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Right Randy?

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That evil guitarist will pay

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liam wanting to have control over his stupid roadie brother but hes so hazy about finally getting to fuck him that he just pins him down and grinds his cock against noels hole like a puppy till it slips in

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no i can’t be normal about liam going through puberty. wdym noel came home from being on the road and his little brother now smells musky, has body hair, and is taller than him.. like okay noel i know you let him tap that roadie ass, we all would diva

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chapter 2 of “little” out now!! go read! @livingstrange worked really hard 💖🐶🐾

i contributed as well but he’s doing the writing soooooo……

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no im so fucking happy for you and your slutty little brother boyfriend Noel yeah fuck you

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tell your brother he’s gay 😊

i tell him that daily

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little by livingstrange Fandom: Oasis (Band) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Liam Gallagher/Noel Gallagher Additional Tags: Age Regression, Non-Sexual Age Play, Age Play, Cuddling & Snuggling, Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe Series: Part 1 of little verse Summary:

He likes Liam best like this.

Acting far younger than he is, light at heart in that kid way of his, looking up to Noel for everything.

read on ao3

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Scanned from SM Fantasia

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(another) tgirl randy ask cuz i can’t wait for your new fic and i would love to hear your thoughts!!

ranson a couple months on the road, bouncing from motel to motel, long drives sometimes spent in silence,, but not for randy.. she’s now able to really sit and think about her gender identity, her identity in general, and who she wants to become.. of course she hasn’t voiced any of this to benson yet, too afraid to do so, at least for now, so she just stews in the passenger seat…

cut to them staying the night at another shitty motel,, benson tells randy he’ll be back he needs a good stretch and a cig break outside, and surprisingly, he trusts randy to stay inside & get ready for bed by herself.. randy undresses and changes into a different shirt, not yet putting her (dirty) boxers back on, then she starts to mess around with her soft cock between her legs, wishing she was flatter down there.. she pulls her dick between her legs to give herself the illusion of femininity that she longs for so badly…..but she didn’t hear benson open the door >.<

(maybe after the tears and hyperventilating she tells benson about herself.. maybe over the course of a couple more months benson helps her throughout her transition! making her feel loved & special.. maybe changing the way she looks at her body <3)

anyway! can’t wait for ur new fic 💖🐛

Worm!!!! 💕💕💕 Rahhh I love girl Randyyyyy

Randy crossing her legs all the time in the car and holding her hands or the jacket from Benson over her lap, shifting around all uncomfortably. Trying to imagine herself differently.

Getting the chance to lie there and pick herself apart in the mirror, she has the idea and becomes obsessed with trying it. At first she tries to ignore it but this anxious feeling grows in her belly. It’s tingly and strange and mixes just like pleasure. There’s a mirror near the bed that she can see herself in, so she gives up fighting and lets herself feel what it’s like. Tucking it back, tracing the line where she pretends her slit is, ghosting her fingers so carefully across her own body. It thrills her and she’s shivering with goosebumps all over. Her other hand rolls her shirt up a little higher up her belly to get a better look and she makes this sound she can’t choke back.

And the door opens, keyring spinning on Benson’s finger. He goes to say “The fuck was that?” but then Randy is there, laid out on the bed, tucked between her legs, and he knows. What she’s thinkin. There’s not really another reason to try it. Up to this point, he hasn’t so much as heard Randy jerking off in the shower, completely divorced her from the image of sex in his brain. To him, it’s simple. A girl dreaming.

Randy though, she’s humiliated, feeling like the worst sexual deviant of all time. The tears are pretty much instant. There’s a pillow close by she shoves over herself for some sense of modesty. She thinks Benson is going to put her in trouble, and she’s going to get punished or hurt and-

At that point, Benson isn’t gonna know what the fuck to say and probably just tells Randy “Get your fuckin’ pants on, can’t sleep like this.”

Because despite Randy’s fears, Benson doesn’t have it in him to be phased by this. It’s like, the most mild problem they could possibly have when they’re literally on the run for murder. He’s totally gonna pass out in bed before they even work up to talking about it and Randy’s gonna chew her nails all night and not get a second of sleep.

Because this is like clearly a life crisis moment for her, in the morning Benson’ll buy her a nice breakfast before he makes her open up to him. Calling back to the last time their lives changed forever in a diner.

Randy’s understanding of her own identity is at first that there’s something *wrong.* It doesn’t occur to her until Benson says something about his days in back alley gay bars that this experience is shared by other women. Benson cracks a joke about tucking and duct tape and it falls flat and makes Randy cry again ‘cause the shame hasn’t worn off but he also promises to take her to the goodwill and rob them blind of all the best the women’s section has to offer. Goes on this massive tangent about people minding their own business and government control over the brains of everyone unique. Treats Randy like an absolute gem for being out and true to herself and not following rules.

Randy would be in the library learning it all from books, when can be so clinical and sterilized Benson decides to take her out to meet people instead. Push her out of her comfort zone. Exposure therapy sort of.

He’s also like so blatantly in love with Randy no matter what, he’s going to have every nickname under the sun for his girl and make her feel special. That’s his baby girl his princess his angel his sweetheart his honey <3

Alsoooo ps, here’s the fic I mentioned before!!

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the eyes of someone who just vomited carry a vulnerable acceptance to grief only known in portraits of saints

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This is random but all the gcest piss kink posts...I see you... And I love you so so so much, you're so me....

real recognizes real my dear! i love YOU 🫶

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3 joints rolled little chapter 2 doc open

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This gif i found on twitter…

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i ❤️ LESBIANS.

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tearing up listening to slide away cardiff ‘25 ☹️ like they’re really back ☹️ and they’re harmonizing with one another ☹️ oh. ☹️