#trans woman reader

[citruswriter]

Turning The Water Red

Listen with me! ↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

Warnings: Neu terms, intersex/trans woman reader (written with both groups in mind), smut, shower sex, established relationship, anal play, reader has a vagina, reader has a prostate, dirty talk, begging, creampie, fluff at the end.

Creepypasta Kinktober Prompt: Shower Sex/Anal

Pairing: Jeff the Killer x Reader

It was late at night when Jeff came home. You were on the couch reading a book when you heard him thump into your room. You heard him move around before opening your bedroom door and spotting you in the living room. "You DO realize that you can come through the front door like a normal person instead of my bedroom window, correct?" You ask with a smile, putting a bookmark in your book and shutting it softly. You heard his raspy laugh as he came up to you and tilted your head back. You melt into his kiss, his lips moving over yours as you hum into the kiss and kiss him back.

The scent of copper hits your nose and you make a noise, causing him to pull back. "You're coated in blood aren't you?" You ask with a scrunch of your nose. He let out a soft chuckle. "I'm a serial killer, babe. Of course I am." He muses and you groan, moving to sit up and take in his blood soaked figure. "Come on. Shower time." You say softly. He groaned in protest but complied with you, following you to the bathroom.

You turned the light on and grabbed towels for the both of you. "Showering with me, love?" He asks and you smile softly. "Hm. Yeah. Unless you don't want me to." You tease. He walked up to you and gripped your hips, placing butterfly kisses to your neck. "Anything to see you naked, doll." He teased back and you couldn't help but giggle and playfully smack him.

You slipped out of your clothes, Jeff watching you like you were a piece of meat the entire time as you uncovered your soft curves and plush flesh to the cold of the bathroom, shivering briefly before moving to turn the shower on. Jeff grunted as he grasped at his clothes and threw them in the dirty clothes basket. You had already stepped into the shower and he quickly followed in after you. You hummed as his hands found your body again, roving over your waist and thighs.

You turn in his grasp, standing chest to chest as you tug him into the shower water, fingers in his hair as you work to clean his hair. The clear water turns a lovely shade of crimson as you clean the blood off of him. He relaxes under your touch, letting you clean him and scrub his scalp clean. He looked down at you with a heated gaze and you try not to blush as you grab his shampoo and work it into his hair before smoothing some conditioner over his ends. He lets you tilt his head back to wash the soap out.

"You're so pretty..." he mutters out, hands reaching to grasp your ass, grinding into you. You gasp out softly and look up at him. "Jeff..." You say, trying to make your voice sound low and warning but it only sounded breathy and whiny. He chuckled and smacked your ass lightly, pressing his lips to your neck again. "J-Jeff, fuck, you need to take a shower." You breath out and Jeff growled but relented, allowing you to scrub him off before returning the favor. Washing your hair and scrubbing your body, although his touch was much more... sensual than yous.

Fingers that tweaked your nipples, his dick sliding between your thighs occasionally, lips nipping at your skin and making your breath hitch as he drove you further and further up a wall and making you want him more and more. You could almost sob in relief when he finally shoved two fingers inside you, if they had been in the right hole. But instead of getting relief for your poor aching core, he instead shoved two fingers in your asshole.

You moan out as you feel his fingers rub against your prostate, it felt good, but it's not where you wanted him. His fingers thrust in and out gently so not to hurt you, trying to loosen you up for him as he pressed into that sweet spot so nicely, causing you to moan and drool. "That's right baby. Just like that." He coos out to you as your eyes roll back and you moan against the wall of the shower.

You can't help but moan and keen, cheek pressed against the wet wall of the shower as he fingers you. You feel a familiar knot start to tie itself in your gut as he worked you closer and closer to the edge of an orgasm. Your legs trembled as you drew closer... only for it to be ripped away from you. You gasp and shake and whine in protest as your boyfriend denies you that sweet release. Jeff's rumbling chuckle could be heard behind you as your orgasm gets further and further away from you. "Patience doll. I want you to cum on my cock." He growls in your ear, making you shudder softly.

You whimper as you feel his fingers circle your clit as he knocked your legs open more and positioned himself at your entrance. "You wanna know one of the best thing about coming home to you, babe?" he asked as he slowly slid his cock into you, inch by delicious inch until he was fully sheathed inside you. "It's feeling this wonderful pussy wrapped so beautifully around my fucking cock." And with that he snapped his hips and set a brutal pace within your walls. The noises that fell out of your mouth were filthy, you were desperate and needy after he had so cruelly edged you earlier.

Your eyes roll back as he pounds into you from behind, moaning and crying out from how good he's streching you out and splitting you open. Jeff gripped your hips hard enough to bruise and pounded deep in you. That knot started to tie itself in your gut once more and you gasped out to Jeff. "M close. So close. Please lemme cum, baby. Please, please, please. I need it so badly." you whimper out and Jeff lets go of one hip to circle your clit again. "Cum for me, doll. Be good for me and cum." he growls, his own thrusts getting faster and more sloppy.

You cry out as you cum on his cock, your vision blurring and your hearing briefly going out. Jeff isn't far behind you, his soft grunts turning to moans as he finally cums inside you. You both stand there for a moment, panting and catching your breath as you both come down from your highs. You briefly take a moment clean clean up in the shower once more before the two of you step out and dry off. Before long, the two of you are all cozy in jammies and underneath your blankets.

"Hey Jeff?" You call out softly, your body cuddled up into his as the two of you try to get some rest. He lets out a soft "hm?" letting you know he was still awake and listening, even if just barely. "You said sex was one of the best things about coming home to me. Well... what's the best part?" you ask softly and Jeff exhales, wrapping his arms around you tighter and bringing you closer to him, if that was even possible. "This." He mutters softly. "You. Safe and sound in my arms. Cuddled up close to me. Knowing your mine. That's the best part." He says softly, nuzzling into your hair softly. You crack a soft smile and wrap your limbs around him. "Mine too." You murmur softly before slowly dozing off with him.

I took a VERY big step out of my comfort zone for this one guys. I already hate writing anal but I decided to take it a step further and write a intersex/post op trans woman reader (can be read either way). I actually had to do some anatomy research when writing this lmfao.

I hope I did justice and I hope you guys enjoy thissssss. 😩

Taglist: @rainrot4me

[theyanderespecialist]

Yandere Velvette X MtF Reader Headcanons: Velvette's Trans Woman (Hazbin Hotel)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back, back Again~ Queen is Back, tell a friend, Guess who's back~~~ Dananana~ This one is Velvette X Male To Female, Trans Woman! Now please do enjoy this!] 

(Disclaimer: Velvette is not yandere in canon! This is just for fun and Not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon!) 

(DISCLAIMER: TRANS WOMEN ARE WOMEN AND TRANS MEN ARE MEN AND NON-BINARY ARE THEY/THEMS but can also be considered trans cause yes some Non-binary do transition as well!

RESPECT MY TRANS MUFFINS Or You will be blocked if you spread hate or bigotry on my page you are done! You can keep your belief to yourself thank you!) 

-Yandere Headcanons With Velvette X Trans Woman Reader- 

.Velvette is a woman who does not mind her friend and the love of her life, also being a woman. 

.She also was very supportive of helping dress you, gurl she cannot let the woman of her dreams not be styling. 

.Even if you are a basic bisch pumpkin spice-loving type of girl, she is going to make you a sexy-ass basic bitch! 

.She also LOVES to go on dates with you and show you off. 

.She supported you when you came out. 

.She supported you when you started to socially transition. 

.She made all your clothes by hand, taking extra care of love into them. Being so proud when you break out into a smile of wearing the dresses. 

.She also loved when you had your first spinny dress moment. 

.She also loves making dresses with pockets for you. 

.She would be the type to make trans-inclusive dresses and suits, such as built-in padding or binding and or tucking for the trans muffins that need it. 

.With you as her model for MTF clothing. 

.She also would be helping you get your hormones. 

.ALL The bills for transitions, will be paid for, from clothes, to hormones, to surgeries. 

.If you did not want bottom surgery. 

.She would understand, and you would be no less of a woman in her eyes. 

It just means you and her can do extra sex stuff. 

.She would be BRUTAL With anyone that EVER misgenders you, you are walking down the streets with her and someone says something. 

.They are dead on the spot right then and there. 

.Girl she is protective of her little lady you. 

.She is the dommy mommy in the relationship and loves and adores you. 

.Of course, she does get a wee bit jealous when people notice how much of a sexy woman you are! 

.Like that sexy ass belongs to her thank you very much. 

.So she will not want you to go out without her. 

.Another reason she wants you not to go out alone is because of transphobia. This is hell and there is for sure A TON Of transphobes in hell. 

.So she would get you security guards. 

.If they fail to protect you? 

.Well Valentino can do whatever he wants to them. 

.To her you are the most precious thing and she will slaughter anyone who hurts her little lady. 

.Some would say that you were besties, pals, even roommates! Heh, But you are full-on lovers. 

.It is beautiful! 

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS the headcanons are done, Now I might record this and if I have time do an audio scenario for YouTube! I hope you all enjoyed all my sexy muffins whether you are trans or not! Stay Sexy, all My Sexy Muffins!] 

[dervampireprince]

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Based on a Patreon request. Beloved Bog Goblin asked "Terzo helps to calm listener down from a panic attack?".

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Old public spicy audios on sound gasm (link in pinned post). 2 Exclusive spicy audios on Patreon every month. I also stream on Twitch every week @ dervampireprince . [minors + ageless blogs dni. this blog is for 18+ only.] [do not repost/reupload/edit any of my content]

[romanarose]

About a Girl

It all started with Tommy, as most adventures do. Joel was certain Tommy would make sure to mention that fact during his best man speech.

About a Girl my Joel Miller x Trans Fem!Reader coming soon, chapter 1 will debute with my Oscar Isaac/Pedro Pascal Pride Event, that weeks theme being "coming out"

Will also include: themes of found family, Tommy shitheadery (I love him), bi Tess, grunge, lots of flannel, y'allternative (blending Joel's country life and reader's grunge life), Bill and Frank as the elder gays, Joel knows nothing about queerness and transness but by golly's he's trying, single dad Joel, good uncle tommy, good uncle but also not very responsible and maybe has an addiction problem Tommy? lets find out!

[nevermore-ocs]

Some sage x a trans woman reader smut headcanons please

(I'm gonna do my best with these as I am not trans myself so hopefully these end up good!!)

-To be honest, she was nervous the first time you two did have sex and not for the reason you think, she's not an asshole-

-She's honestly never been with a trans woman like you before, or one in general, and her nerves were, a bit racked that she'd do the wrong thing, say something that'd strike something she didn't intend to harm at all, she hasn't really involved herself in the dating scene ever since she left her high school years behind and adds up her lacking in that knowledge due to her being, in her words, old, when she's only 38.

-But nevertheless, in such a personal, and close situation like this, nothing changes from how she treats you every single day, as the hypnotically beautiful woman that's had her hooked from day one.

-While Sage isn't trans herself, she's cis, the oddity in her, that metas and non humans can have, genes gave her some "extra equipment" downstairs, and she prefers to take more of a dom role in the bedroom to begin with.

-That being said, she DROWNS you with praise that's laced here and there with her fluent Spanish.

-If you were to go down on her, she has her fingers threaded through your hair and delicately urging you to keep eye contact with her as she purrs out the nickname "my pretty girl," down at you, "mi vida (my life)," is another one she frequents A LOT but she knows how to especially get you weak in the knees and whining for her even if her hands aren't on you just yet.

-When it's actually time for her to be inside of you, she is very thorough with making sure you're ready, she's not exactly the smallest and again, this is, still all new territory for her in a way, being with you has her feeling like it's her first time all over again and she doesn't hate that at all.

-If you're post-op, she's eating you out and having you, probably fucking, see God during it, she's very good with her mouth and tongue and fingers, and, demonic genes are gracious enough to pair her with a, longer than human norm kind of tongue, so enjoy that.

-If you're pre-op, she'd prefer to use her fingers to prepare you for her, and it's not that she doesn't want to use her mouth, she'd just think it'd be A LOT better with her fingers, and lube, cause she's a firm believer in spit cannot replace that so-

-She doesn't delve into the more raunchy side of dirty talk when she's actually inside you, but a lot of it consists of just how perfect you feel around her, that you're her woman that was made perfect just for her and she intends to always make sure you know that.

[sleepingdeath-light]

blowing off steam ; 18+

requested by ; personifiedpyramidcorner

word count ; 1759

content ; one night stand, dirty talk, degradation, mummy kink, dom!stella, reader still has a penis/she hasn’t had bottom surgery (as stated in original request), reader’s genitals are described as “dick”, “length” and “sex” in case any of those terms are dysphoric for you

fandom ; helluva boss

pairing ; stella goetia x trans woman!reader

read also on ; ao3

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

"You're so fucking pathetic," Stella began, pacing circles around you as you knelt at her feet in the middle of the cheap hotel room, "but at least you know how to do what you're told. Don't you?"

You moved to nod in response, but the aristocrat tutted and seized your chin between her thumb and forefinger, sharp nails digging into your skin as she forced you to meet her eye.

"When I ask you a question, I expect a proper response. Try again,"

"Yes, mummy,"

She smirked darkly at that and released her grip on your face, her movements uncaring and harsh and almost sending you falling backwards onto the rough carpet. Then, smoothing out the feathers on her head, she gestured loosely towards the bed and spoke up in a nonchalant tone.

"Good girl, now strip and get on the bed," and when you hesitated, she glared down at you and spat out an aggressive, "don't make me repeat myself."

And, not wanting to face her wrath (and craving more of her rare praise), you moved to comply. Stumbling clumsily to your feet and hurriedly removing what remained of your daywear — which, given you both being in the Lust ring, wasn't all that much. One by one you unbuttoned and unbuckled the various straps and articles that obscured your body from her scrutinising gaze: your leather harness, translucent bra, lacy thigh highs, tucking underwear and even your choker were all tossed to one side into an uncaring, messy pile of mixed fabrics on the floor. You could feel her eyes following you throughout, dark irises taking in every new inch of skin that you bared to her, admiring and daring you to disobey before you finally shuffled your way onto the thin mattress and laid down on what felt like the centre.

Wilfully ignoring the feeling of a loose spring digging into your shoulder as you watched her approach the bed. Approaching you with an unreadable expression and her arms folded elegantly across her chest as she spoke in that same dark tone that had waves of heat rushing to your core.

"It's nice to have someone actually listen to what I say," Stella began, titling her head to one side as her eyes scanned over your nude form, lingering on your sex for a few moments before flitting back up to meet your gaze, "it's a shame that you're so easy to get off. Aren't you ashamed of how fucking desperate you look? How you don't know anything about me but you're already this hard," she reached down and wrapped a hand around the base of your length and you gasped, "and practically begging me to fuck you. It's sad, really, and if you were in the Pride ring you'd be a fucking laughing stock," she began to slowly pump her hand from foot to tip and you were desperately trying to stop yourself from bucking up into her hand, "well, that or the latest toy. I know a lot of people that would love to have an obedient little cum slut tending to their every whim, always eager to please her mummy,"

Her words were bitingly cruel and bitterly cold, but you couldn't help yourself but to keep moaning and whimpering under her attention. The combination of slow, mounting pleasure and unending verbal degradation was making your mind go blank — which the demoness soon noticed and took full advantage of.

"Honestly look at yourself; how much you're getting off from the barest of touches. Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Have you only been with people who are shit in bed or are you just this sensitive?" Then she gasped with a feigned epiphany and leaned over your body so that she could whisper directly into your ear. "Or am I the best fuck you've ever had?"

The only response you could muster was a whimper and the other woman huffed at that and paused her ministrations — righting her fist around your tip so that you were keening and crying out in a mixture of pain and frustration. Your eyes flew open and you noticed her obvious expectations and corrected yourself accordingly.

"You're the best, mummy, sorry mummy,"

And then she smirked and pecked you on the cheek in a show of faux affection but she didn't continue. No, instead she took a moment to smear the leaking precum over your throbbing head with the pad of her thumb before removing her hand entirely — slowly moving to mount you on the bed and positioning you at her dripping entrance.

"You're gonna show me and everyone else in this hotel how fucking desperate you are for me." she finally began, glaring down at you through her long eyelashes as you whimpered and bucked your hips up against her, "So if you want me to fuck you, you're gonna beg for it and you'd best do a good job or I might just leave you here for someone else to find and take care of. Or maybe you'd like that?"

With the tantalising promise of pleasure and climax so close, you felt what little resolve you had crumbling away as you tearfully looked up at the demoness and began to whimper out pleas for her to touch you. Only for her to demand more: louder, longer, more desperation.

No one "please mummy" was good enough. Every "fuck me, mummy, please" was met with tutting and a threat of her leaving. Each "I need you" was instructed to be louder.

Louder and louder until there were tears streaming down your face and you were screaming out your pleas and digging your fingers into the many skirts of her dress. Begging her to touch you, to move, to let you cum — please, please, please.

"... please mummy!"

And then it was finally, finally, enough for her as she gave a response that had you sobbing with relief before she allowed herself to sink down and take all of your throbbing dick in a single fluid movement. Not giving you the time to recover — from her action or her words — before she started to move, bouncing on your length whilst placing two hands on your shoulders to keep you in place and steady herself.

Taking full control of the pace whilst you were still reeling from being called her "good girl" and unable to do anything but cling to her waist and moan and cuss and whine. Moan out her name and title in the same breath when she rolled her hips down against yours between thrusts; whimper out an incoherent string of pleas when she paused at your tip before sharply descending and taking all of you in a single movement; crying out whorishly whenever you managed to match her pace and she'd reward you with a hushed moan and another rare bit of praise between the constant commentary about your sluttish nature and needy disposition.

Alternating between fast and slow, shallow and deep, but consistently rough and hitting all of the right places for you and her. And when she allowed you to reach beneath her skirts to toy with her clit, everything got even better, somehow — even as her pace began to falter.

You could feel her tightening and fluttering around you more and more with every thrust and bounce, the shift matching with her increase in volume as her dirty talk and moans got louder and louder — and as her nails started to dig into your collarbone to steady herself. She was getting close and you weren’t far behind, the coil in your abdomen tightening in time with the blurring and blotting of your vision as you were wracked with wave after wave of white hot pleasure, need spurred on by both her words and the feeling of her warm, wet pussy swallowing you over and over again.

“That’s it, good girl,” she sighed when you reached up with a tentative hand to start playing with her nipples through the bodice of her shirt, “just like that,”

“You’re already pulsing, hah, are you going to cum already?” She mocked in the shape of a breathy moan, unable to keep her eyes open as her head fell back. “You must really like being used, isn’t that right?” And when you confirmed in a whimper she moaned even louder.

A string of insults escaped her as her voice got breathier and her moans got louder — a sound that mixed beautifully with the wet slapping of your fucking and your own plentiful moans and groans and sighs. Until, finally, she snapped, climaxing with a cry of “oh god” as she soaked you and collapsed forwards, unable to keep up the pace through the haze of her release — relying entirely on you to take the lead as you grasped at her waist and began to clumsily thrust up into her, overwhelmed with your own mounting orgasm as you tried to help her prologue her own high.

Though, thankfully, you didn’t need to deny yourself for long, as Stella was quick to regain some semblance of her composure as she worked you up to the edge and pulled you out just as you came. Jerking your length lazily as you spilled your release all over your thighs and stomach, praising and degrading you in equal measure as you moaned and sobbed and called out for her with such earnest desperation that it made her smile.

Heart pounding. Lungs burning. Skin slick with sweat. Dick throbbing. Limbs turning to jelly and falling limply onto the bed.

Too much and not enough. Craving her even as she carefully guided you as you came down from your high. Unusually tender for the briefest of moments as she checked you were alive.

In the afterglow, as you thanked her appropriately (with a fitting “thank you, mummy”), she’d just nodded and adjusted her dress and feathers — looking herself over a few times in the streaky mirror just adjacent to the bed. Not really acknowledging you as she tried to rid herself as best she could of the evidence of your encounter — not wanting to sully her reputation as her ex husband had.

And, still overwhelmed and slightly fucked-out, you couldn’t bring yourself to care — not when you were still reeling from the best fuck of your life. Besides, it wasn’t as if there was a shortage of demons in the Lust ring who were up for a quick fuck, so you just smiled and watched her walk away, muttering about her ex and reputations and assassins all the way.

[shippersoftheseventhdawn]

Would it be possible to have one that's a love confession from Alisaie to a trans woman (any race)?

Alisaie confessing to a Trans Woman HCs

T Rated Fluff

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Alisaie holds her feelings in for quite a while, watching you from afar and falling a little deeper in love with you every day.

She worries about how to tell you, wanting you to feel as special to her as you actually are!

She ends up actually asking her brother for help, although she refuses to look at him while asking.

The two of them come up with a plan and Alphinaud promises not to hold it against his sister that she needed his help (much)

Finally Alisaie approaches you with flowers.

She tells you that you're so pretty and she wanted to give you something almost as pretty as you to explain the flowers

Her ears are very very red and she's struggling to look directly at you

But still she tells you that she's really attracted to you and has this big crush on you and that she'd really like to spend more time with you and maybe go on a date and-

She stops herself rambling after a moment and looks all tense and cute and nervous.

She just really wants you to like her back!

Quick, you should tell her before she explodes!

[senoritagoddesss]

#YourFavTrans

I or my friend?? 🍑🍆🥵💦

[herdestinyshark]

Who wants to meetup??? Drop message on my DM 💕

[creepypastalover97]

Stop Project 2025 | American Civil Liberties Union

Everyone! If you are over the age of 18 and you live in the US please Go to this site and sign this petition. Please! Our entire way of life can be destroyed if we don't do something now. If there isn't a recount or a revote by the end of December then we are all screwed when Trump gets in office. Regardless if project 2025 is real or just was a fear mongering, there is literally a chance that this is real and everything we know might be gone next year. So please. Go sign the petition, so if things go down hill we at least have a fighting chance to at least put up a fight! Please! Sign like you have a gay friend, coworker or family member! Sign if you have a trans friend , coworker or family member! Sign if you have a friend, coworker or family member who is a person of color! Sign if you have a friend, coworker or family member who is a immigrant! Sign if you have female friends , co workers or family members! Every signature counts! Please. There is currently only 56,811 signatures right now. We need at least 75,000 for this to have a fighting chance to stop this! So please go sign like your life depends on it. Please don't take a chance of project 2025 happening. Regardless if it doesn't happen. Isn't it better to be safer than sorry? Do you really want to take the risk? Please.

PS. Banning Fanfic sites are part of project 2025's agenda too. Just adding that regardless if it's at the bottom of the list of things we should be worried about.

[transsongtaewon]

I don't think Yoohyun is agender I think he's gender apathetic. No he doesn't have a gender and no he doesn't really care. He's a guy by virtue of people calling him that so he just goes with it because it's not like he cares.

One time he walks in on Yerim doing her e-shot and asks her what she's doing and she says "I'm trans? You didn't know that???" and he say "no what do you mean"

And Yerim sits there for a second and contemplates if she wants to Explain Trans to Yoohyun of all people but they literally live together so maybe he should get the basics so she says "you know, because when I was born they said I was a boy but I'm actually a girl?"

And Yoohyun is like "what"

And Yerim is like "cause I feel like a girl"

And Yoohyun is like "what does that even mean"

And Yerim in her endless grace tries to explain "you know how when you were born they thought you're a boy and you feel good as a boy and if everyone suddenly started calling you a girl and treating you like a woman you'd feel really bad"

To which Yoohyun says "no, not really, why would I care what other people call me"

And then they stare at each other for a few seconds and Yerim decides that explaining "non-binary" or even "agender" to Yoohyun sounds like the stuff of nightmares so she just doesn't cause he seems happy enough as is anyway.

(also if she pursued this to the end they may get to a point where Yoohyun realises he's not actually Yoojin's younger brother so he couldn't call him hyung anymore and she thinks if that happened Yoohyun would probably spontaneously implode)

[theyanderespecialist]

Yandere Velvette X MtF Reader Headcanons: Velvette's Trans Woman (Hazbin Hotel)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back, back Again~ Queen is Back, tell a friend, Guess who's back~~~ Dananana~ This one is Velvette X Male To Female, Trans Woman! Now please do enjoy this!] 

(Disclaimer: Velvette is not yandere in canon! This is just for fun and Not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon!) 

(DISCLAIMER: TRANS WOMEN ARE WOMEN AND TRANS MEN ARE MEN AND NON-BINARY ARE THEY/THEMS but can also be considered trans cause yes some Non-binary do transition as well!

RESPECT MY TRANS MUFFINS Or You will be blocked if you spread hate or bigotry on my page you are done! You can keep your belief to yourself thank you!) 

-Yandere Headcanons With Velvette X Trans Woman Reader- 

.Velvette is a woman who does not mind her friend and the love of her life, also being a woman. 

.She also was very supportive of helping dress you, gurl she cannot let the woman of her dreams not be styling. 

.Even if you are a basic bisch pumpkin spice-loving type of girl, she is going to make you a sexy-ass basic bitch! 

.She also LOVES to go on dates with you and show you off. 

.She supported you when you came out. 

.She supported you when you started to socially transition. 

.She made all your clothes by hand, taking extra care of love into them. Being so proud when you break out into a smile of wearing the dresses. 

.She also loved when you had your first spinny dress moment. 

.She also loves making dresses with pockets for you. 

.She would be the type to make trans-inclusive dresses and suits, such as built-in padding or binding and or tucking for the trans muffins that need it. 

.With you as her model for MTF clothing. 

.She also would be helping you get your hormones. 

.ALL The bills for transitions, will be paid for, from clothes, to hormones, to surgeries. 

.If you did not want bottom surgery. 

.She would understand, and you would be no less of a woman in her eyes. 

It just means you and her can do extra sex stuff. 

.She would be BRUTAL With anyone that EVER misgenders you, you are walking down the streets with her and someone says something. 

.They are dead on the spot right then and there. 

.Girl she is protective of her little lady you. 

.She is the dommy mommy in the relationship and loves and adores you. 

.Of course, she does get a wee bit jealous when people notice how much of a sexy woman you are! 

.Like that sexy ass belongs to her thank you very much. 

.So she will not want you to go out without her. 

.Another reason she wants you not to go out alone is because of transphobia. This is hell and there is for sure A TON Of transphobes in hell. 

.So she would get you security guards. 

.If they fail to protect you? 

.Well Valentino can do whatever he wants to them. 

.To her you are the most precious thing and she will slaughter anyone who hurts her little lady. 

.Some would say that you were besties, pals, even roommates! Heh, But you are full-on lovers. 

.It is beautiful! 

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS the headcanons are done, Now I might record this and if I have time do an audio scenario for YouTube! I hope you all enjoyed all my sexy muffins whether you are trans or not! Stay Sexy, all My Sexy Muffins!] 

Velvette’s Trans Woman: Yandere Velvette X MTF Listener (Hazbin Hotel) L…

[multiplefandomsdweller]

Please I beg I need more Hughie Campbell and Richie Kirsch fanfics Istg or just Jack Quaid characters in general I am actually in love with this man like holy fuck he’s the perfect mix of geek and crazed sexy man he’s the best nepo baby ever omfg

[raybean14]

Be hot to have your werewolf girlfriend on a collar and leash has she fucks you..kinda control the the pace she goes at. If she goes to slow you give the leash a small tug and she quickly fixes her thrust or pull her down close as she rails you forcing her to look at you as she pounds you..tongue hanging all out as she let’s out loud pathetic moans and whines once she gets closer “oh come on I know you can keep going..so close can feel your pretty knot”

[griem]

ijbol idk man releasing screenshots of very polarizing things said in a private discord server between friends in a public "callout" post is #the most #tumblrific thing ive ever seen LOL.

#opinion 😱 in tags

[st0ne-arr0w]

Go ahead, do your makeup. Make it stunning, be the pretty little thing you are. Just know I’m going to fucking ruin it when I fuck you so hard your crying like the good little slut you are.