#and I got 2 other girls and a non-binary person to wear the cheek heart in solidarity

[soft-boi-eli]

Ok ok! Good uhm.

Ok since body dysmorphia has been kicking my butt lately i wanted to request something with Schlatt where basically the reader Starts getting really insecure because of their body. Pushing and pulling on their stomach etc. They also start binding unsafely with like really tight bras because they can't afford a binder and they end up fucking up their ribs really bad. They end up in the hospital and a very worried Schlatt visit's them and lectures them about how they shouldn't have done that and about how worried he was. So when they get back home there is a gift on the bed, turns out Schlatt bought them a binder.

The reader would be Non-binary and afab.

Also a little message for pretty much anyone who is insecure about their body/has body dysmorphia because of their chest, don't bind unsafely. That can really fuck up your chest and make you actually being happy with your body even harder.

Hell yes. I love this idea thank you icarus! Writing has been rude to me lately and I needed inspiration. This has hit it exactly.

Pronouns:nonbinary (dont think any were actually used in this so yeah.)

Tw: AFAB reader, swearing, insecurity, mention of surgry, mention of blood, mention of hating self, pain. Again angst to fluff. It is reflecting on how I have felt about my body before because I needed to make it seem kinda real.

PSA: please dont bind safely. It's dangerous and can lead to serious health consequences. I know hating your body sucks but I dont want anyone to get hurt because they dont listen to their lungs, they dont take off their binder, or if their bras are way too fucking tight. It can and will hurt you. So please bind safely!!

Happy birth-what the fuck?!

Lately your brain was giving you more dysphoria then ever. Telling you your body was too big, your boobs were too noticable, and you hips are too feminine.

What brought this on? Someone simply said your dead name. It made your dysphoria hit you like a truck.

After that day everything went down hill. Your stopped streaming, telling your followers that you were going on a mental break, you didn't really talk to friends, your brain could put words together. And you most importantly barely texted your loving supporting boyfriend schaltt, not wanting to break down in front of him.

You never had the time or thoughts of getting a chest binder. It was your biggest mistake honestly.

Deciding against chest binders and wearing alot of tight bras to flatten you. But it didnt work. So you got tighter bras. And they did work. But you didnt read up on how to bind safely.

This lead to the predicament now. In front of your mirror you were pinching and pulling at your skin. There was too much. All you wanted to do was cut it off with scissors. But decided against it due to the fact of all the blood that you would loose.

Your chest, smaller then it was yas, was still visible after your 3rd bra. You decided to add a 4th and tighter one hoping it would completely hide your boobs.

Your body made you want to puke. It made you feel disgusting. But you never told schaltt that. Afraid that he would say that you looked as gross as you thought you did.

Only 5 minutes after the 4th bra you felt excoriating pain in your ribs. And worse of all a harsh pop. That immediately brought red flags. It hurt to breath. Your head fuzzy and light headed.

Your only reaction, to call for an ambulance. Dialing the three numbers as you whimpered in pain you held onto your lungs. "911 what's your emergency?" "I cant breathe. It hurts so bad. Please help." "Are you by yourself?" "Yes. I need help please." "Ambulance, firemen, and police are on their way. Ambulance is 2 minutes out."

You didnt know if you had 2 minutes. "They can break the door down if I dont answer." That's all you said after collapsing.

Next thing you knew your door was busted off its hinges and you saw two paramedics. They were quick to transfer you to the ambulance, cutting through the four bras that held your chest.

It help get air to your lungs but it barely helped.

"We have a collapsed lung. ETA 2 minutes." The paramedic back there with you spoke to the walkie talkie.

Collapsed lung? Was that the harsh pop? God, was the bras that bad of an idea? All that was going through your mind was how you possibly could get worse. The instant you got into the trauma bay was way worse. With no time to numb you and your O2 stats dropping they had to cut between your ribs and shove a tube right next to your left lung. Draining air and excess blood blocking your lung from inflating. And before you knew it you were off to emergency surgery for getting a shard of bone out of your chest cavity.

The last thing you remember was counting down and falling asleep.

When you woke up your boyfriend was next to your bed, hands engulfing one of yours.

It looked like he had been crying before falling asleep on one of your legs. Taking your free hand through his hair you smiled lightly. "I'm sorry for all of this ram boy." He grunted lightly and moved his head back into your hand. His messy hair was thick and nearly matted. It made you wonder how long he's been sitting there. You loved him and felt so selfish for doing this to him.

"I cant believe I did all this and for what? To cause you and everyone pain? All because i couldnt afford a chest binder and deciding that I might as well try another way. I should have been safer huh?" You didnt expect an answer back. Just his quite snores.

"Yeah. Not really fuckin selfish more like kinda dumb. Your body doesnt show who the fuck you are (y/n). Your heart does. And your heart isnt say boy or girl. Its saying you are you. A person who uses pronouns they them. A person that love everyone and cares for their friends. A person who love me and jambo so deeply."

He took a breath.

"You normally are quite smart. Saving up for one would of been a better idea instead of doing such a stupid thing. Asking for my help. Because if I knew I would of helped. I would of found one just right for you. I would help you remember to take it off after 8 hours. Even would of found a way to make you feel more like you."

You could hear his heart break.

"But now you're here, four broken ribs, a healing lung, and stuck in the hospital for another week at least."

You felt so guilty. He was right. You should of told him. He would never have seen you like you saw yourself. He never cared about how you looked. He only cared for your heart.

Tears falling down your face you continued to massage his scalp. "I could of lost you. You are my rock. When I cant keep up my normal antics and feel like I'm at an all time low. You are there to pick me up." You had to stop the sob from coming up. "I'm just so happy youre alive." He looked up.

His red eyes were making your heart ache. "I wont do it again I promise. But I cant just ignore the feeling of dread whe. I look down and realize I present so much like a girl. I dont wa t to be one." Schaltt nodded and kissed the hand he was holding. "Then let me help you. I wont let this happen again. Just please. Come to me. Talk to me. I'm here like you are for me."

You gave a small nod.

This man knew his way to your heart. He was so sincere about this. "I will. But promise me you wont look down on me if I end up feeling like that." You just needed to make sure you knew he would never but you needed his words. "Mever sugarbabe. Never in my life have I looked down on you and never will."

God the week was long, him and the doctor explaining safe binding that you cant fully bind for at least 6-8 weeks. Schlatt telling you his reaction to finding your apartment swarmed with police and firemen and you no where to be seen.

He was practicing on saying happy birthday to you. But was cut off. "Happy birth-what the fuck?!" He was so concerned and even more so when you were in hospital.

When you did go home he helped you through the door, and watched you as you saw the small package on your couch.

Opening it you saw a chest binder. Specifically the one you were looking at. Looking over to schaltt with tears in your eyes you walked up and hugged him lightly minding the pain in your left side. This was the best gift.

The only gift you had been wanting for the past week or two. "Now you can be safe. But no binding till your doctor says so or I swear to god I will personally smite you down." You had to try so hard no to laugh or the pain would of been hell. Kissing his cheek you smiled.

"Of course schaltt. I will make sure to not wear it till I'm healed dont want to get blood on it ya know. Also it would hurt like a fucking bitch."

He chuckled and ruffled your hair. "Alright now go sit down. I'll get you some soup ya dork."

This was going to be a great time. That was until the pain fully came back. And then this is going to be a mediocre time.

Please pardon spelling errors. I havent proof read. And I am on mobile for almost all stories. But thank you so much for requesting this became something that I could write and it helped me alot. Now I might take a while for other things too and i apologize that's cause i am starting school soon. Also family issues. So yeah might take a bit. Dont know how long though. I'll try to keep them coming but if not you know I'm studying or helping my mom and grandma.

Eli out.

#jschlatt x reader #mcyt fluff #schlatt x reader #mcyt #mcyt schlatt #dsmp schlatt #schlatt fluff #schlatt #please bind safely #non binary #tw: body harm #tw: body dysphoria #tw: body dysmorphia

[tranquil-space-ninja]

So, I had a Thought. This is a My Hero Academia thought, so if you're not into it or you don't watch it or are planning to watch it and don't want spoilers, ignore this. This also includes my OC, Remus Aizawa, who's the child of Eraserhead and Present Mic. Those two are married in this, so it's Erasermic, too. I guess people who don't like reading about other people's OCs or Erasermic should ignore this, then. But, there's some wholesome stuff amidst my usual incoherent ramblings, so if you want wholesome LGBTQ+ content, just keep reading.

So, after the dorms are instituted, but before the 1A kids take the provisional license exam, the teachers decide to have a parent-teacher conference thing where the parents come and visit their kids and stuff. This event lasts a week, and there are no classes during that week. Now, All Might's space is Friday at 6 PM, and he decides to have a group meeting where the entire class's parents come in and everybody hangs out together so the kids can show their parents what they're learning and how they interact with each other and All Might can answer any questions.

All Might has everybody sit in a circle together. Everybody sits with their parent(s). Remus sits next to Present Mic, and Mic's there holding Mr. Aizawa's hand. Because they're married. Most of the other parents are all :0 at it, but the kids are like, "This is Old News." All Might starts the meeting, and it goes smoothly for a while until Endeavor, being Endeavor, and this being before his 'I'm going to be a Good Person and New Symbol of Peace and hide the fact that I abused and neglected my wife and kids for years and expect them to be okay with that' bullshit starts, says something homophobic and enbyphobic about Aizawa, Mic, and Remus.

Remus is non-binary lesbian and uses she/he/they pronouns for projection reasons. She's only out to a few of her classmates. Those classmates are Yuga Aoyama, Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Minoru Mineta, Katsuki Bakugou, Tenya Iida, and Rikido Sato, 5/7 of them only because Denki was a dumbass and forgot how to knock, then opened their bedroom door while they were stuck trying to put their binder back on after a shower (Denki is also trans in this AU, and helped them get unstuck, and they've been friends ever since). As for the rest of the class, all the girls think he's a boy, and all the boys think she's a girl. (But 🎵he's not a boy, she's not a girl, can I make it any more obvious?🎵-- any Thomas Sanders fans here?)

So, when they hear this, the seven are like, "Oh, shit, Remus just got outed," and everyone else is like :0. Remus is in this weird limbo between, "Oh my god, I just got outed, what's everyone going to say?" and, "I don't care if he's the number 1 hero now, Imma punch this bitch for outing me and saying shit about my dads." She ultimately picks to punch the bitch and stands up, but Present Mic takes her wrist and makes her sit back down. After their initial shock, the other 1A kids start standing and yelling, and the parents are looking at each other like, "What do we do here?" And then, All Might yells for everyone to be quiet and tells the kids to go out in the hall while the grown ups have a Talk. They do so, mutering discontentedly.

While Mic and Aizawa are giving Endeavor the, I-don't-care-what-you-say-to-my-husband-and-I-but-if-you-come-after-my-kid-again-we're-gonna-have-a-problem talk, the kids are out in the hall talking to each other. The general consensus is that some of them are gay or trans, and it doesn't matter that they're the minority, this simply Will Not Do. They're brainstorming what to do, when Remus says, "I have Pride Flag stickers in my bag," and produces a huge-ass book of Pride stickers. By huge-ass, I mean there are 8 pages, 2 of each sticker shape, for every pride flag, with the exception of those created by TERFS and other exclusionists, in rectangle, heart, square, and circle shapes. The Ally Flag is there, too. So, after making sure if everyone who wasn't out yet was okay with it, the students start flipping through the huge-ass sticker book and grabbing their flag or flags. They each put a heart on each cheek and a big rectangle on their chest.

Denki wears the trans flag and the bi flag. Remus wears the nonbinary, ace, and lesbian flags. Mina wears the lesbian flag. Deku, Jirou, and Tsu wear the bi flag. Shoto Todoroki, Kirishima, and Bakugou wear the rainbow pride flag. Everyone else wears the Ally Flag. (This was my way of telling you how I headcanon each of the characters for the purpose of this story).

When All Might calls the students back in, they all hold hands or put their arms around each other and walk in together. The parents all stare at their kids wearing these brightly colored stickers, and All Might asks, "Um... What are you kids doing?" which is what everybody was thinking.

Mina yells, "This is a protest," and the students all cheer.

Bakugou follows that with, "That bitch--" pointing at Endeavor, "--was saying some homophobic and transphobic shit, and we're not going to fucking tolerate it! And you can't do anything about it because we all have quirks and together we can easily beat your ass, even stupid Deku over there." More cheering. Most of the parents joined in, because they're proud of their kids. Some are just shocked because holy shit their kid just came out to a whole room in protest their baby is so brave and strong and grown up now.

Then Tenya says, "As class representative, I'd also like to say something," to chants of "Speech, speech, speech!" Once that dies down, he continues, "After we moved into Heights Alliance, Remus Aizawa told me that the reason the League of Villains had kidnapped herself and Bakugou was to recruit them to their side. They tried to do so by telling her that society had no place for her, that if he ever came out to his friends, they'd alienate him, and brought up the fact that most of the world constantly misgenders and deadnames him. She declined their offer to join them, but I honestly wouldn't have blamed her if she hadn't. With all due respect, Endeavor, your actions tonight were shameful. The level of intolerance you displayed has no place in Hero Society. I want all of you here tonight to know that the League of Villains was wrong. I may not be part of the LGBTQ+ community, but I think I speak for all of my cishet friends when I say we fully support our classmates who are, and when we're Pros, we plan to make sure this world is a place where everyone can be safe to be themselves, no matter their gender or sexuality. That is all. Thank you for your time."

The entire room was silent for a moment, then everyone but Endeavor started clapping. A few of the parents even asked for some of the Ally stickers, which Momo and Remus happily passed out.

Then there was Saturday, which had a few more parent-teacher conferences, and on Sunday, Class 1A threw a gender reveal/coming out party for Remus, Denki, Todoroki, Tsu, Bakugou, Jirou, Deku, and Kirishima. There were three cakes. One was frosted rainbow, with the cake the colors of the lesbian flag, and was full of M&Ms in the bi flag colors, and two were frosted white, one cake the color of the trans flag full of blue M&Ms and one full of yellow, white, black, and purple M&Ms, with cake the colors of the ace flag. There were also balloons that said, "It's a boy," and some with "boy" crossed out and replaced with "enby" everywhere. There also chips, soda, and fruits and vegetables (at Mr. Aizawa's request).

Were they trying too hard? Yes.

Was it a sweet gesture? Yes.

Did everybody have fun and enjoy the party? Hell yeah!

Anyway, that's the thing. That's the Thought. I hope you liked it!

#bnha #my hero academia #long post #oc #erasermic #present mic x eraserhead #hizashi yamada x shota aizawa #lgbtq+ #endeavor being an asshole as usual #all might #tenya iida slaying #tenya iida #katsuki bakugou #mina ashido #tw cursing #tw outing #two homophobia #tw transphobia

[deviousdraws]

Hime’s Backstory

Trigger warning: This backstory does contain sensitive content that others may not be comfortable with. Viewer discretion is advised.

Beginning Childhood and Elementary School Life

Hime Rachel Rengouka was born on May 14th, 1981 (in the presence of Final Fantasy 7 REMAKE, she is 26) in Sector 7 to a Shinra customer assistance employee and a housewife. Since Hime attended school, her father would take her to school on the weekdays since it was on the way to the work building.  Hime was much known for her purple eyes, which were very rare to see. She originally had brown hair and didn't have any bangs. She usually wore a oversized bright pink hoodie over her school uniform to keep herself warm in the cold classrooms. Her hair was kept in pig-tails and small bows accented it. She fit in with most of the girls in class since they all wore the same uniform and almost same hairstyle. She was not a straight A+ student but she did get decent grades. At the beginning of her 5th grade class, she learned that she had the ability to draw, which lead her into a small group of friends that were artists too. They all drew different things, and Hime drew clothing. Skirts, shirts, dresses, shoes, she loved it all.

Middle school

This is when things started to go downhill for her. Not even a week into school and people started to make fun of her physique, and how different she looked. People called her “paper b*tch” and “Ms.Flatterson” due to how she didn't grow a lot of curves like the other girls had. The girls were able to rock the crop tops and shorts while Hime stuck to oversized hoodies over her uniform and tights under her school uniform to feel better at least a little bit. She lost a lot of confidence and not even the puberty acne helped. She started to keep her hair in a bun and keep her hoodie to block her face. 

A 4 months later, a transfer student joined her class. It was a person, a nice person to be exact. Their eyes were cyan and they were beautiful. The new student sat next to Hime, The student curious about Hime’s silent state, they started to talk to her. The student, from what they said, was Nicci Johanson but wanted to be called Nick (since they are non-binary). They said they transferred from the slums after their parents started to work for Shinra. Nicci had reddish-brown hair, they were an exquisite human. Hime was very interested in what they came from and were. Hime never left Sector 7 so the slums are a new topic to her.

Hime and Nick became close friends and eventually became best friends. Hime started to actually grow a feminine body and Nick bought Hime her first crop top. Hime, out of generosity and kindness, bought a binder for Nick since Nick could not afford one. They each assisted and bought each other things that they wanted and could not get or afford. This happened, even to high school where Nick bought Hime art supplies and Hime bought Nick a guitar to pursue their music making career. 

High school and College

Hime and Nick went to high school together and since Hime and Nick became their true selves, they fit in more yet stood out in identity. Hime became the girly girl with all pink items and a artistic nature for fashion while Nick became the tomboy with a ambition for music. Both were accepted even with different interests. Nick had cut their hair too so they felt more comfortable.

Hime eventually faced a depressed time when she heard her father left to work and never came back. He suffered a heart attack during work and never lived enough to reach the hospital. Her mother also faced a depressed time and now had to struggle to find a job since her husband was the one making the money. Hime evidently got a job and worked after school. assisting her mother as she kept trying to find a job. Even if Hime had many fights with her father in the last 2 years due to his excessive drinking issue and her “showy” outfits, she still loved him and wished he was around more to resolve the fighting.

After high school and when her mother found a job, Hime and Nick went their separate ways. They still kept in touch though telephone communication but they went to school for different reasons. Hime went for art and fashion while Nick went for music and composition. Hime loved what she did, especially since she was devoted to make fashion for the world.

Career and Present Day

Hime finally finished college after 3 years and decided to get a job. Hime found a position in Shinra’s Tailoring Department as the Head of it. Hime applied and beat 12 people out of the position, which lead her to get the job. Her mother actually gifted her the crown that she wears today as a gift for always being by her side and getting the job. But sadly, her mother died right after when she fell asleep and never woke up, which lead Hime inheriting the house and keeping it as her own. As she kept making her money, she made enough to rent out the house to people and live in an apartment to which she is currently living. She has grown a bratty attitude ever since she jumped from man to man. She eventually bleached her hair to a reddish-blonde color.

(now since ik some of the people that know Hime well are gonna ask where did Reno come from then- here we go)

Meeting Mr.Sinclair

this is an actual mini story time)

Setting: Two years before FF7, Shinra Tailoring Department Office.

Hime met Reno after he continuously passed by the Tailoring Department office to flirt with some of the female’s working there. One day, he was flirting with one of the employees and Hime decided to interfere since her people had to work (ik this b*tch has the audacity to do that) and caught his attention. “Hello Sir, what brings you here to this department?” She ask him, her voice a little high pitched but mature. Reno looked at her, up and down. Curious about who the hell she was and what authority he had to interfere, he questioned her. “Who are you?” Hime, wondering who doesn't know her, answered in a bit of a cocky tone. “I am the head of this Department, Hime Rengouka but people call me Princess. Who are you and what are you doing here? I have never seen you around here and I don't believe you work here.” She bombarded him with questions. Reno raised a brow at her then answered back. “Well if you need to know, Princess, I am Reno, one of the people that work for Shinra’s Turks-” “So why aren't you back with your co-workers?” She interrupted him. Reno stayed silent, looking back at her. “I am on break, and why are you over here?” He questioned her back. “Cause’ you keep coming over and conversing my workers, they are getting distracted then they don’t get their work done. So please don’t come over here... “ Reno gently grabbed one of the blonde bangs she had on the side of her face. A small blush came to her face but she quickly snapped out of it and moved his hand away from her face. “... don't distract me too- it wont help your case. We can speak more in my office- distracting others doesn't help anyone.”

Reno sat across from Hime’s desk as she looked at him. Her purple eyes were interlocked with his turquoise ones. “ So a Turk, huh? Wonder if you are the most annoying one of the bunch.” She joked a bit, a small smile coming to her face. He just looked at her, a smirk growing on his face. “So the Head, huh? I have heard of you around the office. They say you had 5 different boyfriends in the last 6 months.” He stated, chuckling a bit. She couldn't help but stay silent since that was the truth. Her cheeks grew a bright pink before she looked away. She then looked back at him. “This place is a gossip madhouse. Don't think about cheating with one of these people next to you. They know how to pass shit around like chewing gum.” She warned him. Reno laughed. “You think I don’t know that shit, dollface? Its a known fact!” He laughed before she scoffed. He looked at her, the same annoying smirk at his face. “Better wipe off that smirk before it gets you in more trouble. How old are you anyway? You act so childish!” She asked him, leaning into her desk, her crown staying on her head. Reno replied, a little attitude in his speech. “26, you?” He asked. “24, lucky number 24.” She told him, a chuckle glided across the room between the two of them. They kept talking and eventually later that day, Hime got his number and they hit it off. 

#final fantasy #Oc #himerengouka #dvscart #FF7R