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stillfacingthesky · 8 months

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being trans is such a mindfuck. nobody knows who i am. i dont need to come out, im fine as i am. i hide behind my clothes. i dont recognise myself in the mirror. i dont know if i ever will. i want to transition. im scared of change. i want to be seen and known. i am in danger. queer joy is beautiful. i am more open than a queer person used to be able to be. someone like me was murdered yesterday. i saw their face on the news, and the reporter used the wrong name. wearing mens’ clothes brings me joy, and the joy is reminiscent of a little girl. i want to be pretty. my skin doesnt fit and my voice is not mine. im scared i might love my father more. i dont need to come out, i can manage this all. im going to die someday anyway, it wont matter. a kid was staring at me in the bookstore today and i saw my past in their eyes. i wonder if they saw their future in mine. i want to be someones boyfriend. i am my brothers sister. all bodies are beautiful except mine. god created grapes but not wine and wheat but not bread. god hates fags. there is something wrong with me. if i ignore it, itll go away. its not going away. it hasnt gone away in seven years. i dont want to be a stereotype. i love brash vulgarity. my mother thinks i am beautiful. i share her face. i know ill regret it if i never come out. i dont want to waste my life wearing a costume. i dont know if i want to sacrifice the life that ive had for the life i could have. someone out there understands me. someone else would kill me without regret. someone would cry if i was gone. someone would praise my killer as a hero. there are photos and illustrations of people like me in the past. our history has been erased. theyre still trying to erase us. i dont know if the present is worth the future. i want to be happy. i dont feel like i deserve it. ‘female’ leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. ‘woman’ makes me see stars. i am one but not the other. i am the ghost of the person i want to be. i encourage others and love them regardless. i am a hypocrite. ive been in hiding since i was thirteen. i want to be loud. my mother spent nine months creating me. i will spend the rest of my life creating myself. i am scared. i am angry. i am beautiful and sickening and i want to rip my skin apart to make space for something new. my rage is glorious. they will never understand. i do not need them to. i am so lonely. i am an artist and i want to be a masterpiece. they call my creation mutilation. i dont want to make my parents sad. i want my brother to like me. i am visibly queer. that man shouted at me to smile because he was treating me like a woman. what i have right now is enough. i want more. i don’t know if ill ever have it. if i die tomorrow, i will be buried in a dress. it will be a dress that is already in my closet, a pretty dress that i havent worn in years.

#transmasc #trans #trans*#queerness #queer

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catfish-and-the · 2 years

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rnating. u can scroll past

i dont even kno where to begin everything is just bad and everything aches and everything is empty and each waking moment just feels Bad and its hard to sleep and the Bad feeling wakes me up in the middle of the night and its the first thing i feel when i wake up is just Bad and e mpty and its been over a month and when i say ive tried everything to feel better like i have lmao ive tried all thrhee types of antidepressants and ive tried nicotine and weed and positive reflection and gratefulness exercises and not self h*rming and doing physical exercise ive tried going out to socialize more often and scheduling time out for hobbies and ive tried surrounding myself with the color yellow and eatinng a better diet and keeping up with self care and getting therapy and staying hydrated all at once all at the same tiem and still still it feels like this and im really just. i really feel like it wont get better lmao this really feels like a brand new low and ive just been feeling like this for at least a decade if not longer and i hate living like this but nothing fucking helps in fact like i said ive felt worse than ever before it just doesnt feel like it will get better no matter what i do because i feel like ive done almost everything i could possibly do and it just hasnt worked. and i feel like its only going to get worse because the future is Ass like the news and the gov and the politics and the climate and working your whole life away for nothing and im so scared ill get a job that i dont like and make everything so much worse and im just so mad and sad because i switched out of my old phsics major bc it was too much for me and it destroyed my psyche bc me and my friends would like spend 6 hrs after class in the student tutor room trying to get help for one proble and the tutrs didnt even know how to solve it and i was like i cant throuw my youth away doing this because i already did that in high school and it got me fucking nowhere so i switched out to have time to live life but then covid happened and i was too late anyway bc by then everyone had their friend groups already and still now i dont have. like. friends lol. so i switched out of my dream major but there was no life for me to live so it really feels like it was all for nothing and also idk if this is for everyone but weed out classes made me feel brain damaged and like destined to be stupid even now im like im not smarte nougha dn im not tough anough and im not reilient enough and it has instilled in me this forever guilt and forever self doubt idk how to explain it i just feel so bad bc i really did like physics i just wasnt smart or strong enough i guess lmaoooo but the thing is if i knew thhat there would be no life to catch up on. i wouldve just stayed in that major bc i didnt need to do anything else. now im in english w all the time in the world and straight As and my friends dont invite me to their hangouts.

and then theres also the fact that idk i feel bad saying this but for some reason ppl of my own gender and race dont like me lmfao like i still cant believe ppl of my own race and gender would like. try to get me to not be on the elevator at the same time as me we r both waiting for the elevator and then she gets in and closes the door on me when we are BOTH WAITING THERE. and this has happened w several complete strangers several times and im like what do u have against me fr im trying so hard to be a better person im trying so hard but it feels so u nfair. and the beauty standards are so extreme and i never fit in and it makes me feel like shit and guys of my race will always call me ugly completely unprompted or something and im just like. im just trying so hard. and i have 0 social skills bc i spent all of my time as a kid studying bc i love avademia and it was the only thing anyone ever respected me for cos i was always the kid that was the butt of jokes and pranked on and left out so i was like i have to be smart if i want to be respected but then i have no social skills but i still dont have any lmao and i feel so lonely bc i dont know how to make deep and close connections and ive never been in a relationshipand “everyone will get their time” or whatever but the lack of experience is scary bc i feel like im goonna fuck something up inevitably bc ive never done this before and/or i will have trust issues and self confidence issues bc of how im always treated and its like yeah enjoy being alone but i have been alone my whole life and i feel like ive exhausted everything out of it i want connections now i want to share things now. going to restaurants and parks and shops by urself and having a good time is fine but i have been doing that for over ten years im old now i want. i want to share my life w someone but theres no one to share it with lol. and the longer i go without sharing it it just feels like the less hope there is for things changing. i tried googling how to socialize and make conversations and form closer bonds but it just doesnt work and i feel like i was never destined to be happy or have good things bc everything ve tried at never has worked out. i wanted to go to a nice college and failed. i wanted to be a physicist and failed. i wanted to make friends and failed. i wanted to be ina band and failed/ i wanted to make my own career and failed. its been over ten years. i want it all to stop i dontn want to try anymore i know how it always turns out.

#and i feel like i have to get a nice job bc like #in my culture the children care for their parents right and i have always felt like a parasite child #to my parents so ive always wanted to like take care of them annd just like be nice to them back so #i thot i could get a good job and send them money but this job might kill me bc i dont like it #but i also feel like i cant ruin their legacy bc they were immigrants and worked rlly hard to get #to where they are now and i dont wanna fuck that up but like oh my god #oh my god idk everything hurts so bad #and ive grown to be so bitter and so angry bc the way im always treated and ill be rlly curt #towards ppl that dont deserve it so the guilt just keeps piling up but ic abt control it either #bc my parents also just put this stress on me and also dont help w me socializing like every summer #i come back bc i have to but then my friends on the rare occassion they invite me i cant go #bc my parents dont let me #idk im just so sad and bitter and angry and full of guilt #when i was a kid i made a promise to myself that i would try to make the best life decisions so that this wouldnt happen #but i ended up becoming the very thing i swore i would never become and it is just so sad #its just the fact that ive done everythingin my power to help for as long as i could its been several years #and its only gotten worse but i know i even tried to d ie several times ad failed at that too #i dont know what my next option is everything hurts and i want it all to stop i just want everything to stop #and w grad school approaching im burdened w another decision of. leaving my band and starting over #or staying in a place i never wanted to be anyway and i donnt know what the move is #im so out of hope im contemplating op iates or xan or something bc i dont know what else to do ive tried #ive tried

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darkbluekies · 8 months

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Don't know if anyone asked but what would the yandere's reaction be to the reader patching them up after they get injured?

Warnings: mentions of cuts, blood, killing, yandere, feeling depressed? (I'm not sure what to call it)

Silas:

He is strongly against you seeing him in this kind of condition. He’s supposed to be your protector, supposed to take care of you … not the other way around. But you manage to push him down on the toilet and start to clean his wounds while he hisses and curses, although afterwards, he’ll shower you in kisses and tell you how grateful he is.

“You’re not supposed to — fuck — do this. I can take care of myself, you know. Give me that — oh motherfucker — that disinfectant and I’ll do it myself. Yes, I am happy that you’re worried about me, but this isn’t my proudest moment, baby. Let me spare some damn dignity.”

Dr Kry:

He has cut his palm deeply on one of his sharp tools while cleaning up after a surgery. He returns to your room where he keeps all of his stuff. His hands are shaking too much to be able to clean it. You decide to help him before he bleeds out. Dr Kry guides you through the process to make sure you do everything as you should.

“Take that and pat it on my hand. Be careful though, that disinfectant is pretty strong. Ouch — I’m fine, don’t worry. Then you have to take the bandage and wrap it around my hand nad wrist. Don’t wrap it until my hand turns blue, but make sure that its tight. Good job, Y/N. I think I’m good now. But now you need to get back to bed, you know that you shouldn’t be out too much … as a thank you, I can get you dessert after dinner, alright?”

King Edmund:

Cut in the shoulder by a sword. An enemy had caught him in a vulnerable moment. You sit him down on the side of the bed and remove his shirt before starting to clean the wound. Edmund groans and throws his head back to avoid seeing the mess. Although complaining a lot, he doesn’t want anyone else treating him. No one but you are worthy enough to touch his body.

“Hurry up, please! For the love of all mighty, aren’t you done soon? I’m going to die! Yes, I am, you wouldn’t know. I’m going to mangle that scum who had the nerve to dislocate my shoulder. Y/N, you are going to take care of me until I’m well again, won’t you? You have to. I’m your king … your husband. You need to take care of me.”

Jerry:

Another one who’s extremely against you seeing her in this condition. She tries to push you away when you try to help her, but she’s too weak. In the end, you manage to corner her in the bathroom and treat her bloody wounds. For once, her hard demeanor seem to fall. She’s quiet, limp. You ask what’s on her mind, fearing for why she’s not being her normal dramatic, sarcastic self.

“I honestly thought that I was going to die … I have never been so … scared before. I’m pathetic, aren’t I? Yes, I am. Don’t try to tell me otherwise. I know it already. You should have left me alone, Y/N. You shouldn’t patch me up. You should have left me to die. I love you. I know I don’t say that a lot, I just wanted you to … know. Sorry for being a pathetic pussy … I just … nevermind.”

Hedwig:

She’s crying while you clean the wound on her cheek. She had been shaving off some baby hairs — a trick she’d seen online — but had been too uncertain, resulting in her cutting herself. You clean it softly and place a bandaid over it.

“I look so ugly, don’t I? I can’t go to school like this! People will laugh at me. Everyone will know that i tried to shave and that I couldn’t do it. Please stay with me, Y/N, stay with me forever. You’re the only one who doesn’t care what I look like. It doesn’t look … that bad … right? I never want to be without you, i dont think i could do it.”

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere drabbles #yandere oc x you #yandere mafia #yandere oc x reader #yandere male #yandere female #yandere doctor #yandere king #yandere reactions #yandere headcanon #yandere x darling #yandere x y/n #tw yandere

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sapphicsigh · 6 months

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I don't want a 3rd szn without Izzy. I just don't. Call me dramatic or whatever, but I'm so genuinely heartbroken by his death. I feel so betrayed. Izzy was the heart of the show, and now he's gone.

The aftermath of his death felt rushed, he wasn't buried at sea (like what the fuck, a lifelong pirate like Izzy would've wanted to be buried at sea) and the crew was just happy to get back on the revenge and set sail without their unicorn? Everyone just gets a happily ever without Izzy? Izzy died a painful death shot by a pompous asshole and for what? Some metaphor about the end of the golden age of piracy? Piss off. Closure for Ed? That could've been achieved a number of other ways. Izzy couldn't get any assurances that HE was loved? Even on his fucking deathbed? The man who protected the crew with life and limb? It doesn't feel right, and it never will. Izzy deserved so much better, and so did Con.

And worst of all, perhaps, is that Djenkins was planning on killing him all along. The whole time, while we were falling in love with the little angry man, rooting for him and rejoicing when he wore makeup in front of the crew and was vulnerable with them...he was a dead man walking.*

*I've seen ppl make rlly good points about how death was treated throughout the show and I wanted to add that context here. If I can find whose post I'm thinking of, I'll tag them

**Edit: Izzy's death was an incredible shock. EVERYONE ELSE IN THE SHOW survived their near death experiences!!! Stede got choked near to death, stabbed (twice!), and survived all of that unscathed. Ed got his head smashed in by a FUCKING CANNONBALL, pumbled by the crew and made it out with barely a scrape. Even Calico Jack could've (apparently) escaped death after being shot with a goddamn cannonball. The Swede was poisoned but was already immune to it. Wow! We (at least I felt this way), as an audience, believed that there wouldn't be any character deaths due to the overwhelming evidence we'd been given thus far. So after alllll the in show evidence that the laws of medicine or physics don't apply to ANY of the pirates, why suddenly apply it when it comes to Izzy? Hmmm??? It makes no fucking sense. It's cruel and unusual punishment. They really killed off the queer disabled elder??? Jesus christ. Did not a single person in the writer's room have a qualm about it? The optics alone are bad. But more importantly, killing off the queer disabled elder is inherently political, whether djenkins thought of it that way or not (& i dont think he did). The mere existence of queer people is inherently political in a society (the US), which wishes for our eradication. So killing off a beloved queer disabled elder, on a show which seemed to promise us queer joy and a happy ending, IS POLITICAL. it's a slap in the face and a punch through the fucking gut.

It feels doubly awful because we, as an audience, were given something we've never had before, an unapologetically queer show. One that didn't soften or censor itself for straight viewers. It was created with such love, at least it felt like, for us. So to be given that gift, and to feel recognized and seen and appreciated, only to have it snatched away...

I can only speak for myself, of course, but it's genuinely heartbreaking. I'm so utterly disappointed. I wish so badly that Con got more time with Izzy. I think Izzy means a lot to him, and he means a lot to us, too.

❤️‍🩹🦄❤️‍🩹I love you, Izzy, and I always will. Rest in peace, my little meow meow, you were and are so loved.❤️‍🩹🦄❤️‍🩹

#ofmd #our flag means death #today on tumblr #ofmd s2 #queer #lgbtq #lesbian #omfd s2 spoilers #izzy #izzy hands #israel hands #con o'neill #ofmd s2 spoilers

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0prettygirl-jay0 · 4 months

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~•little stalker•~ pt2

dabi x reader

context: the stalker becomes the stalked.

warnings: smut, caught, oral sex, fingering, name calling, masturbating.

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~•dabi’s pov•~

I have to say, 'm not the kind of guy pretty girls stalk, I'm not the kind of guy that any girls stalk or even look at. So what's the deal with her? That's what I've been wonderin’ these past two months. She's so fucking pretty, that night when she took me down like some rag doll, I could've sworn I was in love, then and there. I haven’t felt this way ever…i just couldnt, way to possessive for that shit. Why her? No one should have her but me…i could treat her better then anyone else, kill for her, love her and only her, be there for her.. Fuck I need her. one thing i needa find out, is she a hero or what? there’s nothing about her anywhere..and her fighting skills were too suspicious for a eighteen year old.

name: y/n y/m/n y/l/n

parents: deceased

age: eighteen

address: musutafu city, japan. 275 kinto street, apartment 214, Shizuoka Prefecture.

quirk: blood manipulation

This is the eleventh time this week I've had to jack off to fuckin’ flashbacks, i needed more, need her. Fuck.. This is not okay, especially at the fucking base, i really need to get my own apartment. that way i can have her all to myself. her black leather that clung tight to her body that night, her hips, her thighs…fuck, her face. The office chair i sat on was squeaky, every time i would thrust my hips up, it would sound. It didn't matter at this point, looking down towards my hips, my hands glided over the glistening purple, tip.

——-—————-three hours later————————

now why the fuck would she be at a hero event? there stood the most wanted villain across from a met gala, a building that was surrounded by heros and filled with heros. dabi had been smart enough to place a small chip in a cut toga had made on her body while she was distracted fighting them both.

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~•reader’s pov•~

i couldn’t handle being that close to him, all i wanted to do was take him right then and there, infront of toga, infront of everyone. taking the cart out my mouth while looking at my smokey eye makeup and fixing my hair in the mirror..he’s a villain, he kills innocent people, maybe im in way over my head..i mean a villain liking me? be so for real, exhaling the smoke from my lungs and out my mouth, i went to fix the bottom of the red, silk dress i wore. my father is a hero, and here i am obsessing over a murderer who doesn’t even feel the same way over me…he couldn’t, right?

“Whatchu doing here dressed like that?” the calm, hoarse voice says as he watched the smoke exit my mouth. in the reflection of the mirror, i could see, it was dabi. shit, how the fuck did he find me.

“dabi..how’d ya’ find me? y’know at a hero event they dont really like your kind here..” i laughed a bit as i turned around to look at dabi, black on black with a gold chain looked really good on him.

“Real question, is what the fuck are you doing here, princess? You a hero?” walking up closer to me, dabi took it upon himself to take my cart and hit it himself, putting it to his pink lips and inhaling, he kept eye contact with me. giving me back my cart, dabi put his hands on my hips to admire the red dress i wore, blue eyes looking me up and down, slowly one of the hands on my hips moved up towards the back of my neck where he held my body firmly. Exhaling the smoke out his nose, the smell of marijuana filled my nose.

“answer me princess, cause i dont fuck wit heroes.” his gruff voice spoke in my left ear and the feeling of now both of his hands grabbing handfuls of my ass to pick me up and put me on the counter, a gasp left my lips as i was so easily picked up and placed on the counter. the only thing i could do was sit and admire the man that stood in front of me, this is all i’ve ever wanted. he wants me the same way i want him.

“my dad is..im just here with him.” now with what i said just now, caused dabi to raise his brow and smirk at me, his eyes glancing at my lips and back to my eyes.

“i love the way you feel, the way you smell, the way your eyes are glassed over and i haven’t even touched you yet, the way you just let go and melt in my hands.” he said this softly with a scoff and a slight chuckle, his big rough hand moved its way up my body and to my face, grabbing my chin to look up into his dark, blue eyes, looking down at me with a smirk, he tilts his head to the side and leans down but doesnt place his lips on my own, not just yet. his other hand kneaded the flesh of my hip, uncontrollably i leaned in to connect our lips.

“dont lean into me like that..im not gonna kiss you.” dabi chuckled a bit again before he continued speaking. “i’ll kiss whats mine, i’ll fuck what’s mine, i’ll satisfy what’s mine…are you mine, little mouse?” his voice spoke again and chills ran down my spine with excitement.

“i want to be..” i said as soft as can be while looking in the man’s eyes.

“…you want to be, is that so? ima be honest with you princess, all i want to do is rip that little red dress and bend you over this bathroom counter until all you do is say my name over and over again.” finally his lips sucked on my neck and his hands got to work, kneading my hip as he grabbed the back of my neck to hold me straight. looking at his finished product with a smirk, his hand bunched up my red dress above my hips. looking at my soaked red lacy underwear, one of his big hands grabbed my thigh to put around his waist and the other moved the red lace to the side.

“such a pretty girl, arent you?” his fingers admired the swollen bud and dipped down lower to the wet folds and then to the tight hole where i desperately needed something to fill. whimpers flooded out of my mouth, throwing my head back to lay on the mirror behind me i covered my mouth with my hand.

“Sweetie, you okay in there?” knocking was heard on the bathroom door as i heard my dad’s voice on the outside, he sounded worried..fuck dad, wrong time to be cockblocking. i lifted my head off the mirror to see dabi’s cocky face looking back at my disheveled one that tried to keep quiet with my hand still around my mouth.

“my dad..dabi.” my hand moved from my mouth as i got both to try an push away the man that had his hand between my thighs.

“your dad’s..aizawa? well shit, guess i wont be killing him on my camping trip next week.” dabi spoke casually and quietly as if his one finger wasn’t inside of me trying to loosen me up.

“fuck- yes dad, im fine. just y’know girl problems…” my head fell onto dabi’s shoulder trying to muffle my moans. hearing footsteps walk away with a muffled oh, i looked at dabi in anger but pure bliss as he entered another finger inside of me.

“so god damn tight, y’know that? but you’ll take me right? all of me, like my good fucking girl.”

“you are so fu-…cking annoying, y’know that.” dabi smirked at me as his free hand put a stray hair behind my ear. taking his two fingers out of me dabi flips me over to lay me on my stomach as his leg moved the both of mine apart. now the only thing i could do was look at his dark eyes through the mirror infront of me. the sounds of a belt unbuckling was what got me out of my dazed state, i wiggled my hips in anticipation with a whimper. slapping his dick on my bare pussy dragged a moan out of my mouth.

“oh, fuck your tight.” finally pushing the tip into me, you could hear my wetness squelching, bottoming out, dabi stilled for a second while biting his bottom lip and his eyes halfway closed. this view in the mirror was the best one yet, at this point dabi was shirtless, his purple scars added onto his tan skin, he had abs and big shoulders.

“shit, only half way, princess, were almost there. you wanna stalk me, you wanna be mine? then take it.” lifting one of my legs on the bathroom counter, dabi grabbed both of my arms to put behind my back while pushing all the way in.

“this is what it means to be mine, little mouse, to be my doll.” he said in a gruff breathless voice as he bent down to whisper in my ear, his abs almost pressing against my back with his hips slapping against my ass. the sound took over the room along with dabi’s whimpers and groans, one of his hands held both of mine hands behind my back and the other covering my mouth.

“this pussy is all fucking mine, doll, and no one is ever taking it away from me. dont fucking close your eyes, look at me y/n.” snapping back into reality after hearing his voice whispering in my ear i open my eyes to look at dabi in the mirror, my teeth bit my bottom lip as dabi sped up his pace, i couldnt help but want to close my eyes and focus on his voice and the feeling.

“im gonna let go of your hands and your gonna fucking play with that pretty little clit of yours for me, got it, doll?” i nodded my head vigorously as i felt the relief of my hands being released. both of his hands roughly grabbed my hips, probably leaving bruises in the morning.

“now ‘m gonna make you cum, and your gonna say thank you. understand?” nodding wasnt enough for dabi, he needed to hear it.

“words, mouse. use them.” his thrusing became so rough you could hear the sink slamming against the wall.

“yes, dabi. thank you!” my hand between my thighs circling my clit and the other covering my mouth, dabi’s voice in my ear and his thick cock slamming into me. it was all becoming too much before that knot in me snapped.

“i dont care if youre too sens-..stive keep rubbing that clit for me princess...” a loud moan erupted from me as stars filled my vison, eyes rolling to the back of my head and my toes curling.

“fuck, yes! keep milkin’ me like that, mouse. please, fuck! say your mine!” coming back to my senses, while shaking and whimpering, i rub on my clit.

“all yours, touya, thank you…~” thats what makes him snap, a loud groan was heard and i looked in the mirror to see dabi’s head tilted back and a hand covering his mouth, the other hand that held a bruising grip on my hip ignited in a blue flame but only for a second as dabi came to realize what he did.

“fuck! dabi?!” my face was still fucked out as i gripped the sides of the counter in pain. orgasm tears slipped down my face and i looked at dabi through the mirror.

“shit! mouse, im so sorry.” he looked down at the flesh wound on my hip with his dick still inside me.

“mouse..what did you call me, just now!?” dabi said with his blue eyes glaring into mine, there was no malice, or anger and i knew exactly what he was talking about, but i wasnt gonna spoil our fun on how i got my information.

“what else would i call you? daddy of course.” with a joking wink and a smirk i would only pray and hope dabi would drop it. slipping out of me, dabi helped me get dressed while watching out for the new wound.

“leave your window open..were not done yet.” was the last thing i heard from touya’s mouth as i watched him leave through the bathroom balcony.

#dabi x reader #mha dabi #bnha dabi #touya todoroki #touya x reader #mha touya #bnha touya #mha fanfiction #dabi smut #dabi todoroki #toya todoroki #dabi #mha smut #mha

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yelshin · 1 year

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SUSPICIOUS | MLIST | ♡

﹙SCARAMOUCHE/WANDERER X FEM READER﹚

An: after several hours of lying down thinking of idea i came up with this

Tw: yelling, cursing, yandere behaviour ig(?), Mentioning of kms(kill myself) blackmailing(?)

"[NAME]! YOU'RE BACK ALREADY??" Yoimiya asked while you rub your nape "well the store is closed meaning there will be no snacks.."

Everyone frowns and immediately turn their head to Kuni; staring at him. "Hey [Name] did you know that you've been keeping a human all these days?" You tilted your head before sitting with them in the pillow fort.

"im keeping you all...??" "NO!" Hu tao sighs in your innocence opening her mouth to speak but got cutted off by Xiao "Your cat." You stare at Xiao then Kuni and back to Xiao "what about him?" You raised a brow on the teal haired man who just grumble and loon away.

Xiao noticed that Kuni is glaring daggers at him as if he's giving him a "we'll talk later" face at him. You just skip the topic while the others are trying to give you a hint that your cat is a human; not until Childe snaps.

"YOUR CAT IS A HUMAN."

".." in silence everyone stared at Childe with a shocked face "Maybe y'all are just seeing things? Since there will be an upcoming exam im sure everyone is stressed from it.." Ayaka look at you with worry eyes. 'She is not aware of this...' eyeing Kuni 'that cat must be up on something.' she thought

"lets just skip this whole imaginary thing and play some games while waiting for Childe's helicopter to rain snacks for us."

"HEY! IM NOT Y'ALL'S WALLET."

"And i won! Again" You cheered watching Childe sigh in defeat "Now drop your deathly dares" Hu tao grinned at the gingers words "I'll go first! I dare you too一" suddenly before hu tao could finish her words all of the lights in the house are turned off, more like a brownout

"Ooh! This is fun!" Hi tao beamed in excitement while Yoimiya and you are hugging each other as if you two are gonna die "H-hu tao-! This is not funny at all!" "I SWEAR I DIDN'T TURN OFF THE LIGHTS!"

You stand up and went to the power room fixing it while Ayaka assist you with a flashlight from her phone.

While the lights are off Kuni took this chance to transform into a human again before dragging Xiao out of the house and decided to have a talk in the side of the house.

"delete that video now." He hissed while Xiao raised a brow at him "scared of being caught and ended up on street again?" Scaramouche furrowed his brows, mumbling bad words

"i said. Fucking delete that." "What if I don't want to?" Now it was Xiao's turn to glare at him "Who knows what kind of evil things your planning to her?" "I'm not gonna hurt her. I would kill myself if i landed a single scratch on her. Now delete the video."

Scaramouche knew that Xiao filmed him transform into a human; Scaramouche wanted Xiao to delete thr video because he don't wanna ended up on streets again. Sitting there waiting for someone to adopt him again and treat him right.

"where's Kuni and Xiao?" You asked Childe and Hu tao who already roamed the whole house finding thoss two "WE DONT KNOW! AFTER YOU FIXED THR LIGHT THEY'RE JUST-GONE!" they both yelled while Ayaka tried to calm them down. "Everyone please calm down一"

"we're back." Xiao opened the door while Kuni followed behind him(in a cat form ofc) You immediately rush up to Kuni and start inspecting him if there's any injuries or anything

"Where the hell you two have been?" Childe look at them suspiciously while Xiao look at Kuni whos snuggling comfortably on your chest "We just go out to see if someone is messing in [Name]'s electricity.." Ayaka knee that something was off; even though she wasn't there she felt like something happened instead of Xiao said.

You sigh before closing the door behind Xiao and lay at the pillow fort "C'mon lets not get tensed up and lets just sleep" the others joined you at the pillow fort

You in the middle while they're arguing whos gonna sleep beside you but Yoimiya and Hu tao ended up on your side while Ayaka lay on your Stomach while the 2 other men slept on the couch outside the pillow fort.

An:OKAY一 EVERYONE I SWEAR I DIDN'T MEAN TO MAKE IT LIKE THIS, I'll bring the spoiling part back ofc ofc (or maybe not, who knows)🤭🤭

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stupd000 · 2 months

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My typed reaction of Vegas BA bc everyone’s asleep

I love the guy who checks us in

Oh um don’t call me pet

Ermmmmm

Okay don’t like it so far

aw shucks i missed you too boo

no i will not come closer

ew no go away

oh nvm ig we are

wait so are we the dog or is he

okay this is getting boring

can we fuck now

oh wait nvm this is hot

oh WE’RE the puppy

that’s um

okay

is he calling me special

no i’m not ready to play VEGA.

i have a feeling we’re not alone

or we are

idk

okay we got some vouyers

that’s erm

okay

don’t call me pet

weirdo

excitement? no honey i’m scared

yes fear

ok can we fuck now

damn he talks a lot

stop echoing

oh don’t call me pup

oh this is some like

kinky kinky shit

how big is Vega

just in general cuz i thought he was like

6,1 and scrawny

um no my breath is oxygen not yours

this is definitely um

yeah

correct circumstances?

wardrobe?? bitch what is this Narnia

DONT CALL ME A PUPPY THATS WEIRD

i’m kink shaming

I am not getting on all fours what the fuck

oh nvm ig we are

this is uncomfortable

TAIL????

this is some furry shit

UM ..!

NO I WILL NOT CRAWL

WHATTTTTT

ASS?

SLUT???

this would be hot if i wasn’t a fucking dog

don’t shush me bitch

are we still on all fours

that’s mad embarrassing

i am not yours

weirdo

I’d rather you not take care of me

this is very um

interesting!!

Do we have dignity

STOP CALLING ME PUPPY YOU FURRY

do we have any pride at all like oh my god

GRINDING???

Don’t slut shame me bitch

arching????????

oh my god.

CUM HUNGRY LITTLE BITCH????

if he says puppy one more time i’m killing myself

if he puts a fucking collar on me i’ll jump

stop

STOPPP

Dog tag is crazy

“property of vega” NO.

Stop vega this is not a joke

DO WE HAVE NO SENSE OF DIGNITY

OH MY GODDDD

PROUD??? I AM NOT PROUD

OWNER???

I’m jumping off a ledge

MY HOLE?? WHICH ONE I HAVE LIKE 3

Okay stop slut shaming me Vega

ROLL OVER???

i’m insanely uncomfortable

by the way guys i made chicken alfredo today

Anyway

i hate his fucking tone

don’t take that attitude w me bitch

DO NAWTTT CALL ME A WHORE EVER AGAIN.

oh wait he called me pretty nvm

this is insane

it’s 2:30 am i cannot handle this

okay so we archin

PUT WHAT IN

WHAT IS GOING IN

this is strange

CALLING UR DICK A TREAT IS WILDDD

oh my god no

stop.

A TAIL???

NO NO NO NO

no wait cuz there was this one kid who wore a butt plug tail to school it was crazy bc a guy pulled it out

anyway

This is some furry shit

not that there’s anything wrong w that live ur truth

STRETCHING???

the plug is insane

stop

i’m actually sobbing this is NOT OKAY.

what position are they in im so confused

SHAKE WHAT ASS

UMMMMMMMMM

this is peculiar

Vega is a furry

i hate this

i hate this sm

I STILL HAVE 10 MINS LEFT

LORD SAVE ME

okay no need to take that tone Vega😒

bitch we can’t breathe wtf

no i wont whine around that tootsie roll u call a dick

AHHH THE NOISESSS

okay can u not choke me

don’t call me a slut you cunt

oh my god hurry up vega

I don’t love anything about this

this is insane

NOT A PERSON????

RUDEEEEEEEE

okay adjective king

ew don’t call me that

i am not licking the floor sir

i am not licking your boot either

lick your own fucking boot

this is actually pissing me off he’s annoying

are we almost done

Do we have no sense of shame

like at all

second hand embarrassment

okay are we done

no? okay

ew don’t call ur self master

that’s not..

okay

the growling is insane

damn right i’m divine

ew don’t call the that

not the baby voice

stop this madness

what do you want from me WHAT DO U WANNTTTT

okay are we done

TWITCHING?????? INSANE.

That was horrible

#sorry for kink shaming but omg this was painful #redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted audios #redacted vega #redacted BA

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thotsforvillainrights · 1 month

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I dont know if these are if y’all comfortable with this sort of request, so I’ll write down two under the same umbrella.

1. A smutty fic of spinner’s pregnant s/o bouncing on him while he’s gaming

2. Egg laying (I’ll let you have some creative freedom on this one)

If your uncomfortable with both, then maybe spinner pounding at his s/o will be just as fine as well

(I wish I was comfy enough to expand my smut capabilities but alas, I'm just relatively too vanilla for these things. Maybe it would've been different had I answered this earlier and not went through what I went through here recently with my loss... And then on top of that, I'm just way too boring for the egg laying. I'm sorry anon, but I will still try to deliver some reasonable Spinner smut for you.)

~Serious~

-Shuichi Iguchi Smut-

Serious-acting or speaking sincerely and in earnest, rather than in a joking or halfhearted manner.

No time like the present right? Why hold something back when you can be honest at this very moment. Besides, he'd appreciate it right? Hiding how you feel about things would only hurt him in the long run. They bubble up and spill over, tainting and blurring the lines of your otherwise comfy relationship.

You roll over to your side and watch him mindlessly scrolling on his phone. His eyes seem dead tired and his head is obviously elsewhere. Why else would his finger be scrolling so quickly, not even pausing to watch more than a millisecond of the videos on his page. Seems like there's something on his mind as well. You're not able to put a finger on the sudden split second panic that dropped your heart when his eyes quickly shifted toward you. Both of you swallowed, staring a hole into each other for a while now. He locks his phone up, sighs, and places it on the messy bedside table before turning himself on his side, mirroring you. "Is something wrong?" You ask first. He takes a moment to search for the right words to say. Finally he decided to just come out with it, his own thoughts circulating around what he's been hiding from you first. Imagine your surprise when he admits it.

The very thing you wanted to bring up for yourself.

"I don't think I'm serious enough in bed. Y/N it worries me. I always ask how you feel and you always tell me things are great. But that's the problem. I don't want them to be just great yknow? I want them to be amazing. I was chatting with Dabi the other day and I asked him some advice on...personal things. I wish I could sum up what he told me in a better way but he essentially called me a sissy and that I was lackluster and not-" You smile sweetly and place a single index finger over his lips to silence him. The worry hasn't left his eyes despite the calm and reassuring look in yours. "First of all, it's no good to listen to Dabi. You remember the last time you asked him for advice and he made you insecure for the rest of the week, right?" You watch him slowly nod, silently cringing at the memory. "Second of all, yes I was actually going to bring it up myself. I don't want you to think too hard on it! I wanted to say it without hurting you or making you think you're not good enough. I love the way you treat me. I love how gentle you are but I'd appreciate if you could stop asking me several times during sex if I'm okay. It...well it just...it kills the mood." You looked at him with an apologetic expression. "Shuichi I don't want you to push yourself outside of your comfort zone, but just at least try to treat me a little rougher? If not in your actions then at least in your wording right? Try that first and the rest will follow." You reassure him and smile at the spark in his eyes. The determination to try something new just for you. Well it'd make any significant other feel special wouldn't it?

"Right now then." He cuts you from your thoughts. "I'm sorry? What did you say?" You search his face for some understanding but he isn't budging. He's serious...

"Right now, Y/N. I want to try it right now." He stares at you, the fire in his eyes not subsiding. As if you'd already answered him, his hands start roaming up your sides very slowly. He's awaiting his answer. You finally smile sheepishly and nod. He returns with a nod of his own and lays you back first into the faded cushioned duvet. He's a man of his words, his sharp nails digging into the plush, sensitive skin of your upper thighs. You bite your lip and turn your head to the side, searching for something in the room to focus on so you don't yelp out. Right about now he's wanting to apologize a million times again for the marks he's leaving on your precious skin. He's wanting to bring a cold wet towel to wipe away the scratches and nail marks, to soften the burn of the way too rough hickeys. However, he's made his resolve to keep it up. Quitting now wouldn't yield the results either of you wanted. So he persisted in his actions. He at least used his tongue to lap at your skin after leaving his marks, a silent apology he hoped you'd caught onto.

"Don't turn away from me." You hear his voice, heavy and low for the first time. He's trying to be stern. It doesn't feel like him, but you know it's him. Your head is playing tricks on you or maybe it's just too dizzy from the heat of it all. You turn to look up at him right as he's slipping his joggers down ever so slightly, just enough to free his cock. He's blushing but his expression remains serious. He's usually flustered when he strips down for you, listening to the way you tease and compliment him while he scrambles to find himself in the moment. Not this time, no. He doesn't give you time to process when he reaches down and slides your underwear to the side. Usually he'd take his time to gently undress you while leaving butterfly kisses all over your skin. He'd practically worship you but again, not this time.

"If you turn your gaze from me, I'll stop." Before you could complain, he forces his way into you. Quick but not as easy as he previously imagined. You're tighter than he thought. Maybe it's been a while since the last time, he admits it to himself. He wants to whimper for you, to moan out praises of your name. He stays silent, only opting to grunt as he continues working himself into you. He's rewarded with your sounds instead. There's so much heat in the air now that it makes your throat thick. You wouldn't stop it even if you wanted to. He seemed to fit so deliciously inside while still stretching you out. More and more, deeper and deeper until he's fully buried himself within you, balls flush against your warm skin. He shivers while gripping tightly at you, holding you so you couldn't get away even if you wanted to.

Leaving more marks to be examined later.

"I said if you looked away from me that I'd stop. Open your eyes Y/N. Don't let me have to tell you again." He warns. Your Shuichi? Warning you instead of apologizing? Can things be too good to be true? You crack your eyes open and stare directly at him. You don't even take a minute to ponder on things. You can't think right now of anything else but him...this. He makes double sure of it as he starts to move, huffing at the way your walls seem to flutter around him before clamping down. You're all too good for him. He feels awful for gripping you so tightly, for ripping into that perfect skin, for saying such things to you, for pounding into you like this, staring at your half lidded wet eyes. However, on the flip side of things, he's strangely proud of himself for taking this initiative for the first time. Proud for squeezing and not letting go, for fucking every last little gasp out of you, for hearing his name slip from those beautiful lips.

For being the reason you feel lightheaded.

For knowing he's the only one making you feel this way right now.

So he lets that pride carry him further and further.

"Look at me or I'll stop. Don't look away." He reached down to grip beneath your chin and yank your attention to him. "Whose is it?" You feel a bit of shock and excitement creep up on you after the question. A challenge coming from him? Instead of taking the time to tease him, you decided not to push the moment any further. Knowing him, he's probably going way too far out of his comfort zone you think to yourself. So you comply like a good little partner for now. "Yours..." You whisper out. It's not good enough for him. "I asked you whose it was. Answer me louder." His thrusts become more urgent. He's close, his hips are stuttering, a tell tell sign of his upcoming release. "Yours Shuichi." You moan for him, feeling your own release creeping up as well. "Louder." He demands. You once again comply, saying his name an octave higher. "LOUDER." He grips your chin tighter. You find yourself letting go of all restraint as you call out his name again and again, louder and louder this time without command. You're coming and so is he. By now, the neighbors are likely growing weary at the all too thin walls of your apartment. Neither of you could care less.

Not with your sense of newfound satisfaction. Later you'd both awkwardly apologize anyway. Right now, you needed to focus on regaining your breath and running the thought away of your throbbing soreness from his thrusts. He'd apologize when he's come back to his senses anyhow.

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #smut #minors dni #minor dni #shuichi iguchi #spinner bnha

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lizzie-is-here · 7 months

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lonely is a man without love

part viii- home

“love you to the moon and to saturn” - taylor swift

summary: after magic cults, a talking skeleton bird, and meeting a mercenary/gift-shoppist that’s now your boyfriend, you finally get to go home

wordcount: 1k

warnings: none really, my irresponsible time management

a/n: 🧍‍♀️ i have nothing to say for myself. that’s a lie i am so sorry y’all 😭. my only excuse that i switched my major and have been being eaten alive by school also my sister had her baby today so i’m tryna figure out how to get home to see him and also some other stuff. i’m so sorry this is so late and also kind of bad but i hope y’all enjoy 😭 i love y’all and thanks for your patience 🫶

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“What if they kill me for getting you killed?”

Standing outside the entrance to the Avenger’s compound, travel bags in hand, you slap Marc’s arm.

“Oh, shut up! They won’t kill you, I promise.”

“That’s a hefty promise when there are several assassins on the other side of those doors.”

“Милый [Dear], I’m an assassin.”

You that it’s not that Marc doesn’t want to meet the people you call family, it’s that he’s rather concerned they’re going to throttle him for getting you hurt.

After a few minutes of preparation, you finally coax him through the lobby and into an elevator, heading up to the main floor where the team is waiting.

The ride goes by much too quickly, and the door dings open sooner than Marc would like.

You slip through before the doors even open all the way, squealing as you run into the waiting arms of Natasha and Yelena, who happily lift you up as they coo praises in your native tongue.

The rest of the team is equally excited, welcoming you back. They congratulate you on a successful mission and on controlling the situation even as it escalated.

It’s a bit before you remember Marc standing in the doorway, and you gesture to him.

“Everyone, this is Marc,” you begin. “Be nice.”

Everyone greets him, except for one.

Natasha is far more intimidating than any man in the room as she stalks closer to him. She circles like a hawk, and your poor boyfriend has no choice but to stay still and hope she doesn’t filet him right there.

She circles back in front of him. Despite the difference in height, she may as well be as tall as Stark Tower with the way she’s glowering at the man.

Finally, a smirk spreads across Nat’s face.

“Nice to meet you, Spector.”

She takes his hand in a firm grip, analyzing his every move.

“Good job getting my sister killed.”

“Nat!” you gasp, the both of you chuckling.

She turns back to him, shaking her head. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding. Kind of. You got her home safe, so thank you.” Her tone is genuine, even if she does intend to beat him into the training ring later. For good measure.

As you prance around the room greeting everyone, Marc tries his best to not be intimidated.

Your other sister, Yelena, appears next to him silently. He flinches and she rolls her eyes with a smile.

“No one’s gonna hurt you. Unless you hurt her, that is.” She nods to you. “Lighten up, relax, have fun.” Playfully shoving him, she bounds back to her seat, a bowl of macaroni in her hands.

Her words bounce around his head.

‘Relax.’

Easier said than done.

The room is full of living legends. All of which could kill him in various nasty ways where he would never be found.

And they’re treating you like their baby sister.

Hell, the Scarlet Witch is wrapping her blanket around you like she’s swaddling a baby and the ex-Winter Soldier is passing you a cup of tea.

“Steven,” Marc hisses under his breath. “A little help, buddy?”

‘If you want me to take over, I think I’m a bit better in the conversation department,’ Steven offers, chuckling slightly. It’s only a moment before Marc takes him up on that.

Bundled in the fluffy cloth, you turn back to Marc, smile beaming. In an instant, you spot the change.

“Oh, hi Steven!” No one blinks twice, simply greeting the man as he waves.

He laughs, a bit awkwardly and waves back, answering a few questions.

What was his job? He worked in a museum, and was definitely not a gift-shoppist.

Have any close family? No.

It’s okay. No one really else does either, save a few exceptions. Like you. (Tony gets a well-deserved pillow to the face for that one.)

What does he want for dinner? Anything is okay with him as long as it’s vegan.

“Sorry,” he whispers to you. “Marc got a bit skittish.”

You smile, shaking your head at their antics.

“Don’t apologize, I know it’s a lot. I promise it’s okay.” You gesture to the elevator. “ Now come on, I have to show you around, yes?”

———————————————————————

Marc and Steven take turns fronting as you show them around the compound, happily explaining anything and everything as you bounded along.

You spend a solid twenty minutes raving about the training room, and another fifteen getting distracted and helping some newly recruited agents with target practice.

Your energy is infectious, and by the time you turn in for the night after pizza and planning a party for your return, you’re both worn out.

“Was today too much?” you ask, watching Marc emerge from your bathroom, brushing his teeth.

He shakes his head. “No, of course not,” he manages around the brush. “It’s nice seeing you so excited about being home.”

“But what about your home? What about London?” You wouldn’t say it, but you were beyond worried about how this would work. The compound was your first home. But you didn’t want to take Steven and Marc away from their home.

Clearly, neither of them shared your concerns. Marc shrugs nonchalantly, briefly retreating into the bathroom to spit out the toothpaste and rinse.

“We’ll take it a day at a time, okay?” he whispers as you turn off the lamp and crawl under your blankets. He joins you, laying on his back so you can use him as a pillow. You claim it’s comfy.

You nod as you rest your head on his chest, relaxing as you breathe in time with him.

“Like a big adventure,” Steven cuts in, gently rubbing your shoulder.

“I don’t know if we can get a bigger adventure than dying and coming back,” you laugh.

“Well, you never know,” he says, glancing down at you. He loves you so much. They both do. In all honesty, they don’t care where you want to go. They’d live in Antarctica if you so much as asked, as long as you were there with them.

“Can we save the adventure for tomorrow?”

Everything is an adventure with you, they think. But Steven nods anyway.

“Yeah, of course, love.”

They’d wait for you forever.

“Ok. Goodnight, Steven, Goodnight, Marc.”

And you get two “goodnights” in response.

#marvel #marvel x reader #x reader #avengers #marc spector #marc spector x reader #steven grant #steven grant x reader #moon knight #moon knight x reader #moon knight tv #steven grant moon knight #moon knight system #moon knight x fem!reader #moon knight system x reader #steven grant x you #steven grant x fem!reader #marc spector x fem!reader

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bfdifan26 · 7 months

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please do list of every burner depression i love this show so so much you should do that

okay! thank you for enabling me. disclaimer im not a Depression Expert i pretty much only know what i go through myself. have fun

ok so roomy isnt a contestant but i do wanna talk about her. i feel like the whole thing with her literally being the room can be compared to something like a kid with depression not leaving their room and just living within a tight window of reality, only ever speaking to their parents and stuff. i feel like roomy can be related to that as she literally can’t leave. like executive dysfunction the character. also her personality, only caring about being nice and not hurting others, and by doing that not letting anyone know who she really is or how she really feels

okay onto the contestants now. rosey is a very interesting character, what draws me in about her the most is her almost refusal to appear vulnerable or overwhelmed by anything, always needing a guaranteed way to do something so she knows it’ll work. this can be seen as somebody with depression relying on things in their life that they know off by heart, things like routines and rituals they perform daily, having something to fall back on and feel some normalcy through. again she’s very similar to roomy with the whole social butterfly thing

spraypaint is tricky because we’ve basically only ever seen her be like Ahh im gonna kill you be scared. but i do think she has a reason to constantly be like that towards people. nobody is ever aggressive because they like it i dont think anyone likes being on guard 24/7. i feel like she relies on her knife alot, for example in the scene where she argues with playdoh after they run into eachother, she tries to just kill him right there instead of bothering to interact with him once she gets bored of him and decides he has nothing to say that she wants to hear (based but only because it’s playdoh)

kit seems to be very self confident unlike the majority of the other characters, but for the entire time, others have kind of decided what kit is like in their heads and settled on it, based off how she appears. that being limey seeing how relaxed and inexpressive she is and that making him think that she doesn’t care about things around her. with depression it can be easy to get tired of some things, but people then assume you don’t care about anything, and that you’re just apathetic, and/or constantly thinking you’re sad when like. thats just how you look Lol. that’s what kit and how she’s treated reminds me of

speaking of limey. he’s pretty similar to spraypaint, except he’s much more sensitive, or at least outwardly. it doesn’t take much for him to feel overwhelmed and like everybody is out to get him, and he’s always trying to counter this feeling by insisting to both others and himself that he has something up his sleeve that’ll make everyone regret thinking badly of him. he’s just a very defensive character and who can blame him. oh also hes very clearly hyperfixated on the idea of being a cartoony super villain or something. it’s a part of his identity he relies ALOT on, always falling into it especially when he feels threatened

pilly is very organised and on top of everyone else, and his only fault ive noticed is his detachment. he says to record outright that he doesn’t need or want friends, and purposely blends in to make sure he isn’t noticed and nobody tries to connect with him. i think this can be 2 different things; either he just straight up doesn’t like other people and finds them draining and just another hassle, or he really would like a friend but would rather not reach out from fear of being rejected. i think it’s the first one but you can never know

peanut is another character who’s very isolated except for him it’s nobody’s fault or deliberate choice really. we’ve seen that he lives in the middle of the country out on a farm, either living on his own or with his close family. my personal idea of him involves the second one and that also fits in with this. one of peanut’s very first lines is that he doesn’t care about what happens to him and is mostly focused on doing things for others’ sake. hes seen to be used to doing the dirty work for people and to be happy with it being like this. i think peanut relies on being a helping hand since well. that’s all he really knows how to do, and how to be wanted by others

to say polaroid is overshadowed by the other characters is an understatement both in the show and outside. like i think he’s the character with the least fanart, even including the one-time cameo dudes. its a shame because he’s SO good. his most noticeable trait first up is that he can’t speak verbally, and for others to acknowledge his words they have to put effort in which. unfortunately alot of people dont. like this hes ignored easily and often, being talked over, people dragging him around and ordering him to do things without listening to what he thinks first. but despite this hes so caring, seen with him encouraging pilly even after he threatened him with elimination (have i ever mentioned i love those two’s relationship so much) and comforting roomy and going with her to help with her fears

record is like. id say one of the most depression coded objects ever. she’s shy but not the stereotypical shy archetype, questioning people’s orders and sometimes even getting frustrated with others. she’s shown to have trouble explaining herself to others, feeling like she needs to in order to be forgiven for well. Literally just standing there. not much i can say about her that hasn’t been said /agreed on already

onto hanger my favourite… hanger is again, talked over by basically everyone. she rarely has the opportunity to ‘prove herself’ to others and when she does, the credit is taken away from her and it doesn’t matter how much she yells and argues, she can never be listened to. when this happens to someone it can easily feel like nothing you do will ever work and it’s just hopeless to even think of doing anything right or impressing anybody. i wouldn’t say hanger feels like that since we’ve seen that she’s very strong willed, but that’s just the thing. she HAS to stop herself from feeling that way because nobody else will, she has nobody else to rely on.

except erasey

erasey is similar to kit with the whole under expressive thing, as well as it being seen that they kind of struggle with motivation. they seem to have a kind of omnipotence that makes it so that they know what to do and how to do it, and if it’s even worth it to try. but apart from that they don’t do much else, that’s all that’s important to them. they only try to do what they absolutely need to

i hope playdoh cries again in burner 4

#long post #i encourage you to write your own thing about playdoh bc im not doing it #burner #burner osc #burner object show #roomy #rosey #spraypaint #kit #limey #pilly #peanut #Polaroid #record #hanger #erasey #playdoh #tbh i struggle to do anything for tissues. he’s like erasey except he has fun with it lol

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Tw/ transphobia, discussions of dysphoria, brief mention of suicide, descriptions of child abuse

Getting unbearable. Feeling sick. Started working to afford hormones only to find out the service that is most accessible to me (plume) doesnt offer T in alabama anymore due to changing laws. Fuck all these stupid politicians putting their noses in others lives.

Thought people at work wouldnt make a super huge deal, as I was selective with who I told, so i thought maybe I could hold out a bit longer and at least i wouldnt have to feel so dysphoric all the time, since all my coworkers knew me as Monte. But then instead of my name, people who would usually call anyone else by their name started calling me “Miss” and “maam”

Even the ones I had come out to, and even the ones who told me they were accepting.

Whatever, im from a small rural area, so transphobia is not new to me, what is new to me, however, is being openly trans in an unfamilliar environment. I thought I could start T quickly and maybe people would ever forget that im trans in the first place, but now its been so long.

Some people call me He, and use the right pronouns, but increasingly lately Ive received a myriad of transphobia.

Being called tranny loudly while my coworker kicks my broom as I try to sweep (kicking hard enough for the broom to almost leave my hands and hit another person behind me) , Getting called “it” behind my back. Stuff like this is becoming more common.

The two coworkers who called me it, have been spreading lies about my work performance these past five days, Ive been told my three different people that every time I leave to go do something they start talking badly of me. So I got to my breaking point, at this point it had nothing to do with the pronouns, I was just upset that two forty+ year old adults were purposefully making my job harder to do while I was also struggling with a ton of other stuff (ptsd, seasonal depression, a family members recent suicide) and so I couldnt stop crying.

Despite this situation having nothing to do with me being trans, they are now trying to spread the narrative that Im just being sensitive because they were misgendering me while they were borderline bullying me.

If I was not trans, people would take me seriously on these issues. But now, because I am upset, suddenly Im just a stereotype. A sensitive trans person who is offended because someone used the wrong pronouns a few times.

I will be one to say, I do not give a SHIT about my pronouns. Ive been called the wrong ones my whole life by a majority of people. That was never the issue. But because Im trans, that is the only issue people can perceive for me to have. The ONE issue I had with them regarding my pronouns was them calling me “it” and thats not because its the wrong pronoun, thats because its DEHUMANIZING.

But now I have other coworkers who know NOTHING about the situation saying shit like “well if she claims shes a man maybe she should suck it up” “well if she wants to be seen as a man maybe she shpuld cut her hair”

Fuck you. How about YOU get beaten for 17 years, YOU watch your siblings get beaten near to death for 17 years. YOU have flashbacks of things you dont understand all day every day and we will see how fucking well youre able to “suck it up” you are WEAK. YOU ARE ALL WEAK. And you dont know what its like to be me. My mother tried to kill me. My mother almost killed my sister, I was neglected, never went to a doctor, and I STILL dont know how to take care of myself. And I still havent recovered all of the memories.

Ive had SHORT HAIR ive had LONG HAIR Ive had a MOHAWK, ive had a BUZZCUT ive been BALD. And people STILL fucking saw me as a woman. Im tired of conforming to this bullshit just so people can treat me the same as they always do

Fun fact though, since Ive had long hair Ive been gendered correctly by strangers MORE than I have with ANY OTHER HAIR STYLE.

These stupid fucking transphobes and their stupid fucking stereotypes im so fucking sick of it all. And corporate wont do anything about it, Im sure of this.

Why is it so hard for me to just live my fucking life.

Im so sick of it all

#vent #tw vent #tw transphobes #transphobes #transphobia #tw suicide mention #suicide mention #abuse #child abuse #neglect #tw abuse

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HI ok u dont gotta post this i just wanted to give some info bc u mentioned wanting to do disability right and i just wanted to give info u might find useful. Leopardstar has diabetes and while idk if she gets murked or not before that goes into full force, but shed absolutely not be herself during that whole shebang.

The first signs would be increaded dirt place visits to go pee, and needing to drink a lot. Wouldn't be too hard for cats to miss this since they live in riverclan, Clan Of Water, but it'd be an UNUSUAL amount. Personally, i noticed it myself and genuinely got concerned bc i was drinking triple what i normally did and would wake up in the middle of the night specifically to chug water.

Next thing would be her getting skinnier and out of breath more easily. Her body would effectively be eating her muscles away and shed 100% be unable to fight well or even at all at this point- accounting for exercise and a relatively low carb diet of fish, maybe these symptons would show up after a month and a half? At this point a medicine cat could notice the odd lack of energy but i doubt it'd be obvious what was happening, the medicine cat might pat her on the back, give her some herbs (honey or berries would be BADDD), and send her off.

Soon after shed start throwing up sugar, which just straight up burns ur throat like hell. Its hell. She'd also not feel too hungry now- in reality shes starving, and her body is too busy not dying to notice nor care. At this point if Mistyfoot did Her Thing, Leopardstar would barely be able to stand let alone fight her. In her final days shed be completely weakened and barely able to focus, and she'd start getting pains in her stomach and pelvis. I was unfortunate enough to cut it extremely close, and when i was diagnosed i was told i had less than half a week to live if i hadnt went to the hospital. Depending on if the medicine cat catches on, they could absolutely be making everything 50 times worse by feeding her berries or honey to soothe her burning throat, feeding a cycle of eating honey and throwing up the sugars in the honey. I did this with gingerale and it SUCKED.

Now!! If you want to have leopardstar put up a FIGHT and have her have diabetes and live with it, theres a few ideas. Firstly, only type 1 i believe can be treated without insulin. Secondly, Bloodclan could 100% steal human insulin and give it to Riverclan. The two are compatible i /think/. Three, idk the exact process but apparently you can make ur own insulin using the pancreas from animals, which she could use to survive. Four, without medicine, shed have to do a lot of exercise and manage her diet. With a raw fish diet it's much easier, but she'll probably not be too happy about not being able to eat tunnelbuns without feeling like crap and throwing it up after.

Going down the Bloodclan sourced medicine route, Misty could also kill her using the medicine. Insulin is a delicate balance- too little and you start throwing up and ur body eats u again. Too much and you have no energy to move and you can die within the next hour. Doesnt even take that much, a dose of 18 when youre supposed to take 16 can be deadly. Double that amount and i doubt even a medicine cat could save her even if she knew- low bloodsugars make someone irrational or emotional + extremely whoozy, and its HARD to force feed someone honey when theyre adamant that theyre perfectly fine and just a little sleepy, thats all. In her sleep, and Leopardstar would maybe wake up briefly, feel extremely tired and odd and unable to move, and fall asleep and die.

Anyways this has been ur probably too long rant about diabetes and leopardstar hopefully its helpful in some way o7

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You know, in my rewrite, Leopardstar is actually going to be killing Crookedstar. Not in a way where she would be caught-- I had been thinking it would be a generic poisoning. Maybe it would be dramatic and fascinating if Leopardstar had actually pulled this insulin trick... only to then recognize that Mistyfoot is trying to poison her in the same way.

I'm committed to Leopardstar dying in a battle with Mistyfoot. I had this awesome idea for the Sweet Nothings AU where a Villain Thornclaw lead Hollyleaf somewhere that the winner wouldn't be caught for their victory, so they could have a proper fight to the death.

What if I used that plotbunny here instead? Leopardstar realizing that Mistyfoot had brought her the wrong dose of insulin (I will work out how they get insulin when I make a herb guide for it), and deciding if either of them is going to die, they will die honorably. Not by trickery, but by the strength of their claws.

So she calls for Mistyfoot, tells the Clan they will be confronting rogues at the border, and then they march towards their final confrontation.

#And as for diabetes--#The two guys who have diabetes in canon are Heavystep and Leopardstar. These characters are both Thistle Law supporters #So I will be grabbing some others to have this #Reedwhisker is the father of Curlfeather and Podlight in this so Frostpaw or her sibs could get it #Or even Stormfur #Or I could just grab some randos to have it. I think it may be cool if Mousewhisker has it actually #Since he has a relationship with Minnowtail #He could justify his meetings as going to trade for his meds #I will probably be making the WC equivalent of herbal insulin come from some sort of fish #At first I figured Pikes would be really cool since they have huge livers #But I need to look closer at big pancreases in british wildlife...#Disability #Bonefall Leopardstar #Bonefall Rewrite #Bonefall TNP #Bonefall Mistystar

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