#she finds femininity and all that stuff beautiful! but it just doesn’t feel Her

[celestiamour]

Any ideas on Squid game characters (esp in ho and Dae ho) x hyper feminine! Reader?

ft. kang dae-ho, hwang in-ho, cho sang-woo, se-mi, cho hyun-ju x f! reader — squid game

╰₊✧ hyper-feminine! reader┊0.6k words

contains: lots of makeup, jewelry, pink, hyper fem stuff, sugar daddy in-ho, mention of transphobia for hyun-ju’s part

➤ author's note: when will i post a real one-shot? good question

━━━ .°˖✧ kang dae-ho ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ one would think that growing up with four older sisters would make him sick of all the pink and makeup, but it’s quite the opposite! he loves watching you put on your make-up, asking billions of questions about each product and your technique while also interjecting with his own surprising amount of information on the topic. he probably has the ability to do an entire face himself, but finds it a little embarrassing. he also insists that you put on little fashion shows of all your outfits of dresses and blouses acting as your biggest hype man to help boost your confidence. his sisters think you’re a doll, literally, and adore you! they love to steal you away for girls’ night and always return you to him with a basket of things they think would suit you.

━━━ .°˖✧ hwang in-ho ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ you know how buying things like makeup, skincare, jewelry, and clothes can get pretty expensive? well, with him, you don’t have to worry your pretty head over any of those prices and can shop to your heart’s content! he just adores how beautiful you are all dressed up and is willing to buy you an entire store of attire that fits your aesthetic if you so please, you just have to show him with a little twirl and give him a kiss on the cheek afterward. he’s usually like a scary old guard dog with his lovers, but you soften his intimidating presence with how girlish you are, but he doesn’t exactly hate it.

━━━ .°˖✧ cho sang-woo ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ acts annoyed when you have to spend extra time getting ready putting on makeup, spending your money on cute trinkets, and continuously asking him what he thinks of your usually pink outfits. he finds it excessive and sometimes inconvenient, but never vocally says anything against it because he doesn’t want to hurt the feelings he pretends he doesn’t care much about. he doesn’t admit it, but he would be gutted if you stopped living your life as a living barbie especially if it was because of him. it grows on him after a while and you’ll eventually see a glint of affection in his eyes when you’re going about your hyper-fem life. 

━━━ .°˖✧ se-mi ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ loves all things girly (especially girls) even if she doesn’t like it on herself. that being said, it’s the perfect contrast to her aesthetic: smudged eyeliner with glittery eyeshadow, dark cargo pants with pink pleated skirts, gauge earrings with dangly diamond ones, combat boots with high heels, the list goes on and on. every time she sees you applying a fresh layer of lip gloss, she feels a pang in his heart like cupid’s arrow and dramatically pout that you’re too pretty for your own good. she probably wouldn’t let you do her makeup in your style, but she does let you tie little bows into her hair and will fight anyone in the thanos squad who may make fun of her for her soft spot towards you (especially nam-gyu).

━━━ .°˖✧ cho hyun-ju ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ is so grateful to have you on her side helping her out because all the things associated with typical womanhood is a tad bit overwhelming to her. she was literally a sergeant in the military, so studying all things beauty is a bit of a learning curve for her, but she quickly gets the hang of it. also, matching outfits!! she’s a little embarrassed at first, especially pre-transition because she’s worried she doesn’t have the right body type, but you help give her the confidence she needs with her hand in yours and give death glares to any potential assholes before they can even open their mouth.

[rotteneldritchhorror]

Femme x butch x futch

(This is about vickronance)

[lightblueminecraftorchid]

getting intense joy from painting my nails wasn’t an expected outcome of my day but it is definitely a welcome one!

[luveline]

can we possibly get the one where Gideon doesn’t like bombshell reader and poor Spencer is watching like☹️

Spencer feels a little like a child of divorce. Like, he absolutely is a child of divorce, but he didn’t think he’d feel this way at work. Lately, all Hotch and Gideon do is argue. 

It’s especially odd in that Hotch doesn’t usually go against Gideon’s judgement, even when he doesn’t agree, but you seem to be something Hotch is willing to fight for, and Spencer has no idea why.

“We don’t need her,” Gideon says. Spencer knows it isn’t Gideon being cruel, just stern. “We have a fine team without her.” 

“But with her, we’re better. And we have an opening. I know you like Greenaway for it, and I do too–”

“Everyone likes Greenaway for the position, she’s more palatable than L/N, and she works harder.”

Spencer tries not to whip his face back and forth like he’s following a ping pong ball, but it’s hard to keep up. He has no idea what his mentor’s talking about in all honesty, you’d seemed more than palatable when you met him last week. You were nice. And barely anybody is nice to Spencer. 

You sounded like you actually wanted to hear him talk, something Gideon has often been alone in. And palatable is a subjective word. 

“That’s not necessarily true,” Hotch says, knowing he’s losing. 

“We’re not gonna rush into picking someone,” Gideon says, less stern, more neutral. 

“No. I have invited her to the Georgia consultation this afternoon.” 

Gideon sighs through his nose. The afternoon rolls around quickly. Spencer doesn’t want to think about it but he’s excited to see you, and he feels conflicted in that; Gideon is the first person in a long time who actually seems to care about him, so Spencer is guilty of always aiming to please, but he can’t understand why Gideon dislikes you so much. Am I being easily led? he wonders. 

He’ll admit to finding you attractive. In his head, that is. You’d spoken so particularly, you’d looked stunning, and you didn’t make a fuss when he wouldn’t shake your hand. You called him beautiful. 

It’s the nicest, kindest attention he’s had since he started. Morgan calls him pretty boy. Spencer knows it’s not the same thing. 

They gather in the conference room, Morgan, Hotch, Gideon and Spencer, just a few minutes before 2PM. A minute later, you’re knocking on the door. 

“Hello…” You smile when you realise they’re here. “Am I late?” 

“No, L/N. Come and take a seat,” Hotch says. 

There’s a plastering of documents on the table and an empty seat by both Morgan and Spencer. You choose the one beside Spencer despite a stack of manilla folders, tucking your chair in neatly. “Oh, the grizzly stuff. This will upset my feminine energy.” 

Morgan laughs. Gideon glares at the table. 

Spencer likes it when you’re around. One more person and suddenly the consultation is a conversation and not a debate. You can keep up with everyone. You laugh at Spencer occasionally and he doesn’t know why, but he can tell it isn’t cruel laughter; he’s had a long time to work out the difference. 

Gideon excuses himself for a coffee half an hour in. 

Hotch immediately leans across the table. “I’m trying to help you,” he says. 

You grimace. “What am I doing wrong now?” 

“The laughing.” 

“You laugh.” 

“I know.” Hotch smiles at you. “You’re getting good at this, you have good insight on the dark triad. You read the book I sent?” 

“How’s Haley?” you ask.

He shakes his head, but his smile stays. “Don’t joke about that.” 

You’re not flirting. Or, Spencer doesn’t think so. It’s more likely you’re joking as Hotch says, everything about your body language pointing to amicable friendliness besides your flirting tones. “I read the book,” you say. Your gaze turns to Spencer. “Bet you’ve read it too, huh? Morgan said you’ve read every book ever written.” 

“That’s an exaggeration,” Spencer says. 

“But close?” you ask. “I’d love some recommendations. You know. For profiling.” 

“Don’t let her fool you, Reid, she’s well read,” Morgan says. 

“Wait, Gideon doesn’t like you because you laugh?” Spencer asks. 

It’s a socially inept thing to say, he realises after. You lean back in your chair all sweet and soft with your legs crossed, your dark stockings thin at the knees. He’s so, so worried you’re going to be offended and that’s exactly what he needs, a possible friend isolated again by his inability to read the room, but you don’t chew him out. You nudge his leg gently with the toe of your heel. 

“Now who said he doesn’t like me, handsome?” you ask teasingly. 

Spencer regrets the heat that floods his face and neck. 

“It’s complicated,” you add, your smile more than friendly, Spencer can’t work it out. “But don’t worry, I’ll turn him around eventually. It’s one of my many talents.” 

Oh, he thinks. That’s what it is. Spencer’s finally in on the joke. 

[mya-valentine]

Headcanon: Kirishima, Bakugo, Kaminari, and Sero With a Tomboy Girlfriend

Eijiro Kirishima

Kirishima loves how active and energetic his tomboy girlfriend is. They often work out together, whether it's lifting weights, sparring, or going on intense hikes. He finds her strength and endurance super manly (in a good way).

They both have a similar laid-back fashion sense, preferring comfortable, athletic wear. Sometimes they accidentally match outfits—both rocking ripped jeans, tank tops, or graphic tees—and Kirishima thinks it's awesome!

He absolutely loves her tough and no-nonsense attitude. She’s not afraid to stand up for herself or others, and Kirishima admires her for it. He often tells her how much he appreciates her confidence and how "manly" it is.

They have a fun, competitive dynamic. Whether it's arm wrestling, who can do more push-ups, or even something silly like video games, they love trying to outdo each other. It never gets too serious—it's all in good fun and usually ends in laughter.

Kirishima respects that she’s independent and doesn’t always rely on him. It’s one of the things that makes him proud to be with her. He knows she can handle herself in tough situations, but he’s always ready to back her up if needed.

Despite her tough exterior, she has soft moments with him when they're alone. She may not be super into public displays of affection, but when it's just the two of them, she lets her guard down and shows her affectionate side.

Kirishima loves that she's a tomboy but also encourages her to embrace any feminine side she may have. If she ever feels like dressing up or wearing something girly, he’s her biggest hype man, complimenting her endlessly and telling her how beautiful she is.

Their dates are often action-packed, like going to the gym, hiking, rock climbing, or even playing a sport together. But they also enjoy simple, laid-back hangouts like watching movies or eating at casual spots, where they can just be themselves.

They constantly boost each other’s confidence. She admires his strong sense of loyalty and determination, while he’s always blown away by how fearless and bold she is. They’re each other’s biggest fans, always cheering each other on.

She isn’t afraid to playfully roughhouse with him. They’ll have mock fights or pretend wrestling matches, with her catching him off guard with her strength and him being impressed every time.

Katsuki Bakugo

Bakugou loves how his tomboy girlfriend doesn’t take crap from anyone, including him. Her bold attitude matches his own, and he respects that she can hold her own in any situation. He secretly loves when she challenges him, whether it's verbally or physically.

They don’t do the typical cutesy stuff. Instead, their relationship is more practical and straightforward, which Bakugou prefers. They show affection through actions rather than words—like cooking meals for each other or working out together.

His girlfriend is his go-to gym partner. They push each other to do better, constantly competing to lift more, run faster, or last longer during a sparring session. Bakugou loves the fact that she’s strong and doesn’t mind sweating it out with him.

Their relationship is full of teasing and banter. Bakugou’s always making sarcastic remarks, and she fires back just as easily. It keeps things fun, and he secretly enjoys how she keeps him on his toes.

She’s not afraid to get dirty or take risks, whether it's during hero training or in everyday life, which he finds incredibly attractive. Her tough, no-fear attitude complements his explosive personality perfectly.

Bakugou is fiercely protective, but he doesn’t coddle her. He knows she can handle herself, and he respects that. If someone underestimates her, he’s the first to step in with a smirk, proud that they’re about to get proven wrong.

He loves how independent she is. She doesn’t need him to fight her battles or help her out of tricky situations, and that makes him even more attracted to her. However, he’s always there if she does need backup, and he’ll go all out if anyone crosses her.

Bakugou doesn’t mind that she prefers a more casual, tomboyish style—he actually thinks it suits her better. He loves that she doesn’t feel the need to dress up or wear makeup just to impress people, and he secretly thinks she looks badass all the time.

While she’s tough and tomboyish around others, she has softer moments with Bakugou when they're alone. He may pretend not to care, but he appreciates these rare, quieter times, and it’s when he lets his guard down as well.

Dates with them are far from conventional. They prefer things like hiking, going to arcades, or intense training sessions over candlelit dinners. They both enjoy pushing their limits and trying new things, so dates often turn into mini competitions.

Though Bakugou won’t admit it, he loves how low-maintenance she is. There’s no pressure to be romantic or overly affectionate, but when they do have small intimate moments, it means a lot to both of them.

They’re both fiercely competitive, which shows up in nearly everything they do, from sparring to everyday challenges like who can finish their food first. Bakugou finds her drive incredibly attractive and enjoys that she’s always pushing him to do better.

Bakugou never underestimates her, knowing full well she can take care of herself. He’s genuinely impressed by her strength and skill, and though he might not say it often, he’s proud to have a girlfriend who can go toe-to-toe with him.

Denki Kaminari

Kaminari loves that his tomboy girlfriend is super chill and easy to hang out with. They can joke around, play video games, and tease each other like best friends. Their relationship feels effortless and fun.

He’s always making playful remarks about how cool she is, calling her “badass” or “dude” in a light-hearted way, and she teases him back just as much. Kaminari is super comfortable with her, and their banter is nonstop.

He adores her tomboyish look and compliments her on it all the time. Whether she’s rocking jeans, a hoodie, or her favorite sneakers, Kaminari thinks she looks awesome no matter what and often tells her how cool she is.

They’re always playing video games together, and it’s one of their favorite things to do. They’re equally competitive, and the trash talk is endless, but he secretly loves when she beats him because it makes him proud to have such a skilled girlfriend.

Kaminari loves that she isn’t afraid to get silly with him. They’ll pull pranks on their friends or each other, crack jokes, and just generally have a lot of fun together. Their relationship is full of laughter and light-hearted moments.

Kaminari finds it super attractive that his tomboy girlfriend is tough and strong. He’s in awe when she shows off her strength during training or battle and will often hype her up, calling her “the coolest” or “super strong.”

He tries to teach her about random things like the latest memes, but he loves when she teaches him how to do traditionally “tough” stuff, like fixing something or showing him how to do a specific workout. He’s always impressed by her skills and sees her as the ultimate role model in those areas.

Kaminari is all about low-key affection, like quick hugs, shoulder bumps, or leaning against her while they’re hanging out. He loves how laid-back she is about PDA, and they have a very relaxed, natural way of showing affection.

He loves that she’s always up for an adventure, whether it's trying out a new activity, pulling a harmless prank, or exploring a new place. Kaminari feels like they’re an unstoppable duo and calls them “partners in crime” whenever they’re getting up to something fun.

While he loves her tomboyish attitude, Kaminari also encourages her to explore other sides of herself. If she ever wants to wear something more feminine or experiment with a different look, he’ll be her biggest cheerleader, telling her she looks great no matter what.

Kaminari’s naturally flirty, and while his girlfriend isn’t one for super romantic gestures, he knows how to get her to blush with his playful and cheeky remarks. She might roll her eyes, but he knows she secretly loves it when he flirts.

While she’s totally capable of taking care of herself, Kaminari still has a protective side. He’ll step in if anyone underestimates or disrespects her, though he usually does it with a smile and a bit of charm, knowing she can handle things on her own but wanting to be there for her anyway.

They bond over music, and she often introduces him to new bands or more rock-heavy genres, which he loves. They’ll go to concerts together, and Kaminari gets super excited seeing her vibe with the music.

Kaminari plans dates that match their mutual laid-back energy, like going to an arcade, attending a concert, or trying out a new skate park. Their dates are always light-hearted, fun, and full of activities that let them be themselves.

Kaminari loves that she’s not super serious all the time. They can be total goofballs together, whether it’s making ridiculous faces at each other or joking around during training. It’s one of the reasons their bond is so strong—they can just relax and have fun without worrying about being “perfect.”

Hanta Sero

Sero loves how laid-back and down-to-earth his tomboy girlfriend is. Their relationship is easy-going, and they’re always super relaxed around each other, never feeling the need to impress or be overly formal.

Sero is big into skateboarding, and his girlfriend probably shares the same passion. They love hitting the skate park together, challenging each other to do new tricks, and having friendly competitions. He’s always impressed by her skills and brags about her to his friends.

Their dynamic is full of fun, playful teasing. Sero constantly cracks jokes and loves when she fires back with witty comebacks. He appreciates that she’s got a sharp sense of humor and can take his teasing in stride.

He thinks her tomboy style is awesome and even likes that she doesn’t spend hours worrying about her appearance. Sero often borrows her hoodies, and they swap hats or caps, making their style blend even more.

Sero is a master of pranks, and his girlfriend loves to join in. They’re always scheming together, pulling harmless pranks on their friends, and laughing like crazy afterward. She might even prank him occasionally, which he finds hilarious.

He loves that she’s active and isn’t afraid to break a sweat. They’ll often go jogging, do some skate tricks, or even help each other during training sessions at school. Sero admires her strength and loves how they motivate each other.

Sero’s super chill about affection, and his tomboy girlfriend is the same. They don’t do over-the-top gestures but rather small things like leaning on each other’s shoulders, playful nudges, or stealing his cap and wearing it. He thinks these little things are even more meaningful.

They’re the perfect partners in both training and daily life. Whether it’s navigating their way through a group battle or figuring out where to eat, Sero loves how smoothly they work together and that she’s always got his back.

Sero loves that she isn’t into traditionally “girly” things. He finds it refreshing that she’s confident in who she is, whether she’s joking around with the guys, being competitive in sports, or doing her own thing. He’s proud to be with someone so unapologetically themselves.

They often challenge each other to little competitions, from who can nail the best trick on their boards to who can tape the other in place first using Sero’s quirk. The lighthearted rivalry keeps things exciting and fun between them.

Sero loves that she doesn’t feel the need to act differently around him or anyone else. If she ever feels insecure or tries to tone down her tomboyish nature, he’s the first to remind her how amazing she is as herself and encourages her to own it.

They’re always up for trying something new and exciting, whether it’s rock climbing, hiking, or exploring a new city. Sero loves that she’s adventurous and that they can share in fun, spontaneous activities together.

Sero shows he cares through small, thoughtful gestures like making sure she’s comfortable or offering her his jacket when it’s cold. His tomboy girlfriend appreciates these little things, even though she’s totally capable of taking care of herself.

He loves that she’s not afraid to let loose and be goofy with him. They’ll pull faces, make ridiculous jokes, or have spontaneous dance-offs when they’re alone, and Sero enjoys how easy and fun their relationship is.

While his girlfriend might not be overly affectionate, Sero doesn’t mind. He loves their quiet, subtle forms of closeness—like sitting together, sharing headphones, or just hanging out in comfortable silence. They don’t need to say much to feel connected.

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Masterlist

[astermath]

pairing: robin buckley x fem!reader

summary: robin falls head over heels for the cool girl renting horror movies at family video. steve can’t believe her awkward shyness is actually landing her a date, but he’s happy for her nonetheless.

word count: idk kinda short lol under 1K

notes: just wanted to write a little blurb, then it turned into something else, so enjoy this short little meet cute with robin ♡

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Robin really is that love at first sight kinda girl.

She’s the type of girl to be busy sorting tapes at family video, when you walk in, all pretty femininity and mysterious aura around you. And suddenly she doesn’t know what to do with herself. She doesn’t know where she is, why she’s there, hell, she probably wouldn’t be able to tell you her name if she asked.

She doesn’t stop staring at you, not when you enter and not when you walk over to the horror section to pick something out. Only when Steve nudges her in her side, she snaps out of it, looking more flustered than ever.

“Dude, can you not?”

“Sorry man, it just— looked like you were falling asleep with your eyes open! What’s with you anyways?”

Robin doesn’t respond, simply averting her eyes to the cash register and hoping Steve doesn’t pry any further.

Which would have worked, if you weren’t talking to her right now.

“I’m sorry, can I—“

“Yes! Yes, absolutely, you can…” Robin trails off, realising she hasn’t even let you finish your request. Her own eagerness embarrasses her to no end, her face heating up and her cheeks now closely resembling the colour of a tomato.

To her surprise, you giggle. You’re not awkward about it at all, which somehow makes her fall for you even harder.

“I was gonna ask what the latest time would be when I’d be able to return this.” you smile, and the blonde girl is certain it’s the most beautiful thing she’s ever seen.

“Oh! Yeah, totally, no problem! It’s uh— a great choice, by the way. I love friday the 13th, sooo good, all that horror stuff, a huge fan—“

“A week.” Steve interrupts her rambling.

“Huh?” Robin turns to her friend.

“To answer her question, since you’re too busy being head over heels over here.”

You chuckle again, and Robin genuinely thinks her head is going to explode. Not only is her best friend making fun of her in front of you, but you’re not even making her feel bad about it. It’s like you find it cute or something. How crazy is that?

“Cool, I’ll just uh,” you hold up the tape, “rent this one then.”

Robin rings you up, her hands moving faster than her mind, and she hopes you don’t notice the slight shakiness in them. It’s not every day the prettiest girl in the whole world shows up at her job, so she’s not exactly prepared.

“Thanks,” you take the tape from her along with the receipt, your fingers touching slightly when she slides them over. Now you’re the one who’s getting the butterflies.

“So, you said you were a fan of horror movies?”

Robin nods enthusiastically, while Steve has to bite his tongue to hold back from saying that that’s the biggest lie ever. Robin isn’t a coward, not at all, but she’s the worst at scary movies. She’s just saying all this to impress you. She doubts it’s working though.

“Well, I was gonna watch this alone, but…” you grab a pen off the counter and scribble down your number on the receipt. “If you feel like watching it together, give me a call…” you pause to read her name tag. “Robin.” You smile again. “Nice name.”

“T-Thanks! You uh, you too!”

“Thanks, even though I… Haven’t told you yet.” You write your name down next to the number. “Now you know.”

“Huh…” She reads it over, not being able to keep herself from smiling like she’s sunshine incarnate. “That is a really nice name though.”

You grin, grabbing the tape off the counter and stuffing it in your bag. “Well, Robin, I’m free this Friday, if you wanna take me up on the offer.” You start walking backwards and give her a quick wave. “See y’around.”

She waves back, although more hesitant. Frankly, she’s still processing the entire encounter, and the fact that you’re real. Someone as beautiful as you exists, talked to her, even gave her your number. She didn’t know a reality like that was possible.

“I can’t believe that worked.” Steve scoffs in disbelief, though he’s pretty stoked for Robin all in all. He wants his friend to find her special person as much as he does for himself.

“Yeah,” she stares as you walk off, “me too.”

The freckled girl groans loudly and drops her head into her hands. “Why the fuck did I say any of that? Why do I always just keep talking?”

“I don’t see the big deal Buckley,” her coworker leans against the counter, “you got your date, don’t you?”

“Yeah, but then what? Then what do I do? I might have been able to charm her with my awkward idiocy this time, but what if we watch the movie and she finds out I’m a huge wuss!” She gestures around wildly with her hands, earning a confused stare from one of the older customers.

“This is going to sound so stupid, and I can’t believe I’m saying this,” he runs his hand through his brown locks, “but just like, be yourself? She seems nice enough, I’m sure she won’t judge you for being a total scaredy cat.”

“Not helping, Harrington.” She gives him a defeated look.

“Sorry, you know what I mean.”

“But what if she does?”

“What?”

“What if she does judge me? I mean jesus Steve, I wouldn’t blame her! She’s like— way out of my coolness league! She’s practically doing charity work watching a movie with me.”

Steve scoffs. “Don’t sell yourself short, Buckley, you’re plenty cool. Besides, if she does judge you, then clearly she’s not worth it. But again, I think you’ll be fine.”

“Yeah,” she sighs, already picturing her holding onto you in fear of a completely fictional serial killer. “I guess you’re right.” She goes quiet for a moment, before she’s back to daydreaming about the whole scenario. The two of you on your couch, shoulders touching, maybe an arm around her, hands brushing when you reach for the popcorn, all that sappy stuff…

“Buckley?”

Maybe you’d find it cute that she gets scared. Maybe you’d wanna protect her. She gets that vibe from you, that you’d keep her safe from all the Freddy Kruegers and Jason Voorhees of the world.

“Robin!”

Steve snaps her out of her daydreaming, gesturing towards Keith who’s about to enter the store.

“You two organise those tapes like I asked you to?” Their manager isn’t even looking at them, struggling with putting away his car keys.

Robin swipes the tapes off the counter and stuffs them randomly into the two boxes. That’s a problem for later.

“Yup! All sorted! Good thing I love organising stuff!” She laughs awkwardly, and Steve is fighting for his life trying not to laugh.

She’s got bigger things to worry about right now. Like what to wear for her date with you. And what kind of snacks you like to eat with your movies. And how she’s going to explain that the scariest thing she can handle is Frankenweenie.

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[detectivestucks2]

Geto as Your Next Door Neighbor

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Geto x Single Mom F!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, mentions of pregnancy, masturbating, suggestive content

Word Count: 1124

Next Door Neighbor Geto who is used to women throwing themselves at him but knows the more beautiful the woman, the more she uses her beauty for her own gain

Next Door Neighbor Geto who has no interest in a woman’s games so he keeps to himself, even when he sees you move in across the hall.

Next Door Neighbor Geto who thought he was impervious to feminine charm but, to his own annoyance, finds himself looking out his peep hole, searching for a reason to bump into you.

Next Door Neighbor Geto who can’t help himself from watching you every day. He is hypnotized by your kind and beautiful appearance and through his spying, he realizes you’re a single mother to a little girl.

Next Door Neighbor Geto who steps out into the hall one day when he hears you desperately trying to shush your little one to no avail, offering to hold the toddler while you grab your keys. It’s not the first time he’s seen you overwhelmed by your solitary role but it is the first time he’s had the guts to intervene. You’ve seen the hulking man in passing and always thought he was handsome, but you’ve never spoken to him and are absolutely humiliated that this was your first real interaction with him.

Next Door Neighbor Geto who is pleasantly surprised to find a thank you package of homemade cookies and fudge on his doorstep the next day. Though he doesn’t normally eat sweets to maintain his excellent physique, if they’re from you, he’ll make an exception.

Next Door Neighbor Geto who pretends to have a mail mix up just so he can find a reason to talk to you again. When you answer the door and let him in, he sees you require several visits from the building’s super who isn’t great at responding to maintenance requests.

Next Door Neighbor Geto who spends the next entire Saturday at your place with his toolkit, fixing anything you point your finger at while your toddler, Sarah, brings him her baggies of apple slices and animal crackers to quench his appetite. 

Next Door Neighbor Geto who stays for dinner when you offer to feed him, remembering how good your baking is. He’s happy to have an excuse to stay behind, longing to spend more time with you.

Next Door Neighbor Geto who laughs when your daughter refuses to eat her mac and cheese, taking the fork from your hand and shoveling the pasta into Sarah’s mouth for you. Amazingly, she chooses to be well behaved for him, a stranger, but not for you. While he finds this amusing, you find it confounding and wonder what makes him so special.

Next Door Neighbor Geto who got free tickets to the zoo from his work and asks if you and Sarah would like to join him. When you grab the carseat from the back of your sedan, he’s already figuring out how it will fit in his back seat. 

Next Door Neighbor Geto who intimidates most people but is beloved by your daughter as if he’s her biological father. She holds his hand and reaches for him to pick her up, trusting him when he tells her to pet the animals.

Next Door Neighbor Geto who just can’t seem to go back to his apartment at the end of the day because he can’t spend enough time with you and Sarah. He asks if he can come over for a movie before Sarah goes to bed and you agree, unable to turn down his request.

Next Door Neighbor Geto who watches from the door as you tuck your daughter in, reading her a bedtime story and kissing her nose before turning on her white noise machine and constellation light. 

Next Door Neighbor Geto who joins you for a nightcap, listening to you excitedly tell him all about your new job and recent move, committing every word to memory.

Next Door Neighbor Geto who goes home and jerks off to the thought of you, feeling his core burn with desire at the idea of making you a mother again. He imagines how he’ll stuff you with his seed and care for you as your belly grows. His brow, sweating at the image of your swole breasts full of milk. He can’t help how hard he cums from his unstoppable runaway thoughts, the tissue soaked from his spend.

Next Door Neighbor Geto who invites himself to your home everyday, playing with Sarah and joining you for dinner before talking till bedtime, looking for his opening to express how he feels about you. 

Next Door Neighbor Geto who wishes you goodnight as he passes through your front door only to turn around and spontaneously kiss you. The gesture so unexpected it makes you dizzy and knocks you off your feet. 

Next Door Neighbor Geto who doesn’t let you fall because his hands are already grabbing you and roaming the outline of your body. He supports the back of your head while his other hand grabs a fistful of your sweatpants, pulling you flush against his bulky chest. 

Next Door Neighbor Geto who comes to his full height during the kiss, pulling you up and wrapping your legs around his torso. He then carries you over to the kitchen counter so he can grind up into you like he does in his dreams. The warmth of your center radiating through the fabric against his stiffening bulge and driving him wild. 

Next Door Neighbor Geto who doesn’t take it further despite your soft pleas because he wants to take you on a proper date first, stating that you’re too precious to be treated like the little slut you’re trying to be for him.

Next Door Neighbor Geto who won’t change his mind, making sure you agree to go to dinner first before continuing the searing make out session, dying to be inside of those pulsing walls that he can feel clenching around nothing through your pants. 

Next Door Neighbor Geto who finds it hard to pull away but forces himself to amid your panting. He’s going to start this thing off the right way and he’s not going to let his dick ruin this by jumping the gun. 

Next Door Neighbor Geto who stands outside your door the next night dressed in a black button up and khaki dress pants, holding a bouquet of flowers when you answer the door in a high-neck black leather dress. 

Next Door Neighbor Geto who realizes he’s head over heals in love and completely fucked from just the greeting.

“Hi” you ring as you rake him up and down with your eyes.

“Hi” he rumbles back, lust dripping from the single word alone.

Affair Partner Sukuna

Affair Partner Geto

Masterlist

[verdantwyrm]

I think curly should experiment with gender stuff. As a treat. Would be turn out to be non binary? Transfem? Just a guy who likes feminine things and accepts that he doesn’t have to be strong all the time? Idk but I think it would heal him (or her. Or them. Whatever curly turns out to be 💗)

I'm going to use this as an excuse to project and talk a little bit about my own feelings towards femininity as a butch lesbian; femininity is relaxing. It's a calming, tranquil feeling and it's tender. Whenever I present feminine i'm allowing myself to be vulnerable, calm and comfortable, but I am still at my core a butch because despite what I wear or do, I am masculine, and I headcanon Curly to feel alot of the same.

He's genderfluid to me, and being feminine is something so much more than him, it becomes almost like a separate entity of existence and relaxation. He puts on makeup, dresses, heels, grows his hair out long so it can be braided, and he enjoys himself to the fullest because doing this, indulging in it and exploring the joys of femininity while being able to return home to the same man and find comfort in the familiar face he sees. Sometimes he'll go by she, sometimes she'll go by another name, but no matter what, he knows where his home is.

Anya braiding his hair, doing her nails, lovingly stroking her face and talking about how beautiful she is. He's free, at home and happy.

[lullabyalikpoptarot]

yo saw that you do lgbtq stuff, could you do a reading on Twice too? Would love to see if my favs are my allies or not. Thank you ^⁠_⁠^

Disclaimer: Just a reminder, that I am reading the energy. Do not take this reading as fact. This does not always reflect reality. This does not mean they will choose this preference in real life, but I think it is fun to look at what they are energetically aligned with. I have done this on myself and some friends/family and found it fun. If you take this seriously and are triggered, that is on you, can’t help if people can’t have fun in life, reminder it isn’t that deep. Tarot does not have to always be serious. I enjoy these readings and will continue to do what I want on my blog. Okay, that's out of the way. Let’s see what I get here.

Jihyo (The Magician/King of Swords/The Hierophant) Men! I saw that coming lol Felt she was all about men. 

Nayeon (7 of Cups/5 of Wands/The Hermit) She is showing that she has a lot of offers and men competing for her attention, so I will go with men. I don’t see her showing she has a type though. But she may prefer men. But she seems to prefer to be alone to be honest. She could have asexual energy or she doesn’t want anyone right now.

Jeongyeon (The Empress rv/3 of Swords/4 of Wands) This is weird, she isn’t showing me a preference here. She seems to feel down on herself as a partner, like I am getting she doesn’t feel good enough for a partner. She faced a lot of hurt, but it seems she wants that happy ending. This is kind of sad. I feel she could have been cheating on, or did she cheat on with another woman, y'all throwing all options that are coming to me, because this is messy. I don’t know. She made this complicated lol

Momo (Knight of Swords/7 of Swords/The Empress) I can see her chasing men, but I see she can be attracted to strong powerful females. Her energy seems like mine, like she probably dates me irl, but prefers to look at a beautiful woman. If you see this spread, the middle card is the 7 of swords, the person is looking away from the knight card (male energy for this reading) but secretly facing the empress, strong female energy. I see her openly dating men, but might secretly date women.

Sana (Strength/The Tower/7 of Wands) Strength usually gives me female, divine feminine energy, so she may prefer strong females, but I don’t know if she would date them, too chaotic, too many obstacles, it would break the traditional mold, so she may just date men, it is easier. 

Mina (The World/Queen of Pentacles/Ace of Wands) All these girls give me they are part of the community energetically, except Jihyo lol I see her being sexually attracted to successful independent women. The world card gives me versatility, so she can like both men and women, with a preference for women. But the ace of wands, does give me D energy, like it can be the D card, so yeah, she can be attracted to men too. So, she comes off bisexual to me. I can also say, the QOP’s could be her energy, with the world card, she just gives me, I am a bad bitch, so she feels she can get what she wants, but she can do fine on her own as well. So, to her it doesn’t matter.

Dahyun (8 of Swords/4 of Cups/The Tower) Well, she is giving me strong asexual vibes here. She doesn’t seem that invested in relationships or dating someone. She seems to find relationships difficult and chaotic. 

Chaeyoung (10 of Cups/The Moon/6 of Wands) She doesn’t want to share or say, so don’t know for her.I see her wanting a happy family and there is a sense of pride she has. The 10 of cups gives me a traditional family unit, so she may prefer to have that, so she may go with men, because of that. There is a sense of her needing to feel validated, whatever that could mean for her.

Tzuyu (9 of Pentacles/9 of Swords/3 of Pentacles) She is about her independence and being single right now, she has no preference right now. She got her own things to deal with. She is focused on work and her goals.

[gossipgirloff1]

Jade gives me more genuine vibes idk why 🤷‍♀️

👆🏻Same! I think it‘s cause she’s not trying to be/ pretending to be someone she’s not.

She’s an influencer! And she‘s actually doing her job, producing content, being invited to things / events on her own (& not as someone‘s plus one & didn‘t she shoot a perfume/ cosmetics/ beauty store ad just now in time for the holidays?)

That’s why I feel her house of cb dress TikTok actually feels „nice“, it’s giving who she is, & therefore it makes sense that H of CB reposted it in their year review. Even the Mexico dresses all fit her (with the first green one being a bit out there), she also sticks to some stable jewelry pieces, that one can find in multiple post on her insta etc. It‘s all a very cohesive outside appearance! Young, french, slightly more playful & feminine.

She also seems to look like a book character, or what some readers envision the character to look like, according to some comments on her TikTok & she’s always very cute about interacting with said comments.

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Alexandra on the other hands is just a bit all over the place and very obviously trying to present a public picture that she doesn’t really embody in private, or at least her being all over the place at times gives that impression.

Also as someone who did study art history & now works in a big auction house (without trying to dox myself), her „art insta“ annoys me soo fucking much! At first I was like oh cute, loving the interest in art! But for god‘s sake she’s just so bad about properly naming the title, artist, museum the art works can be found in, and I’m alright with the general person not doing that, but someone who studied art history and is doing the whole „curated online art space“ spiel … that’s the bare fucking minimum! And I don’t even expect a whole new analysis of the art works,I know some people who „greatly dislike“ her took that as a reason to criticize her, but truly at some point you’ve heard ever possible description there is on an impressionist painting. (Though if she’s not even rewriting the museums description a little @museumxyz would be greatly appreciated)

Btw, at the start I actually did comment the artist or museum on a few of her posts. 😐 and another comment she liked 😬🙈 „calling out“ (can’t think of a better word) someone for being all oh your so knowledgeable about art, I’m not, where to even start can you share some. My answer was basically do your own research, look up museums, follow them on social media, find what you like. Don’t even know if the comment still exists (might have to delete it afterwards, as I’m not trying to dox myself). That was pretty much at the start & before her private insta turned public, my analysis of this will follow in the yapping somewhere down there 👇🏻 (I’m so fucking sorry for yapping soo much!)

As to why I think she doesn’t really align with her public person. I guess at the start she just was the next new thing for Charles a replacement fling (cause him & Charlotte have been soo over way before the last race, the vibes had been of since late summer or the public announcement, & that was only done to make it public and avoid any major controversy/ questions e.g. Lando/ Luisa) that’s why she was never really seen until Monaco.

Interlude: What I found really eyebrow raising though is how fast people clocked who she was, like full on name/ insta handle etc. So either herself mostly through some friends or someone who really couldn’t stand her made that public. I mean sure people full on stalk him, but that was a bit too crazy fast. And that one insta account tagging everyone in Charles life, from friend to family & even his management, in posts about a brunette that barley looked anything like Alex, saying she’s a prostitute. That one got blocked pretty fast tough, equally some crazy stuff.

I think by Monaco the fling was more serious for Charles (who as much as I appreciate him as a driver & person, just can’t be single to safe his life), she can be around all the time/ seems to put her life/ family/ friends on the backburner for him. All amazing things to have if one wants to stick to a man who’s job makes him travel 80% of the year. And loose yourself in the process unless your a confident woman, strong woman, who has her own life. Unfortunately that does not apply to most sports wags.

So since it got more „serious“ in Charles version of serious by Monaco & Monaco is always crazy intrusive into his life, he did the nice little APM/ Hello France (was is?) interview & was all „en couple“ giving that whole things some public validation.

Interlude: at that time I found that white Meshki dress video so hella intrusive, now I’m asking myself who actually did film it? Was that really just a „fan“ who happened about her on the street? (And in Monaco there unfortunately enough crazy f1 driver stalkers, do you guys remember them ringing on Charles‘s door?) Because the way it ended up on Meshiki‘s social media Channels (and sure they tend to repost a lot & fans got her crazy exposure that day) got me a bit hm… 🤔

After Monaco with all been there she appeared more, got her name on the f1 broadcast, made her insta public & did a fuckton of ads that were never ads.

And here we finally arrive at the point I tell you why I thinks she doesn’t really allign public & private perception.

Instead of an influencer (like Jade) who’s been working & „currating“ what they stand for e.g. beauty, fashion, life style, etc. She‘s desperately trying to get her hands on everything the various bikini/ dress brands. Now that Rhodes Ad 🙄 … it’s all over the fucking place. She doesn’t show us who she really is. She likes art but gives us the bare fucking minimum about that (see above). In relation to my comment about looking up info yourself, yes it was only early days, but even now she barley really interacts besides ❤️ comments. She’s not sharing any knowledge on art history etc., she doesn’t post on the regular, truly she’s a bad influencer in that regard.

And her privet insta is all „aesthetics“ but she never shares anything truly personal or funny or for lack of better words real

Compared to others more curated girls in the general f1 adjunct circle (Jade) Kika, Flavi, heck even Rebecca or Kelly she’s giving 100% stepford wife. She’s a great nice looking phantasy that you can project what ever you want on. Even when we see her on screen during a race she’s always so conscious about her movements & facial expressions, she never (or very rarely lets go& when she does e.g. Monaco it looks soo acted). The only times she’s not is when she’s not aware of cameras filming her & then 90% of the time she just suffers from a seriously unfortunate case of resting bitch face.

But that’s why she’s soo popular with the fangirlies she’s a nice „doll“ they can project their expectations on, that’s why she got fans. In todays world where, especially younger generation, are all living in eras & TikTok trends she’s the perfectly blank canvas to project whatever on. Truly how many trends has she been in in just two years? We got girly dresses, and hot Latina summer bikini body, TikTok old rich money Monaco pink Elle woods suit, the what ever the fuck that Rhodes thing was trying to be, …

The only consistent thing was Leo, bless that dog, and her being a dog mom. Congratulations on making your whole personality a dog your boyfriend bought.

Obviously she’s a real human and behind her badly curated social media appearance is some one real but for what ever reason she seems deply insecure about sharing that person. God forbid can you imagine her sharing something fun or blooper like. A picture where she doesn’t look good? Girl would rather die.

And with that I conclude my essay on wags. Once again I’m sooo sorry for yapping so much, but I‘ve been procrastinating other more important things. Would you belief if I told you the only thing I wanted to write was same Jade gives more genuine vibes because she’s not pretending. 👍🏻

And than I followed it up with a whole fucking comparison as to why that does not apply to Alexandra 🤦🏼‍♀️ truly giving unemployed behavior even though I actually have to jobs (auction house being only one of them) oh well.

Happy new year everyone.

Thank you for sharing your thoughts with us anon❤️ I like to read them no matter how long they are 😊

And thank you wow a year is ending 🥺happy new year to you all with your loved ones ❤️✨

[birdofdawning]

Le Poison des Pierreries

Two women kissing in nature, by Georges Rochegrosse (1859-1938).

This is such a sweet picture. I’ve seen it pop up a few times on Tumblr.

And now I am going to ruin it. But then I’m going to try and unruin it! However, if you just want two girls kissing in nature then scroll on by and vote in some polls. It’s all good.

So this is an illustration from 1903 French novelette Le Poison des Pierreries (The Poisoned Stones) The two characters kissing are the Princess Alilat (the tall brunette) and the Prince Sparyanthis (the blond). Sparyanthis is eighteen years old and we weren’t yet at the point where we required super-buffness to indicate masculinity, so the artist depicts him as a pretty youth. But don’t stop reading! Because 1.) this is a tale of eroticism, revenge, obsession, and treacherous murder by sorcery, and who doesn’t love all that? and 2.) there is nothing straight about this couple or this novel.

Also, 3.) it’s pretty sexy. So, you know. Be aware fellow asexuals.

Le Poison des Pierreries was written by the author and essayist Camille Mauclair for his friend the Orientalist Georges Rochegrosse to illustrate. Orientalism was very pretty but very, very problematic and if you don’t know why you can easily find out by doing a search.

(BTW I am not an expert on textual analysis or art history, or queer and gender theory, and know almost nothing about the French language — when I get stuff wrong feel free to let me know! I’m sure at the very least there are lots of classical allusions I’m missing.)

Also: there’s some implied lack of consent in this story.

The novelette tells of the distant city of Etesia. It is ruled by two brothers, the doughty warrior Cimmérion and the beautiful, decadent Sparyanthis. They are really really fond of each other. But in a way that wasn’t a big deal in 1903.

Cimmérion arrives home from war with the beautiful princess Alilat whom he has forced into marriage. Alilat is now the last of her house, thanks to Cimmérion, because he’s slaughtered everyone she ever knew, and she has opinions about this. Despite Sparyanthis’ best intentions, Alilat beguiles him, and they begin having an affair while Cimmérion is away hunting each day. ‘Two women kissing in nature’ is the moment when Sparyanthis finally gives in to his desire for Alilat.

But Alilat is (understandably) after revenge for herself and her people, and she uses her sorceries to bring a strange malady upon Cimmérion that robs him of his strength. At the same time she relishes the agonies of guilt Sparyanthis feels over his ongoing betrayal of his beloved brother.

Eventually everyone dies!

But until that happens there is a lot of queer sex going on.

The Queerness

So we can try and read this story as someone from 1903, or we can read it as someone from today. In 1903 it’s a story of masculinity as a vital, conquering, barbarous force versus femininity as a languid, yielding, civilising… perhaps too civilising… influence. A healthy nation was thought to be warlike and ever-expanding. Old civilizations — like the ancient nations of the East — were regarded as rich but dwindling due to becoming too decadent; their sexual mores (which the West took a not at all creepy interest in; c.f. Richard Burton) were held to be intriguing but Not The Done Thing. A proper western couple — one (1) man + one (1) woman, married — had quick, penetrative sex and then went to sleep or something idk. This is how Cimmérion takes Alilat, and she loathes him for it (there’s a line about her ‘being thrown down upon the couch of the conqueror’ and having to endure his caresses). Real men are too busy hunting or making war or running kingdoms to bother much about girls.

But Sparyanthis is quite a different sort of person from his dull brother. He wanders around the palace in women’s clothes having sex with whoever he finds; the explicit incidents are with women, but there are plenty of young men in the illustrations. And everyone is down with it because the Etesians are known for two things: war and having A LOT of sex, never mind with who (at one point Spary can seek out Aliat at night because all the servants are busy making out with all the soldiers in alcoves).

Both in words and illustrations Mauclair and Rochegrosse suggest Sparyanthis is a young woman. He is ‘more beautiful that all the maidens of that country’. He is frequently described as wearing women’s robes, or of being naked except for his jewellery. He is languid and wanton (not vigorous and virile like Cimmérion), with golden tresses and soft, white limbs. There are suggestions that he is sometimes rouged or kohl-eyed, but I don’t trust my translation enough to say for sure. He lays around on couches and beds a lot, and delves into non-manly stuff like magic and secret knowledge. There’s much made of how devoted to each other the two brothers are because of their differences. Soft, white Sparyanthis idolises tanned, brawny, bearded Cimmérion, and Cimmérion ‘adores Sparyanthis’ beautiful body’.

Alilat, meanwhile, is not an Etesian and is accustomed to wearing sombre modest clothing (there is a scene where Sparyanthis invites her to one of his afternoon gambols, and when everyone strips off and starts making out Alilat remains in her black robes and pointedly focuses only on her host, Sparyanthis, and he wonders what’s going on). But once she seduces Sparyanthis, she starts playing with gender too: she frequently meets him dressed in masculine clothes, while he is still in his woman’s garments. She is a vital force, determined as she is to achieve her revenge, and this is juxtaposed with Sparyanthis’ languorous attitude. She is compared to a hunter, and him to the quarry.

Alilat explicitly cannot stand the touch of a man, so she's having an affair with the beautiful, voluptuous Sparyanthis... because neither her nor the story considers him a man.

She intends to destroy both Cimmérion and the city of Etesia, and she takes a devilish glee in how tortured with guilt Sparyanthis is, but she does seem to be as sexually obsessed with him as he is with her. And there are moments of maternal kindness too, where she fondly treats Spary like a younger sister.

So while in 1903 it’s a story of what city-destroying calamities happen when men and women don’t follow their natures or whatever, today it reads like messed up queer people having a lot of queer sex. And I think it’s definitely much more fun to read it that way.

The Sex

So I am asexual and modern sex stuff doesn’t really do much for me. But, tell you what, 1903 veiled door sex knows what it’s about.

Everyone is having great sex here, and it’s implied that because of all this sensuality the kingdom is doomed to fall: the ‘warm voluptuousness’ is ‘softening the men’. You just can’t run a country while everyone’s fucking all the time, and Mauclair is here to tell you all about how bad an idea it is.

No sex is ever described (though it’s taking place in the background of at least one illustration), so the excitement is all in the set-up: Alilat abducts and fucks Sparyanthis while dressed as one of his own archers (“and seized him with the audacity of a soldier taking a weak, conquered Syrian”). A bearded magician approaches Sparyanthis while he is studying the stars in his chambers and traces on the ground with a wand the symbol for an astrological union, and then the 'magician' opens her robe enough to reveal her breasts and they have sex with Alilat still wearing her false beard. I mean

They met in secret caves and rut like beasts, howling, then sit in the throne room in their official robes and give each other secret looks (which, to be fair, is kind of like every new love affair).

Sadly there are no illustrations of any of this! I guess Rochegrosse just wanted to draw beautiful youths embracing and had no time for Mauclair's gender-switching antics, and I think that's a shame.

Anyway, because Cimmérion has laid hands upon Alilat without her permission she has come up with a very particular murder scheme. She tells Sparyanthis that Cimmérion prefers to take her ‘naked save all her jewellery’ and so she enchants her jewellery to burn away his vitality while it caresses his bare skin — the Poisoned Stones of the story’s title. The very act of sex brings about the stoic Cimmérion's murder.

Everyone in Etesia is making out with everyone else, and Cimmérion’s and Alilat’s marriage seems to be the only expected exception to all this polyamoury or so you would think. But then comes the kicker at the end: as Cimmérion lies on his death bed he tells Sparyanthis and Alilat that he knew all about their secret love the whole time and he was totally okay with it: they should carry on with his blessing. Sparyanthis is not okay about that. But too late, bud.

Anyway, not two women kissing in nature, but — I think — two genderqueer people kissing in nature. Read it for yourself! It’s really short!

(Okay, so this is too long already, but Alilat is just so cool. She sends dreams to Spary and begins seducing him before they've even met.

There’s this whole bit where she summons up a spirit of fire from the underworld to infuse her jewellery with wicked magics, and Sparyanthis is like “Do we need to use sorcery? Can’t we just stab him?” and Alilat says “Don’t be such a nerd, Sparyanthis, I wanna do it with evil sex.”

And there’s also another part where she’s wondering about how it will all turn out once Cimmérion is dead, and she’s thinking that maybe she’ll usurp the throne, but then again maybe she’ll just destroy the kingdom and then ride out across the desert as it falls, laughing, and then she’ll go to the mountains and establish her own country of sorceresses and she will be their queen.

And hey, maybe the Alilat who ‘died’ was only a simulacrum and the real Alilat did just that. I hope so, people should just leave a girl alone.)

[wxpleakley]

Wendy Pleakley || 40 || Alien || Public Speaker

Pleakley likes to think of himself as a scholar, someone who knows a lot about a lot of things, especially earth and its species and customs. Of course, once he got the chance to go, he found that things weren’t quite what he’d expected. But that wasn’t at all a bad thing. He actually discovered it to be quite exciting and colorful and it quickly became a place that he didn’t mind being trapped. But then, well, he was actually trapped. He and all the people he had become close to—people he would consider his family—became trapped in Evermore. Everyone else was beside themselves here, struggling to make it work. And despite his anxiety at the start of their time in Evermore, it was weird that Pleakley was the one who was handling this all pretty well when in the past he was the most reluctant one when it came to change. Here, he does his best to try and keep the peace—as he always has—between his friends and family. He tries to keep Jumba from doing something irrational and crazy to get them out, he tries to keep Lilo positive in any way he can. He’s doing fine here, there’s still a lot of earth stuff here—and some earth stuff he’d never seen anywhere else—but most of his anxieties here come from worrying for the others and making sure they’re okay. That’s always been his main goal—other than, of course, studying earth culture (which it turns out there are so many of and each one is so beautiful)-- to keep peace and protect those who needed it. 

HEADCANONS

Humans have so many different ways that they express themselves, and part of it is called ‘gender expression.’ Pleakley is pretty fluid when it comes to his gender expression, wearing far more feminine clothing most of the time. It's just what he feels more comfortable in. 

Even though his gender expression is extremely fluid, Pleakley uses and feels most comfortable with he/him pronouns. Though, some people have called him ‘she’ or more feminine titles in the past (such as miss, ma’am, etc.) and he doesn’t really mind those either, but if someone was to ask his pronouns, he’d say he/him.

He loves fashion and has even learned how to make his own clothes. Sewing is one of his main hobbies other than gathering vital information on how Earth works. Or, well, what he considers vital information.

Most of the information Pleakley has gathered over his time on earth is mostly about different cultures and the ways humans express themselves, along with as much information about the natural world as he can. When they were in Hawaii, finding new and fascinating things about nature was a lot easier than it is here. But there’s snow here and that was a wild experience the first time.

Rather frenetic and anxious, Pleakley often gets overwhelmed or overly worried about the smallest of things. But those little things often mean a lot to him, whether its just making sure the laundry got done the right way and folded or freaking out that the splinter Lilo got could lead to tetanus (the answer is usually ‘no, it won’t). But they all feel like such big deals in the moment. They all feel important. 

Jumba definitely sometimes feels like he’s the exact opposite of him, but honestly after all this time, Pleakley can’t imagine not having him around. Don’t ever tell him he said that, though.

He likes to keep things clean, maybe to a slightly obsessive extent. And maybe part of that comes from so many of the people in his life being more than a little disorganized and he just feels the need to overcompensate for them.

He does everything he can to encourage Lilo’s curiosity and everything she does, but he worries so much about her getting into trouble or getting hurt. He just wants her safe. When she was younger, sometimes people would call Pleakley her Aunt and honestly, it feels right. Lilo definitely feels like a niece to him. Nani, too, but she’s less likely to get herself into trouble. Still, he worries a lot for her. 

Pleakley isn’t the biggest fan of his first name. It’s not that he hates it, he would just rather be called by his last name. You have to know him pretty well to not only know his first name is Wendy, but to be allowed to use it. 

Pleakley definitely likes to pretend he’s smarter than he is. It’s not really pretending if he believes it, but just to make sure the things he knows are right, he’ll ask Jumba to clarify things, maybe a little too often. And maybe sometimes Jumba tells him something completely different, so he’s quick to make that adjustment in his mind, but pretends like that’s what he knew all along. 

gay

[impossiblechop]

Since I’ve finally had a second to breath from academic prison, I’ve started reading again.

My reason for reading:

1) Reconnect with my middle school self, who was a book worm

2) See how the person I have grown up to be has changed my tastes in books

I started my journey by re reading a book series that I really loved, it’s the Court series by Sarah J Mass.

When I was younger I loved her books, but when I was younger all I wanted to read was fantasy love stories that I could imagine happening to me some day.

So now re visiting the story has a fresh adult who has learned far more about herself, and just doesn’t dig that basic love story stuff, I definitely was “rolling my eyes” at the mate stuff, the over use of sex in situations I would think both parties would not be up for, portraying men has having to have a certain type of body to be considered beautiful, woman be powerful but still being damals in distress… bla bla I could go on

But! That middle school girl is still me and when Rys first showed up I started crying. Either way this book was a copping mechanism for a little girl going through a tough time.

Anyway, where am I now in my book journey? I want fantasy but I want effortlessly inclusive fiction.

I want books that explore the world and feel real. I want people of all backgrounds and I want to feel like the characters could walk off the page.

I also don’t want it too seem like gay characters were added as a second thought for feel fake because the author was trying to be inclusive.

In my search for such a book I wound up at my local library, looking through the long wall of fiction, only to find they but a little gay flag sticker on books that have gay themes. And when I realized this there were only two books that seemed to exist I started to sigh..

But not hopeless yet I came across a book called FishBowl by Bradley Somer. First the book cover struck me, and it wasn’t fantasy but I thought I may give it a try since what else was I gonna do?

Ima go into detail about some characters I really love, just know if you want some people who are effortlessly themselves and happen to be gay along the way read it, was such a breath of fresh of air in a work that sucks

spoilers ——

Garth Garth Garth Garth 🥹

I can’t tell you enough when I say I have loved a character so much. Normally a character has to have something in common with myself or someone I care about for me to be invested in them

But this character could not be further from me haha

We are introduced to him by the perceptive of another character, and we seem him as a big “scary” construction worker man who the character bumps into

This introduction makes me over look him, because why would there be anything special in him

Then we finally get to see from his perspective, but it’s him talking about a woman who walks past the construction sight with his co worker, and has he looks at her walk it describes how the dress she wears moves with the stretch and twist of her body

In my mind I say gross, I hate men who say they appreciate the beauty of feminine things but really they mean the sexual side of feminine thing 🤮

However as a reader we start to invest in him more when he goes to pick up a package that is hidden from us

We don’t know where it’s from what it could be, all we know is it’s in a small box and he goes through the back to pick it up to suggest he keeps this part of himself quiet, secret, and untouched

At this point I’m curious but still not in love with this character, and technically the rest of his time in the novel doesn’t mean much but this is where I will introduce the super of the apartment building..

He works night and day talking care or the building who feels unnoticed for his efforts by the people who live in the building, he is a hopeless romantic and feels like he can’t be romantic because age or it hasn’t been the chance

He has a moment in the book where he describes how English stifles his romantic flare, that he sounds so undeveloped, rough in English and if someone could hear him in Spanish they would see how smooth and beautiful he can be, which is heartbreaking

I myself feel like an idiot when I try and communicate in the language I’m trying to learn so I can kind of understand but it felt real to hear him think that about himself

Anyway we learn that he loves old romantic movies and songs, he loves dancing and particularly loves the elegant feminine style of clothes

He gets all dazzled up so that when he is down with his last service request he can give himself a night on the town, so he approached the last apartment that is just a leaky sink and he thinks back to an actress who he said had such beautiful ankles (weird it will make sense later)

Now I’m switching back to Garth, he enters his Apartment that he recognizes the faucet is still leaking

Rushed into his room to open his box, and he starts to describe that the shop he frequents is a dress shop who has a special custom seamstress who knows how to make dress that fit him perfectly

He recounts how his body is so masculine, hairy, large, not feminine at all.. he goes on to describe how he is a lover of the art of femininity and when he sees women in dress he wishes to embody that type of beauty as well

In the box is a custom dress and strapy heels, and he comments that his toes are so ugly but his ankles.. his ankles are his best attribute 😩

Are you guys seeing what’s happening here, two people who aren’t even remotely connected, have never even said they were outright fruity

Just lover of romance, of beauty come together in an unlikely place both respecting each others meaning and appreciating there stepping out of their comfort zone

There’s more to the story, the whole book is good but these characters.. THESE CHARACTERS made me giggle squeal and dance

And it was so special because i didn’t get to see there after story, I get to imagine the drive in movie theater dates, the super learning to cook meals for his beauty while the beauty learns to dance with him ✨

Anyway to many more beautiful love stories that don’t fit the binary and are just so much more beautiful for that reason alone

Cheers 🥂 to love found in unlikely places and people being there authentic selfs!

[andtheirmoonlight]

Over a year after this incident, I wanted to tell you more of my "quest" and of how, since I started grumbling about the matter, I've purposefully skimmed over THREE HUNDRED FIFTY M/F ROMANCE NOVELS at random and still haven't found what I was looking for (pls don't redirect me to fanfiction; firstly, I don't even have or want access to ao3, and secondly: this is not what my quest was about... it's a veeery long boring story about literary criticism and romance-novel tropes in mainstream romantic novels and blah-blah whO CAREs). And also of some other related things. But that's depressing. All of that is depressing. So instead, please have:

1) the shmoficial shtatement, regarding the Quest: I accept that I won't find what I'm looking for, I accept my internal reasons why, I give up looking, and I'm doing it all myself. again.

(I'd actually argue that Shmilter is it...but not quite)

2) the favorite (not the best, just the favorite, as usual) bit out of everything I have written this year. Namely, the angrily-metafiction excerpt from the second part of Lawful Status (i.e. Doing It Myself) which is a phone conversation between a teenage girl and her older obsessed-with-het-romance-novels sister who may or may not actually be the anthropomorphized chain of bookstores that only operates in Germany, Austria, and Switzerland. Yes, what they're discussing is what's actually going to happen and will be Extra Real despite how it all sounds like a joke, but I'm limiting myself to a meager five postmodernist rug pulls plot twists.

Please read the excerpt. It's good.

Please wish me luck with this endeavor. I'm tired af, but I need to see it through. Fritz knows why.

Have a good one.

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“They just don’t write romance novels that I like, that’s all,” I said in a tone that came out apologetic. “But I wish someone did.”

“Hmm, maybe I could pull off something you’d like. Honestly, right now I feel like I could pull off a lot of stuff.” Thalia sounded dreamy and distracted. Totally infatuated with someone. “Or maybe it already exists! What’s your poison? Like, which characters are you looking for these days?”

“I guess I’d be fine with a broody, aloof, and mysterious hero, too, if he was also very sweet, kind and caring, but never possessive or jealous. He’s not that tall and doesn’t have bulging muscles, but he’s also strong and super badass and all the bad guys are terrified of him. And he’s bookish and curious about things. And observant and perceptive. Oh, and hot and beautiful and swoon-worthy. And affectionate and emotional and vulnerable and tender. And he doesn’t drink booze. And—”

Thalia interrupted me with a loud guffaw. “Bwahaha! Do-oll! You’re mixing labels! And tropes! Oof I love you-u-u. But yeah, those are contradictory, for the genre and in general. I’m not even sure if a human dude like this could e—Ehhh, who ca-ares. Fiction should be fictional, after all. Okay, and the heroine?”

“The heroine is not a pushover but not pushy either. Tranquil but not meek. She’s a stoikós. And cute. And intelligent and witty. And confident. She never engages in self-deprecation. She’s an extrovert, but not too talkative, because not all extroverts are perpetual chatterboxes. Talkative on occasion. Her family is the best ever. And she’s full of love and caring, too, but not in this feminine motherly way, just in a... caring way. She should also value honesty above all, and be fair and possess a heightened sense of justice.”

“Aww, I love her.” Thalia chuckled. “Don’t these two have any flaws? ‘Cause they sound flawless. Pobody’s Nerfect.”

The characters in Thalia’s favorite books are often presented as perfect, with the authors trying to utilize ‘mild clumsiness’ or ‘a tragic past’ as flaws. 

Oh no. Those aren’t real flaws. 

“Of course! A lot! But it should be unclear at the beginning what their flaws are. These characters should seem perfect to the point where they maybe even appear sanctimonious and preachy, or boring and painfully unrealistic, but there should also be a subtle implication that something isn’t right, something strange twitchi— scraping just underneath the surface like, are they lying? Are they pretending? Is it a facade? When their flaws and shortcomings are revealed much later on, they’d be unexpected ones. It’s like a plot twist. But those flaws would be understandable and maybe even relatable to the reader who by that time would have bonded with those characters. Or maybe in this way the reader who was okay with reading about flawless characters would have learned something valuable about their own flawed perception. You know?”

“Hmmm. Interesting. Okay, so what’s the plot, what happens to those two secretly super-flawed perfect cuties?” 

“Well, they meet, then they go to various peaceful places, talk a lot, discuss life and aspirations, take long walks, eat together, sit by the sea, help each other feel more grounded and not be sad. Also, none of that ‘innocent girl, player guy’ nonsense! Either at the start their past sexual experiences equally match, or they’re both virgins, and it's no big deal.”

“Both? So something from the Sweet Romance category?”

I winced. “No.”

In the past, I’d tried reading a couple of those, because they took place in ‘charming small towns’. ‘Sweet’ romances would always leave me feeling sad and disheartened despite the declared Happily Ever After. First of all: charming, my kó̱los! Compared to our town or even Aigapeze: downright horrifying. No infrastructure, no public transport, no manufacturing, no viable economy, the whole horeca is one Bed & Breakfast and one cafe for the entire town, with everyone congregating in that cafe and drinking only disgusting drip coffee (eew), no one ever gets proper permits for fire pits or town-wide barbecues, every man chucks wood all the time even if there are no chuckable forests nearby, every house creaks, and every background character is either old and uneducated or just old, but they all root for the couple non-stop, as if they never ever have better things to do (well, maybe in that economy they don’t!) or better couples to root for... 

The ‘Sweet’ romances I had read featured a disgustingly possessive buff hero and a meek, helpless and fragile heroine with blonde hair. ‘Sweet’ romances treated sex as shameful and taboo and were often accompanied by another equally depressing label: ‘clean’ — meaning they included no sex scenes — as if the only thing that sex has the potential to be is ‘dirty’. 

‘Sweet’ had seemed like a hypocritical name to me, up until [my therapist brother] Kosta explained that those are written by victims of parental abuse who came from conservative families, likely Resto families, even. Or by single mothers, or by women generally saddled with too many responsibilities when they weren’t ready to take on those responsibilities. Women who are the loneliest of them all and dream of a strong and ‘simple’ man who’d come along and solve each and every one of their problems. 

Kosta said, they are searching for reprieve and rest, for comfort, but because they don’t have any compassion for themselves, because they were taught to believe that the ‘correct’ women should only be meek homemakers, and because they are so sexually repressed and passive, they know no other ways to find this comfort and no other places to look. ‘Not their fault,’ he said. He also said, they haven’t been given a chance to internalize the fact that ‘possessive’ and ‘controlling’ means ‘insecure’ or ‘an abuser in the making’ and not ‘an industrious problem solver’. Real problem-solvers communicate and compromise. 

His explanation made me feel even sadder... In truth, that was how I acquired an aversion to the whole genre.

Although Thalia reads every subgenre, she has never particularly liked ‘sweet’ romances either. Not for the same reasons as me. Mainly just because they aren’t over-the-top and wild enough for her tastes. In short, boring. Her favorites are insane bodice-rippers, with twists and turns and dragons on every page and with prose so purple that it puts sixth-plane lavender to shame. 

“Doll? Are you there?”

“Yeah. Sorry. Got lost in my thoughts... No, I don’t want ‘Sweet’ romance. I want romance that is sweet, but also with smut like, there’s a few hot and steamy sex scenes that include open and direct communication, and he doesn’t treat her like an object, and she doesn’t detest herself, does not see sex as taboo and does not depend on his validation to feel good about her body which is never ‘treacherous’, by the way, and nobody is ashamed of sex, but neither do they sexualize violence and self-hatred. 

“They also don’t want to have children, or don’t plan on having children, not for a decade at least. Or maybe ever. She does not need his approval in order to feel whole, because she’s already whole. He doesn’t need to be saved, and she doesn’t want to save him. Well, maybe a little bit... Not a big thing, though. Something small. For example, he’s looking for assurances about something, and she is an expert on that topic and gives him assurances. Or maybe he helps her realize an important tidbit about herself. But they don’t change or rearrange themselves for one another. They just accept each other as they are and enjoy being together, because together is nicer than alone. 

“There’s no stupid family drama. No jealous bystanders. No ‘Mean Girls’ and no ‘Evil Exes’. No ‘sass’ or bickering. He doesn’t fly off the rails when another guy looks at her, and she doesn’t get jealous of other women either. The two of them don’t get into idiotic fights, or if they do start arguing, they talk it out right away. But most importantly, and I can’t stress this enough, and I mean it, mean it mean it, seriously, this is the most important part: there is NO! Second-act! Break-up!” 

Running out of air, I went silent, mildly surprised by this sudden bout of enthusiasm and the lengthy and ardent description I offered with almost no thinking. Not like I’ve ever been that interested in the genre in the first place? 

I was even reminded of my outburst at Thanas and Florent’s party, although this one wasn’t loud, exasperated, and annoyed-sounding like my ‘setting Florent straight’ (sic, Mom) monologue. 

“Doll, I think the romance novel you’ve just described does not exist,” Thalia said, still chuckling. 

“Well, it should exist.” 

“It really should. And your description kinda reminds me of something... can’t figure out what.” Now Thalia sounded wistful instead of playful. After a short pause, she added louder, “Naaah, I wouldn’t be able to pull this off, not in a believable way. Sorry. I’d get disorientated and also bored if I tried to write something like that. Hate to say it, doll, but there should be a conflict of some sort.” 

“No conflict! Not between them. The rest makes no difference to me, they can do whatever, they can kill people in between meals for all I care,” I said jokingly, “just as long as they do it together and there’s no conflict between the two of them.”

“Hehehe,” huffed Thalia, back to chuckling, “so-o their secret flaw is that they’re homicidal maniacs?” 

“No, because if they were, that would change the genre of the novel. But we’re still talking Romance, right?”

“We sure are. Anyway, what I meant by conflict: a novel needs plot development. They can’t just... be. You know? There should be personal stakes regarding their relationship. Or an obstacle, something standing in the way.” 

“But what if nothing’s standing in the way? What if they just communicate a lot, all of the time, and treat each other with affection and respect, and always operate as a team and have each other’s back, no matter what they do.” 

“Aww. Like Mom and Dad?”

I sighed. “Yes.” 

Thalia also sighed and went silent. I wondered if she wanted to say ‘Mom is a seeress, Korynne’, like I had suspected Kosta would say on Teleftaia Mera, like I believed Theo would say if given a chance or reason (although I’m not so sure now), except maybe Thalia would add something about Dad being the kindest, most allergic-to-conflict person ever who is into being an open book with Mom... 

In the end, Thalia pivoted and said only this: “If there’s no conflict and no second-act break-up, then no one will publish that romance novel and no one will read it.”

“Well, they should.” 

“They should,” she agreed unexpectedly. 

“You really think so? But you wouldn’t read it.”

“I really do. And no, I wouldn’t. ‘Cause, like, where’s the thrill? Maybe only as a sedative.” With this, she yawned, as if even the idea of a romance without drama and dragons was putting her to sleep. “Aaargh. Akh. I wouldn’t, but many others would, you included, which is great, and I’m all for every person finding a book that’s right for them... Look, you’ve mentioned this a few times, so just lemme put something out there. About communication. Or lack thereof, and not like I’m such a big fan of miscommunication as a plot device. It’s okay in moderation, but it often gets damn pathological with how shitty some characters are at talking and being honest. Fantasy-levels of shitty, believability at zero. Makes me wanna punch them, or worse.”

“Worse?”

“Yeah. To leave a book unfinished. ‘Cause in this case I just can’t buy into the characters staying together afterwards. When it’s possible to write anything at all, why choose to write a boring downer in which no one behaves like a real person? Gimme a break, uugh. So yeah, of course that novel you want can be written. Fiction is fiction, and anything can be written. It’s not impossible to write about people who communicate like always-in-order phones. But writing that in a believable way is hard ‘cause real life’s real life. In real life, even if two people tell each other everything that’s on their minds, even if they’re honest and neither of them is posturing, there’s still no guarantee that miscommunication is not gonna happen. Of course, it wouldn’t be caused by them withholding important info on purpose. Not even by their overconfidence or anything. They might simply be speaking different dialects, that’s all. Like, one says their truth, the other hears their own truth, and vice versa. They’d need time to bone up on each other’s thesauri— Thesorosus. Thosauruses? Phrase books! Hehehehe. A-anyway. In real life, our implicit biases are sometimes much stronger than a deliberately shitty intent. Can’t just jump head-first into perfect communication.”

“Can try,” I insisted.

“Can try,” acquiesced Thalia after a beat. “Can definitely try. Also, I bet this process itself can be turned into a plot. Somehow. Hmmm.”

“So you’ll write it after all? The romance that I want?”

“Naaah,” Thalia said again. “Why don’t you write it.”

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on it, sis.

Me: *grumbles again how there aren't any good f/m romances that I would enjoy and 100% not find problematic*

My SO: I know one! :D

Me: just fyi, that prank [where you gush about how you know a good but realistic f/m romance that's decently written and everyone is nice to each other and there's some smut and no conflict, and the guy is great and not toxic but not a macho and there's no 'masculine smell' and washboard abs bullshit — and then when I ask the name, you send me one of mine and cackle for ten minutes] won't fly anymore. I'm IMMUNE.

My SO: Fair enough. I'm sorry. *gets dressed a while later* I'm going to the supermarket for a snack, need anything?

Me: Yes, we're out of yogurt and bread rolls. Thank you so much.

My SO: No problem.

My SO: *comes back in a bit, plants a huge globe eggplant 🍆 on my desk, leaves the room, is cackling*

........I do still find it funny, yes.

It's also funny how gullible I am.

But all kidding aside, I would have really liked the answer to be something else aside from 'you need to write it yourself' (because that's the whole 'joke'/advice, I'm guessing) or 'reread a thing that you've reread ten times before'. Because sometimes I'm so demotivated that I can't write anything at all.

Anyway, I'm making ajapsandali, I suppose.

[yuikomorii]

Can we talk about something that I don’t really get. I’ve been in this fandom for a long time and I really can’t believe the fandom sees Yui as a girly girl.

I’m not saying it as something mean but she’s not like that in the slightest in the games. Not entirely tomboy but not girly either, she’s just a normal person who isn’t a stereotype and that’s what makes her special from other heroines I had seen.

Are people only seeing her as girly because she cooks and wears pink?! So do Reiji and Ruki and Kou wears that color too and that doesn’t make them any less manly. It feels like the fandom only likes their own version of Yui. She’s just an ordinary girl, and whoever does that misses the whole point of her character. She’s not the epitome of beauty nor girly, she’s made to be a normal girl with a f-ing good heart that can heal even the worst of the monsters. I apologize for making this so long, I would love to hear your thoughts admin because you seem one of the few real ones in this fandom and I love your blog ❤️

// Oh, someone finally understands! Thank you so much for your kind words! I'm glad there are people out there who can objectively analyze a character because everything you said there is true! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Yui is not girly, and this has been confirmed numerous times in the games, but there is nothing wrong with that:

Yui was never interested in make-up until she saw how beautiful her Ryōtei Academy classmates were. Although, she abandoned the idea of wearing make-up later. In Kou's MB route, he does her make-up, which she didn’t really like because she believed she looked too different dolled up.

Yui had never tried nail polish before Ruki's DF heaven scenario.

Laito claims that after they started dating, he was surprised to discover that Yui wasn't good at girl stuff at all.

Yui isn’t really fond of elegant clothing; when Cordelia was in her body, she dressed her up in that lovely dark blue dress but Yui described it as “tight and uncomfortable”. The only reason she wore the outfits she did in the games was most likely because they were all pretty baggy and comfortable. Furthermore, not all of them are pink nor pastel-colored.

Her fashion sense is regarded as bad. She got a new dress in VC because the clothes she was wearing were called too "servant-like”.

She was sitting down at a ball when Reiji told her something, so she jumped up excited but almost fell down because she couldn't handle the heels.

She never puts on perfume. In Ayato's CL, she wore it for him, but he noticed her smell and said he preferred her natural one.

I also believe that people frequently confuse being girly with being feminine. Is Yui girly? No, she's not into girl stuff. Is she feminine? Of course, she's the heroine, and she's supposed to represent a girl, so she'd have some traditionally feminine personality traits like generosity, warmth, kindness, and empathy. However, it’s not like she can’t be loud, a klutz or not ladylike:

She’s confirmed to have a very loud voice. When hiding, her voice is every time said to be the loudest, even when she's whispering.

She's clumsy, and she definitely lacks grace (yet I find that cute).

She canonically doesn’t have a very good posture. Reiji and other characters complained about that at some point.

Remember, being feminine doesn’t only mean being quiet, soft-spoken, graceful, wise or chic; it includes a variety of other characteristics, and no one says you have to possess all of them to be considered feminine. 💕

[i-arch-my-backula]

can you do slashers x ftm! reader where the reader is being harassed/hurt for being trans? have a nice day :)

I think all trans people know how it feels to be harassed because of this. I personally like to wear/do feminine things sometimes because well I like to be androdgynus but people constantly get on my ass about it and its like "Bro calm down I'm literally just vibing" you know? I love this idea and I had to write it for you asap. Most of this stuff has also been said to me before. 

Includes: Lester Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, RZ Michael Myers, and Billy Loomis

Warnings: Violence, transphobia, implied murder and murder, religous induced bigotry, censored t slur used in Bo’s and Billy’s section

Lester Sinclair

You're riding with him in his truck after the two of you picked up a woman. You and the woman were having a light conversation when she says "You have such a deep voice for a woman, and such a flat chest. If you want I can give you the number for a plastic surgeon who can help fix that." You cringe at her words.

"Well ma'am I'm man so that won't be needed. I'm fine with the way I look." She frowns.

"Oh well you know you're not actually a man honey. Just because you mutilated yourself with surgeries and hormones doesn't mean you're not a woman. I'll be praying for you." She crosses her arms and moves a bit away from you.

"I'd suggest you don't talk to my boyfriend like that ma'am." Lester says putting a hand on your thigh.

"Oh don't enable this delusion of hers. She's sick in the head because the devil has invaded her mind. I pray you two repent from your wicked ways and find god."

"Ma'am how do you know that my boyfriend isn't a man?" He asks.

"Lester it's fine just let it go." You whisper to him.

"I'm not gonna let this go darlin." He squeezes your thigh and the woman scoffs.

"It's obvious that she's not a man. I mean just look at her." She gestures to you and you look down.

"Well ma'am I can assure you that he is in fact a man and that you shouldn't keep talking this way unless you want to walk to town."

"I'd much rather walk then be in a car full of sinners." Lester turns a corner and stops at the creek that divides the road to town.

"Well you can get out then. I pray that god has mercy on your soul." He looks at the woman with disgust on her face. She scoffs and opens the door.

"I hope you two enjoy hell." She gets out with a huff and you watch as she walks off into town.

"I'm sorry bout that Y/N. Some folks have no manners."

"It's ok Lester, I'm used to it." You look over to him. He's got a look on his face you've never seen him wear before.

"Well darlin I'm not gonna let you put up with that anymore. You're my boyfriend any no one's gonna treat you like that again."

Bo Sinclair

You’re in the shop with Bo waiting for a new patch of people to come into town. He’s busy working on a car and you’re at the counter flipping through a magazine. You hear the door open and in walk two men who look to be in collage. They must be from the city based on how they look. You try to ignore them but you hear one guy whisper to the other something. The aproch the counter and one of them leans on it as you shut the magazine. “Hello fellas how can I help you today?”

“Hey there pretty lady. Our car broke down a few miles back. We need a fan belt and a ride back. Think a beautiful little woman like you can help us?” The one leaning says. You cringe at the flirting. 

“Well Bo can help you with that and I’m sorry to burst your bubble but I’m not a woman.” As you say this Bo walks into the room. 

“I told you she was a t-slur Trent.” The other guy whispers loud enough for you and Bo to hear. 

“Whatever man she’s still got plenty of holes. Doesn’t make me gay.” You exhale deeply and Bo walks over. 

“Well if y’all want help on your car I’d suggest not calling him slurs. I would normally just kick y’all out but I’m feeling nice today. What size fan belt do y’all need?” He asks putting a hand on your back. 

“We need a 15 inch and sorry for uh hurting your woman’s feelings there. I was just stating the facts.” You look up at Bo and his polite smile. He’s good at masking his true feelings. But you know damn well the rage that’s almost bursting out of him. 

“Well I got a shipment of those back at my house. I can grab one for y’all and dive you back.” 

“Thanks man, I’m glad you’re not so up tight about that dumb t-slur shit.” He nods. You know he’s hit his breaking point. 

“Well lets go up to the house then. I’ll be back darlin.” He give you a kiss on the cheek and walks out with boys and you know damn well whats gonna happen. Bo often kills quick, but this time you know he’ll draw it out. Later that night you overheard Vincent and Bo talking. “Well I’m sorry you had to do so much touch up work, they got what was coming to them.”

RZ Michael Myers 

You’ve got yourself in a sticky situation. You’re cornered by a man who has been harassing you non stop once he found out about you being trans. “I told you to leave me the hell alone!” You yell trying to push past him. He shoves you back against the wall in the ally you’re in. 

“I told you, you dumb bitch I don’t like people like you in my town. I gave you time to leave but your dumb cunt of a brain can’t listen.” He punches you right in the eye and you let out a scream. He hits you again on the nose, making blood leak out. “Now I want you gone by next month or else I’ll do a lot worse than this you hear me?” He grabs you by your shoulders and throws you on the ground. Your back hits the ground hard and you let out another cry of pain. “Get the fuck out of my town you dumb bitch.” He spits on your shirt and leaves. You lay there on the ground for ten more minutes, crying and racking your brain about what to do. 

Once you get back home Michael is in the kitchen, sitting at the table staring off at the wall. When he sees you, the dried blood under your nose and the forming black eye he stands up. “Michael I’m fine ok? I just got in a bit of trouble with someone.” You go to the freezer and Michael just stares at you. You often can’t read what he’s trying to say because of his face being covered by a mask. But this time you can see he’s calling bullshit and he’s gonna get the truth sometime soon. You sigh and pull out an ice pack and put it on your swelling eye. “Well there’s been this guy harassing me about leaving town for a good time now and this time he got violent. I swear it’s nothing ok? I’m probably just gonna move a few towns over and I can still find ways to visit you ok?” He huffs and leaves the room. You sight and pray he doesn’t get caught. You know you can’t stop him from whatever he’s going to do. 

The next morning you find Michael has changed out of his usual coveralls and latex mask and is in normal clothes and one of his hand made masks. He does this for a few reasons. Sometimes he needs to get more comfortable, you insist that you wash both of them and he watches you closely as you do it or he’s had a very messy kill and he washes his clothes on his own. You know which one it is. Your suspistion is confirmed when you watch the news that morning to find out the man who’s been harassing you was brutally killed. The news says it was so graphic it has to have been a pack of wild animals or something supernatural. Michael went so overboard on this man just because of what he did to you. 

“You didn’t have to do that.” You tell him turning off the news. 

‘You’re mine. No one hurts you.’ 

He signs. You nod and take a deep breath. He really must love you to butcher him like that. 

Billy Loomis

You’re changing in the locker room after gym and you hear faint whispers behind you. There’s always talk about you and how you “don’t belong in here” and that “you’re just a girl” but you ignore it the best you can. But today it went above and beyond. 

“Hey Drew isn’t there a no t-slur policy in this town?”

“Yeah there is. I heard that whenever a t-slur moves here they wind up getting their mental illness beat out of them or wind up dead. Real shame too girl t-slurs are the best in bed cause they give it up so easy.” You look over at them and bite the inside of you cheek. The snicker as you look back at your locker. A few days later when you’re getting changed again you find what you bind with is missing from you locker. You know who stole it and now you’re stuck with your chest being prominant for the rest of the day. 

Billy knows something is up but when he asks about it you deny anything is wrong, not wanting him to get involved with it. But that too fails when one day while you’re out with Billy holding hands those two boys see the two of you and have to comment on it. “Hey Y/N I thought you said you’re gay.” One of them says. 

“I am actually.” 

“Then how come your on a date with Loomis? Last time I checked for a girl to be gay they have to date another girl.” The other boy says. 

“How about you beat it.” Billy says wrapping and arm around you. 

“Oh is it not our turn to fuck the t-slur? You know all of them are sluts who give it up to anyone right Billy? You deserve something better than this cheap t-slur.” 

“I said beat it. I don’t wanna get violent.” He says. The boys chuckle and leave again. Later that night you call Billy to come over. 

“I’m sorry honey I’ve got something I have to take care of with Stu tonight. I promise I’ll pick you up tomorrow alright?” 

“Ok Billy, have fun.” But when the next day does come you find out that those two boys were found gutted and brutally beaten to death. You know it was Billy and when you ask him about it he smirks. 

“ I didn’t do anything Y/N. But I mean they had it coming to them ya know?”