#gonna experimentally remove his gender

[slytherins-journalist]

Care to fuck me?

Mattheo Riddle x Gender-neutral! Reader Summary: You find your roommate/ best friend masturbating and offer to help him out Word count: 736

You enter Mattheo’s room, your best friend and roommate. The lights are off and his headphones are on, his facing his laptop with his back turned to you. You hear soft moans escaping his lips and quick work of what you can only assume that he was masterbating.

You stand in the doorway and watch him, your curiosity getting the best of you. His mains are like music to your ears, and your cunt throbs in response. You can’t help imagining what he would sound like if you two…

Mattheo notices you and quickly removes his headphones, turning around to face you. He’s got a surprised and guilty expression on his face.

"What are you doing here? I'm busy." He says in a cold tone, trying to cover up the fact that he was caught masturbating. He closes his laptop discreetly and moves it away. 

You can't help but notice the bulge in his pants and the way he's looking at you with lustful eyes.

You walk into the room further, suddenly possessed by your desire for him. “I can see that.”

Mattheo’s eyes widen in surprise as you enter the room. He quickly tries to cover himself up, but it's too late. You’ve already seen his bigger than average cock. And you want to see more of it.

“What are you doing here? And why did you just barge into my room like that?" he asks, trying to maintain his cold and indifferent demeanour.

You can see the lustful look in his eyes and feel the tension between the two of you.

All your shame goes flying out of the window and you kneel in front of him “Want some help with that?”

Mattheo’s eyes widen in surprise as you kneel in front of him, his bulge growing even harder at the sight of you on your knees for him.

“Are you serious? You'd really do that for me?" he asks, the lustful look in his eyes becoming more apparent.

“Mhm.” You tug his pants down further, down to his ankles, so you’ve got better access.

Mattheo’s eyes widen in surprise as you tug his pants down. He quickly removes them and his boxers, tossing them to the side. 

“You sure? I mean, we've been friends for a long time now." he says, trying to hide the fact that he was so excited about what was happening.

“Friends can help each other out” You stroke his cock experimentally, sliding your finger over the slit to tease him.

Mattheo’s breath hitches as you stroke his cock. He looks down at you with lustful eyes, nodding in agreement.

“Okay… yeah. Let’s do it." he says, leaning back on the bed and closing his eyes in pleasure as you continue to stroke him.

You open your mouth and push it over his cock as far as your gag reflex will let you. You start to bob your head up and down, swirling your tongue around his tip when you can.

Mattheo moans in pleasure as you put your mouth over him and start bobbing your head up and down. His hands go to the back of your head, pushing you deeper onto his cock.

“Oh my god… that feels amazing." he says between moans, completely lost in the pleasure.

You hum in agreement and tap his hip, encouraging him to fuck your throat.

Mattheo’s breath hitches as your humming sends vibrations over his dick. He starts to thrust his hips forward, pushing himself deeper into your mouth.

"Oh fuck… yes, just like that." he says, lost in the pleasure of the moment.

You moan around his dick and hollow your cheeks, sucking harder.

Mattheo moans in pleasure as you do, his hands gripping the sheets tightly. He starts to thrust harder and faster, getting closer to orgasm.

“Oh god… I'm gonna cum." he says, warning you before he releases into your mouth with a loud moan of pleasure.

You suck him through his orgasm, his cum hitting the back of your throat. You finally pull off with an obscene pop, and lick your lips, not wanting to waste a single drop. “You taste so good, Matty.”

Mattheo whimpers in response, and he watches in amazement as you pull off and lick his cum off your lips.

“You're amazing." he says, still breathless from the intense pleasure. "I've never felt anything like that before."

“Care to fuck me then?”

#reader is afab though #inspired by a chatbot #mattheo riddle #mattheo riddle x you #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle smut #slytherin boys

[idontblushsrry]

Sesshomaru||NSFW Alphabet

A/N: That’s right, I wrote an NSFW alphabet for him as well. How could I not, he’s a hottie. Also somehow, I managed to keep this w a gender neutral reader, so all my Sesshomaru fans may enjoy (unless u ship s*ssrin, then leave)

Word Count: 1911

Warnings: Obviously nsfw

A - Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

After sex, Sesshomaru returns to his initial composure almost immediately. Like he’ll pant for a few seconds, wipe his dick off and then immediately, boom, like nothing ever happened. Of course, you, are thoroughly wrecked, needing Sesshomaru’s help, help which he is more than happy to give.

B - Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part on himself has to be his arm/arms (depending). He loves his arms for a reason completely separate from you, he just enjoys the fact that he finally has two arms, like he thinks back to all the times he didn’t properly appreciate his left arm, and vows to never make that same mistake.

C - Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

As much as he loves cumming on your body, nothing compares to the feeling of cumming inside you. He loves to watch you slowly lose all coherency as he just fucks you full of his cum. If you let this man cum inside you, you will unleash a whole new beast, that you’re gonna have to be prepared to deal with. 

D - Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Sometimes, when Sesshomaru knows he’s going to be away from you for a long time, he tries to fuck you as much as possible. He knows that he’ll miss you and gets a little more lovey dovey, but above all, he’s trying to remember the feeling of you so he can better mimic it with his had.

E - Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Sesshomaru is extremely experienced, on account of both his rank and his power. Demons are attracted to power and rank and, being so noble, Sesshomaru has never had any trouble with finding a partner to warm his bed. He’s not versed in everything but he has a strong sense of intuition and a deep connection with his own desires.

F - Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

A bit cliché, but, his favorites are doggy style and mating press. Any position where he has the leverage to press you down and fuck into you also ranks pretty high on his list.

G - Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Sesshomaru is so serious in the moment. He gets so laser focused on pleasing you that he finds any distractions to be a bit...grating. That being said, you’re the exception, if he happens to make you laugh during sex, he’ll just roll his eyes affectionately before shutting you up with a kiss.

H - Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He’s about as well groomed as any man of his station at the time would be. He’s not exactly shaving down there but his hair is so fine that it isn’t unbearable. Also the carpet definitely matches the drapes, his hair is extremely light and it’s hard to see sometimes.

I - Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Sesshomaru is very intimate in subtle ways. He shows you hat he cares by doing little things to ensure your comfort. Whether it’s brushing sweat off your head, setting pillows under your hips, or retracting his nails when he holds you, Sesshomaru is the king of unspoken intimacy. He loves you and he’s going to show it in the most obvious way.

J - Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

As stated earlier, Sesshomaru really only jacks off out of necessity. He had no problem with getting someone to fuck, ad now that he has you, he doesn’t see the need to masturbate. The only time he’ll do so is if you’re gonna be away from him for a while and he’s really horny.

K - Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Sesshomaru has a breeding kink, sorry not sorry. Even if you can’t get pregnant, something in him just tells him to keep filling you with his cum until it spills out. At which point, he just repeats the process. He also has a thing for marking, whether it be by scent, hickies, or with his cum, he loves the reminder/proclamation that you’re his.

L - Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Sesshomaru’s not picky about location. He’s of the opinion that, as long as you’re comfy, he’s ok with it. He does enjoy having his fill of you in your shared bedroom, but yall aren’t really home often enough for him to be that particular about it.

M - Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

The only thing that turns Sesshomaru on is the sight/thought of you naked and waiting for him. 

N - NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Sesshomaru does not care all that much for sharing, and in a similar vein, voyeurism. With voyeurism, he doesn’t mind fucking out in the open, as long as no one else is around. The second he gets whiff of anyone, he’s pulling out of you faster than you can even realize what’s going on. With sharing, just don’t ask. He won’t show it but, the thought of someone else even seeing you that vulnerable enrages him and sets off his baser instincts. If you suggest it, he’s going to be very hurt for some time.

O - Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Sesshomaru probably didn’t even know about oral until you went down on him for the first time. While he isn’t exactly the most experienced in it, he more than makes up for it with his sheer voracity. If you ask him to give you head, he’s getting on his knees, laying you back like, “say less”.

P - Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Sesshomaru can be both but he tends to lean on the more fast and rough side. Sure, your hips and legs hurt, but who can really complain when there’s a powerful demon pounding into you like a jackhammer.

Q - Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

When you first told Sesshomaru what a quickie entailed, he was intrigued. Admittedly, he didn’t like the concept at first, but the more he thought about it the more it grew on him. He likes the thought of you being so needy for him that you’d rather jump him as soon as possible than wait to get home.

R - Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

In terms of experimentation, Sesshomaru’s not all that open to it. He’ll try if you insist but he’s definitely not one to suggest any experimentation. As for risks in terms of location, as long as he’s far enough from others, he doesn’t really care where y’all fuck or how loud you are. 

S - Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He can go as long as you can. He does like to build your endurance more and more each time, but sex in general with him is a serious time commitment.  He’s more than willing to space it throughout the day if that would suit you better.

T - Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

No toys, Sesshomaru doesn’t see the point in them. It also goes back to his thing about sharing, while he won’t be as angry as he would be with another person there, the thought infuriates him. Just thinking about an object getting to feel you in the same way he does make him see red.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Sesshomaru prefers not to tease, but he will if he feels the need to. He prefers to get straight to the point, letting you cum as many times as he sees fit to, honestly, prep you to take him in. But if he’s feeling particularly slighted, (whether by you or some demon he can’t quite murder) he’ll take it all out on you. While he won’t tease you in public, in private, he’ll work you up, get you right on the edge of cumming, and then pull it away. The more you whimper and whine, the more tempted he is to draw out your torture.

V - Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Sesshomaru is pretty quiet... usually. While he prides himself on his control, of which extends even to the bedroom, letting out a few grunts once he’s about to cum, his rut is a different story. Sesshomaru refuses to talk about or even acknowledge how unihinged he acts during his rut but honestly, the moment he gets a whiff of your arousal, he sounds like a wild animal. Every repressed emotion and sound comes bubbling back up to the surface and he just goes around growling and panting until he can stick his dick in you.

W - Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Sesshomaru tries his best to be gentle/hold back with you. It’s not obvious and you haven’t noticed because most of it happens in the heat of the moment when you’re distracted by...other things. But, he knows he tends to lose himself inside of you so in preparation, he’ll remove his hands from your body and let his claws rip into the surface under/behind you, whether it be a tree, bed, or just the floor. One of these times, his poison accidently activated and he shielded your body by leaning down and making out with you. That day, he discovered his affinity for kissing you while pounding into you.

X - X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Mans got a third leg, I just know. The baggy pants hide it pretty well but when you manage to pull it out, he’s easily 8 inches (10-12 when fully hard depending on circumstances), uncut, and really pretty. Like other parts of him, Sesshomaru’s dick is beautiful, a small patch of silver hair near his base. Speaking of, Sesshomaru does have a knot, if he cums inside of you, he tries to do so without getting it stuck just because of the fact that it’s kind of a hassle waiting it out. But if you let him knot you and the situation allows it, he might go a little feral whoops.

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Sesshomaru has a pretty high sex drive and before you, he could control it pretty well in all instances besides his rut. He still maintains his impeccable control but he finds himself ready to go a lot more often than he used to be. Like if you ask him, he’s immediately down regardless of what he’s doing. The only time that he gets supernaturally and uncontrollably horny is when he goes into rut. At which point...good luck getting his dick out of you.

Z - ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

While Sesshomaru doesn’t really get tired after sex in the same way you do, he does understand when you’re kind of tapped out for the night/day/moment and is more than content to watch you sleep. After a while though, the sounds of your heartbeat and the quiet sounds of your breathing will set him at ease and put him to sleep.

#sesshomaru x reader #sesshomaru imagines #sesshomaru imagine #x reader #inuyasha x reader #inuyasha imagines #black reader #x black reader #idontblushsrry

[xbadgerbearx]

i hope so

pairing: Abner Krill x Reader

word count: 1.1k

warning: contains spoilers!!

note: Reader is gender neutral so everyone can enjoy :)

Can’t Sleep: … [2]

Damn, this is getting old.

There is no rest with Waller. Wake up, go on a mission, rest, rinse, and repeat. It was relatively early in the morning; the clock on the wall was the only indication that any time was passing. Any sunlight that was available was blocked out by walls and replaced with harsh artificial light. Taking your time getting out of bed, you observed yourself in the mirror that was embedded in the wall. You still looked a little rough from the last mission, but something tells you that Waller wouldn't care. Your clothes, or rather prison uniform, was wrinkled. As you stood up you smoothed out your shirt.

"Yellow... what an irritating color."

You were washing your face in the sink in the corner when the door opened with a loud creak. You finished rinsing your face before turning the faucet off with a sigh. It was Waller, but she had people with her. New teammates?

"This is (Y/n) (L/n), also known as Mimic. As the name implies, they can mimic almost anything. Every good team needs someone who specializes in stealth."

"Why the fuck do they get to wear different colored clothes? We running a fashion show here? Not to mention all the security 'round this cell," a voice I've never heard say. It was deep and rather soothing.

"It's a safety precaution," Waller answered. "We can't have a shapeshifter steal someone's identity and escape, so when they leave their cell they are constantly monitored. Their clothes are made out of a special material. That way they will always be visible, even when invisible."

"They can turn invisible?"

Ignoring the question, Waller called out, "Let's go (L/n). You've got a new mission."

Shuffling out of the cell, you were greeted with the sight of Christopher—Peacemaker—and Cleo—Ratcatcher II—as well as an unknown man and giant humanoid shark.

"How's it going, (L/n)?" Peacemaker asked, "Long time no see."

"Yeah yeah, it's as good as being in prison can be," you answered with a wave of your hand. "Cleo! Nice to see you," you smiled.

Cleo let out a small laugh before yawning. Sebastian waved his paw towards you in greeting.

Waller led the almost finished team towards another wing of the building before abruptly stopping in front of a cell.

"And finally, we have Abner Krill."

"What's that 'round his neck?" Bloodsport, or rather Robert DuBois you learned, asked.

Abner was standing in his cell with a bulky collar while waiting patiently to get it removed.

'He's cute,' you noted.

As he looked at his new team, his eyes fell on you. You visibly saw his breath hitch as he stared in your direction. You knitted your eyebrows in a questioning manner before turning your attention to Waller when she started talking again.

"A power dampener. They call him the Polka Dot Man."

Peacemaker scoffs. "Polka Dot Man. What's he do, throw polka dots at people?"

"Chris, you don't even have any powers so you can't talk," you scoffed back.

Before he could retort, Calendar Man made a rude comment towards the aloof man getting his collar removed, who, in return, looked down dejectedly. You felt a little bad. Calendar Man, or rather Julian Day, was honestly a laughing stock among the villains he associated himself with, so it was rather egotistical of him to make that comment.

"We need to debrief," Waller announced as she turned and walked away.

Before you went to debrief, she ordered everyone to change into their combat outfits. You each got to change into a small room, so that helped not making things potentially awkward. Your outfit was relatively simple and not attention grabbing; the opposite of Polka Dot Man. When walking out of the dressing rooms, Abner seemed to shrink into himself. Seeing you look at him, he let out a little laugh of embarrassment before gesturing to his attire.

With a playful smile, you laughed out, "I like it, I think it's cute," to which Abner responded with a blush dusting his face along with a bashful look.

"Everyone follow me," Waller announced with a loud authoritative voice.

She led everyone to a conference room before standing on a stage. Everyone seated themselves, you next to Cleo in the front, before Waller turned on the presentation. Unbeknownst to you, Krill had his eyes on you in curiosity.

"Corto Maltese is a small island nation off the coast of South America," Waller began. "Over the past 100 years, the country has been ruled with an iron fist by-" with a click the screen changed, "-the Herrera family. But, a week ago, this guy," click, "-General Silvio Luna, along with his right hand man, Mayor General Mateo Suarez," click, "-took control of the Corto Maltese government in a violent military coup. The entire Herrera family were hanged in a public execution," with another click a video started playing. Your jaw dropped a little at the sight. Waller continued, "Although the United States did not condone the excesses of the Herrera regime, they were non-antagonistic toward the U.S. Luna, however, is virulently anti-American."

"So you want us to kill Luna?" Peacemaker spoke out.

"No," Waller answered simply before resuming with another click. "This is Jotunheim. A scientific experimentation facility containing something known only as Project Starfish. Our intelligence sources tell us that Starfish is extraterrestrial in origin. In the hands of the Luna regime, it is potentially cataclysmic for Americans and the world." You could hear Abner shuffling in his seat uncomfortably. "Your mission is to infiltrate Jotunheim and destroy every trace of Project Starfish."

"How're we supposed to get in?" DuBois asked. A click was swiftly followed.

"Gaius Grieves, the Thinker, is a geneticist in charge of Project Starfish. After hours, he hangs out at a gentlemen's club known as La Gatita Amable. Get Grieves to help you by whatever means necessary and he can get you into Jotunheim." With one last click, the presentation was turned off. "Any questions?"

"What is that?" Ratcatcher II asked while pointing at a piece of old machinery sitting off to the side.

"That is an overhead projector."

"Do you ever use it anymore?"

"No, not really."

"So, why don't you just throw it away?"

With a sigh, Waller called on Peacemaker.

"Starfish is a slang term for butthole. Think there's any connection?"

You let out a loud laugh at the unexpectedness of the question.

"No," Waller answered before calling on Nanaue, who you learned was the shark from Chris.

"Hand."

You turned around to see King Shark pointing at his hand, fin, paw thing. You weren't too sure.

"Yes, that is your hand, Nanaue, very good."

"We're all gonna die," Bloodsport commented.

Polka Dot Man responded with, "I hope so." It was the first time you heard him speak; he had a nice and gentle voice. You liked it.

#the suicide squad (2021) #suicidesquad #dcu fanfic #polka dot man #bloodsport #peacemaker #Ratcatcher II #Ratcatcher 2 #harley quinn #rick flag #abner krill #abner krill x reader #polka dot man x reader #cleo cazo #robert dubois #christopher smith #starro #reader #reader insert #Can’t Sleep

[dreamingofaizawa]

Save Him -- Part 3

Shigaraki Tomura x Reader

No gender-specific terms are use here!

***18+ Fic***

Please, if you’re not 18 or older, don’t read. 

Warnings: Kidnapping, good ‘ol fashioned murder, tooth-rotting fluff, gets a lil spicy at the end but there’s no real smut...yet?, also reader is kinda crazy (y’know, like the rest of the LOV)

Word Count: 1.4k

Author’s Note: Tbh I don’t know what possessed me to make it spicy at the end. If I get asked for a NSFW part 4 I’m gonna struggle keeping reader gender neutral... *internal panic*...Anyway, here’s part 3.

Part 1 - Part 2

Enjoy~

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The possibility was always there, but the likelihood of it happening was very slim. Tomura almost never took you outside with him. If either of you left, it was on your own. That’s because he didn’t want anyone to connect the two of you to each other. He didn’t want to put you in a situation where you’d be in danger because someone was using you to get to the leader of the LOV. Of course, things never quite worked out the way Tomura wanted.

The only difference here is that you were taken, not because they wanted to get to him, but because of your quirk.

You were aware of Kai Chisaki, head of the Shie Hassaikai, and his experimentation with the little girl he claimed to be his daughter. He’d been using her blood and quirk to produce both quirk enhancing and quirk cancelling drugs. His ultimate goal was to eliminate quirks altogether. That’s why you were currently here, strapped down to a chair in a lab, people in plague doctor masks asking questions as they lay out medical tools. Just the thought of them poking around in your body made your skin crawl.

You’d think with the League working in tandem with them, Kai would be a bit smarter about picking his targets. Apparently not, since he had no clue who you were outside of your quirk. But you guessed that was the whole point of keeping you hidden, wasn’t it? Now, Twice and Toga both knew you were here and had informed Tomura, which meant the League was no longer pretending to be on the same side as Overhaul. So when the radios on all of the bird-masked people blared signaling heroes were raiding the base, you took the opportunity laid out for you. 

The second one of them took off your restraints, you were moving. You quickly picked up the two largest sharp tools laid out on the tables and got to work, removing your quirk-cancelling bracelet and fighting just like you were back on the street. You were in the zone, everything a blur of flesh and red, adrenaline coursing through your veins, a thrillride you hadn’t felt in a long time. And honestly, you wouldn’t have it any other way. You’d managed to take down all four men without a scratch, all because they couldn’t use their quirks anymore.

The clicks of locks sounded in your ears, and you bolted over to the metal door only to find it was locked. You were the only one left alive in the room, so it must have been because of the heroes storming the base. Every other door must be locked just the same right now. You swore under your breath and put the bracelet back on, then waited. It wasn’t even two minutes before you could hear your name being called through the heavy door.

You pounded on it, screaming out for Tomura to hear you, screaming that you were in here. He found you nearly instantly, and the door crumbled to dust as you backed away from it.

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Fear shot through him as he took in your image. You were covered in blood, your hands and legs drenched, beautiful face splattered and eyes almost manic. Then he saw you were holding two very sharp tools that looked like they belonged in an operation room, and he took in the four dead bodies lying in their own blood behind you. Pride quickly took over that fear.

He hadn’t even realized you had leapt into his arms until he heard your voice. “Don’t worry, I’m not hurt. And I took off the bracelet, it’s okay.” He buried his face into your neck and breathed you in. It had only been just over a day, but fuck he missed you. “Alright, Bunny. It’s time to wreak havoc.” The uncontrollable excited giggle you let out was angelic in his ears.

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Before you knew it you were back at the hideout, showered, clean, and cuddling with Tomura on the bed. The Shie Hassiakai base had been obliterated, and Kai Chisaki no longer had either of his arms. You’d never been with them on a mission, but the chaos you could be part of in the past 24 hours was exhilarating. But you had an inkling that it would be more of a one-time thing. Tomura clearly struggled to keep his composure with your disappearance, if his furious cuddling had anything to say about it.

As always, you lay on your back with the white-haired crusty boy completely on top of you, his hips between your legs and his lanky arms wrapped tight around your waist. Instead of him laying his head on your chest, though, his face was in your neck as he nuzzled into your skin, his fingers grasping at your flesh under your shirt. ‘Geez, so clingy’ you thought to yourself. It was absolutely adorable. 

“Thank you for coming for me Tomu.” His low hum vibrated against your skin, and he popped his head up to look you in the eyes. “Of course I came for you.” His eyebrows scrunched together lightly, a slight pink dusting his cheeks and a little pout on his lips. “I…” His eyes were almost frantic as they darted around, looking everywhere but at you. You reached up and grabbed his face, squishing his cheeks and forcing him to look at you. “Relax. Whatever it is, you don’t need to say it right now.”

His eyebrows scrunched up further and he shook your hands off his face, instead choosing to sit up on your stomach and grab your face in his own shaky hands. His frame bent over you, his forehead touching yours and his hands trembling on your cheeks. His beautiful red irises stared down into your own eyes, then flicked down to your lips and back up. Suddenly his lips were on yours, gentle and sweet and passionate, and when he pulled away you almost couldn’t hear him breathe out three beautiful little words.

Your eyes snapped open and you held your breath, staring up at him. A long moment of silence passed between the two of you. “Say it again.” He blinked, “I love you.” He began to pepper your face with kisses, muttering ‘I love you’s in between. He didn’t stop until you grabbed his face again and smashed your lips onto his. You could feel his body shaking from the excitement. God he was just so adorable. When you pulled away you whispered those same three words to him, and you showered each other in kisses and affection until he held you so tight to him you couldn’t move.

It was like he never wanted to separate from you again, never wanted to go a moment where your bodies weren’t touching. Now he was on his back, arms tight around your waist and your arms wrapped around his neck, legs clamped around his hips. You lay there, just taking each other in, his hands roaming the skin under your shirt, basking in each other’s presence. When you felt something hard against the front of your hip, you poked your head up to see a very red Tomura squeezing his eyes shut tight. 

“Tomu~” The little squeak that came from his throat almost made you coo. “Tomu I can feel you. Is someone excited?” He kept his eyes closed, giving the smallest of nods. You leaned up and pecked him on the lips. “Do you want me to help you?” His eyes shot open, shock taking over his features before a violent blush spread from his cheeks to his chest. At that moment you decided Tomura was nothing short of precious. Before you knew it you were flat on the bed, hands pinned above your head, legs pinned under his body.

He leaned down, his breath hot on your neck. “Be careful, Bunny.” His hot, wet tongue licked a long stripe up your pulsepoint, making you shudder. “You’ll be the one needing help after what I’d do to you.” He kissed up your neck and jaw before resting his forehead on yours, panting heavily, clearly trying to restrain himself. “Now, Bunny, the question you should be asking is ‘how do you want me?’ and the only options you get are ass up face down or on your back legs spread.” The tone of his voice made you shudder, heat pooling low in your belly. 

Fuck you were in for a long night.

#shigaraki tomura #tomura shigaraki #shigaraki x reader #tomura shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura x reader #shigaraki tomura fluff #tomura shigaraki fluff #shigaraki fluff #shigaraki bnha #shigaraki mha #shigaraki x reader fluff

[dog-teeth]

hi... idk if this is stupid but any tips on telling apart gender envy and attraction? i've been questioning for years and it's really throwing me off. i don't wanna transition only to realize i wanted to be with the person instead of being them :((

this ended up being long asf cuz i love to ramble so im gonna put it under the cut

i’ve struggled a lot with that too, i started being attracted to men after transitioning more, instead of just having gender envy towards them, thanks to physical/medical/more intense social transition which made me able to interact with men while not being perceived as a woman. it was all very confusing.

generally, i don’t think pure attraction would make you?? want to transition??? like if you were just attracted to them then you would be attracted to them as your current gender, not want to change your gender to be more like them? i guess maybe that could happen but honestly i don’t rly think cis people usually work like that.

i also think you need to deconstruct your idea of what ‘transition’ means - it’s not like one singular process over a set amount of time that you go through and then suddenly at the end you realize you made a mistake and don’t identify that way. transitioning is an active choice you make every moment of every day, and the vast majority of it is internal + social, not physical, so if you end up changing your mind, you can do it just fine. i strongly doubt you would go through an entire social and medical transition without realizing that you actually just wanted to be with someone. along the way you will be able to understand which parts of gender and transition make you happy, and what feels wrong. you’ll be able to feel out how things like altering your gender presentation with clothes, pronouns, names, etc, feels to you. if it makes you feel more like yourself, you’re probably not just doing it because you’re attracted to someone.

you can (and should) also take your transition as slow as you want, deciding to transition is a big deal but also it doesn’t have any inherent repercussions, from that decision you can choose to do whatever you want with your gender. take it one little step at a time, it’s not a big huge thing that happens all at once, it’s a slow and tedious and active process that will give you plenty of time to figure yourself out along the way.

as always, my blanket advice is that thinking really hard about your gender identity and what you want and how you feel often does not help, what does help is actually experimenting with your identity/presentation/etc, in whatever way you think would be most helpful and doable, even if it’s just by yourself or with a close friend or online etc. it doesn’t have to be drastic or public.

if you’ve been questioning for years, that’s a pretty solid indicator that some part of your identity, gender, sexuality, or presentation, is not currently what will make you happiest & your most genuine self. which part, i can’t tell you, but you can figure out with experimentation.

it also can be both gender envy and attraction. i feel that way about guys sometimes. it doesn’t make either aspect less valid or important, it just means there are traits of that gender/person that i find attractive both in a partner and that i want for myself. now that i’m more comfortable in my body & presentation (shoutout to hrt), the relationship i have with gender-envy-attraction is a little different, it would take a whole essay to explain but basically i just have a type LOL.

i can’t tell if you mean that there’s one specific person who you feel gender envy / attraction towards, or if this is a more general thing for you. if you mean one person, then consider looking for other sources of gender inspiration, like other people you’d want to be like, and see how it feels, and just think about your life and experiences separate from this person.

either way, think about who you would want to be if there were no expectations or context. just if it was you alone being able to choose what gender you were born as, or how you would want to look/be if you could instantly magically make it happen. if it’s something different than how you are now, then that’s significant! for example, i know that if i was the only person on earth and no one would ever see me, i would still want to have a flat chest. and i wouldn’t be able to choose which gender i id want to be born as because i wouldn’t want to be born as either one. dealing inn hypotheticals like this can be frustrating and unhelpful, but it can also help you get to the root of your feelings by removing the practical context of your life.

as always my perspective is that you have nothing to lose and everything to gain from experimenting with your gender, and you should go for it, and if you end up realizing that it’s not for you, that’s totally fine and you can go back to being cis! no harm done! but if there’s even a chance that changing something about your gender would make you happier, you should try it out.

#advice #gender stuff #ez answers #Anonymous

[socially-awkward-chocobo]

This’ll be a bunch of Corrupt Hylia au stuff I either changed since mentioning it or forgot to say. Under the cut because I think it got a little long.

1. Been forgetting to mention this, but Ebony is genderfluid, and you can tell what gender they are atm by looking in their eyes (they don’t like shapeshifting too much of their body just to make it obvious if they’re a boy, girl, or nb). Red eyes for boy, blue eyes for girl, green eyes for neither. In aus where Ebony can’t shapeshift (due to being normal human) it’s replaced with bracelets that have the same color system. 

2. Vaz is agender and using they/them pronouns now. However I keep forgetting this so I might accidentally use the wrong pronouns for them. Telling me when I make that mistake if I talk about them would be greatly appreciated <3 

3. I kept thinking about the Valora Town thing and decided men are let in even without crossdressing, though Gerudo will sometimes play pranks on men who’ve never been there before and tell them they have to (if they’re friends with the guy). It’s a relatively harmless prank, I think. This is cause after posting that fact something about it kept rubbing me the wrong way, so I decided to change it.

4. I... might be changing Lyn’s skin tone? Idk, I just feel like Lyn and Ebony should have more similar skin tones since they’re twins and all. Lyn won’t be pale, I’m just changing how tanned she is since I don’t think the skin tone marker I chose was correct for a tan. Basically, I want them to actually look like they’re related, and I’m now aggravated because I just realized this makes so much of my art incorrect I’m already debating taking back this decision because of that alone. anYWAYS I’ll be debating this decision a bit more so if her skin tone looks different in the future that’s why.

5. I’m not sure if I want Revali and Lyn to be (friendly) rivals, maybe a bit of a mentor in the archery section (when he’s around) and part time mentor with the wind magic stuff. Archery because he saw Lyn practicing and went, “That’s atrocious, who’s been teaching you?” “Uhh... nobody? I’ve been trying to figure it out from... memories.” “...Well that explains why you’re doing it all wrong.” *starts fixing everything about her grip and stance and stuff* Also debating part time wind magic teacher because he and Vaz are rivals and I was thinking he might help from time to time. However, the way he meets Lyn is staying in. I love it too much to remove.

6. Violet doesn’t actually mind the experiments the science duo puts Lyn through. It’s the other three who get annoyed by it. And only when they blow up unexpectedly. (Vaz and Zael have learned to not assure Lyn that it won’t blow up when it’s in the super-experimental phase. It usually ends in it blowing up and the pettiness being worse because Lyn was assured it wouldn’t explode.)

7. I’m debating making the Link from 5,000 years ago a girl (or maybe nb). I don’t really know why, maybe it’s because of how his(?) design came out? Idk but this Link’s gender is gonna be up in the air for a bit (btw, what do y’all think about the nickname “Rebel” for that Link? So I don’t need to specify every time)

8. The previously mentioned Link has two sisters - Linkle and Aryll - that I just realized have no roles in the semi-vague backstory plot. Whoops. I want to find a way to fix that somehow.

9. Last thing, Ghirahim uses he/they pronouns and Fi uses she/they pronouns. (Also only semi-related bc Fi but I think I figured out why a battle occurred at Korok Forest/Lost Woods and I think it would also be a reasonable excuse to possibly bring in Fi? I say possibly bc I don’t want her to be alone for 5,000 years in old Hyrule after it’s sealed away - but if anyone wants to hear the idea they can ask!)

That’s all I can think of for now, though there might be other stuff I might not be remembering at the moment or in the future.

#Ebony Kokur #Vaz Hanito #Evelyn Kokur #Azalea Nayadru Hyrule #ch link #ch ghirahim #and mentions of #ch fi #Corrupt Hylia au #also I wonder if I should try to make a specific design for this au's fi #like I tried to do with ghirahim #speaking of him #I feel like i need to redesign him #his current design for the au doens't feel correct #but I don't know what else to try changing the redesign of his au design to

[obaby-me]

Rooftop Rendezvous

Leviathan x Reader

Right trope, wrong genre.

Author’s Note:  I tried something new for me, trying to be gender neutral in a smut.  It was difficult and I may not have conveyed it all right.  If ya’ll got any tips, hit me up.  Some constructive criticism on this one is definitely accepted.

You’d told him you had something special planned for him.

It started with breakfast.  You gave him toast with jam and told him to hurry on his way or he’d be late.  You’d recommended that he eat while he run.

He found a love letter waiting for him in locker.

You’d saved him a seat at a window at the back of the room.

You gave him a bento you had made for him.

By the third-class period he’d caught on to your special surprise.

You had pulled out every stop in giving him a simulated experience of a protagonist in an anime!  What the specific genre was, he was yet uncertain, but you had planned out a whole story for him for his day.

Was it a simple slice of life?  Or was it supernatural?  Would there be magic?  Maybe it was simply a romance?  After all, you two had been together for some.  Regardless, he was giddy beyond measure!

For lunch, you invited him up to the roof.  Another staple trope of any story with a school setting.  It’s where all the key events happen:  where close friends gather for a place away from it all; where characters develop with heart-to-heart conversations or through brooding monologues; and of course, where romantic confessions and quiet dates between lovers take place.

“Don’t be late,” you had warned him, with a coy smile and finger of your lips.  “I want every second I can with you.”

He couldn’t stop smiling in the class just before, daydreaming of the possibilities that awaited him.  And the minute the teacher dismissed the class, he practically sprinted to meet you. He thought that perhaps he would get a love confession, or you’d be feeding him bites from his special bento.

When he’d opened the door to the roof, you greeted him with a peck on his cheek, an action that still made him blush no matter how many times you did so—but at least he’d stopped protesting as opposed to when you first began dating.  He’d learned if he put any sort of unwillingness you would stop immediately.  He could never tell if was because you were teasing him or if you were trying to be considerate.

“I found the naughtiest book peeking out from your bed,” you hummed, pulling from behind you book he knew too well.

His body went cold, his muscles rigid as the gears in his head slowly turned at the

His hentai.  The mangas he’d removed from his shelves and hidden away under his bed since your arrival to the House of Lamentation—you’d found them! He was a yucky otaku, but he didn’t want you to know he was a pervert too.

But now you did now. And he was mortified.  The only noise he could make was drawn out scream as he stumbled back against the door he’d closed behind him.  “I-I—” he tried to explain, but no good excuse came to the forefront of his mind.

“I was so excited when I did,” you cooed as you approached him, practically predatory.

“E-excited?”  He asked with confusion.  He’d thought for sure you were going to be upset.  But your tone and that look in your eye said otherwise. He gulped audibly unsure this was even happening.

“Oh, yes very.  I was especially fond of the little rendezvous on the rooftop here.”  You told him, opening the book to a page you had dog eared.  He’d have to be mad about that later.

Instead he could only attempt to gather air into his lungs as his mouth opened and closed while small noises that were attempts at words seemed to flow out.

“I was hoping, we could re-enact a something from it,” you whispered, a finger trailing up his shirt, eyes flitting up to him.  You bit your lip in the most enticing way, the way he knew you knew he liked.

The only thing he could do was nod frantically as you slowly fell to your knees, a wicked glint in your eye.

“You can stop me at any time,” you assured him—to which he wildly shook his head no.  No, he didn’t dare to turn this opportunity down.  Frantically he searched for the door handle behind him, locking the door as his signal that he was more than ready, despite his embarrassment and his incredibly reddened face.

Pleased, you unbuckled his pants and pulled them down only half way down his thighs, only just enough for you to get your face flat against him and rub against his cock against your soft cheek, peering up at him.  With a shaking hand he stroked your hair, as you began to kiss up his shaft to the tip, and lick a long stripe down again.  With kitten licks, you teased him, and his legs began to shake—mostly from nerves as much as impatience.  In an attempt to soothe him, you ran your hands up his thighs stroking in circles.

When you finally wrapped your lips around his cock, you took him inch by inch, each time pulling back and coming down for just a little bit more.  Warm, soft, and slick.  He bucked his hips and found to his surprise that you gripped his thighs and pushed him hard against the door as a way to stop him.

Your eyes held a warning, and he whined.  “P-please… You’re teasing!  I-it’s not fair…”  His hands moving up to cover his mouth from further noises to escape him.

You moan around him, and he feels his cock hit the back of your throat, your hands pumping what you had yet to put in your mouth.  You had more to go, and he couldn’t stand the wait.

But the more you worked him, the less he thought of the door, of being heard, and the more he seemed to loosen up the muscles that had tightened in his nervousness.  His face remained red, and he still bit at his hands to stifle some of his groans, but he no longer choked on them in attempt to hold them back completely.

Pulling back you gazed up at him, eyes lidded.  Gently you pulled on his arm down and then his hands into your hair.  “You know how it goes, don’t you, baby?”  You cooed, eyes glancing at the book and his eyes widened.

His mouth watered, and he gulped it back as he paused to think it through, biting at his lip nervously considering it.  “You have to tell me if it hurts.”  He asked, as he stroked your hair.  You nod and smile, returning your mouth to the tip, your tongue flicking against the head in an effort to entice him.

“This taste, this smell,” you quoted as you rubbed your cock against your cheek, “it makes my head spin.”

His hands fisted into your hair and despite your pushing against his legs, he roughly shoved forward into your throat.  You gag around him, and rake your hands down his thighs to give yourself a more stable hold.

Just like the panels. You really were letting him live out every fantasy and he couldn’t thank you enough.

He pulled your head back as you take a breath and then immediately thrusts again, feeling little less resistance the more he used you, until you laxed completely, eyes rolling to the back, cheeks red from the exertion.

What was the line?  “This is right where you belong,” he groaned, “you were made perfect for me.”  And by god, you really were.  From the way you loved him to the way you sucked him.  You were perfection.  He couldn’t adore you more.

Against his cock he could feel your lips tighten and your cheeks raise with a smile on your face. And somehow, the thought alone was more than enough than even the way your tongue lapped at the underside of his cock.  That familiar tense in his gut and the way his cock pulsed, he knew he was close.

“Drink it down,” he commanded, though his voice held very little authority.  Levi simply didn’t have it in him to be, as much as he wished to be.  He came hard, groaning loudly, your name on his lips.  You made it a point to swallow loudly, your throat closing around his now sensitive cock, causing him to shake.

When he yanked you off, you coughed and gasped for air, but you couldn’t stop smiling.  Opening your mouth to confirm you had taken in every last drop.  He trailed a finger over your sloppy lips.  As the story goes, you should turn and beg for more.  But something felt out of place.

Levi kneeled, gently cupping your cheek.  “I love you,” he whispered in a gentle kiss.

“That’s not in the book,” you chuckle against his lips.

“Nevermind the book.  I want to kiss you, okay?”  He muttered.  “This is better.”  His arms wrapped you pulling you against him as he sat back against the door.

Kiss after kiss, tongues dancing as his hands wandered on your form.  “Whose teasing now?”  You whine and he grins devilishly.  His grope at you mercilessly, slipping a hand under your clothes, and down into your underwear to insert a finger into you.  But he paused as he felt something already taking his place.

He shouldn’t have been surprised to find a toy waiting for him, given that you had prepared to re-enact everything in the story, but to actually feel it was a much different experience.  In his excitement, he quickly flipped you on your back, removing your clothes to see it too. “H-hey!”  You yelped in your surprise.

Had you been wearing that all day?  The very thought made his cock twitch.  “No way,” He said with awe.  His fingers gripped the toy that sat inside you rotated it experimentally inside you, angling it to rub against your walls.  You moaned loudly, your face contorted into absolute bliss, and your body trembled beneath him.  He rotated it once more, picking up speed with every turn, and pulling it out to spiral it back in.

“Oh, god, Levi, please,” you begged, “I’m gonna cum, Levi, I’m gonna cum,” you chanted as your hips rocked back into the toy.  You reached a hand to find something to hold on to and he leaned forward to at least give you his shoulders to grip.  But despite your pulls for him to reach you for a kiss, he kept himself upright, his hands only working on you faster.  He wanted to see it.  He needed to see your face when you came, his eyes determine and trained on you.

Your mouth opened in a silent scream, and your body arched as you came, coating you both with your cum. You panted quietly as you came down, and he slowly pulled the toy from you, and lining his hard cock up in its place.

He pushed the head in gently, but went no deeper, leaning down to give you another kiss, another thank you.  “Levi, if you don’t put it in me now, I’ll never forgive you,” you groaned into him. He laughed and more than happily complied, thrusting in slowly, stretching you in ways the toy simply couldn’t.

“I love you, Levi,” you breathed against his ear, “I love you so much.”  It was the most beautiful phrase he could ever hear.

You loved him.  You wanted him.  You were all his, and he was all yours.

Levi’s pace quickened, the sound of wet skin hitting wet skin coming together in a lovely chorus to your moans.  “I love you,” he returned to you, his forehead laying against yours.  Between panting breaths you kissed, only leaving for the air that you required.

“I—I’m close,” Levi warned. He hated to cum before you, but sometimes it simply couldn’t be helped.

Your hand moved to stroke yourself as to catch up to him, and he thrust harder but slower into you as if to delay himself.

“Levi,” you gasped, losing your strength to rock against him any longer.  Now you were at your limit too.  He bucked faster once again, hands gripping into your sides and jerking you on to him cock instead.

Your body went limp and shivering, as you came, though you were tightening around him in the most delicious way.  With your name on his lips, he came into you, pumping a few more times to get every remnant out and into you.

The was quiet as you to desperately replaced the oxygen you lost in the exertion.  He heard you laughing slightly in your content bliss and he smiled as well.  As he pulled from you he watched his cum drip down, and thinking quickly he retrieve the toy and swiped what cum that leaked and pushed it back into you.

You gasped, still incredibly sensitive, but Levi only smiled at you.  “I want this in until we get home.”

“Levi, I don’t think I could make it the day like this,” you whine.  “I might just—”

“If you cum you’ll have to make it up to me at home,” he said with a peck to your forehead and a cheeky grin.  “It’s what happens in the manga after all.”

“We didn’t re-enact it exactly anyway,” you retort.

“I like our way better. It’s better than anything any anime, game, or manga.”

You smiled back at him, brightly as you reached up to hold him close again until the bell rang signaling the end of the lunch period.  Quickly the two of you attempted to adjust yourselves to hurry to class.

“Ah!”  Levi screamed suddenly as you unlocked the door to begin down the staircase.

“What is it?”

“My bento!  I never ate my bento!”  He cried miserably as he followed after you.

#obey me #obey me leviathan #leviathan x reader #fic

[trxxrpg]

Welcome,  James Kenneth to Tabula Rasa, He kind of looks a lot like Cillian Murphy please submit your character account within 24hrs

OUT OF CHARACTER

NAME/NICKNAME/ALIAS: Emily She/Her/Hers

AGE: 22 

TIMEZONE: CST

EXPERIENCE: Multiple (6-8 ish?) years, including as Kasumi in this group :3 

IN CHARACTER

CHARACTER NAME: James Kenneth

CHARACTER AGE: 37

FACECLAIM: Cillian Murphy

GENDER: Male

SPECIES: Human

SUBSPECIES:  Supernatural Hunter. Focuses on witches but knows how to kill Weres and Vampires.

TRAITS: Artist, pure evil, hates supernaturals with a passion, charming, manipulative, cunning

SKILL SETS:  Art professor at Kiki’s old college.  Great at lying. 

QUOTE/LYRICS: 

Can you feel me breathing down your neck?

You’re just a perfect little human wreck

But I like you

enough to destroy you, tear you down

I’m gonna break your heart and get away with murder. 

  WRITING SAMPLE

CHARACTER BACKGROUND: The professor discovered Kiki at college and convinced her to major in art. He was the art professor at her college. She ended up falling for him and they had a secret sorta relationship. It wasn’t official but they both acted like a couple just not on school grounds. After Kiki was discovered as a wiccan he was the only one who didn’t seem to turn on her. They had to be more secret about their relationship and during school hours he’d act a bit cold towards her and ignore her claiming it was because of his reputation he had to maintain. She understood that and went along with it. On top of her being tormented physically and mentally everyday by pretty much everyone. Somebody at college began sabotaging her artwork and projects which was causing her grades to tank and sabotaging her change at art job opportunities. The professor helped her to not give up and keep on moving forward. One day Kiki was extremely low , feeling awful and suicidal as things had gotten harder and a big project of hers got ruined yet again. That night the professor confessed that he was the one behind it and told the truth about how disgusted he was of Kiki. The two got into an argument and the professor became “scared” of the witch so he had to teach her to fear him. He resorted to violence beat her and then raped her.his plan worked and he became the one person in the world that she truly feared.  He told her if she told a soul that he’d claim she used a love spell against him. Since the town already was against her she kept her mouth shut. She dropped out of art class after and soon got tormented out of the whole school.

CHARACTER BIOGRAPHY: He’s well known and respected in her old town , well known in the art community , he believes supernaturals are the devils creatures and don’t deserve to roam among humans, thinks of them as lesser creatures, he’s possessive he’s stalking Kiki and wants to watch her suffer and die through his hands and any other supernatural he may come across

PARAGRAPH SAMPLE:  (an excerpt from Professor and Kiki experimental rp)

James watched, his fake smile plastered on his face as she set her abomination into the oven, and waited until she had closed it to approach her. He gently reached out and caressed her cheek, wiping a bit of glitter off of under her eye with the pad of his thumb before removing his hand– only to swiftly make contact with her cheek once more with a heavy smack.  His smile faded instantly to a disgusted frown.

“You should keep that disgusting filth hidden forever.”   Before she could get over the shock of him smacking her, he grabbed her shoulders and pinned her against the wall, the force of the action knocking a couple unpainted pots off the shelves and they came crashing down around them. 

“Do you honestly think anyone will compliment that abomination you’ve created!?"  he spat, his eyes full of rage.   "You should be afraid – very  afraid – of what this town thinks of you. Yet here you are, happily enjoying yourself with your filthy little hands, creating such vile forms out of our precious clay. You’re a disgrace to the art program.”

#trrpgaccept #submission

[bearsfakedthemoonlanding]

Hi I saw your post with pictures from binding and I was wondering if you have any advice for someone who wants to start. Also where did you get that binding tape? I think I’d really like to use that but I have no idea where to get it.

Hello!  so the two methods of binding I use are a 1. gc2b binder and 2. kinesthetic tape.  there’s pros and cons to both that I’ll discuss here. 

but before i word vomit all of that at you, here’s an article with some solid binding advice and some generic big brother advice: 

if binding makes you more comfortable, then go for it.  if it doesn’t, then don’t. your personal gender experience is just that-- personal.  don’t let anyone tell you what you have to do.

don’t hurt yourself.  being trans isn’t Market yet, the stuff designed for us is experimental, there’s gonna be a lot of trial and error. you’ll figure out what feels right. 

try and have fun with it?  i know that sounds bogus, especially if your chest dysphoria is a major source of discomfort, but hear me out.  we don’t have a cis experience. our boyhood is going to look different than cis boyhood, and it’s going to look different than other peoples’ boyhood, because everyone (cis or trans) is a whole unique person!  there are no “should”s and there are no “have to”s.  being trans doesn’t mean you have to suffer through every experience.  love yourself, even the parts of yourself you wish were different or plan on changing, and you’ll have a lot more fun in life. 

following trans guys on social media can help a lot.  i follow @mars.wright and @little.sun.boy and a bunch of others.  go find your brothers.

also Miles Chronicles on youtube makes me feel 100x better about being a person, but i’ve been following him since 2015 so. Y’know.

GC2B

i haven’t worn an underworks binder, but i’ve heard good things.  this brand has done really well for me.  keep in mind, i’m 5′8″ tall, 140lbs, b-cup chest size, with a pretty androgynous torso situation.  I don’t have a lot of curves to deal with. 

pros:  

the gc2b binder flattens me out entirely

it’s not too difficult to get in and out of

and it’s mostly comfortable.

easy to wash

didn’t shrink in the dryer

the customer service people emailed me back really quickly to help me figure out sizing when I first got it, and were super chill and polite

ALSO i have asthma, but have had Very Rare binder complications. i ride my bike around the whole city wearing this thing, have swam in it, and even worked out a few times wearing it (don’t do that) and haven’t had issues any greater than I would have NOT wearing it

cons: 

i get back aches about 6-8 hours into wearing it, which listen. i know that’s the time limit anyways, but when you work 8-10 hour shifts you don’t have a lot of options, okay? 

holds heat like a motherfucker.  i live somewhere very hot and very humid, and some days a twenty minute walk will just about heatstroke me.  these things do not breathe. 

(i’ve also heard of people having issues with the straps showing under the neckline of some t-shirts. i haven’t had this problem, but i’m also not Stealth so i’m not hyperaware of it either.)

TRANS TAPE

okay so i’ve used both the on brand which was fantastic and the off brand which was... fine. 

Trans tape pros: 

comfortable as all get out, i hardly realize i’m wearing it

can wear it for multiple days in a row without having to mess with it (isn’t it great to just. not have to think about your boobs? yeah)

very subtle under clothing.  you can wear tank tops and nobody will know.  you can wear your shirts real open! it’s great

doesn’t give you the sausage feeling you can get from being squeezed into a binder

lots of videos online showing you how to put it on

with some practice, totally flattened me out.  just as good as the binder.  if you don’t stretch it tight enough you’ll still have rounded breast shapes (reminder: i’m speaking specifically for my body type.  if i was born without these boys on my chest, i would be totally flat naturally.  some men have a rounder chest.  it just depends on your body type)

trans tape cons: 

hurts like a son of a bitch if you don’t take it off correctly.  which is to say: Oil. Yourself. Down.  I use vegetable oil, because I bought a huge thing from the dollar store for cooking anyways and have this weird “thing” about buying self care products.  whatever.  but it sticks Very Well and you cannot take it off dry without hurting yourself.  expect some stinging in the removal process anyways.  the easiest time i had was after wearing it for five days (showering in it twice) and trying to take it off while it was still a little damp.  nearly painless.  you’ll figure yourself out.

can be itchy? cause you’re putting glue on your skin.  depends how sensitive your skin is.  the itching wasn’t intense for me, and didn’t last very long, but it was a thing.

Don’t. Put. Deodorant. On. Before. The. Tape.  the tape won’t stick under your arms and it’s super annoying.  deodorant after. 

kinesthetic tape pros: 

works ALMOST as good as the traps tape

a little more affordable

same results

KT cons: 

not sized the same, comes in narrower strips, so you have to use more pieces to get the same result.

not quite as stretchy and comfortable, but still worked well enough (might just have been the brand I bought?  but honestly, if i’m gonna spend the money for KT Tape(tm) I might as well just buy Trans Tape(tm) )

Left welts and sore spots on my skin, and was not worn for the same amount of time (it’s not designed for this the way Trans Tape is, so there’s a little trial and error with it)

#binding #binding tips #ftm #trans masculine #trans guy #trans tape

[shattered-rp-blog]

Congratulations, Mipsy!

You are accepted as Yelena Belova, welcome to the family! Sorry for the delay, we were busy yesterday but we can say we loved the app from the moment we read it! It’s good to have more villains coming up to add to the bunch and I bet Yelena is gonna bring some trouble to many of our beloved characters. Please make sure to send in your account in the next 48 hours and follow every step on the checklist.

(This is the Yelena anon!)

App Form - Canon

OOC

Name: Mipsy

Preferred Pronouns: She/Her

Age (You must be 18 or older to participate): 26

Timezone: CST

Availability (with a short explanation): I’m not currently working, but I do keep myself busy by job hunting and other activities in my day to day life. I am already in one other rpg, but that’s about it. With my life rn, I’d say I can get on at least 4 days out of the week, usually at nights (cst).

Do you have any triggers? Sexual crimes against children, Animal abuse, and Rape

IC

Full Name: Yelena Belova

Second character choice (if there’s any): N/A

Alias: (The second) Black Widow/Adaptoid

Affiliation: Villain

Age (16+): 32

Faceclaim: Léa Seydoux

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Character quote: “I am the first student in history of the Red Room to surpass your marks. I may lack your experience, but I am your equal or your better in every other respect.”  

Why do you want to play this character? (Write as much or as little as you like and fangirl as much or as little as you like): I’d heard about Yelena Belova as Natasha’s rival, but I never knew much about her. Ironically, it was a post on Tumblr, or more comic book art of her and a general background I read, that interested me in her. So much, I wanted to try her out. She’s patriotic to her mother Russia, and she’s highly skilled spy, but she’s just not as good as Natalia. She’s not as experienced as her. She’s obsessed with beating her rank, she wants to be the better Widow, the best Widow, and I’m already in love with Natasha so it works! But she is naive, young in personality since she’s been sheltered by the Red Room, I don’t think she could think of any life besides them. And she liked it that way ( at least for awhile anyway ). And I just love this so much?? But, I’d love to explore her as a person, for her to get to know herself. For her to see her other options other than her life as a spy, but still combat them, because I’d still like for her to be a villain/nuetral with things! and of coarse for her to get into the middle of what’s going on in the rpg!! All just to lead her back to Natasha.

Biography (3+ paragraphs, you can use the skeleton to help you):

Rooskaya 

Her life before the Widow Program, none of it mattered now. When Yelena was fifteen years old, she was recruited by the Red Room to be the next potential Black Widow. The same academy that the Soviet’s trained the first Black Widow, Natasha Romanoff. Once it’d become clear that their beloved Widow had defected, the Soviets knew they had a lot of work to do with Belova. And so that is where her story, begins.

She was originally spotted for her exceptional physical condition, high marks on their IQ tests, and her talent in gymnastics. The KGB meant for her to succeed her predecessor, despite the program’s success. Their perfect spy failed them. So, for years Yelena was trained under a strict regimen by the trainers of the program. During her training, Yelena scored incredibly high on her tests. But instead of being proud about it, she stated Romanoff had scored better, under the same tests. She hated to be lesser than a traitor who deserted her country.

Pale Little Spider

The Red Room was her home, the little spider trained under for a decade. They fed her, clothed her. They played their vicious mind games on her, brainwashed her. Taught her how to fight, how to bleed. How to kill, and how to blend as a spy. She’d all but forgotten her life, before. One particular trainer she came to view, as a father figure. Pyotr Vasilievich Starkovsky, a Lieutenant Colonel who taught the new Black Widow hand-to-hand combat, weapon use, and knife work for over a decade. A trained hand in hand combatant, he was her main instructor. She’d become close to him, and Starkovsky too considered her like his daughter. Though Starkovsky started to develop a strong sexual attraction to her, as she grew, and it became his obsession. Yelena never thought anything of it. Yelena was starting to feel inferior and inadequate to her predecessor, but as much as wanted to defeat her, Yelena undoubtedly idolized her. Even if she wouldn’t admit it to herself. While Starkovsky’s deviant behavior found a substitute in a brothel with a woman named Petra, a look-alike of Yelena.

What happened next, Yelena doesn’t exactly know. Starkovsky was dead, killed by Petra. Belova was shattered by the news, and confused by the loss of her father figure. She’d been told Starkovsky had been stealing secrets from the Black Widow program, and Yelena decided to investigate, on her own. In the end, Yelena killed Petra, and proceeded to accept the role as the new Black Widow. Belova would go on to never know that the entire ordeal, and the brothel’s owner and the other woman in the room, Nikki was an exercise. And part of her graduation test.

Part Widow Part Adaptoid

Her time as the Black Widow was short, but not without making it’s bite on the various people who mattered. For years, she’d completed intelligence missions for the KGB under the moniker Black Widow. Though her efforts, and partially the name, were overshadowed by the scarlet Widow. The real Black Widow. Yelena worked in the dark. The only people who learned that there was a second Widow, were her targets, and others who kept tabs on her. But the world knew of the Black Widow as a superhero. Natasha Romanoff, the Avenger. Yelena watched the movements of Natasha and the rest of the Avengers, through the years. And she waited. Shadowed by her predecessor once more. Seeing her face on the screen, fueled her obsession and drive to beat her, and be the only Widow that still represented mother Russia.

Around the same time, Yelena had gone on another routine mission. This felt routine, but it wasn’t. She almost died from it. She’d come out of it with a badly burned body and beaten, a mysterious figure dragged her out to an undisclosed location. Hospitalized and brutally disfigured, they offered her another chance at life. She didn’t want to die, so Yelena said yes. The mysterious figured revealed himself to be a representative of HYDRA, and brought himself a team of agents from an organization he wouldn’t name. They were trusted to perform the operation that transformed her into something else, something similar to the creature known as Super-Adaptoid. Her Adaptoid abilities were very…unique. Unlike any spy the Soviets ever created. And so Yelena was reborn, and took up the moniker of their latest creation: Adaptoid.

Adaptoid

Her time with the Red Room, deteriorated. Cut all ties with her contacts, and to this day, Yelena doesn’t know if the Red Room still exists or not. She’d rather not ask, or know. She’d given every piece of herself to the Academy, it broke a part of her to leave it in the past. But that meant another young girl could be training to be the next Black Widow. To take her place, and that meant the Red Room was after her. Just like Yelena was after Natasha, but Yelena had more pressing matters to attend to. A debt had to be paid to HYDRA, and to the unknown organization that successfully transformed her into the Super-Adaptoid. She doesn’t know who they are, what they are, or what they’re after. So she puts her trust in HYDRA, and follows their orders instead. Though the unnamed organization keeps their hands dirty in Yelena’s buisness. Studying their little ‘ pet ’ project, and Yelena has yet to find out what they’re really after.

With the onslaught of the mission in Lagos, Nigeria and the Sokovia Accords, Yelena is finding it increasingly difficult to complete her current mission: find and gather further intelligence on the Avengers. All of the Avengers. That includes Natasha Romanoff, but Yelena has her own plans for Natasha…and the Soldat. The Winter Soldier. As a villain, she didn’t have to sign the Accords. And she could care less about the mutants and their Registration Act, despite her abilities to be considered one. She tries to be careful because of it, because of all of it, she has to be aware of what’s going on to complete her mission. But, above all, she wants to win against the first Black Widow, and settle the title as the Black Widow once and for all. 

No mission is above her.

Ships: Yelena x Chemistry

Para sample (in character): (Removed for privacy)

Additional (optional): It can be anything extra about the character, Myer-Briggs? Horoscope? Favourites? Headcanons?

As the Super-Adaptoid, Yelena is able to copy the superhuman powers, abilities, and technological enhancements (ex. armor) of those around her. But from the strengths she copies, she also copies their weaknesses. Simply, she adapts. The extent of the Super-Adaptoid’s abilities are still unknown, and is very experimental, as the secret organization continues to study and record data on Yelena. The Adaptoid is in it’s early stages, so she’s only able to copy superhuman powers ( includes enhancements, ex. super strength ). She can only hold one power at a time, and the time limit varies. Because of this, it’s very sporadic. She’s very sporadic, until she learns to fully control it. She must remain close to copy their power, within at least ten feet. After that, she can freely use it. Much like the Super-Adaptoid, Yelena must be able to see and scan her opponent. Which is why she has a special headgear, much like a spider’s eyes, that scan her subject and begin to copy one random ability, to her body. At times she can choose, most times she can’t. She’s also capable of copying the appearance of her subject, or small parts of them, but this stage hasn’t developed yet.

Yelena’s been using a new identity, ever since she stepped foot back in America. For this assignment, she’s been given the identity of Bella Yolkov: A Russian-American, born in the United States, graduated at the top of her class, and became a successful businesswoman. Handling her work between numerous American companies. The French-Russian name was a play on her own name, with her last and first switched. That and Yelena refused to take an American surname. Her hair remains short, bob-cut, and blonde and she speaks with an American accent. When asked, she doesn’t speak any French, although Yelena’s studied the language too. She only pours out her Russian around those she knows. Occasionally, in casual conversation, usually with those who speak Russian too. Her personality is still strong, but much more friendlier and conversational, even seductive, if need be. Just as she was taught, in the Red Room. Yelena will blend in, however that may be.

Wanted connections: Natasha Romanoff, James Buchanan Barnes, Steve Rogers, Yelena/Avengers ( Since she’s undercover, if that’s not too much to ask ), Madame Hydra, Yelena/Villains, Yelena/HYDRA agents

Questions or requests?

I did take several liberties with Yelena’s bio to keep it closer to the comics, explain what she’s been up to, while also trying to merge her into this rpg. But if you need me to change the bio or anything, just let me know and I’ll try my best to fix anything! This includes the identity headcanon, because if anyone recognizes her ( besides probs Nat and James, if they do ), I don’t know if I’ll be able to use it.

Also, excuse my Russian. I’m trying to find different places to translate it.

Thanks for reading my novel my app! 

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