#You... can't tell me this isn't transmasc as fuck

[galactichelium]

<- Wants to draw things that cater towards him specifically

#Hear me out. Transmasc Latula and transfem Mituna #I personally feel like their characters are inherently improved by doing this and no I am not kidding #These are bland trope characters that are made less trope-y by transing their gender. And in a very realistic way too #Like. The gamer girl who hides behind a 90s-style ''radical'' attitude of which is canonically a facade #Who also struggles w her femininity. Feeling the need to assert how ''girls can play games too'' being the biggest example of this #(Of which I feel like is definitely her using her 90s ''radical'' facade to express some real feelings regarding insecurity in her gender) #You... can't tell me this isn't transmasc as fuck #(AIso obligated to mention how she's a knight and how both other knights are transmasc as fuck as well) #I have less to put into words for Mituna it's mostly vibes but. #While it's less essential to his character he still does have lots of themes of being a ''game bro'' seemingly to contrast Latula #And I just feel like he would make a perfect gamer trans girl Redditor. At least after he stops using 4chan lmfao #Iron text

[thatonebabybat]

Being Masc & Goth

This blog usually isn't fashion-focused, but I was thinking about alt fashion and how it's sometimes a struggle to figure out how to style things in a masc way if you're interested in darkalt fashion, but you don't want to go too casual or basic with it. So I thought I'd throw together some tips, link some DIYs, and maybe throw in a few moodboards. I want to preface this with one thing: You do NOT have to adhere to traditional gender roles. Fuck anyone who tells you that you do. If you're a guy and you want to get into alt fashion don't let anyone tell you that you can't pull off a skirt or a dress or a strappy top. Literally the whole point of being alt is Doing Whatever The Hell You Want Forever. However, not everyone feels comfortable in that (I made this post because I'm transmasc and sometimes the long gothic dresses make me dysphoric), and not everyone is safe to do that ( as much as it sucks ass, if you live in a conservative area sometimes it can be genuinely dangerous for guys to wear makeup and dresses in public, and your safety should always come first), so I thought I'd lay out some tips on how to dress alt and masc from my own experience. I'm still learning so feel free to leave your own advice in the replies or reblogs! General Styling Tips: - Jackets. Jackets, jackets, jackets. Something about a big jacket always seems to give an outfit a more masc energy, and adding a cool jacket to an outfit can be a great way to elevate it and add some extra visual interest. I like black blazers, leather jackets, and black denim jackets in particular, but vests (formal menswear ones or more casual denim or leather ones) can work well too, especially in hot weather. - Any basic black pair of jeans will look 100x more alt if you loosely attach some chains to the pockets or belt loops. Also, pants with wider legs tend to look more masc than tighter fits. not sure why. Slacks can also be a really good and underrated option. - If you want to find good headwear, cool sunglasses have never failed me. You may be able to take some inspiration from Ouji fashion as well, but that's just my personal taste. - If you have a basic piece around, you can add pins, patches, safety pins, etc for a more casual look, or if you're going for something more formal, trims and lace details and embroidery can really add interest and elegance to it. (if you can't sew, you can order iron-on embroidered patches online or find them in craft stores that'll do the trick just fine.) This can take your pair of slacks or plain black blazer and turn it into a piece of formal gothic menswear you can make a staple of your wardrobe. - Find inspiration in your favorite goth artists. There's a lot of really cool goth music out there and a lot of those bands get really innovative with their looks! Figure out what you like about their style and try incorporating a few things in, it's fun! - If you have an alt wardrobe already but it just seems like something's missing or it could use some interest, try switching up the silhouettes or adding an extra layer! Seriously, don't be scared of playing with textures and sleeve shapes! I see a lot of dudes who just wear a band tee and a pair of jeans all the time, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with that, that can be a great look! But I think a lot of dudes just genuinely think that that's their only option and that everything else just "wasn't made for them" and that makes me a little sad. shred up some shirts and layer them, wear some bell sleeves, throw some extra safety pins or studs on, have fun! No one said masc fashion couldn't be fun. Unisex/Masc DIY Videos I Found:

... And Some Inspiration!

[These are all goth music artists, I wrote the band/artist names in small text on the images that were not already watermarked for those who are curious]

#goth #goth music #gothic #gothgoth #goth subculture #gothblr #goth aesthetic #gothcore #gothic rock #goth rock #darkwave #deathrock #postpunk #post-punk #post punk #90s goth #trad goth #gothic style #romantic goth #goth fashion #goth style #goth makeup #goth outfit #goth goth #goth masc #goth guy #goth guys #goth men #goth bands #goth band

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for making a joke about my sex life to a student? 😏🐓 Nsfw text obv i know the title sounds bad but please read everything

I (Transmasc, 25) work on a school, very open as being gay, pride pins and it all, not as a teacher but I take care of computers, textbooks and the library. The younger folk seem to like me, but it's in high school folks things get ugly. Most just don't care about me, which I can't judge, being a teen sucks. Some hate me for telling them to go back to class. The ones that like me (mostly queer/autistic folk) like me for real.

There's this one boy (he's either 16 or 17 so he's NOT a kid) that always makes fun of me, is always skipping classes, is mean to everyone, implied a old teacher she should be better off dead, bothers everyone, talk loudly and complains about everything on his sight.

And he is. Very bigoted. I saw him more than once hurting the girls he studies with (slapping/punching) and caling the whores and more, telling them to suck him off, ride his dick, gag on his cock, etc, saying very hurtful things on gay men/anyone he deemed gay, and principal can only call his parents so many times before the parents stop showing and taking the concerns seriously. This is an ongoing issue since 6th grade, as far as I know. He hates my guts since I've called the principal on him more than once for going off on me telling me to fuck myself for asking him to go back to class.

My main strategy with him is ignoring him and the second one is answering as I don't understand him. Perks of being autistic I guess, being able to do this with a straight face. So: he calls me a chicken, I tell him they're my favorite farm animal, how did he guess? They're so amazing and cute. He tells me the lunch is gross, I say they can buy their lunch to bring if they want to, school food isn't that good (not true, the school food is amazing. Most students eat more than one plate). The computers are too slow, I ask him to please be patient cause they're old men that don't like to work, be nice to them :(. Guy says that the classes sucks, I tell him that the complaint box is at (governor's address) but yea they suck but at least he has only one year left.

This is where I might be the asshole, because I hurt myself going up and down a chair to organize some textbooks and I already have severe hip/knee pain so this only made me hurt worse so I am already pretty grumpy. A teacher asks for a banner of a periodic table and I have to find the table and go up a chair to hang it, and in the process, I let out a moan of pain becaude my knees dream of my downfall, and the teacher asks me if I am okay, so I tell yea, my hips and knees just hurt like a bitch. And this one student tells me "why, are you beaten up from taking cock in your ass?" And I breath deeply and answer "If it was from fucking I would be damn happy, but it's only from working. Anyways teacher here you go (with the periodic table)" and the teacher looks me with a surprised expression and all the class is silent and uncomfortable so I just left. Now the student can't look in my eyes but at least they're not talking to me anymore and the teacher hasn't said anything. AITA?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[wof-reworked]

ok I can't stop thinking about the jade winglet, here's my gender hcs for all of them

Moonwatcher - she/they (nonbinary)

I feel like this is fun bc rn (in canon) her gender is just "anxiety" but like,,, one day in the future she gets to actually play around with it

like she captures a very specific type of person I've met who you go "oh I mean I know she's gay but she's probably cis..." and then you have like one real convo and find out they're like not only nonbinary but better at it then you

I think she should get to be butch when she's older. I think she deserves being a) massive compared to her two twink boyfriends and b) gnc as shit

Kinkajou- any/all (genderfluid +transfem)

Kinkajou strikes me as being like. totally ambivalent to gender. Kinkajou changes her pronouns based on how the fruit he ate for breakfast makes him feel. Kinkajou is better than you

I think she was like staunchly using she/her for a while bc it just felt right and like changes pronouns situationally- Rainwing village is she/her, Jade Academy is any/all, close friends it varies, etc etc

Qibli- he/they (transmasc)

Qibli's just always kind of known who he is, and has been like. pretty contentedly in his corner for a while. I think it's like- a pillar of stability for him of like "at least I know I'm (x)"

Proximity to Moonwatcher puts the they/them in there bc I think it's nice when ppl get more comfortable so they start branching out a lil bit :> Qibli has like. guy who says "he/they" because he doesn't mind they/them and wants his friends to feel supported y'know

Winter- he/him (cis + gnc)

Look I feel bad making him one of like. two cis ppl at JMA but like I think it's funny if he's cis but inflicts a status effect of gender envy on every trans person in his proximity

guy who does makeup flawlessly because "it's fun" and decimates your sense of identity as you wonder why the fuck god gave these gifts to a man

extra funny for the fact that as a dragonet he gets offended by the implication he's pretty. he gets over it eventually I think

Turtle- she/her or he/she/they (transwoman/trans)

See here. Otherwise I think she's like trans and this could go in like. any fucking direction ngl

transmasc turtle??? hell yeah !!! transfem turtle??? hell yeah !!! gender is whatever Turtle has going on and god knows if she knows it

last egg to crack bc Turtle is immune to self reflection that isn't anxiety and self loathing

"Haha everyone hates how other people refer to them and their gender what do you mean? :)" (entire jade winglet: cringing with worry)

Umber- he/him (cis)

cis and a lil insecure about it but like. he's just nice :)

he's like experimented with pronouns and gender and found none of them really stuck so like. cis+. cis (extended dlc). you know what I mean I hope

gonna be honest I'm lost for him bc I genuinely forget he was there bc he peaced out so fast. justice for my boy I want to know more !!!!!

I could be persuaded for transman Umber ngl,,, it tempts me,,,,,,

Peril- she/her (trans woman)

On one hand I'm torn bc I think it almost doesn't make sense for her backstory BUT ON THE OTHER HAND the idea of Scarlet being supportive of Peril's identity and LITERALLY NOTHING ELSE is hysterical to me

though actually if we wanna get sad,,,, that 100% could be a manipulation tactic of Scarlet. "see I love you I even accept you" etc etc. now I just feel bad man

Peril's also in the same camp of Qibli of knowing this abt herself since she could think and being happy in it. She knows what she's about

BONUS:

Carnelian- she/they/he (transmasc)

Look butch can be a gender and sometimes you're a mean butch skywing idk what to tell you

wish she stayed alive bc her and Moon could've been legendary together. girl who will kill for you vs girl who desperately wants you to do anything else please we talked about this you can't solve your problems with murder

I think Carnelian's true gender is Skywing Patriot and idk how to put that in hc form but this is as best I've got

#wings of fire #wof headcanons #wof reworked #this is canon 2 me so it goes in the tag ok #qibli wof #winter wof #moonwatcher wof #turtle wof #kinkajou wof #peril wof #carnelian wof #umber wof

[sp0o0kylights]

ooo and 5 please! who's saying fuck no about what??

This waaaas a werewolf oneshot I was playing with, separate from Hungry. It features a transmasc Gareth, protective Eddie and Steve, and a personal favorite, Secret Berserker Jonathan Byers.

This was another oneshot that is made entirely of various scenes, so I wrote a quick introduction here to it. It wouldn't make a lick of sense otherwise lol.

(Similar to Hungry, we're playing with dominant/submissive werewolves. Think Patricia Briggs and Ilona Andrews & how they run their werewolf stories based on super outdated but very fun concepts of real wolf packs lol. I have my own little modern twist on them, but there's a difference between a social work/school friend group "pack" and a Wolf Pack TM. )

Snippet

Hellfire won't be out for another few minutes, but neither Steve or Jonathan talk much as they wait. 

It's a peaceful kind of silence they share, particularly between two people who aren't friends, but ended up as family anyway. 

Which is why both startle hard when the doors to the school slam open. 

One of Munson's wolves storms out, looking over his shoulder instead of ahead. "What part of fuck no don't you get!?" 

"Come on." Wheedles another voice, and Steve and Jonathan both watch as a sandy haired boy in a letterman jacket pursues the first.

Slowly, casually, and with the air of a predator.  

"Don't fight it so hard, baby!" The harassing party coos, in a smug mimic of Danny Zuko. 

"Do not call me that." Munson's wolf--Steve can't recall his name but he thinks it starts with a G-- whirls around.

The guy seems to be made of both fury and anxiety, backing away even as he spits and snarls--though his actual emotions are hard to get a read on given he's drenched himself in scent-neutralizing cologne.

(Steve almost sneezes when he scents it, but manages to keep himself together.)

The Hellfire kid's putting up a fight, but its clear from the way he holds himself that he’s a more submissive wolf--and a bad match to the dominate one chasing him. 

Jonathan tosses a glance at Steve. 

"I'll call you whatever I like." His pursuer tells him, a smile unfurling on his face. "Especially after I make you my bitch." 

Steve shoves off the car the same time Jonathan does, but he ends up being the first to the scene, surging forward to step in-between the two.

Hardened battle buddy he is, Jonathan takes this as his cue to fall in behind him, sticking near Munson's wolf. 

"Andy." Steve identifies, voice cold. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" 

"Harrington?" Andy replies, thrown off his target and showing it. "What are you doing here?"

"Putting you in your place, apparently."

Andy's head snaps back, eyes narrowing in mounting rage.

"Excuse me?" 

Steve cocks his hip, hands on his hips.

"Not until you swear off hunting down submissive wolves, you fucking walnut." 

"That isn't what this is, Harrington. Mind your business." 

He makes to go around Steve, and finds the older wolf won't let him. 

"I told you to back off." And the voice Steve speaks with then, is different. 

Weighted.

Steve's wolf is the dominant party here, and he's making Andy feel it. 

Andy growls at him, an inhuman sound, eyes darting from Steve, to Jonathan and back.

He's outgunned and he knows it.

Tension grips them all as Andy meets Steve's eyes in challenge, before clearly thinking better of it.

He drops his head, stepping back.

"Fine. But I'm not giving up, Grace. We're doing this, sooner or later." 

"My name is Gareth." Munson’s wolf snaps, and Steve knows Jonathan will hold him back if he tries to escalate things, 

Submissive has never meant unable to fight, after all. 

Steve keeps an eye on Andy as he retreats another step, and it's all too clear he wants a parting shot.

"Now we both know that's not true." He says, and Gareth hisses like a kettle, fury emitting off him in choked waves. 

Steve clears his throat in warning--he's done playing here, and no matter how much he hates fighting, his wolf has no such qualms.

Andy's eyes dart to him once more, before he whirls around on a heel and storms back through the school doors.

Right in time to plow through the rest of Hellfire.

"Get out of my way, freaks." Andy spits, shoving his way through. 

Will yelps in surprise, caught off guard and off balance, falling back into the lockers with a crash.

His head smashes against metal and he slumps for a moment, stunned.

Mike and Dustin both turn to shout at Andy, Lucas slotting himself to Will's side and trying to get a look at his head.

Behind Steve, Jonathan's eyes go dark.

Munson and Gareth both choke as power floods the parking lot, bloodlust pouring off the elder Byers in waves.

He knifes forward, past Steve, hands blurring in a slurry of shifting muscles and bone until his fingers elongate into sharp, wicked claws. 

It's a controlled change, a feat very few can accomplish--and a deadly one, given Jonathan's reacting out of instinct than anything else.

"Jon." Steve calls, power ringing out from his voice.

(Can see, from the corner of his eye how even Munson, the second most dominant wolf present, flinches from it in surprise.

Steve isn't. He might be a trash fighter, too worried about preventing injuries to inflict them, but his wolf doesn't share the same sentiments.

It's not a disconnect. Rather, it's an agreement he has, with his wolf half, and it serves them very well.)

Jonathan freezes, and it's immediately clear by how tense his muscles are that he's not doing it on his own.

That Steve's using his position in the Pack to hold him, magic and Pack bonds pulsing between the two.

"Steve." Jonathan warns, all too calmly. 

Steve's wolf doesn't rise to the challenge. Doesn't consider it a challenge, even if most wolves would. 

Amber pours into Steve's pupils, the mark of the two halves of a werewolf blending themselves together.

Just as Jonathan did.  

"Check on the kids." Steve and his wolf say together.

 Jonathan's face twist in a snarl as his body shudders under the command.

"Fine." He says after a beat, and Steve's Pack magic releases its hold.

Jonathan's hands twist again, bloodlust fading from his scent, frantic energy draining from the air like a hole punched into an inflatable pool. 

"I'm fine." Will calls out to him, and Steve eases himself back into his own natural state, the threat of Jonathan murdering Andy neutralized. 

He turns to check back in on Gareth, and finds the younger wolf has pressed his face hard into Munson's shoulder. 

"He okay?" Steve asks.

It's redundant because of course Gareth’s not okay--but that's not the question he's really asking.

What he's asking, is if Eddie has Gareth.

Steve has never quite been sure of Munson’s pack status--he knows some clubs and friendships are closer than others, and many can act similar to how Steve’s own capital P Pack does. 

Knows through the kids that Munson runs his group more similar to a proper pack than your normal little high school friend group.

That does not mean Gareth will get the care he needs right now, hunted down like he had been.

"Yeah." Eddie says, understanding relayed in a nod. He turns his gaze to the right of Steve's face, the polite thing to do when two dominant wolves to interact. "Harrington, we need to talk." 

It's in a tone that'd normally have Steve's hackles up, but given what's happened, Steve soothes down his wolf.

Follows when Eddie gently pulls away from Gareth, handing him over to a teen Steve is pretty sure is named Jeff before edging Steve away from the crowd. 

"Can you tell me what Andy said to him?" Munson asks, and his tone is odd.

Off slightly, like he's trying hard to be extra careful. 

Steve chooses not to read into it. 

"He called him names. Bitch and baby. Said Gareth shouldn't fight him so hard." 

Eddie stares at him then, eyes burning into Steve's own, and Steve's wolf itches under his skin at the audacity of it. 

"Anything else?" Eddie demands. 

"He said he wasn't hunting, that it wasn't what it was." 

Munson frowns. "No, did he call Gareth anything else?" 

Steve's dropped the polite urge to keep his eyes averted, now staring dead into Munson's eyes, unable to ignore the direct challenge offered in it.

"He called him Grace, but I figured that was just another insult."

Steve’s voice is clipped. He’s not eager for a fight, particularly not against the guy the kids won’t shut up about, but his wolf is already closer to the surface than it usually is.

Munson stares at him for a moment longer.

"Think you and Johnny boy over there can keep that last bit to yourselves?" 

It's too much like a command, a threat of force in Eddie's voice that's backed by hints of his own wolf shoving forward.

The Steve of old would have been downright violent when faced with that. 

The Steve of now, the one who'd gone three rounds with the Upside Down; who sat drugged out of his mind in a bathroom while Robin confessed to liking Tammy Thompson and then looked at him like he might kill her for it, keeps himself in place as he looks Munson over. 

He’s not imaging it, there is a challenge there--but Steve pauses to think about what he’s being challenged over before he responds. 

How Munson isn't so much focused on Andy, as he is on the name he'd called Gareth.

His eyes flick over to find the younger wolf staring right at them. 

The guy’s arms are wrapped tightly around the middle, a poorly hidden tremble rolling through his body.

Steve hadn't taken Andy's words at face value but Eddie’s request reframed things in his head, and he’s silent as he works out why, exactly Gareth's name matters so much. 

No wonder the kid had drowned himself in that awful, scent neutralizing cologne. 

"Yeah. I'll make that happen." Steve agrees, his words heavy with promise. 

"Thanks." Eddie inclines his head. 

#werewolf au #tw dead naming #transmasc Gareth #eddie munson #steven harrington #protective steve harrington #protective jonathan byers #thems their kids how very dare you #0o0 fanfics #tw warning in that Andy is very clearly pursuing Gary here for bad intentions and while I dont think it comes through as much its that #thing where a guy has something over you and is using threat of force to get it--the threat here being that he'd out Gareth as trans #and generally doesnt see gareth AS trans #oh yeah #protective eddie munson #lol #homie sees Steve fucking pull Jonathan out of a berserker rage with four words and still squares up

[starryeyedjanai]

the drug in me is you

kinktober prompt: breeding | 1.4k | explicit my kinktober masterlist link

read on ao3

Summary: The fact that he knows people have looped through the line multiple times, that they haven't gotten their fill yet, haven't gotten enough of him - it’s addicting, this feeling. or, free use eddie and a breeding bench tags: breeding kink, breeding bench, transmasc eddie, vaginal sex, anal sex, blowjobs, creampie, steve is a lil mean, mention of eddie/others

Eddie's cunt is dripping onto the floor beneath him and he can't even bring himself to feel bad about it.

He feels so stretched out, sloppy from all the dicks he's taken tonight. There's more come splattered on his body and the floor than he's been able to keep inside him.

He feels out of his mind. The more people that use him, the more out of his mind he feels.

The fact that he knows people have looped through the line multiple times, that they haven't gotten their fill yet, haven't gotten enough of him - it’s addicting, this feeling.

He's sore and tired and he's come more times than he can count, but it feels so good - feeling wanted. All these people want him and he can't get enough of it.

Strapped to this bench is the closest he feels to being owned, to being someone's. Because tonight, he belongs to everyone here. He's theirs.

They're taking such good care of him, some of them fucking him good and deep and slow, some of them fucking him with short, choppy strokes, rutting right up against his g-spot over and over again, making him come, making him squirt all over the floor beneath him.

They treat his body right, making him feel so much fucking pleasure that his eyes keep rolling back as their dicks make a home inside his body.

They keep stuffing him full, fucking their come into his cunt or his ass, but he can't even clench down to try and keep any of it inside him anymore. It just slides out and onto the filthy floor, but god does he wish he could keep it all in him.

Someone slides behind him after a brief break where someone cupped his neck and lifted a bottle of water to his mouth and made him drink to keep hydrated - a small reprieve where he missed having someone inside him. He's glad they're starting up again.

Hands run up and down his back and he shivers, his lax body lighting up under the light pressure of someone's fingertips on him.

They drape themselves over him, probably getting themselves messy with the amount of come that's dried - some of it still drying - on his back.

Soft lips press against his shoulder and he knows it's Steve. He's already had him in his mouth once tonight, but he hasn't had his cock inside either of his other holes yet - at least, he doesn't remember it happening.

There were a few times where he felt like he whited out, that all the noise around him faded away, the hands on him and the cocks in him even more anonymous than before.

Even with the blindfold on, he can mostly tell who's fucking him. The way they fuck him or the length of their cock or the way they touch him or the way they smell giving away their identity unless it's a new person he hasn't had when he isn't strapped to the breeding bench.

He remembers Steve's cock in his mouth, sliding into his throat as Jeff bullied his cock into Eddie's ass, the first to use that hole tonight. Feeling his guts get rearranged while Steve fucked into his mouth steadily had him clenching his cunt hard around nothing, feeling the slick and come drip out as the cock inside him pushed him closer and closer to the edge.

That plus the weight of Steve in his mouth, the feeling of him pushing into his throat - the way his body knows how to open up for the dicks that bully their way inside - had him coming the second Jeff touched his dick, flicking it roughly with his middle finger as he slammed into his ass.

"Hi sweet thing," he hears Steve whisper and he whimpers, trying and failing to strain up towards his body heat.

"Stevie," he says, feeling like his tongue is too thick in his mouth. He's so glad it's him. He missed him. In a sea of cocks and straps, his body still craves Steve's touch, still craves Steve inside him.

"You're doing so well tonight," he says in his ear before kissing the crook of his neck, making him shiver. "What hole do you want me in? Your choice."

He whines, feeling Steve's hard cock pressed against him.

"Cunt," he gasps. "Want you to breed me."

"Of course you do," Steve laughs, slapping his ass lightly as he lines himself up.

Eddie nearly sobs when Steve notches his cock up against his loose hole and pushes inside. He can feel the come getting fucked out of him as Steve starts up a rhythm, fucking into his cunt, the liquid coating the hairs of Eddie's pubes and running down his thighs.

Steve's still leaned over him, bracing his hands on either side of Eddie's head, humping into him immediately like he's been waiting for this all night. He probably has.

He's been patiently waiting for everyone to take their turns with him, get him all strung out and sensitive and floating.

He's been waiting patiently as this barrage of men fucked and came in his boyfriend's cunt and ass and mouth, so he deserves to fuck him however he wants.

Steve loves fucking his holes once they're nice and sloppy, dripping wet with everyone else's come, his ass gaping and his cunt red and stretched and ruined - Eddie's going to be feeling this for days.

He tries to clench his cunt, but the muscles don't want to cooperate. He lets out a frustrated huff and Steve laughs in his ear.

"I feel you trying to clench, baby. Trying to make it nice and tight for me, but you can't, huh? Too fucked out from everyone's cocks to make it good for me."

Eddie's cried a few times tonight from the overstimulation, from being made to come over and over, so his blindfold is already wet as new tears start to seep out from his eyes, as he starts to sob.

"That's okay," Steve says, fucking in roughly. "I'll still come in your sloppy hole. Maybe next time we can figure out how to get two cocks in your cunt with you like this. I think that's the only way for it to feel tight again."

Eddie's tensing up at his words and coming, his cunt clenching weakly as he hiccups through it.

"For now, though, this'll do," he says, fingers edging up against the lips of his cunt. He pushes two fingers inside his cunt alongside his cock and Eddie wails. Too much, too much, too much with his cunt still clenching through his orgasm.

He's crying out as Steve fucks in roughly, two fingers hooked inside.

He's shaking as Steve groans in his ear, biting at his shoulder harshly, adding to the many hickeys and bruises that litter his body.

Steve's hips come to a still, his cock twitching inside him as he puts another load of come in Eddie's cunt.

Eddie's still shaking when Steve removed his fingers, fucking his cock in and out a few more times, come getting fucked out as he pushes in. He pulls his cock out after a minute and Eddie can feel the globs of come dripping out of him.

"It's all leaking out," Eddie whines, more tears seeping through his blindfold.

"That's okay, sweetheart" Steve says, running his fingers through the mess and pushing some of it back inside. "We all fucked our come deep enough that it'll take. We bred you good and deep tonight."

His fingers press down on Eddie's g-spot as he says it and Eddie cries out, unable to do anything but take it as Steve fucks his fingers in fast and hard.

He feels it building, feels his core tighten, and he can't stop the tremor that runs through him as he comes again, the sound of his squirt juice hitting the floor wet and loud. His cunt quivers around Steve's thick fingers, clenching as he rolls through the waves of it.

He's crying still, overwhelmed and overstimulated, as Steve pulls his fingers free and wipes them off on Eddie's thigh.

Steve leans over him once again and presses his mouth to Eddie's shoulder, to the bite mark he made earlier.

He whispers, "I'll see you again in a little while. Party's winding down."

Eddie whines as he feels Steve lift himself up, off to do whatever it is he does at these parties.

Someone else slides into the place Steve just occupied and presses inside his ass, another person cupping his jaw, coaxing it open so they can slide inside too.

Hands grab his hips and stroke through his hair and he's never felt better in his life.

#steddie #steddie fic #eddie munson #steve harrington #stranger things #transmasc eddie munson #st fic #st ficlet #steddie ficlet #steve x eddie #janai.doc

[soupbabe]

Live Action One Piece Characters Seeing Transmasc! Reader's Packer Falling Out

Featuring: Luffy, Nami, Buggy, Usopp

These are mostly just joke headcanons, but I've been thinking about it nonetheless. Trying to do a different format for scenarios like this, any feedback would be appreciated!

Warning: this is so stupid + it gets weird and suggestive in Buggy's section

The day you wanted to wear shorts was the day Luffy wanted to play tag around the Going Merry. Usually you'd politely decline, as when your captain wants to run around the ship, it gets intense. People get tripped over, belongings break, and dents get put into the walls. But this time Luffy stared directly at you with his big, brown, puppy dog eyes as he asked once more. "Please Y/n? I even got Nami to play, it won't be fun without you!"

His smile grew ever so mischievous as you caved in and agreed to his little game...

Monkey D. Luffy

- When he caught you, he practically tackled you to the ground (arms stretched around your body and head, as to soften the blow)

- And to your embarrassment, your homemade packer slipped out of your boxers and fell out of your pant leg

- While not the most detailed packer to exist, you certainly didn't think it was vague enough for Luffy to get up and fetch it for you

- "Hey, Y/n! I think you dropped something, what is it?" "Oh my god Luffy put that down right now. Wash your hands too."

- You wish you hit your head hard enough to cause short term memory loss

- Once you tell him, his eyes go wide and his mouth makes a small "o" shape as he tosses your packer back to you

- Luffy isn't as embarrassed as you could've been, but you both agree to never bring it up again

Nami

- Nami is one to also get competitive and play dirty, she uses her stealth to sneak up behind you and give you a good scare (and to make sure you're "it" now)

- What she didn't expect was to see her friend get react so clumsily that he stumbled and his dick and balls fall out

- She definitely noticed before you did, her eyes can't help but look at the silicone packer

- "Nami! You can't just scare a guy like that!" "...you dropped something."

- Her cheeks are a tinge of pink and your face is on fire as you hastily shove your packer into a pocket

- Though after the initial shock, she was able to laugh and tease you about the accident

- You gave her 100 beri to never talk about it ever again

Buggy the Clown

- Okay in this scenario, I do like to think about him just being a head and watching the game unfold

- Once he sees your packer fall out, he's losing it, everyone on the ship can hear him laughing and giving away your location

- "Oh- Oh my God this is too good! Even I haven't had this happen to me! What a fucking-" oh look at that. Said packer is in his mouth to shut him up.

- Wasn't the most ideal thing to shut him up with, but he got on your nerves and you needed a quick solution

- Buggy however is left red in the face: both out of anger and the fact that he has a dick in his mouth

- Not the way he wanted this to happen

- Once he's free from his makeshift gag, he's still going to be an ass and tease you about what he saw

- Though a deal has been struck so he wouldn't tell the others what would happen, unless he wants to be shut up again

Usopp

- He screams

- Usopp thought he hurt you when you two ran into each other, and seeing your...thing on the ground with you made him freak out

- Poor man thought he accidentally castrated you or something, maybe you too had the chop chop fruit?

- Either way you had to grab him by the shoulders and help him calm down before the crew thought he actually got hurt

- Honestly with Usopp, he makes it more awkward and weird than it needed to be

- He's understanding of what it is and how you don't always secure it properly, but man he's gonna have this memory burned into his mind

- He can't help but make awkward eye contact, his face burning every time he looks over at you

#one piece #one piece x reader #live action one piece #monkey d. luffy #monkey d luffy x reader #nami one piece #nami x reader #buggy the clown #buggy x reader #usopp x reader #one piece usopp #opla x reader #x transgender reader #x transmasc reader

[steddieas-shegoes]

thank you gerry much

It's time forrrrr weekly fic recs! These are my top 3 (to me) fics by some of my favorite authors, but please check their AO3/masterlists because they have so many amazing things to read and sometimes what I love most isn't what you might love most!

This week is transmasc Steve truther, Sleep Token cult leader, @steves-strapcollection/@gerrystamour! Gerry is probably singlehandedly responsible for the transmasculine Steve Harrington tag on AO3 and I couldn't be prouder of his hard work. He also is responsible for the creation of quite possibly the hottest OC to ever exist: our boyfriend, Tig (more below). Cannot put into words how special Ger is to me and this fandom as a whole. As always, read the tags, don't like, don't read, and consider me the personal attack dog for him if you aren't nice 😇 And as with all of the recs, NSFW is below the cut, minors DNI with me or with Gerry!

ger's ao3 | ger's writing tumblr | ger's fandom tumblr

here i have found some peace of mind Rated E | 60,434 words I can't put into words how incredible this is. The moment Ger announced this fic, I was hooked like a damn fish. It's his pride and joy, his magnum opus, his gift to the world. One of many favorite lines: “Steve, you just sucked my soul out of my cock , don’t be fucking modest,” Eddie laughed, lifting his hands to dig the heels of his palms into his eyes. “We didn’t even make it to my bunk, Steve. I had everything set up, then you came in here and got on your knees like the perfect wet dream you are, and you’re gonna act like you don’t know exactly how good you are?”

i could be honest, i could be human Rated E | 48,581 words This fic. HOOOOOO BOY. This fic has it all. It has the angst, it has the soft boys, it has the idiots, it has the gentle tender nasty fuckin'. And its follow up properly introduces TIG. i can't tell where you end and where i start is the first time I read anything so focused on an OC, especially when it's Steve and an OC. Tig is built different. He is and always will be our boyfriend. And let me just say, for the record, he is even hotter than this fic gives him credit for. He's been even MORE developed since and god help us all. Favorite thing: Just the fact that we've been given an OC that is so incredible. He's inspired people to do more with OCs and I think it's great. Tig is my hero, and Ger is my hero for making him THE hottest fictional man to ever exist.

you're in the walls that i made with crosses and flames Rated E | 7,659 words This was a birthday fic for @legitcookie (who will be featured on a rec soon!) and I would venture to say it may be one of the most romantic tender fuckin' scenes I've read to date. Ger sent me the scene from Atonement and I...changed as a human. Favorite lines: “Stevie,” Eddie breathed, the corners of his mouth ticking upward in something close to a smile, even as the next fluttering blink had the tears barely clinging to his lashes falling down his cheeks.

And Steve was helpless, staring up at the beautiful man in his arms, and he had to blink his own tears away as they blurred his vision. “Eds,” he said, not even bothering to hide just how awed and overwhelmed he was to have Eddie like this again. Steve made a promise to himself that he would make up for every single day he made this man feel unwanted, unworthy, unloved.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #fic rec #ao3

[nothorses]

https://at.tumblr.com/handweavers/705681979526594560/tjmzqbr52y2g

I just saw this post and... is this really how many people think? That the transandrophobia movement is associated with terf recruitment?? I'm genuinely asking because i try to stay out of drama and the logic is near incomprehensible to me

damn can this person tell the TERFs in my inbox & notes that they're supposed to love me and never harass me or want me dead??

There's so much wrong with that post, and honestly the claim that TERFs never hate trans men/mascs is, itself, dangerously false.

Like. If that's the case, what the fuck is this then?

The common argument here is that TERFs must believe trans women are the ones doing the "seducing", but that's patently not true, either: ROGD ("Rapid-Onset Gender Dysphoria) is the idea that trans men "infect" "young girls" with our icky tranny disease, manipulating them into believing they must be trans as well. Abigail Shrier outright states this in Irreversible Damage, and namedrops multiple big-name transmasc YouTubers and public figures as the people responsible for "tricking" "young girls" into believing they're trans.

TERFs don't just want to manipulate us into detransitioning- which is already, by the way, a form of incredible violence- they want us to stop existing. When manipulation fails, they turn to violence: corrective rape is not uncommon, and neither is physical violence. Those of us who can't be "saved" must die, lest we infect anyone else.

Transfems are exactly as capable of being TERFs. Transfems who join that movement are being abused and subject to violence and manipulation; it isn't a good deal for them. It's also not a good deal for transmascs. But yes, both groups are capable of calling themselves TERFs, and finding nominal "acceptance" in the form of TERFs weaponizing them against other trans people- all while pressuring them to detransition.

The reason it happens more often with transmascs is because the way TERFs target us is different, which is itself a manifestation of the difference between transmisogyny and transandrophobia. Transfems are not generally actively sought out the way transmascs who can be "saved" are, but they can, and have, fallen into TERFism regardless.

Anyway. The reason they claim our movement is "associated with ex-TERFs" is because I made a post, like, two years ago talking about how, when I was 16, I found out I was following a TERF on Facebook, immediately blocked her, and self-reflected out of guilt and fear for years afterward.

She hadn't spoken about trans women before; it was only when I brought them up to her that I found out that the "men" she was talking about included trans women.

I brought this up in my post to talk about how TERF ideas often fly under the radar, and to encourage people to reflect on "man bad" ideas; because radical feminism itself is inherently tied to TERFism, and leads into TERF ideology, even if you never think of it as being About Trans Women.

TERFs often recruit through exclusionary and reactionary movements that seem unrelated to trans people, or to trans women specifically. We've seen it with the "ace discourse" most notably, but it's happened before, and it continues to happen now. The pervasive myth that TERFs only hate trans women, and that TERFism is only when feminists hate trans women, is directly beneficial to TERF recruitment.

Recognizing TERF ideology outside of "trans women bad" helps us cut off TERF recruitment before it can actually start. And people like this- who demand we ignore TERF ideas unless they explicitly name trans women- are directly aiding TERF recruitment.

#terfism #transandrophobia #transmisogyny

[a-faggot-with-opinions]

why are people so fucking obsessed with the idea of trans men detransitioning and becoming radfems like

/3000s/725009079209230336/genuinely-genuinely-can-forsee-how-a-lot-of-these

how do people see us talking about the fact that there are AMAB cis gays telling us we can't call ourselves faggots or transfags even (though we've done so historically) because we aren't AMAB and go "ah yes they are talking about transfems and transfems only actually" and not "oh shit TEHMs are a thing". Why are they obsessed with this idea that we're all gonna call ourselves "TIFs". I hate it here man

Holy shit lol that person was vagueposting abt me. Screenshots of the post underwater (with alt text if you can't read it for whatever reason) + responses under the cut.

I never said this shit was coming from trans women. I make it very clear in everything I post that I am fully blaming cis people for the transandrophobia that I face, and while anyone can contribute to the issue, that doesn't mean that this issue isn't entirely the responsibility of cis people. The person who posted this is projecting onto me because I rarely if ever talk about transfems being shitty on my blog. I talk about cis people. If you're transfem, me calling out cis people doesn't apply to you because you aren't cis.

This is literally gaslighting. I've seen these types of posts before. I've been told this by cis men and some AMAB nonbinary people. I'm not making up a guy to get mad at. That guy exists and is getting mad at me.

Ah yes, the pipeline from calling out the way cis gay men don't treat me with basic respect for being trans to becoming a TERF. This totally exists and makes sense (sarcasm)! Why is it that transmascs can't talk about our issues without being told to shut up because we're speaking over trans women? Oh wait.

Me: talks about an issue that I face due to being a transmasc

Random "TMEs" on Tumblr dot com: "OMG STOP SPEAKING OVER TRANS WOMEN! YOU'RE A female invading the community of real gay men TRANSMISOGYNIST!"

#asks #transandrophobia #transmisandry #examples of transandrophobia #long post

[beanghostprincess]

Trying not to project trans parents leaving in fear of rejection and wanting to protect their family from ridicule and shame but to be reunited with trans child who left the village for the same reason years later on to yasopp and Usopp

Imma just give it to you so you can think about it instead

What if I start crying? What then?

This is such a genius thought, honestly. Thinking about Banchina never telling Usopp about his dad being trans but always saying that if he ever wanted to be more or different than what people viewed him as, that it's perfectly fine (Using this with transmasc Usopp because it's my fav headcanon for him). He never got to tell his mom about him being a boy, but she knew. Looking back at his past now, it was obvious she already knew. After her death, he doesn't see himself capable of anything for a while. The whole village helps him out (people think he's a her. Perhaps just a tomboy, after all. Every time he says he's a boy people think it's just a prank or that he's lying) but he can't be himself completely. The only one who knows about this and believes him is Kaya. Beautiful, wonderful Kaya. She's the only one who supports him. She even gives him clothes because he can't just keep using his dad's old things, and she's the only one with enough money to buy them. Then, the strawhats appear in his life, and he doesn't tell them about... You know... Being a ""girl"" because apparently he passes enough for them to think he's a boy. That, and also that he introduced himself as a boy, and he isn't sure if Luffy is fucking stupid or extremely open-minded or maybe he doesn't care. Either way, he feels like himself with them and sees this as an opportunity to leave the village right away and finally transition without anybody knowing about his past self.

Yasopp sees his wanted poster, then. And he knows that used to be his little girl, and turns out that he was actually his boy. He couldn't be prouder, but there's so much guilt inside of him for not being there for Usopp when he needed it the most... Especially when it turns out he left for no reason at all besides fear. He feels like a coward. That's mainly why he feels so embarrassed to meet Usopp again.

But then they meet again. When Luffy manages to be the king of the pirates and all of them have their own names engraved in history. Yasopp meets his son. And God, he looks so handsome. They even look alike! And he's extremely embarrassed to say anything, and Usopp won't stop crying fearing he won't accept him, and they just end up hugging. Yasopp tells him he couldn't be prouder of his son becoming a better man than he'll ever be. He keeps apologizing over and over again, and Usopp tells him that he understands. That if somebody understands something about running away, it's him. But they're here now and they couldn't be happier.

Also, quick Sanuso mention because it's physically impossible for me not to do it: Usopp introduces his father to Sanji (trans girl, by the way) and,,, Well. She doesn't really like Yasopp for leaving Usopp. She's just like a fucking chihuahua when she meets Yasopp. If you leave her alone with Yasopp she'll probably end up biting his head off. But!!! But Yasopp is amazed because she's genuinely gorgeous and he's like "kiddo, are you sure this is your girlfriend? You're lying to me aren't you-" (he's half joking, don't worry) and it's- It's just so chaotic.

#THIS IS HONESTLY SO SAD AND SWEET #i managed to turn angst into fluff HA #i never do this it's usually the other way around #one piece #usopp #yasopp #banchina #black leg sanji #sanuso

[milomilesmib]

Little bit of wisdom for y'all; basically all you need to do to create a gender is identify the following:

1. What the gender feels like

2. What it's called

3. What the flag looks like

4. What umbrellas it falls under (trans, non binary, pocketgender, etc.)

5. What the culture of the gender is like

Got all that figured out, or even just one or two of those? Great job, you've made a gender. Is it ever gonna be recognised on an LGBTQ wiki? Probably not. But have you made a gender? Yeah. Is there a possibility it already exists but with a different name? Yes, but why would you let that stop you? Isn't everything we create just a soup of a bunch of what we already know with a little bit of spice added in? We do it with art and literature, why not gender?

Before anyone goes "bUt YoU cAn'T jUsT mAkE uP a GeNdEr" literally what's stopping me. What. Nothing. Fucking nothing. Social pressures? Who's that? Never heard of them. Life doesn't fucking matter. Make up a gender.

Watch I'll make one right now. It's called beastgender and it's the gender of not giving a shit about gender and knowing damn well it's a social construct. Its flag is black, neon red, and magenta with a fucking realistic tooth in the middle cause I like biting people. The culture is saying that gender is a scheme made up by bathroom companies to sell more bathrooms and making up genders randomly. It falls under the trans, non binary, and pocketgender umbrellas.

I can say I'm beastgender and people can't do anything about it. If they tell me I can't do it then I just say fuck you yes I can. Nothing's stopping me from being beastgender.

Also: gender and pronouns aren't the same. You can be a cis guy who presents masculinely and use she/they. You can be mega androgynous and identify as transmasc and use she/her. Unless you live in a place where doing this can get you in trouble, the only thing stopping you is your own anxiety.

This is the knowledge I will give you all, whether you're cis, trans, questioning, anyone who hasn't yet discovered that gender isn't fucking real and you can be whatever gender you want. Fuck society. Go identify as a duck. Nothing's stopping you but your own internalised oppression. You've got this.

#tw cursing #gender #lgbt #lgbtq #trans #transgender #non binary #pocketgender #genderpunk #queer #2slgbtqia+ #rambles #shitpost #thoughts #beastgender #fuck it it has a tag now #spread the beastgender agenda y'all #random thoughts

[spacelazarwolf]

sorry if this is an inappropriate question. I'm genderless and AFAB. I don't even like referring to myself as nonbinary- while it's technically true, it's a description of something that isn't there to describe, if that makes sense. genderless is the best word I've found, with agender a close second. Maybe gendervoid, idk but the point is. i really don't feel like I have a gender. I pass as female, and I use she/her pronouns professionally and around family members who control my housing and while at some point in the future I want breast reduction surgery, I don't really actively have dysphoria other than not liking having big boobs. My partner- who is nonbinary and very supportive- tells me that I'm transmasc. I can't tell if i don't like being referred to as transmasc because it feels like attaching a quality to my gender when it has none (because it doesn't exist) or if i've got some unpacking to do about my relationship with masculinity. is it possible to be transmasc and genderless (in a sense beyond presentation?) I know you're not The Artbiter Of Gender and this is a silly question but it's been eating at me and I dont have anyone else to talk to about this

i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again: you can do whatever you want forever.

you can identify however you want, regardless of if it makes sense to others. if you think agender trans masc describes your experience, more power to you. if you wanna say fuck it and not identify as anything at all, that’s fucking rad. there’s a line in nimona where the main character asks nimona what her “deal” is, which is kind of supposed to be a nod to the similar questions people ask trans people, and she just answers “i’m. nimona.” which kinda sounds like what you’ve got going on.

also i feel like compartmentalizing physical presentation (how you want your actual physical body to look, so in your case maybe getting a reduction or some sort of top surgery), aesthetic presentation (how you want to dress your body and be perceived), and internal gender (which in your case seems like “no thanks”) may help you unravel and better understand some stuff! it was definitely a big help for me.

#ask avishai

[bimdraws]

The issue with being "exact" with language is that language itself isn't exact, unless you speak entirely in scientific language which most of us can't or don't use in general conversation.

I am a gay man(ish), I am attracted to men, but some non-binary people are transmasc, and some trans women don't pursue physical transitions. If I'm attracted in any way to either of those, does that mean I am invalidating their gender by calling myself gay? Should I call myself bisexual/m-spec? Am I really attracted to men at all or just arbitrary social markers of manhood and/or masculinity?

Changing my label doesn't really work for me. The circumstances in which I would need to call myself m-spec are maybe 2% compared with the rest of my dating experience, and not once has it been a concern to the people I date because we're adults who understand it's none of our business what another person calls themselves.

I argue you don't have to change your labels in order to validate other people. Our use of language is generally more practical than it is technical and it's also personal. I see you as the gender you tell me, I'll use your prefered pronouns, I am in constant community with trans people and even started transitioning hormonally myself, I KNOW trans people are the gender we say we are. But attraction is an individual experience, sometimes exceptions happen, sometimes it changes, and I don't see why you would have to change an everyday label in order to account for potential exceptions or for the one woman you dated ever (it's also fine if you do btw).

My experience of sexuality is unique, and so is everyone else's, which is why I'm very much against trying to tell other people what they are. It's pushing a label on people who don't have a real use for it based on YOUR experience of sexuality, not mine.

Again, it's fine to be exact if that works for you, but it doesn't do the job for everyone. If I needed to be exact, I'd say I'm m-spec gay, uranic, homoflexible, which would still be an issue for a lot of people who don´t like microlabels and would require me to give little essays everytime I explain my sexuality, and if I said I was bisexual, I'd be invalidated by everyone who sees me dating men 99% of the time. I can't win naming myself after OTHER people's opinions on sexuality, so fuck it. I am a gay man, I am also non-binary, and that's the label I'm sticking with 'till I feel differently.

There's never gonna be a way of describing sexuality that works for every single person because language is limited like that, and that's is why we should attempt listening to people with unconventional labels instead of acting like our community isn't built on creating language for ourselves and dismantling prescriptive language.

An issue that is brought up is that if I'm not 100% closed off to people with even slightly different genders to binary male I should call myself bisexual, because if not I'm then opening a door for people to start pursuing others who are 100% closed off, that it's MY fault if a guy pursues a lesbian because he thinks he can "convince her" as if our niche, inside community discourse affected how straight people perceive us... as if the primary issue with that wasn't a violation of consent but the critical exercise of language I'm engaging in within my community.

TLDR: don't go around telling people what labels they should use because gender and sexuality are too complex to boil down to simple terminology that fits every single person.

#mspec gay #mspec friendly #mspec safe #mspec straight #mspec lesbian #discourse #labels #my labels #sexuality #language #gay #lesbian #vincian

[iamthecomet]

swiss/dew/sunny (aka the triple threat, the chaos trio)

i think paris looks great this time of year, dont you?

Perfect time for a trip to Paris. Ft. Transfem Sunny and Transmasc Swiss.

Pain bites through Swiss' scalp. Sunshine digs her fingers in a little harder, pulls his head down, and thrusts up into his mouth. Grinding the head of her cock over the back of his throat. Behind him, Dew surges forward with a growl. Sheathing himself in Swiss' cunt in one long stroke. He's pressed so deep it aches. When he pulls back Swiss can hear how wet he his. It's obscene. Squelching. Dew spreads Swiss' cheeks and watches, groaning low as he does. The heavy drag of his cock lighting Swiss' nerves on fire, as Sunshine takes the initiative and thrusts into his mouth. "Really not going to do any of the work?" Sunshine snaps at him, hands tightening. Trying to drag his attention back to the cock in his mouth and not Dew's wondering fingers, feeling over the place where he's stretched around Dew's cock, and then dipping down to skate over his clit.

Swiss jolts, whines around Sunny's cock. Dew sets a pace that does most of the work for all of them. Hard, rough. It rocks Swiss onto Sunny's cock, shoving her so deep into his throat that he gags a little. Sunshine just laughs, tightens her grip, holds his head in place while Dew's thrusts rock him forward. "He's a pillow princess," Dew answers Sunny. Claws biting hard into Swiss' hips, enough to bruise, maybe enough to draw pinpricks of blood. Swiss can't be bothered to think about it, just lets his body light up in sensation. Lets them use him for all he's worth. He isn't a pillow princess. Not usually. And if his mouth wasn't otherwise occupied he'd tell Dew that. He'd remind him about the other night, when Dew laid back and let Swiss ride him and never even lifted a finger to help--selfish. Swiss would leave out how hard he came from the bored look in Dew's eyes. But he can't deny that this is one of his favorite places to be. Pinned between Sunshine and Dew. Bracketed by warm, needy, ghouls. Pain mingling with pleasure so closely that he can't quite tell which is which. Each of Dew's thrusts makes something deep within him ache. He'll feel it tomorrow, for sure. The tell-tale sign of a good fuck, where something deep in his stomach feels bruised, and sitting down is a constant reminder of Dew's claws digging into his ass. "So fucking tight," Dew growls. When he bares down this time, Swiss smell the copper of his own blood as Dew's claws finally break the skin. Swiss drags his head back, off of Sunny's flushed cock. "Touch me," he pants. "Please." He isn't begging. He never begs--not that he'll admit to. He keeps the desperate whine from his voice. It's a gentle request. Dew unclenches one of his hands and snakes it down over Swiss' hip. Bending down over Swiss' back to curl his fingers under and swipe them over his swollen clit. Dew isn't particularly gentle--he never is. His thrusts are erratic already, hard enough that Swiss can feel them in his bones. Each swipe of those skilled fingers over his clit drags him closer and closer to an orgasm that is probably going to hurt. "Don't get lazy," Sunnys says, reaching down to grab hold of her cock, she taps it against Swiss' lips. He sucks the head of her cock back into his mouth, laving his tongue over the slit, catching precum that tastes like salt and sunlight. Groaning either at the taste of her or the grind of Dew inside of him. He doesn't know. It's a lot. And he's ratcheting higher. Thighs starting to shake, muscles starting to ache from the tension. Sunshine pulls him down, sliding his mouth down her cock until the head is pressed to the back of his throat and his nose is buried in the patch of ginger curls at the base. Swiss breathes in through his nose, swallows. Sunshine groans, fingers twitching against his scalp. "You want it?" she purrs, hips jerking forward just a little, as Dew's thrusts shove Swiss further onto her cock than should be possible. He looks up at her and nods. "Hungry for it?" He'd say please, but his mouth is full. He can only nod again. He does want it. Wants to feel her twitch in his mouth, pulsing. Wants the heat of her cum on the back of his tongue, his throat. Dew rolls Swiss' clit between his fingers and Swiss' orgasm hits him out of the blue. Roaring up from somewhere in his gut to clamp down on him. He keens around Sunshiene's cock, clamps down on Dew's. Swiss' orgasm has barely started when Sunshine blows all over his tongue. Hot spurts hit the back of his throat, pouring into his mouth as her cock kicks against his tongue. Dew swears, pulling out. Swiss feels the splatter of hot cum across his ass and back as Dew snarls through his own orgasm. Dew drags his fingers through the mess as Sunshine pulls away and sags back onto the bed, cock softening against her thigh. Dew's smears his messy fingers along Swiss' cheek as they all collapse into a pile on the bed. Swiss' head pillowed on Sunny's chest, Dew curled up behind Swiss, his nose pressed into Swiss' curls.

"Twenty minutes and we go again?" Sunshine says, her voice sounding a little floaty, distant. Swiss nuzzles his face in to her chest, drags his teeth over one of her nipples. She hisses.  "Ten," Dew counters. "And we switch positions." Swiss doesn't say anything. Whatever they do with him--he'll be happy.

#Comet writes #ficlet #crow #Sunshine/Swiss/Dewdrop #Dewdrop Ghoul #Sunshine Ghoulette #Swiss Army Ghoul #Ghost fic #ghost fanfic #ghost fanfiction #Trans Sunshine #Trans Swiss

[dc-himbo]

Jason x Transmasc!Reader - Early Morning Rambles

Don't mind me, I just need to get these thoughts out of my head. Most of these are NSFW. You've been warned. Minors dni, obviously. Just did reader because that's popular here and honestly I'd like to see myself in these anyways. Fair warning, there is use of fem terms to describe specific body parts. It's not that I don't want to use gender neutral or strictly masc terms, it's just a personal preference of mine as a TransMan. Also warning for use of pet names, daddy kink, sleepy morning sex, we gotta fuck now sex, praise....I think that's everything.

Also, I am intentionally using he/him pronouns and not using you/yours. Let's get to it.

Note after writing: Might switch to you/yours. It's not confusing for me, but I can see how it would be for others. Jason's POV. Also I got carried away. Hehehe

Jason loves lazy early mornings. He loves the sunlight streaming in from the curtains. He loves the warmth of it on his skin. He loves the way his boy looks cuddled under warm blankets and pressed close to him.

He gets caught up in it. He gets overwhelmed by the warmth and the way his body fits perfectly against his own. He can't stop touching him. He has to. He has to know he is really there and that this is real and not a dream. His fingers trace over his spine, he gets lost in the feeling of soft warm skin.

It's not enough

Fuck.

It's just...it's not enough.

He's selfish. He needs more. Wants more. He wraps his arms around him and pulls him closer. One arm around his waist, the other around his chest. Jason's lips press soft, slow, lazy open mouth kisses to his neck.

Pretty boy

Sweet boy

My sweet boy.

Jason still can't believe that he's the one who gets to see him like this. Who gets to touch him...kiss him. He should let him sleep, but he can't help it. He just fucking can't help it. He needs to touch you. He needs to have you.

Now

He needs him now

Jason's hands waste no time sliding down down down until he's dipping fingers in to gather wetness so he can slide his fingers over his little cock. He knows how he likes it. He's fucking memorized it. Burned it into his brain so he will never fucking forget. Slow soft steady strokes that have those little noises he loves falling from his lips as he starts to wake up.

"Jay...what are...ah..."

He never gives his boy time to get this thoughts together. To wake up fully. No. He wants him like this. He wants him soft and warm and thoughtless.

"Morning Pretty Boy." Jason loves how he moans at the praise. "Tell me what you need." He would give him the world if he asked for it. He would do anything for him. It should scare him. It does most days. But mornings like this he doesn't let that fear distract him.

His boy takes too long to answer, but Jason doesn't care. It gives him time to suck a few hickeys down his throat, to stroke his fingers over his boys cock, to dip his fingers inside his tight hole and stretch him open. Get him ready. He loves this. He loves working his boy up until he's moaning and panting and arching against him. Until he's desperate and needy. Until he's begging for him.

"Jason please. Need you. Fuck...please fuck me."

Finally.

Fucking finally.

It's effortless. Fuck...it's too easy. He wastes no time in pulling his leg up. He wastes no time as he lines up and slides inside him with a groan. Jason is overwhelmed by how good he feels. Overwhelmed by tight walls gripping him and milking him and fuck fuck fuck fuck.

His boy is cumming.

Fuck

"Love my tight little boy's pussy...'m close baby. So good. So good for me." Jason get lost in praise. He can't stop telling him how he feels...how good he is...how much he loves him...how much he loves his body.

Jason feels like he cums against his will. He slams deep, holds himself there as he fills him up. Jason isn't done. No. He can't be done. He doesn't want to be. He needs to feel his boy squeeze him again. He tell him as much as he strokes that little cock until he is cumming hard, arching and gasping and begging and saying his name like it's fucking music to his ears.

Jason loves lazy early mornings. He loves how he looks in the sunlight, all flushed and sweaty and sweet and dazed. He loves seeing his boy fucked out. He loves him. He loves him. He wraps his arms around him and kisses over the marks he left on his neck. He loves him. He hopes that will be enough to keep this for as long as he fucking can.

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