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🌏FANTASTIC ENERGY🌎

🌎Galactus x Reader🌏

A/N: Hello! The lack of Galactus x reader fanfics on this website was so upsetting! So i had to make one myself! This is a NSFW fanfic so minors do not interact please! I am also working on another Galactus fanfic but that one is longer and i feel like i haven't watched F4 enough to properly write this… but anyways, enjoy!

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Days. You have been fighting for days. All your friends were dead yet you persevere. Until the last second.

You could not fight anymore. You were tired, hungry and so, so done. You knew it was a loosing fight. None of your friends could do it so why should you try? You were so done and he knew…

His piercing gaze fell upon you after you fell on the ground, defeated.

“Resistance is futile. Your planet is not worth your sacrifice. Surrender.” He spoke with a calm and monotone voice. It was so cold…

Your eyes widen as he lowered his enormous hand and picked you up by the waist like you were a doll. His gloves were cold and rough against your ripped suit as he examined you closely, his eyes filled with curiosity and hunger.

“A lone warrior… Standing against the inevitable…it is rare to find such, flavor, in my meals…”

“P-Please… please spare us…” you whisper breathless.

His gaze soften as he lowered you to the ground gently.

“Your people have fought bravely, i respect that. But they are not the main course. You are.”

“M-me?” you stand on wobbly legs looking up at his giant form.

“Yes, you. I sense something… special about you. A unique energy that calls out to me. You will be my desert, my final course before i consume your planet.” He reaches out gently touching your cheek with his cold finger. “Come willingly and i may make this fast.”

“Spare my word and i will go with you…” You saw from the corner of your eyes curious people watching the exchange, they counted on you, you had to do everything to save them.

His finger traced your cheek gently, a rare moment of tenderness from a being of such immense power. He nods solemnly.

“Very well. Your sacrifice will not be in vain. I will spare your word.” He lifts you effortlessly, cradling you in his hand.

As soon as he secured you in his hand he turned and sat back on his throne, carrying you away to his ship. The remaining survivors of your word watched in awe and relief as their planet is spared from destruction.

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His fortress was cold and empty, you could feel the sadness of millions of planets that hung from the walls of the place. He brought you closer to his face, his purple eyes roaming over your body in curiosity.

You are so small compared to him… One of his cold fingers gently traces the scar on your chest making you wince and more blood come out of the wound, his thumb gently tilting your head to look at him, his eyes glowing intensely as he stare into yours searching for something.

“You smell different.” He murmurs strangely fascinated.

His tongue darts out unexpectedly, a cold, rough appendage the traces around you gently but firmly. It tastes your skin from your chest up to your neck, leaving a trail of chill on your flushed skin. He inhale deeply at the crook of your neck before pulling back slightly. You gasp as he clean the blood of your chest, his saliva healing your cuts and bruises on his way.

His tongue laps at the blood on your body like a cat, cleaning and healing your wounds. He growls softly as he uses his fingers to spread your legs checking your body for more injuries. His tongue moves down your stomach, his massive fingers holding you firmly but delicately when suddenly your battle suit starts to melt in your body leaving you bare before him, making you gasp, but you were not ashamed, it was like you were in a trance.

His massive hand, surprisingly gentle, carefully twists and turns your body taking his time to not hurt you more when his tongue starts to explore again, tasting every inch of your exposed skin. He stares at your form, his purple eyes gleaming with an unreadable expression. His tongue darts out again, this time licking a strip of your torso possessively. He licks up and down your body, mapping out every muscle, every curve…

You gasp closing your eyes as you lean back on his hand, completely relaxed and tired from the battle.

His tongue continues to explore your body licking your muscles, your shoulders, your biceps. His tongue slides down your chest until he reaches your hips again this time not stopping. It slides past your hip bones, towards your groin area his tongue pauses just above your most intimate area.

You gasp trying to close your legs but his fingers keeping you open as he stare at your wiggling form, making you look up at his eyes.

His eyes meet yours intensely, showing no hint of shame or embarrassment. He hadn't explored a female form in ages, his massive hands holding your legs apart for his amusement.

“Fascinating…”

“W-What are you doing?…” You whisper.

His tongue darts out, gently parting your folds, examining you like you are a rare species, his touch surprisingly delicate despite his immense size and power. His fingers spread your legs wider apart, giving him an unobstructed view of your most intimate area.

You gasp and moan louder arching your back on his hand. It has been so long and you were so tired…

His tongue parts your folds again, this time going lower. He laps at your entrance experimentally. You taste sweet there, like honey and something indescribable. Your body arches sharply as his tongue hits your core. His tongue explore your folds thoroughly, tasting every inch of you. He finds your clit and pauses, his tongue wrapping around it gently. He suckles on it experimentally watching how your body reacts.

“So soft… So sweet…”

You moan closing your eyes and relaxing.

His tongue continues its exploration with renewed vigor, licking and sucking your clit with increasing intensity. He hums softly in approval, the vibrations sending shivers through your body.

“P-Please! I'm gonna-” you moan louder.

His tongue flicks rapidly over your clit as he feels you getting close, he growls softly, his tongue pressing down on your bundle of nerves intentionally.

“Come…” he commands.

You start to moan louder and louder as you cum, grabbing onto his hand supporting you as you fall from your hight.

His tongue laps your release eagerly, drinking down every drop as you cum on his tongue. His hand squeezes your body tightly, he doesn't let up until you've finished completely, leaving you a trembly mess.

He stand straight on his throne as you finish your orgasm. You take deep breaths just staring at him.

“Are you going to kill me?”

He lets out a satisfied smile, his eyes meeting yours.

“No. Why would i kill you? You are fascinating… and delicious.”

You relaxed back on his hand, tired and spent. It wasn't time for fighting anymore. You had done it. You saved your planet… It was time for rest…

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You need to move off of Google Docs!

I know some people have seen the news recently and may be doubtful of it. To the uninformed, Google Docs has started using AI to find "inappropriate" and "problematic" content, scraping your documents and deleting it. I know some people are unsure if this is real or think this is not going to affect them.

I regret to inform you that this is real.

As I was on a call with some writers and we were moving our documents as a precautionary measure, one person discovered entire pages missing that they did not delete themselves. This is happening to us, it's not a hoax or a rumor, it's happening right now. You need to move everything if you want to preserve it.

If you're a writer with writer mutuals, please reblog this so they know. I rarely write on Google Docs anymore, but I started my fanfics on there, and I would be devastated if I lost works more than ten years old because people decided marketing appeal is more important than creative freedom.

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👑 AS THE GODS DEMANDED 👑

Chapter 5

👑Baldwin iv x Reader 👑

A/N: Hello! Sorry for not posting for such a long time. Ive been having such a bad time with this fic... I am not good with romance but i wanted to expand my horizons with this fic. This chapter is just a bit of back story on my advisor oc so it is a bit short... enjoy!

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It was night when your talk ended. It felt like heaven and like torture all together. Of course it was not your place to open up to a king but as he was your husband you felt a sense of kinship towards Baldwin. 

You were taken from your ramblings by a servant entering the room and announcing supper, and that was your excuse to leave.  Baldwin wanted you to stay, wanted to beg for your company, to drop on his knees for a hug from you, but he couldn't. You could not see him bare, could not see the monster that he was or you would run away and hide and his happiness would be lost. So, reluctantly he let you go.

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Your advisor was a strange fellow, much more strange than you could ever imagine.

He grew up in a small village at the outskirts of your country with seven brothers and three sisters who had all died young or in battle. His mother, a devastated widower, was strict and reluctant to give love to her son after so many losses. “How good would it be if I get closer to this one if I am going to lose him anyway?” she would complain to the neighbors when he was near. He hated her.

So in the first opportunity of running away he just went. 

The first impression of the Central City was the lack of mud. Clean streets would run for miles, well dressed people would run after their children, buy food, make presentations on the street, it was like a kingdom out of one of his fairy tale books he would steal from his friends.

However nothing would prepare him for how awful everyone seemed to be. People would pass by him with their noses in the air like they were better than him. His little home was a wooden crate he managed to steal and set on a dirty alley and stuff with clothes he managed to bring from home.

He would beg on the stress and sometimes steal food and jewelry to sell for food money until he stole from the wrong person.

An officer from the royal palace was doing his rounds when he caught a little boy picking from his pockets, and, with a slap and hurtful words he dragged the boy to his home for discipline. But as he heard the young boy’s story he felt his heart drop. No child should be without love on the streets…

So the next day he took the boy to the palace and entrusted the boy to a servant for training. And training he did.

Not even five weeks later the boy was one of the best footmen this old woman had ever seen! He was diligent and calm, always on time and always silent. He worked for food and shelter that the palace had in abundance.

Years later, when the old woman died and he was an older teenager he was promoted as personal servant of the new princess who had arrived to marry the young prince. He was ecstatic! All his efforts were being noticed and appreciated!

However, the good food and shelter wasn't enough for him, no. He wanted more. So he stole. Knives and forks made of gold, tiaras and necklaces, pearls and rubies, everything that was not easily missed was his to take and sell. 

His deep desire for riches would be his downfall, but not yet.

What else would be his downfall was a woman. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but she could not belong to him. She was a princess, a soon to be queen, what  a young servant could give to her that a king could not? Nothing for certain…

But he would be happy with just her friendship and companionship. And as the days passed and as the years went by his appreciation and love didn't diminish as he thought. But as the queen fell pregnant he could feel nothing but happiness towards her. She had given him her friendship for years and when the little prince was born he was proud of her. 

Years later the queen had more children but no one liked her little girl. She was special to him, a little darling….

And when he was proposed to be her advisor he was under the moon! Not only was his little girl now under his wing, but her future marriage would grant him so many riches!  So now he found himself here, in the kingdom of kingdoms, Jerusalem! She was the queen now, the wife of a leper. And as he watched her sleep he could not help but think, how sweet would his life be when she died…

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THANK YOU FOR WRITING A THOMAS HEWITT X MALE READER FIC ITS SOOOOO GOOD!!!! :D

THANK YOU SO MUCH!! As a male leaning person i just needed some male readers out there! I am curently writing the second part! Its been so exiting to write it!

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🥩SINCERE MEETING🥩

Chapter 1

🥩Tommy Hewitt x M!Reader🥩

A/N: Hello! Ive been working in this first chapter for like, 3 days, and i wanted to share because its looking very good! I wanted to make a male reader because we need this in this fandom. All fics i see its either female or female leaning gn readers and i just wanted to feed the boys a little… This will have more chapters but i am not sure where this will go… it may be separate chapters or just an entire fic idk…. enjoy!

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Your father had decided to enter a new business idea. He was always inventing new ways to get money even though they never worked, and you were left to pick up the pieces. You were a young man who had to take care of your father despite him being twice your age, but there was nothing you could do about it, once he put something in his head there was little you could do to dissuade him.

Now the business was in agriculture, the meat industry, that is, he bought a slaughterhouse. How… barbaric… And now you were the one that was left to clean and cook in a house miles away from civilization. It was torture.

There were no neighbors less than a mile away, the food was disgusting, the heat was unbearable and the people were weird. The only people you had met were the sheriff, who you were sure that he called you a slur, a lady and her daughter who spoke too much for you to even get a word in, and lord were you miserable.

You had left your friends in the city and your late partner abandoned. You wanted nothing to do with this miserable little town. But your father was all that you had left in this world so there was nothing you could do about it.

Speaking of your father, he was out to his business doing whatever and making a fool of himself as per usual so you decided to go to a small gas station you saw on your way to your home to see if they sold anything interesting. Some chocolate bars would go well with some strawberries today…

Of course he had to take the car so you were stuck walking there…

The gas station was… dreadful. The meat was sketchy looking but the candy aisle was nicely packed so you had no complaints.

You went to pay and hopefully get back home as soon as possible.

“Havent seen you around here much.” The lady behind the counter said packing your items.

“We just moved in, me and my father. He owns the slaughterhouse now.” That seemed to put a smile on the lady's face.

“Oh right! I've heard they sold that place! My boy Tommy used to work there, maybe he can go back.” You smiled at her.

“I am sure he can! We are just setting some things straight but soon we will take some people in…” You grabbed your bag ready to go when she kept on talking.

“Oh you must meet my boy Tommy! He is out back, he would love some recommendation dear.” 

“Oh you know, we are still looking-” She interrupted you by getting up and motioning for you to wait and got to a door that led to the outside and started to call her son.

“Oh you are going to love my boy, he is about your age!” She started to talk to you but you didn't pay attention because entering the store was the biggest boy you had ever met. He didn't even fit the door frame and had to bend over a little bit to get in and lord have mercy, he was just your type… Tall, big and strong. You just didn't swoon because the lady was still talking and this was Texas, being gay wasn't at all good. But by god did you blush! Harder than you have ever done, and the boy, Tommy was his name, seemed to notice as he looked at you with wide eyes before blushing himself. Well, you thought that he was blushing, it was hard to know with the mask. That mask… don't even get started on that mask!

The lady, Luda Mae, was now looking at you with a calculating gaze. As if she was testing you on something. But as you recovered from the huge amounts of improper thoughts you extended your hand to Tommy.

“Nice to meet you Tommy! I heard you want to work on the slaughter house? I can get a recommendation for you!” Now that you've met him you were going to make sure that he got the job. And maybe you could use the opportunity to see his big muscles at work too…

Tommy’s eyes seemed to widen as he looked at your hand, he was not used to this type of introduction. Usually they just wave at him and ignore him or looked at him in fear, but not you. Not only were you willing to touch him, but you were offering to help him get a job? He felt vulnerable at the thought that he may like you…

Tommy was… well, Tommy! He did know what exactly made him different from other boys his age. When he was a teenager uncle Monty was in charge of teaching him about reproduction. It was the most awkward conversation in his life! He knew how it worked, he lived on a farm for gods sake! But having his uncle explain how to “work a woman” was so embarrassing! Especially when he gave him one of Hoyt’s magazines full of naked pictures for him to “have fun”. But he didn't have fun. Not with the curvy women with shaped breasts and skinny bellies, but he did have fun with Hoyt’s cowboys magazine, he did have a lot of fun.

These pictures were different. The men were fully dressed showing off a product instead of their bodies, but they were so handsome and their muscles were always showing, and instead of spreading their legs to show their genitals they seemed to just be sitting there innocently with their legs spread like it was the most normal thing in the universe! 

Tommy didn't understand when he got caught with one of these magazines and Hoyt screamed at him a bunch of hurtful words before his mother came in and scolded him. She kissed his cheek and told him that she loved him very much and that was enough for Tommy to forget the hurtful words of Hoyt.

He still looked at those magazines, but now he had his own stash under his bed for safe keeping.

When he was little he used to watch his mother do her makeup for church. When he tried to put lipstick on his face his mother just laughed and called him a pretty woman. He liked that memory very much. Now, he owned some makeup he stole from victims and he kept them hidden in a drawer. He never used them, but he liked to look at them every now and then…

He had felt his heart flutter before. One of the boys at his school. He had pretty curls and was big and chubby just like him. He used to follow the boy around before his brothers decided to move to the other side of the state. His name was the first word he ever said. Jed. A quiet whisper when he was alone. Never had he felt this fluttering in his chest again.

But here you were, and here he was. And as his hand dwarfed yours when he grabbed it he couldn't feel more alive then.

His mother was looking at the interaction with a knowing look. It was obvious to her that her boy was smitten. He looked at you like you hung the moon at that moment, and she was glad you were nice and respectful with her Tommy. It was that or you would become lunch independent of her son’s wishes. He deserved the best, only the best.

“He doesn't talk much darling, but he is pleased to meet you.” Tommy nodded.

“It's okay Tommy. I am pleased to meet you too. Maybe we can see each other more if you get a job at my fathers slaughterhouse!” 

Luda Mae smiled wider. She knew that her boy was different, and she knew that he liked you, and that meant that she liked you as well.

As you made up an excuse to go home you had to make sure, in your most “i am gay please be gay too but dont show it” voice you waved at Tommy.

“Bye Tommy, ill see you…” He shyly waved back, eyes still on you as you went back to the Texan heat outside.

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You discovered where Tommy lived. Nevermind how you got it, but you did. Not that it was difficult. A few cups of tea and biscuits to a lady and done! It was quite easy. 

After making sure to bake the most beautiful carrot cake with chocolate you had ever done, you made your way to the house. 

You had a nice car, well, your father had a nice car but you were the only one that drove that car, so you considered yours. But as Monty saw this fancy car pulling up into his house he made sure to become more alert and prepared to turn you into food.

But as you got out of the car with a big plate of cake he smiled.

“Hey there kid. What can I do for ya?”

“Is this Tommy’s house?”

Monty’s eyes widened. Never had anyone asked for Tommy before. He never got a visit.

“Yeah kid. I’m his uncle. What do you want him for?” 

“Oh, I came to give him the papers for him to work at the slaughter house. He got the job. And I thought of giving you guys a cake, I am new to the neighborhood…”

He smiled widened as he motioned you inside.

“Come! Come in, Tommy in the basement, I'll call him for ya”

He guided you towards the kitchen where Luda Mae was doing the dishes. She turned to you happily and motioned you to sit down and pick up the cake from your hands. She thanked you and called out the rest of the family for the cake before cutting a slice for you too.

As Tommy got to the kitchen his eyes widened. You got up to greet him.

“Tommy, how good to see you! I got some good news!” Luda Mae smiled and put a slice of cake for Tommy.

He sat down next to you with an apprehensive look on his face. 

“I got some papers for you. I managed to get you a job at the slaughterhouse, you can start next week! All the details are on the papers” You handed him a stack of papers. 

Luda Mae was ecstatic! Tommy liked you very much and you were here giving him a job and everything! You were basically part of the family now, you wanted or not.

As Monty and Luda Mae sang praises to your baking you kept sneaking glances at Tommy. He was quietly eating the slice of cake. There was something in his eyes, something good, and you didn't need a vocal communication to the fact that he liked your cake. That was all you wanted!

After it passed a good two hours you had to make an excuse for you to go home. It was starting to get dark.

Tommy hadn't moved a muscle, he just stared at you practically with hearts on his eyes thinking he was being subtle, but you noticed, and boy were you happy.

You kept sneaking glances at him and smiling all afternoon, making sure to ask him questions and involve him in the conversation. Luda Mae exchanged looks with her brother and he smirked.

“Tommy why dont you show him out? Say thank you to the boy…” You were more than happy with the suggestion.

Tommy got up and lord you had forgotten how big he actually were! It was like you were in heaven!

As you two walked in silence to the front door you could not help but keep your eyes on his face, he had such beautiful eyes… the hair needed some work but you were willing to lay him down on a bathtub and brush his problems away…

As you reached the car you smiled at him.

“It was nice to see you Tommy. I had fun…” He nodded.

You looked around looking if there was anyone looking before you said.

“Tell me if i am reading this wrong…” You got on your toes and kissed him on the cheek making Tommy freeze in place. But before you could apologise he grabbed your face and pulled you to a proper kiss.

It wasn't something indecent, just a simple kiss on the lips, but this simple kiss had turned your word upside down. 

After he let go of your face he quickly turned and walked away leaving you stunned and pleased in ways that would be rather complicated to explain…

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🥩Sewing him a Plushie Headcann🥩

🥩Bubba Sawyer x reader🥩

A/N: Hello! I been in a sewing mood oday so i wrote this real quick! Enjoy!

Bubba was excited when you two went to the store to buy some food, and he could not wait to explore the clothes and porcelain section.

He could not help himself, he never got to leave the house so when he did the store had a whole new stock! How exciting!

He got to walk from section to section very slowly as you felt his excitement.

It was hard to miss, he would look around and flap his hands whenever he would see something he liked, but unfortunately you guys didn't have any money to buy superfluous things. Drayton was very strict with money, especially when it came to you and Bubba, he knew you were weak when it came to making him happy…

So as you walked Bubba just stopped near the plush section and just stared at the little pig plushie with such a face that made you immediately melt…

You counted your money and unfortunately it wasn't enough for it, so, with one last hug on the little pig you two were out.

After arriving home Bubba went straight to the basement (after your kiss of course) and you were left with a broken heart…

So to the internet we go!

It was easy to find a pig plushie pattern for free the only thing you needed was some fabric, and looking through Drayton’s wardrobe you found the perfect pink shirt and with some black paint you had everything!

Borrowing Bubba’s sewing machine was the hard part.

He always kept it in the basement so you had to make an excuse for him to get out of there.

Once again you decided to use Drayton as a part of your scheme and made up an excuse for Bubba to go to the gas station so he was out of the house for a while.

Sewing was harder than you thought…

Putting the exact parts together was so delicate and so difficult! Who would have thought? 

Lets just say that this experience made you appreciate Bubba’s sewing skills much more.

Your partner was so talented….

But let's get back to business quickly!

Sewing and sewing and sewing…

It came out… okay! 

It wasn't identical to the store one and was a bit wonky but it was made with love, and that made it special.

When Bubba came back with a confused expression you greeted him with a deep kiss and the cutest little pig Bubba had ever seen!

He was ecstatic! 

It was the first time someone had made something for them since they were a child! This looked amazing!

There will be some tears on her part.

But in the end, after she calmed down, he just grabbed you by the waist and spined you around in the biggest bear hug you had ever received!

And don't worry, he will make sure to pay you back later if you know what i mean (^///^)

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🥩MY BOY🥩

Chapter 2

Chapter 1

🥩Tommy Hewitt x Femboy Reader🥩

A/N: Hello! I just wanted to put the smut on a seperate chapter because i didnt want to write everything on the same day, sorry... so i dont think i need to say but minors do not interact!

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When he hugged you you could not help but hug him back. He was being so sweet and kind to you. He didn't freak out or called you slurs like you were used to, he was being sweet. You were glad.

So you slowly raised his face and gave him a kiss on where his lips would be if he wasn't wearing a mask. His eyes closed and his breathing came hagged as you kissed him for a couple of seconds, that seemed like forever. He loved it.

He brought his hands to your back and quickly brought you down on the bed climbing on top of you. With a heavy breathing and callous hands he quickly took your shirt off and moaned slightly when he saw your flat chest. You pulled him to you by grabbing his tie and kissed his mask again making him moan louder. He quickly took off your skirt and panties revealing your hard cock and cute ass, showing after you spread your legs and looked up coyly at him.

He unbuttoned his trousers pulling his hard cock out making your eyes widen, he was just as big as you had imagined and thick like his other body parts and you could not wait to get him inside you. 

You pushed him sitting and started to suck him as best as you could, making Tommy’s eyes roll back and his hand went directly to your head grabbing your hair tightly and moving you up and down on his dick as fast and as rough as he liked. When you got it all nice and wet you got up and climbed into his lap.

“Fuck Tommy, you are so big, i love it so much… wanna be inside of me big boy?” Tommy nodded, grabbing onto his dick and placing the head to press into your hole. 

“Oh you want that? Um? Want to be in my tight little hole? Cmon then big boy, put it in me…” You bit your lip as he started to enter you, he was so big and you were so tight you thought that you would burst at the seams! You were so full you could not take it! But Tommy could.

He groaned and pushed you into the bed and roughly started to fuck you as hard as he could making you scream and grab onto his back. You tried to keep your moans quiet but the noise of the bed hitting the wall was loud enough so that everyone knew what was happening in there. You decided to let it all out. 

You moaned and screamed as Tommy's cock went in and out of your hole so hard you were sure it would be difficult to walk for the next few days, but you didn't care, you didn't care at all! You grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled his face towards you to give him another kiss as you whispered praises after praises looking deep within his eyes. You were so close, so close you could feel the little band in your stomach about to rip and you didn't care that your cock wasn't touched, your prostate was being hammered just the way you liked it and that was just enough to get you right there.

“T-tommy! Tommy Holy shit I'm gonna cum! Yes! Yes baby just like that! Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop OH MY GOD!” You screamed as you came all over your stomach making your eyes roll back and you grab onto Tommy as hard as you could. 

Tommy was breathless, you were so beautiful when you came he could not help himself, burrowing himself as deep inside you as he could he felt himself cum so deep that made you see stars! You were sure that if you really were a girl you would be pregnant now, that was so deep and so good not to.

Tommy made sure not to completely lay himself on top of you. He knew that he was big and heavy for you but you didn't care at all, you wanted him all over you. You hugged him so tight that he could not even take his cock off of you and that made him moan once again. 

“One more time. Just once!” You moaned humping your hips up at him making his eyes roll back and he started to fuck you once more.

This was going to be a long night…

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🥩MY BOY🥩

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

🥩Tommy Hewitt x Femboy Reader🥩

A/N: Hello! This is something that has been on my mind for so long! But i am glad that i finally wrote it because us, NB and male readers are starving! Especially us femboys who are already dead from starvation with the slasher fandom… Honestly there will be a second part and maybe a third if i'm feeling frisky… Also wanted to say that if you have any requests for male readers please let me know and I will write it for you! That's all, see you!!

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Making friends after school was a difficult thing to do. Especially if you were different from the norm, wich you were. Being a femboy was difficult for you, your family did not care for the way you dressed but society in the 70s were quite used to seeing people experiment with their gender but that did not mean they accepted it. Luckily you had found a small group of friends that accepted you exactly the way you were.

You were on vacation and it was time to celebrate another successful year in college, so, to travel to the other side of the country we go!

You were passing through texas when you stopped at a gas station to recharge on fuel and snacks when you saw him. Him, with his big arms, thick tights and nice ass, and holy shit you were in love!

He was everything you had wanted in a man. He was tall and strong and pretty and hot and… well, you could go on for days! You had to talk to him.

You asked him were you could find the drinks and he, surprised by you, just pointed to the freezer before looking around and going back to the back of the store. You frowned a little, you were not used to people basically running from you, but it was okay, you would see him again, at least you hopped so…

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On the road your car broke down. Great…

It was the middle of the day, you were hot and sweaty, your girlfriends were complaining and everything just seemed to go wrong… Your friend just said to call the tow truck and give up on the trip, but you guys were almost there and could not just give up! You decided to go look for help.

You put on the shortest skirt you had and the sleeveless shirt so you did not cook to death and went out. You knew where the gas station was, it wasn't far enough so you decided to start from there.

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After walking and walking in the hot sun you finally arrived at the gas station. You smiled at the prospect of seeing the big guy again.

The lady on the other side of the counter was nice and she even gave you water for free as you waited until she asked her brother to pick up your friends.

“Thank you so much ma’am! you have no idea how much we are grateful!” You smiled and spoke with the sweetest voice you could muster.

“Nonsense darlin, yall young folk should be careful out there with this sun. Why don’t yall go to my house for a cup of tea while your car gets fixt up?”

“That would be wonderful ma’am, thank you very much!”

You watched as she closed shop and motioned you to follow her to the house.

⧫⧫⧫ The house wasn't far away from the gas station and with an umbrella to cover the sun everything was much better.

Luda Mae, as she introduced herself, was sweet and gentle, and even tho she kept calling you a girl, you didn't correct her, she was welcoming and kind to you. She motioned for you to enter the house and showed you the bathroom for you to get the sweat off your brow while she prepared some sweet tea.

Coming off of the bathroom you, unfortunately, met the other resident of the house, the sheriff Hoyt. He eyed you up and down before introducing himself with a flirtatious tone that disgusted you, he gave you the creeps.

The other resident, Monty, was nice enough. He owned the tow truck and was told by Luda May to go and get your friends with the help of the sheriff. You were glad to be alone with Luda Mae, she was nice and the talk with her was pleasant.

“Oh, sweetheart, you should meet my boy Tommy! He is such a sweet boy…” she smiled at you, you could not help but smile back and nod.

And when she called over Tommy you almost had a heart attack, it was the man from the gas station! It was your lucky day! You smile widen and you got up to shake his hand, to the surprise of the man.

“Nice to meet you Tommy…” you did your best sweet and coy girl act you could muster making Tommy blush.

“He doesn't talk much sweetheart, my boy is so mysterious isn't he?” She chuckled, you giggled still looking up at Tommy.

You see his face redden behind the mask and that is when you know you got him.

“Mae, come here we need you!” You heard someone call from outside of the house and Luda Mae quickly made her way there telling you to keep an eye on Tommy for her.

Finally, you were alone. And the first thing to do on plan seduce the southern dream guy was done!

“You have a pretty house here Tommy. And a pretty garden too!” He nodded. “Did you worked on the garden?” He once again nodded but more quickly than before, he was clearly proud of the garden.

“Well, why don't we go take a walk there? I do love my flowers.” he looked around shyly before walking towards the back door with you in toll.

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The garden was truly beautiful, you couldn't deny that. The unused pigstake and distant slaughterhouse were ugly but the sunflowers were nice…

As you and Tommy, mostly you, talked, you decided to put part two of our plan into action. Trip and be saved by the big guy!

So, as discreetly as you could you faked a trip mid raise making you fall back, gladly (yes!) Tommy was there to land you an arm for you to fall back onto. You exaggeratedly grabbed onto him and looked up through your eyelashes up at him and in your shyest voice tanked him. And with the sight of his wide eyes and blush you knew it had worked! Best. Day. Ever!

Tommy was quick to get some distance between you two. He wasn't used to people being nice to him. He was hideous and a monster, no one could like him, especially someone so beautiful as you…

He was so infatuated with you it was sickening. Ever since you talked to him at the gas station he was yours. You were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, he was a goner. He needed to have you for himself.

He knew that his family was going to kill all your friends, but you could not die. Not now, not ever. You were his and his only. No one was going to touch you.

As both of you talked and walked around the garden you saw that your van was already on the front of the house, your friends were inside. So you entered with Tommy to the house.

“Sorry there doll, we didn't find no one near the van. It was empty. Tommy, could you help me down there in the basement?” Sheriff Hoyt said, walking to the basement. You had a bad feeling about this. What does he mean they were gone? Did they go ahead to see if there was any help? Did they go looking for you? You had told them to stay put and that you were going to get help but what if the plans had changed? What if they were in trouble?

You looked at Luda Mae desperate.

“Ma’am what does he mean? Are they gone? What?” She shushed you and pushed you with her to the kitchen.

“Ma’am i need to go back, they might be looking for me…”

“No, no darlin. You stay right there. Hoyt will fix this. Help me with dinner sweetie.”

“I- i need to go ma’am…”

You were startled when the door closed quickly behind you and Monty showed up with a bag of meat in hand and set it strongly on the counter.

“You have no reason to go. If they left to look for you they are going to come here eventually.” He tried to smile calmly but something in his eyes scared you.

But you had no choice. Between Luda Mae with a meat cleaver close to the back door and Monty with the sinister smile close to the front door, you had to stay.

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Dinner time was tense. Tommy had gone to get himself cleaned for dinner and you were left alone sitting on the dinar table. You looked around to make sure that you were alone before getting up quietly and making your way towards the front door as quietly as you could.

But just as you had gone as far as touching the door you were grabbed in the shoulder by the sheriff.

“Were do you think you are going doll?”

“I-I just wanted to go outside for a little bit…” You looked at him with fear. He shook his head.

“Nah sweetcheeks. You are staying inside.” He grabbed you by the shoulders and pulled you to his side and guided you back towards the kitchen. “We are just about to serve dinner…”

No matter how much you protested you could not get away from him and as he forcefully pushed you to a chair touching your shoulder just long enough to be inappropriate and sat on the head of the table.

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Everyone was seated except Tommy, and as you looked around in silence you noticed the tension in the air but you didn't dare to say anything.

Tommy got down the stairs, you could hear his steps and entered the dining room. He was so handsome with his little outfit that you almost forgot that your pseudo kidnapping at the moment. He was wearing a little tie and yellow shirt, his pants seemed new and his expression seemed shy.

“Oh my sweet boy! Isn't he handsome!” Luda Mae cooed at Tommy making him roll his eyes and you nod your head as you looked him up and down.

Luda Mae motioned for him to sit next to you as she started to serve food.

The meat smelled nice, you thought that it was pork. The rice was nicely cooked and the corn was juicy enough. You eat slowly and carefully, something was telling you not to eat much. They didn't talk during dinner and that made everything much more awkward for you. You snook glances towards Tommy that just ate like he never had eaten before, well you could just look over that.

After the food was done Luda Mae just suggested that you slept with them for the night, you felt too scared to refuse so you went with her to get the guess bedroom ready for you.

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You could not sleep. You were cold and scared and alone. The silence in the house was frightening. So you got the idea to just quietly leave in the night.

But as you opened the door you found Tommy standing out of you room. You were surprised but you weren't upset.

“Hey there Tommy… were you watching me?” You smiled leaning in the door.

His eyes widened and he turned to leave but you grabbed his arms pulling him inside the room.

“Cmon Tommy, don't be shy…” you smirked.

He slowly sat back on the bed and you stood in front of his spread legs.

“Why were you watching me hm? Did you see something you liked?” His eyes widened and he slowly nodded. Your smirk widened.

“Tommy, i got to tell you something…” He crooked his head.

You slowly brought his hand to your skirt making his eyes widen and he blushed harder as you slowly brought your skirt up revealing your white panties covering your dick. He looked down at you before looking up at your eyes with lust in his eyes. you smiled relived.

“You like that dont you, sweetheart?” He nodded quickly. “You are such a big boy~ i like that~” He slowly pulled you closer hugging you.

He was a little relieved that you were a boy, he had always been attracted to boys ever since his school days. He could not help but like how tall and cute they were, how their skin glistened in the sun as they took their shirts off. His uncle had a magazine with a strong man in the cover that his teenage years enjoyed very much. His wet dreams were filled with strong arms and tight asses instead of the round brests and small waists that his uncle talked to him about when he was caught looking at an older woman Holt had brought home.

He never told anyone that. He was ashamed and really embarrassed about it. He had heard Holt scream slurs angrily at others and that made him afraid. He didn't seem to care that he once found a makeup palette in one of his victims bags and he brough it to his room and carefully tried to emulate what the girl was wearing on his face. But again, he was already hideous enough it's not like makeup was going to damage anything…

But as you arrived, his emotions were all over the place. Maybe he wasn't more of a freak as he already thought he was, maybe he could like this cute girl and be just fine in life. But as you revealed that you were a boy like him, he was relieved for a little bit. Maybe he could stay with this cute girlish boy and pretend that he wasn't a man to his family! Maybe everything would be okay in the world…

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🐰JERVIS TETCH🐰 ARKAHAM X ROGUE READER

A/N: Hello! Today I had a really quick follow up on an idea I had a couple of months ago about a rogue reader punishing and comforting Jervis because he betrayed them. So of course there will be violence in this short fic but nothing too harsh. Enjoy!

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Having Jervis as a partner was harder than you thought. He was gentle and loving, yes, but also unstable enough to cause trouble. And today was one of those days.

You were the last to run away from Arkham that day and you were with a mission, Get to Jervis as fast as you can. He fucket up this time. Really fucked up. And you were going to make him pay.

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Jervis was pacing in his hideout for what seemed like hours when he heard the news of the biggest escape from Arkham that this town has ever seen. He was expecting you to come to him, he knew you would. But he was not ready for it at the moment.

His Alice had run away again and the bat was closer and closer to him but you, oh you, he's sweetheart, his lovebird, his sweet cake, he was sure that you were going to come back to him as soon as you were out of arkham, he was sure! And he was waiting with his arms wide open. 

You would come back as fast as you could, hold him in your arms, kiss him, and oh… many other improper things would be done and he would be waiting for you with the biggest grin on his face.

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You were cold and wet but you didn't care anymore, you had to get to him as fast as you could, so, without your proper uniform or makeup you barged into his room by the window and stood for a few moments observing him from the ceiling before jumping down getting his attention.

“Jervis Darling!” You call out with your arms wide open.

“Y/N my love!” Jervis turned to you smiling and ran to your arms leaning up a little to kiss you deeply.

As he greeted you with the most lovable nicknames and kisses on your face you could not help but push him away a little.

“Oh my love how i've missed you! That cell was so cold, those doctors were so cruel… Only the memory of you was the only warm thing keeping me sane!” You kissed him all over his face. “But now darling, you have to answer some things…” You smirked and booped him on the nose.

“Oh darling not now, i’ve missed you so much…” He tries to kiss you but you turn your face.

“Baby, where is your Alice?”

“Oh that awful- No, she was not my Alice, she was just a fake. Can you believe that she left me!”

You frowned in an exaggerated manner.

“Oh darling… i am so sorry, especially after what you did to get her…”

“Oh…”  His face fell as he looked up at you carefully.

“Yes baby… I remember very well, do you remember?” You stood up taller over him. “I remember very very  well. I remember you leaving me all bruised and beaten because of a blond bimbo!” You screamed the last part clenching your fist.

Jervis backed towards a table trying to get away from you.

“I know darling, that was a mistake, i am so sorry-” He was cut by a punch in the face tha trew him to the ground. 

You stood over him. 

“Explain yourself.”

He looked up at you grabbing his hat.

“I swear baby! It wasn't my fault! You see-” He is cut off again by you kicking him in the gut making him clench his stomach and try to seem smaller.

“You had the courage to use your hattery on me! Me! How dare you try to control me!” You screamed at him before grabbing his hat and forcefully throwing it across the room. Jervis was on the verge of crying and without his hat he was desperate, he quickly tried to crawl over to his hat making little crying sounds. You stopped him by stepping on his knee.

“Was it worth it? Hm? Did she fucked you as good as i did? What? Did she have a pussy as wet as mine or something?”

“N-No! No darling! I swear to you darling! It was all a misunderstanding darling!” He kneeled on the ground in front of you grabbing into your wet arkham uniform in a pleading manner.

“Darling she betrayed me! She made her way into my bed and used me! She whispered sweet words to me and ran away! I swear to you darling, she made a fool out of me!” He hugged your knees. “It was all a sham. She made me do everything wrong to you. She seduced me when I was at my  most desperate and used my heart against me darling! I should have listened to you and just let her die at the pier… you were always so smart…”

You felt your heart swell up at his words. You had warned him that some Alices would try to betray him but he never believed you, you had a soft spot for him and that time it was working fast.

“Oh my darling… i knew she was nothing but a fake…” you kneeled down and held him against you. “She was nothing but a skank and I knew it! But you are so innocent and soft, you had no way of knowing…” You hugged him and kissed him all over his face.

“Oh my darling… I know, I know… you are always right…” He snuggled up at you for comfort. 

You frowned and crawled up to his hat on the ground and back at him and placed it into his head. “There my love, all done. I am sorry for hitting you, but I was so frustrated with you! You deserved it!”

“Yes… Yes love, i deserved it, i forgive you darling, as long as you kiss it better…” He smirked.

“Oh Jervy!” You kissed him with a smile.

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Pampering Jervis after a fight was something that brought so much comfort to you. The routine was simple: you made some tea and some fresh pastries, put on some Alice in Wonderland movie, the more obscure the better, and sat with him cuddling and kissing. There, it was simple and sweet, just like your Jervis…

As you took the tarts off the oven your kettle started to boil and you were quick to put on some of his favorite tea. It was the perfect night. Dark and raining, with the 1966 Alice in Wonderland  on tv and your love on the couch with a blanket sporting a fresh bruise on his cheek that had been kissed over and over again. You arranged everything perfectly on a silver tray and brought it all  to him with a smile.

You were wearing one of your old shirts you had left on his hideout some time ago and his eyes were all over you like you are one of the snacks on the tray.

“Come on my darling, drink and you will feel better…” You smiled down at him as he made way on the couch for you to sit down.

“Being in your presence is enough my love…” He arranged the covers over both of you and pulled you to a kiss before drinking his fresh tea.

You touched his cheek where the bruise was forming and frowned.

“I am so sorry for hurting you baby, you know I didn't mean it! I just got so angry…”

“Shh… No my darling. I understand, I should have listened to you darling… And I shouldn't have used the chip on you…” He whispered the last part.

“Yes, because?...”

“Because you didn't consent to it…” He mumbled

“Good boy! The lessons in consent are working, baby!” 

“Yes, yes, whatever…” He mumbled blushing and looking back at the tv.

You just kissed him softer all over his face smiling.

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To Lord Hypnos, dear and gentle God

I make sure to talk to him every night before I go to sleep and he comforts me every time.

And in exchange for his love I offer my devotion.

In exchange of his patience I offer my heart.

In exchange of his care i offer my very nature.

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🎩Carcará🎩

🎩Liam Crandle x OC🎩

A/N: Hello! This is just something i put toguether real quick. I have to confess that i never even watched Bat Woman, my father was watching and called me to see "The weird guy that i like" and i was in love! Liam is so cuteand him trying to act like Jervis was 😫😫 so i decided to pull this toguether real quick. Maybe i will write a secound chapter or something, but i will definetly write more of him. FYI this is my DC OC Black Swan but it can be read as an x reader if you have a word replacer.

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Liam's room was nothing less than a dreadful thing, much like his owner. You watched his sleep with a smirk, he was too comfortable for a boy who had just killed someone on live… As you looked around you set your eyes on that awful hat, your old friend and enemy. It sat on a bed stand uncovered and ready for someone to steal, how pathetic…

"I heard there was a new Mad Hatter in town… was not expecting a twink…" He startled awake looking around the room until his eyes focused on you. "A twink? Who are you calling a twink?" "You boy! Now get up and greet me properly!" he got up in a haste, still groggy and half asleep. "What do you want from me? Who are you?" You look around his room once again before motioning towards the hat. "You know, you shouldn't keep this thing uncovered like this. It talks to you in your sleep~" He rolls his eyes at you before turning to the hat. "What are you talking about? It doesn't talk." "Yet! It talked to Jervis and it will talk to you…" You sit on his bed and cross your legs, he could see that they were made of metal. "And how do you know that? Have you used it before?" "You could say that… two of us fighting for the attention of a man who was obsessed with another…" he hummed "Are you talking about Jervis Tetch or Alice?" you turn to look around his room "Jervis thought he loved her. Young thing, pretty young thing… stole his heart in a way I could only hope to do…" he turned to you thinking the best course of action was to play on your ego "She was beautiful, I don't blame Tetch for falling for her. Though, I do have to say, you're quite beautiful yourself." You smirk "Thank you darling. But this is in the past. He is there and I am here. And you…" you drift off. "And what about me, exactly?" you laugh. "You are new to this 'villain' thing aren't you?" He blushes looking away

"I could show you you know. Give you money, power, influence…" you got up towering above him "And what do you get out of this? There's no way you're doing this out of the goodness of your heart, now, are you?" You chuckle "No, no. Never. I need someone to use the hat. Someone that I can mold into whatever I want…" He raised an eyebrow weighing up whether this was a good idea, but he was definitely tempted by the amount of power and influence you promised.

"How exactly do you plan to 'mold' me into your vision, exactly?" "You want Alice don't you? Want her free, want her in your arms… I can give her to you." "How exactly do you plan on getting her for me? Do you know where she is? And how do you know that I want her?" he turned to sit on his bed looking up at you. "I saw your live stream. Is that what kids do these days? Scream their support for criminals at the top of their lungs? Back in my day you would be beaten up bloody for showing a preference…" He looked down, embarrassed, as he was reminded of his livestream.

"Well, times have changed, I suppose. Though, I still haven't got an answer to my question. How are you planning on getting Alice exactly?"

You humm "I don't need your help but you need mine. Without my influence you would be just another wannabe criminal that no one remembers the name…""And exactly what influence do you have? Who are you, exactly?" You laugh "Have they forgotten about me already? I used to run these streets, but that was a long time ago…" His eyes widen with recognition "Wait a second… Are you… Black Swan?" He asked, though the excitement was clear in his tone.

You laugh, grabbing his cheeks and bringing him closer to you "Aren't you cute… pretty, funny and dumb. How I love it!" He blushed "Dumb, huh? Is that your way of saying I'm gullible and easy to manipulate?"

"Obviously darling! Now let me tell you a story…" you sit in front of him in a chair you found, you wondered why he had a cuck chair, how cute! "The Penguin had a lot of sugar babies, but I was his favorite! Little birdy, he called me… how I hated him. I used to be a ballerina, you know? When I was pretty and young, he took that away from me…" You motion to both of your prosthetic legs "so he had to go." He couldn't help but feel sorry for you as he saw your prosthetic legs.

"He's the one who… did that to you?" "Chop chop! Like they belonged to him. So I chop, chop, chop and off with his head!" You laugh. He tried to imagine what it must have looked like when you chopped off his head, trying to picture it clearly, before laughing with you.

"I can't say I feel sorry for him. He probably deserved it, and then some, if I'm honest." "Umm good boy.." You pet your unruly hair "now they call me Carcará. An eagle that killed the penguin! But before Oswald there was Jervis, there was always Jervis… my dear, my love for life… but he betrayed me. He didn't love me… oh poor me… so he had to go too. Arkaham is a good place for him I think…"

"And what about me? Are you sure I won't betray you?" "Because you will be different or I will have to chop, chop, chop…" You made scissor motion at him giggling.

He blushed and immediately recoiled, he knew you were serious, much little was known about the Penguin's death but he didn't really doubt you had done it. "I-I have no intentions of betraying you! I'll be good, I promise." "Hmm that's a good boy~" you kiss the top of his head "Now I have a few rules darling. You will call me either ma'am or mommy, no in between got it?" "Wait what, ma'am or… mommy? You want me to call you that?" He asked, a bit flustered. "Did I stutter?" You raise an eyebrow. He shook his head, realizing he didn't have much choice in obeying you, he had to accept your rules, no matter how embarrassing it may be.

"N-No ma'am, you didn't stutter. Sorry." "That's my boy! Now you won't leave my sight until I tell you to, got it? You will do whatever I ask of you, no questions." he nodded obediently, understanding that he was now completely under your control.

"Yes, ma'am. I won't leave your sight, and I'll do whatever you ask. No questions asked." "That's good… now come, get dressed in your best clothes, and don't forget the hat." You pull him to stand and sit down on his bed again crossing your legs. He blushed. "Are you just going to watch?" You raise an eyebrow "Ma'am…" he shyly added. "Of course! When you are in this line of business you need to just forget your shame darling." He turned and started to get dressed "Why do I need to get dressed up so nicely? Where are we going?"

"My club darling!"

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👑 AS THE GODS DEMANDED 👑

Chapter 4

👑Baldwin iv x Reader 👑

A/N: Hello! Sorry for not posting regularly but i lost my entire file of fanfic and i am trying to re write everything. I am also working on my first book and that has been a chalange for sure... Also i am not good with romance so.... Enjoy!

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The next morning you were expected to eat with your husband so you did. It was an awkward affair. Both of you ate in silence, no one wanting to upset the other. The gaping hole in your chest was obvious throughout the day even though you would have liked to think that you were hiding it very well.

The spirits were pleased that day, as your advisor had said. He had secretly kept the religion of your ancestors, the one that had been persecuted by the christians when they came to your land. This marriage was supposed to be a dedication to the Christian faith and abandonment of your “hedonistic” ways. You thought your old faith was beautiful, perfect even, but not worth it being burned at a stake for…

You couldn't deny the feeling of hurt towards the whole of Jerusalem, no matter how much you loved your husband. You were taken without a choice from the lap of your mother to a strange land with costumes beyond your comprehension in the middle of a war and you somehow had to help govern this whole country? Yeah… you were lost.

You longed for the comfort of home, for the sweet embrace of your mother, the playful antics of your brothers, even for the strict discipline of your tutors. But that was all gone. You were a queen now. No more sneaking out to play swords with your brother, no more small crushes on altar boys during mass, no more… everything.

The life of a queen is a simple one. A good one. A life of beauty and respect. You were not fit to be a queen.

The hems of your skirts were longing to be dirty once again, the locks of your hair were begging to be free and the words on your mouth were ready to fly. But you couldn't. Not anymore.

As you stared into the mirror you could not help but notice how much you had grown in this past few years. It had been a while since your first monthly but sometimes you felt like that young girl. Inexperienced. Well, that was then and this is now! No need to cry and try to fight the fates for something that would eventually happen. So just keep your head up and go with it! Right?…

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To talk to the king one needed to go through the proper channels you assumed. It had been a while since you talked to a king so you made the proper request, and he answered right away.

“Come in my queen. In what way may I satisfy you?” Baldwin said the moment you entered and did a small curtsy as a greeting. “My lord husband, i wished to be alone with you for a moment…” you hesitantly asked. He simply nodded and motioned to a chair.

“Do you love me my king?” Baldwin’s eyes widened “My lady, love is a strong and powerful word. It is a hard question to ask anyone…” “So no?” “Maybe one day we can come to love each other.” Baldwin’s eyes were fixed on yours, a strange sadness in his pupils.

Ever since his disease was discovered the only thought of his was love. Did his mother love him even with his condition? How can his sister love someone like him? What kind of person would love a leper? When his bones did not support his body or the skin on his face had rotten away, who would love him then?

When his man had proposed an arranged marriage his heart closed. How are such good men willing to let a poor woman suffer like this? With what goal? Some land and title? Any poor maiden put through this shall be damned for sure. But he had no choice on the matter. It was already decided for him. That is how things seem to be these days. Ever since he reached his 20’s they thought him too frail to think.

When the proposals were sent to neighboring countries one standed out. A small kingdom with pagan roots and the most beautiful princess he had ever seen. Her painting was done by a french painter with skillful hands and an ego so large that fitted his art perfectly. Her hair was beautiful. And her eyes… That is what he had first noticed. The painting was facing straight ahead, looking deep within his eyes. He was immediately drawn to her.

As soon as her response was delivered he felt his heart burn. Of course she would deny. But to his surprise her positive response was delivered. Her father had delivered a deep letter swearing allegiance to Jerusalem and the cristian faith by swearing his only daughter to a marriage. His heart ached. How can a man be so cruel and despicable to swear his only daughter to marriage with someone like him? His desire was only to entertain his court by accepting this marriage and then dying before the poor woman arrived there.

But the faiths had other plans for him.

When he saw you across that throne room he froze. Your beauty was… greater than any french painter could ever conjure with a paint brush. His eyes were wide and his cheeks were flushed, and for once he was glad that he wore a mask.

He also felt a huge wave of sadness overcome him. How dare he, a leper, take such a precious flower away from nature? Who did he think he was? The next day he was distraught, it was supposed to be the best day of his short life. His wedding day. As the doctors addressed his wounds he found himself whimpering, but not of pain, he was too far off to do that, but of sadness, raw and powerful sadness the kind that eats you up from the inside and leaves no trace of a happy ending. But he did not cry for himself or for you, no, he cried for the future that was far lost.

But this day, as you sat in front of him in a blue gown and white pearls he couldn't help but feel a sense of selfishness that he got to have you all to himself, a small sense of happiness in his hard and hurtful life.

“I came to talk.” You said after a moment. “Please my queen, feel free to speak to me however you want.” And so you talked. You looked outside to the peacocks and words just started to spill out. Sentences spilled out like wine making tears run down your face. You told him everything, from your fears and frustrations about this marriage, your doubts and confirmations that made you look so vulnerable in his eyes but you couldn't care less. As he looked deep into your tear stricken face and his heart broke in pieces. Not his queen, not his promised love, not here, not now…

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Lord Hermaphroditus, beauty between the Gods,

Please hear my plea and guide us trans people towards a happier life.

Be with us during our hard times and bring us comfort.

You who is warm and kind, be the joy in those trying times.

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Hail Lord Hephaestus! God of volcanos, crafts and disabilities!

May my art honor you my lord! And may you give me inspiration to create much more!

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Just me rambling for a bit...

💞I JUST PRAYED FOR THE FIST TIME IN WEEKS💞

Its been weeks since ive found the will to pray or even interact with my altars but today was the day!

ive clened and finally offered the shells i found on the beach 3 weeks ago and ive never felt so good!

I feel a weight was lifted off of me and all my wories and troubles have gone away.

I feel so guilty for not having prayed for so long and i asked for forgiveness to the gods and i felt a good felling after so i think that they had forgiven me.

i usually have a set of prayers i do and i just added Lord Thanatos to my prayers and i feel like he will be a light in the tunnel for me. I hope he will help me realize that i still have a long way to go and that my time is not now. And i will like to also ask for guidence in dealing with the eventual grief i will feel for my beloved elderly dog (Even tho she is just 10yo, im just ansious like that...)

I've been getting a lot of posts on my fy that said that the Gods loved me and that they were not mad at me and i think that that has come in the right time and wanted to thank everyone that makes posts like this on any platform.

Anyway,, this is just some rambling i felt the need to share in case you are going through the same thing. Just know that the Gods love you so much and that they are not mad at you!

[ysomtt]

Kind lords Thanatos and Hypnos, Twins of night and gracious healers, forgive me for reaching out when I have nothing to give, but please accompany me and calm by heart and tremors, guide me and help me power through today's hours. Please, hold my heart and help me through this anxiety, for to me, you are the soothing thoughts bringing me down from my wild thoughts.

With this prayer I wrote in a hurry, please give me and all other peace of mind and a calm from the chaos. Guide us through dark days. For you, kind lords, are final peace.

[ysomtt]

He is just a little bug guy😭😭