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shhh-secret-time · 2 months

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is me again hiiiii:•)

you don't have to do it right away, but the sp writing fandom is pretty busy with irl stuff from what i can see and i'm literally dying of withdrawals from no lovesick-idiot mccormick like its such a vital need for me to be alive. suave kenny is great, but STUPIDLY red-faced kenny fumbling a corny pickup line? [SLAMMING THE TABLE]

if you have a crumb of anything at all with kenny being a dummy when it comes to his lover, spare please if you want actually i'm not forcing give it now it's ok 🤲

ALSO HOPE UR DOING OK!!! :•D

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Well hi you! I'm glad to see you back! I hope you guys don't mind that I combo'd yours together again! I'm so glad more of you are asking for Kenny! I couldn't resist the "Can't take a compliment to save his life" Kenny. Because same.

Warning: NSFW, Strong Language, Bad Flirting, Praise Kink

Pairing: Kenny x GN!Reader

The way his hair lays across your lap makes it look like little strands of golden thread. Such a peaceful look on his face would make any man jealous. That little thought tickled the front of his brain, how lucky of man he was.

Kenny opens his eyes just a bit, heavy lids beckoning him to close them again. It takes all his willpower not to listen to the sleepy siren song. But how could he even consider that when you look so beautiful.

He takes in every little detail he can. Watching your eyes move across your phone, it's hypnotic. You're not paying attention to him and sometimes he likes it that way. Getting to admire you in peace like this, without you trying to hide the things he loves so much about you.

But sure enough, when you feel his loving eyes on you, you stop and raise a brow down at him. He can't stop the lazy smirk that tugs at his lips. It makes you smile in return and Kenny feels his heart pounding in his chest.

"How's the most beautiful person in South Park feeling?" Kenny purrs up at you.

His flirting makes you chuckle and run your fingers through his hair. It only encourages him, you know that. Just a bit of attention from you and he becomes an addict wanting more and more. All you did was smile and laugh, and he's already pushing for more of that sweet sound.

"I don't know, how is he feeling?" You hum softly as you push the shaggy bangs out of his face.

You have to stifle back another laugh when you see his eyes widen. Even more so when a small blush begins creeping up his neck. He'd be lying to himself and any God that was listening if he thought you were going to shoot back like that. His heart wasn't ready, not by the way it slammed against his chest.

"You're a big flirt Angel. C'mon now, don't upstage me at my own art." He says trying to recover from the little counterattack.

"But Kenneth," Oh the way you say his full name. Even in that playful tone, it would make him stand at attention. "You're the real piece of art here."

And oh, the way your fingers trace down his jawline, like you're trying to memorize all his features on touch alone. Kenny's breath hitches in his throat, hoping that you don't feel the way his face heats up under your touch.

"S-Sweetheart. You're laying in on a little thick."

"Am I? I don’t think I tell you enough."

How can you sit there and tell him something like that so easily? The shade of your eyes holding such a deep passion. You look at him as if he's the most precious thing in the world, like the most devoted would their God.

"I don't think you hear it enough. I love you, Kenny. I love you so very much." You pause for only a moment, "From the way you smile at me with that earnest smile. I know you're trying so hard…even when you're tired, you're smiling and it's so beautiful."

Fuck.

"Oh, and the way you take care of those around you. I could go on for hours about how I adore you for that. You always make sure other people are happy before yourself. That heart of yours is gorgeous."

Fucking shit.

"And the way your eyes light up when you get excited. Oh, it's so cute! Pretty lavender eyes, I get envious when they're not on me. How could I not admire you as art?"

But they are! Always! He wants to tell you that, but the way you speak so softly. The way your voice drops to a whisper, tracing his lips as you speak. He can do nothing but open his mouth in awe. The blush on his face deepens and crawls up to the tip of his ears.

Just as he throws his arm over his eyes, burying his flustered face into the crook of his elbow, you let out a laugh. The sound rings out like a bell, a sound he wants to remember for the rest of his life.

"Kenny, don't hide from me baby~. Please." You know his weakness, a whisper against the shell of his ear in that pleading tone.

Kenny groans and slowly moves his arm away. He's barley able to look you in the eye. The way he tugs his bottom lip in between his teeth tells you everything you need. His face is such a deep red you think his skin is going to be permanently stained by that cherry color. In between nibbling on his bottom lip, the soft pink flesh quivers into a wavy line. From the way his fingers tap against his knuckles you know he wants to pull his hood up and pull the strings to hide his face.

So, you take them in yours and bring them up to your lips, pressing a kiss onto his bruised looking knuckles. You trail your kisses from his knuckles to the palm of his hand where you nuzzle into the warmth.

"And how could I forget these hands. These hands that protect people… these hands that hold me when I need it. The way you touch me with them makes me feel so loved." You hide the little smirk in his palm, watching the way he tries to hide into the side of your thighs.

"I-…I do love you. I love you so much." You think you hear him moan but it's hard to tell from the way his muffled voice barely reaches your ears.

If it was there’s no way you were going to let him hide them from you. You let his hands face go and cup the side of his face. Just like before you bend over and guide his face back towards yours. Your lips brush against his not quite kissing them yet, you want to see if his mind is still working.

Luckily, it still is. Once he registers that you've got your beautiful soft lips on his, he presses into them with a shaky breath. It feels like he can't catch his breath the way the kiss pulls the air out of his lungs. The rhythmic pounding of his heart picking up speed made its way up into his ears. Every time you pulled away traces of mint would make his mind hazy, only for your lips to anchor him right back in.

Kenny's kissed you before, plenty of times he'd ambush you and pepper your faces with an assault of his love. He’s snuck up behind you and dipped you in his arms, placing a passionate kiss before you could even register what was going on. A few times it earned him a smack on the shoulder or a punch but every time it was worth it.

Kenny's kissed you with want and need behind every little press of his lips. Everyone who knew him knew he was a physical lover, expressing admiration in touch. What better way to tell you how badly he craves you than with a long-drawn-out kiss?

Kenny kisses you with a toothache, how sweet you taste moving your lips across his.

He reaches up. His fingers through the locks of your hair, intertwining fingers through them so carefully one would think you were made of glass. His faded lifeline brushes against your chin and settles right on your jaw line.

His lifeline.

You.

"I love you." Kenny repeats himself.

"I love you too." So do you. Sneaking in the affection, weaving it between the kisses that just won't stop.

You can't stop, not when you can feel all the love, he's giving you. Normally it's his tongue that sings your praises. Kenny McCormick gave you all he had and more. He was a well of devotion and how you wanted to just keep pulling from him.

But sometimes you needed to remind him to take his fill. He could take from you more than he does, that it was alright to be a greedy man. That he didn't need to give so much without getting a little in return.

"No other man makes me feel like you do. When my time comes, I'll always remember you Kenny and all that you do." You whisper with that beautiful smile coming across that gorgeous face.

God if you only knew what you were saying to him. If you knew how heavy your words sat in his heart. You'd remember him? Through everything you'd remember him.

Your words echoed in his mind, your voice sounds like you are worshiping him. It should be the other way around. It's always been the other way around. He was put on this earth to serve, and when the universe gave him you, he was rewarded. Every time he felt the cold embrace of death, he'd wake up the next morning with his head in your lap.

Warm and safe. Home.

Does a man like him deserve more? Does he deserve to have his heart beating so deeply from your praise. Did he deserve to feel the way your lids lower, staring at him like he was the low lamp light of heaven?

"Can I tell you something Ken?" You start to say, snapping him out of the spell you've put him under. "I think I'd love you no matter what universe we were in."

Did you know just how much he'd do for you? The things he'd do to get back home to you. That there wasn't a god or death in the universe that would keep you from him. What he would do to anything that tried to get in between the two of you?

That was it. This is what was going to take him out, but if it was you maybe he wouldn't care.

Luckily it doesn't, not this time anyway. Kenny pulls away from your touch, sitting up with his back facing you only for only a moment. He knows he hasn't said anything in a while, but his silence doesn't scare you. You know him better than that. You know him better than any person has even bothered to.

He twists his body until he's facing you with either leg resting by your hip. His knees propped up to cage your body with his. Hands find home on your waist, pulling you into their lap. Kenny tilts his head like he's going in for another kiss.

"I know we would. I'd find you and give you my heart every time." Confession never sounded so saintly, not by the way Kenny says it.

The blond doesn't even seem to mind that his face is still a deep crimson, that he's all but shaking while holding you. The man's a lovesick fool.

"And I'd give you mine. My Kenny."

"My Angel."

Lips connect again ending the praise and sweet names. Hands begin exploring bodies, mapping every inch of skin. Calloused fingers push up against your soft skin and Kenny can't help but damn himself for how rough they feel against you.

But you seem to love it. You seem to love everything he does. When the pads of his fingers trace up and down your spine it makes your arch your back, chest pushed into him. The barrier of clothes has never really been a problem for Kenny, but tonight they were the source of his frustration. He needed to feel you against him, to touch you and feel that warmth that makes his skin buzz.

When your shirt is peeled off you expect him to dive straight towards your flesh like he had done so many nights like this. Instead, his hand comes up to the back of your neck and he presses his forehead against yours. He calls you an angel again, reminding you that you’re his, before his eyes trail down your form.

Why couldn't he just put into words how you made him feel? Put it in a way that wasn't a stupid pick-up line or some filthy comment. Kenny wishes he could just tell you, tell you how you're the only thing that makes him feel like this. He wants to tell you all the things you're so quick to tell him. But he can't. He can't form love on his tongue like you. He forms love on his tongue the only way he knows how.

His head dips down right where your shoulder connects with your neck, pressing a kiss into tender pulse of your heartbeat. Hoping it'll carry down your body landing right where it needs to. The pleased sigh it pulls from you tells him that's exactly where it went. Kenny speaks to you through chapped lips on skin trailing down your neck. Where he'd normally leave red splotches, tonight he leaves promises.

I love you. - a kiss on your collarbone, he lays you on your back against the bed.

You mean everything to me. - he bites your flesh and swirls his tongue, tasting you.

Don't forget this, don't forget me. Please. - he begs with a shaky sigh as he comes up for air only to dive right back to the other side of your neck.

Your hands slip into the folds of his orange jacket to push it down his arms. He tears himself away from you just long enough to grant your silent request. Sitting on his knees, he tosses the jacket to the side where it disappears somewhere in your room. Next is his worn-out tank top that leaves him bare to the cool air.

"You're so pretty Ken." Your voice and hand beckon him back down as you trail fingers up his chest.

He groans into the crook of your neck followed by a soft moan. He can feel himself slipping each time you compliment him. The feeling fuels him further, tugging your bottoms off. You feel him fumble for a moment until his thumbs hook into the waistband of your underwear, there he smooths out the flesh under them with the pads of his thumb. Rolling your hips up against him, you can feel just how pretty he thinks you are.

"M'gonna make you feel so good baby." He promises as he finally removes the clothing separating you.

He finishes removing your underwear and starts working on the rest of his clothes. Pants with a silver chain on the side and boxers that only served to keep him away from you. His silver necklace dangles off his neck between the both of you as he crawls back over you. Somewhere along the way he hooks his arm under your leg, pushing it up towards your head. His other hand follows by skimming up your thigh and gathering it up into his palm. They guide your legs apart, opening you up for him.

"I know you will." You laugh. Not at him. But in a way that's so carefree, "You always do, you're so good to me."

Kenny's hips buck forward in response pulling another sweet moan from you. Another one of many he hopes. He bites his lip when you take his member into your hands, gently guiding it into your warmth. It's slow the way he nudges the tip against you, opening you further to him. He wants you- needs you to memorize every inch of him so he takes it slower. Sinking further into you until he bottoms out.

Moans mix in the silence of your room. Until you lull your head to the side with that same pleased smile. "That's it. You feel so good Kenny. Come on love, have me like only you can do."

He almost feels bad when he squeezed your thigh, so sure that you'll complain about the bruise later, but you know what you're doing. You know praising him lead to this point, even if that wasn't your intention. To pull a gasp from him was just a little treat, one you were happy to have again and again.

When he drags his cock out of you, you mewl and squirm under his grasp. Your back arches again trying to encourage him to take more of you. Every long drag brush against your walls, every move feels calculated. He knows your body, knows where to push and grind to pull every sweet sound out of you.

Every time you call out his name, he feels his control lose and any other time it wouldn't be a problem. Right now, he hates it, he wants to take this slow and show you what you mean to him. But he can't, not when you press a kiss onto his throat whispering praise after praise into his pale flesh.

Kenny's hips snap forward, long slow thrusts have turned to sharp quick ones. "Say it again." He pants in-between each slam, "tell me you want me."

"I want you! God, please!" You cry out just as you wrap your arms around his neck.

"Again!"

"I want you, Kenny!"

"Fuck!"

He can feel it, he's at the end of his rope. That fire at the pit of his stomach is raging, consuming too much, but he can't finish yet. Not when you haven't. He inhales trying to focus on making you feel good. Making you feel like the way you should, but it's so hard when you're clenching around him and saying all the things that make him weak.

That's when he hears it, the way your tone pitches up an octave. You're not moaning anymore, they're silent cries of pleasure. Your nails dig into his back, and he hisses, you're close. So close.

"Ken- I'm gonna…I'm gonna cum!"

He doesn't even register when you do, not when you pull his own release from him. Kenny's moan is muffled by the way he turns his head and captures your lips again just as he spills himself into you. His cock twitches and throbs inside you, where he stays locked and connected for a few more beating moments.

A breath.

Shame washes over him, this was supposed to be about you. He was supposed to take his time.

A heartbeat.

Show you just how much he loves you because this was all he was good at. All he was ever going to be good at. Using his body to-

A laugh. Yours.

You're giggling and peppering kisses across his face. Gentle hands cup his face and hold it there. That smile that wakes him from the internal battle he put himself through.

"Kenny! You're crushing me baby!" The way you say it makes him think you don't really mind. The way you kiss his nose makes him think you're just happy he's in your arms. The way you hold him makes him think. Why'd he ever wants to be anywhere else. He smiles and presses his lips into your cheek blowing a kiss, lips make your skin vibrate.

Kenny’s just happy to have a home.

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octal-alchemist · 3 months

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Want to go on T but hate needles?

I hesitated to start HRT for a long time because of my paralyzing fear of needles, and the stories I heard about testosterone in pill form. However. I'm now 101 days on testosterone!!

Here's my experience with testosterone gel!! (Spoiler: I highly recommend it.)

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At the start, I was applying one pump of gel to each upper arm and using the back of a spoon to spread and rub the gel in (carefully marked "t spoon" and stored with my testosterone gel). I was advised to only use the unbroken skin of my upper arm, and to carefully wash my hands after applying.

(Most side-effects associated with testosterone gel come from accidentally eating it, because most people rub the gel into their arm using their hands. Gel on hands then transfers to mouth. I try to avoid that by applying with a spoon! I do rinse the spoon and wash my hands anyway to be extra safe.)

After rubbing the gel into my arms w the spoon, I held up my arms and walked around T-posing for like ten minutes so that the gel could dry before I put on a shirt.

Initially I wasn't rubbing it in enough with the spoon, and I would see a white film on my skin after drying. Nowadays I rarely see that. The gel smells strongly of alcohol, similar to hand sanitizer, so that's also unpleasant. I've gotten used to it.

For the first week, (and ONLY the first week), I would see a rash appear on my arms after applying the gel. The rash was sudden and painful, but would disappear after 20 minutes. I also experienced two reynaud's attacks while the gel was drying during that first week. (I often have reynaud's attacks when anxious, and it was winter, so I think that's not the gel's fault.)

After that first week I never rashed again, and there haven't been any more reynaud's attacks during application.

What changes have I seen while using t gel?

Voice: After 4 weeks, my voice was noticeably different. Not so much deep, but sort of? wider? and my voice was cracking a lot. In the last 10 weeks it has been becoming smoother, richer, a bit deeper. I absolutely hated my voice four months ago, but now I get a bit of euphoria everytime I hear myself.

Emotions: From weeks 2 to 8, I experienced frequent fits of anger, irritability, crying, and horniness. Very weird to me because I'm usually levelheaded and have no sex drive. However!! in the last six weeks, even though we raised my dose, ive rarely been angry or horny. I also haven't been getting depressed, and increasingly I feel like I can cope with stress. I haven't cried in about five weeks. I spend most of my time feeling content. Every part of me feels better and healthier.

Muscle: I haven't been working out more than usual (oops), but I can see that my arms are becoming more toned. Won't share the photos because they're goofy but I keep doing the 💪 thing at myself while my t gel is drying.

Periods: I have still continued to menstruate regularly, having 3 periods in the last 101 days. My cycles were already on the long side at 35 days. However, those first two periods on T were painless and incredibly short; I bled for two days the first time and 11 hours the second time, and experienced no cramps, no dizziness, no migraines. (The most recent period was two days long but i did have cramps and a migraine T_T. Doc says it's because I raised my dose right beforehand, and I should stop menstruating entirely soon.)

Hair: I already had a bit of scruff on my neck pre-T, but that was mostly just on one side. I now have thick patches of hair under my chin on both sides and the chin itself is starting to fill in. My longest hairs are 5cm but curl. There are coarse hairs appearing by the edge of my lips. I have also noticed that my leg hair is becoming more coarse, and my right nipple has become a forest. Only my right nipple, for some reason! Very few people in my family are bald, but I was still a little worried so I've been keeping track of hair loss on my scalp; however it has been the same amount as usual. Hair still thick.

Blood test results: My pre-T testosterone level was 56. I was told that 2-70 are normal readings for a cis woman. At my 3 month checkup, my testosterone level was 251!! This is still low for a cis man my age (normal is like 650-800), and I wanted a bit more, so the doctor agreed to increase my dose two weeks ago.

Confidence: I am thrilled to see mirrors lately. My jaw seems more defined with the bit of hair to shadow it; my eyes are happier. I keep flirting with myself, partially to hear my own voice. I talk to my students about transitioning, and although a couple have been a bit transphobic, I've been able to laugh about it. I've gone on a couple dates and actually felt attractive and worthy of attention. I feel alive.

Bottomline -

testosterone gel is working wonders for me. I wish I'd known about this nine years ago, when I first tried to go on HRT. Instead, I injected myself with testosterone twice and took myself to the ER over the panic attack I had 🫠 (I don't miss being 19!)

I'm still a stressy motherfucker, and it feels so much safer and more comfortable to apply medicine externally. I know about the dangers of transference, so I apply the gel with a spoon and wear the same long-sleeved shirt throughout the day, careful not to expose others to the gel.

I have so much farther to go, but it actually feels possible now. Easy, even.

If you want to know anything more about this, please, please ask me!! I have anon on, as well!

#testosterone gel #ftm hrt #hormone therapy #non-binary #nonbinary #idk how to tag but i want people to find this. i want it to help #ftx hrt #transmasc #transgender #ask me anything #101 days on testosterone

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sensible-tips · 10 months

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Happy International Non-Binary People's Day!

#national non binary people's day #non binary #genderqueer #genderflux #genderfluid #neutrosis #pangender #bigender #demigender #agender

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demibutnotlovato · 10 months

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Happy International Non-Binary People's Day, my dear favorite enbies here on Tumblr. 🤗💜 We are here, we are proud, and we are beautiful. 💪

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soberscientistlife · 10 months

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Happy non-binary people's day!

#non-binary peoples day

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broccoli-bitching · 10 months

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Happy International Non-Binary Day to all my Non-Binary followers 💛🤍💜🖤

#enby #nonbinary #non binary #non-binary #international non-binary people day #non-binary people day #💛🤍💜🖤#its also femboy friday which feels especially auspicious #196 #rule

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echojedis · 8 months

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People who make nonbinary Star Wars OCs I owe you my life

#I love the idea that people being non binary is just an accepted thing in the sw universe that no one makes a big deal of #Wish there was more nonbinary representation in canon but considering how poorly handled the trans clone was #I think there’s nonbinary twins in some high republic content? Idk how well that was handled #and I guess droids don’t really have a gender. Chopper is my nonbinary representation #One day I’ll share more of my nonbinary mando oc. Mandalorian armour can be a gender

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cerise-on-top · 2 months

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Hiiiii how have you been love bug? (Please tell me if your uncomfortable with that term since you are non-binary and they/them I’m not sure what nicknames you are uncomfortable with it’s just what I call my friends and just a nickname I have for people in general🫶🏻🫶🏻 ) so I’d like to to request farah with a adhd reader who is hyper forgetful and sometimes has meltdowns ( as someone with adhd)🧡🧡🧡

Hey! I'm fine! Bought some more yarn for my leftover blanket today, which I'm excited to work on! And don't worry, I think love bug is really cute! I don't mind most nicknames, but thank you for being considerate, I really do appreciate it! Hope you're doing well as well ^^

I don't have ADHD, so I don't know at all what it's like for someone with it! I had to do some research on it, so I don't know if these are actually viable methods of helping, but I tried! Please do correct me with something that might help and I'll add it in this post afterwards! I hope this is enjoyable to you regardless! Thank you for the request!

Farah with a Reader with ADHD

Farah doesn’t particularly know a lot about mental illnesses. She may be traumatized, yes, but that doesn’t mean she ever had the time to research any of them. So she’s definitely not the best person to go to when it comes to things like these, but she tries, even if she can’t always understand everything that’s going on. You’re suffering, and that’s enough for her to know she should do something to help you.

You being this forgetful may be a cause of concern for her, though. It’s not every day she meets someone who forgot what they did five minutes prior. It’s especially concerning when it’s something important, though, like seeing a doctor. Although she may be worried for you potentially developing something as severe as dementia eventually, she’ll try to push her worries aside and help you to the best of her abilities. If you ever need reminders, she can help you. Farah remembers and retains things very well, she’s never had any issues with it since she had to in order to get by. If you need to remember something, she’ll remind you a few times a day. You have an appointment? Don’t forget about it tomorrow, I’ll tell you again then. However, she’s also a big fan of post its and will write down whatever it is you may need and place it somewhere she knows you’re going to see it. I know, out of sight, out of mind, but she’ll also text you and have you make reminders on your phone for important things so you don’t forget. Won’t get mad at you for forgetting your anniversary, she can see that it’s hard for you to remember things and won’t yell at you or anything either. However, she will mention that it was your anniversary, or maybe her birthday. For the most part she just wants to spend those days with you, if she can, and will thus remind you. Again, you don’t need to feel ashamed for forgetting, she’ll tell you that it’s quite alright and that you shouldn’t worry. She’s patient like that.

If you have a meltdown in front of her, she definitely would not know what to do at first. Depending on what kind of meltdown it is, she’ll react differently. If it creeps up on you, slowly making you irritated, then she’ll ask you what’s wrong. Regardless of your answer, she’ll ask you how she can help you, if you would like to be left alone or if you would like to take a small break in any way. She gets it and she’ll get you away from whatever is stressing you out so you can slowly recharge. If you really do want to be left alone for a while, she will comply, but will knock on your door to check up on you every once in a while and will bring you some food as well. Farah just wants you to be well, so she’ll take care of you how she thinks might help. Food is always good, food usually helps her, so she hopes it’ll do the same for you as well.

If it’s a sudden meltdown where you don’t know where left and right are anymore, then she’ll get you away from everyone else at first. While she can’t imagine what it’s like for you, it likely isn’t very pleasant for you to be crying and screaming in front of other people. Hoping that you trust her, she’ll try to ground you, asking you how you’re feeling, what you’re feeling and how she could help you. What happened is also another question she would ask you. Again, she won’t really know what to do on her own, but she tries her best. Farah will talk to you in a soothing tone and try to distract you at first so you can calm down a bit. Whether it be cracking a joke or asking you about your top five favorite reptiles. Even if you can’t answer her properly, she’ll just reassure you that it’s okay, that everything is just bad in this moment and that it’ll pass. She’s with you this entire time and won’t leave you unless you want her to. Asks you to breathe a bit with her. In all your time being together, she’s likely learned a breathing technique or two that might help you.

Once your meltdown is over, she’ll be very gentle with you, especially if she can see you’re beating yourself up over it. You really shouldn’t feel ashamed for something that you can’t help, it’s not your fault. If you feel especially down, she’ll give you a kiss on the forehead and get some ice cream with you. Something like a meltdown seems exhausting to her. While she doesn’t want to seem like she’s rewarding you for having a meltdown, she does want you to be kind to yourself afterwards, that’s what the ice cream is for. And if you don’t want ice cream, then some berries, fruits or a small snack will suffice as well. Either way, she’s there for you the entire time until you feel better.

#cod #cod x reader #farah karim #farah karim x reader #I didn't think anyone at all would notice or remember that I'm non binary #I don't really mention that fact as much as other things but it makes me happy that some people do pay attention!#also love bug is a really cute nickname! your friends must be very lucky to have someone like you in their lives!#again I don't have ADHD I only have schizophrenia and there doesn't seem to be too much of an overlap among them #so I really don't know what it's like to live with ADHD but I get the forgetfulness #I have so many reminders on my phone and on small paper notes it's incredible #I also journal every day so I don't forget what I did during the day. that's one of my best habits yet #but yeah I'm also the kind of person who can't remember what they did five minutes ago and it's so very frustrating #sometimes I wanna look something up on google only to forget five seconds later what it was #sometimes retracing my steps helps me remember but not always unfortunately it's very annoying #but we are just so very strong for living with our mental illnesses!!#being mentally ill is exhausting and I can't think of any positives either #I know it may seem hard at times but it's important to be patient with oneself. I learned that the hard way #so please do be kind to yourself anon! you deserve it! you seem like such a nice person!

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justdavina · 6 months

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Beautiful Transgender Woman!

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alcoris-shiz · 2 months

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The Apple Falls Far From The Tree

A/N: So this is a series I'm writing, not sure if I'll release more parts because it was a coping series for me. The rundown on why you may not want to read later parts is because there is Non-Con/R@p3 for the storyline. But I'll make it skippable, you can just skip chapter 2 and won't have to read any of it.

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Chapter 1: His Dear Doe

Overall Description: (Mentions of R@p3) As the child of Lucifer, heir to the throne of Hell, and badass with a badass boyfriend, people normally know not to mess with you. But Adam has other plans, he has a friend in Hell (Didn’t think he was capable of that? Me neither, but this guy helped him- if you’re wondering, it was Striker). He decides he’s gonna make his mark. During the fight you get caught and used, left there but he doesn’t want you dead. He brags about what he did to your boyfriend on the roof convincing you he was dead. He goes back to fighting bragging about what he had done to you, causing Lucifer and Charlie to go feral. Getting stabbed by Niffty doesn’t stop the fact that he left his mark when you fell pregnant. Lucifer gives you a million chances to abort the baby, but you have a chance that it is Alastor’s. When you have twins they come out looking like complete opposites. But raising them in the hotel is what you think will ensure that they are safe.

Chapter Description: The night before the big extermination, you and Alastor have a nice evening together.

~ SMUT (❤️ ω ❤️) ~

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Y/N POV

I sat against the balcony, glancing next to me to my partner. He glanced back at me and his smile softened. “My Deerling, what’s got you all tight?” he asked softly scooting closer to me. I sighed, stupid deer always could read me best. I leaned over as he put up his finger, “Tis Tis, Mon Cheri- Don’t you think I could get an answer before you try to seduce me?” He whispered before scooting back. I giggled and smiled at him softly, “It’s nothing my love, I’m just worried about tomorrow. My sister has worked so hard for this, she has to win, I have to make sure of it.”

I heard static before my partner hummed, “Well how about we focus on tonight? I’ll court you, then when we can perhaps… make an occasion out of the celebration tomorrow?” I giggled and nodded, looking up at him. I felt as his hand grabbed my waist and yanked me tight against his hip. “Well, what do you say we get out of here while the night is still young, my doe.” I looked up at him and blushed. “Do you mean… actual like… sex?” I whispered the last word. I saw his smile widen and his eyes go dark. “Who said anything about that my Dear! Unless that’s what you want?” I paused and looked down at our friends and my sister talking to each other, distracted.

“We’ve never… I always assumed you weren’t into that.” He grunted and looked at me with an irked smile. “My doe, if I didn’t know any better, that sounds like you thought I wouldn’t bed you.” I felt his claws dig into my waist and I whimpered.

“I just had made the wrong assumptions my love. I would love nothing more than that.” I swear his smile widened. “Well, great! Then first, as talked about over the last year, I would love to give you a gift, but it is downstairs!” he said happily as he picked up my hand and kissed my knuckles gently. He led me downstairs and he brought me over to where our friends and family stood. My father had even joined us tonight at the request of Charlie.

Charlie spotted us and jumped up excitedly getting strange looks from the other company. I looked at her and laughed as she handed something to Alastor who bowed and thanked her. “What are you two up to? Should I be worried?” I asked as I faced Charlie, she shook her head and pointed behind me. I turned and saw Alastor on one knee, holding a box with a ring inside. I covered my mouth, shocked. “My dear doe, would you do me the honor of marrying me?” he asked softly looking at me with a soft smile. “Yes! Of course, I’ll marry you, I don’t know how I could say no,” I said as he slipped the ring on my finger and kissed my knuckles slowly and up my arm as he stood.

“What? My baby is getting married?!” I heard my dad shout. I turned around to see none other than the big boss of hell himself, I smiled and nodded hugging him. He picked me up and spun me as everyone else came and congratulated us. I giggled as I felt a familiar hand grasp my waist. I leaned into it as I was pulled against Alastors chest. “My dear, I think it’s time just the two of us go celebrate our engagement,” he whispered into my ear, breathing slowly down my neck. I shuddered as he spun me towards him and handed me a glass of champagne. “Mmm anything for you my love,” I whispered.

(AFAB written Smut)

I groaned as I felt my back slam on the bed. I looked up at Alastor as he undressed himself slowly. I smiled at him and raised my arms above my head, his smile went dark as he slipped off his underwear finally.

“My Darling Doe, be a doll and spread your legs for me.” I did as told and spread myself open for him, I reach down and spread open my pussy for him to see. I watched his face seemingly go out of character as he seemed to short-circuit like Vox. I giggled and spread my legs farther.

“Come on, please Dear Future Husband, why wait and make me take this torture? I’m ready for you,” I beckoned him with my finger and I watched as he slowly got his senses back and crawled on the bed towards me. I gasped as I felt his claw circle my pussy, slowly pushing a digit inside of me. I moaned wantonly and pushed my hips up into his hand. He leaned down and our lips met, kissing passionately I smiled into the kiss.

Finger after finger made work into my pussy as I groaned softly each time, him slowly working me open. He smiled and pulled out while I whimpered, giving him a kicked puppy look. “Oh Darling Dear, please, I’ll be making work of you soon.” I whimpered again as he made his work between my legs, spreading me open like a flimsy doll. He slipped his cock into my pussy and slowly pushed in.

“Oh Dear, you feel so tight around me… such a good little toy I have.” He groaned as he rutted into me repeatedly. I pushed against his cock and he rutted into me, this caused him to let out a loud moan. I felt him shove into me again, I let out a scream and reached up grabbing onto his antlers. I felt him stop and look at me, his face now dark and scary. But I had a feeling, he wasn’t going to hurt me. “Oh my little doe, don’t you know better than to mess with me in such a manner by now?” he said smirking before grabbing my hips and slamming himself into me again and again with no stop insight. I was flipped onto my stomach as he raised my ass and shoved his cock back into my pussy. “Now my dear doe,” I grunted out still going at an inhumane pace, turning my cervix into mush. “I’m going to breed you, my pretty little thing. I’m going to breed you so everyone knows who you belong to. I will make sure that you are marked so well, you’ll look so pretty with all my markings all over you my little doe,” I whimpered and nodded my head. “Yes sir, I’m all yours Alastor, please knock me up,” I whimpered as he fucked me harder. “Oh my doe, of course, I’ll knock you up. All pretty with MY baby,” he growled into my ear. I nodded as he reached down and rubbed my clit quickly, just enough to vibrate lowly. I moaned out quietly. “Tsk my dearest, I said I wanted to hear you screaming my name tonight and I believe that is what I will be getting.”

He slowly pulled out until only the tip rested inside me and paused, “What’s my name dearest?” Alastor asked, voice low and quiet next to my ear. I felt as he slowly reached his hand up to my hair and yanked. “Al-ASTOR- Ah fuck! Alastor Sir!” I screamed, he gave a low chuckle and pulled my head to look over my shoulder at him. “Good job baby, would you like to face me while I finish in you?” I whimpered thinking about him filling me. “Wanna face you Alastor Sir,” I whimpered while he smiled. “Good little doe, you gonna cum soon?” he asked softly and rubbed my face. “Don’t know sir,” he chuckled and let out another tsk. “Would you, want me to try my hand at… getting you off?” I gave a quizzical look but nodded slowly. I felt him slip out and groaned. “Shush now Y/N,” he whispered and laid me on my back. I felt his lips meet mine, kissing softly he nuzzled me softly. “Alastor, wh- Ahhh,” he had made his way down, leaning down to suck on my clit. I gasped and writhed under him. I felt myself going to buck into his mouth but he quickly placed his hands on my hips and held them down. “Dear little doe, let me make you remember this as the best night of your life,” he chuckled. “Yessss Alastor~” his tongue prodded before fucking me roughly with it. He sucked and licked until I felt myself getting close, “Alastor- if you don’t stop I’m gonna cum!” I screamed. He fucked me roughly and I felt my stomach coil. “Cum my little doe,” I screamed his name and felt myself release all over his face. “My my darling doe, making such a mess,” he said chuckling as he licked his lips. He sat up and rammed his cock into me with no warning. I groaned and whimpered as he fucked me roughly, slamming his dick in me. “Beg for me to release in you little doe, I wanna hear you,” he grunted smiling sharply at me. I whimpered and began to beg, “Fuck me, cum in me. Fill me with your baby, fill me, and mark me as yours. I’m yours Alastor, all yours.”

“Oh- fuck” I heard loud static before whimpering, my release shocking both myself and him. I came gripping his cock with my pussy while he groaned. “My little doe, you’re... So tight-” He moaned loudly and came in me, filling me load after load. I whimpered as he collapsed down, softly kissing my neck and shoulder. Leaving a few nibbles that I was sure would show up later on as bruises.

“Thank you Alastor, that was the best night of my life so far,” I whispered nuzzling him. I felt his mouth turn and a smile rise more. “There will be much for my little doe in the future, that is of course a promise.” I smiled as sat up, his cock slipping out. I went to complain but was met with his lips against mine. “Now hush, aftercare is the most important part of lovemaking.” Alastor said with a chuckle. I watched him leave and return quickly, “I have a bath running my dearest if you’d allow me to show you the way,” I giggled as he lifted me bridal style. “Afterwards, a massage and the finest cuddles for you my dear doe.” he said brightly.

“Al?” I asked softly as he carried me to the bathroom. “Hm?” he hummed. “Thank you, for everything. Being my everything. I love you.” I whispered.

“No, my dear, thank you for allowing me to call you my doe. For letting me care, thank you Y/N. I love you very much as well.” He whispered and placed me in the bathtub gently. Warm water engulfed me and was topped off by him slipping behind me. I leaned against him as he wrapped his arms around me. Both of us sighing contently together, we chuckled in response. Just enjoying the moment

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Word Count: 1,849 A/N: Last warning, chapter 2 contains material that will make people uncomfortable, it'll be obvious what happened in the 3rd part so if I do upload it understand you can skip it if you wanna keep reading. Much love darling~ 🩷

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