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sometranssoup · 7 months
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Being a trans male best friend is the worst.
I feel like my friends will never see me as Nick. I'm more of an exception. They treat me like a girl but call me a guy. Even if it's all they've ever known me as,I still feel like they don't see me as a man.
I'm just the exception.
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kayate1923 · 9 months
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Just a short one :)
Hi guys! This is my first ever post. It's just a short one that's kinda not finished. I don't even have a title for it. Lemme know if you have any ideas. Anyways, enjoy! x
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Pairing: Reader (?) x Her best friend (male)
Short: She wants to go for an early run on the weekend but her best friend has other ideas.
Words: 618
Warnings: none ig? but 18+ (at your own risk lol)
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It was rather unusual for her to stand this early in front of the bathroom mirror. The sky was still a deep orange and the clouds were just getting pink. She brushed her hair and put it together into a low bun. Her makeup still smudgy because she didn't have the energy to remove it before going to bed. Last night only blurry memories. She just remembered that her best friend gave her a lift home and stayed over for the night. As she got up, she tried her best to not wake him up, which wasn't as easy as thought. Her room was small and he was sleeping on a matress on the floor.
This morning she decided to go out for a run through the nearby forest. She had left a small note on her desk, informing the sleepy head where she would be going.
The cold water on her face sent shivers through her body but she felt how it cleared her head.
Though she didn't notice the sound of a closing door in the hallway as she removed her makeup in deep concentration. Only as the bathroom door slowly opened and a still half-asleep boy stuck his head through it. She smiled "Did I wake you?". "Naah, not really, I guess," he said groggily, trying to smile back.
"Well it seems that you have noticed my absence," she hummed as she went back to wiping off the last bits of mascara. "Yeah, seems like my body has grown attached to you. And now longs for your presence every time you leave..." his voice was low and only a whisper but it made her heart jump and her chest feel light. He shifted closer and her heart rate went up.
As his hands slipped under her shirt and touched her waist, her skin was burning and a warmth spread throughout her body and shot up into her face. His body pressed up against hers and she could feel his breath smoothly hovering over her neck until it stopped at her ear. "Do you even know what you're doing to me." he growled in a husky tone while he wrapped his arms around her waist. A humming almost whiny noise escaped her throat. "I- but- I didn't-" her head was spinning and she felt numb. "Am I making you nervous?" he smirked and slowly moved his head to let his breath hit her neck. His mouth was now dangerously close to her skin and a slight goosebumps spread out. She could only nod slowly, her body longing for the warmth of his and the feeling of his lips on her bare skin.
In one swift movement he spun her around and locked her with his hands on her back. Her arms automatically draping onto his shoulders. There was a long silence. Both either staring at the eyes or the lips of one another.
"So you gonna kiss me now?" she breathed, biting her lip desperately. He lifted his hand, letting his thumb trace over her bottom lip, freeing it. He looked into her eyes once more before brushing his lips over hers and finally breaking the tension. The kiss was soft at first. But it got more passionate, deep and intense. His hands grabbed her waist and he held on tight. A quiet moan escaped her and he couldn't hide the smirk.
He placed kisses along her jawline moving down further to the side of her neck. His wet lips caressing her skin, his hands massaging and squeezing her waist, following the desire to hear the sweet noises she made. She leaned back her head to give him more access, while her hands grabbed his hair.
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This is it so far. Hope you like it :)
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The dichotomy of my friends
Me: *posts a fit check on my Instagram story*
Male (straight) best friend: Looks very nice 👍
Female (queer) best friend: LOOK AT YOU GO SEXY BEAUTIFUL GODDESS I LOVE YOU GODDAMN IF I WASN'T TAKEN I'D BE ALL YOURS
I love them
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leyllethecreator · 1 month
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Damsel in the Red Dress: Chapter One (Excerpt)
The frozen night gnaws at my face like it hasn’t eaten in days, alive with a bouquet of red currants and fanfare. The smell of perfume slips silently out of the after-party and down the spiral staircase, escaping through the closed door in lusty drafts like a flower garden on steroids. Our footsteps echo - too loud in the crowded, solitary parking garage. Everything feels amplified tonight, and yet far away - like I’m listening to - reaching out and existing through a glass wall. The click of my high-heels on the concrete… The heartbeat of the alcohol in my bloodstream…
She - I stand shivering in the burning red cocktail dress we rented just for the occasion as Kattar makes a ceremony out of opening my door.
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madeoutofmess · 7 months
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I'm hugging your picture close to my chest, can u feel the Heartbeat..... Heartache?
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the-lokal-homo · 8 months
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...my male best friend just told me that the fear of getting jumped while walking home from a party is just a cliché, and not very likely to happen where we life (germany) I am so disappointed in him...
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yandere-writer-momo · 24 days
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Yandere Head Canons:
Double Trouble
Yandere twins x childhood friend gn reader
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Michael and Mica were polar opposites in personality despite their eerily similar appearance. Michael was soft spoken and kind while Mica was loud and boisterous. It wasn’t uncommon for Mica to be on your left and Michael to be on your right. They’ve always been your friends for as long as you could remember…
As the three of you got older, they became clingier. They were always at your house whether it was to walk to school with you or to complete homework, they were there. And it became much worse when you mentioned having a crush.
“I have a crush on Darren. I think he’s cute…” you had said on the first Tuesday of your senior year in college.
“Darren? The really quiet guy?” Mica furrowed his brow. “If you like quiet guys, don’t you think Michael is a better fit? Look at him?”
Mica squished Michael’s cheeks together and directed his face at you. A bright cherry blush on Michael’s face as he averted his gaze from you. “Isn’t Michael rather handsome too?”
You chuckled as you helped Michael out of Mica’s grips. “I never said Michael was ugly, you two have always been my friends… wouldn’t it be weird to only date one brother?” You brought up which made the twins become silent.
“Ah… I didn’t think about that.” Mica whispered, his eyes filled with stars. “So would you date both of us then?”
You quirked a brow. “Both of you?” Mica nodded his head while Michael blushed even more.
“Hmm… probably just one of you.”
Since you had said those words, you noticed a change in your friends. The twins were now always in a silent battle for your undivided attention on one of them.
They followed you to around to each of your college classes, both eager to be by your side. Mica babbled your ear off while Michael firmly held your hand. His cheeks aflame and his palms sweaty.
“You really think you could choose one of us? Isn’t two better than one?” Michael asked you with a smirk. “You wouldn’t want to break one of our hearts would you?”
It was so odd to be badgered by Michael every single day without fail. The blonde would constantly pick on you to pick one of them while Mica would hold onto you like a lifeline. The quiet male consistently reminded you of his presence as well.
It was at a college party filled with one too many cheap beers that you found yourself sprawled out with the two of them on either side of you. You were no doubt in their dorm room, whisked away in your tipsy state by Michael. Mica sat in front of you on his knees while Michael held your body from behind.
Mica’s lips were pressed firmly on the side of your neck while Michael’s hands slipped under your shirt. Your body felt as if it was burning from their fervent attention.
“How about we help you see things our way? We can make you feel good…” Michael chuckled at your dazed expression.
You sighed. It’s not like you really had an option at this point. These two weren’t going to leave you be until you accepted them both.
You helped Michael slip your shirt over your head as you grabbed Mica’s blonde curls to pull him into a kiss. If this was the way it was going to be, you might as well have your cake and eat it too.
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noxcheshire · 29 days
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Back at it again with my Danny is mom coded au’s, but this time it’s because of Clockwork that he suddenly has a whole ass teenage kid.
Clockwork had been bored or maybe he was playing a game against an opponent, or even lost a bet, whatever it was, he stepped in right as Jason was searching for his biological mother.
The DNA that would have registered itself as one Sheila Haywood, confirming Jason’s mother, glitched a terrible green across the screens of the batcomputer.
In those few moments of chaos Jason’s heart beat rapidly as he tried to figure out why the computer wasn’t working, wondering if his only chance to find his mom — his blood mom — would never find success.
Then as suddenly as things went wrong the DNA settled and pinged.
Jason watched, his chest tight, as one Danny C. Works, formerly Danny Fenton appeared onto the big screen.
Danny looked a lot like Jason, short cut black hair more straight than the subtle curls of Jason’s own; deep blue eyes, tired in a way that spoke of long days and nights, but with a warm happiness that made the familiar smile — the one Jason would see on himself every time he looked into the mirror — even more striking.
Jason didn’t linger too long on the male identifying gender, nor the fact his mom leaned more towards a masculine name or clothing.
There were plenty of male to female, and female to male leaning individuals that lived in Crime Alley. He had seen it enough to not even bat an eye at it, even now. After all, in Gotham you minded your business least you find yourself in business you can’t leave.
On a different monitor information of Danny C. Works piled for Jason to quickly browse through.
Danny was a senior engineer, no intimate relationships, and with no close connections to family outside of the tentative calls from Jasmine Fenton.
Danny was estranged from Jack and Madeline Fenton, a falling out that had occurred just a little before Danny’s high school graduation. If Jason calculated it correctly that would have been — around the season Jason himself would have been born.
Okay, so no grandparents then but I might have a maybe aunt. Jason scrolled further and stilled.
Twin toddlers: Dante and Danielle Works.
Jason had baby siblings.
He doesn’t let the sting of younger siblings consume him, doesn’t allow the whispering thoughts of why he had been given up when his younger siblings had been kept and so very obviously loved.
Jason took deep breathes, he didn’t have time to linger here. He had a family to get to, and a family he would get to.
It took almost all night to reach, the starlight night sky slowly and surely fading into cloudy wine as the sun rose, but Jason made it.
And when the door opened to his hesitant but firm knock, Jason was unable to speak. His mom — dad, maybe? Did they want to be mom or dad? — stood in the doorway, brows furrowed in confusion.
It was when Danny spoke his vigilante name did Jason only just realize that he was still dressed to the nine’s in his Robin costume.
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 4 months
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Laios's three Boy Best Friends. And yes, they hate him.
#dungeon meshi#laios touden#toshiro nakamoto#chilchuck tims#kabru#BF in this context could be boyfriend or best friend. The line is so blurry.#Chilchuck less so but whatever is going on between Shuro and Laios & Kabru and Laios is giving strong:#“dude if you were a girl I'd date the hell out of you”. And from the genderswap extra's that sentiment is canon for BOTH.#This was made prior to the translation of the Laios & Kabru & Shuro restaurant date comic and honestly I am just feeling vindicated.#I don't even know what to call this dynamic other than a situationship. There is so much going on between all of them.#Even on a purely platonic reading - the miscommunication and male yearning for friendship hurt so bad.#When we got the Big Hug scene in the epilogue arc I was whooping and hollering! Pure catharsis moment!#I also don't like hugs very much so I really felt it went Shuro ('hates being touched') went in for the bear hug.#Do not get me started on the agony of 'always lying' Kabru telling the truth (I just wanted to be friends)#and 'always believes' Laios thinking it's another lie and brushing him off.#I am once again supporting dungeon meshi day by posting art. Please watch dungeon meshi.#obligatory edit because I’m tired: YES. Chilchuck cares for Laios and him admitting it was a huge part of his arc#YES he is more just fed up with him that actually hating him.#I needed a third guy to be canonically done with his ass for the THREE WEED SMOKING GIRLFRIENDS reference
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2smolbeans · 4 months
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Yandere CEO in a room with darling, handing them a contract sheet for them to sign:
"I know this company is going to miss you, but you have to understand why I have to do this. You deserve more than this, you deserve to have so much-"
Otaku darling already knowing yandere CEO's intentions and signing it immediately:
"Yep, don't care! Chain me up, don't care. All I ask for is funding for my lovely figures - and oh! A membership for all of these streaming websites. You're right, I deserve so much more, so take me now!"
Yandere CEO surprised but not disappointed as they take the signed contract:
"Okay..Didn't plan that to happen..But then again you always belonged to me. So why would I be surprised..?"
Darling immediately jumping onto their lap, happily hugging them as they accept their fate:
"Mhn-hmn! <3"
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The aftermath of yandere CEO consensually 'kidnapping' an otaku darling <3
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merakiui · 5 months
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PLEASE. please. if you would be so kind to give us some more stalker ex scara... the first time I saw it it just changed my brain chemistry, and I desperately need more </3
>:D thinking a lot about stalker ex Scara, but you get really drunk and he's the only one left to look after you......
(cw: yandere, nsfw, non-con, alcohol/intoxication, toxic ex scara, modern college au, connected to the previous stalker ex scara concept)
Just,,, the fact that he's been so good and sweet ever since he casually slid himself into your friend group and you're not sure if you can trust him, yet here you are being completely, utterly, stupidly vulnerable in front of your very unstable ex. orz
Kuni's not one for parties; in fact, he'd much rather spend his precious time doing quiet, comfortable things with you (cuddling is so much healthier than drinking, after all! <3). Unfortunately, you allow your foolish friends to talk you into attending these brain-rotting parties so you can get drunk off your ass, and he can't let you attend them by yourself because there are too many risks. If you got too comfortable with Venti or Kazuha or even Tighnari while drunk, Kuni would never forgive you. >:( he's worked too hard cultivating this friendly image for himself, and he isn't going to let you or anyone else ruin it.
But right now everyone else is too inebriated to do much of anything, and he hasn't touched the drinks ever since he arrived, instead choosing to anchor himself to some forgotten corner of the room. He sulks and broods in silence, a scowl plastered to his face. He's just barely tolerating it for your sake. It's because he loves you that he's doing any of this. Soon you won't even need any of these troublesome friends. Soon you'll just have him, and he's all you really need. It was like that when you were growing up, after all. Even though, as painful as it is, you don't seem so codependent, so swept up in romance... You're so independent now, no longer the shy, fearful thing from the final few months of your relationship with him. He'd be impressed if he wasn't trying so hard to isolate you from each of your friends. It's a challenge when he's trying to tiptoe around Heizou's sharp, witty perception or Venti's proclivity for knowing everything about everyone despite no one knowing much about him.
But he endures. He's gone years without you; this is nothing.
If you were smarter, you'd know not to trust a word he says. That kind, soft smile he's perfected for this act is not to be believed, especially not when he's using it to assure your friends that he'll bring you home safe and sound. Heizou has his doubts because it's late and you can hardly walk a straight line, but he's tipsy just like the others and it's hard to deliberate like this. Besides, when has Kuni ever let the group down? :)
He takes you back to his dorm instead because Albedo's not home and he has the entire room to himself. While you meander clumsily over to his bed, kicking your shoes off and shucking your jacket in the process, he watches. You have no idea how much he depends on you, how much he admires you, so much so that it surpasses love and lust entirely. Without you, he's nothing. Or that's what he thinks because for the majority of his life he's felt empty and sub-human and so alone. But now you're here, and you can fill those empty spaces in his heart and give him a reason to keep living.
You don't seem particularly fazed when the bed dips under his weight. Rather, you blink sleepily up at him when he leans over you, gingerly reaching to help you out of your sweater. You're too drunk to protest or struggle, and you feel so dizzy every time you open your eyes. It's difficult to remain fully conscious when sleep is tugging at your body, pulling you under. You don't even realize he's fit his mouth on yours until his tongue is pushing past your lips. You manage to place your hands against his chest, intending to push him away, but you're so exhausted and tired. They fall to your sides, useless.
Kuni sits up and smiles at you. He says something about you being dumb and cute... or something about how your friends are fools. You don't really catch all of his obsessive murmurings when your attention is waning. Clothes are torn off; he kisses you a lot. You're not sure if you're reciprocating, but it certainly sounds that way when you're whining beneath him, arching against sodden sheets, your breaths coming in pants and huffs each time he ruts into you.
He doesn't have to worry about anything. Right now, it's just you and him in a corner of the world, locked away from everyone who might try to take you away from him. It's not like you'll remember much come morning. You don't need to anyway. It's better if you're lost and bewildered. That way he'll be able to craft a story to suit his fancy. You'll believe it. You'll have no choice, and Kuni knows how to tell very believable tales.
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sydneighsays · 20 days
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Jee and V getting along (optional)
I found this audio Instagram.
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madeoutofmess · 7 months
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I'm waiting for your call. Yes I won't recieve but atleast I can fake console myself it was not all fake!
Call na!!!!!!!
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idanceuntilidie · 7 months
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So pretty when you cry
male bestfriend yan x male reader no warnings needed for this requests are open
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You were bawling your eyes out; you and your partner broke up.   You don’t even know what happened, everything was just fine yesterday.    They called you names and looked at you with disgust.  In front of the whole school, in front of everybody.  There is probably a video circulating around the internet by now. Everyone was laughing at you, the laughter still echoed it your skull painfully. 
Recently your friends started to leave you or disappear, and them leaving know just added to the pain. It hurt so much. Your salty tears soaked the pillow underneath you. You were wailing so loudly the people next door probably heard you.  It’s not fair. Your hands grip the pillow tightly and wailed harder.   
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“Great job, I thought ya might get too scared to do this”  Cara chuckeled, giving them money.  
“You can shut the fuck up, don’t ever come near me again.”    Cara smiled, as he watched them walk off. Humming, he pulled out his phone and turned off the recording. It was so easy, too easy. These people are so stupid, all they want is money. They didn’t deserve. None of them did, so as your roommate and your best friend he decided to help you get rid of them. You will be thankful after you sorrow passes.    You don’t need those friends, or that asshole of a partner you had. The same partner that when smelled money could do anything.  If you were his boyfriend he could treat you better, he would take you on little dates, kiss you. Cara places his hand on his burning cheek. You just make him so flustered.    He needs to return to you, poor thing, you probably are crying right now.  Don’t you worry, he will be there for you soon. 
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The door creaked open; it was quieter now, your sobbing weakend.  Poor thing you must be so tired now.  You hiccupped as your head lifted up to see who came through the door. When you saw Cara, your lips quivered.  
He swears his heart jumped at that, he feels bad yes, but you look so pretty even if you are crying your eyes out. Cara walked up to your bed, he sat next to you, his hand ran through your hair.  Your eyes were puffy and red, some of your haired clinged to your sweaty forehead.  You were stunning. 
  “Oh y/n, you are such a pretty boy, you shouldn’t cry after assholes like him”  He cooed as he kissed the top of your head.  Your hands tugged on his shirt. He chuckled and laid next to you.    “They were an asshole”  you mumbled. 
“Yeah, glad they are gone hm?”    “mhm..”    You laid your head on his chest; he didn’t care if your snot or tears dirtied it.  Hell, it made his heart skip a beat, some part of you would be on his clothes.  Cara knew he would never wash this shit ever again.   
Tomorrow you might cry again, but this time he will be by your side to wipe those tears away.  Make you smile. Oh he is so happy he can get a chance to do this, with no one in the way now, you won’t even think of escaping him.  Your whole school has turned its back on you, and that means whatever happens you will run into his arms first. 
He caressed your head; he rubbed your back. He hummed you songs that you adore so much. When your breathing slowed it gave him a sign that finally you were falling asleep.  Oh his poor sweet boy, so hurt and tired.  Cara knows that, hell, he is aware, but he is doing this for you. Whatever you like it or not he will scare everyone away, or just get rid of them.   He can’t just share you; he can’t let other people see your smile, your tears or disgust. 
They are all his. 
You don’t need anyone else. Just him.  Only him.   And you only need him. 
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dreamlandgirlie · 1 month
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i just saw a post that said mike faist has a typecast and it’s ambiguously bisexual characters in homoerotic movies 😭
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