#sorry this went a bit long i have a lot of thoughts on the trans rep in this show

[dykeyote]

why is nova bad rep?

nova is a travesty to me bc shes very fun and i really enjoy her as a character in every way besides the things i think are uncomfortable and the bit with the haircut is objectively the funniest way to handle a trans char and also says a lot abt gender in jv's time period which i find very interesting!! there are good things abt nova and there are even good things abt her being trans and i do not think she is written to b intentionally mean spirited but like in my personal opinion the way they go about like ..... the specific way they write her fixation on nureyev isss uh quite poorly handled and sort of uncomfortable? it can call to mind some sort of unfortunate stereotypes about the idea of trans women harassing and coercing cis men and it isnt great

and like ive said jv has trans characters who absolutely can also brush up against being unintentionally transphobic due to being pretty shitty people but Dont end up Actually being so, and i think theres a few reasons for that that nova fails to dodge - for one thing, their transness is never ... Highlighted in any way while theyre doing the shitty stuff. which isnt to say theyre not explicitly trans - they absolutely are, cecil is pretty clearly stated to be identical to cass and has a very feminine voice and pilot uses they/them pronouns the entire time. we Know that theyre trans, but theres never any scenes that explicitly .... Point Out their transness in any explicit way, so when they do their shitty stuff we arent necessarily Fixated on their transness its not being called to attention . nova has an entire scene that points out the fact that she Is a trans woman . and itd still be uncomfortable if it wasnt there and i dont think the scene is inherently bad on its own its funny i like it but in context it does make it feel More iffy 2 me because it is explicitly Reminding you that yes dear listener!! she is trans!! in a way that other trans charas who are shitty ppl arent

another thing is that the main people that those other two examples are put in juxtaposition with is juno, who is also trans. JUNO is the one who calls cecil an apartment complex of demons, JUNO is actively trying to take down pilot. it makes it feel less like a Trans Thing to be fucked up because the person going hey, this is fucked up youre the worst, is Also trans . and we can go to cecil for another more relevant example of this which is that cecil is kinda obsessed with juno too!! hes a little bit of a freak abt him!! but it doesnt feel like a trans thing because because juno is Also trans and hes like normal . nova doesnt Have that because he rfixation is very specifically on nureyev who is, as far as we know and can presume, a cis man. she is being juxtaposed by a Cis character instead of a Trans one. which is worsened by the fact that "trans woman harassing a cis guy who is not interested at all and is taken" is again not great either

and like you could change all those issues of course but tbh you dont even need to?? yeah itd be better if the subject of her affections was trans or if less attention was called to it but like literally you could also just write her like normally . tbh . you could literally just write her normally and make her not feel so pushy and like it would be fine . you could still make her have a huge thing for a cis guy character and make said cis guy character uninterested and just not write it in the specific way that they do that to me personally feels sort of unsavory especially given that she is the first like . canonical explicit trans woman in jv (as far as i remember) . its not hard to write characters normally is my conclusion

[enden-k]

remembering about trans!haitham headcanon, do you have any ideas you could share about it? (if that doesn't bother you) maybe about if his grandmother ever knew it, or if kaveh even knew alhaitham before the transition. maybe kaveh knows haitham's deadname? maybe kaveh actually helped haitham in his journey to affirm his gender? thinking about this makes me excited to do a fanfic about this AAAAAAAA-

ofc, i have quite a few (transhaitham just means a lot to me hhhsjdjk)

i like to imagine that his grandma knew and her love, care and support remained unchanged; all she wanted is for him to be content and comfortable, teaching him all that. she def helped him here and there; like seeing how he was bothered by his longer hair so she proposed to cut it short and seeing how his eyes lit up in his usual neutral face when he saw his reflection was prob one of her fav memories of little haitham. not only getting rid of the bothersome weight and heat of annoying hair but also seeing how he looked more boyish pleased him a lot (not that short hair = strictly masculine etc. you know what i mean there)

(dysphoria is not "required" or smth every trans person experience(d), saying this right away (and also as a note to anyone actually unaware of this) - he def didnt experience it, just felt sometimes a bit bothered by some stuff) he just simply knew who he is and wanted to find more comfort with himself by aligning his physical appearance more with his feeling and identity (by transitioning)

(idk if i explain it well in english what i want to say. also def projected there)

so, kaveh and haitham def knew each other in the early stages; when haithams grandma passed away, he attempted to cut his own hair (usually his grandma did) and it turned out cutely shaggy and sloppy (not that it bothered him much, as long as it doesnt look too awful to him) kaveh couldnt take it tho and in a quiet homoerotic charged moment took it on himself to do it right and save it. haitham already went by his name there but if someone knows of his deadname other than his grandma back then, its def only kaveh as his closest friend

years after their falling out, when they meet again in the tavern it nearly had kavehs eyes bulging out when he recognized the person seating down next to him as haitham - so much broader and bulkier than he used to be (back then he was already working out a little just to stay fit and healthy and gain more muscle, but still much slimmer in early stages of t. but now? def could snap kaveh in half and he wouldnt mind at all), his voice deep but still that same aggravatingly confident tone---

(i just love the image of kaveh always being so attracted to haitham and haitham alone, always loving him in every way, for being himself just like haitham loving him in every way, always and without a break despite their falling out)

this is turning more into me being sappy about them than transhaitham thoughts LMFAO SORRY anyway i think kaveh helped haitham a lot with things like cutting his hair properly short or picking clothes (mostly bc he liked dressing haitham since he deems his tastes as awful) or showing him how to shave when he first grew facial hair, all that kinda stuff

[bell4lan]

Reward

Genre: Very smutty

DNI: NON-MLM/NBLM, fujoshis, mlm/nblm fetishizers, trans fetishizers

CW: Some feminine words used for privates (pussy, cunt), dick is also used to describe privates, scissoring (?), semi-public sex, oral (reader receiving), reader is taller than Baizhu, sex is descriptive cuz it's more fun that way, squirting, they get very wet lol, they're married :)

Character(s)/reader: Top Trans Baizhu x Bottom Trans Male Reader

"Ah (Name), what a pleasant surprise!" Baizhu said with a smile as you entered Bubu Pharmacy. He walked over and gave you a quick peck on the cheek before grabbing your hands and looking up into your eyes.

"What brings you here darling?" He asked, his smile growing when he saw the slightly flustered look on your face.

"Um, I wanted to see if you could have lunch with me today." You replied softly, giving his hands a gentle squeeze after you spoke.

Baizhu had been very busy lately ever since a fever spread around Liyue harbor, meaning you guys had very little time to spend together. Whenever Baizhu came home he was too exhausted to do anything besides eat, shower, and sleep. You of course understood, but that didn't stop you from worrying about him and missing the time you spent with each other. Yesterday Baizhu had told you that this week had been less busy, so you decided to take it as an opportunity to spend some time with your husband.

"Hmm, you've come a bit early." He mumbled as he glanced at his watch. "Can you wait until I finish preparing a room for my next patient?" He asked, looking back up at you. You nodded and kissed his cheek before letting him go back to his work.

You had made conversation with Changsheng as you waited for Baizhu to finish, but his prep work was taking a lot longer than you had expected, making your thoughts drift away from the topic.

After glancing up at the clock, you excused yourself from Changsheng and made your way to the room Baizhu was in to check on him. As you peeked in, you saw what seemed to be herb all over the floor. Baizhu must've heard your footsteps, because he glanced up with a very unhappy look on his face.

"(Name)? I'm so sorry to keep you waiting for so long. I'll clean this up and then we can go eat." He said with a frown, slightly frustrated with himself. He was so excited to go to lunch with you that he wasn't paying attention to what he was doing and ended up knocking over a bag of herbs.

"It's okay Baizhu, here let me help you." You went to grab some supplies and started sweeping up the herb with him.

Once you were finished, you dumped what was left of the contaminated herb into the garbage and helped Baizhu put away the supplies. Once they were put back, he grabbed your hand and pulled you toward him.

"Thank you so much for helping dear. Someone so kind deserves a reward, right?" He said suggestively, brows raised in a seductive manner. You swallowed hard, feeling yourself get hot from the perverse thoughts that entered your mind.

"A-A reward?" Your voice broke, making Baizhu chuckle and nod in response. You paused for a bit to stabilize your voice before continuing. "I don't think that's necessary. I was just doing what any good husband would do." You explained. It's not that you don't want to do such intimate things with Baizhu, you'd just prefer not to do them in such a public setting.

"Oh come on (Name), you deserve a reward. You've been so patient waiting for me at home while I work. Even being so kind as to cook me meals and prepare my pajamas for me. And now you've helped me clean up, I think that calls for a big reward." He purred, placing his hands on your hips as he spoke, slowly walking you to the medical bed until you're pushed up against it.

You stumbled slightly when your back hit the table, eyes wide at your husband's boldness. You stared at him in shock as you processed the situation. You couldn't believe he was so eager to be unprofessional at work.

"Honey, what if someone catches us?" You whispered, glancing at the door that's just slightly open. If anyone were to even slightly nudge the wood, you and Baizhu would be in some serious trouble.

Your husband looked back at the door and went over to shut it gently so it wouldn't bring attention to the room.

"Better?" He asked with a smirk before making his way back to you, capturing you in a passionate kiss as he pressed his body against yours. It wasn't long before you said fuck it and pushed your nervous thoughts to the side, deciding to give in to his seduction. It had been too long since you'd been with him like this and he was just offering himself to you. Saying no would be a stupid thing to do.

He pulled away to let you breathe and swiped his thumb across your chin to get rid of the drool. He moved his lips down to your neck, kissing and sucking at all areas of exposed skin. Your breath quickened and your body twitched as you got turned on. "How cute~. Lay on the bed." Baizhu said.

You followed his instructions and felt his hands as they undid your bottoms and pulled them down, your briefs coming down with them. He grabbed your thighs and lifted them so your legs were bent, moving them apart to expose your pussy. He hummed in delight before lowering his head and giving you a lick.

Oh how he missed this, your taste. His favorite thing to do was suck you off. He believed that you were the best thing he's ever tasted. When he told you that you laughed and called him dramatic, but he was being dead serious. Nothing could beat the sweet taste of your cunt.

It wasn't long before he got completely lost between your thighs, licking and sucking at your pussy as if his life depended on it. Your moans were like music to his ears, a reward for his hard work. He glanced up at you and saw your incredibly handsome, blissed out face as he licked you up.

"Mmm- B-Baizhu." You whimpered as he sucked at your dick, trying to get his attention without alerting someone outside. He just hummed in response to show he was listening. He didn't want to move his mouth away from the delicious meal he was having.

"I-I want to f-feel you on me~." You told him, trying to keep your voice as quiet and steady as possible. Baizhu raised his brows and pulled away from your pussy, making sure to clean up the mess on his face.

"Do you now?" He teased with a smirk. All you could do was nod, feeling far too flustered to speak. He moved you further onto the bed before taking off his pants and briefs, chuckling as you stared once he was naked.

"Like what you see?" He asked as he got on the bed. You sat up and wrapped your arms around his waist before pulling him onto your lap. You felt up his sides as your eyes scanned his body, admiring everything you could see. His smooth and beautiful skin, his plump ass, his pretty dick that you've missed so much.

"You're so sexy Baizhu." You whispered before capturing him in a passionate kiss. You could feel how wet he was against you which turned you on even more. His hands went to your chest and pushed you so you laid down. He hovered over you, staring into your eyes before pressing another kiss to your lips. You whined softly and bucked your hips, desperately wanting to feel him against you.

He laughed into the kiss at your eagerness and pulled away. "You'll have to be quiet, can you do that for me prince? I know how loud you can get." He whispered, lips right next to your ear. The stickiness between your thighs got even worse from his words. You bit back a whine and nodded quickly, making your husband smile.

Sitting up, he positioned himself on you and started moving his hips. Breathy moans left his lips as he moved against you, loving how he could feel just how wet you were for him.

You were trying your hardest to hold back your moans, but the pleasure was starting to become too much for you. Feeling your husbands folds slide so easily against your own and his dick rubbing against yours...you had to let some noises slip!

You were convinced you guys were made for each other, both physically and mentally, and Baizhu would agree. The way you both felt grinding against each other was too good for that not to be the case.

Baizhu grinded a little harder, making you whine louder than you expected. Your hand flew to cover your mouth as you silently hoped that no one heard. You couldn't get caught now, not when Baizhu was making you feel so so good.

Your whine made him eager to make you cum, so he slightly changed positions so that your dick could get more attention. As he was looking down to make sure, he couldn't help but blush. It was the hottest thing he had ever seen. Both your pussies shining with slick, pretty folds moving against each other...fuck he was so horny. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back, moaning quietly as he felt himself get closer and closer.

Seeing Baizhu completely absorbed in the pleasure you were providing was so sexy. You started moving your hips without realizing it, blushing as Baizhu bit his lip to refrain from making any loud noises.

"(N-Name) i'm- ngh~ gonna c-cum." He stuttered, sounding so cute and desperate.

"M-Me too Baizhu." He nodded and kept going until he moaned your name and squirted. You came hard from watching him and squirted too, though it wasn't nearly as much as Baizhu.

The green haired male collapsed beside you and panted heavily from the amazing orgasm he just experienced. You turned onto your side and brushed some hair out of his face, caressing his cheek as he kept his eyes closed to focus on his breathing.

After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and looked at you. He pulled you in for another passionate kiss, intertwining his legs with yours as he did.

You pulled away soon after and looked at him for a second before whispering. "Come home for the day?"

Baizhu smiled and cupped your cheek. "There's no way i'm staying here when there's so much more we can do~."

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You're probably wondering how big the medical bed is.

It's big.

Anyway I hope you enjoyed! I tried to put as many warnings as I could think of just in case some wording I used could cause dysphoria. I personally love being descriptive with my smut especially with trans characters, so that's why I use a lot of words that may seem like too much to some ^^. I also don't have much bottom dysphoria which is why I often use words such as "pussy" and "cunt" in my writing. I won't lie my writing caters to mostly me...^^; But I hope you enjoy regardless!

I might also post this on my AO3 cuz it's so smutty :]

[angelicpoison12]

What about angel dust with a male reader who died a virgin but never told him that they haven't done it before? Maybe the reader gets nervous after a make out turns heavier and decides to tell him? (Whatever ending type you want! Thank you! 💕)

YES OMG you have no idea how much i love fics like this!!

word count: 2.1K

tags: first time, bottom!reader, top!Angel Dust, Angel is a soft dom, i'm making the reader FTM because i can (suck it), trans porn written by trans author, multiple orgasms, cunnilingus (r recieving), p in v sex, missionary, cowgirl

MINORS DNI! ❤︎

— ✃☕︎︎ — 

dating Angel was, well, something. you found yourself completely enamored by him. you wanted nothing more than to just domesticate yourself to him. but hey, this was Hell, baby.

the mindset was: born to be domestic, forced to fuck around with whoever was around. there wasn't any harm in having fun though, right?

Angel had just gotten home from a long shoot, and you basically jumped on him, wanting to hold him and know how his day went. "oh, the usual. one guy, two guys-a buncha fuckers that couldn't get it up. y'know, not much of a show, sugar." Angel chuckled. you both went into his bedroom, and he nuzzled his nose against your forehead, pecking you sweetly. he felt a much rougher nose against his ankle. it was his beloved pet pig, Fat Nuggets. "aw, Nuggs! how's my little baby?!" Angel nearly cooed, holding up the plump creature, kissing and talking sweetly to the little thing. you were half convinced that Angel loved Fat Nuggets more than you, but shh, he didn't need to know that.

that night, you both decided on watching a movie. you were flabbergasted when you found out that Angel had gone his entire life without watching The Little Mermaid, but then you remembered the time he died and eternally cringed inside. watching the movie got boring quickly, especially with the way Angel's hands drifted to squeeze your chest, his lips on yours.

you couldn't hide the soft squeak that left you when one of his hands trailed down to lift up your shirt. you grabbed his wrist, swallowing. Angel was quick to back off, asking, "what the matter, sugar? i'm sorry. was i too fast-?" "no, no-! no, nothing like that," you assured him, your cheeks red. Angel still didn't seem too sure. with a shaky breath, you managed to say, ".. i'm a virgin."

the phrase caught Angel off guard. he couldn't even remember the last time he'd popped a guy's cherry, nontheless his own goddamn boyfriend's cherry. he glanced up at you, gently pecking your jawline as he asked, "can i take it, baby? i mean, i'd be honored to. and i'll be as gentle as ya need me to be." you nodded, still a little nervous, but you knew deep down that Angel wouldn't hurt you on purpose.

you whimpered when you felt Angel's lips on your neck again, making you quiver involuntarily. "mm.. your skin's so fuckin' sweet, baby," Angel purred, his teeth nibbling at a particularly sensitive spot near your collarbone, making you choke on air. fuck, he knew exactly how to make you feel good in all the right places. "you okay, sugar? you sure are gaspin' a lot," Angel said with a soft giggle. you tugged on his hair, pulling him into a kiss, managing to pant out, "don't stop, fuck, whatever you do Angel.. don't. fucking. stop." your voice cracked a little bit towards the end. you felt as if you were whining, hell, begging even. but who could you blame you? you were about to get fucked by the one and only Angel Dust.

Angel only smirked at that, leaning in to kiss you once more, your tongues swirling together. you couldn't believe how soft and sticky Angel's tongue was. it made dirty thoughts spew in your mind like syrup in an antique bottle. you wanted more, and you hadn't even gotten to second base yet.

Angel sat you both up, and you were quick to unbutton his blazer, squeaking when you accidentally popped the button. "fuck, i'm sor-" he didn't even give you time to respond, silencing you with another wet kiss, your hands squeezing and fondling his fluffy chest. "fuck baby.. your hands feel fuckin' incredible," Angel panted hotly in your mouth, your tongue running over his gold tooth.

you gasped when Angel tugged your own shirt off, exposing your binder. Angel noticed the nervous look on your face, and he was quick to say, "hey, toots, focus. look at me," you timidly lifted your head to meet his gaze. he pressed a chaste kiss to your cheek, whispering, "i ain't ever one to judge, baby. i want you to know that, okay, baby? you're so fuckin' handsome, baby. lemme take care of you,"

his words melted the ice around your heart. you shyly nodded, letting Angel unzip your binder, allowing your chest and ribs to breathe. Angel had to sit back for a second, basking his mind in your beauty. your soft chest, stomach, sides, face flushed, your boxers peaking out of your pants-fuck, you were a sight for sore eyes. he felt honored to be the first person to see you so vulnerable, and oh so delectable.

"fuck.. you really don't have a clue how delicious you look right now, baby." Angel half-laughed, a hand in his hair to stabilize himself. he could feel his retractable cock throbbing in his skirt, and he had to force himself to maintain some sort of composure. he wanted nothing more than to make you cum over and over again, and make your brain melt, your only thoughts being him. Angel began undoing the button of your pants. you bit your lip, letting him continue. he shimmied them down, throwing your boxers to the side as well. Angel's eyes went from your belly button down to your throbbing t-dick. Angel licked his lips, immediately spreading your legs apart, his hands on your knees.

you turned bright red, throwing an arm over your eyes, a giddy laugh leaving your lips. Angel smiled, glad to know that you were feeling a little better and more comfortable now. he pressed a kiss to your inner thigh, making you suck in a sharp breath and grasp his hair. your fingers tangled in the white locks with baby pink spots, making his eyes gleam with mischief up at you. "Angel.. babe, fuck," you whimpered, starting to squirm. Angel's hands moved up to press down on your hips. he let out a soft 'tsk tsk' as he said, "nuh uh, sugar. be a good boy for me, alright?" he said with a smirk. all you could do was swallow and nod obediently, grabbing a pillow, holding it against your chest. "mm, good boy," Angel chuckled, pressing another kiss, right next to your vulva. he nuzzled his nose against your pelvis, sighing as his senses were completely engulfed by you and only you.

Angel flattened his tongue, letting it drag all the way from your folds to your swollen t-dick. you nearly squealed at the sensation. it was so warm, so wet, foreign, but fuck it felt incredible. Angel continued to leave those long, soft strokes on your heated skin, making you let out noises left and right. "mm, yer sweet, babe," Angel hummed against you. he began focusing right on your clit, his tongue nearly engulfing it. he wrapped his lips around you, bobbing his head up and down on your clitoral growth. not skipping a beat, Angel slipped a finger inside of you, starting to stretch you out.

you cried out, your breathing growing labored, fingers grasping at Angel's hair for dear life. Angel was so fucking skilled with his mouth. you were starting to wonder why you hadn't let him suck you off sooner. "fuck, just like that, Angel.. fucking hell, baby," you panted, starting to nervously grind into Angel's mouth, testing the waters. he hummed in a soft sense of praise, letting you thrust into his mouth. it hadn't even been five minutes and you were crying out, squeezing your thighs against his face. Angel lapped up all of your release, his eyes half lidded, looking up at you through his thick lashes.

Angel pulled away, his chin glistening with your fluids, panting, cheeks flushed red, and a smirk on his face. "fuck sugar.. you're addicting. i could suck you off for hours if you'd let me," Angel said with a snicker. all you could do was huff and roll your eyes, sitting up. Angel grabbed some lube and a condom from his bedside table. he laid down and patted his lap, lifting up his skirt, his cock flinging out. "c'mere sugar, take a ride if yer up for it."

Angel held your hips, helping you sit on his cock. you groaned, shivering at the initial intrusion. when you were fully impaled, you moaned, your t-dick rubbing against Angel's pelvis. "fuck.. you're big," you panted. Angel smirked up at you, managing to say, "god baby, hold on a second.. don't move-fuck, i think i might burst," Angel croaked, squirming. now he was the one a mess.

"okay.. okay, move whenever you're ready, sugar." you nodded, kissing Angel, starting to rub your hips up and down, making him slide in and out of your tight entrance. Angel moaned into the kiss, his claws digging into your plush skin. "fuck, yeah.. you feel incredible, sugar. how're ya feeling?" Angel asked, biting his lip. you managed to say, "feels amazing, Angel," "mm, good," Angel said, starting to thrust up into you, and fuck did that make you see stars.

you gasped sharply, clinging to Angel, your eyes nearly rolling into the back of your head. his cockhead constantly brushed over your spongy g-spot, making your noises whiny and high pitched. "fuck yeah, sugar, let out those sweet noises for me." Angel growled. he was constantly kissing you, his upper set of arms holding you around your midsection, the lower set holding your ass and guiding you up and down on his cock. "i'm cumming-! Angel, i'm gonna cum again!" you were nearly crying at this point. Angel was hitting all of the right spots inside of you, and you just couldn't hold back anymore. you were falling apart at the seems, the only superglue holding you together was Angel and his dick inside of you.

all Angel could do was smile dumbly at you. he was so happy to have brought you to the edge not once, but twice now in one night. "go ahead, sugar. cum for me. it's okay, go on and let go,"

that was all it took. you sobbed and convulsed, quivering as you came on top of Angel, squeezing him through the condom. Angel groaned and held you close, nuzzling your shoulder sweetly. he was slow as he turned you over, your back flat against the bed, legs hitched over his waist. he asked, "can uh.. can i keep goin'? i'm sorry toots, its just.. fuck, i dunno why its taking me so damn long to cum," he said, sounding breathless and weak. you pressed your lips to Angel's sweaty forehead, whispering, "its fine, babe. really, it is. as long as you don't mind me shaking," you said with a soft chuckle. Angel smiled, and you swore you heard him sniffle as he said, "fuck, i love ya, sugar."

his thrusts were slow but deep, still hitting that sensitive spot inside of you. when Angel felt himself nearing release, he reached down and starting stroking you in time with his thrusts, making you yelp and arch your back. "think-fuck, think you can finish with me one more time, babe?" Angel asked with a wicked smirk. you nodded, going nonverbal, smiling up at Angel. your brain was mush at this point. and fuck, you loved it. you loved knowing you'd gone dumb on Angel's cock.

he kissed you as he came, groaning and shivering, letting out a whimper as he filled the condom with his release. you were thankful for Angel kissing you, because you nearly screamed when you came for the third time, milking Angel for all he was worth.

"fuck.. that was-" "magical?" ".. yeah. magical. whatever it was, it was fucking fantastic." you said with a soft chuckle. you watched as Angel tied up the condom and threw it away, going to his ensuite bathroom. he came back with a hot washcloth, cleaning you up, leaving loving pecks along your neck as he did so.

"i left lots of marks on ya.. sorry sugar," Angel said with a sheepish grin. he most certainly had. you had hickeys littering your neck, a few bite marks on your shoulders, marks on your inner thighs, and some scratches on your thighs and buttocks. "eh, whatever makes people stop flirting with me on the streets." you said, making Angel nearly choke on his own saliva.

fuck, he was so in love with you.

[motorcycleboy9]

My take on The Outsiders Modern AU (I'll maybe draw something on that later)

Ponyboy Curtis

transmasculine agender, bisexual, he>they(she)

- ponyboy isn't his real name, but a nickname he picked in 2020, when first realized he's transmasc. kinda regrets it but everyone already got used to it.

- is short and insecure about it

- likes dressing nicely, but doesn't really have money for any good clothes. steals some old pieces from soda's closet.

- bisexual. though had a pre-trans phase when he thought that he only liked girls.

- listens to the smiths & arctic monkeys

- hadn't start on smoking yet, but thinks that with amount of stress in his life will start eventually. probably will do the vape ones, especially if they're chocolate flavored.

- mrs. curtis is alive in this setting, but mr. curtis died in car crash. so yeah, she's a single mom, though darry's trying to help her out.

- he and johnny share the same interest - manga. that's probably how they became friends. (they went to the same middle school)

Johnny Cade

gay guy, he/they

- grows his hair out, though doesn't really know how to manage it (it has wavy texture)

- has conservative parents who are aware he's gay. neglected him ever since, and even said stuff sort of a "you are not our son anymore", which made johnny hate his own household.

- in a world where not all of the se hinton's characters are white I would like to think that johnny's mom is filipino. (he's probably half or 1/4th)

- doesn't smoke cause the smell makes him start coughing badly. and also because his parents smoke a lot, and he doesn't want to be like them.

- broke his leg and back once. not because of saving kids in a burning church this time though. probably a much more stupid reason.

- actually liked being in the hospital cause then he didn't have to see his family & couldn't go to school.

- have been bullied in middle school. pony was the person who tried to help him out, but couldn't have done much.

Dallas Winston

cis guy, bisexual (in denial), he/him

- has christian parents and got a religious trauma.

- got pretty conservative views because of the church, but is trying to work it through.

- told johnny that only girls and gays wear long hair. the thing is johnny's actually gay. and Dallas is indeed wrong.

- had a breakdown when realized that he likes guys.

- started smoking to piss off his parents, but actually got into a habit. hates vaping, thinks that they're not 'real stuff'

- used to be a bully in middle school and earlier (he and johnny went to different middle schools, though. so no, he didn't bully Johnny)

- sometimes when he runs away from his parents at night, he goes to Johnny's place. and then they both go and hang out somewhere.

- brags about living in New York for a few years. everyone thinks it's tuff. but no one knows what he was actually doing there. (me neither)

thanks to everyone who read this to the end! I'm sorry for any grammar mistakes. also, I would really appreciate it if you would help me think of any headcanons for Shepards, Cherry, Steve or Two-bit. and stay tuned for the next part.

[arecaceae175]

for the pride month prompts:

trans sky.

he can't breathe? maybe he should take off his binder and stretch? has he got cramps? does he wanna sleep? the chain just supporting him. mentions of t4t groozelink?

twilight cheering him up and showing off top surgery scars???

HI HELLO I WENT BONKERS WITH THIS ONE

Summary: Twilight and Legend notice Sky struggling with his binder, then Sky grapples with jealousy. 2.2k words, angst and hurt/comfort.

I hope this is ok! It's a bit more angsty than I intended, but oh well. I fit quite a few of the prompts in here. And it also got way longer than intended, but that's a good thing lol.

Warnings for lots of dysphoria and discussion of unsafe binding practices.

Excerpt under the cut :D

"Sit," Legend commanded, then plopped onto the ground herself. Twilight followed, concern still clearly displayed on his face. Sky grimaced as he sat, his binder pinching one of the rolls in his skin. He kept his eyes on the trees so he wouldn't have to see the way his body settled. It was always worse sitting. He couldn't easily adjust the tight fabric of his binder underneath his layers of tunics and chainmail, so he wiggled until the pinching stopped.

"Everything okay?" Warriors asked.

"I'll holler if we need anything," Twilight said. Sky appreciated the lack of audience as he sniffled and wiped his nose on his sleeve.

"Ew," Legend mumbled. She pulled a handkerchief out of her pocket and threw it at Sky. Sky caught it with a wet laugh and used it to wipe the snot and tears off his face, though they weren't quite finished yet.

His chest ached. Crying always made the pain worse.

"Can you tell us what's going on?" Twilight asked.

Sky turned his head away. There was a bug hopping across the forest floor. He followed it with his eyes as a hand absentmindedly rose to rub his ribs.

"Shit. When was the last time you took off your binder?" Legend asked.

"Oh," Twilight hummed in realization. "I knew you looked out of breath after the battle this morning." 

Sky choked on a sob. He knew he wasn't supposed to wear his bonder during exercise. With the speed Warriors was leading the group with, the hiking itself qualified, and he was already overworked and out of breath after the run-in with monsters. Sky had thought for a long time about whether or not to wear the binder when he got dressed that morning, but one look at his reflection in the clear lake water and his decision was made for him.

"I'm sorry," Sky mumbled. His head dipped forward, chin resting against his chest. He desperately wanted to curl into a ball, but the fabric of his binder was digging into his skin enough just sitting upright.

"Don't apologize," Twilight said softly. "It's okay."

"I don't even know why I'm crying," Sky said through his tears.

"Do you want to change out of your binder for a break?" Twilight asked.

Sky shook his head as another sob broke through. He winced and a hand flew to his ribs. They were already bruised, and the crying hurt.

"Twilight was trying to be nice about it, but you don’t actually have a choice. You need a break." Legend's voice was harsh, but not unkind.

Twilight leaned forward and put his hand right in front of Sky's leg, as close to physical comfort as he could get. "Bodies are bodies, nothing more. Yours has carried you this far, so it deserves a break, yeah?"

Sky sniffed and nodded, reluctantly. He knew he was well over the recommended wearing time, and that was not counting the exertion of the day. Plus, Sky admitted to himself, his binder was really hurting. "Yeah."

[stillfrownyclownlol]

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 :)

[edsanon]

Eeeeee !

I wrote something !

So, I noticed that there’s a lot (only) fem readers for the Hantengu clones, so I decided to write something as a trans!masc guy.

Sekido’s part turned out as a fucking fanfic at this point.

And I am sorry for the Karaku fans out there, your part is so short compared to Urogi and Sekido :,(

I swear I did my best-

CW : Reader cut contacts with his parents on Aizetsu’s and Sekido’s part, internalized homophobia in Aizetsu’s part, mention of scars in Karaku’s part, deadnaming, slut shaming, calling names, description of violence, zapping someone on Sekido’s part.

Hantengu clones finding out that their SO is trans!masc HCS

Aizetsu-

•He thought you were a very pretty guy, that’s honestly it.

•He didn’t know if you would like him too, since in this society it has to be a man and a woman but he was so so happy when you accepted to go on a date with him.

•You didn’t talk much about when you were a child, or your family, and he always found it odd the way you would always try to deepen your voice, but he didn’t question it.

•It’s only when he went over to your house for the first time that he saw a picture, hidden away. It was a tiny little girl, she kinda looked like you.

•” I didn’t know you had a daughter..”

“I don’t have one.”

“A sister then ?”

•You looked so nervous, anxious, fidgeting with your hands..

•”That’s..Me, actually..”

•He was about to question you when you clapped your hand.

•”Welp ! I’m gonna make myself a snack, is there anything you want ?”

“I’m fine, thank you.”

•You were so glad that he dropped the subject, at least until you two were cuddling on your futon.

•”You look better now..”

•You tilted your head upward to look at him, confused.

•”You look happier now, you’re glowing.”

•He held you close.

•He wasn’t dumb, he pieced it together, and he felt so sorrowful that you had to go through not being comfortable with yourself for so long.

•If someone misgenders you he will gently correct them. He will not hesitate to murder if the person misgenders you on purpose. He won’t take too kindly disrespecting his boyfriend.

•You’re his amazing boyfriend and he’d rather walk into the sun than not telling you as such.

Urogi-

•When he caught a glimpse of you, he honestly didn’t know what you were…

•”Hey hey ! What are you ?”

•You were so confused at his question.

•”A human..?”

“Are you a boy or a girl ?”

“Boy.”

“Okay.”

•And that was pretty much it. No further question, you’re a boy and that’s it.

•But you were hiding something and he didn’t like it one bit, and he spent months trying to figure out what it was. It was a game for him.

•What did you swallow ? Why did you go see the doctor ? What do you mean you were born in the wrong time period ?

•He eventually found out when he opened the door to your room during one of his surprise visits while you were bandaging your chest.

•”Darling hi- What are you doing ?”

“Urogi ?!”

•To say you were panicked and mortified was an understatement. Your mouth felt dry as he sat besides you. You were terrified that now that he found out he wouldn’t treat you the same, would treat you like a girl, a person you were NOT.

•“Dear are you-“

“I’M A BOY !”

•You shouted panicked. He looked at you surprised while words were flowing through your mouth.

•”I’m a boy, I really am, I was just…Not born in the right body…” Was your simplistic answer. It was so much more complicated but in your state that’s all you managed to say.

•He put his head on the back of his talons while looking at you.

•”Are you happy ?”

•You were not expecting this question, and it apparently showed.

“Are you happier as a boy ?”

•You blinked, not knowing what to say. It was something much trickier than living as a boy or as a girl, but you did appreciate his effort.

•”I guess so ? I guess I’m happier now.”

•He smiled at you before pushing his entire body onto yours, nuzzling your collarbone.

•”That’s what counts the most. I’m happy as long as you are.”

•His wings were flapping happily while you hugged him back tightly, squealing in his hair with how happy you were.

•”But I thought you were hiding a partner from me.”

“Excuse me what ?”

•Urogi is an absolute menace when it comes to you. He will bring you himself to the doctor, if anyone misgenders you and you don’t have the guts to correct them, he will. Someone tries to harm you for who you are or disrespect you he is killing them but slowly. He’ll make them beg for forgiveness for hurting you.

•You are his precious darling and he wants you to be happy. If someone even tries to make you sad he is fighting.

•He became a bit protective of you.

Karaku-

•You’re hot and that first picked his interest, that’s it.

•He’s literally thirsting so hard over you, he doesn’t care, you’re such a hotty.

•How did he find out ? By thirsting over you-

•You were painting the table after it broke (and you repaired it of course-) since it sadly cracked.

•Some paint managed to get on your kimono after you were done, so you decided to take off your kimono and get yourself another one.

•Which is a this moment the pleasure demon walked in.

•”Hey babe.” You greeted him while making a ball out of your kimono.

•”Hey sweetheart.” He greeted back, looking at you near salivating.

•He noticed the scars, understood, and somehow that just made you hotter to him ? Help this man he’s so down bad for you.

•He made his way to you, circling his arms around you while kissing your neck.

•”You’re so fucking handsome babe..” He said lowly in your ear.

•He will get his hands dirty to keep you safe, but you do have a good passing so he doesn’t doubt that you’ll be fine.

•But just to be sure-

•No matter what he will treat you like royalty, like a deity, because yes he does, and you’re literally the prettiest most hottest person in existence to him and he loves you lots.

•He will blow people away for you, you just have to ask.

Sekido-

•He fell for you because he finds you sweet, and a few more reasons but especially because you’re sweet.

•You’re nice and you offer nice hugs (the rare times you do actually hug him.)

•He won’t complain but he often wondered why you cut contact with your parents. They must have done something really bad for you to actually leave them out of your life.

•But that means you’re all his so a win is a win.

•He found out when you two were going on a midnight walk, he even allowed you to hold his hand, it was a nice date.

•Suddenly you both heard a voice shriek from behind you.

•”(Deadname) ! Where have you been ?! How DARE you leave like that young lady !”

•You were terrified. How did you mother found you ? The date wasn’t even close to your hometown!

•Sekido took things in his own hands, very much annoyed that some bitch was ruining his date with his perfect boyfriend.

•”Listen here harlot, you’re obviously talking to a guy. You have dementia or something ? Go get checked and stop bothering us.”

•The crazy witch was still spouting nonsense at you. Why weren’t you responding ?

•”Mother listen-“

“THIS is the kind of man you’re with ?! What, did he knock you up ?! I wouldn’t be surprised you whore !”

“I love him-“

“And change these clothes, you’re a woman so dress like one !”

•Sekido was annoyed, electricity was coursing in his veins and around him.

•He did not want you to see him kill someone, especially your own blood (probably.) but he was very close to.

•”Mother I am a MAN-“

“No you’re not ! You’re just confused !”

“Mother-“

“Shut up you ungrateful brat of a daughter !”

•That’s enough.

•He grabbed her by the back and throw her hard against a tree, savoring the sound of some of her ribs cracking.

•He stabbed the trunk of the tree with his staff just above her head, a warning.

•”That’s enough you old hag. I am at my LIMIT. NOBODY treats my BOYFRIEND like this, I understand why he’d cut contact with such a disgusting freak like you.”

•He was furious. He wouldn’t kill her in front of you, he doesn’t want you to be afraid of him, but he would gladly shock her until she gets scars. Which is what he did.

•Her cries and screams of pain were delectable to his ears, until he felt you gently tug on his kimono, brave enough to risk being shocked and yelled at.

•”Sekido please stop, let’s just leave, I want to go..”

•He sighed as he stopped.

•You were close to crying, which would be annoying to him usually but right now he could forgive it.

•He grabbed your hand and started leaving with you, he still glared one last time at your birth giver.

•”If I ever see you again, I will not be so merciful. Be grateful to your son, bitch.”

•Needless to say the way back was silent. Until he spoke up.

•”Why did she call you her daughter and other things ?”

•You gulped.

•You were not ready for this conversation, terrified of his reactions. What if he sided with your mom if he knows the truth ?

•You took a deep breath to answer.

•”I was born as a girl, this is why. But I AM a man, I was just..Born in the wrong body.”

“Okay.”

•That was it ? That was his reaction ? ‘Okay’ ?

•”You…Really don’t mind ?”

•He tsked under his breath, looking just as angry as ever, but his words were gentle.

•”I meant what I said, you’re my boyfriend.”

•You smiled at him, so glad to be accepted. It lifted such a weight off your shoulder, it felt really nice.

•”Thank you..”

“(Deadname) is really fucking ugly by the way, I like your name much better. You know how to chose a nice name unlike your birth giver.”

•That made you crack up. You softly laughed at his remark.

•He was still reeling with rage, but first he has to make sure you’re okay.

[our-aroace-experience]

ok so here's my ace/arospec story

ace:

i learned about being ace

oh i don't know

12 years old maybe

i searched it up after reading about it online

"aroace definition"

it went something like

"being both aromantic and asexual"

i searched up

"aromantic"

"asexual"

at first i thought it was a bit strange

i hadn't learned yet

to distinguish

between romantic attraction and sexual attraction

because i didn't know

people actually wanted sex

people actually saw someone and went

"wow"

"i want to fuck them"

i had a crush on a childhood friend of mine

at the time

(a guy. i am a girl.)

i'd always assumed i was cishet

grew up in a conservative christian household

slightly offtopic but honestly my parents were great

not stereotypical conservative christians

both allies

they had friends who were trans and gay

i'd checked out queer media from the library

and they were fine with it

anyway

back to the story

so since i had a crush on the opposite gender

i assumed ofc

i was cishet

well ofc i wasn't into sex, i was just a kid

but at age 13

almost 14

i was alone

in a hotel room, no parents, on instagram

that's the only time i could get that

late night phone time

when i didn't have parents around

i found @i.put.the.ace.in.disgrace on instagram

scrolled through every fucking post

on their account

and on the #asexual tag

i related to those posts

like

a lot

a suspicious amount for someone supposedly allo

even though i was just a kid

yeah maybe i'd grow into it

maybe i'd feel attraction one day

but not now

and who the hell was going to tell me

what i could or couldn't identify as

so i tried out the ace label

spent hours and hours

wondering if it was right

if i was really ace

if i wasn't too young

but going back to being allo felt wrong

so i decided to keep the label

the first person i came out to

was an online friend

they were so amazing and supportive of it

i love them so much for that

they said i'd been on their gaydar for a while

(a message i still think about

when wondering if i'm really ace)

felt sick the next day

i'd always been an ally

supported my queer friends

arospec aspec trans homosexual i supported them all

but it made me sick

to think about me

myself

being queer

it was sort of rough

but i got through it

later

came out to my friend and her mom

they were cool about it

i knew i'd be safe

they weren't ecstatic or super happy

but they accepted me

"cool"

that's what they said i remember it

i was a hot mess that day too

stuttered over all my words when trying to come out

and they still accepted me

i love them

later

i decided to hint at my identity to my mom

talked about not liking sex

i checked out a few ace books

from the library

my mom took me aside

i don't remember her exact words

it went something like

"it's natural to be curious

but you can't be ace at 14

you're not trying to be

are you?"

ofc

i managed to convince her i was allo

had to be more careful then

arospec:

i'd only had one crush.

one crush who i'd liked as a friend first.

you see where this is going, don't you?

well

i didn't

i'd heard that aces had not very many crushes

so i assumed i was just Really Really Asexual

and i couldn't be aro hahahaha

i'd been in love before!

aros cannot be in love!

oh by golly i was wrong

i started questioning

(only one crush?

my friends are all over their crushes

plural

and i've only had one??

maybe i'm not as allo as i thought)

i debated over gray-aro and demi-aro

picked demi

it described my experience more accurately

came out to aforementioned friend

then aforementioned online friend

they were chill about it

(fucking love them)

then i 3d printed a black ring

and a white ring

ace

and aro

and this is maybe the best part of the whole experience

i had friends who were stereotypical conservative christian

queerphobic

they complimented my aro and ace rings

and so did my mom

and that made me really happy for some reason

shit that was a long ask im sorry

thank you for sharing! i hope your mum comes around to you being aroace one day

also side note: this reads like a poem it’s so well written!

[yuridovewing]

Family Tree Base Used

Razorverse!Sandstorm family tree ! I made Tallstar's family sadder. Info/Changes under the cut

Sandgorse:

-Largely the same as he is in canon, except he's held accountable for being a bad father. He does not reconcile with Tallstar, not even in StarClan. Like Rainstar(flower), he doubles down on his actions and refuses to apologize. Tallstar's arc is about realizing he’s never going to win his father’s approval and focusing on the cats who care about him.

-Did make him kinda worse though. He's transphobic to Tallstar. Sorry for putting transphobia in the warriors universe but uhhh. I mean my take on this world is allll about how restrictive and harmful the clans can be and how they need to acknowledge that and change so. Bigotry naturally kinda comes with that.

-Pressures both of his children to be tunnelers and puts their dying legacy on their shoulders. Tallpaw develops claustrophobia, only made worse by Sandgorse. Finchpaw does much better at it and becomes his golden child for a bit, but gives her a perfectionist complex.

-Might have his prefix changed to separate him from Sandstorm more

Palebird:

-Largely the same as in canon, except she doesn't have a litter with Woolytail. She does not want more children.

-She still has ppd and trouble connecting to her children. This is made worse by Sandgorse not being a very good mate to her and dismissing her mental health.

-Taking a page out of For Roads Untraveled's book here, her arc is about how the characters around her, including her mate, dismiss her declining mental health and how that affects her relationship with her kids. She loves them, but she struggles to care for them and be around them. Her only real supports are Brackenwing and Woolytail. Sandgorse holds every favor he does for the family over her head, and to get back at him, asks Heatherstar to make her kits moor runners. This causes a lot of strife for everyone involved, especially when Sandgorse dies on bad terms with them all. Palebird spends years being estranged from her kits, but they finally talk it out and reconcile later in life. She dies peacefully in her sleep.

-Dates Woolytail soon after Sandgorse's death cause she realized that they had more chemistry and respect for one another than she ever had with Sandgorse, who pressured her to give up moor running to be a tunneler with him "if she cared about him".

Tallstar:

-Trans male and gay. Sandgorse is not a fan. Too bad for him. Very briefly T4T with Jake but it doesn't last long- Jake is a kittypet at heart.

-Has claustrophobia and PTSD from the cave in that killed his father.

-More... politically neutral than anything throughout his leadership. He's leery of "outsiders" but doesn't inherently dislike them. He genuinely didn't have much of an issue with Mudclaw's more conservative thinking when he appointed him deputy.

-However, he is more friendly to ThunderClan because of their history. He trusted them enough to allow his niece to be nursed there, and later let his nephew join. He was deeply grateful for their help when they rescued WindClan from exile.

-He had a big change of heart in old age, realizing he has more kin outside of his clan at this point than inside, and the journey especially opens his eyes that the clans bonding together would be more beneficial than not. But by then, it was too late- he ended up hurting more cats than saving by making Onewhisker deputy against the latter's true wishes.

-Has a strained relationship with Onestar in StarClan. Onestar is very bitter over what Tallstar did, and Tallstar wishes he went about his decision differently every day and wants to reconcile with him.

-Misses his ThunderClan kin a lot. His sister's death hit him quite hard as she was his last remaining family.

Finchsong:

-Rescued dead kit... only to die later whoops.

-Very stubborn molly, both a good and bad thing depending on the time. She was always taking risks to do what she thought was right- for example, running into a blocked off tunnel to try and convince Heatherstar to bring back tunneling. Or running away with her brother to find their father's murderer.

-As a kit and apprentice, she was much more insecure. She was briefly Sandgorse's golden child, because she was less "cowardly" than her brother and "more willing to embrace her future". AKA, do what Sandgorse wanted, give up her apprenticeship with no lip, and not complain cause she was afraid of his reaction. She actually did like to tunnel, but Sandgorse took all the joy out of it for her. She just stressed and stressed and stressed over whether she was digging the way Sandgorse wanted her to (even if it didn't suit her) or if Sandgorse was in a bad mood or not. Her relationship with Tallpaw is fractured over this briefly, as she sides with her father and starts begging Tallpaw to "just go with it" so he could be accepted too.

-She doesn't say it, but Sandgorse's death was a relief. She was devastated, she was angry that it happened... but she felt like she could breathe. This made her feel horribly guilty- how could she feel better with her father buried in the earth rather than besides her? It's a big motivator for her joining Talltail on his quest, and when she finally speaks about these feelings to Talltail, it pushes the two of them to process their feelings about their father and helps them reconcile in the long run.

-However, she is still left as a massive perfectionist, to the detriment of herself.

-Bisexual. Sandgorse was not a fan of this either.

-Bonded with Smokemask later in life, and felt very comfortable around him. She felt she could mess up in front of him and not beat herself up over it. She originally wasn't going to have kittens, in fear of restarting the cycle she experienced with her family, but felt confident about having them with Smokemask.

-Unfortunately, Smokemask was slain in a border skirmish with ShadowClan before their second litter was born. The stress of this, as well as the cold season and sickness, left Finchsong weakened, and she didn't survive her kitting, along with two of her kittens.

Smokemask:

-OC character, his parents are filler characters intended to help the gene pool a bit. Born shortly after Tall and Finch, he was mostly just casual friends with them before growing very close to Finchsong later in life.

-He didn't have a lot going on. Go boy give us nothing

-Also bi probably

-Was a more calm and chilled out character than anything to contrast with Finchsong's stressed and stubborn character.

-Was close to his son Longtail.

-Unfortunately died before meeting his second litter in a border skirmish.

Longtail:

-Finch and Smoke's firstborn, he was a single-kit litter. He's only about seven moons older than Sandstorm.

-Might have been in the skirmish that killed his dad. Whoops!

-More trans swag, also aro ace.

-Was devastated when his mother died, as he was very close to her. He was a worrywart over his baby sister, to the point where he was allowed to visit her in ThunderClan and build a relationship with her. He spent a lot of time in the nursery because of this and ended up becoming very good with children. (Minus Firepaw oops)

-When Sandkit wanted to stay in ThunderClan, he was torn. Deciding that he wanted his sister to be happy, but not wanting to be apart from her, he left WindClan so that she'd have some kin over there.

-This does become a point of insecurity for him, however. ThunderClan doubts his loyalty and the older warriors constantly question him when they're at conflict with WindClan. This makes it very easy for him to get sucked up into Tigerclaw's friend group, where he adapts their harmful mindset. He decides that to be a true ThunderClan warrior, he and Sandkit have to renounce their WindClan relation and prove himself by protecting ThunderClan from treacherous outsiders.

-This is part of why he's so antagonistic to Firepaw. He lashes out because this is his chance to prove that he's not like those outsiders. Plus, he feels pretty humiliated being on equal standing with a kittypet. At least HE'S clanborn.

-This gets worse when Sandstorm gets close to Fireheart, he doubles down, but after Tigerclaw's exile, he's thrown head first into what his life will be like if he keeps up his xenophobic beliefs. Slowly, but surely, he tries to patch things up with Fireheart and really empathize with him, realizing they're not so different and opening up to him. Xenophobia loss.

-He gets put through the wringer hard. It's canon compliant from here on out til Swiftpaw's death, which he takes extremely hard. Fireheart, despite their terrible past, is a shoulder for him to lean on during this time. At this point, Sandstorm is pregnant, and Longtail decides to put his faith in Fireheart and follow him.

-After Whitestorm's death, Fireheart makes Longtail deputy. He makes for a good deputy for most of the year, but steps down when he's blinded in the first book of TNP (there's a smaller time gap between TPB and TNP)

-Dotes on Sandstorm's descendants pretty hard

Sandstorm:

-Was the only surviving kit in Finchsong's second litter.

-There were no other queens in the nursery when Sandkit was born, so no one could feed her. Thinking fast, Barkface remembered that one of ThunderClan's mollies had had a litter very recently, and said that Sandkit should be taken there to be fed.

-Her foster siblings were Dustkit and Ravenkit. She grew very close to Dustkit in particular. Dust and Raven's mother was Nightdapple (AKA: Nightkit, Tigerclaw’s sister!) and their father is a currently undecided cat… he’s not important.

-Bluestar had agreed to give her back to WindClan when she was weaned, but Sandkit cried and cried and clung to her foster mother when the time came. She didn't want to leave the forest, not her mother or Dustkit. Tallstar tried to make her come back... but quickly realized that he would just be making her miserable, thinking back to his brief romance with Jake, where the latter was clearly miserable living as a wild cat full time. Knowing that ThunderClan's numbers had been cut down harshly after their recent plague and that Bluestar was worried about their population, Tallstar agreed to allow Sandkit to be a ThunderClan cat.

-Growing up, however, she definitely felt her clanmates' judgement for not being born in ThunderClan. Even her best friend Dustpaw seemed to agree that while she was a good friend, it made sense that not everyone trusted her for not being born there. Similar to Longtail, her hostility to other clan cats and Firepaw stemmed from this insecurity.

-Loved her older brother a lot and admired him. She was very offended that he lost to Firepaw, which made her resent him even more as an apprentice.

-She was horrified when WindClan was driven out, however.

-When Fireheart, Graystripe, Whitestorm, and Tigerclaw were sent to find WindClan, Sandpaw followed them, outraged that the kittypet was sent to find them instead of her. Fireheart and Graystripe bickered with her, asking why she was bothering with the journey. At first, she refused to tell them the real reason, embarrassed at what Fireheart may say about her heritage. But when Sandpaw nearly got hit by a monster on the thunderpath, Fireheart saved her, hurting himself in the process.

-As he's nursed back to health, Sandpaw stiffly thanked him for saving her. The two of them nearly bicker again, but it actually ended up being a nice enough conversation. Sandpaw finally tells Fireheart about her WindClan family, and how she felt out of place in ThunderClan sometimes because of it. And Fireheart... actually found a bit of comfort in that, knowing that someone else felt the same pressure he did to prove themself. The two of them realize they have far more in common and Sandpaw gave him a thorough apology for how she treated him when he was an apprentice.

-When they find WindClan, she felt very awkward, but Uncle Tallstar was exceedingly happy to see her. He immediately trusted the ThunderClan patrol because of her presence. The two of them bonded throughout the journey back home, Sandpaw feeling encouraged by Fireheart to reach out to her uncle and not renounce a relationship with him entirely.

-Despite running away, Whitestorm encouraged Bluestar to make Sandpaw a warrior after the journey.

-There's a pretty big shift in the original five apprentice group dynamic after this. Graystripe pulled away due to his relationship with Silverstream, and Fireheart ended up leaning more on Sandstorm. Sandstorm ended up feeling more comfortable around Fireheart than around Dustpelt, who spent more time parroting Tigerstar these days and making her feel like there were strings attached to their friendship. Fireheart never made her feel like she had to pretend to be someone she wasn't, and she ended up loving his thoughtful and determined nature. Her friendship with Dustpelt imploded when she snaps at him for making a cruel joke about WindClan, and though they reconcile later when Dustpelt gets better, they were never that close ever again.

-She and Fireheart get together in Rising Storm, and their first litter (Squirrelkit/Leafkit) was born in A Dangerous Path.

[icicledream]

y'know what i'm feeling brave, here's an in-depth look at my trans lesbian neuvillette headcanon!

note: i use she/her pronouns for neuvillette, but i do not care how you choose to refer to her! also in my brain, teyvat has HRT and gender affirming surgeries lol

anyway, here's my thought process behind trans lesbian neuvillette!! (sorry, it's a bit long ^-^;; i ramble and overexplain myself a lot..)

at first, she didn't care whatsoever about gender. when she first started living alongside humans, she actually thought that societal norms around gender are pointless. she's may have been reborn with a human form, but she's still a dragon, so why would she worry about something as trivial as gender? she did not care that humans percieved her as a "male", and simply just went with it. first and foremost she was herself, and she was fine with that.

after living amongst humans for a couple hundred years, she started to find the feminine form pleasing- not just in an attractive sense, but in an "i want to be like that" sense. Sigewinne, the melusine nurse at the fortress of meropide, told the pondering Neuvillette about the transgender umbrella. she ended up resonating heavily with the idea, finding that she even feels a certain amount of dysphoria outside of general discomfort of being in a human form. and so began her gender transition journey!

her goal was to simply obtain a more "feminine" silhouette beneath her robes, which hrt of course helped with. despite her transitioning, she was still only referred to as "monsieur" and with he/him pronouns due to her judicial garb hiding any changes her body went through and her not bothering to change her voice, but she didn't really care to correct anyone. she has her preferred body now, and that's what matters most to her.

the shift to primarily using she/her and "madame" came after an interview with a melusine, who was asked many questions about neuvillette, was published. this shift took her by surprise, but it still made her feel very happy. despite her preferences, she still does not particularly care to correct anyone if they do say "monsieur" or use he/him, or they/them. after all, she is still simply herself, and she is more than happy with that.

nowadays, her gender dysphoria is practically nonexistent and she has no personal interest of any sort of cosmetic surgeries or vocal training.

thank u for reading if u got this far yayayay :D

[love-toxin]

miss ellie i'm realizing now that i never told you now revolutionary your ocs are. like. i've been on this website for literal years and the day i found your blog was with an oc post where you introduced such a dynamic lineup with so much variety, it was the first i had ever seen. maybe i wasn't looking hard enough but you had poc yanderes AND trans yanderes it was the first time i had ever seen any (i know it sounds crazy to say but i'm being so fr rn.) even when i look through your old posts and reread them i just get blown away by how each one is different and has their own personality even though you have so many?? anyway it's late and i just wanted to say that ty <3

will you marry me?? 🥺

LOL to be for real though that makes me sooooo happy you don't even understand, I'm really glad i get to be that way for you and all you lovely people 💕💕 it's a blessing to be able to write & post my work and I'm genuinely happy to see people connecting with it.

tbh, the representation i try to portray accurately is a really long-standing relationship i have with writing & authorship in general. this might not be a terribly interesting bit of lore but back when i was in my teens and consuming a lot of fanfic online in the early forms of it (ff.net my love </3) that was something that hit me a lot in reading self-insert fic, because I'd always been a huge reader and was just then tapping into self-inserts and community fiction posting rather than just books. and i remember distinctly (i think partly bc I've always grown up in multicultural neighborhoods/had mixed family growing up) reading fanfics and having the thought of "huh, i can relate to this description or this experience, but that makes me wonder whether other people can."

funny enough, it was partly when i would read descriptions of the author giving a self-insert long hair or referencing their hair in some way, and I'd start wondering how girls who wore a hijab would read that same piece, cause i went to school with a bunch of girls who wore it or a full niqab. and so i started wondering more like "if i was black, would i relate to this experience in this fic? if i was trans or gender non-conforming, are there characters i can relate to? if i were a mix of these things, could i find somewhere i belong in this setting?" and since then it kind of became a focus in the way i wrote stuff going forward.

i think using inclusive language in fic writing is really integral to a greater horizon of people enjoying it, and thinking on my ocs i always wanted to have characters that people could really relate to. I'd stop a lot in my process of creating my initial sets of characters and try to keep in mind those thoughts that i had in reading fics; "if i were this or that, could someone in that position relate to the stories I'm writing? and if not, what can i change to make that happen?" because if people are going to enjoy my characters or find comfort in them i want everyone possible to have the ability to. it's kind of intimidating at times to write for experiences i haven't had personally but it led me (and still leads me) to do a ton of research, and in doing so I've been able to learn lots of really fascinating things in the process. in doing so, it made it really easy for my characters to develop their personalities through my writing because i think they inherently have identities that are complex, which is always the goal you want for any character in the first place.

sorry that this kinda went off on a ramble LOL, but after so many years of writing and with my degree under my belt i still really think about it a lot. I'm really glad what i wanted to do has come across and i hope you continue to enjoy my ocs!! ❤️❤️

[leonsleftbicep]

Bake Me Back To Eden

Chapter: III

Ao3 Version

word count: 1,378

Tags: Bakery AU, Modern Setting AU, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Getting Together, Getting to Know Each Other, Vessel/II/III are dating, IV doesn't know them… yet!, Trans II, Nonbinary Vessel, Genderfluid III, They/Them Pronouns for III, It/Its and They/Them Pronouns for Vessel.

Summary: Thea(III) tries their hand at trying to get a date with the quirky bakery owner, Ivy!

Note: i did indeed project onto III a little. this one is a bit more fast paced and rushed, at least to me, i am sorry about that bit. i am trying to get the slower stuff out so i can get into a more interesting part of the story. i am just being overly critical of myself, even though i got it done and believe it is good in my eyes. i am just hoping you guys will also enjoy it as well.

“I'm going out for coffee!!” III calls out through the house, both Vessel and II were taking a nap, one they both needed from being away from each other so long. Thea knew this was their chance to get closer to the bakery owner of ivy sprigs. 

III walks in noticing how quiet it was in the cute little shop. Thea scours the vinyls for anything new, maybe a new album from a band or two.

With no luck they decide to grab a coffee or tea. They were surprised to see Ivy in a tight tee and jeans, apron discarded on the counter as he stretches his arms above his head. a few pops being heard from his back, plus a growl like sigh.

“what a display Ives” III purrs with a big smile. “oh! I uh, I didn’t expect someone to be here” IV chuckles as his face turns red.

“Do you have back problems?” III asks as they lean against the counter “I know a massage therapist who might help?”. “Well these joints aren't as young as they use to be” Ivy says as he rubs at the ache in his neck.

“wait, how old are you? this entire time i thought you were 32 like Lii” iii say surprised and slightly excited for the answer. 

IV just grins “well I am 13 years older than that” IV says as he leans forward on the counter to look into III’s eyes.

III quickly does the math as then gasps at the discovery “that explains a lot” III giggles, the only thoughts going through their head are just how hot that is to them. 

“well you are quite the silver fox, darling” III flirts very obviously, not caring to be subtle. They want IV to know that they want him. 

IV lets out a huff of a laugh “how do your partners feel about you flirting with other people?” IV asks, flirting wasn’t an issue, he just wanted to make sure he wasn’t stepping in on other people's lives. 

III was surprised by the question, they knew II got jealous when it came to IV, vessel always grabbed at Thea’s waist when they flirted with other people. Other than those two instances, they never noticed anything wrong with them flirting.

“They don’t mind, though their both very possessive” III responds as they lean closer to Ivy

“so.. they wouldn’t mind if we went on a date just to test the waters?” Ivy asks as he gazes in Thea’s heavy lidded sea foam colored eyes. 

III just bit their lip and chuckled “they wouldn’t mind” they purred. Thea reached up to brush a strand of hair behind iv’s ear, thinking that this man was absolutely gorgeous. 

The two just gaze at each other for a while, trying to figure out if this is genuinely something they wanted to do together. 

“Tonight, at that shitty bar on the corner. live music, i won't be drinking though. 8 pm” III says quickly, not elaborating anything before kissing IV’s cheek. scurrying away like an excited ferret. “wear something cute, im wearing a skirt” thea calls over their shoulder before exiting the bakery.

Ivy just stood there, beet red as he registers what he was told. He knew he had the time, and the clothes. but being told was the cherry on top.

III runs into the house and squeals, “I got a date!” they say through the house. II looks up at them “with who?” he asks as he continues to braid Vessels' hair. 

“The baker, with the Ivy tattoos” Thea says as they do a bit of a happy dance. “You got a date with Ivy? seriously?” II says with wide eyes, a slight rumble in his voice. 

III nods incredibly excited “I told him to wear something cute, we’re going to the bar” III grins 

“you mean the dingey one with the shitty bands?” Vessel asks. III nods and grins, showing off those pearly whites. 

—

Ivy was on the phone with Elanor “they said to wear something cute, but they are pretty femme so I don't know what that consists of” he says to her, still completely shocked. 

“Come on babes, they obviously want to see your muscles. weren’t they watching you stretch, then they just want you to wear your cute little button up” Elanor giggles over the phone. 

IV finally has the realization “jesus, i am a dumbass” he groans as he slaps his forehead with his hand. “But which one, I have about five different ones that fit with their aesthetic?” IV asks as he walks off to his wardrobe and flips through the selection. 

“You have anything sheer.” Elanor asks in a straight tone. “If so, wear it! they would like to see your tattoos… and tits-” IV cuts her off “Elanor, stop.”

there's a laugh on her end “hon, i'm going to have to go. The girls just got back and we have dinner reservations tonight. so, have fun on your date, and text me if you two shag!” IV yelped “Elanor!” before she ended the call.

IV took a deep breath, scrolled through his music to find the playlist that he played for big occasions and tossed his phone onto his bed, stretched and then started to put an outfit together. 

—

III put together an outfit on the safer side, not wanting to scare IV away immediately. long skirt, slouchy sweater with a fishnet bodysuit. not too crazy. 

thea makes their way to the pub they told Ivy to meet them at. waiting outside as they smile to themself about the whole thing as they play around on their phone. 

III looks up and their jaw drops when they see IV. Ivy, who took some of Elanor’s advice. he was dressed in a sheer filigree button up that had his four top buttons open, and tight dark plaid pants. “Am I dressed up too much?” Ivy asks worriedly as he moves to pull his hair up in a ponytail. 

“Leave it down” 

“What?”

“Leave your hair down, Ivy” III murmurs as they pulls IV’s hands away and gazes into his downturned eyes.

IV took a deep shaky breath as he tries not to lean in and kiss them. III pulled away and smiled “you ready for our date?” they ask as they hold IV’s hand. 

IV nodded eagerly, he already heard the first band announce themself a couple minutes ago. the thought of listening to music with them as they just enjoy each other’s presence. 

III takes IV’s hand and leads him into the bar, they notice the band “Thats Brian, he's been with this band a while.” III smiles. “you know them Thea?'' Ivy asks as he holds their waist. “mhm, he gets his tattoos done by Lii, and also gets his samples from me” III responds as the two of them walk to the bar so they can order drinks. 

They sit and talk as they wait for their drinks, discussing their favorite bands and pastries that they like. 

“you know, i haven’t had a pop tart since i was in the US, but that was before i figured out i cant eat anything with flour.” III pouts as they sip on their cola.

“I could make you some, I know a lot of places don't have options for people like you. Evie has celiacs so we have a very specific area just for gluten free options” Ivy says as he tangles his fingers with Theas. 

III has the look of pure love in their eyes and also the look that they might cry. “Are you going to cry, Thea?” IV asks softly, worried he upset them. 

“Fucking Kiss Me!” they yelp as they lean in, grabbing IV’s face, and connect lips with IV’s. 

Ivy melts as he closes his eyes and lets it happen. III doesn’t pull away until they are having a hard time breathing. When they pull away they stare at each other.

“Do you want to go to my apartment?” Ivy asks softly as his face starts to turn red. 

“Absolutely” III murmurs with a soft smile as they lean forward and kiss IV again. III pulls away “but after we dance” they whisper. 

[catboyklug]

sam & max hcs

title

this is specifically for sam & also max bc im most confident w my interpretations of them but once i play & finish tdp i'll make a post for every single other character .

quick disclaimer that this is for my sorta-AU thing where i make sense of the games and cartoon and comics by saying that each was an autobiographical (or just biographical) piece of media that they signed their rights away to. the comics were more or less exactly what happened, the cartoon was scripted half the time (with the bad day on the moon episode actively having been staged) and the games are more or less 1:1 to what happened except for the occassional references to them being. games.

also this isnt a totally exhaustive list

sammy

canon to get it outta the way: he's black, bisexual, autistic and might be trans & objectum (i hc him to definitely be the last two lmao) . i hc he has Narcissistic Traits tee em and also might have OCD

he started developing arthritis in his 20's, which was made only worse by his horrible posture due to his career path of Massive Fucking Nerd. though he fixed his back posture-wise by the time he formed the freelance police, he still is in a lot of pain near constantly.

even when he makes jokes, he wants to be taken seriously at all times. he wants you to laugh at his cleverness, not at the fact that you find him inherently funny. he tends to take this a bit far sometimes, which is part of one of the many reasons as to why he treated max so terribly in the early telltale games

since he was a pup he's tried to hide the fact he's bisexual, even if he's completely normal abt max being out as gay and doesn't see an issue with it in any sense of the term

he really wanted to be an engineer for years, but the intense sexism of the field, a desire to stick around with max, and the fact that other jobs would pay him better lead him to abandon the thought

though he wouldn't mind having children, he doesn't actively want them as much as max does. this doesn't mean he dislikes children at all, though - he actually likes them more than max does, at least conceptually

not too long after the cartoon's release, he lost contact with most of his family, excluding ruth. this was fully intentional on his part: max's refusal to talk to his family except at gatherings he stole food and drugs from inspired him to take more control of his life and contact with people he's related to

he sort of wants to grow his hair out again, but isn't sure what style to get... (i like drawing him w afros though)

completely opposite to max's feelings, sam feels a strictly familial or platonic attraction to lumpy. and platonic being based offa that plato fun fact is very very definitely relevant here i think (im sorry)

if he went with any other job, it'd have to be letterist, full stop. he has several styles of handwriting and they're all gorgeous

he's a super sweet, incredibly silly drunk, and lets himself relax and show more of his dog mannerisms when drunk enough (thank you celebrity poker 2 i love you)

maxamillion

canonically a narcissistic psychopath who might have schizophrenia. its ok i can reclaim him<333 (no i cant but my partner can) he also has a horrible family life but his family stuck together out of mutual hatred and a desire to reap society's rewards for the nuclear standard

this horrible shithead has prolly claimed to have every physical disability at some point but he's only been diagnosed w/ hypermobile joint disorder / ehler-dahlos

in the more modern time of 2024, he usually sticks to only mocking people for things that are a. traits he shares with them or b. actually disturbing, inhumane or generally Yucky

he's wanted kids for years, which is why he's constantly not-so-subtly mentioning it.

he's a deeply unprofessional drag queen AND drag king and loves playing around with both sides of the coin. he also does drag creature stuff but that's just how he normally looks so!

thanks to the autism and schizophrenia he's very touch averse. the only people he really wants touching him are sam (and sometimes, maybe, rarely, flint paper)

to say that he doesn't have any familial affection for lumpy is understating it. he uses lumpy as his personal (and fully consenting) stimtoy whenever he feels like it, regardless of where or who might see 'em.

he sometimes pretends he's still president to make people do stuff for him. this only works on sam though

though he's physically capable of handwriting so gorgeous it rivals sam, he saves that for the disgustingly cheesy, 'anonymous' love letters he sends him every year or seven

he's a mainer. a mainiac if ya will. grew up closer to the south and he's got some relatives from mass so he's got that masshole/bostoner accent. he's usually good at hiding his accent, but it's obvious when you ask him to say shit like "clam chowder" and "lobster" and "fish"

though he hates most country music, he still loves johnny cash

HES A SYSTEM BTW!!!!

botha them

they invented paralell play. sam w his computers and his papers and max with his drawing and stabbing the desk until it looks like a modern art piece

they're both extremely jealous of other people, but somehow have both missed that. sam's worried he's too jealous and overprotective, while max thinks he could stand to be a little more obsessive

one of their favorite things to do together is go to the comic book store and laugh at how horrible their childhood favorite comics have gotten (or always were)

every wedding shown is canon in some way, but around the telltale games sam started thinking they were just 'ironic' and 'a joke' and etc. despite the EXTREMELY high budget each had. he knows better now

max's whole "not making fun of anyone unless they're enough like him (or suck)" actually extends to sam as well. he's more than fine with making fun of someone bc they're fat or whatever despite the fact he clearly isn't. this is MOSTLY because he keeps forgetting he and sam don't share every single experience.

though sam is against drinking as a whole, the two sometimes go out to horribly shitty bars to get the worst in junk food & beer. every time they do, max happily proclaims that it was the best date EVER.

max almost likes sam's singing, sometimes, but this is usually only because he just really likes sam's voice

neither of them know how to use modern technology. when one finds out a single way a single program or feature works, they excitedly show the other like they just found the missing link between humans and neanderthals or whatever

sam helps with max's injections since max really seriously can't handle needles. it's the worst for the both of them, but the treats and snacks and ten-hour-long movie binges after help with the fear

generally speaking, max can get up and out of bed any time from around 6 to 13. sam gets up at 6:30 or 7:45 exactly every day, which means he usually makes breakfast if he feels up to cooking.

other than the aforementioned horrible bars, they have a lot of 'weird' date locations, like the dog park, the local sewer system, hell, etc.

yeay

[piffany666]

Ok just one more punk progeny won't hurt~

Chapter 1: the give away

(Bright eyes is ftm trans in this but not all of the other characters know this so they use he/they when referring to him) tanker and Lovely use they/them pronouns (this is the same in all of my fics)

To put it simply Vincent honestly didn't understand what the big deal was.

Yes, Sam had confided in him about the way Bright eyes acted out and how the whole "wonder world incident III" was Bright's fault but giving Bright away to William? Seemed a bit...drastic. However Vincent had never seen how bad the arguments got, how Bright would act like a 'rebellious teen on steroids' and how Sam would scare himself sh*tless realising who he was beginning to sound like...his parents.

Vincent only ever heard Sam's side of the story and Bright wasn't big on talking to well...anyone other than Sam, when they were arguing, Fred, when he was telling him to get out of his room and Tanker when they would hang out.

Not to mention this was William's idea.

Vincent was the first person William had told about this. Will's plan was to run it by Vincent to get his advice, then ask Bright if he wanted to, then ask for Sam's consent. In any case, Vincent thought that the idea was a little on the extreme side but he could see some good coming out of it.

He wandered through the halls of the solaire household as he thought about all this and eventually found himself back in one of the common rooms, where he left lovely. He smiled to himself and walked over to them.

"Hey lovely" Lovely's head perked up at the sound of his voice

"Oh! Hey Vincent" the meeting with William wasn't particularly long but the two embrace nonetheless

"How did it go?" Asked Lovely. Neither of them knew what the meeting was going to be about, Vincent was just notified that William wanted to "discuss a potential proposal and wanted his opinion".

But now that Vincent knew what William's "proposal" was, he of course planned on telling Lovely.

"It went alright I mean, it was....unexpected" Lovely gave him a look of curiosity. Vincent sat next to them and instinctively put his arm around them.

"So what WAS the meeting about?" Vincent hesitated for a moment due to him worrying that gossiping about something like this while IN the solaire house might not be a good idea but then brushed the thought aside, he was pretty sure Alexis was out, Fred was at Sam's and he hadn't seen Bright.

"Welll~ you've met Bright eyes right?" Lovely thought for a moment then gave a nodd.

"Uh huh, yeah we've brushed shoulders once or twice, he's Sam's progeny right?" Vincent gave a blunt laugh at that last comment.

"Ha! No no he's FRED'S progeny (who is Sam's progeny)"

"Oooohh sorry, its just from what little I've heard of them they just seemed like there both being taken care of by Sam right?"

"Yeah but that's only because Fred can't exactly take care of or teach Bright to be a vampire right?" Vincent replied. Lovely understood.

"Ah ok I get it. What about them?" Vincent gave one more look into the hallway just to check that no one else was listening, he saw no one so he continued.

"OK so you know that Bright is being 'taken care of' by Sam right?" He continued without Lovely having to answer "buuut Sam and Bright have an extremely...rocky relationship, with Sam initially blaming the whole wonder world III incident on Bright and them not apologising to Fred. So they tend to argue a lot. Sam tells me a little about these arguments but only after they both have calmed down." Lovely nodded to show they were paying attention.

"I guess they've gotten worse tho....? Cos now William wants to step in. And by 'step in' I mean

Hes gonna ask Sam if he can take Bright off his hands and make him HIS progeny"

Lovely's jaw dropped "wow, do you think he will?"

"Sam, accept the offer? Hmm hard to say, but if I had to guess...yeah probably. Sam means well and I'm sure Bright dose too but right now I think it's all too much for both of them to handle. Besides we both know William has his way with 'trobled vampire youth'" Lovely giggled.

"Oh you should have seen his face! He wants another punk-ass progeny so bad!" Vincent and Lovely both began laughing.

But while they laughed, unknown to them, another held back furious, burning tears. Bright had been listening.

When Vincent went to look in the hallway to see if somone was there, he ducked out of the way of the open doorway and remained hidden but he heard the whole thing...

Without being heard by the two, he stormed to the guest room he had been given and slammed the door. A moment of silence momentarily drowned the room, then he scrunched up his fist to the point where he swore he felt blood dripping out of his hand and he punched the wall of his bedroom so hard, a crack that resembled lightning could be heard reverberating around the mannor.

He couldn't tell if the crack came from the wall or his knuckles but he didn't care either way.

He hated this, this feeling, this situation, everything. The thing that he had hated from the very beginning was the way Sam made him feel like a child again. And now that feeling was more overwhelming than ever, because he was being given away...again.

Of course Sam was going to accept the offer, he had hated Bright from the very start! All these thoughts screamed at him as his fist slid down the wall he had hit, along with his body.

He fell to the floor and leaned his forehead against the wall for a long while.

Maybe having William as a mentor wouldn't be so bad, at least him offering ment he gave even a little bit of a sh*t about him. Still...he didn't like the feeling of being given away without being able to do anything about it.

After this thought crossed his mind he got up, whipped his face and walked out of his room...and ran towards William's office.

(Thanks to @darlin-collins for giving me the idea and proof reading for me again 🧡💙)

[gn0meneighb0r]

some media i have consumed this summer that has influenced me and left marks on my life in deep and profound ways (a very long stream of consiousness list of reccomendations for people to read/watch/listen to that i do not feel sorry for)

STONE BUTCH BLUES BY LESLIE FEINBERG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! every queer person should read this book but especially butches, trans mascs, afabs, and wlw. lots of people are not big readers and i understand but my friends who have read this have all read like the first page and been absolutely sucked into it because it's incredible. for how intense and thoughtful it is it also isn't a difficult read, language is very understandable and it's not very long, i read it all in a few hours. also it's free online because leslie feinberg is the sweetest kindest parent to us all. remember her as a revolutionary communist. https://lesliefeinberg.net/wp-content/uploads/2015/08/Stone-Butch-Blues-by-Leslie-Feinberg.pdf

Just Kids by Patti Smith is such a beautiful story and it feels like such a good book for any artist to read. i feel a little like the odd one out among my artist friends because my creative process is very different from theirs as a graphic designer and i don't create the same kind of art they do. it makes me feel like i'm falling behind in some ways, like i'm not as much of an artist as they are. it's something i've been thinking about a lot this summer, but this book kind of soothed me. maybe it's because smith kind of has a bit of an outsider quality, she was a poet and an artist before a musician or a singer, but she still had her place with some of the most skilled rock musicians of the time. reading books about musicians and artists really changes they way i interpret their work and listening to the album horses was so incredible after reading just kids.

hesitating to list Into the Wild by John Krakauer because i think chris mccandless is kind of a dipshit, but it still made me think a lot about free will and the earth and how we interact with the environment we live in. i had a lot of fun walking around my town and reading this book, i went on this epic walk to some places i'd never been before on foot while reading from this paperback. it gave me a bit of a chuckle sometimes because while i was reading it my partner told me how his mom thinks he should never go into the woods and how nature is scary. i also tend to think of it every time i am wading into a lake or a pond or river, the moment when i'm up to my waist and about to dive the rest of the way in.

Witness This! is an album by my friend's band, Tall Travis, and it totally blew my mind. they are a vermont/massachusetts based folk punk band, and i think they are so fucking talented it makes me want to put my fist through a wall. i listened to their album a while after it came out and was like holy shit i need to go see them live and talk to my friend RIGHT NOW, went to a concert of theirs the very next day. i keep thinking that they can't get better at making music than they already are and yet every album they release surpasses all expectations. my friend also wrote and sings a song loosely based on into the wild, it's such a beautiful song, and seeing it live felt like one of the most punk things that's ever happened to me even though it doesn't sound quite like a punk song. https://youtu.be/VE6w-LcUGbo folk isn't a genre for everyone and yet i feel like tall travis kind of has a song and a sound for everyone in their music. this are my two fav songs from witness this that i absolutely love, All Along the Riverside https://youtu.be/LUH4zOgs6mg and Fences and Laws https://youtu.be/sBstXES0tG0 also here is an article someone wrote about them! https://m.sevendaysvt.com/vermont/on-their-third-album-ascendant-burlington-folk-punk-band-tall-travis-embrace-change/Content?oid=38696552

the We're Having Gay Sex podcast hosted by comedian Ashley Gavin is kind of my obession. it's a queer comedy podcast where the hosts have a new guest every episode and everyone shares a gay sex story. sometimes it's not gay and sometimes it's not even technically a story about sex but it has taught me a lot and made me feel more comfortable and confident in my body, my sexuality, and my queerness. they have all different kinds of guests on the pod, they have youtubers, actors, influencers, comedians, podcasters, scientists, they have people who are queer, straight, ace, any perspective you can think of they have someone. it's really funny and destigmatizes sex and our weird human bodies. love this pod and think it's really useful when you don't really have people around you who you can have totally open conversations about sex with, it's like a little friend <3333

Happy-Go-Lucky is a movie that i watched with my dad recently, it stars sally hawkins as this adorable optimist making her way through a much more cynical world and interacting with people who make a lot of assumptions about her based on her femininity and her attitude. feminity and girlhood has been an important part of my life experience, but i'm also questioning that and learning to accept myself as gender fluid and trans masc (I THINK? SEND HELP) so a lot of stories about traditional femininity make me feel a little alienated sometimes. but i really related to happy-go-lucky and sally hawkins character and it made me hopeful in a lot of ways. this movie is not craziest most spectacular movie you will ever see, it's just so so real and matter-of-fact, and that's why i love it. also sally hawkins character is so intriguing because she totally shows you who the people are that you are watching this movie with, her voice and personality are such an incredible test. i personally find her so charming and cute!!! and i may be trans masc but her outfits are so cute!!!!! like babes i want that layered dress outfit and those cool tights