even with that photo people are barely able to see the baby fox.

So you can imagine what kind of uproar happening when suddenly, out of nowhere, the general himself is taking a walk with a toddler--a correction, a toddler with nine tails.

All of the media is immediately filled from front to the back page with the picture of Luofu general taking a walk with his child. All kinds of gossip begins circulating, but somehow also dies down pretty quickly (thanks Qingzu). After this, many other Xianzhou generals paid a visit to Luofu to see the divine fox after 5 years. Needless to say, all of them are happy to see the little foxian with the fluffy tails.

It was a common topic for the people of Xianzhou Luofu wanting to bury their heads on those white, fluffy tails. They really envy the general for being able to do that anytime he wishes (he does), to the point some people actually starting a new business on to fluffed foxian tails to be as fluffy as the general's child.

Every Tuesday, Thursday and Friday, the guards in the Seat of the Divine Foresight are filled with anticipation of receiving the precious foxian into the office. They always received a lot of gifts from the general's child, and they've been taking that as a divine artifact or something like that (even though it's just a normal flower or a pretty pebbles that look like a gem) to them, receiving such a gift is a blessing on itself--i mean, who would reject a gift from a divine fox??.

Jing Yuan's quality time with his little one is taking care of those nine tails. It was a lot of work. He even commissioned a special drying machine from the Artisanship Commission so he could practically skip the drying process after giving his baby a bath.

Many lotions, shampoos, and perfumes used are handmade and specially crafted for the little fox uses. They have to make sure the one and only general's heir is getting the best treatment, you know!.

Many Xianzhou alliances have been asking Jing Yuan about the possibility of sending the divine fox as a temporary priestess, giving blessings to other Xianzhou ships. Jing Yuan was not particularly fond of the idea, but he knew the importance of having the blessing of the holy species that barely exists in the whole universe, so he proposed a condition; his child needed to be at least half of a century first, and he HAS to accompany the trip. This means during his leave, Fu Xuan will be his acting general for a while. There will be a temple build exclusively for the said holy species. It was a grand, majestic temple that only exist in Luofu--and now has become a major tourist attraction. Most of the attendants are foxian of course, but there are also normal long life species working there. And just like the father, the famous foxian child of the general is also like to skip work. His wife already scold him several times about it, but it seems like an apple never falls down far from the tree i guess..., the holy priestess somehow always found a way to sneak out of the temple and hide somewhere to play with general's favorite lion, Mimi. But one thing for certain, Jing Yuan's beloved child is already using one of the tails to extend his lifespan, so he can be there longer for his family.

#jing yuan x reader #hsr x reader #hsr men x reader #jing yuan x child!reader #honkai star rail #reddrambles #hsr jing yuan

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deny-the-issue · 1 month ago

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Oblivious and in Love

Summary: Rook's relationship with Emmrich blooms among the thorns. !Spoiler warning! This oneshot takes you through the events of DATV, and while I do not go into great detail, there are still many spoilers.

Thank you so much to @juniper-sunny for beta reading <3

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I have a multi-chapter Emmrich x Reader taking over my brain, so be on the lookout for more Emmrich fanfics from me! Also art. Lots of art.

[MDNI] [Emmrich x fem!Rook] [Emmrich x you] [Mourn Watch Rook] [Fluff] [angst] [smut] [hurt/comfort] [no gender pronouns] [Neurodivergent coded reader] [fingering] [vaginal sex] [3.8k words]

Your pining for Emmrich started as a pleasant distraction from calamity. Who wouldn’t want to daydream about a dapper necromancer sweeping you off your feet with his charismatic charms in between battling ancient elven gods?

But that’s all you thought it was. A daydream. Why would an esteemed scholar of the Mourn Watch pay a young upstart any mind? He treated you with kindness and grace, just like with every other living thing he encountered.

You admire that most about him, you think. His reverence for life. It goes far beyond anything the Mourn Watch teaches. He invokes the spirits of the dead with the grace of a seasoned conductor, the magic of the fade as his orchestra, all at the whims of his deft hands.

The etheric dance of his fingers entrances you, and you’d be lying if you said you haven’t thought about them in other ways.

Tonight, you cannot get them out of your mind. It doesn’t help that you had a strange interaction with him earlier that you still haven’t processed.

Walking back to your room, you run into Taash. Quite literally a full-body collision with the immovable force that is Taash.

“Shit, what’s wrong with you?” Taash grumbles.

“S-sorry!” you stammer out an apology but stumble on the excuse.

“Out with it.” Taash crosses their arms and frowns.

Sighing heavily, you concede. Maybe Taash could give you an outside perspective. You trust her to not sugarcoat things. And, after all, they were there.

“Ya’know, earlier? When you scratched my back?”

“Yeah?”

“Did I do something wrong? Emmrich was acting…”

“I thought he was going to explode.” Taash smirks.

“Wait–what? Why?”

“You can’t moan like that in front of the old man. He’s so down bad for you it just might kill him!”

“Hey, it felt good and I couldn’t reach it!” You’re so busy defending yourself you almost missed the point. “...Down bad?”

“Yeah. He wants to kiss you and stuff.”

You frown in disbelief. For a man with such a way with words, he hasn’t uttered a single passing phrase that could be counted as flirtation.

Taash’s face settles into a smoldering frown and you start to back away, afraid. “He looks at you with doe-eyes constantly! He gifted you some of your favorite chocolate from the Necropolis! You don’t need my sense of smell to know his intentions.” Taash prods you with a finger to make her point. “You’re both hot for each other! Do something about it.”

Shocked and still processing, Taash is already walking away when the first laugh bubbles its way out. From the aggressively friendly talk to the revelation of Emmrich’s returned feelings, you can only sit idly by as a passenger of your surging emotions.

Rushing back to your room to close the door, you let out a dampened squeal as you dance around the room before plopping down onto your bed.

Looking back on it, Emmrich was blushing when he finally found the words to excuse himself. It’s like his brain stopped working for a moment–just like when you complimented him after he discerned the location of the rogue necromancer.

Life just got a lot brighter, and it’s not just because the outer wall of your room is a big aquarium.

It wasn’t long after the back-scratching incident that you two shared your first irrefutably romantic moment. You talked over the intricacies of the fade, his envy of your adventures, and then, finally, embracing the elephant in the room.

You leave his room with a smile so wide it hurts, and no amount of cock-blocking from Manfred could ruin it.

You love Manfred, but his timing is just awful.

Things moved so fast after that. The world is in ever more peril, and all you look forward to are your moments alone with Emmrich. Walking through the gardens with him is paradise amidst the chaos. You catch the surge of happiness from yearning returned in his loving gaze.

How long has he waited for love? How many times has he thought he found it only to be crushed? How many times has he plucked a bloom of Shoud’s kiss to inhale its fragrance alone, wishing for everlasting companionship?

Emmrich sweeps you off your feet with dulcet tones and lustrous magic. You lose yourself in the moment–in him. He holds your face so sweetly, leaning in to press his soft, warm lips against yours.

You dream about his touch alone that night, fingers slipping below your underwear. He could have taken you right there on that statue–you wanted him to. Still fighting the urge to go wake him from needed sleep to ride him to bliss, you pretend your hand is his as you pleasure yourself.

It isn’t enough. Not nearly enough. But it brings you some relief and a lot of clarity. You’ve always moved too fast in your relationships before, and Emmrich is significantly older. The desire was there, you saw it in his eyes and his movements. How his hands slid across your body…

But there’s something holding him back.

Lichdom lays heavily on his mind, you know, but it’s more than that. Taking it slow will be good for you. Or at least that’s what you tell yourself to try and get some sleep.

It’s unhealthy how much you think of him. Every waking moment outside of battle is spent daydreaming about your potential life together. It keeps a spring in your step amongst the world’s rubble.

How can you not fall head over heels for him when he pulls out all the stops, likely abusing his senior-staff privileges to give you a dinner date you’ll never forget?

But again, the intimacies that follow are tame. Slow, delicate, teasing kisses and gentle roaming hands. You’re shaking by the time you lock your bedroom door behind you, shedding clothes like a cat sheds fur in summer. Needy fingers rush to circle your slick, throbbing clit. One, two, three times before you cry out his name and collapse onto the bed. Sighing wistfully, you let the undulating muscle spasms carry you off to sleep, knowing the relief is only momentary.

Just like that, all your romantic interludes come to an end. Now too busy babysitting Hezenkoss’ skull to have any meaningful conversation with you. To top it off, you overheard a conversation between Emmrich and Harding that sowed doubt in your mind.

Does he blame you for choosing Manfred over Lichdom? Or is this residual guilt of having made the most important choice for your loved one?

He has been mopey, Harding’s right about that. Does he truly have a problem with your age? Why hasn’t he talked to you about it? Emmrich isn’t the only one to take Harding’s advice of keeping both eyes open. Where one relationship would have twigs and branches, you’ve seem to hit a brick wall.

The other couples of the Lighthouse add salt to the wound, and you’re left bereft and all shades of jealous. It’s a good thing, ultimately, you didn’t fuck Emmrich. If you’re moody now, you don’t want to imagine the monster you would have become if you shared your body with him.

This is different from any love you’ve known. It doesn’t feel healthy–this attachment. Is it because of the end of the world, or do you have to re-evaluate your life choices? Are you being oversensitive, or are his reservations preventing you from going further?

Plagued with thoughts, you focus on everyone else’s needs but your own. Dwelling on it never helped anyone, and you have to keep your head in the game, right?

In the hours before heading to the Island to kill two gods, you find yourself pacing outside of Emmrich’s door. This may be your last time you get to feel his lips on yours, if he still wants you.

Yet no such intimacy occurred–only the glacier tipping to show its dark underbelly, and you’re crushed by the waves. With each step away from him, your composure deteriorates. It’s all you can do to rush to your room and shut the door with your back, sliding down its frame as the strength leaves your limbs.

Dammit. You knew he had a problem with the age difference–why didn’t he just come to you about it? If he cannot trust you with his fears and insecurities, what hope is there for the two of you?

Tears stream down your flushed cheeks, breathing fast and heavy. You’ve only known him a few weeks, how can this feel like your heart is shattering?

You just wanted a quiet moment with him. One more moment. Is that too much to ask? Before you go off, uncertain if anyone will return?

Nails dig into your palms as your fists shake with anger. Why did he do this? When you have the weight of the world on your shoulders? And how can you go off to battle like this?

Unclenching your firsts and hiding your face in them, the darkness is welcoming, and you cry until your eyes are dry, red, and puffy.

The outburst drained most of your anguish, allowing your rational mind to slowly reawaken on the cold stone floor.

You did know this was a problem–this argument was not unforeseen. There was certainly a better time for it, but with his fear of death, you cannot fault him. There is a way through this for the two of you; you just hope you live long enough to see it come to fruition.

The thought of taking someone else into battle crosses your mind. Would you be too distracted to lead with Emmrich by your side? Or even more distracted without him as you worry endlessly about his safety?

You know the answer, even if you don’t like it at the moment. Picking yourself up off the ground, you slowly compose yourself to face the team.

Somehow, you all manage to reach the island’s shore unnoticed. When it comes time to pick who goes with you, Emmrich cannot meet your gaze.

When his name spills from your lips, he looks to you with such a soft, grateful expression.

There is hope for you, afterall. Survival seems that much more palpable with him solidly at your back.

The first fight puts your worries to ease–you’re even more in sync than unusual. Attuned to each other's movements in a way you haven’t been before. It felt natural.

Emmrich starts to apologize, but you’ve already forgiven him. You see the tenacity of his will to make it through this with you, past words said in times of stress don’t change that. Neither the time or the place for a formal apology, you tell him you’ll talk at home, hiding the tremor in your voice.

You’re right to be scared. Falling to your knees in the Fade prison, angry, confused, and broken, you scream into the abyss. Facing your regrets has never been so hard, and even when you see the way out, you’re unsure you processed any of it.

When you’re pulled from the prison you fall into Emmrich’s embrace. Lifting your face with a hand under your chin, his tired, worried eyes search you for signs of injury. You would have stayed like that forever if it were up to you. Emmrich glances behind and you follow his gaze. Locking eyes first with Taash, then Lucanis, the weight of the world comes crashing down as they look to you for answers.

Taash’s gaze was the hardest to meet. They lost everything, all with you driving at the helm. Lucanis too, as far as you know. You can’t even ask yourself if there was another way, because it doesn’t matter. You made the hard decisions, and now you have to live with it.

The group catches you up on the dire situation when you arrive back at the lighthouse. As soon as everyone parts ways, you start to unravel, mind and body. Emmrich reaches through the fog, and asks you to entrust the team with the preparations while you get some rest.

Asking is the wrong word. Commanding is more appropriate, and you’re left alone in the Library before long. If it were any other time you would blush at such an interaction, but the blood won’t rise to your exhausted face. Your vision blurs and after a barrage of blinking, you sigh, defeated. Sleep is one of the few things that aren’t trying to kill you at the moment, so you concede.

A nap should fix me.

Walking into your room, your feet stop just before the bed. Body wavering slightly with each breath, shoulders slumped forward, you stare at the rich green fabric.

Not with any purpose–your mind is so shut down you cannot even process why you’re not laying down.

Rest. You need to rest.

Fingers pulling at your hair, you let out a frustrated growl. How can you lead when you can’t think clearly? And to think clearly you need to sleep? And to sleep you need to lay down on this fucking couch you call a bed?

Turning to look at the fish swimming, the aquamarine light sears your sleepy eyes.

Oh.

Pinching the bridge of your nose, willing your brain to think. Your mind wanders to the only other unoccupied bed in the lighthouse. As much as you loathe sleeping in the bed once owned by the person that just betrayed and imprisoned you, your desperation for sleep outweighs your simmering hatred.

You close and cover your eyes to walk through the portals, stumbling to the top of the lighthouse blind to roll into a bed not surrounded by a giant aquarium. Taking off your clothes, the breath of fresh air across your skin is a welcome relief. The only one that would venture up here is Emmrich, and you don’t mind him seeing you in your underwear.

There are more comfortable beds in the world, certainly, but none felt so good as this one. Turning to face the wall, you breathe a sigh of relief. It’s not the dark of night, but it’ll do.

The events of the past who-knows-how-long have taken their toll on you, and you spiral into unconsciousness so fast your body jerks violently only to start the process over again.

It’s a battle against Solas, against Elgar’nan; of course it’s a battle to sleep as well.

As much as you grumble about it, your mind relaxes soon enough, carrying you off to a deep and dreamless sleep.

A voice pierces the veil of unconsciousness, and then a shifting of weight on the mattress. Half awake, you feel the warmth of someone sitting beside you.

“Emmrich?” you ask blindly, too tired to open your eyes.

“I’m here, my darling.” He touches your arm reassuringly.

“Stay with me?”

“It would be my pleasure.” He climbs into bed behind you, kissing your shoulder before wrapping his arms around you.

Your body relaxes in his embrace, and you sigh peacefully as something stirs in your core. His body against yours—the contact begins to drive your sleep-addled mind crazy. Mind awakening more with each breath, a devilish idea forms. The thought-action barrier is thinned when you’re like this, and you’ve waited far too long already.

You roll your hips back into him, and the soft gasp from Emmrich is all the encouragement you need to keep going. Entwining your fingers with his, you press his hand to your breast as a breathy moan escaping your bitten lips.

“Dearest…” he breathes into your ear, hand gently kneading your bosom. “You need to rest.”

His cock twitches against your backside as you run your hand down his side, pulling him harder against you as you cant your hips. Emmrich delves his face into the crook of your neck, his hips matching your pace. Releasing his grip, his outer hand slides down your body, caressing your curves as his other resumes his hold on your breast. The closer he gets to the smoldering heat between your legs, the more you have to stop yourself from begging. Your body has no such reservations. Lifting your leg, you hook it behind his, inviting him to touch you without a word.

A broken, trembling whimper echoes off the stone when his fingers find their mark over your underwear.

“P-please. Touch me…” The rest of your restraint falls through the grate at the center of the room, raining down on any unfortunate in the Library below.

“Anything for you, my love.” Emmrich kisses your neck as his fingers trace the hem of your panties.

Squirming, you hide your face in your pillow as you giggle.

Emmrich joins you with a breathy laugh. “Does that tickle?”

You squeal as he continues, bringing your knees together defensively. Devilish man–this was part of his plan. With a proud grin, he yanks your underwear down, taking advantage of your surprise.

Emmrich lifts your thigh, hooking it over him again. The ambient air hitting your cunt is downright salacious, and the thought of being overheard only adds to your excitement. Want buzzes behind your eyes, your thoughts entangled with the featherlight, teasing touch against your lips.

With a hand just as skilled as you imagined, he dips a finger into your folds, and hums. “All of this, for me?”

He strokes you, fingers slipping inside, gliding his palm against your hard clit.

“Y-yes!” you gasp, barely able to form the words when each agonizingly slow movement of Emmrich’s hand inches you closer to the edge. “I’m hnn–yours, Emmrich–ah!”

Emmrich trails kisses down your jaw, whispering gentle affirmations with your every twitch and noise. Attuned to you in every way, he plays on the chords of your pleasure with such passionate, practiced patience.

Toes curling, legs shaking with each pass over your throbbing clit, you fight the building crescendo with every ounce of your will.

“Emmrich, please,” you pant, rolling your hips with the rhythm of his hand. “I need you inside me…”

Your pussy aches from the loss of his hand, and you squeeze your thighs together to dull the want as he kneels on the bed. Normally deft hands fumble over his many buttons, and you can’t help but giggle.

“I’m so sorry, my dear.”

“Don’t be,” you smile, sitting up so you can aid him.

You set to unbuttoning his vest while he gets a jump start on his shirt, sneaking a kiss just to see him smile. His many layers discarded, he slowly pulls down his trousers, eyes locked on you.

Slack-jawed, you can’t hide your excitement when his cock bounces free. Perfect length, girth, everything, with a bead of precum glistening at the tip.

“Beautiful man, beautiful cock.” You crash into him, not able to hold back any longer.

Kissing with such passion, you barely feel yourself falling backward until your head hits the pillow. You wrap your legs around him, canting your hips at the feeling of his cock grinding across your soaked cunt.

Moaning unabashedly, you drink in his sounds of bliss. “Emmrich…”

His cock twitches, lining up to your entrance, and he finally pushes in, allowing you to adjust to his size before fucking you slow and steady. You hold him tight, fingers digging in at the divine pleasure. Throwing your head back, your desperate little noises are a harmony to his, perfectly in tune to the obscene, slick overtones of your coupling.

You tilt your hips upward on the next thrust and he reaches new heights inside, sending a rush of tingling currents from your navel to your toes.

“I’m c-cumming–” you cut yourself off, crying out as Emmrich fucks into you hard and deep.

Drool dribbles from the corner of your mouth as your body contracts, pussy clamping down on his cock as he pounds the bundle of nerves deep inside of you. Emmrich cries out your name, caught in the tsunami of your pleasure.

You cradle his face in the crook of your neck as you climax together, barely feeling the tell-tale pulse at the base of his cock over the twitching and spasming of your core.

The time wisps by in his tight embrace, but neither of you can bear to break this moment. This peaceful, perfect moment where nothing else exists.

Hair messy, breath hot against your skin as he pants, you hold each other too tight. Fingers digging into flesh, arms tense. Your hands begin to shake as emotions chased away come rushing back with a vengeance. Something warm and wet trickles down your neck. You dismiss it as sweat until your body shakes from the first of Emmrich’s gentle sobs.

You kiss his forehead, hands rubbing his back soothingly, all too eager to comfort him than to face the storm raging inside. Your vision blurs anyway as tears stream down your face, unable to keep anything back anymore.

“I thought I lost you.” Emmrich confesses, crying harder now. “I put all my effort into creating that damn replica because I couldn’t bear it–”

“I’m sorry.” You feel guilt snake its way through your guts.

Emmrich pulls away just enough to wipe away your tears, his enchanting eyes filled with such devotion. “It’s ok, dearest. We’re together now, and I’m not letting anything come between us again.”

As much as your soul soars at his declaration, your mental state continues to silently devolve. Too close to hide it, Emmrich is quick to catch on.

“Please talk to me, dearest. I’m here for you.” He holds your face gently, thumb caressing your cheek.

Lips quivering, a sob rips through your body.

“Oh, my love. You’ve been holding onto so much, let it out.”

He turns onto his side and you follow, leaning your forehead against his.

With eyes closed, you take a deep breath, and break down. “Harding is… Harding’s dead. Varric is gone. Neve is dead or blighted. Everything is falling apart. I was never supposed to lead!” you choke down another sob, disgusted with your weakness. “Is this the undead rebellion all over again? I was so sure I was doing the right thing only to be reprimanded and cast out afterward. What if I’m doing this wrong?”

“Listen to me, Rook,” his calm voice soothes you as much as his embrace. “You’ve made impossible decisions that would humble the best of us. Never once did you doubt us. The losses we’ve endured are meant to break you–the god’s will is cruel.

“When you disappeared, the mere thought of finding you kept this ragged band of heroes together. You took all of our woes unto yourself, asking nothing in return. Truly, you are indomitable–of body and spirit. If anyone can lead us to victory, it’s you.”

His relentless faith in you is both endearing and worrisome. You yearn to be the person reflected in his gorgeous brown eyes, and decide right then and there that you’re going to make it through this. Both of you, alive. Nothing else will do.

“I love you with all my heart, Emmrich.”

“Oh, dearest. I love you, too.”

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eggslamwich · 4 months ago

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I just saw you already did kenjaku fkdjf rip I change my thing to mahito then

Hehe

👐 favorite thing about them

The extreme gender envy they give me. If I had the choice to be anything I’d be a shapeshifting genderless creature.

Like Kenny she also inspires me to make art and gives me extreme brainworms on the daily.

👐 least favorite thing about them

How in the long run he and the disaster curses overall give me an extremely hollow feeling, I feel sometimes like nothing in the first half mattered and that they were just reduced to a plot device. :c

👐 favorite line

images you can hear

👐 brOTP

The disasters curses. uwu You can be an irredeemable monster and still love your friends. I would rather Jjk just be a slice of life show about them hanging out at the beach and roasting marshmallows or some shit.

Junpei and Mahito having a toxic friendship too goes in as a runner up, people wanna gush about toxic romantic relationships but where’s the toxic platonic rep at? Mahito being the metaphorical devil on Junpei's shoulder pushing him further into misanthropy? Yes please.

👐 OTP

MahiKen where they're both pregnant with my kids 🫄

👐 nOTP

Idk none really, I have issues with how people write NanaHito and waste its potential in favor of boring yaoi tropes, but I don’t really hate the ship.

I guess also I’m uncomfortable with any ship involving minors so there's that 🤷‍♀️

👐 random headcanon

Mahito doesn’t really give a shit about gender and doesn’t mind/care what pronouns you use for it, but if you forced them at gunpoint to pick one he would settle for it/it’s because they think it’s dehumanizing (this is in no way meant to dehumanize actual people who use it/its, it’s just a dumb headcanon 🫶)

👐 unpopular opinion

People who think they're the most despicable character ever are weak and have not encountered REAL pieces of shit in anime good lord, I came in thinking this guy's the worst ever and I was severely unimpressed.

Also the constant infantalization of it. She's immature but that doesn't equal iq of a child. It gets really yikes at times. :c

👐 song i associate with them

youtube

👐favorite picture of them

anything that looks unflattering

#jjk #mahito

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miam0re · 2 years ago

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really wanted to req for mc looking after the little D's while the demon brothers are watching them interact and thinking how good of a parent they would make (you could add some of the side characters if you're not too lazy)

i saw you take requests after i read some of your work so i just had to, I'd get it if you don't want to but if you do take you time

This sounds so cute uwu I wish I had more thoughts to pen down but my brain is absolutely scattered at the moment sooo :p (and yes I am a bit lazy so gonna just scribble down some thoughts about the demon brothers hueheuhue) I played around with the idea, changing it up a little bit so I hope that's ok! (Also I noticed you using 'they' so I'll try to keep this answer gender neutral, please tell me if I slipped up anywhere) (ps not proofread heheh just ideas dumped)

You and Little D | Demon Brothers

“Will you please. Stop. Talking.” The Little D of Pride was being so difficult with all its mindless yapping and screeching, Lucifer was about to literally throw the stupid mini demon out of the window…had it not been for you showing up to save the day!

All Little D wanted was to be heard about his amazing idea on how to decorate the ballroom for an upcoming event and Lucifer wasn’t bothered to give him any mind.

“Oh? Why don’t you tell me all about your ideas? I can’t wait to hear how awesome the are!”

Seeing you…leaning your chin you palm and listening intently to the little one, nodding eagerly and gasping in surprise at all its wonderful ideas…Lucifer felt his heart rate shoot through the roof

He quickly turned around to hide the growing redness on his pale cheeks, lest you actually catch him blushing at how sweet and loving you were…just like a parent

Perhaps it was too soon to be plagued with such thoughts- thoughts of you both having a little family of your own where you cared for your child just the way you cared for Little D-

“Ahem, I’ll be leaving now. Don’t bother yourself with listening to this thing for too long if you have your own matters to attend to.”

His heart skipped a beat when you shook your head, saying that you had more than enough time to spare to ‘your dearest little D’ You were going to be the death of him.

They were fighting like LITERAL CHILDREN!! Little D of Greed was flying around with Mammon’s precious credit card.

“YOU RASCAL!! COME BACK HERE WITH GOLDIE RIGHT NOW!” Mammon leapt across the room right as you walked into the weird scene

The oh so innocent Little D scampered into your arms and whined, crying about how Mammon was bullying him, who was quick to deny any such accusations

“Oh, is mammon being mean? Don’t worry, I’m here for you.” You nuzzled your nose against the smirking little demon and Mammon knew that he was supposed to be raging with jealousy but…wow, you were so gentle and the way you had Little D wrapped around your finger just the same way you had him…

How you hugged and comforted the cheeky little demon, Mammon started visualising you as a parent

Mammon was already down bad for you and this little sight was the cherry on top

“I wanna marry ya- I MEAN STOP SIDING WITH THAT LITTLE IDIOT”

Mammon was quick to dart closer to you, prying your hands off the Little D who had occupied all of your love and attention

“Hey now, there’s enough hugs for everyone here.” You laughed and wrapped one arm around Mammon and the other holding the demon

Wow, you were so mature, being able to handle two jealous demons fighting over your love

Yeah you’d definitely be perfect to handle mammon when you both have a child of your own

Leviathan isn’t really the most attentive to his surroundings when he’s immersed in his video games, especially if it is the latest first person game with his favourite character RURI CHAN!!

Which left the Little D of Envy starved for attention, pouting and poking at the purple haired man

“Stoppppp! Can’t you see I’m busy? Go find some other way to stay entertained.”

Sad little demon floats aimlessly until it reaches the lounge where you are resting on the couch, a Switch in your hand. You notice the sad little demon and smile at him, calling him over to sit on your lap.

An hour passed and Levi noticed the silence…he got up and out of his room as he started praying that Little D hadn’t gotten into any trouble

But what he walked into made his little gamer boy heart race

And excited Little D was on your lap with your Switch in hand as you cheered on him, screeching in happiness when he won first place in DemonKart. You both did a little synchronised dance, ending with a high five

Oh Levi’s otaku little heart couldn’t handle the heat travelling through his veins, seeing you be such a good parent like figure and omg maybe you guys could get married and have a little one of your own to play 3 player games with-

“Hey let me in on the gaming as well!!”

Satan wanted to give attention to the Little D of Wrath but he was far too focused on the spell books that lay open on front of him

“Why don’t you got…sort out my bookshelves? Go be useful.”

Little D was offended but he had to listen smh, but hey, Satan didn’t say anything about him not being allowed to recruit some extra help

And that’s where you came in, pulling us your sleeves and reading the spiral bindings of some of the hundreds of books in Satan’s room, finding the best category to put them in…until you saw the little demon reach for an unstable pile

“Wait! Little D! Be careful!!” A loud crash alerted Satan, who came running into the room

His eyes widened when he saw you on the floor, hugging and rocking a crying Little D back and forth, “Shhhh, it’s okay…you’re a strong one. You’ll be fine.” You comforted it, caressing the spot where the books fell on it

Satan’s heart did a backflip at your caring and affectionate nature. You had worry drawn all over your face as you held onto the little demon, giving it the support it needed in that moment…you would be the perfect parent

You were so much better than anything he could have imagined and making a family with you would be better than any fairy tale “Why don’t we all sort the books together, yeah? That will be better.”

“No no! You’re doing it all wrong! That is not how you apply mascara!” Asmo pouted at the Little D of Lust who had managed to yet again mess up Asmo’s makeup

The Little D frowned at Asmo’s uncharacteristic outburst, feeling helpless while floating out of the room.

“Hey, are you okay? I heard Asmo shout? Did he shout at you?” You showed up in front of the door, opening your arms for the sad little demon

You tapped your chin in thought when an idea clicked in your head “Why don’t I teach you some tricks, hmm?” The way the little demon’s eyes lit up made you smile even wider

Together in your room, you showed it the various techniques of applying makeup, ranging from mascara to blush to lipstick, till the demon had almost mastered the skills

Together, the two of you waltzed into Asmo’s room, showing off your beautiful face all thanks to Little D’s skills.

“Aw, did you teach Little D how to apply makeup? You look so good! You’re such a good teacher.” He pet the little demon’s head

Then Asmo’s face sparkled with the thought of how nurturing you would be as a parent

“Omg you would be such a wonderful parent when we have a child! You can teach them how to apply make up too! Wouldn’t that be perfect!!”

His unfiltered words made you blush and hide your face away from the thoughts of having a child with him

“Ughhhhh I’m so hungryyyyyy! I want foooooood!” Beel was once again whining about how hungry he was and unfortunately Little D of Gluttony was subject to his whining

Sad for Beel, Little D wasn’t exactly the most equipped in the kitchen, floating to the room and head spiralling with the number of cabinets and cooking equipment

Lucky for the mini demon, you walked into the kitchen, seeing it in its distressed state

“Why don’t you and I cook something together? That would be a good way to learn, yeah?” You offered, pulling out some pans to make the simplest thing you knew…pancakes

The little demon floated around and carefully listened to your instructions, laughing along with you when some batter accidentally spilled out of the mixing bowl or when you managed to land the perfect flip on the pan

“Mmmmm I can smell pancakes.” Beel, drawn buy the scent of the treat walked into the kitchen, stopping short in his tracks seeing you cooking with the demon

It was a sight right from heaven, his favourite human and his favourite demon doing his favourite activity (cooking something for Beel)

He smiled when the little demon laughed while pouring syrup and decorating the stack with berries, as per your instructions. His heart warmed at how parent-like you were when you high fived the demon and hugged it

“Oh Beel! Look what Little D and I made! Pancakes for you!”

Perhaps one day he would be walking in on seeing you making pancakes with a little one of your own.

The day was already quite tiring, Lucifer had told(more like ordered) Belphie to run some errands around Devildom, grocery shopping ughhh

All Belphie wanted to do was go into his blankets and fall asleep

He thought to himself, wondering what the Little D of Sloth would have been up to, all alone at home with nobody else to supervise

Honestly, if the little demon was anything like him, it would probably be in a deep sleep on the couch

When Belphie entered the living room, he noticed you on the couch and beamed at you, approaching to give you a big hug “Hey!-“

“Shhhhhhh! Little D is sleeping!” You loudly whispered at him, your tone sounding very much like a scolding

Belphie pouted and looked at your lap, the irritated feeling in his gut changing to a soft, loving sensation

Little D was asleep on your lap murmuring in sleep. You were stroking the little demon’s back and if you even dared to stop, it twisted and turned around violently till you gave it attention

“Little D is so much like you! If I stop stroking it, it would get mad!” You giggled when Belphie sat next to you, his thoughts straying to daydreams

Maybe one day the one of your lap will truly be someone like belphie, your child. You stroking the child’s hair who slept peacefully in your embrace.

Belphie blushed, leaning his face in your shoulder to hide himself from your gaze

“Can I rest on your shoulder for a while? I wanna dream a bit.”

Dream about having a life with you, making a family with you hehe.

#mia.mail #mia.writes #mia.scaramouchessimp.mail #obey me #obey me x reader #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me beelzebub #obey me asmodeus #obey me belphegor

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musicfeedsmysoul12 · 5 months ago

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Watching the Show Fanfic FMAB

@anastasian-dreamer suggested writing a big rambling post about the FMAB watches the future Au to get it off my chest and for me to offer people to send asks. You want a scene/me to explain how i’d handle something? Send it it!

So how would this go?

First the background:

First: Edward is a trans man. He's known from childhood. We dont have transphobia in Amestris or in this world. Envy is genderfluid and Father is literal shadows in a human form. Gender makes zero sense to them and they don't allow bigotry they'd be affected by.

We’re going to give them testosterone but Ed isn't on it because 1) he doesn't want to take it while Al is in the armour (and that is a frequent discussion) and 2) he's not sure if he wants to. He's a fairly androgynous person and he is small chested. He’s one of the lucky assholes who have very light periods (Winry hates him for it) and its alright. He doesn't want to take it also because a part of him wants kids and he’s nervous it will lower his chances. He also knows adoption is still there so he is a bit torn. I honestly just want to explore this concept.

Second: this is also a soulmate AU. I'm thinking there are multiple types of soulmates: paternal/child, platonic, romantic and enemies.

Now, you're born with the paternal ones (and the parent gets their when the child is born) but the others happen later. You are five when you get your platonic and romantic; then you’re ten when you get the enemy one.

Ed and Al are both born with a red salamander on their shoulders and the flamel Izumi has on her chest. I've read a few ‘your own mark is on your chest’ so we’re going with that. These marks tend to be something that can define you. Edward has the alchemy sign for human on his chest and Al has the helmet of his armour.

Hohenheim tries not to let it play on his mind.

When they turn five, Edward gets a sword and the ouroboros on his arm, while Al gets a kunai.

The boys both get a silver gear which is Winry for platonic to. (how can they tell? Vibes. Literal vibes)

When they're ten, Ed is so confused why they get more ouroboros marks. But he's busy with the transmutation. So big deal. We all know how that ends.

But Ed also is surprised when he gets a mark when he’s eleven.

( “It kind of looks like the head of a long-haired dog?”

“It does. Weird.”)

Ling gets the sign for human and the ouroboros. As well he gains a silver blade for a friend (Lan Fan), the child mark of a long haired dog, and the enemy tattoos of ouroboros along with some family. (he also gains the panda friend mark of the heiress to the Chang family)

Greed has a sword and the sign for human, along with markings for all his Chimera buddies and the long haired dog for a child.

Three: Roy starts off being very nervous about the kids. He sees Al and knows its his soul son. He would keep it quiet if he didn't know that his soulmate Maes would spill the beans. He tells the boys. Edward is so angry that of course it's his fuck up that defines his brother.

Roy and Ed keep the antagonism but it’s just their thing. They're like that. Al gets to have a cat that stays with Roy.

Also: three way bonds like Roy, Hughes and Gracia aren't uncommon. However due to the need for alchemists in the East Roy is based there. He has a house and makes trips bi weekly to see his soulmates. They also make trips bi weekly so they basically see each other each week.

Four: Various countries have different views on Soulmateds. Amestris believes that while there is a bond its a choice in the end. You don’t need to marry/befriend/whatever your bond is. While about 90% of the time it does happen, there's then 10% everyone knows.

Xing fully believes in them and soulmarks are a great honour. There's been a few times clans will join together as an heir will find their partner in another, making an iron clad bond. Soul children are precious and enemies are the utmost awfulness.

Five: I’m tossing in a few OCs. One is named Amelia Cross. My original story for her is she is the brother’s elder sister from Hohenheim having a one night stand years ago. Theres a whole plot. But for here she's simply the Alchemist that helped make the soldiers into human chimeras before she quit the military. (and was let go because she did human transmutation)

The other is Amelia’s soul daughter Elaine who is a chimera herself and Ishvalan. Its a whole thing.

Lets go to the start.

Now: I think this story would start right after Tucker makes Nina into a Chimera but before the boys see her.

And I kinda want to keep to my theme of ‘ah yes everyone sees it’ cause I can. How does this happen? Alchemy. A bunch of stones (some dropped by Hohenheim, some in the ground from Father) bonded together. An alchemist in the region was doing human transmutation to bring back their wife, the stones hijacked it (the alchemist lost their heart) and Truth went: you know why not. (does it make sense? No but I'm keeping it)

So everyone in the world is watching now. And we don't start with the brothers.

We start with Slave 23, speaking to the dwarf in the flask. We follow him as he walks to Xing, as he walks the world. We follow him to Trisha and the boys. We see him put pieces together and realize what happened to Xerxes will happen again. Of course we don't actually know YET. As far as anyone can tell he found signs of the Dwarf and went hunting.

There's also the drama of Ling seeing the marks on Ed and Mei also seeing hers on Al. And like every other reaction to. (the Homunculi are fucking baffled that this kid somehow got a mark for one of them. Hohenheim is freaking out)

We watch as he leaves. Then we cut to the boys fighting the Freezing Alchemist.

Now 2003 FMA is really good at the build up so i'll probably borrow from them but I like the freezer beginning. So that's going on. And of course we learn Roy is the parental soulmate, and its all cute…

And then we learn of the Taboo.

I 100% think Bradley makes a bullshit claim he knew and decided since a CHILD was willing to join the military and all their trauma he let it slide. Its on the radio.

Its all ‘aww poor little meow meows’ kind of stuff. Ed and Al hate it, go to Tucker and FUCK NINA?

Course since Ed’s child mark is shown he claims its destiny. Ed kicks his ass, and then Nina gets to go to grandpa Roy’s place while Amelia gets contacted by one of the soldiers who is a chimera.

Which side note: when that happens on screen Ling is busy discussing how to murder Tucker with Lan Fan and Fu (and his clan cause that is their heir’s daughter) while Greed and the others are heading to kick some ass.

But after the freezing alchemist we get more flashbacks to the boys in the first few years of military, and then so on.

Themes of the story:

-A theme there is the discussion of family. I really want the idea of family to play a huge part in this because Al and Ed’s story revolves around their relationship. So a lot of focus is on this. But also I would explore rejecting family.

Greed rejects his ‘siblings’. The boys reject Hohenheim because he isn't a bad person but he sure is a bad father (and yes he is. I saw one post defending it but lets be real, abandoning your family is abandoning them no matter what.) Ling rejects some of his siblings.

Family is important but it’s family of choice that matters. You can choose your family and many choose their blood family but they also reject it.

-Romance is the next theme, and exploring what its like to have romantic soulmates. Like I really want some drama since Edward has been raised knowing he doesn't need to be with his romantics mixed with Greed ‘its all mine’ and Ling ‘destiny bound us’. Like they choose to be together of course but its a thing.

We have the themes of FMA though included.

Other notes:

-I do know Ed keeps alchemy and both his automail parts. Not sure how but he does.

-Mei throws herself into finding out how to free her soulmate.

-Mei and Xao Mei both arrive with Ling due to the alliance and that they are platonics.

-I want to keep Ling being possessed but also I think Father actually is weirdly interested in the soul bond? I think his attempts at being perfect isn't just about like being a god but also being better then humans. And here is a being he's made having a soulmate. Two in fact. And a soul child! He's very invested. So he somehow has it that they can share the bond like they do in canon? I dunno. I'd need to work on it.

-Amelia is killed by Scar and it sparks a large subplot because her romantic is actually Kimblee. She visits him every year on his birthday and he's allowed out to her funeral where Elaine is. Amelia and Elaine had a falling out after some stuff but Elaine is pretty messed up. Elaine is also Kimblee’s soul child. Also Elaine is Winry’s romantic soulmate. Its a mess.

-I kinda think Ling having Ed as his soulmate puts him right at the top for heirs because ‘ah son of the Sage’ kind of thing mixed in with ‘the other soulmate is immortal’

-Mrs. Bradley is actually in the know because Pride has her mark as a friend and Wrath couldn't lie to her. They never told Father until after the reveal of Greed’s soulmates but yeah she got told early on. She is subtly talking them away from the plans but it's slow going. (I kinda would want to set up Wrath in Greed’s place as a sacrifice)

#fma #fmab #fullmetal alchemist #watching the show #trans edward elric #edling #edgreedling

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minkieater · 25 days ago

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────── STRAY KIDS AS ONE PIECE CHARACTERS ˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗

this is so self indulgent its not even funny. portgas d ace will NOT be included, pls don’t bring him up or else i will cry myself to sleep tonight. also im only on whole cake so pls dont spoil me either. one piece is so special to me ok enjoy

BANG CHAN / RORONOA ZORO ☆

this one is self explanatory— zoro is huge, chan is huge. physically, it just makes sense. personality wise, i see the biggest similarity when it comes to their loyalty, the kids to chan are luffy to zoro, loyal til the end no matter what. zoro is also extremely motivated, he is always working out, always working to master his craft of being the greatest swordsman. chan not only works out, but is also devoted to making music, producing music for skz, putting out banger after banger. and just like we saw with pre timeskip zoro, we know he can be silly just as much as he’s serious, which is very much so chan to me. chanzoro you are so special to me

LEE MINHO / TRAFALGAR WATER D. LAW ☆

an incredible leader, swift, cunning, strong, intelligent, sneaky, funny without even trying, easily agitated… both have somewhat of a darker aura about them, at least in my opinion. give lino the op op fruit he’s using that shit JUST like law room shambles into jisung’s my bed. law is the captain of the heart pirates, a different kind of pirate crew in the op universe, even their jolly roger is a smiley face instead of a skull and bones, that is so lino coded to me. lawlino is canon in my book and bepo is seungmo. thats his son

SEO CHANGBIN / CYBORG FRANKY ☆

hear me out. chan said changbin is ace (i’m crying) and it pissed me off so bad i blocked him on instagram. changbin is SO franky coded it kills me to think he’s anyone else BUT franky but okay hear me out. franky is the strawhats shipwright, he has quite literally laid the foundation for the strawhats to be able to travel the grand line. changbin is the heart of skz, he tries to be the strongest so the kids can count on him, a shoulder to cry on, etc. they’re both hilarious, freakishly strong, extremely emotionally intelligent, sensitive men. strawhats wouldn’t be able to get across the grand line without franky and skz don’t make any decisions without changbin. they are both crucial members of their crew and i stand by that! SUPERRRRR

HWANG HYUNJIN / VINSMOKE SANJI ☆

ah, my princes! bear with me here, i know if we’re talking cooking, our minds go to lino. but, cooking aside, something about hyunjin screams sanji to me. prince of versace and a prince of germa (i’m literally in whole cake rn lets not talk about it) they both not only look like royalty but act like it, too. both are huge flirts, love to take care of their friends, dress well, respectful to women, both do what’s right and what they WANT instead of what’s forced upon them, both are MEN. they would be besties irl

HAN JISUNG / MONKEY D. LUFFY ☆

ok chan had a point with this one, almost unblocked him for it ! hanji is sooooo luffy it’s not even funny— both wildly ambitious, emotionally intelligent and sensitive, loyal, leaders, FUNNY, absolutely insane, would do anything for their friends, loud, both can’t remember SHIT, even down to the fluffy dark hair han jisung you are SO luffy. being a rapper, vocalist, dancer and producer, han is THE ace (im triggered) skz would not be skz without han jisung the way the strawhats wouldn’t exist without luffy. 3racha is so monster trio when were talking powerscaling (lol) hanji even LOOKS like him. not for nothing he is year of the dragon and luffy's dads name is dragon

LEE FELIX / SABO ☆

my beautiful blonde twins omg felix is so sabo. both emotional, we saw how sabo cried when he got his memories back, bro looks just like felix bawling his eyes out onstage. both are also beautiful built yet little nerd boys, sabo was a little fucking weirdo growing up and so is lix and i adore them for it. both older brothers, both beautiful boys that give off gender envy (fight me on this i dare u) in the way that felix was scouted off of facebook to eventually become one of the most popular kpop groups, sabo literally got kidnapped saved by monkey d. dragon just to become second in command of the entire revolutionary army.

KIM SEUNGMIN / NICO ROBIN ☆

ok lowkey i had trouble finding someone who fit seungmo but now i’m feeling pretty confident in my decision. robin grew up wanting to be a scholar in ohara, know the secret of the void century, only to get her future ripped out from under her feet by someone else. seungmin’s original dream was also ripped from him by an injury, but they both put their passion into something else entirely, and have become extremely successful in doing so!!! both are pretty quiet individuals but have savage one liners, extremely intelligent, emotionally stable, not super open people. it took luffy shooting down a government flag for robin to crack herself open, seungmin doesn’t show his emotions that often either— when they do, it shows the impact of the situation. seungmin is a good person to rely on, to trust with your secrets, and i think robin is the same for the strawhats.

YANG JEONGIN / TONY TONY CHOPPER ☆

the babies!!!!!! my fucking babies!!! both the youngest, they take their health seriously + the health of those around them, both a bunch of smiley boys!!! they’re both loved by literally everyone around them how can you NOT love them. both timid, get scared easily, love to eat good food, a lil sassy, solid fashion sense (don’t even tell me chopper doesn’t pull up every arc fitted the fuck up) my silly silly boys!!!!!! i feel so strongly about this even tho i dont have much to say, i feel like i dont have to explain it. they have baby of the group energy and they do NAWT hide it, but both very very crucial members of their team

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geck-motj · 27 days ago

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going on a rant about identity bc i have no one else to talk to .-.

i feel like i copped out in regards to identity and just landed in “queer” which i like because it gives me freedom to be what i want, but i also want to know who i am and thus i need to define myself. like i think im aroace because what the fuck even is attraction? theres no definition for that, like what is romantic attraction? describe it without using “butterflies in your stomach” like no im anxious that doesnt work. and also i just like being close to people in a way that transcends romanctic or sexual relationships. ive heard the term qpr but i cant exactly proposition that w a friend i really like, i feel like they wouldnt get it. because its still a relationship that must be defined.

i spent a good portion of my highschool years worrying over identity (thought i was lesb, then bi, then ace and also started wondering about gender which was just not a fun can of worms) and i do not want to go through ThAT again. still cant help but wonder if i know who i really am. i mean i think im ace even tho i like sex and im aro because i like the colour scheme. (joking). as for gender… its just queer. its just something. im masc and both a man but not a man because who the fuck knows. so yeah this was confusing. not sure where i was going with this. oh also i know i mentioned this before that i was very obtuse to norms growing up so like i have a lot of trouble deciphering if smth i do can be perceived as romantic but at the same time i dont care bc this is just me showing love

anyways listen to gender envy by moon bxy, they/them/theirs by worriers, and trapped in the thought of free by faith marie

#lgbtq #vent post #sexuality #queerness #gender identity #i wasnt sure if i should post this but i refuse to feel shame :)#song recs #aromantic #asexual #anyone else aromantic and asexual but dont use the term aroace?#i dont like the feeling of it so #barely like the feeling of asexual even tho it perfectly describes my stance on sex #hm. i think ive solved my dilemma #simply do not care about labels lol

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pumpkinsy0 · 5 months ago

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Hear me out pappercut t4t HCs

OK BEFORE I START TO BE CLEAR, some hcs will be more general while others r more specific for like whatever hc u want of em, somethin for everybody🙏🏽

•is this the time where i come out to say that pony using she/her pronouns for curly is pretty goated

•they both give each other their baggy clothes for the added reason that it hides their body a bit, they can just hide behind saying that theyre too broke to get other clothes or somethin

•ponys got that same gender thing goin on with him that link from LOZ has, idk how to explain it, but he just DOES, curly teases him about it but he thinks its pretty interesting

•PERSONALLY im subscribed to them both being agender (and or w curly being transmasc) partially bc they stopped caring about their gender, bc sameeee LMFAOOO

•tim and pony have literally saved curly from having like THEE worst names ever, especially if its more “masculine” ones, like dude ur not naming urself bartholomew for the shits and giggles of it can u b fr, everyone else took the naming bit seriously BUT curly😭

•theyre somebodies gender envy i can feel it

•one of em dont do well w needles and alternatively the other dont do well w pills either, its a cycle of “do i HAVE to” “r u serious right now”

•they both have to remind each other to take their estrogen or pill, theyre both forgetful till it comes to the other

•unless we wanna go down that gel route instead of needles, ik curly doesnt forget about the times theyre supposed to use it, if they can get their hands on pony or ponys hands on them yea theyre not forgetting the times for that one🙄🙄

•they like to joke that now they have 2 matching scars (top scars and the cigarette one)

#curly shepard #ponyboy curtis #purly #PaperCut ship

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angelgendered · 26 days ago

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tbh my bottom dysphoria is worse than my top dysphoria, voice dysphoria and height dysphoria (though my height is less of an issue now i'm in a wheelchair a lot of the time when i'm out of the house lol...) put together.

i don't mind being a dude with tits. i mean, i want them gone of course, but them being there is just like 'whatever' to me. they're just big sacks of fat that i want off me.

but bottom dysphoria.... the effects of it are so much worse?? like i bind my tits when i can and that's most days, but not every day. i don't mind being binderless but i feel better if i have one on. but bottom dysphoria is just. i feel like i was born with the 'wrong' plumbing. like i 'should've' had a dick. and yeah yeah ha ha penis envy etc but i'm serious. i've had such issues with intimacy and especially bottoming. when i was seeing steve, (which i no longer am, obvi, but we still chat occasionally and we're casual friends,) he was the first cis guy i have bottomed for since my teens. the first one since i came out as trans, for sure. and i'm talking exclusively about penetrative stuff, PiV, even PiA. whatever you wanna call it, not other sexual stuff. but yeah he kinda brought me out of my shell a LOT but still, he never actually saw me flat out nude, lmao. I always kept my boxers on, or my shirt, or usually both, with him. working around them.

idk i guess... i'm trying to say that bottom dysphoria can be absolutely awful, and we don't talk about that enough. for your sex and intimate life obviously it can be bad if someone wants to top you, or if your partner wants to give as well as recieve oral or manual or penetrative sex, but in so many other ways too. like. some days i hold my pee because i don't wanna 'deal' with what plumbing i have. it's just a reminder that i'm not a man. i dread my period for the usual shark week reasons, but also because it's a violent reminder that i'm not a man.

we talk about top dysphoria in trans men and mascs and some nonbinary people who bind a lot. but bottom dysphoria is ALWAYS the one which kicks my ass. which makes me seem sexually unavailable. which actually has had medical consequences for me before now due to lack of wanting to see or deal with down there.

i wish i was born with a dick. using a strap in sexual contexts makes me feel like i'm halfway there, but... in every day life, i can't pack often, cos silicone usually irritates me if its next to my skln for too long and it's a hassle with wheelchair toilets and having to transfer, and no one ever notices or genders me 'correctly' if i do or i don't anyway, so why bother buying like an STP or pack and play? but i just. wish i was born a guy.

i guess most if not all trans people feel that, on some level or another, at least occasionally, eh?

#trans stuff #ignore me i'm just #yeah #struggling tonight

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nemiisnemisis · 10 months ago

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lil leona ramble, dont pay attention to me~

OK SO-

i literally both love and hate this man sm

like for one, yes i love how much of an asshole he is bc he makes up for it in terms of "im totally NOT a tsundere big brother/uncle trope" and i just go soft

but on the other hand, HOLY FUCKING SHIT I WOULD ACTIVELY AVOID HIM IRL BC HE IS IN ALL DEFINITIONS: A SUPER SENIOR.

would actively talk shit ab him too bc its funny, but then i would get my ass handed to me by him (i wouldnt mind-)

anyways

ughghfj lemme just go feral for him pls, im begging.

he has actually taken over my life and idk if thats a good or bad thing (its a good thing bc cuddling my leona nesoberi is actually the sole reason i can fall asleep)

^ the leona sleepy powers gets shared wif meeee

yea.

i also feel so much cuteness aggression towards him

like i wanna bite him (affectionately and only temporary bite marks bc we dont condone hurting ppl we love)

i wanna shred him to pieces like a dog violently shaking the chew toy (figuratively bc once again, actually hurting ppl you love and care for is bad.) (yes this is throwing shade at THAT shithead)

auehhrhr ok im going to have to type the last part quick bc i will get too flustered (nemi is weak to affection so-)

i wanna just hold his hands and like give little kisses to his face bc he deserves all the love and affirmation in the world that he matters to me, and to everyone even though he doesnt belive in any of it.

i also want to just hug him and tell him that yes his brother is shit but also please do communicate bc miscommunication causes 90% of all problems and even if things are still very rocky with his family, it's still worth a shot bc ik he secretly cares for them.

erruhththht ok gushy part over.

why is he so ethereal, pretty and also masculine at the same time?? LIKE HELLO?? SHARE WITH ME. (nemi also has gender envy)

I wanna kick him in the nuts to see his reaction :3

#the fucking duality of how nemi shows affection: love & descriptive violence #ramblings about a certain lion #live laugh leona #wish leona can shred me to pieces like he eats meat #i also wish he can use kings roar on me bc i too want to turn to sand/dust and be something hes touched #twisted wonderland #twistedwonderland #twst #leona kingscholar #leona #twst leona #nemi rambles #nemi simps for leona (again)

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☆ punch out sexuality headcanons ☆

im running out of funny things to say help me, also tw for mentions of homophobia & transphobia

Glass Joe

- aromantic asexual (sex neutral, romance positive) + trans, he/him

- Just because hes ace doesnt mean he doesnt make inappropriate jokes on a daily basis, if there was a ranking of who made the most sexual jokes he'd be at the top

- when he came out as trans to his parents they were suprisingly supportive even though they didnt understand much, it just went like: "mom, dad, im a boy and if you dont like that too bad" "we dont care as long as you dont murder anyone" And they were generally chill with him

- when he first binded he used bandages & cloth instead of a actual binder (before he came out) and due to that he almost wasnt able to get top surgery

- has faked a lot of crushes to fit in during his childhood, ended up dating 3-5 people he didnt even like

- thought his gender envy was attraction until he just asked himself "do i wanna be them or be with them" And boom, gender confusion

- fell down the "im not like other girls!" to "im not a girl." pipeline

Von Kaiser

- demiromantic, demisexual + bi with a preference for men, he/they

- when he didnt know the demi labels he just saw himself as a picky dater, when he saw the demi labels he was like "Wait thats me" And pretty much ascended on the spot

- thought everyone just liked both men & women until he said it out loud and got met with pure shock

- his first crush was a famous model he saw in a fashion magazine, also slipping down the "do i wanna be them or be with them" pipeline

- his dad wasnt really supportive but became a bit more open minded once he realized that his hatred distanced himself from his son even more

Disco Kid

- nonbinary,gay, he/she

- okay with both feminine & masculine terms

- somebody tried to call him "princess" to insult him when he was little, instead he took it as a compliment and saw them as a friend, still in contact with said person & theyre besties now, the princess thing has become a nickname for him

- when he first came out his parents were like "the closet was wide open" and were not suprised at all, they saw it coming 1000 miles away as soon as he started it out with the "i have to say something important"

- started doing make up & playing around with dresses thanks to a close friend of his (the childhood friend) , when he first put on a dress he was like "i think i realized something"

King Hippo

- #1 label hater + all pronouns

- if he were to use labels, he would count as gender apathetic and pan oriented aroace

- labels are for losers to him

- not out but his parents know that he doesnt give a shit about labels, they first found out when he didnt care about being called "queen" and liked it, they have no problem with it

Piston Hondo

- pan, cis (?) + he/him but likes to refer to himself with feminine pronouns in japanese

- not out to his parents but dropping hints, theyre struggling to pick up on it and hes going mad over it

- going through some major gender questioning™

- playing around with dresses & femininity and enjoying it

Great Tiger

- polysexual (prefs are enbies, men & genderqueer ppl), genderqueer + all pronouns

- closeted it but trying to make it clear hes not straight,its just flying over his parents head like "oh me oh my our son is sure close with his friends!! Such close bros"

- likes dresses not only for spinning skirts but also how comfy they are

Bear Hugger

- gay, bear (ITS IN THE NAME. COME ON THE CLOSET IS GLASS), trans + he/him but ok with they/them

- when he first came out there was a lot of crying, not in the "i wont accept this wahh" way but more in the "i cant believe you trusted me enough to tell me this" way

- didnt know he was trans until he said "yeah i like being called son, yeah i like being called manly, im a girl though" out loud and he was like "wait a minute"

- has had 2-3 boyfriends during his teen years and is still in touch with them since the break ups were done without any harsh feelings & grudges, hes the only person that can see his exes all chatting together and not die of a heart attack on the spot

Don Flamenco

- gay, trans + he/they

- got called gay way before he knew it since he kept calling his male friends handsome often, always passed it off like "cant a man call his friend handsome?"

- the only feminine terms he will accept is queen and aunt, refer to him as anything other than that and he will punch you to orbit

- cut off contact with his parents since they didnt accept him & kicked him out, the only person who took him in was his aunt, she helped him get t & bind safely before he got top surgery

Aran Ryan

- genderfluid, pomosexual + all pronouns

- label hater but still uses them because why not

- came out in the most casual way possible, was just chilling on the couch with his dad and he just said "i kinda like being called miss sometimes" from boredom just to see dad go "huh??"

- sometimes does drag when he feels fem

Soda Popinski

- gay, cis + he/him

- Rocky dating history, most break-ups of his were really sad since it was either forced by family members or over arguments

- exes with bald bull but they still get along & dont care about their past, they just had better platonic connection and decided together

- out but not, making it clear hes a bit fruity but not too much for it to snowball into "the rumour come out: does soda popinski is gay?"

Bald Bull

- Boyflux, gay + he/they

- flamboyantly gay and cannot hide it no matter how much he tries, the closet is not even present, show him someone he has a crush on and you'll hear the gayest squeal in your life before he evaporates into thin air and holds you at gunpoint

- has the Don Flamenco issue going for him, compliments his male friends and calls them handsome wayyy too often, this time its 99% more obvious

- either really bitter with his exes or close friends, no inbetween, if you tell him "yeah your exes asked about you, theyre there" theres a 50% chance its gonna have his soul physically exit him and another 50% chance hes gonna walk right over to them and say hi

- not out publicly since it would cause a shitstorm, only out to a few people he trusts, has issues trusting people to not say his secrets since a close friend of his outed him during his teen years

Super Macho Man

- bi (slight pref for women), cis + he/she

- didnt really come out, he just showed up to his parents door with his (now ex) bf and was like "heyy say hi to my boyfriend" and everyone just kinda accepted it

- thought the attraction to men was envy for a long time until he learned the fact that wanting to be lifted into the arms of a man and making out with said man is not really straight

Mr Sandman

- gendervoid, demiromantic, acespec, pan + all pronouns

- feels like he should be more masculine but cant bring himself to it,he cant force his behavior to act in a way that doesnt fit him

- out and about, hes not repressing himself for anyone

#tw homophobia #Tw transphobia #punch out #headcanon #punch out wii #punch out headcanons #don flamenco #bald bull #glass joe #piston hondo #aran ryan #great tiger #von kaiser #disco kid #king hippo #i had fun doing this #i like researching about identities a lot so this was very enjoyable #“Why is most of the minor circuit ace & arospec-” FIREBALL ATTACK #if u disagree: nuh uh

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