#slightly masc of center

[cleromancy]

any time i see you morons talking about "let cassie have long hair 😤" im just gonna start misunderstanding you on purpose like oh youre RIGJT, butches can have long hair too, bring back her softball dyke era

[pjharvey-moved]

im not really butch i barely even consider myself masc a lot of the time im more like if a twink was a lesbian and i think kstew is the same way i know shes bisexual not a lesbian but she is a dyke so

[couriernewvegas]

reminds me of when a few weeks ago one of the ppl i work for wanted to take a walk and when i was like i have loafers on she was like dw i have sneakers u can borrow what size are u and when i said … somewhere between 6 and 7 depending on brand .. she was like YOU ? no way YOURE a size 6 or 7 🤨

[comet-forgot-you]

walk with me here, college popular girl amber + quiet masc-ish reader who she takes an interest in. teasing and flirting and Ummmm maybe reader first kiss and first time with amber being super sweet and teaching reader how to touch her .. In the backseat of a car maybe. yeah i’m going insane

im also going insane thank you!!!!

smut. 18+ pls.

do not repost for any reason.

amber noticing you around campus, never able yo talk to you because she’s always with someone. she wants to talk to you so bad, you had her attention and you didnt even know it. it wasn’t until the second semester that she was able to finally talk to you. she saw you in her psych class, one free chair beside you and she took it despite the row in front of you being completely empty.

she wouldn’t know how to talk to you at first, secretly hoping you would talk to her first, but you don’t. you hardly look at her and it makes her so mad. two weeks into the semester and she finally talks to you.

“hey, i like your shirt.” of course she does, its a stab shirt. you glance down at it, forgetting what shirt you were wearing the moment the compliment falls from her lips.

“thank you,” you reply quietly, a faint blush creeping up on your cheeks.

“you’re cute,” she mumbles, turning her attention to the professor as he begins the lecture.

that cycle continues until amber finally gets your number, and then she’s sending you flirty texts, only to tease you about it later in class. then you surprise her when you make the first move, asking her out on a date.

she agrees almost immediately, saying something along the lines of “ive been waiting for you to ask.” it makes your cheeks heat up as you look away from her.

one date turns into another, the two of you are walking around a park in the middle of the night, asking each other questions. the two of you end up underneath a streetlight and amber stops walking, standing in front of you. she wraps her arms around your neck, head tilting slightly as she looks between your eyes and lips.

“have you ever kissed anyone?” your cheeks flush, you hadn’t, and you were slightly embarrassed about it. you consider lying to her, but something about the way she looks at you has you muttering out the truth.

“no.”

amber smiles, leaning in closer to you. “can i kiss you?” your hands find their place on her hips and you swallow thickly, nodding slightly. she smiles, leaning in to press a kiss against your lips.

her lips are soft, her arms tightening as she pulls you closer into her. your grip on her hips tighten slightly. she pulls away and you cant help but smile. the next day your asking her to be your girlfriend, and she teases you, “i thought i was gonna have to ask.”

weeks later, the two of you are driving around in her car, talking about anything and everything. she pulls into an empty parking lot, telling you how tired she was of driving. you offered to switch with her, but she’s quick to shut it down, you two dont have to drive around.

next thing you know shes leaning over the center console, kissing you like she needs you. and she does. she crawls into your lap, holding your face in her hands as she kisses you hungrily. “need you so bad,” she whispers against your lips. “do you know how hard it is seeing you look so good and having to keep myself from pouncing on you? i need you so bad, baby.” you swallow thickly at her confession.

“i don’t.. i’ve never..”

“i’ll teach you, promise.”

“what if im not good?”

“you’ll never know until your try.” you swallow thickly, amber takes your hand, massaging your palm with her thumb. “do you want to try?”

you nod, “yes,” its a weak answer, but its all amber needs before she’s guiding your hand to her clothed cunt. you cup it and amber rolls her hips against your hand.

she moves to undo her pants but you’re quick to shoo them away, wanting to do it on your own. you slip your hand into her underwear, feeling just how wet she was. you exhale shakily, “fuck.”

amber grabs your wrist, pushing your hand further into her pants. you spread her sticky folds, running your fingers through her wetness. amber hisses. you prod at her entrance and amber’s holding back a whimper that threatens to escape.

“use one at first,” she whispers. you do as she says, pushing one finger into her cunt. your movements are slow as you pump in and out of her. you curl your finger and amber lets out a moan. “another.” you sink another finger into her cunt, slowly pumping in and out of her. “good girl,” she whispers.

you shudder at the praise, you bury your head into her neck, nipping at the skin. her grip on your wrist tightens as your palm grazes her puffy clit. “faster.”

you pick up your pace, curling your fingers every few strokes, amber moans. “like that?” you whisper out, searching for her approval. amber hisses, bringing her bottom lip between her teeth.

“fuck,” she breathes out, “yeah, yes. just like that, baby.” she rolls her hips against your palm, giving her clit the much needed attention. “doing so good, fuck,” she moans out.

her walls squeeze your fingers, is that a good thing? you ignore it, picking your pace up slightly. the sudden change has amber moaning loudly, “fuck!” it takes you by surprise, you pull away from her neck to watch her every reaction. her bottom lip is taken between her lips, you bring your free hand up to tug it out of it’s confines.

her cheeks are flushed, her tongue darts across her lips to wet them. you curl your fingers and amber’s moaning again, head falling back slightly. “yeah, just like that, baby. don’t stop, please,” she begs, her orgasm so close.

when she cums, her head falls against your own, your hot breaths mixing with each other. “fuck, you sure that was your first time? you did so good, baby,” she mumbles, her hips still rolling against your palm.

“thank you,” you mumble out and amber laughs, your cheeks flushing.

“you’re welcome.”

[cas-writes-genshin-stuff]

Their Pet (Smut Only)

FULL VERS (hey if you wanna read the buildup which has a lot of good teasing, i think you’d like the full version :] )

f!/nb! reader x Raiden Ei x Yae Miko

sub! reader / switch! Ei / switch Miko (no use of y/n) MDNI, Men DNI

basically, you get dommed by Ei and Miko (the reader is a munch and eats Ei out / Miko riding you / Ei using the strap on you)

CONTENT: (this is a repost with the smut only, because i realized that it was so long my bad)

Word Count: about 5000

AFAB nonbinary reader, uses they/them pronouns (mostly androgynous, but slightly masc leaning)

reader is an Inu / Dog Youkai like Miko (has ears, no tail)

smut (sad!sm/masoch!sm) (biting) (marking) (choking) (begging)(voyeur!sm) (oral) (straps) (riding) (masturbat!on) (safewords) (mention of collars) (mild overstim) (degradation) (praise) (denial) (aftercare)

(not really proofread, sorry. and also reposted because tumblr wasn't showing it under tags)

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The entire bottle of sake was gone by the time you all got up to return to Miko's room. You had drank about half but you were only buzzed, not tipsy, or drunk. Unfortunately, it took a lot more to get a Youkai drunk. Miko told you to grab a pitcher of water and cups to bring back to her room, Ei opened the door for you, and you placed the water on the side table.

As soon as that door closed, they both pounced on you. Ei grabbed you by the front of your shirt collar pulling your face to hers, tilting your head up. Even without them wearing heels, they were still much taller than you. Miko wrapped her arms around your waist and started to pepper kisses along the side of your neck.

"You're so fun to toy with, little one" Miko's warm breath wafted over the skin on your neck, and then you felt her bite down on you, enough to hurt, but not to draw blood making you whine into Ei's mouth.

Ei pulled away with a gentle bite to your lip and let go of your shirt. You felt Miko pull your shirt to the side, exposing your shoulder. "Miko.." She kissed your shoulder and pressed her body against you before biting down hard. You felt her sharp canines sink into you, pulling a cry from your throat. "Ah!"

Ei slipped her pants off and sat on the edge of the bed "Does the pain feel good?"

Miko licked the wound she inflicted on you. "Y-yes," You groaned eyes closed as you succumbed to their will.

"Take your shirt off" Ei commanded. Miko left a soothing kiss against your shoulder, before letting go of you to sit next to Ei on the bed, her hand placed on Ei's thigh. You quickly pulled your shirt off and tossed it onto the ground leaving you only in your boxers. "Good pet, come here"

You fell to your knees once more before the both of them. Miko cupped Ei's face grabbing the archon's attention. "I want a kiss too, Ei" They both gave you another glance before giving you a show. Miko pulled Ei to her lips with one hand as the other drifted up her thigh.

You watched them, hoping they would let you join in quicker. Miko's hand eventually pressed against Ei's center and let out a quiet noise. You kept your eyes trained on her hand that now moved to the top of Ei's underwear slipping beneath, touching her clit directly. Ei gasped and moaned breaking the kiss.

The bite on your shoulder felt warm and the scene unfolding before you made that dull ache between your legs grow more uncomfortable. The sounds Ei made, went straight to your clit.

Miko pushed Ei's head to rest on her shoulder as she touched her, then took her hand to lift Ei's shirt so you could have a better view. Miko saw the pleading look you had and smirked when you squeezed your thighs together trying to get a little relief.

"Miko, Miko, please" Ei moaned out.

The kitsune teased "Please what, Ei?"

"Inside, I want your fingers inside," Ei said breathing heavily. Miko did as she asked and slid her fingers inside Ei, curling them against her G-spot making Ei moan a bit louder. "Fuck-"

"Oh, Ei, what would people think if they heard such a word come out of their god's mouth?" Ei didn't respond verbally, but she spread her legs wider. Miko looked back at you. "Mm, so good for me" You weren't exactly sure if those words were for Ei or for you.

In your head, you were wishing that Miko was touching you, or that you were giving Ei the pleasure. Either way, you were the puppy silently begging at their feet to join in.

As Ei drew closer to her orgasm, her moans and breathing got more erratic, and she gripped Miko's shirt. "Ah- fuck Miko, Miko, Miko." Ei's voice got loud as she was on the edge, about to tip over. You let out an audible whine and Miko smirked. Right before Ei came crashing over, Miko stopped and slipped her hand out. "W-why did you stop?"

Miko moved behind Ei, supporting her so she would stay upright, then pulled Ei's panties to the side "Come closer, puppy" You moved between Ei's legs. "Please your goddess"

You wasted no time to press your tongue against Ei's clit, "Oh, my-" One of Ei's hands gripped the sheets of the bed and her head fell back against Miko. You lapped at her pussy eagerly, trying to build her orgasm again, you liked watching how she was coming undone.

When you sucked on the sensitive bud, Ei's other hand went to grip your hair, pushing your head closer "Harder, please" You obliged, of course, earning more moans from your god.

You decided to slide your fingers through Ei's wetness before sinking two fingers inside like Miko did and Ei moaned out loudly, as she tightened her grip on your hair. The pain from the pulling made you audibly whine into her pussy. "Look at them, they're having so much fun pleasing you Ei" Miko said into her ear. Ei looked down at you, eyes half-lidded, and her face was blissed out. "Are they making you feel good?"

"Yes, fuck- yes. Don't stop" Ei's voice was shaky. You wouldn't dare to stop, not now, not while she was writhing and moaning at your hands. Ei started to arch her back, pushing her hips into your face, so you kept your fingers and tongue at a steady pace. "M close!" She threw her head back again.

Miko nipped at her ear "It's okay Ei, come for us" Ei's body went taut as her orgasm ravaged through her body, moaning out your name and Miko's name. You kept at it while she rode through her orgasm. "Good girl" Miko praised her lover. You slowed your movements as Ei's back and thighs relaxed, and she let go of your hair. As you removed your fingers you kissed her clit and Ei let out a small whine. Miko fixed her underwear and kissed Ei's forehead. Then looked back at you, while you licked off the fingers that were once inside Ei, and wiped off your face.

While Ei was recovering from her high, you rested your head against her lap and the hand that gripped you now slowly pet your head. "Did I do a good job?" You asked, although you knew you did exceptionally well, you wanted to hear the praise again.

"So good, baby," Ei said as she ruffled your hair a little more.

After a couple of minutes, Ei finally sat up and you moved off her lap so she could stand. Ei then turned to look at Miko "It's your turn now love, take your pants and underwear off" Ei said and leaned down to kiss Miko quickly.

Miko moved closer to the edge of the bed, while Ei rummaged around in a drawer. "You look like you enjoyed yourself,"

"Mhm" You nodded, you definitely wanted to do that again. She made a come hither motion with her finger and you moved up so she could kiss you. Miko could taste Ei on your lips.

After breaking the kiss she asked, "Do you wanna take these off for me?" She lifted her shirt and you hooked your fingers underneath the hem of her pants and underwear, pulling them off in one motion, and throwing them to the side. You could see how wet Miko had gotten, your mouth watered at the prospect of pleasing Miko with your mouth.

Ei had taken out two harnesses, and she left one on the bedside drawer but walked back over to you with the other harness in hand. "Take those off, and put this on" Ei helped you up and handed you the strap. "How are your knees feeling, love?"

Your knees ached a little from being on them for a while. "A little sore, but they're okay"

"Okay, then we'll do something a little different first" You gave her a bit of a sideways look, wondering what she meant. You were a little hesitant to take your boxers off but did so anyway, adjusting the strap to your hips, while Ei decided to take Miko's shirt off too. Part of you relaxed knowing you wouldn't be the only one completely naked.

"Okay, now just lay down and wait a little longer," Ei said to you. You crawled onto the bed and laid down in the center comfortably. "Miko, kneel on the bed for me. Face them." Ei instructed her lover as she went to take off Miko's earrings, without something to weigh them down, Miko's ears lifted.

"Now what?" Miko asked.

Ei took Miko's right hand and guided it between her legs. "Touch yourself for me."

"Wh-" Miko was about to say something, but Ei raised an eyebrow and she stopped. It was a rare sight to see Miko act hesitantly like that, and you enjoyed every second of it. She only acted like that when Ei was in control. "Okay"

You watched Ei move behind the kitsune. Miko spread her legs wider and started circling her clit. Her hips bucked a little bit into her hand, and as soon as the little moans escaped her throat, Miko covered her mouth.

"Now, now, none of that Miko. I want to hear you" Ei teased while moving Miko's hand placing it in front of her, palm against the sheets. Miko tried giving her best glare but it only made Ei chuckle. "Faster now,"

Miko changed her movement from circling her clit to thrumming against it sideways, she tried keeping quiet, but loud moans still made it through.

Ei's left hand reached around Miko to play with her nipples. "Good girl, Miko" Ei rested her chin on Miko's shoulder and continued to toy with her. "Is it embarrassing to touch yourself in front of us?"

"F-fuck you," Miko tried to retort.

Ei just hummed and pinched her nipple hard, causing Miko to yelp "That's not very nice Miko. Try again" You watched Miko's hand move faster, some of her wetness was dripping down her thighs.

"Ye- yes" Miko's voice faltered and her ears drooped down.

Ei moved her right hand down between Miko's legs, fingers placed at her entrance. "Yes, what?"

Miko didn't answer right away, moans getting in the way of her words "Yes, it's embarrassing"

"See, was that so hard?" Ei rewarded her by pushing her fingers inside Miko.

Miko clenched her fist around the sheets. "Shit- ah. Ei!" Miko got a lot louder than Ei did earlier. God, you loved watching Miko get the same treatment she gave everyone else.

Ei egged her on "Oh my, you're so loud now, are you close already?" Ei's fingers moved faster.

"Yes! Ei, p-please keep going!" Miko's legs were trembling already.

Ei pulled her fingers out and had this devilish smirk on her. "Mm, not so fast, love" She took the hand that was toying with Miko's chest to pull Miko's hand away from her clit.

She was panting "Ei," She whined out her name "That's not- that's not fair"

"Patience, Miko. In due time, love" Ei's voice was sultry in her ear. Miko just let out a frustrated groan. Ei showed Miko the fingers that were inside her just a second ago, then pressed them against her lips. Miko opened her mouth and licked Ei's fingers clean while avoiding eye contact with you "I want you to come riding them"

Ei looked at you and pointed at a bottle that you presumed had lube in it. You grabbed it a little uncertainly, but Ei nodded, so you spilled some onto the toy and used your hand to spread it over evenly.

Ei pulled her fingers out of Miko's mouth. "Come on, Miko. They're waiting" Ei chose a slightly bigger toy than normal and Miko looked back at Ei hesitating momentarily.

Miko moved to you and positioned herself over your hips, still avoiding direct eye contact with you. You held the toy by the base, to help guide it in. "It's okay, Miko" You tried to make her feel a bit better. She finally looked you in the eyes but only to glare. But you just gave her a sheepish grin.

Miko finally started to let her hips move down and let out a deep breath as the tip slid in. When the toy was about halfway in, Miko whined at how big it was and paused. Ei moved behind her again, and kissed her shoulder blade "It's okay, you can do it Miko" Ei comforted her familiar, her hands carressing Miko's waist.

You proceeded to rest your hands on either side of Miko's waist "Fucking god-" Miko's eyes were shut tight, holding her breath You felt your stomach flutter each time Miko gasped as she sank a little further down.

You watched intently as Miko took the last few centimeters, seeing the toy completely inside your hips now flush against each other. You rubbed soothing circles with your thumb into her hip. Miko's weight pressed the harness into your clit, you were a lot more sensitive than you thought. She took a minute to adjust to the size before trying to move.

"Take it slow," Ei was trying to soothe Miko from the pain of stretching around the strap with kisses across her shoulder and back.

Miko hissed back "I know" She started to grind against the strap and repeated again but softer "I-I know" You were resisting the urge to thrust up into her, but the friction of her grinding against you made it hard to resist.

As Miko started to rock her hips faster, it brought some relief to the throbbing ache in your clit and you started to breathe heavily in and out of your mouth. Miko's movements transitioned slowly from grinding to moving up and down your strap, her panting turning into lewd moans.

You didn't want to thrust into her and accidentally hurt her so you opted to beg instead. "Miko, please go faster" your voice was breathy.

Miko leaned her upper body forward, placing her hands on either side of your head on the pillow, supporting herself to stay upright. "God, you're so fucking needy" Her tone was condescending but her voice was shaky and filled with pleasure.

Miko started to bounce on the toy faster, and you groaned still wanting more friction against your core, the urge to move your hips in rhythm with hers was unbearable. So you just tightened the grip you had on her hips. You could feel the wetness of your pussy leaking down onto the sheets.

You kept flicking your eyes from Miko's blissed-out face to the wet, obscene sounds of her pussy getting fucked. When she was moving at a quick speed, you couldn't help but slam her hips down to the hilt of your strap. Ei reveled in watching her two needy playthings desperately seek out more pleasure

"Fuck-!" Miko cried out your name. "More" She choked out. You started to push your hips into her, hands still firmly holding Miko's waist. When Miko would slide down, you would thrust up into her roughly, you couldn't stop the sounds from your throat now.

"A-am I going too rough?" You asked tentatively.

Miko growled "No, shit- it's good" Her sentence was barely coherent, and she placed one of her palms against your chest harshly, the weight of her leaning on you was her way of showing she was still in control of you. "Now, shut it and keep going"

You and Miko were so absorbed in the pleasure of one another, that neither of you noticed when Ei got up from the bed to put on the other harness.

Miko closed her eyes "Baby, you're so good. So so good" she said as she approached her orgasm. You were ashamed to admit it but, you had the same tension built just from her riding you.

The pressure of her hand made it a tad hard to breathe "Ah-Miko- I think I'm close" Fucking your hips into Miko wasn't just about her pleasure anymore, you were selfishly doing anything that gave your sensitive bud more pleasure.

Miko's breathing and sounds became more inconsistent. You wanted her to look at you while she came "Wait, Miko, l-look at me," You tried to keep your pace so Miko could finish first, but every inch of your body felt like it was on fire, and with your clit throbbing, you could barely hold on.

She opened her eyes half-lidded. Her sharp nails dug into the pillow, and then she suddenly let out a sharp cry. Sobbing out your name over and over. You didn't last much longer, seconds after Miko tipped over the edge, you felt the heat in your body explode like a firework. The both of you were just whining and chanting the other's name.

Miko let herself fall forward your lips crashing together, moaning into your mouth as you both rode out together. Your orgasm lasted a little longer than normal, you were still bucking your hips into Miko after her orgasm had already ended. She pulled away from your lips "Wait calm down I'm sensitive!" She told you.

You finally rested your hips down against the bed, and Miko collapsed on top of you, strap still inside her. You wrapped your arms around Miko hugging her, your heart was still rapidly beating.

The bed dipped as Ei went to sit next to you both again, she was rubbing Miko's back "You are both so amusing when you're needy" Ei let you have a long moment to recuperate.

Miko sat up carefully, and slowly raised her hips up and off the toy, you were prideful when you saw the entire toy and the front of the harness drenched. Miko then moved to lie next to you, partially slumped against the headboard, after all, riding you tired her out a great deal.

You refocused your attention on Ei, who was now wearing the other strap she had put aside earlier. "Are you up for round two, baby? We don't need to if you're too tired already, but I'd like to give you attention too." You still felt the post-high throbbing in your legs and clit.

"No, no, I'm okay. I want to" You sat up and before you could start loosening the straps of the harness, Ei was already doing it for you, pulling it off you, and setting it aside.

"You're such a good pet, pleasing us" Ei loved to praise when she could. "Sweet puppy, was so patient waiting for your turn" You looked to the side timidly, and Ei placed her hand under your chin, making you look her in the eyes and repeated "You did so good" Her words made you putty in her hands.

"On all fours, over Miko" You moved, to the position Ei told you. Miko's legs separated your knees, and you put your forearms down against the bed.

"Hello, again little one" Miko had already regained her composure after riding you. You sunk your head down to give Miko a quick kiss. "Still need more hm, you're insatiable sometimes"

"I would've been okay with just pleasing you both. I have fun doing that too. And I did already come" You replied. You couldn't see, but you felt Ei shifting behind you.

Miko chuckled "How generous of you. So you call grinding into me wildly just for me?"

"I-" She got you there "It felt good"

Ei interrupted Miko's teasing "Do you need my fingers first?" She ran a finger through your slit, surprising you.

"No, I'm okay I think," You said weakly.

"Excited aren't you" Ei placed her hands on your hips and let the strap move through your wetness. The toy grazed over your clit and you let out a needy whine. Miko just smirked at your reactions, and you shut your eyes.

She positioned herself at the entrance of your cunt and Ei pushed the tip in slowly, and you breathed deeply. "Gentle please, I just came" Ei let a quiet laugh slip out, as she pushed deeper inside, feeling it stretching your walls.

When it pressed against your G-spot you gasped and followed it with a groan. By the time Ei was completely inside, you felt full. It wasn't the biggest thing you've taken, but it still made your arousal drip down your thighs. "Are you okay?" Initially, Ei was always careful when using the strap, and let you get used to it inside. But you just wanted her to start moving already.

"Yes" You replied, and Ei took this as her cue to move. She pulled back and pushed in slowly. Fuck, you asked for her to go gentle but now you just wanted her to take you. She continued pulling in and out at a slow and steady pace for a minute, and then you begged "Ei, faster" Your voice was barely above a whisper.

Ei started to go faster for you, and your quiet sounds turned into loud moans filled with pleasure. Since your eyes were closed you didn't notice when Miko moved her hand until you felt her circle your clit. "Ah!" you cried, the sound seemed to echo through the room. You shot your eyes open to see Miko's devilish smirk under you.

You involuntarily moved your hips forward so Miko would press your clit harder, but Ei pulled your hips back "No moving little one". Miko smacked your clit lightly and you yelped, knowing that you would buck your hips once more. Ei slapped your ass making you yelp again, and pulled your hips back "I said stay still, baby"

You were stuck between wanting to push your hips back into Ei to make her go harder and wanting to grind against Miko's hand, but you tried your hardest to listen and not move. "Ha- harder" You begged again.

"Oh? I thought you said you wanted it gentle today" Ei put more power behind her movements, and your moans got higher and became more frequent. "Needy puppy, I guess it can't be helped." Every time the toy hit that spot inside you, every stroke against your clit sent waves of pleasure throughout your body. The closer you got to your second orgasm, the louder you were.

Miko taunted you "Try to quiet down little one, you don't want everyone to hear you" After saying that she rubbed your clit faster, in all honesty, part of Miko wanted you to embarrass yourself like that.

You let your upper half fall into Miko but kept your hips still, resting your head between the crook of Miko's neck, your back now arched. You pressed your mouth against her shoulder, trying to muffle your increasing volume. Miko took this opportunity to bite around the same spot she did earlier, but without breaking your skin open like last time.

Ei placed a hand in the middle of your arched back "Poor puppy, is it too much?" her tone wasn't remorseful at all, but the fake sympathy fueled the fire and you pushed your hips back into Ei, thankfully she allowed it, but she went ahead and started pounding your cunt harder.

Each sensation and each word said to tease you built that tension inside you, like a rubberband about to snap. You moved your head to uncover your mouth "Ah- shit, I-" You couldn't articulate a single sentence, let alone enunciate a word without a moan breaking it up.

"Pathetic pet can't speak, try again" Ei ridiculed.

You finally screamed out "Close!"

Ei stayed consistent with her movements, but the moment Miko thrummed her fingers faster against your clit, it sent you over the edge. In an instant, the heat in your core and stomach snapped, and white-hot pleasure coursed through your body like electricity. you balled your fists and your body shook as you screamed into Miko's shoulder.

Neither of them slowed their movements, trying to prolong your orgasm as long as possible. They only relented when you started to quiet down, once it was all over Miko withdrew her hand from your center.

Ei didn't move and she was still inside you "You okay there little one?" She heard a small 'Mhm' from you. "Okay then, I'm gonna pull out, alright?" You whined, the movement was overstimulating but Ei was just as gentle and careful pulling out as when she first entered you.

After Ei was completely out and moved away to take the harness off, you let the rest of your body collapse on Miko, your entire body pressed against her felt nice. Miko could feel the thumping of your heart "I can feel your heart racing out of your chest" She laughed a bit.

Your mind was hazy, but you could finally speak between deep breaths "I'm so tired"

Ei returned sitting on the left of Miko "I know, I know" Ei scratched gently behind your ear.

You lay there for a couple of minutes before your mind came back to you, "Oh my god, it's so hot" You finally acknowledged your body screaming to get cooled off and you rolled off Miko, laying next to her right on your back.

"I know, your body feels like a furnace" Miko complained and sat up and touched your forehead. You sluggishly moved to sit upright as well and stretched.

"Let's go rinse off together then" Ei suggested. You swung your legs off the bed, limbs feeling like jello, and followed Ei to the bathroom. Ei stripped off her t-shirt and underwear while Miko moved behind Ei to undo her braid.

You pulled the shower curtain open, stepped in, and then turned the knob of the shower, the cold water beating down against your skin and your head cooled you down quickly.

After a minute you turned the shower warmer for both of them and had already put soap in your hair. Miko stepped in, and Ei followed seconds after. You rinsed out the suds in your hair and shuffled past them so they could rinse off too. "It seems like I should get a bigger shower installed," Miko said facing toward the showerhead while washing up. "Perhaps, if you'd permit me to sell entrance tickets to the shrine, I could renovate"

"Honestly, Miko. You're still on about that?" Ei chided.

Miko then turned her back to the showerhead, letting the water wash out the soap. "It was merely a suggestion" You snickered at the conversation and chose to step out and then Miko stepped out with you. Ei took longer in the shower since her hair was so long.

Miko grabbed one of the towels on the counter and unfolded it. As you were about to grab one, Miko tossed the towel over your head and tousled your hair to dry it. "Hey! What're you doing?!"

"Drying you off, obviously"

The sound of the cloth rubbing against your ears wasn't really enjoyable "Miko, mind the ears!" Ei poked her head out of the shower to see what was going on and chuckled.

She pulled the towel off your head and your hair was all puffed up "All done" Miko had a cheeky grin and handed you the towel she used on you.

"Was that really necessary?" You grumbled and patted your body dry.

Miko took another towel and dried her hair, carefully avoiding her ears "I think so"

Ei shut off the shower and Miko handed her the last towel. You had wrapped the towel around your hips and fixed your hair with a comb in the mirror.

"What if I dry your hair off like that?" Ei asked and patted the middle of Miko's damp hair.

Miko turned on her heel and grabbed Ei's wrist. "Don't even think about it" - You all redressed in clean clothes, Ei and Miko were wearing just underwear and shirts, but you wore only your boxers, for you it was more comfortable to sleep that way.

"I'll be right back, I need to grab something before we sleep. Don't lay down yet" Miko told you before exiting the room, leaving the door open.

Ei took the pitcher of water you brought earlier and poured water into the cups, handing you one. "Thanks, Ei" You graciously took it and sat on the bed waiting for Miko to return.

"Did you enjoy everything we did tonight? I wasn't too rough with you, right?" Ei asked a bit sheepishly as she sat next to you.

You gave her a big grin "Of course I did Ei" You drank some water before talking again "I'd let you know if I didn't like anything," you paused again looking down into your cup. "Uh, you could be rougher if you wanted, I don't mind" You felt your face warm up saying that last part.

Ei noted out loud "I'll keep that in mind for next time then" and then drank her water too. "I'm just... troubled about the idea of hurting someone"

Miko walked back into the room holding a small jar. "Ei, there's a safeword for a reason" Apparently, Miko heard the last part of Ei's worrying from down the hall. "And before you ask, I have no complaints about tonight, have some more confidence in what you here" Ei nodded.

Miko stood directly in front of you and twisted the jar open. "What's that?" You asked, tilting your head to the side, as she dipped her finger in the jar.

"It's just some ointment for your shoulder" Miko lightly applied the cream onto the bite mark. "This jar is for you to keep since you seem to always be scraped up somewhere"

"This one was your fault though" You kidded.

"Hmm, I remember you saying that you liked it" Miko shot back and leaned down to apply some more of the ointment onto the scrape you got earlier.

"Thanks for giving me that, I'll keep it in my bag. It's really sweet of you"

"Don't mention it" Miko twisted the cap back onto the jar and placed it near your stuff.

-

Ei got comfortable under the sheets first, Miko cozied up to Ei on her left, resting her head on Ei's chest and Ei wrapped her arm around Miko. You went to dim the lights, and then Ei lifted the covers for you to get in, then nuzzled your face into Ei's upper arm.

"Sleep well you two" Ei told you both softly

(y’all want a part two?)

[stillaclownlol]

Lgbtqia+ hcs because I don't know if I'm gonna make it till June lmao (or, if I'm gonna live after it since I'm planning on wearing my flags In public 🤡)

Tw for csa mentions (because why don't I keep projecting huh)

Ashlyn Banner

-She/Her but in a "never thought about pronouns her entire life" kinda way. Doesn't mind they/them. She likes dressing masc/feeling masc, but doesn't really like being "perceived" as masc. Like...masc on her own time lmao. (I'm projecting so hard rn). "Gender neutral" kinda- like agender- but like in a "I don't care about my gender at all I just am more used to the gender they assigned me at birth"

-Demi rose 🌹 I'm also projecting here. Takes her a while to come into her feelings, but maybe that's the "never had friends ever" coming through.

Aiden Clark

-he/him but like he won't care if you use smth else for him lol. Cis gnc kinda guy eyyyyy (better in heels than ashlyn)

-unlabeled and that's how he likes it, nobody's business who he likes kissing lol. I feel like he's kissed a guy before just to try it. On the aro-allo spectrum ngl.

Ben Clark

-He/Him, is fine with They/Them. Honestly likes getting called She/Her too but she's been pretty shy about mentioning it :") Taylor likes doing her makeup if they're having a "femme-day". Settled on genderfluid/genderflux after a while.

-Greyromantic Caedsexual (Ace). Shane was part of a group of slightly older kids, and when he was getting bullied Shane and some other kids sexually assaulted him multiple times...technically was a queer assault since Ben was seen as a sissy because his personality and hobbies were "feminine", and this was to goad him into having a physical reaction :/

Taylor Hernández

(Ngl I'm so annoyed there's not more colors but whatever)

-She/Her and They/Them, identified as cis for a long time since it was what they knew, but once she learned more about it she experimented with her gender a lot more, they identified as non-binary for a while before moving to paragirl.

-Pan to aro/ace pipeline because I'm projecting :) she didn't really handle it well at the beginning, but Ben, Ash and Aiden are all also a-spec so she had a lot of support ^_^ They felt "invalid" because of the csa they went through when they were younger and they thought it was more like a trauma response than their actual sexuality. After talking with Ben about it tho she understood that even if they were related that didn't make her any less valid.

Tyler Hernández

-He/Him cis guy I'm sorry/lh

-was kinda annoying about queer people because actually being raised as a Catholic Mexican boy makes you kinda weird (IM SORRY THIS IS JUST FROM PERSONAL EXPERIENCE) BUT he gets better I promise

-Bisexual boyfailure and took him crushing on Logan to accept it 🤡

Logan Fields

-He/Him and a bit of a stickler about it because he gets misgendered rather frequently (less as he got older but still), doesn't mind getting called gendered terms tho (Taylor calls him "sis", and he calls himself an "Astrology girl")

-intersex, found out when he was 15ish since his puberty had been delayed, and he's really insecure about it...🙃 he was assigned male at birth so he wouldn't say he's trans, but his experiences overlap a fair bit. Takes testorone and medication because he has low electrolytes. I could write a whole essay here but I have to go soon 😭

-Gay :> He realized pretty quickly but he's intensely scared of people finding out, has only told his grandparents. They took it very well ^_^ His grandpa has some gay friends so sometimes Logan goes to the senior center to talk with them about stuff :)

[l0verb0t]

jason todd × masc/male reader. | aftermath loving.

SUMMARY: a fic about Jason getting bombarded with affection by his boyfriend after a mission. WARNINGs: physical contact, slightly suggestive, && the f slur used once. WORD COUNT: 800+ NOTEs: second person && no plot. this insert is more of a tease, and nonchalant personality wise. [no terms or pronouns used to refer to the insert/reader, but they are gay.]

Every damn day was hell for him out there. Another lick of a chance, and Jason was just barely able to get out of another shitstorm he tried to help with. He was sporting enough bruises that almost his entire body had this burning sensation running underneath the skin.

Still, whatever he was dealing with when he did get back seemed just about as worse.

If he needed to describe you in one word, it would be annoying. The word everything came in second place. How in the hell you two ended up on the same ship was beyond him.

There you were, straddling his lap as you peppered kisses along the scarred skin running up to his neck, and if anyone saw him, he'd probably have shot himself right then and there.

He should've pushed you off when he had the chance; it wasn't like you were going to fall back on anything but the bed, and yet.

If he had to describe himself in the moment, the word hopeless would be an understatement. He just had to hope you wouldn't squirm too much while pressed against his skin.

The groan that managed to slip past made the cramped feeling building up in your neck all the more worth it.

"You good there, buddy?"

And that voice. Sometimes he wanted to push you down and muffle you into the sheets, but then he had to mentally hit himself before his mind could drift in a much different direction.

"Don't call me buddy."

Hands wrapped around your thighs to keep you in place; fingers dug into them in case you got any bright ideas. Still, it didn't help with how close you were.

"Are you telling me we're not the best of pals?" You asked, and Jason had to pretend it wasn't one of the stupider things he'd heard that day.

He pushed against the bed, sliding over the fabric until he was stuck in an awkward position where his neck was bent forward as he looked up at you. He lied on his back while you were pushed forward into his stomach.

"Not even close."

And as if to make everything worse, you leaned down to his level and adjusted your own position so you were lying on him, elbows propped up on either side of his head as you continued like nothing.

"You're real touchy with your non-pals, then."

He couldn't get out his own reply fast enough for his liking: "I'm touchy?"

"Well, right now, at least. You usually aren't, though."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah." His rib cage felt like it was trying to suffocate his own heavy, beating heart the moment one of your hands started tracing right down the center of his chest. "You're so repressed, you'd make your old man jealous."

Jason grabbed that hand and held it there against him, making sure you couldn't continue whatever that was before he felt sure enough that his voice wouldn't break. "Thanks."

From there, his other arm wrapped around your back and pulled you down against him. Your head was buried into the side of his neck, and a part of him wanted to hold you there only so you couldn't keep messing with him.

Of course, he couldn't get what he wanted with his luck.

Your lips pressed up to the skin of his neck, and words spoke in a muffled way as you shifted downward.

"You're perfect."

He could barely even tell that the snort that rang out came from himself; the sound quiet before he smiled.

"Yeah?"

With an inhale, you continued, "We're perfect."

His head lied back against the headboard, too tired to keep it up anymore, even to look back at you.

He sighed. "Egotistical much?"

The way your arms grew tighter around him made it all the more worth it to him.

"Perfect match."

A hand rolled down your back, creasing the folds so he could rub the muscles underneath. The bones in his hand popped as he cracked his knuckles, trying to relieve himself of some of the aching tension building underneath.

Sometimes he'd rather die than let himself look soft, but that didn't change the fact was as large as his heart. He'd already given too much to people who didn't care enough in his eyes, and even if you were supposed to be different, he couldn't help putting up an act.

And so he scoffed, "Sure, we are."

Like it didn't deter you, you resumed, and from there, he just had to keep himself quiet so you couldn't hear how breathy he was getting.

"You and I? Two peas in a pod."

He clicked his tongue and then just rested his head over yours. "Sure."

"Two fags on an ashtray."

That was enough to get a laugh out of him.

"Yeah, okay."

After shifting around in place for awhile, he made it so his neck didn't feel like it was going to snap, lying back on the bed itself. He wrapped both his arms around you in turn.

"Just go to sleep, babe."

[variousqueerthings]

we have always been here: documentaries about trans people

documentaries about trans people, starting in the year 1953. I don't speak to filmic quality or whether or not something is problematic, what matters here is simply the testimony and the stamp of existence (including in those where the subject matter is spoken about, rather than getting to speak for themselves)

(I haven't seen every one of these yet, so some of them have slightly shorter texts to go along with them)

while (as you'll see) most of these are US-based movies, they are from all over the world. I'd be curious about whether there are any focused specifically on the intersection of transness and disability, I don't personally know of any, although of many speak to issues with access to healthcare (for example southern comfort)

all the ones that have links connected to them are watchable for free

some of these can be watched for free on the archive, youtube, vimeo, many could do with a few coins thrown their way: many of the movies, for example the the aggressives can be rented on vimeo, transgender tuesdays is free on youtube but accepting donations for trans women of colour, lotus sports club is doing festivals currently and is accepting donations to support the team and the vulnerable trans (now men) who have had to leave it to find work, call her ganda is accepting donations to support the family's legal costs in bringing justice for their daughter

remember, finding the stories that have been graciously shared is one thing, supporting our community is the next step

glen or glenda (1953): the first known movie about trans people, a mixed-media semi-fictional account (US)

the queen (1968) (US): following drag-queens at a national beauty pageant two years before stonewall, including footage of crystal labeija (US)

change of sex (1979-1999): a five-part series following trans woman julia grant as she tries to access gender affirming care via the gender identity clinic (UK - available on BBC iplayer)

paris is burning (1990): documenting queer people in the ballroom scene, community, competition, and challenges (US)

shinjuku boys (1995): following five young men who work at onabe bars, which cater to women, as they try to make ends meet (Japan)

transexual menace (1996): snapshots of the melting pot of trans life in new york, from famous faces, to protest, including several immigrants to america from columbia, west africa, japan, hawaii, and germany (Germany/US)

you don't know dick: courageous hearts of transsexual men (1997): about several trans men in different walks of life, who chat about their experiences, politics, and history (US)

the brandon teena story (1998): a documentation about the murder of brandon teena, using testimonies from the people involved (US)

southern comfort (2001): follows robert eads in the final year of his life, before he died of initially treatable ovarian cancer (US)

superstar in a housedress: the life and legend of jackie curtis (2004): a portrait of jackie curtis, one of the earliest punk pioneers, by (mainly cis) people who knew her (US)

screaming queens: the riot at compton’s cafeteria (2005): a rare documentary of the time featuring the voices of trans activists, about the pre-stonewall compton's cafeteria riot (US)

beautiful darling (2005): a portrait of candy darling (one of the trans woman superstars of the 60s) from the perspective of the (mainly cis) people who knew her (US)

the aggressives (2005): centered on black studs, mascs, and trans men, and more, exploring the term "aggressives," race and gender, filmed over five years (US)

Jayne County: man enough to be a woman (2005): a performance by veteran punk musician Jayne County and her band (UK/US) (excerpt)

beautiful daughters (2006): following a group of trans women who performed the vagina monologues in 2005 (US)

still black: a portrait of black transmen (2008): a series of interviews following black trans men speaking about their lives, careers, race, and gender (US)

the advocate for fagdom (2011): a series of political testimonies by queer activists, including the punk musician vaginal davis (US)

she said boom: the story of fifth column (2012): a documentary about seminal 1980s queercore punkband fifth column (Canada)

TRANS (2012): following a series of trans people at varying places in their transition, and the people around them (US)

hide & seek (2013): a group of trans people in pakistan speak about their experiences with the language they have access to (Pakistan)

before the last curtain falls (2014): transexuals and drag queens in their 60s-70s touring a show called "gardenias" (Germany)

mala mala (2014): following a number of trans people in puerto rico from all walks of life (Puerto Rico)

queercore: how to punk a revolution (2017): a primer to the history of queercore with interviews of some of the people who created the scene (US)

laerte-se (2017): a portrait of the underrated visual artist laerte (Brazil)

a year in transition (2018): 20 year old arab-american trans man documents one year of going on hormones (US)

call her ganda (2018): the story about the murder of a trans filipino woman named ganda by a us marine and the repercussions (Philippines)

indianara (2019): indianara is an activist fighting for trans survival and rights in brazil (Brazil)

disclosure (2020): going through a history of trans representation in the media (US)

transgender tuesdays (2020): featuring trans people talking about a groundbreaking gender-affirming clinic that opened in the 90s in the san franciscan tenderloin district (US)

prayers for sweet waters (2021): three trans sex-workers who live in cape town discuss their experience during covid (South Africa)

the end of wonderland (2021): follows erotic photographer tara emory as she goes through changes in her life (US)

travesía travesti (2021): the last performance of a cabaret during the chilean revolt of 2019 (Chile)

casa susanna (2022): documentary about the 50s summer retreat for male crossdressers and trans women (US)

la vida es un carnaval (2022): in a rural town, a group of trans women plan the first gay pride during its annual carnival and a bunch of scar tissue comes up (Mexico)

this is not me (2022): two young transmen in iran with supportive families share their daily lives (Iran)

lotus sports club (2022): a football club in cambodia run by trans man pa vann and a safe space for trans boys and lesbians (Cambodia)

nel mio nome (2022): four italian transmen share their thoughts, experiences, and identities (Italy)

the dads (2023): a group of dads of trans kids meet with the father of matthew shepard for a fishing trip (US)

kokomo city (2023): intra-community, celebratory documentary centering black trans sex-workers in america (US)

[brandogenius]

Person A helping person B have fun at a party. with person a being julien and person b being grumpy!masc!reader!!

AHHH!!! i love this so much!

‼️RPF‼️

PROMPT - julien x masc grumpy reader at a party

- the after party for the grammy awards was something you aren’t to big about. a perfect night for you was staying at home watching tv and drinking some vodka or red wine.

- instead you’re sat on top of a bar stool in the corner of the room with a scowl on your face. the music was too loud. the lights were too bright. sweaty bodies were everywhere. a sensory overload

- you kept your eye on julien and the boys in the center of the dance floor. the trio dancing together to whatever latest pop song was trending at the top over the speakers

- it was a little amusing to watch the boys fully jam out on the dance floor. you weren’t really sure if they were aware if they knew how many people were around them. you couldn’t contain the chuckle escaping your lips as you grinned behind your glass of water

- “is that a rare smile i see?” the voice of lucy grew closer as you looked up raising an eyebrow. “me smiling? absolutely not. i want to get out of this place as soon as possible”

- jb grabbing your hands with a grin “oh come on- lighten up!” you just gave another sigh

- “don’t be a party pooper” phoebe yelling making you shake your head with an amused smile. before you could say anything else you try reach for your glass of water but lucy takes it away. giving julien the perfect chance to drag you out into the dance floor

- you felt a bit awkward. you don’t dance- it’s not that you can’t you just don’t know how to move your body. it was stiff and awkward. julien had her hands in your hips as she looked up at you with a raised eyebrow “are you gonna stand there and look pretty or are you gonna dance?”

- “you know i don’t dance. can i go back to my seat now?” you saw the rest of the boys walk over to join you and jb. forming a small little circle in the middle of the dance floor consisting of you, jb, pb and lucy.

- “you know. you’re an honorary member of the boys. it’s a requirement to come dance with us at every after party we attend”

- “i’d rather gauge my eyeballs out than be in the center of attention on the dance floor”

- you weren’t one to drink. opting to be the designated driver home you’d rather stay sober.

- for the sake of your girlfriend you ended up loosening up a tiny bit. swaying slightly to the music.

- a party for you was a small get together with close friends playing games singing karaoke in the comfort of your own home.

- but you’d give up a bit of your pride to have some fun with julien and to make her laugh any day

[thatdamnmutt-exe]

My Kind Of Love • Trevor Philips

Plot:

On the way to Los Santos from Sandy Shores, a certain songs plays on the radio that gets the pair going.

Pairing:

Trevor Philips x Masc!OC

Warnings:

Car Sex, Fingering, Hand Fetish, Praise mixed with Degradation, Needy Reader, Needy Trevor

Song:

“Leave me with nothin’ when

I come down.”

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“Watch over the place Ron, make sure Wade doesn’t break or fuck anything up. Me and Jynx are just going to Los Santos for a little get away.” Trevor said into his phone while speeding down the road.

Jynx was mindlessly typing away on his phone, slightly listening to his older boyfriend boss around his employees. Jynx hummed to the music, softly singing along.

Jynx stops singing after he hears a certain song that played the other night during his and Trevor’s fun times, letting himself fall back into a flashback.

Rough hands trailed down Jynx’s body, grasping the soft flesh as he did. “Trevor…” Jynx gasped, his nails digging into the older’s arms.

“What do you want baby? You like these hands along your body?” Trevor teased, the tips of his fingers trailing along the outside of the younger’s cunt.

Jynx’s breath trembled, his core throbbing with need. “Stop teasing me. I want your hands all over me.” He begged.

“Jynx… Jynx!” Fingers snapped in front of the younger’s face, pulling him out of the memory. Jynx looked towards Trevor, his cheeks flushed and red.

“Y-Yeah?” He said with a sharp breath, embarrassed to get caught up in such a moment. His eyes moved to look at Trevor’s hands, admiring how rough and rugged they were.

Trevor’s words almost went in one ear and out the other but Jynx managed to pay attention. “What are you thinking about? I’ve been trying to get your attention for the past five minutes.” He looked from Jynx before looking back at the road.

"Nothing. Don't worry about it." His voice was quiet, his gaze rested on Trevor's hands, admiring how rough they looked. They had cuts and bruises that shown from his last fight.

Trevor gave Jynx a weird look before noticing the song that was playing and his spaced out stare at his hands. The older smiled to himself as he caught on.

He moved his hand down to rest on Jynx's thigh, his finger tracing lightly on the soft skin. His hands rubbed the younger’s thighs, moving higher as he did.

Jynx snapped out of his trace with a sudden jolt, “Trevor!” He said breathlessly. The older ignored Jynx’s sudden movement, moving his hand to rub against Jynx’s clothed pussy, earning him a low moan.

“You thinking about last night? Oh you slutty boy- can’t get enough of Uncle T, huh?” Trevor chuckled as two fingers pushed up against Jynx’s clothed cunt, rubbing in between the slit, gaining small moans.

Jynx’s hands instinctively moved to hold onto Trevor’s arm as his skilled fingers worked their magic. “The song- mmm- made me miss your hands on me.” He replied.

Trevor smirked at Jynx, “You like my hands that much? You want to get off on just my fingers again baby?" He asked, cockiness clearly showing in his features.

Trevor's fingers moved up from Jynx's center and moved under his shorts. "No panties today? Were you planning something?" He teased as his rough fingers made contact with the already swollen nub.

“I always have to be prepared with you, Trev. You like to randomly do this, mmm, shit.” Jynx’s hands held tightly to the older’s arm. His thighs closed around Trevor’s hand as sudden pleasure flew through his body.

Trevor could only chuckle as he moved his fingers faster perfectly on Jynx’s clit. “And you love it~ Otherwise you wouldn’t be here with me.” He moves his fingers to slide between Jynx’s folds and eventually sinks into his cunt.

He angles his fingers to get that best spot, basically having it memorized by now. Jynx’s head fell back against the seat as his legs began to shake. “Ah fuck- Trevor, don’t stop!”

His fingernails dug into Trevor’s arm as his climax quickly approached. With Trevor’s assaulting fingers working wonders on the spongy spot, it didn’t take much longer for Jynx to be spilt over the edge. His juices coated Trevor’s fingers as he rode out his high.

Trevor pressed down a bit on the spongy spot, making his boyfriend squirt. “Oh! Oh God, Trevor!” Jynx’s legs spasmed from the intensity of his pleasure. After a few moments, Trevor removed his fingers and licked up the remains.

Jynx was breathless and now flustered, knowing that Trevor is always going to use his hand fetish against him. “You taste amazing, and once we get to a good spot, I will be eating you out until I’m satisfied. Fuck baby, you’re my favorite food.”

“Oh my god shut up.” Jynx turned the music up and looked back out the windows, trying to ignore his cocky boyfriend.

Trevor’s hand went to rest on Jynx’s thigh, interlocking with Jynx’a hand in the process. “I love you so much.”

____________________________________________

“My kind of love.”

[luzxii]

★ ) man / male / boy spec

definition: for those who in any way align with manhood in any way, shape or form. May be used in the context of having difficulties pinning down your exact gender identity, but know it involves something resembling maleness. It depends strongly on the individual on what this term exactly means to them, it being very inclusive. The individual does not have to be masculine or masc presenting to use this identity as gender and expression are separate.

id: the first variant of the flag has a darker teal stripe on the top and bottom, followed by a lighter cyan stripe, then a thin blue stripe, following into the center, largest yellow stripe. The second is of a similar color palette though instead with only 4 stripes. Going (top to bottom) teal, cyan, blue, yellow. The third is the same as the first flag, except the dark blue is the same size as the teal and cyan and the yellow is slightly smaller.

[liseytopia]

hii, so uhmm... ik i have requested a lot already but i got a really cute idea !!

so this is for peni parker, masc!reader/gn!reader. and the idea is that when peni rebuilding her new robot after itsv, i told her i was going to help her, but really i do nothing the whole time.

and don't feel pressured to finish this right away, love you!!

‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗲𝘆 !

-𝘅𝗼𝘅𝗼 𝗿𝗼𝘅 <𝟯

💌

───★

HEY ROXXX thats actually super cute istg, had a lot of fun writing this btw! keep the requests coming i don't mind them

pairing: peni parker x gn!reader (PLATONIC)

contents: pure fluff, annoyed peni and ignorant reader

warnings: cursing

───★

𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫.

- 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘳

when peni's robot died, it made not only her devastated, but also you. you were close with peni since the two of you met and have been the inseparable friendship duo continuously after that. it broke your heart along with hers when her robot stopped functioning. you wanted to make it right by helping her build a new one, but there was one issue..

you had no engineering skills whatsoever. so when you offered to help peni, she was slightly confused, knowing you didn't know shit about mechanics. she let you help either way, of course. the both of you worked in one of the workshop rooms in hq.

you stood by the corner filing your nails as peni moved scraps of metal and toolboxes into the center of the room. "ahem!" peni's voice shocked you, causing you to jolt up and meet eyes with her. she crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows at you. "what?" you asked, aware you aren't helping at all. "you gonna help me move all this or just stand there and worry about your pretty little nails?" you responded "i'll help, what do you want me to do?" knowing you weren't gonna help with what she asked you to.

"grab the welding mask for me," peni instructed as she flopped a piece of metal in front of her. "uhh.. what's a welding mask look like again?" you rotated your head to look around the room. "it's a big metal shield with a window where the eyes go that covers your face." "oh! found it." you ran across the room, grabbed a metal bowl, and handed it to peni. "..what the fuck is this" "a welding mask! right?" you seemed confused when she gave you a blank stare. "what" "BITCH THIS IS A FUCKING BOWL" you stepped out of the way when peni got up to grab the welding mask on a shelf next to the door. as she got to work you asked yourself how she could possibly know all about this mechanics stuff while applying chapstick. you eventually ended up on your phone, texting your friends and other people at spider society.

peni gave you a disappointing glare from across the room and after about five seconds of her looking you up and down and shaking her head, she asked you for the screwdriver. "one second peni," you say as you hold up a finger while finishing up your text before pressing send. "what was that again?" "get me the screwdriver, please." you walked over to the toolbox and reached out, getting grease on your hand in the process. "ewww!! hold on, i have to wash this off real quick." you rush over to the nearby sink while peni says "there's no way you suggested to help and thought you weren't going to get dirty at all." you reply "whatever!" and go back over to the tool box.

"hmm.. peni which drawer is it in again?" "just check all of them! i don't know." you open the first one.. measuring tapes. second one had screws and bolts in it. third one.. "aha! screwdriver!" you pull out a flathead screwdriver and hand it to her proudly. she hands it back to you and tells you "i need a phillips screwdriver. it's got a different looking head." "is the screwdriver's name philip or something? i'm confused why is this relevant" "just get it for me." you trace your steps back to the same toolbox drawer and pull out a hex-head screwdriver. you hold it up and look at her for approval, she shakes her head no, and you sigh. you think to yourself, how many fucking types of screwdrivers are there? you search the drawer once again and finally get out the right one and hand it to her.

you really don't help peni at all the whole rest of the time after that. regardless, whenever someone compliments the robot, you speak as if you were the one doing all the building work when really the whole time she was building while you attempted to navigate the workshop. either way you and peni are the iconic best friend duo and she loves you no matter if you can tell what a phillips screwdriver looks like or not. <3

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© liseytopia 2023 : do not copy, translate, or steal my work.

[revenant-coining]

Warrven

[ID: 2 rectangular flags with 4 equally-sized horizontal lines and a thicker one in the middle. colors in this order from top to bottom: light orange, pale orange, pale yellow, pale orange, light orange. on the left and right of the flags is 2 slightly bent vertical lines. color in this order from left to right: red-orange, orange, orange, red-orange. in the center of the first flag is a red-orange fire symbol. End ID]

edit: renamed from Warilenirven to Warrven, u can still use the old name if u want /genuine

Warrven: an umbrella term for terms connected to warmth, silence, sleep, fire, and the feeling of burning, angelic-ness with no inherent connection to angels, and words like holy and haven.

Etymology: war(mth), (si)len(ce), (f)ir(e), (ha)ven

Warrven is an umbrella term that can also be used as a standalone identity. It isn’t inherently any other umbrella term (xenogender, kenochoric, dimensen, etc.), but may overlap, and can be freely combined with other terms.

Warrven Terminology:

waril-: optional Warrven prefix

-irven: optional Warrven suffix

rilen(s): individual Warrven genders

rven: Warrven equivalent of fem/masc

rvenous: Warrven equivalent of feminine / masculine

rveninity: Warrven equivalent of feminity / masculinity

irv(s): Warrven equivalent of boy / girl

len(s): Warrven equivalent of man / woman

nirvenic: Warrven gender alignment, equivalent of xenic

WARILIN: Warrven in nature

Transrevn: Warrven equivalent of transfem / transmasc / etc.

for ‘rven’, ‘rvenous’, and ‘rveninity’ the r is silent

tagging @rescanwriter , @radiomogai , @in-nature-archive

[trevorendeavors]

So. That Florida Bathroom Bill, huh?

TW: bathroom bills, transphobia, internalized transphobia.

I ain’t beating around the bush. I will be using strong language here. If that ain’t your cup of tea or if you’re just here for my usual brand of gay fanart and fic, it’s okay to scroll past this post. Really. I won’t judge. This is one doozy of a vent.

For the people in my DMs asking me if I’m okay (as a trans person in Florida considering recent bathroom bill bullshit) I’m just… sitting here with an exasperated sigh.

It’s funny that the first time I hear of this is from a DM from someone on the other side of the world. I’ve been deliberately avoiding lgbt Florida news for some time because the more I think about it, the harder it is to be civil in transphobic conversations.

Last night I was deadnamed in front of a few people, and today at my graduation I’ll likely be deadnamed in front of a whole convention center. That’s what I get for not changing my name legally, huh. Oh well. Didn’t wanna go through all the paperwork just yet (in case I go for a different name) so I’m stuck with the one I’m sure I don’t want.

So again, I try not to think about it.

But yeah. It sucks.

Honestly? The bathroom bill doesn’t change much for me. It’s still the same shit as always.

The one time I went into the men’s restroom, I freaked out a cis guy so badly (poor dude was genuinely scared of ME accusing HIM of something bad) that I never did that again.

As for women’s restrooms (the one I most frequently use) that’s a whole other deal. Most days, I don’t pass. I’ll just go out and say that. I have a high voice, boobs, and a bit of hips. Some days I dress really feminine too, so it only makes sense. No one here is going to buy “see I LOOK like a woman but no see I’m secretly a ‘man but not quite’ inside but I wear makeup as a kind of exaggerated cosplay of a gender I am NOT, y’see?”

I don’t want to have a nuanced discussion of gender in the bathroom. Most people 30+ in age don’t even know what non-binary is and barely get the concept of trans. As much as I love being and educator and advocate, after a long road trip I want to piss and get on with my life. Also cis men have told me the horror stories of male bathrooms (how do you get shit ON the ceiling????) and then I’m thankful to have been “born a woman” or whatever.

Most days I don’t think about it too hard. But on my more dysphoric days or when on the blessed days I do genuinely pass more masc - when I go into the bathroom looking like this:

I genuinely don’t know which bathroom to use.

It’s embarrassing. Especially when there’s no family restroom available. And when I go to the women’s restroom, I sometimes get these looks. Brief, surreptitious glances they think I don’t notice. To ease tensions, I lift my pitch and give a compliment. I even puff out my (binded) breasts slightly as if to say, “Yes, I have tits and a pussy, does that soothe your cisnormative and petty fears that I would assault you?”

Jesus, some days I wish I could say that quote outright. But I can’t, and I know it’s not fair to them. They’re scared, I get it. I remind them of a traumatic experience. Sometimes, certain people who have nothing to do a trauma invoke fears of it unintentionally by raising their voices or saying something off or even existing. But that’s MY responsibility to fucking deal with that. Other people can’t help existing.

By and large, people with transphobic tendencies here are usually nice. Beyond, nice even. They’ll help you host a spontaneous ice cream party. They’ll buy you allergy meds when you’re choking. They’ll take you in after your mother kicked you out. Like I said, genuinely sweet and kind people.

Which makes it harder when they accuse trans people of transitioning to skirt military drafts, to cheat at sports, to deal with mommy issues. When they equate gays to sex crimes (yes, the ones you’re thinking of). When they refuse to call you your full name. When they call you a baby who refuses to clean her pooped diapers.

I try to be nice. But by god, is my patience waning…

By. Fucking. god.

I’m tired of the way it’s affected me. Making me feel worth less than cis folks, like my feelings matter less. Even worse, I hate how it makes me jealous and spiteful towards younger trans folks in better situations. Younger trans folk I don’t understand. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not an excuse to mistreat them the way I was mistreated. And I’m genuinely glad that they’re living a better life. I have to work on these thoughts, it’s my responsibility. It would be nice, though, to live in a world where I could devote more energy to celebrating our collective existence instead of surviving it.

That being said, I’m grateful for the people here and in person who have stuck by my guns. The people who check in on my when shit gets worse in terms of politics.

What helps most?

What really helps is when people get mad WITH me. For so long I was told my anger was something to be stowed away, to be quietly extinguished with calm words or relieved by some masturbatory exercise of civil discourse. You know. Where you get off to talking civilly but don’t actually get anywhere and you still have to live in a world that was just as transphobic as before. I just want people to be pissed WITH me. To share in my anger and frustration. To join me as I slam the desk, flip the table, and cry to the heavens,

This fucking sucks

Right now this matters to me even more than action. These check ins, sharing in my anger - it helps, it really does. Makes me feel less alone in the world.

[firespirited]

Today I watched Pin: a plastic nightmare 1988, Society 1989, Miss underSTUD and How to analyse movies - all on youtube.

PIN is a Canadian horror movie, it's tropey and of its time but also surprisingly gothic with more dread than gore for late 80s, very Edgar Allan Poe vibes and the two main actors make it work, there's a surprisingly square jawed bishie young David Hewlett who thankfully isn't playing the slightly manic smart alec he later got typecast into. When i say canada, it's very canadIEN not canadIAN, the french canadien influence is very much in the DNA. Worth the watch for the weirdness alone.

Society was bizarre. It's like Fast Times at Ridgemond High decided to smash with Pod people and the Thing. Tonally all over the place so many unanswered questions. Brightly lit but introduces dread straight away. Horny highschoolers slimy in the creepy way. Close up topless shots. Then horny with slime in the literal way. It didn't spend any time making our main character interesting or likeable so it's hard to care much - his friend appears about half hour from the end and has all the charisma and moxie you want from a horror character, it's enough to save the film from being abysmal.

Miss underSTUD is interviews with lesbian butches, center of masc "studs" in their own words about how they define themselves, how they discovered themselves etc. No horror stories just ladies who like ladies and have no interest in what society deems ladylike but also stud is different from just butch. Interesting perspectives even if it's not something I can grok on like a deep level.

How to analyse movies was just soothing background noise with a little bit of education on some film technicalities I didn't know yet that I hope I'll be able to remember to better describe how a movie worked or didn't work for me beyond the language of just storytelling. I'd love to be able to describe how a film or tv achieves it's 'vibes'.

I frogged a damaged child's sweater and a snagged infinity scarf to keep hands busy without using the shoulders too much.

[feyrevelry]

ℒord Sylverian ; The  gaudy-rich &. decadent social butterfly of HIGH HOUSE SELEMCHANT with an unyielding thirst for 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐑𝐘. ⸺⸺

𝓪 selective &. independent portrayal of an original character set in the 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐔𝐑'𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐈𝐈𝐈 verse. 25+ only / 𝓶ature &. potentially triggering themes will be present. Grandson of OBERON, Archfey &. KING of the Seelie Court.

∗ . 👑 A STUDY IN . . . decadance and luxury, a sheltered life of privilege, unintentional Marie Antoinette-ism, aspiring (and failing?) to live up to high expectations and finding his place in the world, escapism, addiction ;; a study in GROWTH, transcending shallow reputation &. his own limitations, discovering true courage —— BECOMING A HERO.

RULES MUSE (under the cut) MEMES VERSES RELEVANT HEADCANONS GALLERY

MORE UNDER THE CUT.

NAME: Sylverian Selemchant

TITLE: Lord / Prince

FAMILY: Maryan Selemchant (Human, Mother, City Matriarch, Lady, alive) / Anarion (Father, runaway Prince of the Summer Court, deceased) / Oberon (Archfey, Grandfather, King of the Summer Court, alive)

AGE: 30s

RACE: Half-Elf ( due to his heiritage, he has Eladrin stats! )

GENDER: Trans masc. (he/him)

SEXUALITY: Pansexual, male lean. Polyamorous.

BACKGROUND: (Feylost) Noble.

NOTES:

The lavish parties Sylverian hosts (when his mother is away) are famous in all of Faerûn for their sheer decdance. There is gold even in the food (and there are rumors of, uh, drugs and orgies).

The High House of Selemchant is known for its wealth and influence even beyond Amn —— they sponsor the Cowled Wizards of Athkatla, hold a seat at the Council, and they own the land by the Tethir Road, an important trade route.

Sylverian is known for his beauty and wealth, but there are also many rumors surround him (which is the case for most nobles and influental people); about his alleged struggles with addiction, about him being a spoiled brat, about his sexual escapades, the list goes on. Despite the rumors, he remains the center of attention at social gatherings, surrounded by a retinue of admirers seeking his favor.

APPEARANCE:

Long golden hair that falls in soft curls down to his hips.

Aquamrine eyes; slightly iridescent like teal opals.

Fair complexion, healthy glow, rosy lips.

Tall and lithe.

He’s beauty, he’s grace.

ALWAYS dressed to impress and flaunt his wealth; the fanciest robes, dripping with jewelry, hair done, eyeliner matching his outfit.

Medusa piercing.

PERSONALITY:

Vain.

Flirty.

Spoiled. Used to getting what he wants, when he wants.

Charming, polite; elegant and poised.

Gossips a lot.

Actually very empathetic and kind-hearted.

Easily bored, short attention span. Politics or scholarly pursuits are tedious and dull.

Hedonistic, decadent, indulgent. Enjoys the finer things in life and spares no expense to attain them. Only the very best is good enough.

Always in need of some sort of escapism; sex, parties, drugs.

Give him all the attention and compliments or he will wither like a flower. He craves the spotlight and being fawned over.

Naive, guillible, 0 street smarts due to his sheltered upbringing.

A bit of a fantasy "Marie Antoinette". Poor people exist?? *pikachu face*

Drama Queen.

HISTORY

Sylverian Selemchant was born into a life of privilege as the only child of Lady Maryan Selemchant and Anarion, son of King Oberon of the Summer Court, a powerful Archfey and spouse of Queen Titania.

Raised in luxury, without any hardships and spoiled to no end, Sylverian grew up in a world of gold and glitter. He is blissfully unaware of the struggles faced by ordinary people. It's not that he is cold-hearted (quite the contrary!); rather, he has never been exposed to the harsh realities of life, and he has a tendency to turn a blind eye to anything that doesn't fit his desires and pleasures.

While he was home-schooled by esteemed scholars and being presented with endless opportunities, he has always been only interested in matters of fashion and high-society gossip and cares little about arcane studies, swordmanship or politics, much to his mother's dismay.

SPIRTED AWAY

When he was merely six years old his grandfather Oberon kidnapped him and spirited him away to the Feywild. Bringing a child to the vibrant plane of the Fey is akin to giving it potent drugs; it leaves a mark and shapes their perception forever.

While his Fey blood certainly played a role, this incident amplified Sylverian's longing for excitement. It's a significant factor behind his chronic boredom with the mundane, driving him towards wild parties, this insanely lavish lifestyle, sex and drugs.

MORE ABOUT HIS GRANDFATHER (and why Sylverian doesn't want to become his patron)

TOUGH LOVE

After Sylverian's father passed away, his mother decided to kick him out, believing it was time for him to learn the harsh realities of the world.

While his father had dismissed Sylverian's antics as nothing more than the playful behavior of a youngling (after all, to an Elf, 30 years was merely the age of a child), his mother held a very different perspective. She felt it was high time Sylverian stopped relying on their family's wealth and started making something meaningful out of his life and learn responsibilty ; after all he was the sole heir of the Selemchant name.

Of course, she still loved her son dearly and knew he wouldn't last a day without protection, so she sent a Knight with him for protection.

TAV VERSE

Only a few days after his mother kicked him out, Sylverian was abducted by Illithids. What fate awaits him? Only the dice hold the answer.

Class: Bard ; he brought his violin on his (involuntary) travels, hoping to make a name of himself as a musician as the thought of actual labor never crossed his mind. Weapon: A very fancy golden rapier STR: 7 (-2) DEX: 16 (+3) CON: 13 (+1) INT: 15 (+2) WIS: 9 (-1) CHA: 20 (+5)

VERSES. COMPANION QUEST