#yes laser eyes are sensitive

[erros429]

Hi - catgirl questionnaire here and I gotta thank you for the answers! If it’s okay I have a few more questions sorry:

Does Blake have a tail?

are there many cat puns about her in the series?

I saw she has human ears and now I’m confused how does she wear head phones or something like that - does she put them on her cat or human ears or both? Does her ears get sensitive?

So what I’ve gathered if she and her GF had a kid it would be a blonde cat?

what is Blake’s actual species? I’ve seen people say people hate whatever she is - why is that?

Does her GF (is her name Yang?) tell lots of puns in general?

ok adding all these asks on one thing. let’s do this thing

1) blake does not have a tail

2) not particularly puns but there are a few jokes here and there (blake liking tuna a little bit more than is normal, yang using a laser pointer on her, her avoiding a dog by climbing a bunch of furniture. then in rwby chibi there’s the whole “cat burglar” segment, blake jumping into a box, etc)

3) i believe she would just wear the headphones on her human ears. arthur lookin ass

4) if she and yang had a kid then yes perhaps it would be a cat. idk if it’d be blonde tho. the genetics in rwby are weird even with the humans because why the hell does ruby not look anything like her father but she’s a carbon copy of her mom 🤨

5) she’s a faunus, which are people with animal traits. they’ve been historically and systematically oppressed and discriminated against. it’s just straight up racism

6) i mean. i think fanon has definitely exaggerated the whole pun thing. she’s said like maybe a solid 3-4 puns total in rwby canon, but she has said quite a few in rwby chibi. i feel like it’s important to note that a lot of yang’s early personality was purposefully one-dimensional so that the viewers would be thrown off when she shows she’s more than meets the eye. a lot of fanon kinda clings to that original impression we got from yang so the pun thing just stuck. the same way everyone sees ruby as a cookie-crazed maniac b/c she ate a bunch of cookies in the first ep lol

7) blake’s not CANONICALLY a stoner but i would not be shocked if it was just casually confirmed LMFAO

8) yea she’s so downbad for yang that she wrote a love song after being away from her for like 24 hours. shoutout volume 8 soundtrack

9) lowkey i prefer the long hair look on her 🫣 but the short hair is important for character arc symbolism reasons

10) according to the comics blake and her mom are actually both great swimmers!

[ssentimentals]

seventeen members as their natal charts: mingyu

sun in aries, moon in pisces

this man appears dominant and powerful, but in reality is very sensitive and anxious; likes to daydream, is competitive and passionate, he's actually very thoughtful towards other people, very creative and enthusiastic, struggles with making decisions, is fun to be around, likes to tease and 'spice up' relationships

you stare down at your boyfriend, unimpressed. 'you do realize it's not fair, right?'

mingyu grins widely in response. 'so you're backing out from a challenge?'

somehow mingyu always finds ways to rile you up; his competitiveness gets better of him most of the times and his imagination knows no limits. therefore, you always get stuck in hilariously dumb bets like this one and despite all your grumbling, you always give in. 'bring it on, mister.'

it's always fun with mingyu: he never fails to turn something mundane into an interesting quest, his enthusiasm is contagious and he shares his passion and energy easily with others. even right now, despite being tired and hungry after classes, you still indulge him in a stupid basketball bet, when you don't even know how to play basketball. mingyu rushes past you with a ball and you groan loudly, hearing his manic laughter. 'this is not fair!'

'don't be a sore loser, babe! or am i dating a quitter?'

'fucker,' you mutter, glaring at him with no heat behind it. mingyu looks so handsome, when he gets like this - all smug and confident that for few seconds you simply stare, enjoying the view. he looks so confident, too confident that you can't wait to wipe this smirk off his face. an idea pops in your mind and you grin, beckoning him to come closer. 'i just need to get the ball from you to win, right?'

sensing that you plotted something, mingyu smirks, nodding. he holds the ball securely in his arms, walking towards you like he owns this place, licking his lower lip as he gives you a once over. 'yes?'

'baby,' you call, dropping your voice lower, smirking at the instant effect it has on him. 'you are too good at basketball.' mingyu takes one more step towards you and you let your hands brush over his chest, enjoying tight muscles undereath his t-shirt. 'how is it any fair?'

mingyu know exactly what you are doing, but he can't stop it, too engrossed in the feeling of your hands on him. this time it's you who takes one more step, standing now so close that he can feel your soft breath on his neck. 'flattery will get you nowhere, princess.'

'but it's true, you are very good at basketball,' you argue, looking up at him. 'just like at everything else.'

fuck. this push and pull is enticing, mingyu is laser focused on your lips, not even noticing how he slightly leans in. not noticing how your eyes gleam with triumph, when you add: 'give me a kiss.'

mingyu can never say 'no' to this demand and his lips are instantly on yours, groaning softly at the way you taste. kissing you is his favorite thing, he gets lost immediately and that's why when you push him back and run away, it takes him a minute to realize what is happening. he watches in slow motion as you throw the ball - the one that was in his hands before he kissed you, the one you so easily snatched from him, goddammit - and his mouth opens in shock as it gets into the net, making you scream loudly in glee. you turn, smirk at him and oh, he's in love. 'i won!' you shout and he only laughs in disbelief. 'i won, i won!'

'did someone say something about fairness?' he questions loudly.

'don't be a sore loser, babe! or am i dating a quitter?' you throw back at him, winking.

mingyu inhales sharply, not being able to fight off wide grin from his face. he loves it when you play along, when you are ready to compete with him his adrenaline spikes up and heart starts beating faster. you are his match, the one he dreamt of meeting all along.

rather impulsive, they need a partner who'll be their oasis of calmness, who'll understand their hidden sensitivity and see through all non-chalant act they put up; tends to put need of others first, dreams of creating a deep and meaningful bond, likes to have 'excitement' in relationships, might argue just for the sake of it

'gyu, you okay?' you ask quietly.

mingyu jerks in surprise and then nods curtly, faking a big smile for your sake. 'of course, darling, why wouldn't i be?'

mingyu always has this 'all is good' front, never wanting to make you worry over him cause you shouldn't; he doesn't want you to think of him as of incapable and weak, because he isn't and it's him who should be worrying over you, not the other way around. anxiety threatens to take him by the storm, but he keeps on smiling at you, even when he knows you can tell that he's lying.

'mingyu,' you call and he barely resists the urge to whine at the gentle way you say his name; you are always so gentle with him and he sometimes fears it's all just a dream, because it's too good to be true. 'baby, you know it's okay to be scared, right? it's okay to be anxious and nervous over such a big thing.'

you come closer and his hands fall naturally around your waist, because that's where they belong and because mingyu needs to hold you in order to stop fidgeting. your eyes are so kind as you gaze up at him and he has to bite his lower lip to not confess all his fears to you. when you lovingly caress his cheek, he leans to your touch, seeking your comfort, always feeling instantly better whenever you're around to calm him down. 'i'm okay,' he stubbornly repeats, only this time his smile is more sincere as he looks at you. he actually is not okay, but he will be, because there's no other choice and because he refuses not be okay when you obviously are so worried for him. 'it's a peace of cake for me.'

he holds his breath, waiting for your reaction. he knows it's obvious how worried he is but instead of making fun of him for this, you smile, nodding and gripping his forearms reassuringly. 'of course, babe, it's a walk in the park for you! you'll ace it, no doubts about it.'

mingyu thinks his heart might burst from the love he feels for you at that moment. he stares at you in awe and your smile only gets wider in response. 'you can do anything, kim mingyu,' you say confidently and then add in the most sweet voice: 'my boyfriend is the best!'

mingyu doesn't know how he doesn't turn into a puddle of goo right in front of you, but somehow he keeps it together. faintly he hears his name being announced and then you usher him to the stage, wishing him good luck. he is still nervous, anxiety still thrums under his veins but it's much subdued now, when your shine brightly at him. 'you can do it!' you mouth at him and mingyu smiles, fully sincere now. with your belief him, with you be his side - his own oasis, his dream - he knows he can do anything.

a/n: me shattering all these 'dominant mingyu' fics with this drabble 🫠 pls forgive me and give love to this baby boy! - nini

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[roe-and-memory]

headcanons

hi tumblr ihave like three headcanons to share currently (there will be more soon i just need to see how well theyre taken, do we like headcanons on here??)

(based off of him not having headlights but how i perceive it humanized even though racecars cant have headlights in Real Life) lightning has light sensitivity issues with his vision . he cannot see. the sun is too bright sometimes and if its dark he will trip over one of the floorboards in docs house, no matter how many times hes walked this floor. (hes very prone to tripping Always but it just gets worse when its dark) (he has rips in the knees of every single pair of jeans he owns)

docs old sunglasses have his name lasered into the arm, lightning found them basically untouched in a box in docs garage. he pulls them out and starts using them when its too bright outside and doc has learned to just hand them over whenever lightning shows up like

2. lightning just. doesnt sleep ?? he is 100% an insomniac and his nightmares are to blame. he would rather work himself to exhaustion than willingly sleep at a normal time. cue him spending most nights out in the fields or at the junkyard with mater building things or whatever until mater is the one to be like ok im tired im going to bed and lightning is forced to go back home, climb back through his bedroom window, and stare at the ceiling until he passes out. he hates sleeping because every night, without fail, he has nightmares. vivid nightmares about whatever his brain can think of, and when he does sleep hes basically fighting his sheets for five hours because of these nightmares, and then he wakes up early and goes about his day as if he wasn't at war with literal demons 20 minutes ago.

doc knows about these nightmares, of course he does, he's a light sleeper and lightnings room is just across the hall, he's also completely aware that the kid sneaks out the window every night because, although lightning is quiet around the house, he is not too graceful when hes attempting to climb out the window -- he's fallen into the bush beneath it countless times.

because of this, doc has tried everything to help him with the nightmare issue, from melatonin to getting him to just write down whatever he was dreaming about to show himself it wasnt real, and absolutely none of it worked. in fact, melatonin seemed to make it worse, and doc gave up there.

3. doc wears a silver "wedding" band. he's not married, in fact he's never been interested in having a partner or getting married at all (i dub thee aroace) but when he was younger he was certainly eye candy for girls at the racetrack and they fawned over him like nobodies business. he comes up with the great idea to get a silver ring and lie, he makes up some tragic backstory to tell whenever a woman asks him why he has a ring or who the lucky person is, and it makes them back of pretty quickly. in reality, the ring is made from a small wheel bearing, and smokey made it for him when he asked because he thought it was funny as hell and was like yes sure but pls make it sound ridiculous . and dont ever tell the same story twice. confuse them.

word gets around and he's told multiple different stories so everyone is confused, but if someone questions him he just gives them a Look and they shut up about it.

even after his crash and his inevitable leave from the piston cup and thomasville, along with his change of address, he continued to wear the ring just in case he got recognized or something.. (it was for aesthetic reasons, he loves that ring its just his signature thing now)

ok... thats it for now, is this how things get formatted here??? do we Like this???

[solar-halos]

i finished the umbrella academy s4. i am not amused. here are my thoughts (looong post incoming)

1. i don’t remember diego being so fucking annoying. actually that’s a lie he’s always been annoying but since he was hot i let it slide but now that he’s not treating lila right (how do u fumble a baddie THAT HARD) i think he should participate in the shut the fuck up challenge

2. “their uncle will pick them up” HUH? like obviously this timeline is different but you’re telling me lila has uncles (and parents! or someone! she was talking to some elderly couple before the party!). what does that mean for the others… were their mothers still killed in this timeline or did klaus live out his little amish dream, even if he wasn’t around to experience it? ykwim? like did they show up to this timeline and someone was like “omg where did u wander off to? i was looking all over for u!” and then it turns out it’s their sibling/uncle/whatever in that timeline and they just have to be like ah yes. i surely do know who u are

3. what they did to lila and diego was criminal!!! “she said she couldn’t get pregnant while breast feeding. but she could” dramatic ass reveal for no fucking reason. like get over yourself diego

4. ok i know they prob couldn’t get rays actor to come back but what the fuck do u mean he walked out. and how can allison afford that nice house when all she’s doing is being in commercials nobody wants. our girl has a BEAMER. also i thought they weren’t supposed to have phones or anything like that so why does allison have a vape lollll. not complaining bc that scene was funny to me but why and how

5. ughhh they were tryna set up lila and five SO BAD in the beginning. and even then they still gave off intense sibling vibes

6. ok maybe im just too american but the gun imagery was kinda not it for me. like idk i think the bit with santa claus coming out shooting at everything was supposed to be funny but idkk i think im just too sensitive bc i was like mkkk whatever not funny. also i know luther has super strength but even in s1 he still got majorly injured when that chandelier fell on him but now he’s fucking indestructible apparently?? like getting shot at and stuff?? what???

7. ok but that grandma loading her old timey gun while she turned to the siblings like O.O was funny i’ll give them that

8. speaking of guns wtf siblings are killing EVERYONE. like ik they started the apocalypse and everything but idek just the way they did it was so weird. like less detached/guilty and more like… triumphant? satisfied? idk but it had a different tone than even s3, i remember in s2 it was such an intense ordeal when allison made those two european brothers kill each other but this time they straight up mass murdered a bunch of ppl in a small town and were like B). like ok. like allsion mutilated that guy in front of her DAUGHTER and it was just chill. major tonal shift

9. “you just had to one up me” 1) you just killed a bunch of ppl diego!! 2) that is NOT the lila and diego i know. the real lila and diego would have started making out nasty style the moment lila killed that guy w her laser eyes. also wtf were the point of the laser eyes. she used them like twice and then that was it

10. with that being said all that affair stuff and recovery and addiction and relapse was getting so heavy. which ik is the point and the umbrella academy has always been heavy but like holy shit u GOTTA pick a struggle. is lila gonna groom five or is klaus gonna give claire trauma cos u can’t have both

11. speaking of claire… “would it help to remind u that we were just as shitty at her age” no u fucking weren’t. u could have breathed at ur british alien father wrong and he would have made u do drills until u puked. don’t play rn

12. why did they not trust the audience to pick up on the fact ben spiked their drinks. like we did not need a full on FLASHBACK. or like to be fully immersed in that scene, a tiny little flashback would have done

13. ok but why is this season so scary. like that train station made me paranoid

14. i will never forgive them for what they did to my girl lila. she used to serve CUNT

15. that british lady alien annoyed the fuck outta me

16. WHERE was pogo. and grace. they needed to find a way to bring them back. maybe they could have transported to a universe where the apocalypse happened and now the world was getting ruled by a planet of [gunshots]

17. why the fuck was diego acting like jennifer and ben weren’t linked in some way when all of s3 they alluded to the jennifer incident every other scene. i get it was supppsed to be so obvious even to someone who has ONLY watched s4 that jennifer and ben were linked so it was just a case of diego being stupid BUT that doesn’t work when it’s already been established that they all know jennifer played a part in ben’s death. hence calling it the Jennifer Incident

18. “they tried to address that in later scenes” they failed. they didn’t know how ben died, fine. but they knew jennifer had something to do w it. i’m tired of scenes that poke fun at diego for being stupid. he’s not stupid—he’s cocky

19. okay no but this season was SO gory. like. whatever they have guns this is a revolution but the guts? the intestines?? they wanted to be stranger things sooo bad

20. no but we need to talk about that. the monster thingie at the end was so stranger things and the guns and the military and everything it was like we were back in s3 (or whenever we met the russians)

21. LOL but that scene where diego finds out about five and lila was lowkey funny. this season was so meta in general

22. speaking of the holidays… i sure did love watching everyone sing christmas carols and walk around in the snow when it was hot asf in real time

23. i do like how many parallels there were to s1. like w viktor and reggie, it was very viktor and leonard in s1. and klaus getting kidnapped. although i was kinda tired of klaus getting abducted and his siblings not giving a fuck. i thought there was supposed to be growth there

24. okayyy but ben and jennifer were cute SORRY. “let’s get married” that would have worked on me. however being rude to me while i was at work WOULDNT have worked on me so maybe yall are right maybe we didn’t need a love interest this season

25. i did NOT expect them to actually drag out lila and five’s love story. other than the age gap (no matter how ur looking at it) you already knew it was gonna be bad as soon as they had their first kiss. i hate those multiple little open mouthed kisses that are literally just ALL lip and spit like that’s fucking gross if ur gonna stick ur tongue in my mouth u better do it by the third little :O we got going on there. and then five was giving boy. like literal boy. and lila is a literal goddess but a goddess that’s well into her 20s and the contrast was so sharp it rlly was giving mom and her caucasian child. i mean that bit about lila viewing it as survival vs five actually clinging onto it showed their different levels of maturity, but since it’s never specified if five is still a 50 year old man or just aging normally, his reaction rlly was such a teenage boy thing. “i’m gonna kill him” man shut the fuck up

26. ok no bc we need to talk about this. i think fives actor is my age—maybe even a little bit older—but i don’t see how anyone over the age of 18 is supposed to find him attractive. like idk it’s weird in the show but even creepier irl cos lila’s actor had to have known him when he was still a minor. why did anyone at the umbrella academy think we wanted this

27. anyway not to make this about myself but when i was writing the odesta longfic there were a lot of lore inconsistencies as we kept going bc i forgot some of the details and was too lazy to go back and read it sometimes, and i think that’s what happened this season. the most notable detail is when klaus covered his ears while everyone was shooting at each other. i was expecting some sort of vietnam flashback but like no. he was just there being normal about it, all things considered

28. “ex-squeeze me?” it wasn’t funny when klaus said it in s1. and it wasn’t funny here

29. alright i think that’s really all i wanted to say about the season tbh… like idk diego and lila starting a family made sense i guess and i know they were falling out of love (even tho they would never do that…) but i didn’t rlly feel any of the love w the kids. like even when lila stepped off the train at the last min and her daughter was banging at the glass it looked more like she was like “oh no :(“ and then just started poking at the glass. i don’t even think it matters that she didn’t fully know what was going on—if you’re a child and ur mom steps away in an unfamiliar situation, you’re gonna start to freak. especially w everything else that was going on

30. ok this is such a small thing to harp on but they abused the fuck outta that time skip font. like i don’t think they ever used it that much before now

31. now let’s get into the ending. this is how i would fix it:

we can keep jennifer. whatever. that thing they added at the very last second about her having a particle that causes the end of the world was… whatever. like i get it. they needed a way to explain the end of the world and that was the thing they used and even if it was very late to introduce such a (admittedly confusing) bombshell, at least it fits in with what we already know about this universe’s rules. magic and particles and marigold and whatever. jennifer is fine.

tbh when jennifer started feeling sick i was honestly thinking that they were gonna go the surprise pregnancy route even though they weren’t even fuckinf hinting at that i just have no media literacy. i wouldn’t have minded that tbh, like the monster transformation made more sense but imagine if we did a twilight ripoff for a second, except that jennifer and ben were both equally protective of the killer baby growing outside of jennifer’s womb (or in her womb… whatever. point is there’s a baby). i don’t think this is a good idea—if anything i think this is a shit idea. but something that’s always been so prominent in tua are the moral implications of what they’re doing, like with everyone wanting to kill harlan in s3 instead of letting the entire world die, and with everything that happened with viktor in s1. there was the whole “i can’t kill my brother” bit, sure, but everyone kinda didn’t rlly seem too enthusiastic about it.

actually the baby addition is actually a shit idea. i’m just keeping that part of the rant in bc we need SOME sort of moral dilemma that isn’t just viktor arguing w hargreeves and then his siblings dropping in later with opinions that don’t even seem that strong. everyone needs to have a strong opinion on SOME sort of moral issue that we wanna introduce—that, in a perfect world, we’d be building up to throughout the season—and then yeah whatever there can be an epic fight scene

i don’t watch/read a lot of time travel stuff, but from what i gathered, the timeline can never be restored once it’s fucked with. there has to be consequences, like with any story. and tua did address that—they tried restoring the timeline thousands of times—but i think they shot themselves in the foot there. time travel with a (somewhat) happy ending is possible—there just has to be something to lose, and it has to be something that isn’t nonnegotiable. claire was nonnegotiable, which is why i think they stayed in s3’s timeline for as long as they did

point is, i think they should have gone back to 2019. i mean i don’t think anyone really wanted them to die. i made a joke in s3’s rant that i would just give up, but lucky for me, i am not a fictional character in tua, so the fact they just die in the last five mins and we’re supposed to be ok w that makes the last three seasons pointless. like, actually pointless. what was the message here? why is the ending of the show painted as some sort of utopia just bc we got rid of the siblings? and why is five okay with that? i think him being on board w dying could have been an interesting route to take if they showed his relationship w his siblings consistently deteriorating (both on screen AND off screen) but they only rlly managed to do that with diego, and it was for something fucking stupid

ANYWAY. bring those fools back to 2019, but don’t make them totally happy. just give them something that makes them all just stay put, like how allison has claire (doesn’t matter which timeline. it could be from the fucked up timeline. i don’t think the cleanse would happen bc of that bc claire is only one person and not an entire fucking organization like tua or an assassination like jfk. so hell. might as well throw harlan and sissy in there for viktor. that makes lila and diego’s motivation really easy for staying put, cos then they have their kids. klaus is klaus and no offense to him but i think hes just gonna roll w the cards he’s dealt without trying to fight back, for better or for worse. then ben can have jennifer and since they love each other idk they just stick around. then five’s motivation for staying is that his family is alive and none of them want to leave and that’s good enough for him bc that’s why he time traveled in the first place

again… i don’t think what i came up with is any good. i just think it’s better than them all dying at the last fuckin second. i think this show relied on a lot of haha random xd humor at the beginning and they tried to keep that intact here but everything got so serious that i think them all dying rlly did seem like the only way out but.. it’s not. they could go back to the way things are as long as there were consequences. it would suck, and none of them would be as happy as they could be, but they know that’s as happy as they’re gonna get, so whatever. like, if we were gonna take the suicide route, we might as well gone the time loop route and gone back from the very beginning when five blinks back to 2019. i think that rly would have driven home the “this all would have happened anyway” point way better than them just being like guess ill die :) bc ughhh. no they wouldn’t. also they wouldn’t let lila leave bc she still had marigold in her but… what about her and diego’s kids?? they’re half marigold, and claire is a quarter, so… what’s up with that?

[ilovelosersandshortmen]

Hear me out-

The X-Men with a reader who can cancel out mutations, like when they're near someone, let's say Cyclops for example, he can take off his glasses and his eyes don't shoot out lasers.

I think it'd be funny to have it so the reader isn't even aware of their mutation, like one day one of them slips up or tries to use their powers around the reader but nothing happens 💀

Having a mutation that stops their powers (X-Men and The Brotherhood)

I LOVE THIS I'm actually going to do this with the X-Men and the Brotherhood because there's so many possibilities.

TODD (I'm just putting him first because he's my fav):

• You and Todd hang out a lot. For some reason, he just feels calmer around you (little does he know, you actually take away the stressful parts of his mutation, like the sensitive skin and everything)

• I feel like he still eats flies because he's used to it, so he doesn't notice that you took away the frog part of his brain that actually needs them for nourishment

• He doesn't actually realize that you have that mutation until he goes to jump and just.. falls on his face.

• He freaks out at first, but he does appreciate not being so slimy and all of that

• Sometimes if he wants to shower (check out my headcanons on why he can't use soap), he'll call you over

PIETRO:

• He. Hates. You.

• Not actually, because I don't write angst very often, but he doesn't appreciate the power you hold over him.

• You're like a more annoying Wanda in his eyes.

• He always gets on your nerves (because he obviously will, I don't care how cute he is), and you always end each argument by taking away his powers.

• "Very funny! Now stop."

WANDA:

• You think she can't kill you without powers?

• Just kidding, ofc. She loves you.

• But, she's very used to being controlled and her powers being held back, so I actually think she wouldn't appreciate you using it against her.

• If you don't know about your powers yet, then she's obviously not going to get mad at you.

• Actually, she's very sympathetic. She knows what it's like to have uncontrollable powers.

FRED:

• Would he really notice? I don't think his body would change. Maybe he'd lose some strength though, but he'd probably just think he's getting sick or something

• Or he would freak out and feel useless without his powers, leading to a breakdown (think Luisa from Encanto idk)

LANCE:

• (I don't know if anyone else noticed this in the show, but HE MAKES THE STUPIDEST FACES WHEN USING HIS POWER ITS SO FUNNY)

• I imagine he goes to use his power and nothing happens so he just stands there like 🧍

• LIKE ELEVEN IN THAT ONE SCENE OF STRANGER THINGS LMAOO

TABITHA:

• She'd probably be really chill about it, but after a minute she'd really miss using her powers.

• So she freaks out a little, but she plays it cool in front of everyone.

• Hey, she's a complex person!

SCOTT:

• He's so confused, he just stares blankly at everyone and no one knows what's happening

• like this: 😨

• After everyone found out about what happened, he actually kind of loves it.

• Imagine always having to wear sunglasses, I would get so sick of those powers. So, he enjoys the little break

• Just make sure to tell him when you leave the room, because he's used to keeping his eyes open when you're around

ROGUE:

• Yeah, we all know she needs this.

• She would get really excited, going around and poking people's shoulders

• Getting surprised when nothing happens and just being like "okay, just checking!"

• She finally gets to hug her friends and high five people and all of that fun loving stuff

• A bit disappointed when it ends, but she doesn't blame you

• Yes, she's a bit closed off. But deep down, all she really wants is to be able to live her life without fear.

KURT:

• As much as he would like it to, I don't think the mutation would take any physical traits.

• So the beautiful blue boy would have to stay looking like the dude from Avatar </3

• Which obviously isn't a bad thing, because he's perfect just the way he is, but Kurt is severely disappointed.

• The teleportation was the only good thing about his powers! And that's all that went away.

• He's not angry at you, just angry at himself for.. existing, I guess.

• HE DESERVES SO MUCH LOVE I CANT

• Your powers don't really do much, expect keeping him from running away during arguments. Which could be very helpful.

JEAN:

• Another one that I believe would appreciate your powers

• Jean has to deal with a lot of things, including the involuntary mind reading (which I'm guessing absolutely sucks, because who would ever want that power!?)

• So, until she controls that, it can be a bit overwhelming.

• Then, you come along. And it's silent. For once in her life, the only voice in Jeans head is her own.

• She obviously goes into protective mother mode during the chaos, making sure no one else is panicking while they try to figure out what's happening

• But she's honestly really relieved the entire time.

KITTY:

• Unfortunately, she finds out right when she's running into a wall (because I think that's funny comedic timing)

• I think she'd be a little relieved too, since we learned her worst fear is her powers trapping her underground and things like that

• So sometimes I think using her powers makes her really nervous, thinking she'd accidentally get trapped and suffocate or something.

• So, whenever she needs a break from that anxiety, she knows exactly who to turn to

All in all, I think this is a really cute idea and I loved writing about it. Thank you for the request, I had so much fun with this!!

[flaggermuser]

Moon Pie

Homelander x Luna (Supe OC)

18+

1,174 words || Consensual Non-Consent, Somnophilia, Overstimulation, Established Relationship, OC is a Supe, Stress Relief, Explicit Sexual Content, Cunnilingus, Secret Relationship || AO3 link

This takes place in the year between S2 & 3. Luna is a moon-powered supe whose powers are tied to the lunar cycle.

Special thanks to @theonlymanintheskyisme for being my beta hostage & @blindmagdalena for the title

Divider by Firefly-Graphics

He needs her.

It's been a bad day which very quickly turned into a bad night, and he's barely able to contain his fury. He could explode at any second and laser half the city but instead, he seeks another form of stress relief.

He lets himself into her apartment, heading straight to her bedroom where she lies asleep. The moon is in its third quarter and her powers are beginning to get weaker, she'll be more pliant, more docile.

He pulls off his gloves, tossing them somewhere before unceremoniously ripping away the satin-clad duvet, revealing her sleeping form, dressed in a black vest top and pyjama shorts that he tears off her body, leaving her naked.

A slight chill in the air makes her shiver yet she remains asleep. 

His hands grip her thighs, pulling her to the edge of the bed as he kneels, face instantly buried in the tender flesh. The first swipe of his tongue through her folds is heavenly, 

Her legs rest over his shoulders, his thumb and forefinger spreading her open as he feasts, obscene noises escaping from his mouth.

He closes his eyes, drowning in her taste, in her scent. He'll stay here for hours, devouring every inch of her silken cunt, tongue fucking her until she comes undone and refusing to stop until his hunger is satiated.

But it never is.

His cock weeps precum, his hand pressing his cup closer so he has something to grind against, providing that delicious friction.

Fingers reach into his hair, curling around the various strands and pulling taut, a sign that she's not only awake but approving of his actions.

“Bad day?” Luna asks, her voice melting into whimpers.

“Mmmm,” comes the reply.

He doesn't want to talk right now, he just wants to get drunk on the ambrosia that coats his lips and chin. If only the mud people knew their continued safety was all thanks to Luna and her delicious cunt. 

He will coax every last noise from her, the sounds she makes are like music to his ears, a melody he could never grow tired of. It soothes him, helping his anger to melt away slowly. Her nails dig into his scalp while he sucks her sensitive clit, welcoming the pain as a sign that she’s losing herself to the pleasure.

His hands grip her hips, holding her in place, ensuring she can’t pull away until he’s done, which won’t be for hours. Her body begins to seize up, a sign that she’s on the brink and he will push her over it, again and again. Even if she passes out, he’ll keep going.

It’s been close to three hours.

Her sweet little noises have changed into pitchy whines of protest, her fingers almost pulling out his hair from the root, trying to stop him. He knows she’s overstimulated but he’s not finished, and she’s starting to get on his nerves.

She tries to wriggle away, to get away from that hot mouth and broad tongue currently rendering her stupid. However, she’s unable to, his hands hold her hips in a vice grip, instantly pulling her back.

“Keep still,” he growls, his anger starting to simmer just below the surface.

All she has to do is lie there and take it like a good girl, why is she finding that so hard to understand?

“I can’t handle any more,” her voice is weak, breathing shallow. 

“Yes you can, you have to. For the safety of this entire city, you have to.”

Any further words of protest abandon her, and she accepts defeat with a simple whispered, “Okay.”

“That’s my girl,” he purrs, continuing the long, languid strokes of his tongue.

He’s in absolute heaven.

Eventually, it gets a little too much for him. Grinding again his cup can only do so much, he needs more. He manoeuvres her up onto her knees, freeing his cock from the confines of his suit while taking in the sight of her sopping wet cunt.

He bites back groans as his cock sinks inside her, his hips moving on instinct at a rough and hard pace. Her cunt clings to his cock, drawing him deeper with every thrust, making it hard for him to concentrate. 

She pushes back against him, making him choke on a moan as he continues to drive into her. Her hands grab fistfuls of the sheets, her whining now long gone, replaced by screams of pleasure.

Good thing her apartment is soundproof.

“You feel so fucking good,” he snarls, his hand smoothing down her spine and into her hair that he pulls hard.

That earns him a moan that makes the hairs on his body stand on end. Reducing her to her basic instincts is an aphrodisiac in itself, only made better by her desperate attempt to match his pace. Her walls flex around him, squeezing him tightly enough that he cums with a howl, eyes flickering red.

He rides out the aftershocks of his orgasm, breathing hard, releasing her hair. He pulls out, letting her flop on the bed and listening to her heaving breaths.

“Three fucking hours,” she pants out, rolling onto her back and staring at him. “You know it’s the third quarter, you know I’m slowly getting weaker.”

“I had a bad day.”

She scoffs as she tries to recover, propping herself up on her elbows. She has the most ridiculous pout and it’s clear that she’s annoyed but he doesn’t care. Instead, he climbs on top of her, trying to kiss her but she turns her head away. So he settles for kissing her neck.

“I really hate you sometimes.”

She wraps her arms around his shoulders, pulling him down with her. He nuzzles against her cheek, sighing contently with a smile on his face.

“Only sometimes?” He purrs. “What about the rest of the time?”

She doesn’t dignify that with a response, she doesn’t need to. He knows how she feels about him, it’s these feelings that got them into bed together in the first place. It’s not lust but it’s not love, not yet.

There’s nothing in the world that comes close to the way he feels when he lies in her arms, not even the sound of his name being screamed by thousands. 

He'll cling to that feeling for as long as he can, hoping that it'll last forever. He savours every second, enjoying the security that comes from the warmth and feel of her body against his.

But it comes at a price, one he hates.

No one knows about them, about their relationship. After all, she wanted something real, not some Vought fabricated bullshit.  

Her fingers reach into his hair again, this time tracing patterns on his scalp. He loves the affection that comes after, he's addicted to it. 

It's his kryptonite.

They'll lie like this for hours, eventually falling into sleep but when the sun rises, he has to leave. He never wants to but to keep her, he has to.

Then the pretending starts again.

[pin-crusher2000]

Character files 001: Jacob Grayson

FireWing is a young vigilante/superhero who is also the son of Nightwing & StarFire plus the twin brother of NightStar. He is also the co-leader of the superhero group: Young Titans.

Appearance: a young man with tan white skin (a slight orange tan due to his mom) human green eyes (that glows fully green light when using powers and/or angry) & black hair that has a little of bright red hair dye.

Outfit: a purple & white version of nightwings outfit but the blue bird is a white flame/he has a Nightwing version where the blue bird is a flame design.

Personality: laidback, goofy, serious, a good sport like his dad and kind, sensitive, & emotional like his mom.

Powers: FireWing has half tamaranean dna, which means he can absorb solar radiation that allows him to fly, gain super abilities like strength & speed, and due to his mothers, is able to shoot out fireballs called StarBolts in forms of balls, energy waves, & a flamethrower move. (In case you’re wondering, yes he can & will light his farts on fire 😂 extra fun fact)

Trivia/Fun Facts:

Knows how to juggle; his dad taught him.

He has special type of escrima sticks that allows him to channel his starbolt energy into to create energy constructs like swords or axes, he can also use it like a laser beam gun by pointing the tip at something & firing it like a pistol both non-lethally & lethally, he can also use it as a torch to see in the dark.

Loves to play basketball 🏀 he is also on a team at his school.

His favorite heroes are: his parents, twin sister, the teen titans (both his father’s version & Red Robin’s) & Superman.

In my universe: FireWing & his sister NightStar are ancient descendants of the goddess X’Hal, which means they possess the ability to have a transformation ability: they gain sharp cat teeth & fingernails with spiky & bright hair like in anime with glowing eyes, there are three different levels: green, red/orange, & purple. (Along with their starbolt colors) their mom & aunt does not have this ability due to…..reasons lol

One more thing: in the comics they would leave like a flame/light trail from their hair when the fly, in my universe it only happens when they are in their transformation state.

[sharkitor]

Drop one piece oc lore!

English is not my language, so it may have some mistakes. I'm basically using a translator right now. 🗣🗣🏃‍♂️

Shion was born on an island where society was divided between the Ishinari Regium, an elite warrior class known as the fighters, and the Ishinari Civium, the ordinary citizens. The Regium were not only the royalty of the island but also its protectors. They were recognized by two distinctive physical traits: a long, slender tail with a plume at the end, which provided exceptional balance and agility in combat, and long, reddish horns that protruded from their heads. These horns, as hard as diamonds, were essential for fighting, giving the warriors a significant advantage in battle. However, once broken, they cannot regenerate. The citizens also have almost the same characteristics, except their horns are the most sensitive part of their skulls, being smaller in size. Their tails have the same features, being small and fragile.

Returning to the topic.

Shion's childhood was peaceful until one day, the island was invaded by the Teyriubito, a group of arrogant and ruthless nobles. One of these Teyriubito, blinded by his desire for a unique slave, decided that only a young and healthy fighter would be worthy of his possession. To obtain one, he ordered the massacre of the entire fighter race, aiming to capture the best specimen possible. Shion, a girl at that time, was the unfortunate survivor of this massacre. During the attack, she lost one of her horns and one of her eyes, leaving her forever marked. She was captured and taken before the Teyriubito, who subjected her to a brutal process of enslavement. During this time, she endured immense suffering, facing both physical and psychological torment. However, amid this hell, she managed to win the affection of the Teyriubito’s son, a young man who, unlike his father, felt compassion for her. Throughout her captivity, this young man developed a deep affection for Shion. Over time, and moved by his feelings for her, the young Teyriubito decided to free her secretly. He took her to the forest and removed her slave collar. Desperate for freedom, Shion ran into the forest. However, her escape was interrupted when the young man’s father appeared on the scene, enraged by such betrayal, and began shooting at her. Two bullets hit Shion in the back, knocking her to the ground. Believing she was dead, the Teyriubito simply turned away and left. Despite everything, Shion survived. She was found by Rayleigh, who discovered her in critical condition. Noticing the slave mark on her hand, he quickly understood what had happened. He decided to take her with him, and once she recovered, he took her under his wing and began training her.

Does She Have a Devil Fruit?

Yes, Shion possesses a Devil Fruit, although the way she obtained it was quite simple. One day, while walking around the island, Shion found a strange fruit. Without thinking much, she ate it. That’s how she became the bearer of the Tsuki Tsuki no Mi (Moon-Moon Fruit).

This fruit grants Shion the ability to generate light balls that she can shape into various forms. Unlike Kizaru, who can move through light and shoot explosive lasers, Shion cannot pass through objects or generate lasers. Instead, her light spheres solidify into hard, impactful structures upon hitting the target.

Does This Fruit Have a Awakening?

Indeed, the most interesting aspect of this fruit is its mythical nature, which directly connects it to Luffy’s Gomu Gomu Fruit. While Luffy’s fruit represents imagination, Shion’s embodies hope. Upon awakening, Shion gains the ability to act as a sort of "battery" for others.

A curious fact is that this fruit only awakens if the bearer of the Gomu Gomu Fruit also awakens their fruit.

Literally, Shion’s reaction every time Luffy uses Gear 5 is something like: "Not again, please 😐."

How Does It Work as Support?

In the middle of a losing battle, the fruit’s power can temporarily heal the wounds of her allies (once the effect wears off, the wounds return to their original state), give them an energy boost, and strengthen their attacks and defenses. It is a perfect ability to enhance Luffy’s Gear 5 and improve the skills of his nakamas. For example, someone like Nami, who is usually considered "weak" compared to her other crewmates, could become a true powerhouse in battle with Shion’s help.

However, this fruit has some significant drawbacks: its power heavily depends on the strength of the bearer. If the user of the fruit is weak, the effects will be much less effective. Additionally, and perhaps most importantly, although Shion can enhance others with her ability, she cannot use this power on herself. Another issue is that in this state, her energy depletes faster, so she avoids manipulating light sources.

Yes, basically Shion’s story is a mix of Kuma, King, and Boa’s stories.

And her fruit. Well, thinking about white spheres and the phrase “the light of the moon will guide your path,” I simply thought of calling it “Tsuki Tsuki no Mi” and giving it those properties.

Hahahaha, sorry for my lack of imagination.

[drowning-in-cacophony]

Fractures

Written for @flashfictionfridayofficial Prompt 268: Fractured Forms

[Summary: what is fractured never heals back perfectly normal]

“Sorry,” he says.

She winces, a hand slipping past the cracks spiralling up one side. The fingers, the skin, phasing like a laser out of sync with a camera’s frames; even the ghostly touch burns acid against what shivering organs lie inside. It’s not his fault, not really. He didn’t know it’d turn out this way.

But he’d done it, so she blames him a little anyway.

“I’ll fix it,” he promises, a falsehood off his tongue. Sure, he believes it as honestly as his lungs crave air. She knows better. When you fracture something, it’ll never heal back the same it was before the crack. Her unbroken form is a long gone memory now.

He should have left her in the dirt. He should have left her.

“We need to focus.” Her voice raspy, her throat painful. Is this what it’s always going to be like now? She forces a hand away from her gaping insanity, something that never should have been possible and yet here she is. Dressed in borrowed clothes, her old jacket over the top – he’d kept that, and if she presses her nose to the collar, she thinks she can just about catch her old perfume. Freesia blooms, staining the fabric like the blood scattered on the hem. Freckles, haunting proof of the near past.

The clothes slip and phase into the fractures. A slippery slope their mere drape cannot fight.

His eyes sharpen, his nod a shaky mess. “Yes. Yes, we do. Do you… do you have an idea what we should do about it all?”

Her sigh tastes stale against the back of her teeth. Her tongue flickers, bone then gum then something foreign splitting against the inside of her cheek. He’d break reality for her, wrap fingers around something so stuck it’ll break as pulled, and yet it’s still at her altar he’d implore. That’s the whole driving reason, likely. Staring off into a world churning, and there’s only one mind that he could rely on to dig them out of this.

“After you show me what’s happened.”

“As soon as this bus turns up.” He cranes around her to check the winding road, empty of the hulking rectangular shape. His eyes distracted, she peels back her coat and peers down at herself. The fracturing of her form. An ugly wound, the eye-aching edges. The colours burn at her retinas, the impossibility of it all. Looking at it has her teeth on edge – or is that just the fissure growing against her mouth, a sensitivity to set them off? He shouldn’t have done this. Not if he was going to deliver her dripping in thoughtless selfishness.

Desperation, though. It does horrid, crazy things: he’d probably been a horrid crazy thing without her.

Not too much longer, the bus comes trundling towards them, bright yellow streaks to banish the gentle autumn chill on their ankles. Her coat falls over the crater, the casting of a shadow, the closing of her eyelids when she’d turned to that blissful dark before. They take a seat, his knee bumping against hers, and let the thing drive them into town. The landscape blurs outside of rain-spotted glass. His fingers twitch and brush against her leg. Fingertips scraping against her jeans like they’re wet sand, pieces of her bunching up underneath blunt nails.

If she looks at him, she’ll trace his next apology from his eyes. So when she winces, a split throbbing brighter on the threads of her sweater, she keeps looking at the window. The chipping of cheap rubber, the grey sky stretching out beyond.

“When we get to town, lead me through the epicentre,” she tells him, still not looking. “Show me all the damage. Then we can see what we can do.”

He’s close enough, in these small bus seats, that she can smell the thick constant of his signature scent, that chemical deodorant undercut by the mustiness of his coat. It’s still covered in a fine layer of dust from the Facility, mud decorating the sleeves like tatty embroidery from where he’d dug. His consequences will wash out with a good cycle around the machine.

He’s made hers permanent.

“I know you’ll be able to see what I can’t,” he says. Like it’s obvious, like she’s his saviour descending down from the sky. She’s always been able to see what he can’t; she’s always been the one he turns to. “We’ll find a terminal afterwards if you need it. I know a couple places – things have-” He coughs, a small thing into his coat, unable to muffle the awkwardness. “Things have changed a bit.”

Her reflection doubles as the bus begins to take a corner. An unwieldy thing that’ll still squeeze through the gap because it has to, and the angle has her face splitting. Her eye overlaps at the edges, an image in sympathy.

Her side gives a stirring throb.

His fingers give a sweaty, apologetic pinch.

The city rears up, a handful of engine growls and pin-tight corners later. They’re not the only ones to get off, an old lady with a cane scampering off before her, paying no mind to the shallow ditch cracked through the dirt. One of the new scars for her to greet. She stands underneath the flag of another bus stop, gazing out at a city bearing its own fractures. Torn through concrete, weeds already starting to determinedly claim back what they can. If they grew on her, maybe they’d knit her into some sort of togetherness, fix the mistake he’s left shattered throughout her form. It wouldn't be the same, however. She's never going to be the same.

He steps down behind her, his sigh coffee-dark in the strands of her hair.

“This way,” he says, holding out his hand to her.

Keeping one hovering underneath the fabric of her coat, acid splashing against her palm, she lets her other hand go to his.

[raedroid]

The Star Covers Meets The Phantom Of The Park

The crowd was wild and the screaming was intense. Katherine looked over at her fellow band mates as they wrapped up their concert. Tanya threw her bright blue drumsticks out for fans to catch, each pair sporting a dark blue star and signed signature. Cassie waved her fans with one ear covered. Her ears were more sensitive than the rest of them so it was common for her to be covering them. Veena waved to the fans and even gave blow kisses out to the audience members. Some of the boys were screaming how much they loved her and the girls almost fainted when Veena gave them a wink. Classic behaviour of Veena. Katherine smiled gently as she threw her purple guitar picks out for more fans to get.

The concert rounded up and they walked over to the side steps leading to their trailer. Their tour manager Greg Nolans was cheering them on happily while Alan Robinson, their manager, simply smiled and said nothing. Their manager was known for being judgmental and hard to talk to and the girls did their best to ignore it. Eventually, they got down to the last steps and were blinded by the lights of cameras from journalists and photographers of all kinds. Katherine simply smiled and waved at them while Tanya gave a thumbs up to everyone, Cassie hyped up the crowd and Veena posed for each shot. They were only turning 11 and they were already on top of the world.

However, as they get their photos taken, Katherine noticed something odd in the crowd of reporters. Someone taking photos with a blank look on his face with dirty blond hair and a bright blue shirt. Another odd note in the crowd was a young woman rushing in, security guards holding her back

“Ma’am please you can���t be back here!” One of them ordered. The woman seemed young, at least early 20s, and was frantic. Katherine looked over at the scene and elbowed Veena standing next to her and she alerted Tanya and Cassie standing in front of them. They looked over concerned about the situation in front of them

“No please! I must get through please! I have to find him! He’s in there somewhere!” She pleaded. Katherine looked at the woman and recognized her. She was looking for someone earlier. They bumped into each other at a merchandise stand in the afternoon. Katherine recognized her and knew what she had to do

“Wait let her go! Please!” She asked the guards. When they didn’t hear her, she got more angry. “Hey! Let her go!” She shouted. In a panic, she bumped into Veena and she accidentally released her magenta laser beam out of her eye that hits the group and traps them in a magenta trance. They looked at her in shock as Veena rubbed her eye annoyed. The fans and reporters surrounding the area looked on in surprised, amazed by Veena’s laser attack, but the woman was more mesmerized than anything else and slowly walked towards the group.

“She’s been trying to get backstage girls! You need to kick her out!” Alan growled at them.

“Not now Alan.” Veena replied. Katherine looked over at the woman and smiled as best as she could.

“No wonder you were freaking out earlier. You must the girl I saw at the merchandise stand this afternoon right?” She asked.

“You were Katherine Peterson this whole time?” The woman asked surprised.

“Yeah. You’re looking for someone. But it’s not us isn’t it?” Veena asked warmly. The woman nodded, nervous for her life as she stared at the young stars.

“Yes. My fiancé Sam went missing. I told you about that when we bumped into each other. I’m pretty sure he was taking pictures of you” She replied. A security guard came over and gripped the woman by the shoulder

“Listen there are plenty of photographers out here. How can any one of these be-“ he was cut off by Veena, who raised her hand to stop him. He rolled his eyes in response.

“You said he was taking photos of us?” Veena asked and the woman nodded. “Well he’s definitely still around. I mean there’s no way he flew up into space or something.” She laughed a bit. “Can you describe him for us?” She asked

“Yeah dirty blonde hair, blue shirt, about this tall.” She described

“Yeah he was here.” Katherine said

“This is ridiculous.” The security guard responded before Cassie and Tanya shot him a death glare at him, making him gulp in nervousness.

“Hey. Don’t worry. I’m sure he didn’t went too far from here. I know you’ll be able to find him. There’s not really that much we can do at the moment but if you ever need us, we can give free backstage passes to our next concerts and we can talk then. Everything’s gonna be ok.” Katherine assured. The girls walked past and gave her a sincere smile with their managers trailing behind them. Everyone else stared on dumbfounded by Katherine’s suggestion

“Are you kidding me!” Alan shouted, smacking Katherine at her head. “You can’t just give free passes to people like that! Are you insane! What kind of a girl are you? That woman is crazy in her head.” Alan blabbered on but Katherine didn’t back down from her decision

“She has been wandering around the park aimlessly for probably hours. I think she needs help.” Katherine reaffirmed herself

“Yeah. But if you really wanted to help her, send her to a mental hospital instead of giving her a free pass. Or do you need to go there too?” Alan joked

“Hey how about you don’t make fun of Katherine like that?” Tanya asked and Alan laughed off

“Well I think it’s pretty clear that’s what you should do. Now get some sleep because you got a long autograph signing session tomorrow and a giant press conference.” Alan informed. They nodded in silence before walking over to their trailer, Katherine looking back, worried about that woman.

——————————————————————————

“Come on Cassie! You got it!” Tanya shouted excitedly. Once they went to their trailer, they immediately started playing Super Smash Bros Brawl as they were trying to defeat the final boss of the story mode. It was Cassies turn and she was trying the best she could with her character

“Look out for that stupid sound wave thing!” Veena screamed before Cassie’s character was killed in the game.

“Come on.” Cassie groaned defeated

“Hey no worries. I don’t think anyone is able to dodge that one.” Tanya reassured her as she gently patted her back. “Now then, my turn.” She announced, taking the controller from her hand and started selecting her character. Katherine smiled at her friends before she got lost in her thoughts, thinking of the woman. She didn’t get her name but she was certain she wanted to help her. She was reminded of the afternoon meeting with this woman

It was a clear and bright afternoon. Katherine dressing up in more blending clothes than her usual outfits and closet. As much as she adored being a rockstar, she found comfort and even amusement of blending into crowds and nobody knowing who she was. She scoped out the merchandise and admired the cute shirts and the dolls designed by a fan turned merchandise designer from Japan. As she admired the products, a hand grabbed her shoulder and whirled her around

“Sam!” A voice cried happily. She turned and saw a young woman in her early twenties with brown hair and soft blue eyes in beautiful pink top and blue jeans. She blushed embarrassed as she saw who was standing there. “I’m sorry. Didn’t mean to startle you.” She apologized before walking off gloomily

“Hey is everything alright?” She asked politely.

“Oh it’s nothing. I was looking for my fiancé. We were supposed to go to the concert tonight but I haven’t seen him in a long time.” She explained

“Oh I’m sorry about that. But I’m sure he’s not too far away. Does he work here or something?” Katherine asked

“Yeah he works with this guy named Abner Devereaux. Abner’s kinda old you see and Sam’s trying to help him out a lot”

“Abner Devereaux? Like from Kiss Meets The Phantom Abner?”

“You know that movie?”

“Of course! I love cheesy mess movies! But seriously is it the same Abner?”

“Not sure. But he’s been on the news a lot lately. Theres been a lot of problems going on at the park and that’s why Sam’s going over to help him out.” Katherine was surprised to hear that but she brushed it off.

“Look I promise everything will be fine. I’m sure you’ll find him somewhere.” Katherine assured and the woman smiled.

“Thank you. I better get going. Maybe I should talk to Abner. Thank you again.” She watched the woman run off and Katherine looked on, worried about the woman’s safety

“Katherine? Katherine wake up!” Katherine was brought back to reality by Veena calling her name. She looked around and saw the others looking at her worried and confused. She looked around the room and almost completely forgot that she was back in their trailer. The room was large with a set of bunk beds on both sides of the trailer, with one being closest to a stove and mini fridge and the other being close to the tv and gaming consoles. The room had a small but cute carpet in the centre and there was a large bookcase consisting of movies to watch and books for Cassie and Tanya to indulge in.

A record player sits on top of the bookcase with shelves on the walls holding their records, mostly consisting of Kiss, Duran Duran, The Beatles, The Monkees, and more. There are photos on the wall of the girls on their travelling endeavours across their tour and posters of their favourite bands. Once Katherine got a look at the room, she started feeling better

“Are you ok? You kinda zoned out there?” Tanya asked, sitting next to her and patting her back.

“Yeah I’m alright. I just can’t stop thinking about that woman from the concert. She seemed really-“

“Melissa.” Veena spoke and the others looks at her confused. “Her name is Melissa.” She repeated.

“How do you know that?” Cassie asked

“I don’t know. When I hit her with the laser eye, that information just kinda entered my mind instantly. It’s weird.” She answered.

“What are you a mind reader?” Cassie questioned surprised

“No! I don’t know! It just happened! I was not in control of that situation!” She shouted, throwing her arms up

“Never mind guys. Melissa is still looking for her boyfriend and she was looking for him for hours. There’s definitely something going on here.” Katherine considered

“Do you think it has something to do with those things we found randomly? Those Talentments?” Tanya questioned.

“Possibly.” The Talentments were four magical objects in the shapes of a music note, a mist swirl, a heart and a lightning bolt. They were resting in a small red case, hidden in one of their drawers of the trailer.

“And what else did you learn from meeting her?”

“This might sound crazy but Sam works with Abner Devereaux.” Katherine said confused.

“Ok Deja Vu?” Tanya asked. “Melissa running around the park, her fiancé is missing, a rock and roll band in an amusement park? Not to mention us finding some strange magic space rocks.”

“If this is Kiss meet the phantom all over again, can I make extremely cringy and terrible cat puns?” Cassie asked

“Well at least you won’t have a terrible reverb effect on your voice.” Katherine remarked

“At least you won’t be overdubbed by Michael Bell!” Cassie retorted

“At least you won’t have the worst actor in the whole goddamn film.” Veena joked

“At least you guys actually get lines. Also I thought you love Paul Vee?” Tanya retorted

“I do but I can admit his flaws. Just like how I do it to Alan every five minutes.” They all laughed hard and soon their door opens.

“Ok girls. Settle down already. You’re gonna give me a bigger headache than I have already.” Alan shouted

“Speaking of which, learn to knock next time buddy. What if we were changing in here?” Veena groaned

“Doesn’t sound like you were changing. It sounded like you were lazing around when you should be focusing on making songs!”

“We’re kids. Can we at least play video games?” Cassie questioned

“We went over this countless times. You can’t let your family down. You won’t be able to be better musicians and performer if you keep on lacking around doing nothing. They would be very ashamed of themselves if I were them. You don’t want to affect our record company and disappoint your family right?” He threatened. The girls sat there looking down ashamed while he smirked at their faces.

“We.. didn’t mean to make you upset.” Katherine murmured before he goes over and strokes her cheek.

“Now don’t worry. The more you work, the better. I don’t mean to sound cruel but that’s just how the world works. If you don’t, then you’ll never get anywhere. Everyone is looking up to you so don’t let these little things keep you distracted from what’s important ok? You girls are legends and you have to work hard so you need to sacrifice some things for this job.” He said and Katherine looked at his hand in nervousness before nodding.

“We’ll do better.” She muttered softly

“Good.” He replied and patted her on the shoulder. “Do not let this happen again. Goodnight girls. We’ll be over at our residence in 30 minutes. Sleep well you legends.” He leaves the room and Katherine looks down at the ground in worry

“I’d figure our manager would be a lot better than this right?” She said nervously.

“Hey look. We need to talk to someone about this. I’m sure someone will understand.” Veena reassured.

“But we should get some sleep because Cassie, you look like you’re about to pass out.” Tanya pointed out. They look over to Cassie, leaning against the wall almost falling into a pillow

“Hey I look great. Don’t judge me.” She groaned, grabbing the pillow and throwing it at her and they let out a laugh before Tanya grabs her and pulls her up. “Hey! Let me go! You’re not my mom!” She countered.

“You’re right Katherine is!” She responded.

“Hey don’t drag me into this!” Katherine said and they laughed more as Cassie was plopped onto her bed and Tanya tucked her in and climbed up onto her top bunk bed

“Come on. You need sleep too.” Veena suggested and gently pushed Katherine onto her bed

“Yes your highness.” She joked rolling her eyes.

“I mean it. We’re gonna have a long day tomorrow and if you want to help Melissa, we’re gonna have to get up pretty early before Alan comes in and kills us.” Veena noticed Katherine stiffen as she mentioned Alan. Alan always put more pressure on her because she was the front woman of the group. She immediately regretted mentioning him to her.

“Look everything’s gonna be ok. We’ll help out with Melissa tomorrow morning. She’s a lot like you I feel like. She doesn’t seem like the type to give up easily just like you and I’m sure she will come back tomorrow to see where he went.” She comforted and they both looked and smiled at each other and soon Veena grabbed her blankets and tucked her into bed. “Goodnight girl! Let me know if you need anything alright darling.”

“Darling? I thought you only say that at concerts?” Katherine remarked

“I don’t know, it’s my new saying I guess. Goodnight.” She called out.

“Thanks sweetie.” She replied. Katherine saw her jump up onto her top bunch bed. Katherine felt the trailer move off as a driver pulled them off to their current residence for the time being. As she goes to sleep, all of the thoughts in her head went wild but she just squeezed the edge of her blanket and slowly her breathing evened out and she felt more safe than before as she remembered her 3 band mates who have become a part of her family, finally peacefully falling asleep.

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Inside the laboratory, the lights were dimmed and gave off a cold blue colouring. The only visible light was the light of the moon shining through the ceiling window above, one of the most exquisite part of the building. In the main room, Abner sat alone, looking over photographs that were taken of the girls, onstage and off. As he examined them, another figure entered the room. Abner turned to see him and smiled

“Ah Sam. Had fun tonight? Your pictures were perfect. I suggest finding a good place to rest up. I will call you when I need your assistance.” He ordered calmly and watched Sam leave the room. “Now then, to continue my experiments. And this time-“

As he spoke, one of his computer screens lit up and he turned to look at it, seeing the tall and dangerous figure on the screen. He dusted himself off and bowed before her

“Crimson Witch, my liege. How may I serve you?” He questioned. He heard a sigh from the screen and he looked worried. “Is there something wrong my liege?” He asked

“Abner? Where the hell are you? I thought I told you to head back to the palace at once. Why are you back on the filthy planet? It’s revolting.” She responded rudely.

“My apologies I will return soon. I just got some major news that I hope to get for you.” He answered

“It better be good. I don’t have the patience for you to be wasting my time.” She groaned

“My liege, the Starterian Talentments, there are nearby the park. I identified them the other night when I returned back to my lab. I wanted to inform you on the matter. Additionally, I have captured some people to help me steal back the Talentments” Once he mentioned the talentments, her eyes lit up in interest

“Interesting. Now you’ve caught my attention. For once in your pathetic life. But frankly, I don’t trust you to get these talentments. You’ve gotten a lot more older and crazier since the last stunt you pulled here back in 1978. And after that, I’m struggling to find your potential.” She revealed.

“Please this time I have a plan and this time, it’ll work. I’m begging you my liege, give me another chance please. Besides the holder of the Talentments are a bunch of 10 year old girls. It’ll be so easy to take them away from those brats.” He pointed out.

“Really? Well, I suppose you’re right. Alright, I believe this should be easy for you. I’ll leave you to it my good sir.” She answered and he let out a sigh of relief. “However, make no mistake. If I find out that you have lost to those children and failed miserably to a bunch of nobodies again, I will recondition you. Understand?” She threatened. Abner sweat in nervousness. After the amount of failures that the generals of the Dark Clipse, she has been much more harsher and crueler than usual.

“Yes my liege. Without you, I am nothing.” He murmured. She smirked at the obedience of this man before turning off the camera. Abner shot up and looked at his robots, more technically advanced than his projects of the past. He could feel their eyes staring at him and he started hyperventilating and crumbled to the floor. He had dedicated his time and energy into the Dark Clipse and had devoted himself completely to The Crimson Witch and she accepts no mistakes. He can’t disappoint her again otherwise he’ll end up in a pile of bodies out the palace of the Crimson Witch. He slowly got up after a few seconds and wiped his tears away

“I’m fine. You have to be fine. For your leader.” He muttered to himself. He returned to his table and began studying the girls photographs intensely, checking every detail of their appearance, pulling out a FlamePhone and beginning schematics of each of the girls.

“Those girls will never ruin my reputation like those four kissterian imposters.”

[bloodmoon-daycare]

Pretty sure the red eye is sensitive to light (I would assume since it’s mostly covered) so if you find a light small enough for you next time you get almost caught you can just flash it in the red eye to give you enough time to escape (for the small boys)

Small light? L-like the laser pens we s-see people use for cats?

Yes yes! Like the white o-one Solar has for us?

Yes, maybe we can ask Solar for one like that for defence!

[juststayquiete]

Thanks for the questions to @vincentmatthews!!! I decided to answer almost all the questions since I haven't posted my V's bio before so prepare for a ride!

Name

V (born Valerie García)

Nicknames

V, Val (though the last one is rarely used because she was known as Val only in her neighborhood).

Age

27 y.o. (born 12.10.2049)

Pronouns

She/her.

Sexuality

Bisexual (although as someone on ace spectrum I'll probably would reflect it on her too).

Hair color and style

Her hair is platinum blondish I guess, but not pure white. She always keeps them short now but when she was a teen she had long black hair until someone took advantage of her in the fight by pulling her tail. She usually uses hair gel to keep her hairstyle in place since she always has some physical activities to do (aka fighting sjgshdjsjs).

Eye color

Her own eyes were chocolate brown, now they're greyish white.

Height

175 cm

Personality

She's quick-tempered, but in normal state she's chill and sociable. Hates disrespect and always act impulsive if she doesn't like someone's attitude. Has no hesitation to use violence, although never starts a fight with people who in her opinion don't deserve it. Has a harsh way with her words. Introverted and private with her personal life. A big nerd in secret - loves Bushido movies, reads comics and sci-fi. It's not easy to make her laugh but easy to make her smile. She loves teasing people. Has a hard time to rely on the others, so mostly keep her problems to herself. Which is probably classifies as trust issues?... But people who won her trust also win her undeniable loyalty.

Tattoos

Has a shit-ton of them, most of them since youth and part of them were tattooed as jokes. V doesn't notice them anymore, they're a part of her body. The one she regrets getting though - NUSA tattoo, she'll probably just laser it some day.

Piercings

Has brow, nose and ear piercings at the moment.

Definable features

Freckles!!!!

Hobbies

Reading, watching movies, riding her bike with some music on, shopping, walking through NC, roasting Johnny etc etc

Gang/ Occupation

A merc. Never was in a gang in NC since she hates having an authority lol. Was in a gang in Atlanta, didn't end well for both parties💀

Do they smoke?

Yep. She smoked a lot when she was a teen but then she grow up and understood that it's a not good habit for a solo. Nowadays she smokes 1-2 cigarettes a day and almost has no cravings for it. When Johnny started to whine about smoking, though, V quitted immediately💀

Do they drink?

Yes. V drinks beer and whiskey but lately never gets too drunk since Jackie and her started gaining street cred and possible unwanted attention. Well, and then the shit-storm started, so she never has a chance to get drunk. She was trying some drugs when she was a teen but after her friend almost died of overdosing she promised to St Muerta to never use them for her friend's life. Her friend lived, so V keeps her promise to St Muerta.

What do they usually wear on a normal day?

Something comfortable and sporty style but doesn't mind of wearing revealing clothes though. So her style is usually tank tops, bras, shorts, yoros, leather pants, loose pants, short jackets, etc etc. She likes wearing bright colors. She almost always wears sunglasses since she had too sensitive eyes when she hadn't chipped in, so now it's more like a habit.

What do they wear when they get dressed up?

If she gets dressed up it's still her same style but more pricey clothes sjshjsjj for some rare exceptions she could wear a dress or a skirt.

What do they smell like?

She doesn't like strong smells so she doesn't use perfume and probably smells like her shampoo, hair gel, deo and laundry skshdjsjs

How do they walk?

Quickly and with confidence.

Early bird or night owl?

Night owl for sure!!! Though she does like early mornings for their atmosphere and sunrises.

One word to define them.

Tough.

Favorite season.

Summer.

Favorite weather.

Sunny or right after it rained.

Do they have someone they're with relationship-wise?

Nope. She has some feelings towards River but she doesn't see them working out, so she brokes up with him at some point.

Main pairing.

V/long happy life lmao

Side pairings.

V/Rogue, corpo au V/Frank, V/Kerry.

How do they show affection to the loved ones?

V's love languages are most definitely acts of service and quality time. So she's more likely to help you deal with you mess and then take you out to have a lunch.

How do they sit in a chair?

Her ankle is on the knee of the other leg, her hands are on her thighs.

What do they wear to bed?

An old ratty and super soft t-shirt! She has several of them lol.

How do they usually sleep?

On her side, hugging the blanket or the another pillow.

How do they sleep in a place they don't know?

Like a rock lmao, not would be happy waking up though, V hates when her morning routine is messed up.

Do they have to form a white noice to sleep?

When she's able to buy decent apts she's freaked out by silence at first since she always lived in loud areas but in a few nights she got used to it and actually starts to appreciate it.

What's a place they go to feel comfortable?

Outskirts of NC for sure. She has complex relationship with NC - she was born and raised here and the city is a part of her own personality, she can't imagine living somewhere else. Even in Atlanta she was terribly homesick all the time. But the same time she never feels more free when she's away from NC. She loves driving in less popular areas, just enjoying her ride, music and the silence.

What do they do when they're nervous?

She never lets her hands fidget to keep them steady, so it's her legs that twitch and shake, though her old sensei (Tanaka-san who was teaching her to fight with a katana and use throwing knives) taught her some breathing techniques to keep your whole body calm. So mostly she is just screaming like a banshee inside now :D

What's their favorite color?

Corral, purple, golden, silver, dark red, black, neon green, yellow.

Favorite sweets.

Not a fan of them now, even though she was going nuts over them when she was a kid sjshsjsj

Do they have any pets?

Ofc it's her fav sphynx Nibbles and iguana Rocket. Nibbles is very polite and friendly cat except having too much energy at nights. Also Johhny and her can swear he was staring right at Johnny several times, which is creepy for V and extremely exciting for Johnny lol. Rocket is also chill and friendly, dude just climbs everywhere. V wonders if she'll live long enough to see him grown :')

If they could visit anywhere in the world, where would they go?

She'll probably join the Aldecaldos for some time. Among the cities she wants to visit NY and Tokyo.

Their comfort meal, food that they hate, favorite non-alcoholic drink.

Her mom didn't cook so they usually had some instant food. Now V's so sick of it she can't even look at it in the shops.

V hates the taste of garlic and bananas.

V loves sodas!!!! She can drink 5 cans a time lol.

Their plans for the future.

Make Johnny to fuck off but mostly survive this whole shitshow.

A song that fits them.

Venom by Little Simz.

I'll leave 5 random facts and a backstory for later, this came out long as it is sjdhsjsjs

Thanks for everyone who read all of this💀💖💖💖

[mando-of-esverr]

ABOUT DARIUS || STATS

▍ RL Face claim:  N/A ▍ Name:  Darius Thatch Lieur Jiang ▍ Age:  28-32 ▍ Gender:  Male ▍ Race:  ¼ Native Esverran, ¾ Colonial Esverran ▍ Nationality:  Esverran ▍ Religion:  Mandalorian, Formerly Clar'Viidor (the faith of the native Esverran) ▍ Occupation:  Asset Protection/Bounty Hunter ▍ Birthday:  July 8'th   ▍ Sun Sign:  Cancer ▍ Birth Place:  Cur'Tudor, Esverr ▍ Residence: N/A ▍ Family: - Biological: Baribus Thatch (Father) || Vienna Glade Thatch (Mother) Greor Thatch (Older Brother) || Mirana Legosio Thatch (sister in law) || Casor Thatch (Nephew) Ordan Thatch (Eldest Brother) || Claramin Leuran Thatch (Eldest Sister-In-law) || Benden Thatch (Nephew) || Claramin Elonsia Thatch (Niece) - Mandalorian: Tajur Jiang (Buir/Clan head), Mathafew Farthen Jiang (Son, adopted), Nosey (Strill, adopted) ▍ Marital Status: Single. ▍ Orientation: Demisexual ▍ Alignment:  Neutral // Neutral Good ▍ Battle Music:  n/a

L O O K S

▍ Height:  6'1" ▍ Weight:  — ▍ Body type:  Tall, athletic ▍ Eye color:  (Videre) gold (iris), fir-tree green (sclera) / (Dur'thumbrian/dark side Videre) silver (iris), black (sclera) / (Veilman/healed) silver (iris), midnight blue (sclera) ▍ Hair color:  black ▍ Ethnicity:  Caucasian/Native ▍ Body reference: Zack Fair (FFVII: Crisis Core)

A B I L I T I E S

▍ Supernatural abilities? y/n:  Yes ▍ Ability Type:  Physical Augmentation / Force Sensitivity ▍ Unique/unusual abilities: Supernatural Sight— can see in the dark, through ½ in. organic materials, see far distances, notices sharper details, sense living beings around him ▍ Fighting Style: Jujitsu, military melee training, sniper shots ▍ Preferred Weapon: DE-10 blaster pistol ▍ Inventory: DE-10 blaster pistol, Dur-24 wrist laser, Verpine Sniper Rifle, vibro blade, wrist flame thrower.

A P P E A R A N C E

[shibemuses]

@cnlyluck - haruki and lucky (beta cont)

"It's your ship." Haruki gestured vaguely. If Lucky wanted to drive his own ship, he was more than welcome to. The Force-sensitive male didn't really care who was driving. He just wanted to get this job over with so he could lay low for a little while.

At Lucky's joke, the brunette raised a brow, before snorting and rolling his eyes. Part of him wanted to joke that he was older and wiser than this smuggler anyways, but those words never came.

The ship was much different than his own. Probably around the same age, if not newer.

As Haruki sat down, he concentrated, reaching out into the Force to feel for any ripples around his new coworker. There didn't seem to be any... Though there was an odd sort of imprint upon him. Like someone he had once known had touched this guy and left a very deep mark...

The scent of burnt lasers, kyber crystals glowing. The breath of a monster in a black mask. His little sister's tiny hand in his, so small, so soft, ripped away as he stumbles in the bracken. Yes, that same feeling in his hand... It reminded him of what had imprinted upon Lucky.

Haruki was quiet for a long time. Staring into empty air as he polished his rifle.

[deathshadowed]

@halfxspider

Besides the murderous vigilante thing, Karma kept a laser eye on the developed medicines, both out of duty and to honor her father's legacy. The latest was a joint project, a painkiller to effectively combat nerve pain without side effects ranging from headache to stomach ulcers. She knew underestimation was everyone's first and very last mistake, they expected her to either be the ditzy rich who gladly shoves all work to researchers or the timid, too trusting orphan. Yes, she was definitely bringing the Colt Python for tonight's reveal.

Her alarms immediately sounded after the disappearance of the first batch, the quantity was minimal, no one would've noticed. The returned pills had something different besides the active component, but first she had to narrow the suspects down before bringing it up. She was watching the second dose carried away, following from a safe distance with her trusted motorbike.

After a month, her crosshair was unwavering with the Vitality Life's slimy chief executive and his head scientists. She had...visited the laboratory, the addition was an addictive which would've kept symptoms permanently present unless taken every day. More profit for them and for her to be fully honest, but she could care less. Furthermore what would happen if they couldn't take the dosage in time?

Appearance immaculate as always, cold smiles at the endless congratulations and praise. The large dress flowed gracefully, the old fashioned style combated by an eye catching V neck which was on the edge of a wardrobe malfunction. She excused herself during a heated speech about how glad they were she carried on her father's legacy -bullshit. She was cutting off profit from others by producing quality medicines with the least side effects.- ; the Vitality Life decided to slip away with a handful of bodyguards to a possibility lower floor, giving her the perfect opening.

A small sigh as the door finally closed behind her, it was a lie that she was sensitive to light. Noise on the other hand...

The hidden sewn in zipper opened, her dress falling off like a snake's skin. Zipping up the suit hidden under, nimble fingers making a quick work of the sizeable concealed Colt, discarding the scope for now.

Finally rid of the unnecessary sunglasses as well; the hunt started as Karma soundlessly descended after the culprits.

[grimdarksora]

Personal gender vent under the cut. System-wide stuff, but my blog is most relevant (and private). Lots of negative body image and dysphoria issues.

(and when I use 'I' it's meant to be used for the entire system)

I wish I could admit out loud to regretting starting T. If I had one wish in this entire world, it would be to undo the changes from testosterone. Not money, not fame, I would wish to have never started T. I hate not being able to cry so much it's driving me mad, I hate my facial hair, I hate my voice. I feel like I can't properly be any of the genders I am because I'm a mix of all presentations at once in a really dysphoric way.

I genuinely feel so uncomfortable in my body I'm considering laser hair removal. I think if I have to go through life with this beard I just... I can't. I would rather die. I want to peel my skin off each time my stubble comes in, yes even the men in our system. Even they hate it, it's painful at worst and uncomfortable/itchy at best. Lack of facial hair was never a thing I felt dysphoric about, if anything I feel so dysphoric with it. I feel repulsive to myself. I like facial hair on others, but mine makes me want to cry. I can't even take compliments on it, I tune them out and auto-reply with a thanks.

Even now I worry about how that comes off, as if thinking myself disgusting will make other trans people who look like me think I'm thinking of them that way and I'm not. It's just... Not who I am in such a deep, visceral way that I don't even look at myself anymore. I avoid my face in the mirror or reflective things, only looking at my eyes. I just don't want to know what I look like because it's so far from what I picture and want.

Trust me, I love people with weird and complicated genders. That's just not how I feel comfortable presenting. I wish my gender presentation was one where I could wear a dress with a beard and hairy legs because I think that's such a badass look, but that's just not me.

Rarely there are days where I own it and feel comfortable in it, but they're so rare. I'd honestly be more comfortable being dysphoric about my... Gendered traits from birth than from my T results. I hold on tight to the thought that maybe top surgery will help? Maybe if I'm more aligned to one binary gender then it'll feel less uncomfortable even if the gender itself isn't always the right one?

If I could do it all over I would never start it. But I can't and I'm here. I feel like I'm betraying the trans community for my thoughts too, like I'm a bad person because I can't just own being gender weird and out about it. But my gender presentation is very specifically binary, not both or something in between.

The only thing that makes me feel okay is that some people think I'm attractive. Maybe if I'm more involved in queer communities IRL it'll help? To see more people like me? But I feel like it won't help that the way I look is not me. It's not any of us, it's like a stranger.

Sometimes I tell myself "maybe it's bc I'm a bottom and bottoms are generally clean shaven and smooth" but like. I know that's not true! Bottoms can have hair! I don't feel like any less of a bottom! I instead feel soul-deep, identity-based dysphoria about it. It's barely even about gender most of the time and is more about how "that's not how I want my face to look!" Yet I can do nothing to change it at this point.

And did I mention it's PAINFUL? I shaved less than 12 hours ago and I'm in sensory hell feeling the stubble starting to come in under the surface. The texture of my skin will never be the way I want it to. Where my facial hair is has grown less sensitive, less soft. Touching it, the sensation it receives is unpleasant and it's so tender after shaving.

I think I really should have taken into account that I didn't want any secondary sex characteristics. No beard, no tits, nothing. That's my Ideal to feel more comfortable. I would do anything to undo this. I was so focused on following the traditional transition route I didn't think about my individual needs.

Sort of related, but lately I'm even less hateful of my dead name, some of us love it in fact! I had system members considering using it, almost going so far as to request people close to me use it for someone, but trans allies try to hate your dead name for you so I just couldn't. I lost that to testosterone too I guess.

I'm not a woman, but I wish I'd done more soul searching to realize I'm not a man either and that rejecting femininity so hard would backfire and force me towards masculinity. Which isn't better or less dysphoric actually!

I'm just so unhappy about my transition and it feels transphobic to express that even if it's MY BODY and MY GENDER. I feel so trapped in this body I hate more and more with each time I have to shave.