#they swapped each others genders and said fuck it

[c0ckedgun]

Digital Silence

[miraphoenix]

tumblr-specific (or online-specific in general tbh) queer 'movements' confuse the fuck out of me

[phoenixfire7894]

I know a lot of Tgcf fans greatly dislike the Banyue Arc (and I understand in the sense that it’s early on that all adaptions really mainly include up to that arc in this point in time and it gets repetitive) but I am actually a decent fan of this arc, mainly because of Hua Cheng, Mu Qing, and Feng Xin all just wearing obnoxiously obvious disguises.

Xie Lian really humored these three.

Hua Cheng is the least offensive of these three. He’s not really actively trying to hide his identity per se. I imagine that he didn’t want to straight up lie to Xie Lian, which is why he only disguised his appearance and then proceeded to be the weirdest person ever. Like mans lowkey waltzed up to Xie Lian and said “Hey bestie, I’m just a good old normal, 100% average teenager who is most definitely not a ghost king or anything like that! Look, I can breathe!“ and then proceeded to info dump a shit ton of information about gods and shit like he’s Wikipedia which a normal, 100% average teenager who is most definitely not a ghost king would most positively not know.

However, our other two offenders actually thought they were fooling Xie Lian, whom may I remind you, is legit their childhood friend. They swapped color pallets and called it a day. And not only did they not try to not act like their selfs in the personality sense in their disguises, they also were just so bad at pretending not to be themselves. Like, someone says “General” in the cave where all the travelers were hiding and they both respond like it’s them being addressed. Idiots.

Also, the three of them just bicker half the time. Mu Qing and Feng Xin just kept yelling that this random nepo-baby Xie Lian picked up was so sus and trying to prove it to him while Xie Lian sits there and tells them to go for it while he snickers internally, knowing the identity of every single disguised person in the room.

These three legit had an argument about whether or not this “San Lang” could drink water. That’s just so fucking funny to me.

Honorable mentions in this arc is Feng Xin getting the shit beat out of him by Windmaster because he somehow was unaware that they swapped gendered forms (which btw, how the fuck did he not know this)?! Also, He Xuan and Hua Cheng just seeing each other in disguises because I wish I got their internal monologues for that.

Tldr: Banyue arc isn’t the best arc in the series, but it still stands as a fairly comedic regardless.

[tom-foolery-incorporated]

Hi! If you’re down/comfortable I have a request for mammon accidentally walking in on MC touching themselves and then noticing they’re (only) wearing a shirt they had borrowed from him 👀 I keep thinking about how the brothers would react differently to this, but especially him lol

I am a WHORE for this prompt! Anon you chad sigma giggacock having babe.

MDNI 18+ NSFW, Dom! Mammon, possessiveness, MC masturbating, AFAB! gender neutral reader, racially ambiguous, Bad Dragon dildo use, spit swapping, dirty talk, Mammon jerks off into you, spitting, teasing, Mammon leaves you high and dry

You had gotten into the habit of locking your door whenever you decided to have a little 'you time'. You didn't want your demon housemates walking in on you with your fingers deep inside yourself seeing how they disregarded knocking with such a passion. Maybe it was the long day at RAD or just the exhaustion from classes in general but you forgot to lock your door this one time. That's how you ended up frozen in place with Mammon equally stunned and frozen in the doorway while you were mid thrust pushing your Bad Dragon up your pussy. Your legs were spread wide open to make room for the big toy with your back pressed against the wall. The shirt you stole from Mammon for pajamas was bunched up around your waist to give you more room to fuck yourself. You were essentially on display with your pussy stretched wide. You quickly pulled your knees together and tucked your legs in to try to hide the toy currently stretching you to your limit.

Mammon made a sputtering noise before slamming your door shut and locking it. "Stupid human," he grumbled, "what do ya think you're doin'?!" You could see the obvious tent in his pants starting to form. "Anyone of those schmucks could have walked in on ya fucking yourself!" At this point Mammon was frantically removing his jacket to discard wherever it landed on the floor to move onto his shirt all the while he marched towards you. He unbuttoned his jeans giving a hiss of relief at the lessened pressure on his hard cock. "I thought I locked my door!" you tried to defend yourself but Mammon wasn't hearing it. He knelt on the bed and kicked your legs open using his knee. Each of his hands was pressed on your knees to keep your legs spread. "And what are ya doin' using this?" He grabbed the base of your toy and shoved it in until the base brushed your clit. You gasped and moaned out at the sudden feeling of being so full. "Mammo-" "Shut up!" Mammon growled pulling your toy out then jamming it right back up your cunt. "You like that?" he said under his breath, "you like having your pussy stretched out like this?" Mammon slid his other hand down your thigh to hold your waist while he continued fucking you on your own dildo. His paused for a second when his fingers made contact with the shirt you were wearing and took in the image before him. You were sweating with lust wearing his clothes and fucking yourself open on a monster cock.

You were wearing his clothes.

Mammon took a tense breath in as a wet stain slowly grew on the front of his boxers. "Fuck," he mumbled under his breath before taking your lips between his own. You moaned into his mouth bucking and rolling your hips against the faux cock he moved it in and out of you. Your hands found their perch on his neck gripping the baby hairs that grew there. Mammon groaned against your lips before taking your bottom lip between his teeth and tugging slightly earning a shaky moan from you. "Look at you," Mammon said in a breathless voice. "All fucked out in my shirt." He leaned down to attack your neck with bites. You could feel him sucking on the sensitive skin then leaving harsh bite marks around where he left a hickey. You were sure he was doing this to mark his territory in a way. "You're so good at takin' cock," Mammon moaned watching how your pussy swallowed the toy. "I wanna see you cum on this thing." Mammon thrusted the toy into you faster causing sparks of pleasure to ignite inside your abdomen. You could feel the orgasm building in your stomach and in your thighs as he moved to rub your clit with his other hand while continuing to thrust the toy into you.

"Fuckin' slut," Mammon growled. "In here rubbing your pussy when you should have called me!" You cried out when the band in your stomach finally snapped and the waves of your orgasm crashed against you. "Yeah," Mammon said with his eyes trained on your fucked-out face, "that's it baby." He slowly calmed his thrusting down until he fully pulled the toy out of you earning a small whine of over-stimulation from having such a big object slide against your walls once again.

Through half-lidded eyes you watched Mammon take the toy into his mouth to suck all of your juices off of it before tossing it to the side. He leaned in to take your lips into his once again which you happily accepted then squeaked in shock as he pushed his spit mixed with your pussy juices into your mouth. Mammon gripped your jaw as he pulled away leaving a string of saliva connecting your faces. "Swallow," he ordered squishing your cheeks slightly. You obeyed and took the debauched mixture down your throat causing Mammon to release a pleased groan. "So fuckin' good for me," he moaned going back in to kiss at your neck. "Mammon," you moaned, brushing your hands down his shoulders and across his toned chest. "Say my name again," he said shakily into your neck. You took one of his nipples between your forefinger and thumb giving hims a teasing pinch, "Mammon, I was thinking about you before you walked in."

You couldn't tell if the gasp he let out was from your confession or the stimulation to his chest.

"What were you thinkin' bout?" Mammon groaned with his face pressed into your neck.

"You."

"Fuck, MC, I know that! What was I doin'?"

"I was thinking about having your cock in my throat."

You felt Mammon shiver at that.

"And you using my holes as your personal cum dump."

Mammon gripped your waist with a tense grip. The fabric underneath his touch a further reminder to him who you gave yourself to. Who was your first man and who will always be yours. "Fuck yeah," he said breathlessly, "only I get to pour my cum in ya." You shivered and nodded in agreement with your lower lip between your teeth. Mammon rose from his nesting spot between your neck and shoulder to press his forehead to yours. You stared at his lust filled face with dreamy eyes.

"MC," Mammon said in a breathy voice, "I need you so bad."

You ran your fingers through his white hair and leaned in to kiss his nose. Mammon felt his face warm with your gentle affection. His hands snaked lower to grip your hips and squeeze the fat there. Your own hand moved to pull his throbbing cock from his boxers. Mammon moaned your name at the feeling of your fingers on the velvety skin of his cock. Your skilled hand grasped his shaft and pulled up and down at a gentle pace.

"You're so handsome, Mammon," you said holding the back of his neck so he couldn't move his face away from yours. You could feel Mammon's breathing pick up from the intense eye contact. "Fuck MC," Mammon moaned, "I don't know if I could go a day without feeling that sweet pussy around me." You smashed your face against his in a passionate yet sloppy kiss. The sweet whines and groans Mammon made against your lips made you shiver in delight. You could feel his cock twitch and pulse under the palm of your hand signaling to you that he was getting close.

Mammon separated first from the kiss leaving a trail of spit connecting your lips which he gladly licked up. He grabbed the wrist of your hand that was rubbing his throbbing cock to still its movements. "I don' wanna waste my cum like that, baby," Mammon groaned trying to hold back his hips from thrusting into your soft hand. "Lemme cum inside you, please." Your eyebrows furrowed in awe of the pleading tone Mammon took on. "Yes, baby," you breathed, "you can cum inside me." Mammon swore under his breath as he flipped your lower body up so your knees were pressed against your shoulders. Your breath became shallower in this position and you could feel the back of your thighs straining against Mammon's hold. "Hold your legs up, baby," Mammon grumbled running his muscular hand up and down the back of your thigh. You nodded and grabbed the back of your knees to hold yourself open the best you can. Your pussy slobbered in the presence of Mammon making him knowingly smirk. This was for him, the pleasure he brought you and the pleasure your body brought to him was all his for the taking.

Giving his cock a couple pumps, Mammon lined himself up to your hole only pushing the head of his cock inside of you. You looked up at Mammon with a pleading gaze but the demon only chuckled. "Gonna use ya as my personal cum dump," he teased now vivaciously rubbing the shaft of his cock. "Gonna remind you whose pussy this is." You moved your hips the best you could in this position to get any stimulation inside of your pussy. Mammon groaned at the feeling of your velvety walls moving around the sensitive head of his cock. Mammon lurched forward propping himself up on one of his hands that slammed right next to your head. He grit his teeth and let out a gurgled whine before shooting thick ropes of cum into your pussy. You gasped at the warm feeling inside of you before Mammon pulled the head of his cock out allowing some of his release to dribble out.

"Mammon-" you were cut off when the demon placed his hand over your mouth and used you as leverage to push himself up. "There's a good human," Mammon groaned seeing his seed drip out of your spent hole. He let his hand run down across your torso to your thigh enjoying the simple texture of your skin. Then when you least expected it, he worked up some saliva and spat on your dripping cunt. You gasped feeling his spit drool down your folds.

"Gotta shoot in about 30 minutes," Mammon said before tucking his cock back into his pants, "I'll be back later today." And with that he pushed himself off of your bed and left your room leaving you speechless and wanting for more.

[catnip-plug]

It worked! (Ticci Toby x Reader) NSFW

porn without/minimal plot, genitalia swap, gender swap, established relationship, reader is implied to be female before genitalia swap, Toby has a cunt, Reader has a dick,, is this too weird of an idea,,,,

"Toby, Toby! It worked!"

The bedsheets were tossed aside when he awoke next to you, your blaring shouts quite hard to block out. He sleepily blinked the tiredness out of his eyes and tried to adjust to the sunlight filtering through the blinds.

"What w-worked?" He mumbled groggily, sitting up.

"What you asked of Him, it worked! He made it work, isn't that crazy??" His early morning confusion couldn't dampen your excitement. Toby was getting a vague understanding. Something about him asking the Slenderman for something, weeks ago. He groaned as he moved aside his own bedsheets.

You were practically hopping with energy. "Don't you feel any different? Look!" Swiftly, you pulled your pajama pants down, just below your abdomen. Defying all common sense, a penis, attached to you, sprung out. It stood erect and proud, something on the skinnier side but still a little longer than normal. It twitched as if to give a little introduction. Morning wood. Toby's mouth fell open in pure shock. You... you shouldn't have that. You didn't have that just yesterday. "Crazy, right?" You weren't fazed at all, meeting his incredulous look with a wide grin.

"How do y-you... you have—you huh-have a dick!" Toby said stupidly.

You crawled back on the bed on your knees, approaching the brunet. "Which means you..." Toby knew what you meant, and with twitching hands he lowered his boxers. He didn't need to be perfectly awake to see that his dick was just... gone—even though he was most undoubtedly awake now. There was only his pelvic bone now, still with his happy trail, but now he had a fucking pussy down there. He couldn't believe it had actually worked. He lacked any actual horror that any man would experience if they woke up and saw their penis had just disappeared. Instead in his mind bounced around the word: 'unbelievable'— because he wanted this to happen. You and him had wanted this—discussed this weird fantasy you both had and wished could happen. It was your bright idea for Toby to use his 'favorite proxy' status and connections to plead for the Slenderman to make it work; He was an all powerful, omnipotent being after all. So he did. One lucky day he was able to connect with Him, and he made his desires known. There was no response other than the given fact that He had heard him, and it had stayed that way for many weeks. Toby had actually forgotten about it, until now.

"Let me see," you gasped softly with awe, craning your head to see more of his lower area. Toby sheepishly pulled his boxers down lower, trying to ignore the fact that the sight of you, with a cock, dangling just above his legs made his stomach flip too many times to count. You bit your lip and, with barely contained wonder, ran a finger down his slit, making sure to brush over his new clit at the top. Toby jerked and a shiver sparked down his spine, his eyes widening. That felt, so so weird. So unlike anything he'd ever felt before. "Now you know how I feel," you giggled. You pushed on, running another finger in between his folds, but this time rubbing very softly over his clit in small little circles. A quiet gasp escaped Toby's mouth.

"[Name], wuh-what was... stop th-that," he said, his voice betrayed how ruffled he was.

"It's fine," you reassured. "That's how it's supposed to feel." You could tell the sensation was entirely new to him, making him feel wary. Toby swallowed hard. He trusted you.

You continued, taking things very, very slowly. Out of the corner of your eye you could see his chest rising and falling shallowly, biting his lip harder each time the tip of your finger ghosted his sensitive clit. He supposed that was the equivalent of his tip. Pretty soon, there gathered a significant amount of slick in between his legs. It felt sticky and bothersome, and he could feel the room was getting hotter. That, or his face was getting redder.

"Is this okay?" You asked. You wanted to make sure he was completely comfortable before moving on.

Toby nodded, his heart beating fast against his ribs. Arousal pooled in his belly; he just wanted to be fucked already. But the fear at the unusual and unfamiliar genitalia made him scared at what was to come.

You gathered some slick on your fingers and admired it before bringing it closer to Toby's face so he could see. "D'ya see that? That came from you. That's how much you want it." Toby stared at your shiny fingers and gulped. So fucking hot. Blood began to rush in his ears, his eyes swimming with lust.

Slowly, you pushed your index finger into his entrance just past the first knuckle. Toby inhaled sharply, trying not to overreact. He didn't know if it was possible to cum right now, but he sure felt like it. Just the thought of him having a pussy, and you using it to your pleasure, making him cum all around you. He bit his bottom lip at the thought. Fuck.

"You're pulsing all around me, yknow that?" You teased, a coy smile on your lips.

"Shut u-up," growled Toby. You saw his ears turn red.

Putting in two fingers or more was probably way too much for him right now that he was just getting adjusted, so you stuck with one. You pushed your finger further in and Toby's breathing quickened, gripping the bedsheet underneath him.

"It fuh-feels weird," Toby muttered. Nevermind the fact that he now suddenly had a damn hole where his groin is, but adding a finger inside it felt foreign and intrusive.

You hummed under your breath. "That's okay, it probably does. It'll feel better, I promise." With those words, you began to move your finger in and out at a slow pace, gauging his reaction. Toby's mouth fell slightly open before quickly snapping it shut, furrowing his brows. He fought the urge to let out any sound, but God was it hard. Given his cunt was literally brand-new, his walls were tight and gripped against your digit, and he felt every ridge rubbing against him. It sent sparks up his core. But he still didn't feel satisfied.

"[N-name]," he mumbled. "More..."

You chuckled darkly. "So greedy, huh? What, one isn't enough for you?" You began to scissor his entrance open, trying to get him to open up more for another finger. When you saw it fit, you slid two fingers in, easily done by the copious amounts of slick he was pouring out of him. Toby sucked in a breath, his dark lashes fluttering as he tried to concentrate.

"Fuck, Toby. You look so hot like this, you know that? So fucking hot, spreading your legs wide for me," you murmured. Your own arousal was evident with the pre-cum that was starting to drip from your throbbing cock, but you ignored it. Toby pulsed embarrassingly around you with your words, his face heating up terribly as a result. He unconsciously spread his legs wider, giving you more access. Plus a better view.

You started to thrust two fingers into him with a smile. It was so easy with how wet he was. A moan ripped out of Toby, the feeling of you fingering him so fucking good. He tried so hard to keep quiet but it was just too hard. Each thrust sent a blossom of pleasure to bloom in his stomach and crotch.

"Don't hold back, Toby. I want to hear you. As loud as you can be. Let me hear you." You leaned in as he attempted to choke back another moan and kissed him, slipping your tongue in. He groaned into your mouth, his eyes fluttering closed as you drank in his noises, continuing to finger him. After a moment that felt too short, you pulled away, admiring the way you left Toby's lips red and wet.

"Ahh... hgnn..." he whimpered pathetically, grasping the sheets beneath him. His eyes were screwed shut, his eyebrows twisted up in such a pitiful way you wanted to ravish him right now.

"Look. Don't close your eyes. Do you hear that?" Toby obediently opened his eyes. A wet, squelching sound filled the air, and he recognized it was coming from him. Every time you thrusted your digits in. "That's you." The filthy sound made his entrance throb painfully. "Look. Your boycunt in sucking me in, so pretty..." you cooed, fingering him faster.

"F-fuckk... ahh...!" Toby audibly moaned. Boycunt. Shit. He didn't think he could get more aroused, but here he was. Jesus, he wanted you to fucking pound him already.

Suddenly, you stopped. Pulled your fingers out with a dirty 'pop'. Toby looked at you with the most distraught look on his face. "Wha... what..."

Your hands glided over Toby's slim, pale body, snaking up his torso and over his chest. His nipples perked at your touch, sending goosebumps over his skin, and anticipation flooded through him, his vision hazy and clouded with horniness.

"Do you know how much I want to fuck you right now? You know how hot you look?" You breathed, your lips hovering just over his, warm breath fanning over his mouth. He stared down at your lips with half-lidded eyes, willing you to kiss him. So you dipped your head down and took his mouth in yours, relishing in how warm he was. Toby captured your face in his shaking hands and sloppily lapped at your mouth.

"So pretty... wanna fuck that boypussy... so bad..." you muttered in between short kisses.

"Then do i-it. Just fuck me al-already, God, puh-please, just f-fuck me," he whined when you pulled away. To his disappointment, you shook your head with a smirk.

"It's all about you right now." Trailing down his body, you left a path of kisses on his stomach, all the way down, even inside his thighs. Toby watched you with excitement, cupping your cheek lovingly, and he held his breath as you gently licked his entrance. Carefully, you plunged your tongue in his heat. Toby whimpered above you at the sensation of your wet appendage in him. It was so perfect. Like sweet, sweet candy. You couldn't hold back anymore. You ate him out in the most passionate yet slow and loving way possible, getting his juices all around your mouth and savoring the taste like it was your last meal. His walls pulsed around your tongue like it was begging for more, quivering beneath your power, and he cried and yowled and sobbed above you. If you two had neighbors—good thing the cabin was in the middle of the woods—they would think you were torturing some poor soul.

His moans reverberated off the wooden walls and none of what he was trying to say made sense to you. It was all slurred nonsense; cried and begs for something you couldn't make out. From the way he clenched around you, and the fact that one of his hands was gripping the bedsheets so hard you thought they would rip, you could tell he was getting real close. You made sure to make a show of humming and groaning in his cunt before latching your lips around his clit and sucking hard. That was probably not a good idea for such a sensitive man. Immediately, Toby arched his back, bucking his hips into your warm mouth with the loudest cry you've ever heard come out of his mouth. His wobbly hands found purchase in your hair and his legs snapped closed to keep your head buried between him. There were no words in his head. Nothing cohesive swimming around there. It was just pure fucking bliss. He didn't know what you were doing. It felt overwhelming, but at the same time so amazing that he never ever wanted you to stop.

His orgasm built fast in his abdomen. Rapidly increasing.

"Please- fuuck- PLEASEpleaseplease- hnng, I c-can't, I CAN'T," he cried as he rode your face. Tears bubbled down his cheeks in tiny rivers. They gathered under his chin and dripped down, and no sooner. Just a second later, Toby's eyes rolled to the back of his head. Stars danced in his vision as his orgasm completely overtook his body, the high so intense his jaw dropped slack as you continued to lick and suck everything from his trembling, spasming body, dragging it out just for him. You only stopped when he whined pathetically above you. He just looked so beautiful with his watery eyes, blush blossoming his cheeks, his chest rising up and down so fast, legs wide open and pussy dripping his cum and your spit on full display. You wanted so badly to fuck his brains out right this instant... but the poor boy looked so exhausted. He deserved his rest.

You crawled up to lay down next to Toby gently and gingerly wiped the tears off his cheeks.

"You did so good, yknow that?"

He made a soft noise in his throat, eyes fluttering closed. You grabbed his hand and he squeezed back.

"You did amazing," you cooed, brushing the hair from his forehead and planting a loving kiss right in the middle. You already left the window open so he could cool down, thankfully. Toby shuffled lazily to your side. He smelled like sex, but that was okay.

Suddenly, you jolted next to him. His hand accidently brushed your dick, still out of your pajama pants and still hard. You'd almost forgotten you had that.

A drowsy smile graced Toby's lips as he looked up at you.

"Your t-turn now."

[minkdelovely]

kinktober — day XV

prompt: gender swap

revelations

“your hands were on my hips

your name is on my lips

over over again

like my only prayer”

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Alastor x Lucifer ; RadioApple ; MDNI 18+

tags/warnings: top!lucifer x bottom!alastor, alastor has a vagina, oral (alastor receiving), outercourse, no penetration orgasm 🦌✨

word count: 2.3k

summary: alastor and lucifer, back in their own bodies, have found some footing in their new routine. but there’s been something on alastor’s mind that he just can’t shake, which leads to surprising discoveries for the new lovers.

author’s note: can you believe we’re halfway through kinktober already?? this is a continuation of @macabr3-barbi3 body swap prompt <- please be sure to read this first to get the full experience ♥️ i was very excited to finally take a swing at this, and i hope you enjoy it! if there’s any takeaway, it’s that i will make alastor a cute little mess whenever i can 😈 quote is from burning desire by lana del rey.

coven: @fraugwinska @hazelfoureyes @macabr3-barbi3 @sugoi-writes @synamartia 🕯️♥️

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“I’d like us to try something different this time...”

Lucifer hums in response, too lost in the stupor Alastor’s scent puts him in to form words. You’d think after a month of intimacy that he’d have grown a tolerance for it, but the angel feared he had actually gotten weaker now that he didn’t have to stave off his desires.

He felt that same wave of relief pour through him, remembering how he pleaded with Alastor’s voice: Please don’t regret this. Lucifer had spent many nights following this in gratitude, eagerly receiving and reciprocating Alastor’s passions. They had both made good on their proposition to attune each other to their tastes, and Lucifer was currently indulging in one of his. It wasn’t just Alastor’s scent that drove him crazy, but also the sounds he made under Lucifer’s touch. Eliciting a myriad of gasps and moans from the demon as he laid claim to the delicate, tantalizing flesh under his mouth.

Alastor’s neck was always hidden behind a high collar, making the skin there particularly sensitive. The evidence of Lucifer’s ardency was easily hidden, and the King found his eyes wandering to that collar often, as if seeing through the cloth to his markings underneath.

Mine.

Leave it to Alastor to give him a possessive streak.

“Lucifer, are you listening?” Alastor’s voice was breathy but the irritation it conveyed managed to cut through the fog in Lucifer’s mind.

The subtle bite of Alastor’s claws on his ribs was enough to finally draw him away from his lover’s delectable neck, readjusting himself in Alastor’s lap to look at him properly. Learning how to make Alastor cum wasn’t the only thing Lucifer had learned over these last few weeks. Pissing Alastor off was a sure fire way to end up falling asleep alone with his hand down his pants.

“You wanna try something different.”

Maybe he had said it too directly, or the eye contact was too much, but he didn’t expect to get the reaction he did out of the demon. Alastor’s face flushed pink, a gorgeous rosy shade that accentuated the handsomeness of his face. Fuck, he was so effortlessly endearing sometimes. Lucifer felt his cock twitch between his legs when Alastor broke eye contact. Bashfulness was a rarity on the Radio Demon, and it made Lucifer salivate. Something primal in him waking up that he didn’t know was there until recently.

“Hey, come on, you know you can tell me,” Lucifer said sweetly enough, caressing Alastor’s face. Though the glint in his eyes was anything but, exposing the hunger he was trying to keep at bay.

Rushing Alastor into things never ended well, while patience always paid off.

Alastor relaxed under Lucifer’s touch and turned back to him, but his crimson eyes remained apprehensive. “I’ve been thinking… about our first time.”

How could Lucifer forget? It was one of the best mornings in his long existence. But he stayed silent, waiting for Alastor to continue.

“And as much as I enjoy fucking you to oblivion,” Alastor emphasized this with a squeeze to Lucifer’s hips, some confidence returning to his face and static-laden timbre, “I’d like to… try that out again. In my own body this time.”

It took Lucifer a second to catch on, but the smile that spread on his face was eager when he realized what Alastor was suggesting.

Lucifer was also quite fond of the way Alastor took control in the bed. He had always been a bit spoiled this way, being claimed by his lovers and basking in their affection. It was nice to let someone else take the reins and turn his mind off while his body bloomed like an evening flower, so long as the florist knew what they were doing. And, boy, did Alastor know what he was doing.

But the opportunity to turn the tables was too enticing to pass up. How could he, really, when Alastor was being so charmingly coy about it? Their first time was never too far from Lucifer’s mind, and it filled him with more happiness than he expected that it was the same for Alastor — perhaps even more so, given this request. How long had he been holding this back?

Lucifer brought his other hand up to Alastor’s face and stood on his knees to kiss him. It seemed to be answer enough for the demon, his large hands fervently gripping Lucifer’s hips in response. They stayed this way until Alastor had to come up for air, hot puffs of breath permeating the space between their open mouths as Lucifer gently guided him to lay down. Alastor was still panting as Lucifer began to unbutton his shirt, planting kisses on each patch of exposed skin as he made his way down.

“You’ll feel a bit of a tingle, but I promise it won’t hurt,” Lucifer said into Alastor’s stomach, relishing the way the muscles twitched under the tickle of his breath.

A radiant, golden light enveloped them for a moment, followed by the promised tingle and then… nothing. Or, well… not nothing. Alastor’s pants felt looser in the groin but tighter on the hips, his budding erection all but gone as the ache of his arousal swelled. The heat he felt in his lower abdomen was familiar but his desire was now inside, a subconscious clench of his new sex alerting him to how empty he felt. It was a sensation he had only experienced the one time in a body that wasn’t his, and the thrill of discovery made him tremble; his mind gone cottony with this sudden onset of need and submission. Unable to form the words required to convey his want, a whine choked him. Amplified by an involuntary roll of his hips against Lucifer’s chest.

The air around them shifted, oppressive and electric; alerting the animal mind buried deep within man that something was coming.

It took all of Lucifer’s self control to stop him from tearing Alastor’s pants to shreds in his need to unveil what awaited him underneath. But he managed somehow, his kisses on Alastor’s belly gone feverish as he quickly unfastened the belt embellishing the demon’s slender waist. Lucifer gave it a harsh pull and flung it away as if it had bitten him, unconcerned with whatever patch of floor it decided to land on as he unbuttoned the offending pants. Only then did he manage to calm himself some, giving a final kiss to the supple flesh protecting Alastor’s newly formed womb before looking up at his disheveled lover.

“You don’t know how much it means, trusting me with this,” Lucifer said, his sincerity potent with reverence as he hooked his fingers under the waistband of the Overlord’s pants and underwear. “Thank you for letting me take care of you Alastor.”

He was rewarded with another bashful display, Alastor’s ears pressed tightly against his head as he swallowed thickly. Glazed eyes and the pink flush of his face and tufted chest diluting the insolence of his retort. “Quit fussing and get on with it already.”

There were a few canned responses that came to Lucifer’s mind: Patience is a virtue, be careful what you wish for. But as they say, actions speak louder than words.

With a snap of his fingers they were both divested of clothes, and Alastor gasped as the cool air collided with his molten core. He didn’t have the opportunity to complain about it before Lucifer knelt down, devoutly kissing the inside of Alastor’s left thigh as his hand kneaded the other. Alastor sighed but his stomach tensed, a small spurt of liquid trickling out of him as Lucifer’s mouth made its way closer to the spot he desired it most.

Lucifer paused to admire the sight before him, earning a frustrated mewl from the demon. Alastor was ethereal, purveying a softness Lucifer honestly never thought possible, even after all the new facets he’d uncovered over the last month. But as he set his gaze on Alastor’s gorgeous cunt — adorned with a soft down of red and black hair — the domineering urge which was so new to him writhed under his skin, begging to proclaim its territory.

Finally, he brought himself to Alastor’s center. Unable to resist the need to smell the demon’s intoxicating arousal before extending his tongue, lapping up the juices collected there as if in offering. Alastor jerked in reaction, keening with relief as Lucifer groaned, quickly settling himself between Alastor’s legs to start his ministrations in earnest. He hiked those gorgeous long legs over his shoulders, firm tongue swirling over Alastor’s clit with a measured pace that belied his eagerness. It wouldn’t do to overwhelm the poor thing.

Alastor seemed to be doing well, though. Cursing between soft moans while his hips rolled against the angel’s mouth. Lucifer sighed into that delicious heat as Alastor’s fingers found purchase in his blonde hair, a feeling of wholeness washing over him that he hadn’t felt in centuries.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” Lucifer lamented before his forked tongue dove back into its newfound Eden.

He felt like he was floating away from himself, lost in the saccharine taste and sounds of his lover. The demon’s scent now fully bloomed, perfuming the air with the verdant musk that had tortured Lucifer since their first meeting. How easily the angel was reduced to his baser natures, the need to revere and praise woven into his very being reminding him of his place. In this instance it didn’t matter — nor did he ever think it would when it came to how he felt about the sinner beneath him. Lucifer would weather whatever storms Alastor threw his way, so long as the days ended with them in the safe harbor of their bed.

Lucifer’s tongue had just pressed up to focus on the sensitive inner nerve when a low, drawn-out bleat from Alastor caught them both off-guard. Alastor’s hands quickly detangled themselves to clasp over his mouth with Lucifer’s head popping up to follow, his hair ruffled like unruly feathers. He took in the look on Alastor’s face, beet-red with embarrassment, and felt the expression on his own soften with an overwhelming affection. Nothing they had tried so far had managed to pull a sound like that from Alastor — but Lucifer wasn’t completely surprised. He wrote the book on cunnilingus, after all.

Despite the swell of pride, he managed to keep his wolfish grin to himself. If he wanted to keep this going, he’d have to save the gloating for later. Though his cock throbbed, leaking desperately from Alastor’s modesty as his brain finally registered his own painful arousal. Lucifer thought absently that it was a miracle he hadn’t already finished against the sheets.

“You okay, honey?”

Alastor nodded his head, squeezing his eyes shut to hide from Lucifer’s earnestness. Another wave of endearment poured through the angel, coating his veins like syrup as he journeyed up to gently remove the hands from Alastor’s mouth. It wasn’t without resistance though, Alastor stubborn as always to have his way. But Lucifer won in the end, bringing one hand to his mouth with an adoring kiss that made Alastor wriggle, feeling more exposed than ever despite his eyes still being closed. The soothing tone of Lucifer’s amused chuckle mingled in the air with frayed static as he leaned down to place a kiss to Alastor’s hot cheek.

“If you need to we can — ”

“Don’t…,” Alastor interjected, unsteady, “don’t say it. It’s too embarrassing. Just — ah!”

Lucifer provided an interruption of his own, taking advantage of Alastor’s closed eyes to rub his erection through warm slick. His wanton moan of alleviation quickly tarnishing any form of superiority he had managed to gain as Alastor whined below him, eyes flying open from shock. Lucifer rolled his hips again and they cried out in unison, the air between them humid with their desire. A hiss escaped through Lucifer’s teeth as Alastor moved his hips to meet him, and he was now genuinely concerned that he might not even get the chance to enter before the onset of his climax.

But his body had other concerns, overriding the alarm bells in his mind as he ground his cock against Alastor’s folds. Their combined fluids making it all too easy to stimulate their most sensitive parts. Lucifer was writhing, helpless against his instinct to follow through. The luscious heat from that swollen, wet cunt — he wanted to curse and worship himself for using such an effective spell.

He wasn’t the only one enjoying themselves more than expected. Each whine, squeal, and bleat from Alastor goaded Lucifer on. Reinforced by the steady rolling of his hips, craving the friction of Lucifer’s hard length against his sex and lower belly. 

Alastor’s claws dug into the tender flesh of Lucifer’s ribs, mouth open as he panted between moans and sobs, his abdomen quivering from the building tension of pleasure. They were beginning to lose rhythm now, each of them chasing down the relief they needed so desperately.

“Lucifer, please — please, I…!”

“Mm-me too — hah… fuck!”

Lucifer cried out as he felt the first ropes of his release escape him, Alastor’s blissed out face seared into his mind before his vision went white. Somewhere in the fog he could hear Alastor calling his name through heaving breaths as their bodies rode out the high, clumsily rocking against each other until they were twitching from oversensitivity. Lucifer blinked back the haze until his lover came back into view, collapsing on top of him before he kissed every part of Alastor’s face his lips could touch.

It wasn’t until Alastor shuddered that Lucifer realized the salt on his tongue was from tears and not sweat. Lucifer shushed him, pressing a tender kiss to Alastor’s temple as he pet his hair to soothe him.

“If you mention this to anyone, I’ll tear your heart out and eat it in front of the entire city,” Alastor threatened, words muffled as he hid his face in the swoop of Lucifer’s neck; his usual venom reduced to petulance.

Lucifer laughed, the heart in question fluttering as he sank into Alastor’s embrace. “You know… we really need to work on your pillow talk. Lucky for you that I believe in second chances.”

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[swap-tech-enterprise]

From Maid of Honor to Best Man Part A, Customer Swap Stories #1

When my best friend Jessica’s boyfriend finally proposed to her, I was so excited because that finally meant we would be able to live out the dreams we’ve had about being the maid of honor in each others weddings! However, that soon began to fall apart when Jessica announced that it was going to be a destination wedding in Italy. I was heartbroken because I wanted to be there for my best friend, but financially couldn’t afford to be there. That was until one of the other bridesmaids suggested I use Swap Tech Enterprise’s (STE) vacation swaps. For a small fee, STE would swap your body with someone who lives in the location you are looking to go too and vice versa. After doing some research, it wasn’t a bad deal so I decided to move forward with it. I filled out the quick form provided on their website and paid my 100 dollar deposit, and from there I received an email with all I needed to know, including the date and time I needed to head down to my cities local STE Swap Bank. After months of anticipation, the day had come and it was time to become someone else for the week. As I entered the Swap Bank, the front desk attendant checked me and brought me to the swap room to get ready for the swap. As I sat on the bed waiting for the swap to happen, the swap technician explained how the process worked as they hooked me up to the helmet that would connect me to my swap partner. Finally it was time for the swap to happen and the swap tech began the count down from 10, instructing me to relax. As the tech counted down, I could feel my heart beating faster and faster and I was nervous about becoming another person for a week, especially since I purchased the cheapest swap package that only allowed for me to pick the gender and age of the body I was going to be in, not the body itself. All these thoughts were running through my head when suddenly everything went black. Moments later, I began to regain consciousness.

Opening my eyes, I could see I wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants.

I also noticed that my feet were much larger than that of a 27 year old woman. On top of that, I noticed I no longer had breasts. “What the fuck is going on?” I said quickly covering my mouth because of the deep baritone voice that came out of me. That’s when it clicked, I hadn’t been swapped with another woman, but a man instead.

Turns out that when filling out the form, I accidentally clicked the male option instead of the female option as my preferred gender type. I explained the mistake to the swap tech at the Italian Swap Bank I was now and asked if it was possible to get swapped with a female body, but they informed me that they can’t authorized a swap from a body that isn’t my own to prevent having too many cross swapped customers. Looks like I’m going to spending the week and celebrating my best friend’s wedding as the best man rather than the maid of honor. Hopefully she understands the mixup.

[serxinns]

Yandere class 1a with Aizawa and gender swap?!?

Reader will be female in this

You were fighting a villain with your classmates it was a time-dimensional villain when they shot to quirk it was going for Shoji but you went and in front of him and took the hit the last thing you saw was some kind you falling and a boy that awfully looked like you falling as well

You gasped out breathing heavily and sweating all over you looked around to see that you were in your bed?! Was it a bad dream it felt so real you were about to question stuff until u heard a voice "M/N!, it is time for school make sure u get dressed" a female voice said

Across the door that was weird it wasn't any of your girl classmates you knew what your girl classmates sounded like but this was a new voice it sounded like iida but much more higher also who's? M/n?!

You looked in your drawers to see that they were all men's outfits and boxers. "What the fuck?!" you said in your mind a bit shocked was this even your room?! You peaked out to see the name on our dorm it didn't say y/n l/n well it had the same last name but ur name was different it said what the girl called you earlier

M/n l/n

"m/n what's taking so long," the strict female voice said on the other side she sounded impatient "Okay! One minute Iida" you yelled back you got on you got ready and put on your clothes the clothes were a bit oversized and the pants are a bit lose but it was fine you walked out the door to not see iida but a tall girl with glasses she had her she wore a ponytail at the back "Y-Your not iida who are you" you stuttered back stood back a bit Iida was more shocked then you

"I should be asking you who are you and why are you in m/n's room!" the girl protested back "I-I don't know I was woken up and I-" "I don't wanna hear it." the harsh tone in her voice made you cut off your sentence the girls as getting more angrier and angrier and it looked like u weren't gonna make it out alive so you did the oldest trick in the book "Oh look I think I see him right now!" you pointed just when the girl turned her back you ran for it and scream

down the hall, you ran to your class you ran so fast you couldn't see which made you bump into a group of people "Oi Watch where you're going, dumbass!" Akatsuki! Oh thank you,- you were about to say but looked up to see a short-haired female with orange eyes glaring down at you "Suki! That isn't very badass" another female spoke up this one had red spikey hair with sharp teeth scolding at the female you stumbled back a bit wondering what's going on and why are these classmates look like yours but Different! Then it all clicked

You weren't in your dimension or ur world

That thought swirled in your mind making you lost in thought until you heard a booming voice thundering down behind you "GET HER SHES THE ONE WHO GOT SOMETHING TO DO WITH M/N'S DISAPPEARANCE"

Crap it was her..

"You giggled nervously when the gender swap of bakusquad glared at you they tried to grab you but u quickly ran past them not only did you have an enraged female version of Iida but now an enraged group of your friends as well you kept running until u couldn't anymore you didn't care where u ran until u crashed into another person and it seemingly looked like your teacher you could tell by the clothes so you ran behind her "who the hell are you.." you were panting heavily trying to explain to the woman but you used all your energy and passed out

You wake up in the same bedroom again and are surrounded by a bunch of different teenagers who are all whispering amount each other questioning who was the girl and why was she in their darling's bedroom a teacher "How are you feeling child" the female version of Aizawa said staring at you with a look "uh..Good" you said gulping "Now you will answer these questions about who and what are u and how did u come here" the woman said in a strict tone u quickly told them how you got zapped into another dimension by a villain you were fighting and woke up here

They didn't believe you "How can we know you are the opposite gender of y/n?" a male version of Mina stepped up to you looking at you suspiciously you thought for a while and a random memory "OH OH UH Mina remember when you and Denki broke Aizawa coffee machine so you blamed it on miners and paid me 20 bucks to not tell" the pink male was shocked at this but you kept going to prove your innocence "Akatsuki remember when I was feeling cold and you gave threw me your gloves I kept asking what about you but u threaten to kill me if I didn't shut the fuck up" everyone looked at the blonde woman somewhere giggling to each other the blonde blushed in embrassrament "OUT OF ALL MEMORIES WHY THAT ONE DAMNIT " "Yep that's m/n alright," the class thought while sighing to relief, "But wait!" a female izuku said if this is the genderswap m/n where OUR m/n?!" female izuku said "he must be in my universe having the same crisis as I did " you assumed

once everyone settled down and went to continue class they were calm but since they knew it was you, Iida, and the bakusquad apologized repeatedly for their behavior you forgave them and understood their reaction they blushed at your smile you gave them

During your stay at this wacky dimension, your classmates seem to have developed a liking for you the class would bicker with each other about who gets to hang out with you like "Oh sorry y/n wanted me to help you with this" or "Oh crap I forgot y/n told me to pick up something" it always excuses after excuses,

The sleepovers are a must girls would have the BIGGEST sleepovers they would pitch your cheeks and coo at you for what felt like hours and then Demi (female Denki) suggested they should watch a movie and there was a fight about who gets to cuddle next to you.

El (female ejido) is a God damn acts like a lovesick puppy when it comes to you she would always give you big bear hugs and spin you around she always compliments you about how badass you are, Suki (female Bakugo ) it's like Natsuki but more tsundere she would always demand you should walk with her to class because "Your dumbass would always be late" and even yell at you to hold hands with her so "Your slow ass can keep up duh" acting like she's annoyed with it, Sera (female sero) is a more laid back person but is clingy whenever you play games with sera and kami they would be whining to you to sit on their lap because "I'll have a better chance at winning :(((" if u decline she'll keep whining you until you do, Demi (Female Denki) is always flirting and teasing you trying to either annoy you or to make you blush is pretty hard to do tell

Izumi (female izuku) is a literal angel who is always writing romance novels about you and her being lovers drawing cute scenarios and fantasies of how you'll ask her out on a cute date and kiss she admires and obsess about everything you do even if it's the smallest things, Iicka (female Iida) now feeling bad about what she done she makes sure you're her study partner all the time and during study section, you would always feel like someone is staring at you while ur busy doing work, Sho (female shoto) is always quiet but shows her love in a physical way she always give out small smiles to you and you only she'll spoil you with gifts even if you decline she'll insist

The boys, on the other hand, are much less chaotic but much more clingy and protective they would make you hold their hand or even give you piggyback rides Minato even carries you princess style, umi (male Ochako) and always gets flushed at everything you do when you smile it makes him red as a tomato and floats up in the sky, Tsu (male tsuyu) is always kind and gentle to you always give you small gifts every day and act like gentlemen very calm and quiet and is great at comforting Jiu (Male jiu) is usually seen as an edgy boy who plays music but is a little tsundere he tries to act cool and try to impress you with her music but. You were just too cute! She couldn't help but pinch ur little cheeks and always show Demi getting jammed memes which made you both bust out laughing, Mono (male momo) is your dad friend type and spoiling type like Iida and Shoto, Mono would make you treat you like his sugar baby by spoiling you with these expensive gifts and always making sure your health is well he lightly scolds for whenever u missed something like food, daily routine or forgot something but would use her quirk to give you the stuff you forgot

Shigo (female shogi) would always wrap her multiple arms around you she's like a big bodyguard teddy bear she's always so gentle with you she would go into killer mode if someone ever said anything bad to you and if you tried to get her attention she'll snap out of it quickly and check to see if you were ok sato (female sato) is always spoiling you with sweets the sweets she would make it's meant for romance she makes those in hope you'll know someday she'll make heart-shaped frosted cookies, red velvet cake, or even Valentine's day macarons, Tiki (female tokoyami) Hides her feelings for her but dark shadow gotta be a little shit and tries to tell you but whenever that happens she quickly turns on a light which makes dark shadow hisses tiki loves to go to those outdoor malls with you (mainly because they got good snacks) and because to get good ass stuff she'll take you to either a hot topic or Spencer's if you ever went to a Spencer she'll try to push u far away from going to the back of it

Although some things make you feel strange like how whenever you talk to the other students you feel like a bunch of people glaring from behind when you look back you see your classmates just having their usual expressions, or how the gender-bend of bakusquad and dekusquad argue for who getting to baby you it became so intense that Ms. Aizawa had to pull you away from the situation to handle it even ms Aizawa was acting weird because whenever she does walk off with you she locks the door excusing the classmates will come and interrupt and would make you sleep by her and would pet it was nice you thought, even most of the yanderes at night would think of you in various situations even thinking the two of you are acting dating!

The more you spend time with them the worse the obsession gets but as bad as their obsession and selfish desires get their love for m/n still stays heck they have a plan to get the BOTH if you trapped in this dimension so you won't leave them forever

[resident-gay-bitch]

🏳️‍⚧️ Trans Tuesdays 🏳️‍⚧️

FtM Robin (platonic stobin + MtF Stevie + side steddie + Eddie being the definition of "guy")

It took a while to get here, but he’s here now, happy in his identity. 

Robin had no idea, for a long time, that he was a dude. It only took Stevie figuring it out about herself for things to click in place for Robin. 

Maybe it was like, destiny or some shit that they worked together that hopeless summer. Maybe they were just supposed to end up drugged out of their minds on that bathroom floor. They’re totally each other's soulmates, and now they’re even closer. 

It’s like they have shared experiences now, each living as both a dude and a chick. They just… got each other. Besides, it’s cool having a gender guru, guide you through your transition. Like, Stevie’s giving him tips on how to talk and walk like a dude, or at least how she used to in highschool, which seemed palatable enough in Hawkins. And Robin gets to teach Stevie stuff too, like the best remedies for periods (because she fucking gets those now, like, without the blood, which is wild), and how bra sizing works because that shit is actually confusing at first. 

It’s also awesome because they totally got to just swap half their wardrobes. Like, Robin had been meaning to get rid of a bunch of those dresses his mom got him for ages, and Stevie can just take them. And Robin got to raid Stevies wardrobe and feel totally euphoric trying on all her old clothes because not only did he look like a guy, he also smelt like one. 

Robin got to teach Stevie how to shave her legs properly, to get them all smooth and shit, and Stevie got to teach Robin how to get his hair sitting so fucking nice in a masculine way. Ferrah Fawcet is a lifesaver, actually. 

Everything about being trans has been awesome so far- like, apart from the fear of smalltown transphobia, but like, the feelings. It’s just been euphoria hit after euphoria hit once he finally opened up and expressed his feelings to Stevie. 

That was a really revealing conversation. And it’s been nice, getting to hide away with Stevie for a little while, figuring themselves out. 

Robin likes to bind, it looks good and feels good, but it’s kind of painful. Which is why living with Stevie feels so good, because he doesn’t have to bind around her to feel validated. He doesn’t feel the need to look or act a certain way around her to pass. 

Things changed when Eddie came over for the first time. 

It’s not like he could just say no when Stevie asked to have Eddie over. He knows they have a thing going on, and they haven’t seen eachother in two weeks, Stevies having withdrawals. It’s just… a new person. Robin hasn’t been a dude around anyone other than Stevie yet. 

He doesn’t want to be a girl again for the afternoon. 

He’s shocked when Eddie walks in, shooting finger guns at him and says, “Hey dude, nice haircut- jeez, it smells good in here, is that a cheese melt?” 

Robin ran a hand through his hair nervously, glancing over at Stevie, who just shrugged before walking over to say hi to Eddie. 

Eddie embraced her, tight, giving her a little kiss on the cheek that had her blushing before turning back to the cheese melt.

“My god, I fucking love cheese melts.” 

“You can have it.” Stevie offered. 

“You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, babe.” He muttered, stuffing his face full before moving to the fridge to make a replacement cheese melt, “I haven't eaten all day, and work was crazy busy today. Anyway, what are you nerds up to?”

“Just hanging out.” Stevie muttered. 

“Waiting around for me?” He grinned up at her, biting into his sandwich. 

Stevie rolled her eyes and shrugged, “We were… actually just fucking around a bit. Trying out some makeup on me… and… stuff.” 

“Oh, stuff huh?” He smirked, whacking the cheese sandwich on the press. 

“Yeah, stuff.” Stevie smiled, glancing over at Robin. 

Eddie looked over to him, “So….” He said, giving him a once over, “Is this like a lesbian phase thing, or are you a dude?” 

“Ed’s!” Stevie scolded. 

“You got a problem, Munson?” 

“Obviously not.” He scoffed, pointing a thumb over at Stevie before continuing to munch on his cheese melt, “I’m head over heels for her and you think I have a problem with transsexuals? Dude, my uncle was like, the first trans dude in Hawkins, I think.” 

“What?” Stevie and Robin both asked in sync. 

He shrugged, turning the sandwich press off before it burnt the bread, “Well, maybe not. But as far as he’s concerned, you know? Why do you think he doesn’t give a shit about me and Stevie- oh, I know how to draw beards on real good.”

“Why do you know that?” Stevie asked. 

“I wanted to look like an adult when I was ten so I could run away and get a job.” Eddie said so nonchalant, “My dad was a dick and said I couldn’t be gay and have a good future. Total arsehole. Look at me now, dad, bisexual and a full time drug dealer. Fuck. you.” 

Robin grinned, “Can you teach me the beard thing?” 

“Sure thing, man.” He smiled, cutting the fresh cheese melt up for Stevie and plating it for her, “So does this mean you’re like, straight now, or?” 

Robin froze, looking over to Stevie, who was also struck with a baffled expression as Eddie pottered around the kitchen, unbeknownst to their panic. 

“Fuck, I’m straight!” He shouted, and Stevie burst out laughing. 

Happy Spooky Month!!! sorry i didn't have anything spooky planned for this day, but this is still fun :)

[kafus]

yesterday my friend suggested that a crossover between the ye olde vocaloid song black vow alluring secret and likodot made a lot of sense but they weren’t sure how to articulate why and i had never thought about it prior to them bringing it up but it absolutely brain blasted me and after listening to both black vow and white vow again since it’s been a while i wrote a bunch on discord about it

“im still listening to white vow but i See it i see it so much. im trying to figure out how to word things but this might come out poorly LOL IM TRYING

miku meeting rin (as an angel) for the first time is described in black vow as rin being like lost and aimless or whatever and miku's smile and eyes immediately make her fall in love and this is similar in feeling to the jumping point of liko and dot's connection being formed because of liko's friendliness and patience and optimism and etc

dot is a really androgynous character and the idea of her, in this situation, literally changing bodies/swapping genders to be with liko is incredibly believable and within the range of her gender expression

miku has a marriage with some guy who she doesn't actually love (that's when "len" shows up) and it's really giving old timey arranged marriage vibes and i don't know how to articulate this point but the imagery in the mv i could immediately overlay like Amethio on top of that and imagine family drama in that sense

and generally the idea that liko and dot have saved each other's lives and push and pull for each other so often, the general emotional intimacy of their bond and the amount they reach out to each other, when dramaticized Really matches the vibes of this song with rin literally committing essentially angel suicide to be with miku, while on the other hand miku in white vow is tormented by not being able to remember and constantly searching... like they'd look for each other to the ends of the earth. likodot core actually

only thing i dont feel comfortable matching up in particular is Kaito in black vow who the fuck. i guess it being spinel would be interesting, like he's angry about the loss of control over dot, or something

tldr you were so right when you said this dot would fall from grace and become a boy to kiss liko on the mouth

ISODFJFDSOJIIOFJDSIJOFDSJIODFSIJODSFJIOFISODJ”

and then a little later i continued my thoughts with

“jumping off of it the last bit about like. liko and dot goinig to the ends of the earth for each other it sounds kind of funny saying it bc like honestly the stakes are just not that high in horizons it sounds dramatic but it's so fucking real like actually

they are defined by reaching out and reaching into each other . uncovering each other's emotional layers. pushing each other to become better people. liko sees dot's face for the first time after dot essentially saves her life and then in the next moment she does the same in return and this is acknowledged by them verbally fellas is it gay to save the life of the girl who was the first to reach out to you the way you needed through your bedroom door as your first in person interaction

you could chuck them into any media with these themes and you could probably make it work”

and i’m still thinking about this i love likodot so much

[bonesandpoemsandflowers]

Imagine you are meeting a friend of a friend at a group lunch. Let us swap the genders here for this hypothetical. You are a dude and your friend is a dude and the friend of the friend is a dude. The first thing the new dude does after introductions is hold up his phone and say: "this is my fiancée. she's too fat for me, but this is her."

okay! fucked up. weird! despite this, you want to be a good friend to your friend so you keep up social pleasantries. later on you're all hanging out at your house, except your fiancée is upstairs, out of earshot. the friend of a friend starts showing you random girls on tiktok. "look at how hot and skinny this one is!" when you are UNCOMFORTABLE, the friend of a friend starts to go after your tastes and your partner: "oh, you're not into that shit? you like them fat? your fiancée is fat, so that's your thing?"

absolutely INSANE, right? you'd know that was supremely fucked up?

okay, but because we were all women, discussing men, and male height, everyone acted like this wasn't supremely fucking weird, that this person I just met was in my house insisting I look at videos of half naked tall men on "bigtok" was just being cool and edgy. I knew I lost when I defensively said, he's average height! Because I was accepting her framing the moment I was defensive: I was agreeing that short men are inherently undesirable, and only someone with a kink about it would want a short man, and being accused of having said kink was such an insult that I had to defend myself because I felt attacked. And I'm not wrong--it was an attack. She was trying to insult me and she's in my too big house that my husband bought for us to live in with our then still alive dog, and he just bought her and multiple friends dinner and we're obviously in love with each other so all she can ding me on is his height, so she did, so insistently that it worked.

And I think back to this sometimes because I hate that I caved, I hate that I was so surprised and taken aback by this (very stereotypically feminine mean girl) bullshit hostility. I hate that I was surprised and and weak and so concerned with being a good hostess that I was stuck in nice girl socialization mode. Had I been expecting a fight this is so easily the kind of thing I would sneer and say "so?" at, possibly before devolving into increasingly personal attacks. I am not above that. But here I was trying too hard to be nice and I was so stupid! And I hate that! I hate that when you're trying to be nice you can be caught off guard like that! I hate that most of the time I expect people to be mean so I'm ready and one of the few times I was determined to be nice this bitch was insane to me IN MY OWN HOUSE.

also she said some wildly fucking racist shit completely unrelated to height and when I think about this incident I also just think that all morality aside, it's so fucking gauche to insult your host who just bought you AND multiple other people he doesn't even know a very nice meal and then invited you into his house. like legitimately I would never be so ungracious. if you look down on someone so much based on racial categories and IDK, height???!!! then don't break bread with them in the first place! or EVEN THEN, just eat your food and talk shit later when you're back in your own home. damn.

[gamergirl-06]

Male! Carla x Reader

Some things before we start: Carla’s name has been changed to Charles for this fic since this is a gender swap fic (but it may change in future)

The plot of this fic is based at the part where the doc flys off from the Serling hotel and Charles and reader have to find a way to get to him.

Taglist: @hyunjinbiased-blog

You wiped the blood on your cheek as held your weapon in front of you ready to defend yourself against the incoming horde.

It had been a long journey in this Hell for sure, taking on infected of all sorts throughout LA desperate to get out.

But you weren’t alone through this by yourself at all. No not at all because beside you was the best person in your entire life, your best friend Charles.

He was the same age as you and he had found you when the plane crashed back near Beverly Hills. He offered you to stay close to him so that you could stick together and survive.

It had been a few days but you were both very close, some even suspect you both like each-other. You like him but you shake your head at other peoples comments because you think they’re insane.

Love? Really? In a goddamn apocalypse? Even though you do like him you can’t bring yourself to admit it or even when to deepen what you two have. What if one of you dies? That will just cause emotional distress on the other.

Your eyes look around the little area near the last door you have to pass in the ‘Quarantine Zone’ . The noise it made to open it attracted a bunch of ‘em so you and Charles stood side by side with your weapons ready to fight.

Charles looks down at you “chìca, you ready to make it out of here”

You nod “ready”

Zombies came your way but you two swung your weapons, slicing and dicing them with precision taken them down one by one.

When they were all down, you look around again to check if there were more coming. You did not see anymore coming. But you had infact seen 2 Crushers coming towards you both.

“Charlie…” you say as you get his attention.

Charles look up and his face drains of emotion “Oh joder”

He looks at you and starts to smirk “don’t worry Hermosa, I’ve got this”

You can’t comprehend what happened before you see him run towards the two

“CHARLES NO!” You scream

He goes to swing at one of them before the other smashes into the ground a kicks him off balance.

The two crushers turn their attention to you and you walk backwards and into the door that was to be opened.

You look to your right and see a big gas canister and another one to your left.

You run to the right one first and kick it a bit far in front of you and you run to the left one and kick that next to the other one as well.

Oil spills out from it but that was part of your plan. When they got closer to the canisters you pulled out your gun and fired.

The canisters exploded and the crushers slowly died and you but your gun back in the holster. You run over to Charles who’s getting off the ground.

“You ok?” You ask him and he smiles

“Never better “

The door opens and you both walk through it continuing on to the Serling.

Once you made it back you saw a helicopter take off from the roof of the Hotel and you curse under your breath.

“Son of a bitch” you say as Charles throws his hands in the air in frustration

“What the fuck man” he says angrily.

“Let’s go” you say as you grab his hand and storm towards the Serling in rage.

You both practically flew up the sets of stairs towards the safe room where you knocked furiously and Denise opened the door, she was equally as angry.

“Denise, what’s going on?” You question

“Reuben and Tisha just flew out of here” she said angrily

“Did they say anything” Charles asked

“Nothing” she replied back “Jimmy’s trying to figure it out”. At this point everyone in the safe room was panicked and pacing back and forth.

“Oh fantastic” you and Charles say in unison

You approach the door and Charles says “we will go in there and find out…puta madre”. You open the door and Jimmy looks up at you both.

He then point a gun at you both “you pieces of shit”

You put your hands up and Charles immediately went in front of you and you blushed…he was protecting you.

“Woah man, calm down what’s going on?” He said

“You both caused the outbreak, YOU FUCKING PSYCHOS!” He yelled.

“Jimmy, he told me our blood” Charles gestured to the both of you “was a cure, but I guess we gave our blood to the wrong person”

Jimmy put the gun down immediately getting the hint of the truth about the doctor.

“He killed my city…I should have put a bullet in him” he said as he shot the computer with the docs whereabouts.

It was chaos in so many moments until Charles managed to get information out of him.”

“They flew to some lab on Hollywood boulevard” jimmy told you two.

With that information you did with what you will. You finally managed to track the doc and you see about to stop whatever mess he was doing.

Charles stopped you and you turn around “what’s wrong”

He looks you deep in your eyes and says “I don’t know what lays ahead but I just want to tell you I love you..always have and always will”

His lips connects with your’s as you deepen it. The world stopped in that moment. As you pull away you whisper:

“Trust me, I’ll be by your side as we fought those forces of evil..I love you”

[likecastle]

Hello. I have a Ronance smut prompt for your consideration.

One day, Nancy, due to laundry or what have you, had to wear a pair of Robin's boxers, saw herself in the mirror, and that actually turned her on. Robin, of course, had to wear the kind of panties Nancy wears, saw herself in a mirror, and that turned Robin on. Eventually, both buy each other's style of underwear (sports bra and boxers/frilly lace) without the other knowing, and when undressing, see said underwear. Fun is had.

Or, tl;dr: Ronance sees each other in the others underwear and they fuck about it.

So I only followed this prompted halfway, but hopefully it's the half that counts! Explicit sex under the cut. Clothing swapping, obviously, and a little bit of reflection on gender, as well as strap-on sex, and specifically a woman's strap-on being referred to during sex as her "cock." Very mild D/s vibes here.

Robin doesn’t know how it happened—laundry mix-up or gift from the gods—but when she slips her hand under Nancy’s skirt, her fingers encounter not the thin, lacy fabric of Nancy’s usual underwear, but something altogether more familiar. She ghosts her fingertips along the stretchy fabric, mouth going dry as she feels the bulkier jersey trim.

Before she can open her mouth to ask, Nancy’s blush confirms it. “It was dark when I got dressed this morning,” Nancy says, embarrassed for some reason. “You don’t mind?”

Robin shakes her head vigorously, and just to prove to Nancy how much she doesn’t mind, she tugs off Nancy’s skirt and makes her come without removing her favorite pair of briefs, the faded blue ones with the white piping. When she sits back to wipe her chin, she’s gratified to see how dark the wet spot on the pale blue fabric looks between Nancy’s still-trembling thighs.

“You can wear my underwear anytime,” she tells Nancy, and slips her hand past the soaking fabric to make her girlfriend come a second time.

After that, Nancy starts borrowing her underwear from time to time—and definitely not by mistake. One evening, she sits across the living room from Robin in her shortest skirt, so that Robin gets glimpses of her own underwear between Nancy’s thighs all night, until finally she can’t stand it anymore and gets down on her knees right there in the living room during a commercial break. Another time, she leaves a note in the place of Robin’s satin boxers, which only says, “Later.” Nancy has to work late that night and Robin spends the entire day in the most delicious torment, thinking about Nancy wearing her silky-slick underwear under her prim pencil skirt.

But the best, the absolute best, the thing that Robin thinks will maybe kill her it’s so unbelievably hot, is the night Nancy emerges from the bathroom with her strap rising from the slit in a pair of Robin’s black boxer-briefs. Robin’s mouth immediately starts to water, but Nancy makes her wait, insisting she sit on the bed while Nancy runs her hands over her black-clad thighs and the proud jut of her cock.

“How do I look?” Nancy asks, without an ounce of modest hesitation. She’s not fishing for compliments. She knows Robin likes what she sees. Robin makes herself take it all in, anyway. She lets her gaze drift over Nancy’s small, pale breasts, her rosy nipples that have already tightened in the chill air. She wants to lick the soft planes of Nancy’s stomach, nuzzle her nose against the black elastic at Nancy’s waist. If someone had told her at sixteen years old that one day she’d be desperate to suck the cock of the woman she loves, she wouldn’t even have been able to parse the meaning of that sentence, but now she’s aching for it, her tongue and cunt both thick with desire.

“You look better than I ever could have imagined,” Robin says, and leans forward to kiss the tip of Nancy’s strap.

Nancy is loving this. She’s always relished the power and authority she feels when she pulls the harness around her hips. Robin loves it, too, the way Nancy pulls her hair just a little too hard as she pushes into her mouth, and the way, finally, Nancy shoves her onto her hands and knees and fucks her rough and relentless, taking charge of every sensation so that everything Robin feels is Nancy.

“Over,” Robin gasps, when she starts to worry she won’t have the presence of mind to ask if she waits any longer. “On my back,” she begs. “I want to see you.” It’s worth the aching absence as Nancy pulls out and gently rolls her onto her back. Robin lets her legs fall open and Nancy crowds between them, looming over her so she’s all Robin can see—Nancy, her Nancy, flushed chest and pale belly and the dark lines of Robin’s underwear on her narrow hips. Everything I have is hers, she thinks feverishly, as Nancy lines herself up and sinks back into her, and then she doesn’t think about anything else for a long while.

[archersgoon]

ok how about these for f/q mediocre progeny

king tariq: u know him already. i think they really did raise a good king or w/ever. that being said, my characterisation of choice for him is heavily based off fabian seacaster from fantasy high. like thats how he's saying papa. anyway

prince john: i think they just name the kids after the normalest people they know. anyway. hes 4 years younger than tariq & has that mediaeval fuckass bob with the blunt fringe and stuff. hes kind of a jack of all trades master of none situation & as such has convinced himself that nobody care him, at least in his shitty teenage era. garg&arj style skinny boy

princess regina & prince argus: obligatory weird twins. persistently at odds but in a kind of worryingly codependent way. doing some twelfth night shit even when they're at their best. most ginger-adjacent of the siblings. most likely to trans their genders but it seems like they're coordinating that shit too?? they swap names every time. wack

prince gwinnel: his name is subject to change. i decided hes named after abian's dad (unnamed) so i just looked up cornish surnames and didn't fact check any of the results. he wants to be doing some sort of tragic poet thing but is just sort of a regular guy. i think he's like quintana in that he's simultaneously gods-touched and also just has like. real life mental illness, but he doesn't have a destiny or anything hes just chilling. *sees the words of the gods written upon the walls* derivative!

princess lirah: handsome girl son of handsome girl. we need to butch this palace up. takes after froi the most appearance- and temperament-wise. good with a sword lots of fun

princess solange: accident baby. at least a good six years younger than lirah. not very loud so she gets forgotten quite easily. may or may not have some solange sr. shit going on. if she is shes keeping mum about it. likes hiding behind the closest sibling available and peering out at you with her big ol eyes

+ some i/f daughters just for fun

crown princess jasmina: shes doing competence and confidence i think. married some osterian princeling second son & they get on well enough but he is nottt getting anywhere close to the level of authority finnikin commanded as consort

princess rosemond: five years younger than jasmina. spitting image of isaboe's siblings. ends up close with jasmina despite the age gap because literally no one else in the palace is normal about this. i don't know how feasible this would be given that froi's already lumateran but i have been coming round to her marrying tariq. not romantic to be clear. i <3 gay tariq. mayb her also

princess bartolina: twelve years younger than jasmina (very much of an age with gwinnel). got finnikin's hair but looks most like trevanion. sucks.

(bart & gwin were planning the world's easiest arranged marriage wherein they would just avoid each other forever while doing the bare minimum to not piss off everyone else, but during their families' negotiations jasmina & rosemond were like ah fuck we can't send bart east it would be cruel to send her away from home. but we can't avoid to offend the charynites. and rosemond said ☝ i have an idea. ill convince tariq if you convince ma. & after much careful work on jasmina's part isaboe agreed, & after one conversation on rosemond's part tariq said yeah fuck it alright. so now bart's convinced they're sending her off to yutlind sud or something (nice enough people but jesus that humidity'll get you and your hair) because no one actually told her what was going on)

[cherrybombfangirl]

Hey you, yeah you! Interested in my in progress Ninjago fic that I'm fucking obsessed with and want you guys to become obsessed with as well?

Ao3 Link: Battle Cry (8840 words) by cherrybombfangirl

Wanna read a Ninjago fanfic that spans everything from the pilots to Crystalized? It includes me fixing everything that needs fixing in my humble opinion as a writer myself (love triangles be gone), and my ninjago OC and the small OCs that come with her. 

Yeah you wanna read it!

This fic includes:

My Original Character Amy. She’s a human clone and a former assassin/child soldier, the Master of Space (forcefields and portals), falls in love with Lloyd and is very protective of him plus they have a cute aspec romance, and her arc is all about learning that her emotions aren’t a weakness to let people love her and that’s she’s not a broken monster.

The rainbow colored ninja being very queer as the universe intended: Gay Ace Cole, Trans and Pansexual Kai (plus Lavashipping galore!), Trans and Bisexual Nya (she and Kai swapped genders and names), Trans and Bisexual Jay, Genderfluid and Pan Zane, Asexual Demiromantic and Genderqueer He/They Lloyd, Genderqueer and PanAce Pixal and other characters are obviously queer as well.

Mental health issues galore that you can’t convince me these ninja don’t have at this point: everyone has PTSD, depression, anxiety, and lots of trauma!

Also autistic and adhd ninja because i said so: Autistic and ADHD Lloyd (he gets the autism from Garm and the ADHD from Misako), ADHD Kai (gets it from his mom), ADHD Jay (also from his mom), and Autistic Zane (his father built him that way because he is also autistic).

Addressing the Garmadon family’s generational trauma BECAUSE THE UNTAPPED POTENTIAL-

Lloyd’s relationship with his mom is complicated BUT after Lloyd has an understandable anger outburst Misako realizes “Fuck I messed up and hurt my kid” and spends a very long time trying to be better and fixing her and Lloyd’s relationship- and they do have a good relationship by the end! (because fuck doing nothing over actually working on fixing their mistakes and actually making up for it and people being complicated and imperfect people)

Love triangles are OUT, trauma triangles are IN

Jay actually gets character development in Skybound AND KEEPS SAID DEVELOPMENT, including Jay having to learn how to have a healthy relationship with Nya and stop bulldozing over people’s boundaries/having unhealthy obsessions with people (which is actually a result of trauma)

^^^ also actually exploring Jay’s birthmom in Prime Empire instead of introducing her then only mentioning her once several seasons later (and not even by name)

Also more sibling stuff in general over the romance because Jay and Nya’s relationship over Kai and Nya’s WHY?!?! (also Smith sibs adopting Lloyd, and all the ninja being even closer as a family obviously)

Consider the stupid love triangle with Wu Garm and Misako GONE. Don’t worry though, I give the brothers a much more believable and angsty reason to start fighting in Season 4 :))) (hint, it has to do with their repressed trauma from their dad’s not so great parenting)

Kai gets his own season with plenty of angst and character development as he deserves. The Green Ninja thing and Chen’s staff thing and being abandoned with a baby sister to take care of and putting all his worth on protecting others will ABSOLUTELY BE DISCUSSED

^^^ also Lavashipping will be included with Kai and Cole finally confronting their feelings for each other and going from on and off friends with benefits to the cutest boyfriends/husbands ever

Exploring the Dragon vs Oni and Creation vs Destruction concept more and using Lloyd and his family to illustrate that what the world really needs is a balance of both (also Lloyd and his dad keeping some Dragon/Oni features at the end!!!)

The ninja actually having to recover from when they very severely injured, or say, fucking possessed (why didn’t they even mention how Lloyd would’ve had to recover from that, the fuck)

Also Wu being confronted multiple times for his bullshit (which, suprise suprise, is a result of trauma), and he actually has to fix his mistakes and try to be better

Fixing everything wrong with Rebooted, Skybound, March of the Oni, Fire Chapter, Prime Empire, and Crystalized (I’m a writer myself, there are some things that drive me crazy and I NEED TO FIX THEM-)

More family time and mundane domestic stuff in between the ninja-ing- just the ninja spending time together and acting more like family/roommates in general

Prime Empire actually makes sense, Jay gets actual character development AND we actually explore his birthmom

Morro and Harumi are deeply traumatized BUT they let said trauma make them assholes and use it as an excuse to hurt people and they become even worse (Morro and Harumi stans BEGONE THIS IS NOT FOR YOU)

^^^ this will include Harumi developing an unhealthy obsession with Lloyd and it turning into creepy/predatory behavior, and there will be off screen sexual assault at some point, be wary of that

Exploring what life with Lloyd and his parents pre-banishement was like, complete with angsty-fluffy feels

Actually talking about addressing everyone’s trauma in general (and giving them more trauma because I’m that bitch :DDD )

There’s probably more I’m forgetting but that’s the gist of it for now

[gothwizardmagic]

what is red dwarf and why is everyone obsessed w it now bc i never saw it on my dash before?

Ah! Red Dwarf is a british comedy series originally from the 80s/90s and revived in the late 2010s about a man who's put into stasis on a space mining expedition and wakes up three million years later to find out the entire crew have died and he's the last human left alive. The 'bit' is that he's not the pinnacle of humanity or some great scientist or anything like that, he's some random slobby, lazy loser. He, a hologram of his dead roommate, a life form evolved from his pet cat, the ship's computer, and a cleaning droid they picked up along the way, all go on adventures through space, time, and the multiverse, for better or worse. It's about finding purpose in purposelessness and exploring the absurdity of the infinite and really stupid jokes about soup.

For as profound as the concept is, it's a pretty wacky series where they took the fact that it's sci-fi to the logical conclusion of 'therefore we can do literally anything we want' and played around with all sorts of bizarre and reality-stretching plotlines. There's an episode where they go to a universe where time runs backwards, there's an episode where they each have an emotion eaten by a polymorph and become entirely different people, there's an episode where a gender-swapped version of the main character gets him pregnant, because that's how it works in her universe. Because it was 80s sci-fi they accidentally had one of the main cast transition without. really realising what that was? (the ship's computer decides they miss the female universe version of themself and switch over to using that face instead) It's also one of those shows that hates women so fucking much that it winds up incredibly homoerotic. Like, for all the good and fun stuff I just said I gotta stress this show is HORRENDOUSLY sexist even for its time. It's surprisingly chill about other stuff but good christ it hates women.

Like I said, I can't really explain the recent surge in popularity. I grew up watching Red Dwarf with my parents, though I haven't actually watched much of the revival. For all its many flaws it's a show I do thoroughly recommend, as long as you take it in the spirit of when it was made. It's one of the strongest comedies out there imo, and references to it pop up all over the place in popular media. (There's a whole scene quoted verbatim in Homestuck, for example.)