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roabythecow · 15 days

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meowmeowriley · 2 months

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Convention Commotion

With help from the lovely @tactax-art, who encouraged me and drew the art for me, this is a lil continuation of the previous cosplayer AU for my beloved Costume Anon ❤ Hope everyone enjoys 😉 proper art near the end of the fic.

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What had started as his uncle taking pity on him for not being able to go to a convention by himself, had become a tradition of sorts. Any time uncle John was on leave, he'd ask Andy if there were any conventions. And any time there were, they'd meet up with Simon.

"Ye cannae call him Simon, Andy. It's Lieutenant Ghost, or Lt., or Mr. Riley. Or anythin' else, really. Just show him some respect." Uncle John had chastised him after he'd asked once if Simon was gonna be at convention they'd just arrived at.

"Until he joins the army, Johnny, I'll have none of that nonsense." Uncle John had jumped out of his skin (Andy had too, but that was less surprising. He wasn't a highly trained soldier, after all.) when the big fucker had snuck up on them and began speaking. "Just Simon is fine, Andy."

"Chew ma banger, uncle John." He'd said with a shit eating grin, before ducking out of the way of his uncles swipes.

So they'd taken to meeting up with Simon at conventions. Andy had realized two things rather quickly. One: there was undeniable chemistry between the two of them, and two: neither one of them was going to make a move on the other.

They danced around each other. Flirting, but in a "ha ha, I'm only gay for the joke" kinda way. They stared at one another, getting lost in each others eye's in a sickening display of obviously clear affection. God forbid one didn't catch the other's eye, either, because when that happened the one staring would take on this dreamy dopey smile. They were constantly touching. Brushing up against one another, putting their hands on the other's shoulder, or back, or thigh.

They were disgusting. It was adorable. And he had to share it. Because if Andy could see how perfect they were together, so would the internet. 28,000 followers on tiktok later, and every convention they went to, Andy filmed the whole thing. He'd divvy up the videos and get months worth of content, to tide them over till his uncles next leave. Simon and uncle John had no idea how large their fan base was. Or how feral. Those who weren't hard-core shipping the two together, were vying for the attention of one or the other, or both, in the comments.

For most, though, they'd lose their minds with every little interaction. Every gentle touch, prolonged moment of eye contact, soft smile, or act of service from one man to the other, and their fans were swooning, and it seemed all their waiting was finally paying off. Or, at least, Simon was now aware of John's feelings, though how he'd found out was less than ideal.

***

Soap was ecstatic. After the Spiderman and Deadpool totally-not-couples-costumes went over so well with other patrons at their last convention, Andrew had assured them that their tiktok fans were over the moon for them as well, Simon had agreed to do more comic book stuff with him. While Soap had wanted to be Deadpool, he couldn't deny how well it suited Ghost to be the merc with a mouth. Soap hadn't known beforehand how much the man loved katanas, nor that he even knew how to use them. More important than his skill with the (in this case fake) blades, however, was Simon's ass in that outfit. Which had led him down a rabbit hole of sorts. Yes, it was the source of plenty of wet dreams both before and after seeing him in spandex, but that wasn't what this was about. No, after seeing Ghost dressed as Deadpool with his nearly godly physique, John couldn't help but think of the superior comic book company: DC. Ghost would make an incredible Red Hood, and Soap had wanted to be Nightwing since he was a lad. After voicing that desire, Ghost had agreed, and got to work on the costumes.

At some point during the process, Gaz had found him deep in his work and asked Ghost about it. He then promptly kicked down Soap's door to yell at him for not telling him about their 'convention dates' he wouldn't hear of it that they weren't dates.

"So Gaz is comin' now." He'd said in lieu of greeting when he'd entered Ghost's room that night.

"Mhmm." Ghost had nodded and continued to work away at his sewing machine. "Said he had a matching cosplay. 'Red Robin', he'd called it. Assured me it was different from mine. Tried to tell him I wouldn't know or care, I just enjoy makin the costumes." Soap had made himself comfy on Ghost's bed, and pulled out his journal to doodle. Ghost continued. "Roach is tagging along too, said he has a costume for Blue Beetle. Said it's not Batman related, but it's the same comic franchise."

"Blue Beetle's costume is pretty sick, that'll be cool." Soap had been a little down in that moment that the others would be tagging along, and he'd no longer have Ghost to himself, but he got over it quickly. They were still his friends. "We should drag Price along. Bring the whole team."

"You convince him to go, and just tell me what to make."

And now here they were. The 141, arguably the worlds most elite counterterrorism task force, dressed up as various DC characters. At a cosplay convention. Soap had never felt hotter.

Andy had hit it off with Roach pretty much immediately, the two of them talking at length about tiktok of all things. Soap wasn't aware that Roach had one. They couldn't convince Price to wear a costume, but that was okay. Several people approached him and said his Dum Dum Dugan colspay was cool, resulting in all three of his sergeants cackling at his confusion.

"You can't smoke that in here, boss." Ghost had whispered when Price placed a cigar in his mouth.

"I'm not. It's for emotional support." It fueled other peoples assumptions that he was cosplaying a marvel character, is what it was doing.

As was usual for a convention with Simon and his incredible cosplays, they were stopped by tons of people for pictures, and Andy recorded everything.

"Excuse me." Their group turned around to see a man in red, maroon, and gold robes of some sort.

"Oh, cool! Prince Zuko!" Well at least Roach knew who he was.

"Oh, uh, my friends call me Costume An-... You know what? Yeah. Just Zuko works. Can I get a picture of you guys?" Everyone nodded or gave the guy some sort of affirmative, and he turned specifically to Gaz and Ghost. "Do you know the panel where Tim kicks Jason in the balls? Can you do that? It's my favorite."

Soap knew the panel. Gaz knew the panel. Ghost certainly did not. All eyes were on him. He shrugged. "I'm wearing a cup." Gaz had the most feral grin Soap had ever seen him with. In hindsight, that should've been their warning.

"Right, Lt., you're gonna stand here," Gaz placed Ghost with his back to the cameras held by both Zuko and Andy. He used his foot to guide Ghost's stance wider. "Like that. Perfect. Everyone ready?" Gaz had the cheek to wink at Andy's camera.

He reared back.

And gave it everything he had.

That cup could only do Simon so much good.

Everyone winced as Ghost crumpled. "Gaz what the bloody fuck?!"

Price was barely keeping a straight face. He used his hand to grab his cigar and hide his failure. "Haven't heard your voice that high since you enlisted, Simon."

"He's dead." Soap whispered.

"You're dead." Roach informed Gaz as he made his way away from Ghost, who was still crouched on the floor.

"I'm dead." Gaz agreed, albeit with a shit eating grin. "Worth it, though. Bastard used me as a training dummy for forty-five goddamn minutes yesterday!" Soap had seen the aftermath, Ghost was pissed at some rookies and dragged poor Gaz into the ring to blow off some steam. The bruising all over Gaz's body were no joke.

"You said you weren't going to hold it against me!" Ghost wheezed.

"I lied!" Gaz shot back.

"Dude..." Andy definitely felt bad for poor Ghost, as did Soap.

"Man I needed those working." He bemoaned. Talk about foot in mouth, he hadn't meant to say that out loud.

"Oh, d'you two get your shit together? I'm sorry, I guess." Gaz laid a hand on Soap's shoulder.

"You'll apologize to him and not to me?!" Ghost's voice was marginally less strained and more angry.

"I was apologizing for accidentally cockblocking you two. I didn't know." Well neither did Ghost! John thought angrily.

"WHAT?!"

"GAZ!"

Gaz clearly realized his mistake, because Ghost was on his feet, and Soap himself was fuming at being outed like that. He bolted. Soap gave chase, and could hear Ghost charging after as well.

***

Andy turned to their new buddy, Zuko. "You'll send those to me, right?" He asked. He didn't really feel like Simon deserved that, but damn was it funny.

"He's gonna be okay, right?" Zuko asked.

"Ghost has taken worse hits. Gaz might need medical leave when they catch him though." Roach said while laughing. Soldiers were weird. But damn tiktok was gonna love this. Maybe they would finally get their shit together after they finish breaking their friend's legs.

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thatoneyanderewriter · 1 year

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Coincidence

pairing: yandere!nick nelson x male!reader

summary: you used to think it was purely coincidental how nick had always been there to help you. or even just talk. but you soon discover that it may not be a coincidence at all.

warnings: yandere, obsession, stalking, blood, murder, harry Greene is a warning himself, homophobia, f slur(I promise I can say it), and violence.

It began a few months ago. And at first it didn’t seem that odd. Nick Nelson being constantly there wherever you were. In fact you found it kind of nice.

You had a big crush on him anyways. You had plenty of opportunities to confess. But your friend Tao is convinced he’s straight and also, a bit odd.

“Okay, you think it’s not weird that he’s like everywhere? Tao scoffed. “This is an all-boys school, Charlie reminded him. “So? What do you think y/n? Tao asked, hoping you’d take his side.

“I’m not that bothered, I appreciate your protectiveness but we don’t even really know each other do we? You say, assuring him it was just strange coincidences that may be a blessing in disguise.

Tao rolled his eyes.”don’t say I didn’t warn you.” And then the rugby game. That obviously was a coincidence but you did know he was great at it. And Charlie your friend was in it so you should support him.

“Y/n, hey! Nick said, over by where you were. They were either done or taking a break. “Hi, You say. You were shy and when a popular guy is talking to you? Yeah you’re a bit nervous.

“It is kind of funny we always run into each other, Nick Joked. You laughed.”Tao thinks it isn’t a coincidence.” Nick laughs nervously which you found weird but brushed it off.

“Y/N! Tao whines. You come back over. “Tao’s being dramatic, again, Elle says. This was the time Higgs and Truham were kind of reunited.

“What about this time? You sigh, while smiling. You didn’t mind your friend being dramatic but sometimes he was a bit too dramatic.

“He thinks that Nick’s like obsessed with you or something, Isaac said. “Oh my god, you laugh, finding it funny.”Tao, you’re being a bit dramatic now don’t you think?”

“I don’t care, I’m just looking out for you, Tao said, crossing his arms. You always looked out for him too. “And I appreciate it so much but trust me on this one, he’s just a friend that I occasionally talk to, You assure him.

“Mhm, Charlie teased.”You definitely like him, y/n.” You smile, you didn’t deny it because at that point it was obvious. Why deny anything?

“You’re not denying it! Elle laughs.”So it’s official, you like rugby king nick nelson.” “Just be a bit quieter, I don’t want the whole world to hear, you say softly.

“Sorry, Elle apologized. “You know what? I’m happy for you, Tao said.”still think there’s something off.” Deep down you felt that too but because you really were into him you ignored those feelings.

But the way he played was really good and he was very, pretty. “You’re staring again aren’t you? Isaac chuckled. You sigh.”fine. I am. But look at him!”

“As your golden straight friend I don’t really see it, Tao said. “Well you aren’t gay! Charlie chuckled.”Y/n has good taste.” They were taking a break so Charlie was chatting with your friends for a bit before being called back over.

He was really good at rugby and you couldn’t be more happier for Charlie. He was becoming well liked though some still made fun of him for being gay. You were also gay and got made fun. That’s the bad part about Truham, homophobes.

Speaking of homophobes, you were preparing to leave the school when Harry and his “Mates” come up to you. “Hey Y/n, I’ve got some questions to ask, He says.

“Um, okay, you reply nervously. “Are you like attracted to any of the guys here? Cause you know, it’s an all boys school, He laughed.

“No, You lied. “Well how’s it like being gay? Harry asked. For someone who was asking sexuality questions it seemed like Harry himself was a homosexual. You wouldn’t be surprised if that was the case.

“Or are you just that little fag who likes every guy? Harry said. “Okay, that’s it, you scoff, walking away while he simply laughed at you. You were so annoyed at that point.

You just ignored them at that point. Your walk home wasn’t too far from the school, it was not that much of a walk. But the laughter that was usually so loud stopped.

You could still hear their conversation and at that point mostly everyone had gone home. But your curiosity caught up to you. Besides your sneaking suspicion wanted you to eavesdrop because you also heard Nick pipe in.

“Relax, mate, it was just a joke, you hear Harry say.”And how did you even hear us?” “Well it obviously wasn’t funny to him, especially when you used the f slur, Nick said,

Harry just laughed before saying nick was being sensitive. That’s when you heard someone punch. And you knew it was Nick. He had punched Harry. You thought that’s where it would end. But it didn’t. Not even close. You crept closer and saw the horrific scene.

Nick was definitely punching Harry, who couldn’t even fight back at that point, and his friends had fled in fear you could only assume. Maybe Tao had been right. For once.

You wanted to scream but didn’t. What if he heard you? You decided you had to do the one thing you were horrible at.

Running.

That’s something you and Tao had in common. You both sucked at Running. But you ran anyway. You were going to tell Tao he was right and he may or may not be cocky about it.

You remember all the times that Nick had “helped” you. But now it made sense. He had been following you and maybe was right now.

You run straight home and text your friends immediately that it was an emergency.

And in less than ten minutes, your friend group was over. “So you said this was an emergency, Elle said. “Mhm, you reply, fidgeting with your fingers.

“What is it? I was freaked out, Tao said. “Well uh, Tao was right, you finally say. Everyone’s eyes widen, then look at Tao. And like you expected, a smug look forms for a second then it turns to concern.

“Wait so, he’s obsessed with you? Tao asks. “I just saw him pretty much beat Harry to death, or almost, I ran before I could see if he was dead, You admit.

“It’s over now, y/n, Elle assured you.”I’m sure maybe what you saw was a misunderstanding. There’s no way that Tao was right.”

You nodded. Tao scoffed from Elle’s comment but still as concerned. That thought remained in your min though.

And you wondered, did Nick know you had witnessed most of it?

You hadn’t known him to be violent. No, he was nice and caring. Far from that type but you guessed you didn’t know him that well.

You shuddered.”Wait… I think we’re being watched.” “Huh? What do you mean? Elle asks, you go to your window, looking outside.

Perhaps it was paranoia kicking in but you definitely felt like someone was there. “Y/n…. I… wait, I see someone, Elle said.

“What? Charlie, Isaac and Tao say in unison, jumping up to your window. You could see the person too. “Oh my god. You need to report this, Elle said.

“I… what if they hurt me? You say. "I mean yeah I could fight them off but still!” “No, this is the right thing to do, Elle said.

You sigh. "I guess I’ll do it. Especially since that person is acting like Michael Myers with just standing there staring right at me.” "Your Mum and Dad are home, right? Elle said.

You nodded. Elle replies, grabbing your hand, "Come on. you should tell them. You give in."Okay. I guess." You go downstairs where your mum and dad were.

"mum, dad? you say. "yes? your mother responds. "i think someone is following me, you confess. suddenly, your mother and father look more worried.

"following you? your mother says. "we saw him, miss l/n, Elle pipes in. "We believe you, Your Father said. You sigh of relief. they both hug you. "We should report this, Your Mother suggested.

“We should… but right now we should stay inside, you say shakily.”I don’t really want to go outside.” You didn’t even understand why you were so scared when you could take down the stalker if you really wanted to and were fighting for your life.

“Well then, y/n, maybe stay down here so we can supervise you for now? Your mother said. You nodded.

You hadn’t told them the complete truth. That you knew who your stalker was. It made complete sense to be nick, you just knew it.

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rabbitbakery · 10 months

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The queen and her subject <3

I can explain 👁👁 I’m gay an I’ve been hyper fixated on this silly lil goddess I made soooo I’m dragging you all with me >:)

(NEEDED CONTEXT: a Crystalline is the species that Iris is, they rule over villages similarly to kings?? Think goddess but with crystal. Also she can like, make crystals???? It’s hard to explain but I promise it’s better shown than told.) all of Iris’s lines will be in purple

(warnings: yandere behavior, arranged marriage, kinda violence? It’s implied ig, big woman, like so much fluff) do not seek a relationship like this EVER in real life capish. Your a female in this too bth ———————————————————————

Divine, all knowing, and all seeing. Those were the words to describe her. The being who oversaw your small village was a Crystalline, an Amethyst one at that. She was seen as the most gorgeous being in all of your region! So why was a lowly geologist like you being summoned to her cave?

Deep, deep into the woods was a plentiful cave full of amethyst and other wondrous artifacts. This is where she made her home. Her name was Iris, she watched and ruled your village. You yourself were eager yet frightened to enter the cavern, no soul has ever been summoned to her home for good reasons. But you couldn’t help but the wonder what you could have possibly done? You were a good, hardworking, and friendly member of the community. You have done no wrong from what you know! Which only left one simple question, why were you being summoned?

As the guards escorted you, faint humming could be heard throughout the forest. As you we approaching closer and closer to the cave, the humming became louder and louder, almost to loud. Your walking slowed a bit in fear, but a small shove from the men kept you moving. Upon arriving, a beautiful cave is presented to you. Amethyst sprawls from the women, covering the walls and ground in the beautiful crystal. As she sees that you have arrived, she stops humming and turns slightly to address you.

“Hello there my dear! I hope the journey here wasn’t too strenuous!”

The woman in-front of you was… for lack of a better term massive. Not in a derogatory way of course, just quite literally massive. She was at least a hundred times your height and width. She was always referred to as a gentle giant, but you thought the villagers meant she was a bit on the tall side! As you’re trapped in your, quite surprised thoughts, one of the men pipe up.

“ I assure you we were gentle with her your liege.” A disappointed sigh was heard from the woman, clearly not happy with the answer given to her.

“You’re aware I oversee EVERYTHING that happens in that village correct?”

Seems the men failed to inform her of them breaking into your home and dragging you by your hair out. You’re gonna have bruises for weeks from how they handled you.

“Your liege I can-“

“I suggest you keep quiet, boy. I’m not exactly in a “merciful” mood this evening.”

Iris’s tone was enough to sent shivers down all three of you and the men’s spines. A few agonizing seconds pass before the other knight speaks up.

“My liege, if I may?”

“Make your words well spoken boy, I don’t have time for this.”

“Why did you request her?”

Thank the stars you didn’t have to ask, you think in your state you would have fainted at the thought of speaking.

Another sigh is heard before she gives a snappy remark back.

“She is to be my wife, do your men not recall that conversation? Or are you all too incompetent to understand anything I say?”

…

WHAT? Why weren’t you informed of this! You can’t be her wife- you’re not prepared! You know next to nothing about being a spouse!

You suppose the look of your face gave yourself away, as she speaks once again.

“You all told her she was to be married to me, correct ?”

“…”

“Oh thank the STARS she is in this room because if she WASN’T!”

Sharp jagged shards of amethyst rapidly spread from her feet and surround the men, who were now standing in-front of you. The amethyst is only about as tall as their boots, but it sends fear into both the men’s hearts, their body language reflects such. Her pupils turn into small slits, similar to a snake. She withdraws the amethyst shards from the men once she sees your fear.

“My apologies my dear, you two leave now”

They didn’t need to be told as they high tailed it outta there right as she said. You almost wanted to stop them, ask what was happening. The fear of upsetting her stopped you from doing such.

“My deepest apologies for how those pigs handled you my love! I can assure you that their actions will not go without punishment.”

“…May I my liege?”

“Of course my dearest.”

“…What is… happening?” The confusion in your voice was evident and you were shaken in your boots.

“Ah yes, I suppose an explanation is in order hm? Well as your aware I be requested your here for us to be wed! I’ve been keeping a close eye on you for quite some time~” Iris cooed gently, her voice much lower then before. Your not quite sure what she meant by “keeping a close eye”. Has she been stalking you!? You suppose that would explain your situation, but why?

“My liege, why me in particular? I’m no noble or Crystalline.”

“Oh my love, your so much more to me then that, the day I saw you at the moon rabbit festival I knew it was fate.”

Every year your village hosts a moon rabbit festival, to celebrate the many rabbits and bunny’s who wander your village. Rabbits are very sacred to your village, so Iris would attend every year to help decorate and give blessings. You had a stand selling the many crystals and gems you’ve collected from that year. You thought your liege was keeping a close watch on you, maybe too close even. But you thought nothing of it, merely a illusion in your eyes.

“My liege, I beg you to reconsider! I truly am not spouse material!”

“Oh hush my dear, that’s blasphemy!” Iris proclaimed with a chuckle. As she did, her tail curled around you, trapping you in-front of her.

“I’m not letting such a beautiful flower wilt under my careful watch~” She gently picks you up without warning, causing you to flinch a little. She holds you gently in her palm and brings you to her face, nuzzling you.

“I love you more than anything my darling, and I’m not letting my opportunity to be your wife slip from my palm.” With that, she gives you a kiss on your head, leaving you warm and fuzzy inside. Still holding you, she stands up from her perch and walks deeper into her home.

“I suppose I should show you where you’ll be residing from now on hm?”

She strolls deeper and see into her cavern. It was much bigger than it looks from the outside, yet still as beautiful. Crystals and silver adorned the walls of the abode, shimmering as Iris walked. She cradled you in her arms, occasionally looking down at you with a loving gaze and a warm smile. Her pace slow and steady, her hold firm. This felt… wrong. Your not used to so much attention, positive attention at that. You simply couldn’t handle it! Luckily you wouldn’t have to wait for long as you see a room off of the hallway like stretch of cave. To your left was a separate cavern, a bolder covering the entrance. Iris effortlessly pushes the bolder out of the way and enters the room.

“Here is our bedroom! You’ll be here for a bit before we have our wedding, sorry there aren’t anymore rooms my dove, I’m not quite finished creating the rest of our home just yet.”

The room had the same amethyst coating the walls, the ground a purple rug with shimmering bits in it. The walls had some shelves made of stone, on them were things that you weren’t quite sure what they were, but they looks expensive. And too the right was a small nest of very large purple blankets and pillows, all shimmering with the same shimmering bits as the rug. All you could do was stare in amazement, you hadn’t the money to even lay eyes on these things, let alone live near them. Iris gently set you on the mound of blankets and sat down to your level, setting her head in her arms. A loving stare poured into you, all you could do is curl up and try not to look stupid.

“Oh my dear, what am I too do with you~” She gently nudges a strand of hair out of your face with her finger and tilts your head up to meet her eyes. After a few seconds of you desperately trying to avoid eye contact, she takes her hand and pulls you into her arms, embracing you in a warm hug. Faint purring is heard from her throat as she crawls into her nest and lays you next to her.

“We should get some sleep my dear, I have to plan tomorrow, and I’m sure you’ll want to be well rested.”

She says as she pulls you into a tight hug. You wiggle a bit, her giggling and holding you tighter in protest. You eventually give up and drift to sleep. Unaware of the obsessive eyes watching over your every move.

“Goodnight my sweet, I promise you’ll get adjusted soon~”

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the-prince-of-professors · 5 months

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hi :) im planning a presentation on why raffles books are gay- ive got oscar wilde and the rest cure but im not sure what other examples to use? i dont want to sound like im reaching- any ideas? :)

Oh, that is great! And I totally get that but I can assure you there is plenty of material in there to back up your arguments. Oscar Wilde is a great place to start cause there are A Lot of parallels that are hard to ignore (I once wrote up a simple timeline if that is helpful). Peter Rowland, who wrote the biography on Hornung, brings up the Wilde parallels too and uses them (along with some other examples from Hornung's life) as a basis for arguing that Hornung and Wilde were good friends. The Rest Cure is definitely well worth mentioning too!

One big thing you should bring up is aestheticism! The books are dripping of it and it's a movement that was heavily associated with "deviant" sexuality at the end of the 19th century, not least because of Wilde. I have written a bit about it here, and if you are able to I recommend you read D. Michael Jones's article "E. W. Hornung’s Raffles and the English Aesthetic Movement: The Rhetoric of Romance Masculinity" from 2016 in which he makes great and in depths arguments for why aestheticism is a key part of the books and how that ties in with the queerness of Raffles and Bunny. I wrote a thesis this year on how the aestheticism and the queer themes have been adapted in the 1975-77 TV series which also brings up how those themes are important in the books, and I'd love to share it with you but I'm still in the process of translating it to English! I'd be happy to share more resources and sources with you though if there is something you're not able to access! Or if you need help pulling out key quotes - I don't know how big your presentation is and how deep you'd be able to go explaining the aestheticism angle? Cause you could go pretty deep but if you don't have time there are some things you could explain in short terms. Another thing you could bring up is Graham Greene's 1975 play The Return of A. J. Raffles, in which he veeeeery much brings the queer themes and the Wilde parallels to the surface.

Just let me know if you need more help! 💎

#crime and cricket #raffles canon #a j raffles #bunny manders #e w hornung #raffles resources #telegram #anonymous

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colonel-kira-nerys · 1 year

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It only let's me do ten options but rest assured there are plenty more characters who deserve to be on this list.

#nyota uhura #christine chapel #deanna troi #beverly crusher #tasha yar #kira nerys #jadzia dax #kathryn janeway #seven of nine #b'elanna torres

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MOGUS ART DUMP TIME

Have you ever wondered what would happen if Brown, Red, and Green raised a kid together? Probably, because there's no fuckin' way that kid would end up normal by any stretch of the word, and it would be absolutely hilarious to watch the assured family drama unfold.

Have you ever wondered what would happen if the kid they raised came from an entirely different canon universe altogether? Probably not, but that's what's about to happen in this fukken post, because in an alternate timeline, the kid these three adopted turned out to be Shio. (Yes, that Shio - the one whose canonical appearance typically requires a Body Horror warning. If you want additional context about who tf Shio is, there’s a simple summary of them in this post (some of the deets for other characters is, kinda outdated or wildly inaccurate now, ahaha, C A M), or you can read the WIP for the novel they’re from here. Although, there’s some good or bad news if you take the latter route, depending: Shio doesn’t show up until the end of chapter three, and you already have hella spoilers going in, LOL.)

That being said, get ready for some family photos of our favorite trio of gay space pirates, who have managed to accidentally adopt an impostor baby from a whole other universe, which is a totally normal and average thing to happen to anyone ever, no big deal. Pay no attention to the fact that their brand new impostor baby used to be a literal war criminal, one who attempted to rage-quit life so hard over being dumped that the creation deity of their universe took one long look at them and decided, 'Ya know what would be funny? Resetting this piece of shit back to Babby Status without any memories whatsoever of who they used to be, and then tossing them out into space for a trio of some of the biggest chaosmongers in this other reality’s existence to stumble across and adopt because they think they've just found some weird cute animal, rather than a fully sapient being that is going to molt into what looks like a human baby in a little less than two years. That would be So Fucking Funny and it needs to happen Right Now.'

'Look at how tiny and cute and huggable this lil guy is, surely they will stay this way forever~' Oh, Brown, you poor sweet naive little man. Shio's only three here, they've got plenty of time to grow. >:3c

Plenty of time to grow and decide that they're more of a 'he' than a 'they' this time around, even.

Sweet/sad fact about Brown - he refuses to allow a child of his to go without love and support because of the way he lacked those things growing up (and in general). Hilarious fact about Brown to follow that up with, though - that does not mean he will be responsible and NOT put his all into teaching his child to become a notorious space pirate just like him (with - of course - the Full Backing of Green and Red). So, Shio might not become a war criminal, per se, but, uh. He is Definitely still gonna wind up becoming a criminal. <:]

Yes, Red's shirt says 'Puppy Cannon', and it is indeed a reference to 'Party Cannon', why do you ask? Shio's shirt, meanwhile, says 'Squish Bab', whereas Brown's says 'I woke up like this (48 hours ago)', and Green's gauges have 'BlaXk HUle' on them. (Crinkle assures me it's pronounced the same as 'black hole', and while my brain understands this logically, my eyeballs still have doubts.)

'Well, Shio has gotten bigger and taller than me despite him only being 13, but surely he won't get any bigger than this, right???' Keep dreaming, Brown, this isn't even Shio's final form size.

Has Shio already accompanied his parents on several heists and raids on MIRA property while in some manner of disguise by now? Not according to any of Devon's paperwork. Which Shio helps with on a consistent basis to give his parents some alone time. And who wouldn't trust the beloved Admiral's part-time assistant~? He's such a calm, quiet, and responsible young man~ ;) Pay no mind to the fact that, against Red's wishes and to Green's not-so-secret delight, Shio and Brown have recently and very intentionally caused a full-blown society-wide panic back in Shio's old universe, thanks in part to them learning about his past life and making a series of videos on social media entitled 'Shio Survived So Get Ready For ~Kill All Humanity PART TWO~ LOL'.

In case it's not fully legible, Brown's shirt reads 'I went to another universe and all I stole was my *awesome kid* (and 50 thousand dollars) ... (and a car)'. Meanwhile, Green's 'Slutstomper' gauges are in reference to an absolutely raunchy electropop band from Shio's ex-universe. Red's shirt will be revealed in the next photo, and I can assure you, he does not understand what it means the way Green and Brown do, and it was all Green's idea because he just has, you know. So much class.

'I can't believe my son can lift and carry all three of his parents like it's nothing now. I'm so mad, yet I couldn't be prouder.' People who knew Shio before they got reset tried to warn you that they were an Absolute Unit, Brown, but you didn't listen. This is what happens when you don't listen. 23 years later, you wind up with an adoptive son who can easily pick up not just you, but both of your boyfriends along with you.

Has Shio gone back for another visit to their old universe with Brown by now to fake going on a Kill All Humans crusade for the sake of causing more mass panic? ...Maybe. Did they trick Devon into letting them borrow one of his ships for this endeavor? ...Possibly. Did Red end up so furious that he made both of them do three months of community service to make up for it afterward, and banned them from letting Green go along to help them properly socialize? Well, yes - absolutely yes, in fact - but to be fair, they both knew Green would have spent most of his time there being a slutty menace and flirting with everyone, anyway, and neither of them wanted to have to deal with that. They were already being punished as it was (by having to help a bunch of needy people with a smile), so, no need to make it worse for themselves.

Brown's 'Stabby Babby' shirt definitely features an angry baby holding a knife on it, but Shio's arms are in the way because he's Just That Massive. Also, I apologize for Green and Brown (but mostly myself) for allowing that Pupknot shirt to exist on poor innocent Red. In Shio's defense, he has crafted a very solid mental block around what the joke is and thus Also does not understand what it means. And in my own defense, after coming up with two other puppyfied metal band names, how could I resist the horrible joke that would come out of doing the same to Slipknot? (Okay, that's less of a defense and more of an outright admission of guilt.) As for Green's decals and patches, if anyone wants to see the full-size versions of them for whatever reason, let me know, because I put an absurd amount of work into them, and I want a reason beyond my own fragile artist ego to compile them all into a single cohesive image. Also, in regards to the 'VB' on Green's gauges and one of his patches, it stands for 'Video Bois', which is sort of an AU-canon term for their polycule (video cables = RGB = Red, Green, Brown).

Oh, wait, what's that eldritch creature way off in the background, you ask?

...

Don't worry about it. :)

#among us #art #fanart #original characters #only shio is mine lol #crinklytinfoil #NSFA #brown is the supportive dad #green is the cool dad #and red is the sweet dad #they are Excellent Parents and yet - at the same time - Terrible Parents XD #their child is loved and supported and taken care of #their child is also a terrifying force of a space pirate who likes to play Secret Mind Games with their targets #still better than what COULD have happened with shio tho #because i cannot stress this enough #they were a Literal War Criminal in their past life #also i actually did not realize the implicit What The Fuck in the Pupknot joke until i was already halfway done with the logo WHOOPS XD

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Lifetime Supply: Chapter 10

Written by: Gainer Stories

Lifetime Supply is a collaborative story penned by Gainer Stories and Gaining Fiction.

Ryan stared at himself proudly in the mirror. He was an absolute porker. His skin was still flushed red after a hot shower, and his chest hair damp. He didn’t dry off as quickly anymore. The fold under his moobs stayed moist as did his underbelly and groin. The fresh stretch marks on his belly screamed for attention, and for the first time he noticed smaller ones developing on the inside of his thighs and fat pad. He liked that he was expanding all over. All the better for boys to shower him with attention.

He pulled on a pair of underwear. Bending over took more time than it used to. He had noticed his belly getting in the way about thirty pounds ago. But now everything was fat and everything got in the way. He reckoned that in another fifty pounds he’d really be struggling. With the boxer briefs on, Ryan admired the way his fat bulged around the elastic.

Next were his new jeans from the big and tall store. They fit like a glove, hugging his ass and thighs without restricting movement and comfortably buttoning at the waist. The sales associate Gerry assured him there were plenty of larger sizes to grow into should these ever become snug. Next he threw on an old undershirt that he knew wouldn’t cover him completely. This would be a surprise for Luke if he was lucky.

Next, he clad a newly purchased sweater. It was light weight and appropriately sized, but still clung to every fleshy curve. Surely this would tantalize Luke, so he hoped. Ryan then contemplated the addition of suspenders. Gerry had been a big advocate of this purchase, but Ryan was skeptical. Did he really need them yet? His pants stayed up fairly well on their own. Nevertheless, he donned them.

The supportive elastic pressed against his belly, accentuating it’s convex nature. It also highlighted the fleshiness of his chest and overall wideness. There was no denying that suspenders were the marker of a certified dough boy and although Ryan wasn’t sure if he was quite there yet, he wore them anyway.

Arriving at the gay bar his heart was pounding with anticipation. A million thoughts rushed through his head. What if Luke stands him up? What if he’s in denial about his attraction to fat guys? What if Jason is there for a half hearted apology?

Ryan stepped through the door and Luke immediately spotted the fattest guy in the room. His eyes lit up and he rushed over to greet Luke with a surprisingly intimate hug. It lasted a few seconds longer than seemed normal, and Luke stepped back visibly flustered and self conscious of this fact.

“Let me buy you a drink, I feel so awful about what happened last night,” Luke immediately uttered.

Ryan casually pressed his belly against the bar as Luke ordered and tried to remain calm at the sight of Ryan’s heft spread out before him. With drinks in hand, they proceeded to a booth tucked away in the corner.

“Jason is such a fucking cunt,” I don’t know how either of us put up with him for so long.

“It sounds like… you broke up?” Ryan asked.

“We’ve been broken up! We were meeting up last night to leave things on better terms and it totally backfired.”

Ryan asked why they had broken up and Luke seemed to be withholding something. He danced around the topic but it was clear there was an elephant in the room, and his name was Ryan. Ryan was growing frustrated with the polite banter. Luke was no longer in a relationship and nor was he at work, there was no excuse for this pussyfooting and Ryan knew he had to make a move. He excused himself to the bathroom to gather his thoughts.

On his journey there he noticed an Adesco branded vending machine. Cha-ching! Ryan fed the machine several bills and bought a handful of snacks, far more than was appropriate being seen with at a gay bar. He suppressed a devilish grin when he returned to a stunned Luke.

“Sorry, but I’m just so goddamn hungry lately and couldn’t pass these up.”

Luke gulped, “Oh… those are good ones.”

“Tell me about it.”

A silence hung in the air as Ryan shifted his belly and leaned back in the booth. He tore open a snack cake as Luke watched with lustful eyes. Ryan raised it to his mouth. Just as it was about to reach his lips he stopped.

“No, seriously Luke, why don’t you tell me about it?”

“Uh, um, I… are you not gonna eat that?” Luke gestured towards the cake still sitting in Ryan’s hand.

Ryan grinned, “Why don’t you feed it to me?”

“Here? Like, right now?”

“Why not?”

With a nervous hand Luke picked up the cake and raised it to Ryan’s mouth. Ryan inhaled it in one bite and then nodded to the other one. Looking around nervously, Luke repeated the action. Then Ryan handed Luke the rest of the snacks.

“Go on, I know you want to,” he purred.

Luke swallowed and took a deep breath before proceeding. As he fed this mountain of a man, this guy he’d heard Jason chastise endlessly for letting himself go, this fat ass who taunted him over the phone with each fresh pound of lard he slathered on, Luke began to lose himself. Ryan was eating faster and Luke was shoving the food in his mouth to keep up. Both men were breathing heavily and Luke’s hard on was soaking his pants with precum.

“Why don’t we uh,” Luke stammered once the snacks were consumed, “why don’t we head to the bathroom real quick?”

Ryan replied in the affirmative and stood up dramatically to accentuate the heft of his stomach. The fit jock and overgrown fatty made their way to the bathroom with hurried steps and pounding hearts. Bypassing the men standing at the trough, they locked themselves in the stall. Standing face to face, Ryan’s girth filled up the majority of the space in the small corridor.

Without another word they locked lips and Luke’s hands immediately gripped the gooey lovehandles pouring out behind Ryan’s suspenders. Their kissing was sloppy and frantic, the result of months of telephone foreplay. Luke wasted no time in unbuttoning Ryan’s shirt to expose the man’s swollen and hairy barrel of a belly.

Ryan slipped his hands down the back of Luke’s pants, gripping a surprisingly plentiful handful of fuzzy bubble butt. However he didn’t get much time to explore the horny jock’s rear end before Luke dropped to his knees and fervently buried his entire face into Ryan’s plush overhang. Luke was like a feral animal licking and biting at the musky rolls of chub he had helped Ryan grow over the past several months. The metal walls of the stall creaked and banged against their passionate encounter and Luke even let out a bellowing moan he could no longer contain.

Luke unbuttoned Ryan’s pants and pulled down the snug underwear. Ryan’s cock sprung to desperate attention, but Luke overlooked the throbbing member in favor of the ripe fat pad bulging above it. Ryan gasped and inadvertently bent the stall wall under the pressure his weight. Just as Luke wrapped one hand around the stretch marked fat pad and the other around Ryan’s pipe there was a knock at the door.

“Sorry boys, no hanky panky or I’ll get the bouncer!”

Both men sighed in frustration. They haphazardly redressed Ryan and emerged from the stall looking sex crazed and disheveled. They escaped the bar hand in hand and the crisp night air reinvigorated their senses.

“Back to my place?” Ryan beckoned.

“I have a better idea,” Luke responded.

They climbed inside Luke’s car and peeled out into the street. Ryan asked where they were headed but Luke remained silent with a determined look on his face. After about ten minutes they pulled into the parking lot of the All American Buffet and Diner. Luke looked over at Ryan with a devilish grin on his face.

“Let’s see what you can do,” he said.

Ryan was eager to accept the challenge and stepped out of the car. Still looking a mess, they stepped inside with an eagerness that seemed out of place for the small establishment. Looking around, Ryan was completely taken aback. The restaurant was not very full at this time of night, yet he knew nearly half of the patrons in attendance.

At one table sat Antoine and a new feedee. Ryan’s replacement was much smaller than he was, sporting a modest paunch of maybe twenty extra pounds. Ryan recognized the look in Antoine’s eyes as he watched his date polish the plate with gusto. Ryan wondered if the fledgling gainer knew what he was in for.

Sitting a few tables over was Ahmed and Cory. Ahmed had a plate in front of him that was laughably overflowing with food. His belly already looked swollen beneath his snug muscle tee and Ryan wondered how long the newfound muscle man could last until he developed into a full on bear.

Eying the room, Ryan had a realization. This was the first time he was seeing all the men responsible for his weight gain in one place: Luke, Antoine, Cory, Ahmed. You wouldn’t know it based on appearances, but this was one dangerous posse, at least when it came to waistlines.

“Hey boys!” Ryan announced loudly, standing at the entrance and waving.

They all looked up from their plates with a stunned look in the eyes.

#Lifetime Supply

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Kidnapped (Part 2 - Changes Have Begun)

I was still trying to figure out what had happened to me, what was happening to me and what lay in store for me. Oh, and I had a splitting headache which was making it very hard to think straight.

The booted skinhead had wheeled a six foot mirror tall into the room and placed it directly in front of the chair I was strapped into.

I looked up and I stared at the reflection. They’d already made changes. Pubic hairs were gone, and my cock that now sported a Prince Albert. Nipples pierced with steel barbells.

My nose was pierced with a septum ring and think rings hung from each earlobe. I opened my mouth. I silver ball sparkled.

Instead of a full set of hair, it had been reduced to almost nothing. I gawped at the stranger facing me.

By now the skinhead had lit up a cigarette and was sitting in front of me.

“Now, do I have your full attention?”

I nodded.

“Good, my colleagues and I specialise in kidnapping and training wannabes like you. When we started our little venture, we used to just kidnap ‘normal’ blokes, mostly college age or into their twenties. The problem was we had to break them thoroughly. But the hours hypnosis required and torture often turned left us with mindless gimps. And that caused us a problem. What could we do with them? Well the BoSS is a smart guy so he found a use for them, but it he found it wasn’t very lucrative”.

“Where are they now?” I asked.

With a sinister grin on his face, he replied “You really don’t want to know. They rarely see any daylight now, but they don’t care.”

He could see what he told me was getting me agitated. “Don’t worry. We’ve moved on from that. Now take younger lads as well as older blokes, just like you. It doesn't take much for you wannabes to accept your fate. Most actually enjoy it. Do you understand?"

“I guess,” I replied nervously.

“When we’re done here, who knows what will happen. We could ‘auction’ you online to a skinhead master - and there are plenty of older skins who want a skinboi who’s closer to their age as a sub or slave. The BoSS might bring you into the business, or you could be allowed to leave here as a proud skinhead who lives by the skin code. But if you don’t cooperate there’s always the possibility of being turned into a mindless gimp.”

As he said the last sentence there was a real ominous look in his eyes. Shocked at the situation I found myself in, I asked my captor, “Why...why me?”

“That’s easy. The BoSS has had his eye on you for a while now. He’s seen it many times before and will see it many times in the future. You’ve always known there was something missing in your life. To the rest of the world, to your family and friends you have a wonderful life. I know all about you. I know you worked hard in school, went to Uni, graduated, got a good job and then got married. Maybe you’re thinking of starting a family? I don’t know. What I do know for certain is that you’ve never been happy. You’ve found yourself becoming a bit detached from your missus, your friends; getting lost in your thoughts, finding a place on the internet where you could be ‘real’, express everything you’ve suppressed for years, probably all your life...”

I listened to this booted skinhead, who seemed to know me and have a deep understanding of what to do with my life.

“...so we’re going to make it happen. When we’re done, there will be no return to your old life. No going back to the office. You’re going to visit your wife, so she can see the real you. You’ll sign over everything to her. Then, you’ll get a real job, and in time real friends, maybe settle into a new relationship. It’s time to move on. We’re going to give you the happiness you seek. We’ve got it all planned out, so let’s get started”. With that the skinhead walked behind me.

Whilst the skinhead busied himself, I was able to see him properly. He was strangely attractive. I couldn’t help staring at his black boots, with white laces. I had assured myself I was not gay, but then I was not sure who I really was. I looked around the room. There was a television hung from a bracket on the wall and a small wardrobe. Apart from that the room was barren.

The skinhead came over to my chair. “This has all the nutrients you need for now,” handing me the beaker. He was beaming his smile at me, arms folded. “You know, you’re my first?”

“What?”

“Yeah, the BoSS recruited me a year ago, and has been personally training me to induct new skins. You’ll meet him soon. I think he’s taken a ‘liking’ to you.

“Recruited you, to do what?”

He ignored my question. “Here,” he said, handing me a beaker with a liquid which looked like blackcurrant juice in it. “Have the TV on with your drink. We need to ‘soften’ you up”, he smiled, and promptly left the room.

I had this weird taste in my mouth and was so thirst that I simply gulped down the contents of the beaker After several hours, I am not sure whether I was becoming mindless from what was playing on the television, or from what was in the drink.

[to be continued]

#skinhead #smoking #piercings #boots

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Dude sameeeee, I'm totally capable to find people attractive (in a sense that they're good looking or have a great energy/style) but I've rarely ever been actually attracted to anyone, at least not in a physical/sexual way

After a lot of thought I have identified myself under the demisexual umbrella, as in needing a deep connection or knowledge of someone before wanting to get involved romantically or in any other way, but it could also be just acesexuality which I'll discover once I get in some sort of relationship, since I never have before

Obviously our experiences, preferences and needs can be entirely different, but with all of this I just wanted to assure you that there's nothing wrong with the way you feel about other people and relationships, we know that this society has influenced and imposed many standards and rules that shouldn't be there, let it be heteronormativity, monogamy, sexism obvs, but also what attraction and love entails

We have always been told that with your partner you're supposed to be loyal, sexually active, always in tune with your preferences, that it should aim for marriage and kids and whatnot, and we are understanding that, individually you won't agree, want or need all or any of those things, not at a certain age, not with someone else, or with only one person

Idk if I'm making sense, but yeah, these lines of platonic, romantic, and sexual relationships have always been shown as strict and defined, when they're nothing like that, not for anyone, so don't let it make you feel bad or guilty for however you feel or experience things, don't force yourself to fall into this box and category, or let alone feel the need to stay with someone, do certain things without your complete consent and desire

Those labels shouldn't matter either, I feel demi because that brings me some clarity, but it doesn't apply to everything, and it shouldn't be a rule either, so this uncertainty of yours could be solved once you find the 'right person', or it could simply not be changed, like ever, because there's nothing wrong in the first place if you simply don't feel the need to take part in those activities with anyone

...

Jesus I feel like I said a bunch of nothing, but anyways, sorry if it's too long or uncomfortable idk, but yeah, be unapologetic with your preferences and desires, be free of taking your own time with partners and relationships, and make yourself feel safe and looked after, your piece is what matters the most over anyone else's expectations

Love u, bye

i love this so much and i love you too , i struggled so hard with you this for a while cause i felt like no one would get it in my family since they see everything as black and white, either your gay straight or bi , it's not like they'll be weird about it , it's just having that conversation with my parents would be exhausting, but luckily she won't be asking for grandkids since she knows i have no desire for kids anyway and she has 5 already so that's plenty.

#— ♡. talks with luvyeni

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idk man I’m just thinking about Proinsias Cassidy, relatively new vampire, showing up in New Orleans for the first time in the early 1930s, had to get out of New York, it was too bloody depressing, and people aren’t doing any better in New Orleans but at least it’s warm at night and there’s plenty of booze and amazing music. He slips into a bar one night and gets approached by a curvy flapper with a sly smile — ain’t seen you around here before — they start hitting it off, she’s fun and bubbly and a little bit wicked but the guy she’s with keeps giving Cassidy sidelong looks; Cassidy, who’s barely started to figure out he might be queer, doesn’t know if he’s being checked out or about to be beaten up, but the guy is handsome so he figures he isn’t mad if it’s the former, and if it’s the latter he’d rather get it over with. So he asks something nonspecific just to test the waters and Mimzy assures him he’s fine — Alastor’s just protective of me is all, he’s really a kitten. Alastor, quit lurkin’ in the shadows and meet my new friend! — so they all start talking, and Alastor relaxes a little, Cassidy learns he’s a radio man, Alastor learns that Cassidy just moved down from Manhattan and gets strangely quiet again when Cassidy talks about the day the stock market crashed, but Mimzy has enough sympathy for the orphaned children for both of them. They all dance, Cass with Mimzy and Al with Mimzy and as the drinks keep flowing eventually Cass with Al, Cassidy still thinks Alastor might be gay but extremely shy or maybe just not interested in him. But it’s a nice night, and eventually Cass goes home with Mimzy, and the two of them end up shacking up for a while and the three of them have several enjoyable nights out, and Cass keeps getting the impression that’s there’s something dark underneath Alastor’s charm but he’s never able to put his finger on it, at least not before Mimzy gets tired of him — I never wanted to be tied down, hun, you gotta get out — and Cass goes off to find another girlfriend or boyfriend, and the two men part ways never really knowing the kind of monster the other is

Alternate dark ending under the cut

Alternately —

Either Cass or Mimzy ends up getting in trouble with the local mob, because between the two of them it’s really a question of who’s going to piss someone off first, but either way Alastor blames Cassidy for the trouble and ends up “dispatching” him for Mimzy’s safety, not knowing he’s a vampire and can’t be killed normally

And while he’s burying the “body” he’s shot by a hunter, and Cassidy waits until he can no longer hear the dogs, then heals himself from the still-warm corpse of his former friend

#proinsias cassidy #hazbin hotel #alastor #preacher #mimzy #when blorbos collide #who is this for?#i dont know!!!#but sometimes the brain goes brrr #long post #my headcanons #that alt ending is gonna make things R E A L awkward when Cassidy eventually shows up in Hell

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slasher-male-wife · 2 years

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can you do slashers x ftm! reader where the reader is being harassed/hurt for being trans? have a nice day :)

I think all trans people know how it feels to be harassed because of this. I personally like to wear/do feminine things sometimes because well I like to be androdgynus but people constantly get on my ass about it and its like "Bro calm down I'm literally just vibing" you know? I love this idea and I had to write it for you asap. Most of this stuff has also been said to me before.

Includes: Lester Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, RZ Michael Myers, and Billy Loomis

Warnings: Violence, transphobia, implied murder and murder, religous induced bigotry, censored t slur used in Bo’s and Billy’s section

Lester Sinclair

You're riding with him in his truck after the two of you picked up a woman. You and the woman were having a light conversation when she says "You have such a deep voice for a woman, and such a flat chest. If you want I can give you the number for a plastic surgeon who can help fix that." You cringe at her words.

"Well ma'am I'm man so that won't be needed. I'm fine with the way I look." She frowns.

"Oh well you know you're not actually a man honey. Just because you mutilated yourself with surgeries and hormones doesn't mean you're not a woman. I'll be praying for you." She crosses her arms and moves a bit away from you.

"I'd suggest you don't talk to my boyfriend like that ma'am." Lester says putting a hand on your thigh.

"Oh don't enable this delusion of hers. She's sick in the head because the devil has invaded her mind. I pray you two repent from your wicked ways and find god."

"Ma'am how do you know that my boyfriend isn't a man?" He asks.

"Lester it's fine just let it go." You whisper to him.

"I'm not gonna let this go darlin." He squeezes your thigh and the woman scoffs.

"It's obvious that she's not a man. I mean just look at her." She gestures to you and you look down.

"Well ma'am I can assure you that he is in fact a man and that you shouldn't keep talking this way unless you want to walk to town."

"I'd much rather walk then be in a car full of sinners." Lester turns a corner and stops at the creek that divides the road to town.

"Well you can get out then. I pray that god has mercy on your soul." He looks at the woman with disgust on her face. She scoffs and opens the door.

"I hope you two enjoy hell." She gets out with a huff and you watch as she walks off into town.

"I'm sorry bout that Y/N. Some folks have no manners."

"It's ok Lester, I'm used to it." You look over to him. He's got a look on his face you've never seen him wear before.

"Well darlin I'm not gonna let you put up with that anymore. You're my boyfriend any no one's gonna treat you like that again."

Bo Sinclair

You’re in the shop with Bo waiting for a new patch of people to come into town. He’s busy working on a car and you’re at the counter flipping through a magazine. You hear the door open and in walk two men who look to be in collage. They must be from the city based on how they look. You try to ignore them but you hear one guy whisper to the other something. The aproch the counter and one of them leans on it as you shut the magazine. “Hello fellas how can I help you today?”

“Hey there pretty lady. Our car broke down a few miles back. We need a fan belt and a ride back. Think a beautiful little woman like you can help us?” The one leaning says. You cringe at the flirting.

“Well Bo can help you with that and I’m sorry to burst your bubble but I’m not a woman.” As you say this Bo walks into the room.

“I told you she was a t-slur Trent.” The other guy whispers loud enough for you and Bo to hear.

“Whatever man she’s still got plenty of holes. Doesn’t make me gay.” You exhale deeply and Bo walks over.

“Well if y’all want help on your car I’d suggest not calling him slurs. I would normally just kick y’all out but I’m feeling nice today. What size fan belt do y’all need?” He asks putting a hand on your back.

“We need a 15 inch and sorry for uh hurting your woman’s feelings there. I was just stating the facts.” You look up at Bo and his polite smile. He’s good at masking his true feelings. But you know damn well the rage that’s almost bursting out of him.

“Well I got a shipment of those back at my house. I can grab one for y’all and dive you back.”

“Thanks man, I’m glad you’re not so up tight about that dumb t-slur shit.” He nods. You know he’s hit his breaking point.

“Well lets go up to the house then. I’ll be back darlin.” He give you a kiss on the cheek and walks out with boys and you know damn well whats gonna happen. Bo often kills quick, but this time you know he’ll draw it out. Later that night you overheard Vincent and Bo talking. “Well I’m sorry you had to do so much touch up work, they got what was coming to them.”

RZ Michael Myers

You’ve got yourself in a sticky situation. You’re cornered by a man who has been harassing you non stop once he found out about you being trans. “I told you to leave me the hell alone!” You yell trying to push past him. He shoves you back against the wall in the ally you’re in.

“I told you, you dumb bitch I don’t like people like you in my town. I gave you time to leave but your dumb cunt of a brain can’t listen.” He punches you right in the eye and you let out a scream. He hits you again on the nose, making blood leak out. “Now I want you gone by next month or else I’ll do a lot worse than this you hear me?” He grabs you by your shoulders and throws you on the ground. Your back hits the ground hard and you let out another cry of pain. “Get the fuck out of my town you dumb bitch.” He spits on your shirt and leaves. You lay there on the ground for ten more minutes, crying and racking your brain about what to do.

Once you get back home Michael is in the kitchen, sitting at the table staring off at the wall. When he sees you, the dried blood under your nose and the forming black eye he stands up. “Michael I’m fine ok? I just got in a bit of trouble with someone.” You go to the freezer and Michael just stares at you. You often can’t read what he’s trying to say because of his face being covered by a mask. But this time you can see he’s calling bullshit and he’s gonna get the truth sometime soon. You sigh and pull out an ice pack and put it on your swelling eye. “Well there’s been this guy harassing me about leaving town for a good time now and this time he got violent. I swear it’s nothing ok? I’m probably just gonna move a few towns over and I can still find ways to visit you ok?” He huffs and leaves the room. You sight and pray he doesn’t get caught. You know you can’t stop him from whatever he’s going to do.

The next morning you find Michael has changed out of his usual coveralls and latex mask and is in normal clothes and one of his hand made masks. He does this for a few reasons. Sometimes he needs to get more comfortable, you insist that you wash both of them and he watches you closely as you do it or he’s had a very messy kill and he washes his clothes on his own. You know which one it is. Your suspistion is confirmed when you watch the news that morning to find out the man who’s been harassing you was brutally killed. The news says it was so graphic it has to have been a pack of wild animals or something supernatural. Michael went so overboard on this man just because of what he did to you.

“You didn’t have to do that.” You tell him turning off the news.

‘You’re mine. No one hurts you.’

He signs. You nod and take a deep breath. He really must love you to butcher him like that.

Billy Loomis

You’re changing in the locker room after gym and you hear faint whispers behind you. There’s always talk about you and how you “don’t belong in here” and that “you’re just a girl” but you ignore it the best you can. But today it went above and beyond.

“Hey Drew isn’t there a no t-slur policy in this town?”

“Yeah there is. I heard that whenever a t-slur moves here they wind up getting their mental illness beat out of them or wind up dead. Real shame too girl t-slurs are the best in bed cause they give it up so easy.” You look over at them and bite the inside of you cheek. The snicker as you look back at your locker. A few days later when you’re getting changed again you find what you bind with is missing from you locker. You know who stole it and now you’re stuck with your chest being prominant for the rest of the day.

Billy knows something is up but when he asks about it you deny anything is wrong, not wanting him to get involved with it. But that too fails when one day while you’re out with Billy holding hands those two boys see the two of you and have to comment on it. “Hey Y/N I thought you said you’re gay.” One of them says.

“I am actually.”

“Then how come your on a date with Loomis? Last time I checked for a girl to be gay they have to date another girl.” The other boy says.

“How about you beat it.” Billy says wrapping and arm around you.

“Oh is it not our turn to fuck the t-slur? You know all of them are sluts who give it up to anyone right Billy? You deserve something better than this cheap t-slur.”

“I said beat it. I don’t wanna get violent.” He says. The boys chuckle and leave again. Later that night you call Billy to come over.

“I’m sorry honey I’ve got something I have to take care of with Stu tonight. I promise I’ll pick you up tomorrow alright?”

“Ok Billy, have fun.” But when the next day does come you find out that those two boys were found gutted and brutally beaten to death. You know it was Billy and when you ask him about it he smirks.

“ I didn’t do anything Y/N. But I mean they had it coming to them ya know?”

#lester sinclair #lester sinclair x reader #lester sinclair x you #lester sinclair x y/n #bo sinclair #bo sinclair x reader #bo sinclair x y/n #bo sinclair x you #michael myers #michael myers x y/n #michael myers x you #michael myers fanfic #billy loomis #billy loomis x you #billy loomis x y/n #house of wax #halloween #scream

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newtonsheffield · 2 years

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I get the feeling that Vicar Anthony is lighter and wittier than your other versions of him. Which is amazing! But at the same time it’s a little like he’s less intense and obsessed with Kate. Maybe at first he thought she was gay (saw her flirting with a girl or discussing her ex girlfriend) and off limits, hence delicious drama?..I guess I’m hopelessly into angst, please don’t mind me if you see it differently. I’ll love EVERYTHING you write🤍

Anthony is not instantly putting the moves on our girl for two reasons. And rest assured he is startled by her. He thinks she might be the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. There’s no way she can be a baker: they just be filming a TV show about a baker and she’s an actress that must be it.

But he’s not hitting in her for 2 reasons

1) In his experience women do not find his job sexy. It usually flat out puts the breaks in anything that night happen.

2) Anthony has seen the engagement ring Kate wears around her neck and has assumed she wears it there because she’s a baker and works with her hands.

And he feels plenty guilty about lusting after someone else’s future wife.

#reverend anthony #kathony #anthony x kate #kate sharma #kate sheffield #anthony bridgerton #molly’s asks and answers

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mikuni14 · 1 year

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To Sir, With Love - the best scene

Even though Tian and Jiu are such a lovely couple and had plenty of wonderful scenes, my favorite scene in this series was Yang connecting the dots regarding Tian's secret.

This is the best scene in To Sir, With Love and one of the best I've seen in BL series. Followed by other Tian/Yang scenes that are also 10/10, but it all starts with THAT ONE.

What makes this scene so special? First of all, it's ABOUT TIAN. Not about Yang. NOTHING in the GayTian/Yang relationship is about Yang. And it’s WONDERFUL. The absolute majority of Asian and Western LGBT productions somehow always manage to make coming out scenes about straights :D It never fails to annoy me. Straights (family, friends) are the most important in these scenes, their reaction: they are either terrible or oh so noble in their generous acceptance (and with the latter, straight viewers can safely identify). Often there is a "gentle admonishment" why only now, why didn't you tell me earlier, I could be generously accepting earlier as well :D

And here we have Yang, who completely changes the perspective - it's ALL about Tian. When Yang figures out that Tian is gay, he jumps to his feet, says TIAN in a voice full of worry, and runs to him to hug him tight (gosh, I get tears in my eyes every time I think about it). There is not even ONE second that Yang thinks about how this affects him, Yang doesn't think about what he should do, how to behave, he doesn't think about HIMSELF AT ALL. His first thought is TIAN, his first feeling is worry if he is alright and safe, his first action is to assure his brother of his unwavering love. 🥺

And Yang doesn't stop there. Even though he would like Tian to come out to him, he never pressures him. When he sees that Tian struggles with coming out, he immediately stops him. Yang waits patiently for Tian to be ready and meanwhile assures him of his devotion at every turn and protects him and his secret, even scrificing himself in the process (and, unlike Tian’s parents, he never feels the need to inform Tian about how much he does for him expecting some kind of gratitude and repayment). Because IT'S ABOUT TIAN. Yang is ALWAYS on Tian’s side, unwavering. There are no "I need time to figure out this gay stuff" or other stupid scenes like that. Yang never acts weird around Tian, no stupid antics, no crude jokes, no avoiding physical contact. Yang is very natural in his reaction to Tian, Jiu and their relationship. He behaves normally around them. When he fights Jiu it’s because he thinks he used Tian and hurt him.

LGBT productions love to dramatize coming out scenes: a tearful gay comes out, and (usually the parent) stands with a stony face, tense seconds pass, the gay cries more and more expecting rejection, suddenly the stony face melts into a smile, yay! everything is OK! let's rejoice 🙄 I fucking hate these scenes. They're stupid and the drama comes at the expense of the person who is the most vulnerable and suffering (and again, it's about straights and their reaction). When Yang realizes that Tian is gay, IN THE SAME SECOND, he devotes his full attention to TIAN and his only goal is to IMMEDIATELY assure Tian of his support. Is the scene dramatic? Yes! Are the viewers moved, do they cry? Yes! The scene is beautiful and doesn’t happen at the Tian’s expense!

This should be the norm.

#to sir with love #thai bl #bl drama

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