#corey tics:)

[that-was-anticlimactic]

babygirl your hands are like compression gloves. to me.

#corey tics:) #idk what this is #found this in my drafts #made it last night before bed??? #sometimes i use grace's hands as compression gloves until they fprce me to get up and get my actual ones lol #so ig also like #grace tag #ALSO KUNIKIDAZAI CORE OMG

[writing-good-vibes]

you are now leaving illinois

before the weird sex and the american dreams and the realisations that only the open road can bring, there was the beginning (well, almost). or: corey and michael leave illinois for the first time.

WARNING for mentions of shoplifting, carjacking, smoking and very mild angst, but this is actually pretty mellow. idk corey cries a little bit but that's not out of the ordinary for him.

taglist: @slutforstabbings @ethanhoewke @voxmortuus (if anyone else wants to be tagged in corey related things, just let me know !!)

The first stop they make since leaving Haddonfield is at a Walmart about 20 miles from the state line. Corey goes in, hood up and head down, just to grab some essentials for the road.

Bags of chips, cans of soda and bottled water. An armful of cup noodles and a loaf of bread. A half-gallon of chocolate milk. First aid supplies because he knows he's not the powerhouse that Michael is; rolls of bandages and gauze, a bottle of painkillers, antiseptic cream. He grabs the cheapest electric razor they sell.

He thinks about 'lifting his haul, but he doesn't want to draw anymore attention to himself than he has to -- not before they make it over the state line, anyway -- so he pays at the checkout. It'll make a dent in his wallet, but he'd saved enough to last a while, and it's an expense he's willing to spend for now. He's sure Michael won't mind them scrimping a bit in the future. Hopefully.

The checkout lady tries to talk to him, those empty niceties that he was so scared of before now feel maddeningly absurd after the week he's just survived. Even so, he tries to act as normal as possible, giving her a tight smile that has no chance of reaching his eyes.

Michael waits in the car, parked in a dark corner of the lot. He's wearing the mask, of course, he'd put it on as soon as he'd wrestled it back off Corey. He knew he was going to be in big trouble over that one, but Michael would have to wait a while to exact whatever revenge he wants on his new... accomplice? Amid the raging sea of emotion that is churning his gut, Corey feels a sick sort of thrill at that thought, at taking whatever Michael will deal out to him once they're in the clear.

Jogging back to the car, Corey throws the grocery bags in the backseat before sitting up front. Corey slides slightly across the bench when Michael makes a sharp turn out of the lot and back towards the highway.

Darkness surrounds them on both sides again, as they head out of town. Corey reaches back and routes through the bags until he finds the razor. He unboxes it in his lap, finding the charging cord and plugging it into the port on the dashboard.

"They're gonna be looking for us," he says, slumping in his seat and watching the side of the road where their headlights just about reach.

Michael doesn't say anything, but Corey knows he understands. Michael's been on the run before, he should know what he's doing. Although he has no practical experience, Corey had wiled away his adolescence thinking about how he could run away, far enough that Momma would never find him. There are worse people to worry about than Momma now.

At the next gas station they make another stop; a run-down mom-and-pop place, the type that Corey had assumed didn't exist anymore. The type of place he assumes won't have company policies or CCTV that backs up to a cloud.

Corey leaves Michael in the car again and heads into the garage. The burning adrenaline is starting the wear off, and he buys fresh pack of cigarettes to soothe his obliterated nerves, then makes a beeline for the bathroom, a single stall with a toilet and basin.

Corey's hands grip the edge of the sink and he looks at himself in the cracked mirror, the aged silver surface mottled around the edges. He'd never thought much of his looks, never had anyone to impress or any real reason to care, especially after the accident. But now, oh god now he feels like this is the last thread connecting him to his old self to everything he's done and did not do, and it's not as easy to cut as he expected.

He picks up the razor, clicks it on and feels the vibrations through his hand. Watching, eyes fixed on the halo of curls around his head, he brings the razor up, runs it through his hair, just above his ear. A tuft of hair drifts into the sink. He looks down at it, and even as he squeezes his eyes shut, the tears make their way out anyway. Pathetic, he thinks.

The sink fills up, tawny like a birds nest, and when Corey is finally finished, he almost doesn't recognise himself. He looks so different like this. Running a hand over his buzzed hair, Corey steels his gaze.

Corey had never been to Missouri before. In all fairness though, there were a lot of places he'd never been. Michael doesn't seem too affected, as they cross the state line, the Mississippi River raging beneath them. Missouri didn't even seem much different than Illinois, though in the dark of the night, he supposes he can't really tell. He's heard there are more cornfields, maybe, but other than that, the long stretches of highway felt the exact same as back home.

Home. Shit.

He wondered what home even meant anymore. It felt strange to even think they'd never be going back to Illinois, though he was pretty sure at this point they never would. Michael's home was gone, razed to the ground in a bid to wipe him clean off the face of the town that had ruined him; Corey had nothing to go back to either, nothing that hadn't ruined him, nothing he hadn't torn to shreds and set a blaze before leaving behind.

For the first time in his life, the open road seemed like the only real, tangible thing. Not just a pipedream or a childish fantasy anymore. He'd been stagnant, wasting, for so long he'd forgotten what it felt like to really move. Corey felt alive and he wasn't going back to the way things were, not ever.

Just on the horizon, Corey can see the watery grey-blue of the sunrise approaching. He doesn't notice that the white-noise rumble of the road beneath them is soothing him to sleep until his head drops to Michael's shoulder. Michael's eyes stay firmly on the road, and Corey decides, like most things about their partnership, that as long as Michael will let him have this indulgence, he's going to make the most of it.

#corey cunningham #michael myers #halloween ends #cunningmyers #(if you squint) #but if your eyes are wide open then it is simply and elderly man and his emotionally unstable sidekick #i want you all to know it pained to me write the chocolate milk #i think it is just a little bit cringy when one food/drink is deified in character canon #but i know he'd fucking buy a gallon of milk because he's a comfort eater and it is comfort food (novel canon. i dont make the rules) #also it fucking *killed* me to make corey cut his hair 😭 #his beautiful hair. he doesnt want michael to think he's a wimp but he is so sad over it #new nervous corey tic just dropped: until his hair grows out he starts compulsively running a hand over his buzzcut

[polyphonial-old]

alrighty! i finished s1!

i really liked it! cannot tell you how hard i CACKLED when reigen just walked in NOT EVEN TRYING TO BE SNEAKY and everyone was like omg he's nice he's wearing a suit he Has to be the boss and that was just SO FUNNY I WAS WHEEZING

and also the way that reigen was SO against mob fighting bECAUSE HE'S A KID I JUST🥺 and let me tell you. i LOST IT when reigen kept telling him that it's okay to run away and that mob's version of running away was giving his power to reigen for a bit

this man is so stupid. but SO smart??? he could talk his way out of anything wow and the way he just punched them which like. no one was expecting??? amazing <3

also idk there was one part where either teru and ritsu called the other's name or something like that and i was a bit👀 but idk yet iuygfcghuiouhgv

anyways! still not sure who my favorite character is yet haha but i know that the reason grace thought i would like ritsu for awhile was because he has an inferiority complex (... sokka, reki, cole ninjago, etc... i have a type lol)

also thought the whole thing with onigawara was so funny solely because he's voiced by ray chase (sukuna but ALSO howzer sds) and the body improvement club guy is voiced by patrick seitz (grimaore, sds) which is so funny because their characters in sds are besties iuyfcghiougyfghui

aNYWAYS i also saw your response to my prior ask about mob being autistic and SO TRUE but that also made me think that i need to give a character ts!!! any ideas? i'm still not entirely sure yet iuhgfcgvhjiokijuhgv

anyways, those are the s1 thoughts!!! hope to start s2 tomorrow, maybe?

hi! sorry this took a while but YEAHH JKHFHFKJ that's one of my fav moments of his ever he's soo. !!! and ogghg when he told mob it's ok to run away... it's like. god. HE'S A KID !!! AND IT'S OBVIOUS BUT YOU'RE SO USED TO THE GENRE U DON'T EXPECT IT AND. i am so unwell over mob & reigen. that's his dad your honour !!

ohh yes teru and ritsu are such a fun pair ! i like terumob a lot but teru and ritsu also have potential for a very interesting dynamic.

having a type in favs is soo real i feel u !! i 💗 himbos and babygirls and morally ambiguous fucked up guys (all gn)

also omg love that !! i don't know a lot abt vas but i'm so glad you're having fun w them :)

yess i'm glad u agree ! for ts (or. or fnd. eyes emoji..) my top contender is teru but that's probably bc i like to project on him dsjhdsjhfdk other than him i can definitely see reigen or ritsu w tics!

#ask #corey tag #hiii sorry this is a bit late! i am SO glad you're enjoying it i LOVE hearing your thoughts <3 #also your question has inspired me. i never considered hcing characters w fnd before but your ts hcs are soo <333 to me #basically what i'm saying is i have fnd teru brainworms now #OK WAIT CONSIDER. FND TERU BONDING W RITSU/REIGEN/WHO U END UP HCING AS A TS HAVER OVER TICS... #omgg #the brainworms just increased like. 10x #tic mention

[zukkaoru]

💞with sweet understanding💞

Valentine’s Day is ruined, and it’s all Higuchi’s fault. Okay—it’s not her fault, exactly. She didn’t ask to wake up in so much pain she could hardly stand, nor did she ask for her tics to increase in correlation with her stress. And said stress has only been mounting for the past week—partially from work-related issues, and partially because Higuchi has been spending every spare moment attempting to plan out the perfect Valentine’s Day for her girlfriend, and now… She hisses in pain as her shoulders jerk, causing the heating pad she draped over them to slide to the ground.

higuchi's plan to give gin the perfect valentine's day falls through when she has a bad pain flare up; gin helps her have a nice evening regardless

💞 2.9k words || higugin 💞 happy valentine's day corey @that-was-anticlimactic ily <3

#higugin #higuchi ichiyo #gin akutagawa #bsd #bungou stray dogs #two fics in one day omg. this hasn't happened on my ao3 since 2017 #ummm anyway corey when you see this hi ilysm 🫂💗💕💜 #i am now going to go decompose for an hour #grace's writing tag

[rowanoakee]

Little tidbits of my tf ocs cause I have some I haven't even drawn lmao

Lynx-LOCK

She CAN NOT and WILL NOT stand still. Always fidgeting with something or someone. When alone with bots she's close with, she will fidget with their servos

Biter /neg /j has really sharp teeth and likes to show em off either with a big ass goofy grin or biting

She was not made with a weapon!! She was made specifically to be a carrier

Biolights will flash differently depending on mood

Voice claim- Laufey

Mania

Dude confuses everyone. Especially with their nickname, grim reaper, they're very cuddly and friendly

Will do the stick bug dance /srs

Their hood helps with bright lights

Voice claim- Corey Taylor

Andromeda

pink and green femme seeker

short /neg

They/she/he

Gets cold pretty easily, has a fuzzy blanket in their subspace

Actually quiet and very obedient. Does not talk much unless in private

Voice claim- Bowie Bugs from Baby Bugs

Delta Stream

Teal seeker femme, Andromeda's twin spark

Short

She/they

Twitchy! They twitch and chirp at random intervals, like nervous tics

Loud but doesn't mean to be, she has spoiled many a surprise because of how loud she is

Way too much energy

Almost always overheating

Voice claim- Molly Guldemond

Artemis and Apollo

Lynx-LOCK's sparklings. Due to being mixed with cybertronian, their beast modes were wild cards. Artemis is a blue and red Meganeura, and Apollo is a sun cheek conure. Both born with weapons, unironically bows.

Artemis

A great shot!

Will buzz her wings randomly, loving the feeling of static

Big ass red goggles that look impossible to see through

She/her

Voice claim- Rachie

Apollo

Preens a lot, feathers everywhere

Pacifist! Will rather perform than fight

Very proficient with instruments, specifically loves string instruments (cello ❤️)

He/him

Voice claim- Fish in a Birdcage

#transformers #oc #transformers earthspark #tfp #tfa #the silly

[apparentlysmart]

A tiny piece of my new WIP

“I promise I will keep my temper in check.” I finally said. “I’ve been doing much better.”

“You and I both know that I don’t peddle in promises.”

Now I let my head sink back down to look at him. He is hunched over in his chair, elbows on his knees and hands tucked under his chin. His expression is somehow both neutral and disappointed. “I’ve been doing better.”

“You do better every summer.”

This is true.

“Even Mom thinks I’m improving.”

His left eyebrow twitched, which was a facial tic I had learned to recognize meant that I had just said the exact wrong thing.

“How is everything with your mom, since you brought her up?”

“Hmph.” I decided it would be best to go back to looking at the ceiling. “I don’t know why I did that.”

“Just…just tell me how she thinks you’re improving.” His voice wavered. Mine was currently attempting to collapse in on itself like a black hole.

“She…” I stop and count to five in my head. “…we haven’t fought about anything in weeks. She noticed. I was trying not to.”

“Why were you trying not to?”

“Because it shouldn’t matter that I’m calm. It shouldn’t be celebrated that she doesn’t think I’m some kind of animal.”

“I don’t think she thinks—”

“—She has mentioned numerous times that she is going to purchase me a muzzle for a birthday or Christmas gift.” I glance down at him. His face is somewhere between horrified and bemused. “I think she treats it like some little joke between us now, but we all know it wasn’t always like that.”

“If you think she thinks it’s a joke, then tell her it’s not funny and that you do not want to hear it.”

I almost laughed. “So you want me to start a fight?”

“If her words hurt, you have to let her know that. I’ve had the same conversation with you many, many times.”

“I’m improving.” I said. “I keep it all in here.” I looped my hand around my head.

“That’s not really good, either, but it is better than screaming.”

“See? Improvement.” This time I laughed. It was a very light, stilted chuckle. It sent a tickle through my throat and I ended up hanging off the chaise coughing into my fist while Ken hovered between a seated position and standing, waiting to see if he needed to give me medical attention.

“Corey? Corey, are you okay?”

“I’m improving.” I repeated, hacking the last bit of the cough out of my body. “Though I could use some water.”

#ya writing #amwriting #writblr #fiction #snippet #current wip #wip #work in progress

[hersweetrevenge]

dude you need to make a series about those corey gifs dissecting each moment bc your takes are amazing

ahh thank you so much !! 💗

rohan has such a phenomenally expressive face !! i get the sense he really feels what he's acting and you can see it in every twitch and flinch and tic he has. i could honestly watch gifs of him for hours just to analyse all of his expressions, and try and catch ever little micro expression within them. it's all the subtle details that make for an amazingly visceral performance.

i'm absolutely fascinated with corey's body language, everything he does is says so much !! he's in a very interesting position of being both hyperaware of his own presence and how he thinks people percieve him, while also being a visually emotional person, who can never quite hide his emotions as much as he'd like to. corey's character arc also means we see a great mix of behaviours, from natural tics that he can't help doing, or habitual actions, to moments where you can see that he's trying to keep himself in check, or even that he's putting on an act.

i've talked about a few moments before, [here] and [here] !! (and a little bit here but i don't talk as much about his body language),, because i don't make my own gifs i sometimes feel bad about hijacking someone else's post if i have a lot of thoughts to add, but i really do love analysing them and i'd love to talk about more moments if people are interested !!

#ask #rohan campbell #corey cunningham #i once read a review of ends that said rohan was 'downright bad' and honestly i lost alllll faith in that publication #think what you want about ends fr. but rohan is one of *the* best emotional actors i've ever seen tbqh. he's a born actor. #wow idk what came over me. #but yeah. i'd love to dissect more gifs !! #i love emotional actors !! i love body language and facial cues !! i love feeling for a character so much because they feel so much !!

[dailypronouns]

Pronouns around tics, if that makes sense?

vo/vocal/vocals/vocals/vocalself

ye/yell/yells/yells/yellself

noi/noise/noises/noises/noiseself

fli/flick/flicks/flicks/flickself

cli/click/clicks/clicks/clickself

ta/tap/taps/taps/tapself

mo/move/moves/moves/moveself

vo/vocal/vocals/vocals/vocalself

blin/blink/blinks/blinks/blinkself

pop/pop/pops/pops/popself

po/poke/pokes/pokes/pokeself

jum/jump/jumps/jumps/jumpself

#I personally have tics but these were a bit hard to list for some reason uauaua #but hope these are alright!! #mod corey #neopronouns #pronoun asks

[shandzii]

Hi Shandzii, just wanted to say CONGRATULATIONS on the absolutely FAN-TAS-TIC work you did for the 'Ask Sun & Moon - Part 1' YouTube video that just got put up! The passion you & the whole team put into that video is so inspiring, and I just had to thank you directly for all your hard work. I hope more people get to see the amazing work you do from this. Thanks!

I honestly still can't stop smiling :)

OH MY GOSH THANK YOU SO MUCH THAT MEANS A LOT!!! ;;V;;

I'm just so head full of the Daycare bois but (surprisingly) I'm still a bit nervous when it comes to comics or anything like that asdfghjk so I'm grateful for Shavs for being a bestie and giving me this :'>>

Also Corey and Swib just did mWAH ✨ with their voices!!! They added so much life to them and I'm just awOOGA!!! Same with the sound design and editing :D!!!

#especially Corey's Moon voice that got me going bark bark bark #don't mind me going brrr over this kjsadghskdg #I just get happy when I see comments abt the video :> especially when the comment section is flooded with asks KJHSDGKJS

[1d-imagines-zayn]

Anônimo: Colega de classe, pensei em um onde os dois vivem trocando olhares, mas nunca rola nada, a não ser aquela tensão sexual entre os dois. Aí um dia eles acabam tendo que ficar por mais tempo na escola e se pegam na sala mesmo, pensei no Harry frat boy hehehehe

Desde que me mudei para os Estados Unidos, a cerca de cinco anos atrás, venho colecionando muitos momentos bons. Me lembro exatamente de quando meus pais resolveram se mudar do interior em busca de uma vida melhor, chorei horrores com medo de não fazer novas amizades e ficar sozinha no colégio. As coisas foram um pouco diferentes, fiz uma melhor amiga e isso já é o suficiente. Também encontrei um amor, digo, ele mal sabe do meu amor por ele mas eu sinto algo forte.

Harry Styles, o garoto mais lindo do colégio e mais desejado também. Seus olhos verdes e sua boca rosada era um convite a perdição. Ele já saiu com mais da metade das garotas dali e todas se derretiam aos seus pés, mesmo depois de terem sido só usadas por ele. Ele mora na fraternidade mais famosa ao redor do colégio e dá as maiores festas por la, o problema foi que meus pais nunca me deixaram frequentar esse tipo de festa.

Estudávamos na mesma classe e nunca sequer trocamos uma palavra, apenas olhares profundos e sedutores que faziam umedecer o meio das minhas pernas. Todas as noites eu fantasiava inúmeras coisas com ele mas me contentava apenas com seus olhares mesmo.

...

— Preciso correr — disse com minha mochila nas costas apressando meus passos no corredor repleto de alunos indo e vindo de todos os lados

— E por que? — Katy, minha amiga perguntou com toda calma e tranquilidade que poderia ter em uma terça de manhã

— A coordenadora disse que se eu me atrasar mais um dia, vai me deixar após a aula — expliquei

— Tá brincando? — gargalhou — Eu chego atrasada em algumas aulas e ela nunca me disse isso

— Tenho certeza que suas algumas aulas foram duas ou três, eu já passei disso a tempos.

Infelizmente meus pais só tinham condições de manter uma casa em um bairro muito afastado do colégio, o que fazia com que eu sempre me atrasasse mesmo pegando o ônibus no horário, que na maioria das vezes quebrava ou furava os pneus.

Corri o máximo que pude mas não foi suficiente, a porta de madeira e placa indicando o ensino médio já estava fechada. Dei dois toques a porta e usei minha melhor expressão de piedade que conseguia.

— Bom dia — sorri para a coordenadora que abriu a porta com cara de poucos amigos — Meu ônibus quebrou — justifiquei

— Sempre a mesma desculpa, S/n, eu não caio mais nessa. Hoje você ficará após a aula para compensar seus atrasos dos últimos dezenove dias — sério mesmo que ela fez questão de contar os dias?

Adentrei a sala irritada e sentei no meu lugar na terceira fileira. Todos os dias eu sempre torcia para as horas passarem rápido, mas naquele dia nada me animava. Foquei nas poucas coisas que foram apresentadas na aula de química, quando enfim chegou o final da aula. Observei aquela multidão de alunos saindo pela porta felizes indo para suas casas, enquanto eu debruçava minha cabeça sobre a mochila que estava posta a minha mesa.

— Vocês ficaram aqui por quarenta e cinco minutos — ouvi a voz da coordenadora ditando as regras mas não fiz questão de encara-la — Se comportem caso não queiram ficar mais

Ela fechou a porta se retirando dali e um silêncio pairou pelo ar, apenas o tic tac do relógio era ouvido ali. Pela sua pronuncia imaginei que mais alguém estava também depois da aulas mas não me importei em ver ou saber quem era.

...

 — Essas regras escolares são uma droga né — ouvi uma voz rouca ecoar próximo a mim, eu conhecia aquela voz mas não sabia identificar de quem era — Você não acha?

— Está falando comigo? — perguntei quando notei que Harry Styles havia dito aquelas palavras

— Não tem mais ninguém aqui — respondeu passando seus olhos verdes ao redor da sala

Meu sonho de todas as noites estava acontecendo, eu estava trancada em uma sala com Harry Styles. Suspirei e levantei minha cabeça passando a mão pelos meus cabelos que a essa hora já estavam amassados.

— Por que ficou depois da aula? — perguntei sem entender, mesmo sendo pouco centrado nos estudos, Harry era de longe um dos mais inteligentes da classe — É um dos alunos mais aplicados da sala.

— Digamos que tenho chegado atrasado e até perdido várias aulas — passou as mãos pelos cabelos encaracolados — As festas da fraternidade estão acabando quando as aulas começam, meu corpo não aguenta o pique — riu — E você, por que está aqui?

— Atrasos — sorri envergonhada

— Essa coordenadora é doida, qual o problema de chegarmos atrasados se temos notas boas?

Em certo ponto Harry tinha razão, aquela coordenadora era doida. Um silêncio novamente pairou pelo ar, eu queria falar tantas coisas com ele mas não sabia por onde começar. Suspirei e comecei a bater a caneta sobre a mesa.

— Está entediada? — perguntou me observando bater a caneta

— Muito — bufei olhando o relógio — Parece que a hora não passa

— Sei uma forma de fazer passar rápido — riu

— Como? — perguntei

Harry fitou-me dos pés a cabeça e um calor estranho correu pelo meu corpo arrepiando minha espinha.

— Transando — respondeu direto

— Harry — o repreendi corando, ninguém nunca havia sido direto comigo daquela forma

— Me desculpe, mas é — riu abaixando a cabeça deixando suas covinhas a mostra

— Então é dessa forma direta que você come todas as garotas do colégio? — perguntei aproveitando a liberdade que ele me deu

— Eu não comi todas as garotas desse colégio, pelo menos você ainda não

Engoli em seco ao sentir o impacto que a palavra “ainda” causou no meu corpo. Sempre me disseram que ele era extremamente ousado mas não imaginava ser tanto assim.

— Por que está me falando essas coisas? — perguntei olhando em seus olhos que esboçavam desejo

— Porque eu sinto a forma que você me encara durante as aulas, vejo como você morde os lábios quando eu me levanto ou chego. Não sei se me deseja, mas eu desejo você

Aquelas palavras penetraram na minha cabeça e o calor que eu sentia se direcionou diretamente ao meu sexo.

— Você não me deseja, S/n? — perguntou se aproximando de mim e eu pude sentir seu hálito quente de menta — Porque todas as noites quando eu me deito, imagino como eu ficaria lindo entre suas pernas.

Harry tirou o resto da sanidade que restava em mim. Minha respiração se ofegou. Seus lábios carnudos entraram em contato com os meus de forma rápida e faminta. Eu ainda me encontrava sentada na cadeira e Harry apoiando suas mãos sobre a mesa enquanto seus lábios atacavam os meus de forma brusca. Sua boca era extremamente macia e sua língua quente trabalhava com a minha num ritmo acelerado. Minhas mãos estavam no cabelo dele o puxando cada vez mais para perto, eu queria Harry fundido em mim como dois átomos querendo ser um só.

Não sei em qual momento eu estava em pé com as mãos de Harry envolvendo minha cintura e segurando meu corpo, que eu sentia estar fraco devido a voracidade de seu beijo.

— Harry — minha voz saiu inaudível quando senti suas mãos se dirigindo no botão da minha calça jeans

— Xi — colocou o indicador sobre meus lábios — Você só não pode gemer

Sua enorme mão direito adentrou minha calça chegando até minha intimidade que já estava extremamente úmida. Com o indicador ele acariciava meu clitóris e eu me contorcia em seus braços. Era loucura o que estávamos fazendo mas eu estava sem forças para parar aquilo, e mesmo que tivesse eu não queria parar.

— Olha como você está — tirou sua mão da minha calcinha e eu pude ver o brilho do meu prazer na ponta de seus dedos, que logo foi sugado por ele mesmo — Senta — orientou

Me sentei na cadeira afastando a mesa, Harry puxou minhas roupas até o joelho deixando meu sexo totalmente a mostra me fazendo corar.

— Você não precisa ficar vermelha assim — respondeu se ajoelhando a minha frente — Olha que coisa linda você tem aqui — olhou diretamente para meu sexo — Que delícia.

Harry deu um beijo por cima dos lábios e foi o suficiente para eu contrair meu corpo na cadeira tirando um leve riso dele. Com suas mãos ele abriu minha intimidade e colocou a boca na mesma, meu prazer que já umedecia minha calcinha entrou em contato com seus lábios quentes e molhados me fazendo arfar. Eu nunca havia sido chupada por ninguém a sensação de ser chupada por Harry era incrível, era como se chamas ardentes estivessem dentro do meu corpo.

— Harry — eu tentava dizer em meio aos espasmos que sentia atravessar meu corpo

Ele sugava meu clitóris e passava a língua em toda extensão me encarando com aqueles olhos verdes que ficava ainda mais lindos na posição que ele se encontrava.

— Posso colocar um dedo em você? — perguntou pausando seus movimentos

— Ah, eu-eu — gaguejei, eu ainda era virgem e não queria perder com os dedos de Harry

— Eu entendi, bebê — respondeu sorrindo — Você é virgem — assenti com a cabeça e ele sorriu de canto, retornando sua boca ao meu sexo.

Harry intensificou seus movimentos e eu senti uma sensação que nunca senti antes, meu corpo formigava e meu sexo ficou extremamente sensível. Eu havia gozado pela primeira vez e nos lábios de Harry. Corei ao vê-lo se levantar com os lábios molhados do meu prazer.

— Caralho S/n, que delicia — passou a língua pelos lábios — Olha como você me deixou

Olhei o meio das pernas de Harry e seu pau estava muito ereto marcando a região, me fazendo ficar mais sedenta por aquele homem.

— Droga — ele disse olhando para o relógio — Já vai dar nosso horário, se veste

Coloquei minhas roupas no lugar e tentei acalmar minha respiração que ainda estava intensa devido ao orgasmo que acabara de ter. Eu queria fazer e provar mais coisas com Harry, maldito relógio.

— O que vai fazer? — perguntei observando seu pau duro

— Vou me aliviar no banheiro — riu

Logo a coordenadora chegou nos liberando do “castigo”, ouvimos mais alguns sermões como para nos tornarmos mais responsáveis com horários e bla, blá, blá. Nos retiramos da sala juntos e eu ainda sentia um calor correr pelo meu corpo.

— Eu vou para esse lado — fiquei de frente para Harry indicando que iria para o lado contrário a ele.

— E eu para esse — sorriu e passou por mim segurando meu braço esquerdo, aproximando nossos corpos — Ainda não terminamos isso — piscou e eu senti meu coração parar. Aquele garoto não existia.

#Harry #Imagine harry styles #Harry styles #harry hot

[that-was-anticlimactic]

happy tourette's awareness month!!!

ts awareness month goes from may 15th-june 15th, with june 7th being like The Day!

remember to be kind and patient and accepting <3

#hi i'm really sleepy and didn't know what to say here but i wanted to say Something so have this ig??? #imma be SO annoying this month y'all so sorry in advance #i have two fics done that just need editing before posting (one will be today ahhhhh) and like five others in the works but let's see how #many i Actually finish lol - imma prolly make a compilation of all my ts month fics today??? idk we'll see lol #so here *hands you this post* ily and thank you for reading me sleepy #corey tics:)

[zukkaoru]

love your writing could you do zukka + 45? please and thanks 💜

ahhh thank you so much!! sorry this took so long to finish but i hope you enjoy <3 (featuring sokka with tourette's for corey bc uhh it just kinda Happened)

45. "I bought this for you. It's in your favorite color..."

Zuko is far more nervous than he should be about this.

It's not like he and Sokka don't randomly give each other gifts. It's just... usually those gifts are more along the lines of "I'm not using this anymore, do you want it or should I throw it out?" or "my sister is getting rid of this so I took it to give it to you" or "I'm at the store, do you need anything?"

The gift for Sokka that is resting in the bag clutched tightly in Zuko's fist does not fall into any of those categories. But he saw it while looking for a birthday present for Mai, and he knew he needed to get it for Sokka. He couldn't physically walk away without buying it for him.

But now, as he's setting the bag down on the table, being watched curiously by Sokka, he feels unreasonably stressed and half-wishes he had just walked past it.

"Find a present for Mai?" Sokka questions. He blinks three times in quick succession, and then rolls his shoulder.

Zuko nods. "Yeah. I spent about an hour on FaceTime with Ty Lee showing her different shirts, but we finally found one. I just hope it fits." He hesitates only for a moment before adding, "I found something for you too, actually."

Sokka tilts his head. "What?"

"Yeah, I just-- Well, let me show you." He reaches into the bag and pulls out the gift he got for Sokka. "Here. Um. I bought this for you. It's in your favorite color, and..." he trails off.

Sokka's eyes widened, locked on the item in Zuko's hand. It's a stress ball that is shaped like a penguin, and it's blue. Maybe if it had just been a regular penguin, Zuko wouldn't have gotten it, but...

But he knows how much Sokka loves penguins, and stress balls, and the color blue. Penguins have been his favorite animal since he was little, and blue his favorite color for about just as long. And he has a whole collection of stress balls that help with his tics and fidgeting - a collection he's always looking to add to.

"I love it," he breathes out. Slowly, like the penguin is going to disappear if he approaches too quickly, Sokka makes his way over to Zuko. "Can I--?" his eyes flit up to Zuko's face.

Zuko laughs. "I got it for you."

Sokka takes the stress ball, and squeezes it once. "You're my favorite person ever," he says, eyes focused on the penguin. "Zuko--" he looks back up, and then he's flinging his arms around Zuko and pulling him into a hug. "Thank you," he whispers into Zuko's shoulder.

Zuko just hugs him tighter in response.

#give sokka fidget toys 2kforever #it's what he deserves!! #zukka #atla #zuko #sokka #sokka with tourette's #ask game #anon asks #grace's writing tag

[beachytablecloth]

... is it biased if i say you've got a friend in me is my favorite iuygcfgvhuji

i mean i truly love everything you write (and i am so happy that i'm on break because now i can read your reverse bang fic ahhhh) but i don't think you understand how widely i was smiling when i read you've got a friend in me!

i mean... there's the zukka which you wrote so adorably, then BABY IZUMI and mom katara and dad aang (no i know kataang wasn't the focus, but they were written so well and like i was sad when they left because you had me so invested in them). then there's sokka and mai becoming besties aND BIG SISTER MAI WHICH IS SOMETHING THAT I NEVER CONSIDERED BUT AM ABSOLUTELY IN LOVE WITH like wow you also for everyone so well, but the way you wrote for mai was just. top tier. incredible. she my beloved.

then, of course, sokka with ts my absolute beloved above all else and you did such a good job and the little heating pad thing and baby izumi finding joy in his tics... and actually just all interactions with izumi were top tier

okay this is long. i just. have many feelings about it. ijhugcfgvhujikoijhgv

<3

ahhh corey thank you so much!!! it’s def not biased especially because while writing that fic i was like. well it’s for corey so i’m going to put as much into this that i know corey will like. lmao

and it means so much that you said i handled the ts well bc i was so worried about that and did so much research but like. not having firsthand experience with it i was so worried i would mess something up!!

and also thank you for always being so supportive of all my fics corey you are the best ♥️♥️♥️♥️

#corey tag #y’all have no idea how insecure i am about my writing so when i get compliments like this i simply. #explode #with happiness #writing #ask games

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Hello Hello! This account is still a work in progress with a set theme.

This account is just to talk about headcanons this user has for characters. (Usually ADHD/Autistic/Tic related headcanons). This blog is a multi fandom blog. (Kind of)

This user goes by the names Clay/Corey/River/Forrest/Bee/Wilbur/Pyre/Flame/Arson/Avian/Fizz. Would prefer if you used Clay/Corey if you don’t know OP well.

The owner of this account has ADHD and is autistic, and also has tics. Most headcanons related to those things are comfort headcanons, but not all :).

This user goes by they/them pronouns, and is greyace.

This user always has asks open and encourages talking about your headcanons with them!

This user needs tone indicators.

FANDOMS OP IS INTO ;;

Undertale // MCYT // Vocaloid

DNI IF ;;

Pro-Ship, incest supporter, map/nomap, terf, racist, sexist, homophobic, anti-BLM, ableist, or you’re a Twitter stan. (Full offense but I don’t like you)

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[softsweetsuffering]

OC LIST (New)

Trey:

Has an ability to mimic or amplify abilities/powers of others, as well as telekinesis

Was previously part of a group of people who also had abilities, however after mistreatment and other issues within the group, he left.

He's got a good wealth behind him.

Extremely gentle

Handsome ;)

Loves photography

Has lavender hair

Respects all

'Secretly' Plays violin

Lowkey a sugardaddy

Hamrish Benat:

Has four eyes!

Pink and blonde hair

He loves parkour (as in climbing buildings and leaping around in gyms)

Has PTSD (There are two AUS of which I default as to how he obtained it)

Ready to deck a bitch

Trained nurse

Loves teddy bears and fuzzy pink socks.

Also goes by Hami/Hayden

Andy peters:

Strong, kind.

The quiet Big Type, doesn't always talk, but his heart is in good places.

Wishes he could do more

Buff + Tall

Wears a pair of dogtags.

Has red streaks in his hair for the fun of it

Is extremely brotherly to Adrian

is friends with Hami

Adrian Géarán:

Nervous Malnutritioned anxiety filled tired mess

Has emotionally linked fire abilities (does not like having them)

likes to make little robots!

Easily bullied

Missing an arm

Struggles with normal life

Blames himself for Andys death

Looks unintentionally vaguely like Fry from Futurama

Chris:

Leader of a summer camp for kiddos

Huge fan of the outdoors

Loves to garden

Red head with freckles

Healthy!

Good build, a little on the below-average male height

Likes to hike

Loves kids

Strong but pacifistic

Great smile

Surprisingly a little shy around other adults

Bisexual

Himbo energy

Douglas Connelly:

Just a regular chubby guy

His chub is only important because this man gives some of the best hugs, he's like a marshmallow

He is outwardly confident about his size, even if it sometimes worries him internally

He loves music, loves to groove in the kitchen while making snacks

Always open for roommates and new friends (one of his roommates is a hot bartender called Donovan)

A bit awkward but he tries his best.

Tucker:

Badass

Bunny hybrid (ears :3)

White hair

Likes to wear denim jackets

Fast runner

Has had experience working in the force

Izekiel Iris:

Bruised and abused in a facility

Was turned from human into A being of made of Paint (Useful? no. Fun? yes. Rainbow blood anyone?)

Loves painting

Wallflower

Easily anxious

Loves to draw on his own arms

Matthew Libelle:

Aka Matty Very delayed development wise as well as Autistic

Very much a texture lad, soft blankets are his thing.

Doesn't like loud sounds ( who does honestly).

Tries his hardest to function normally but it's hard.

Watermelon colours are his fav. Green hoodie is his fav.

Has watermelon pink hair.

Gale:

Eldritch bab

Was cursed by a group of guys who were messing with magics they didn't understand

Did in fact murder said group of guys and is traumatised by the idea he has become a monster

hears voices

Has Tendrils that have burst out of his back

Has the ability to move from this realm to the Eldritch planes and back. (is terrified of said planes)

Doesn't have a home

Black curly hair- frizzy- shimmers like Slick oil

Shy type kinda, tall Pale. cold.

Kinda wishes he could just go back to normal.

Would really like to eat some fresh warm bread.

Rowan maverick

Was abandoned as a teen

Also known as Rogue/Red.

Lost some of their tongues making them mute

Trained Assassin.

Previously part of a cult

Addict to painkillers (Caused by the mental issues from the cult and the loss of tongue.)

Bad with Physical affection

Could use a friend

Jace

Cop/Ex Cop.

Laid off after an incident

Has a pubby called Otis

Likes the occasional beer

Dad energy

Issac Merewen

Was previously a Teacher - grade 11/12s

Kidnapped and kept Drugged the hell up.

Was given the new name: Jess/Jack. AKA The Jester

Now has Amnesia problems .(Anomic aphasia)

Was stored Cramped in box.

Needs glasses. (Long sighted. Cant see Infront of him for shit without glasses. He specifically likes round ones :3)

Natrually Blonde

He was very inspired by the Chitty Chitty bang bang scene, “Doll on a music box”.

- He naturally has two different coloured eyes :D

-He likes podcast n occasionally audiobooks. Its good for learning/remembering words, and way easier than straining his eyes. Although it is upsetting occasionally when he can remember more of a book/podcast he’s into more than real words or real-life things.

Tyrone Li

Incubus.

Wise, Patient, caring.

Brown tattoos wind up his hips and torso, curling around his chest around his heart, and around his back, flaring at his neck.

Glasses.

Loves plants and flora

Sex lost meaning when he was younger. He wants true intimacy again but he wants to find the right person..

Glamors hide the following features:

Tail, brown that gradients into Green, Leaf like tip.

Horns, curled. (green tipped :0)

Glamors break usually after a certain period of time regardless of feeding, however, during bad situations/fight the body may unglamour to reserve the last of its energy.

Caspian:

Basically immortal but can die (Reincarnations)

Not a pacifist, but not instantly into violence

He was blessed by the Heart of the Ocean (Shes wonderful <3)

Can control water, can do minor healing with water

Can make water bubble/ boil when angry

Glowy veins when powers are active

He has had many many lives

Soft..caring..Doesnt remember alot of his past..

Doesn't know how many times hes died

Doesn't have alot of family or friends

Goes on many adventures

Elio Solren.

Nickname: Sunshine

Good lad.

Is a shapeshifter Dealt with being told he was happy and always upbeat. People leaving or ignoring him whenever he wasn't started building this sense of need to be happy all the time for others.

Lots of struggles with self image. Being perfect. Appeasing everyone. Poor self body love/self body image.

Is scared about The hate from humans about shifters. The jealousy and fear about them being able to hide behind other faces.

Smiles to hide the pain

Punk/hipster vibes

Intricate golden tattoos

Doesn't open up easily

Doesn't like to admit to being in pain

Kotori

AKA Corey

Owl lad!

Bright yellow piercing eyes. But is totally blind. (Face scars)

Loves music.

Plays the uke.. hums..sings sometimes.

Big wings- like barn owl.

Likes to perch in trees

Jeremey Caulfield

Winter baby

Was left bleeding in the snow at some point

Father Lovely old man (John)

Mother died (Ellie)

Birthday December 23h

Blue eyes

Black hair

Russel

Box boy

Glasses

Red hair

Real sweetheart

Really needs more dev ; ;

Jules

Loves tofu n chicken

Touchstarved

Stubborn af

Kicks ass!

Has Sass

Wears binders/sports bras for Lotsa running n such

Black hair big messy pigtails

Dark brown eyes.

Has a navy bear sleeps with it ‘doesn't care’ about it but does

Gymnast/kickboxing. Bandages around hands

Loved swinging bars since being a kiddo

Trampolines!!

Participates in Underground fight ring to make easy money

Sleeps on just a mattress

Has a laptop for study work but she's slowly giving up on bothering.

(She's not one originally but Werewolf Jules is one of my fav things)

Miles

Part mole, part orphan

Lives underground

Very light-sensitive

Is colourblind

Absolute nerd

loves tinkering with things

is scared of humans

very foggy memories of his parents.

Leilah/ Lei

Can make/control shadows.

Owns a Magic skull(Speaks to it)

Lives in the woods

Wears a skull to spook off people from her woods

Has Tattoos that are shadow/absorb shadows

Kinda bad at maintaining friendships

Emotionally Distant

Wears a cloak.

Bao Ketsuyki

Blood magic bab

Short

East Asian.

Pink/red medium length hair

Big pretty red flower scar from blood magic use on her shoulder/ back.

Little bit foolish, little bit reckless.

Has almost died a few times from her magic use.

Oran Audun

Pale

Punk

Irish

Plays Guitar

Writes in journal, occasionally song lyrics, occasionally little messy ink drawings.

Easy to aggravate (On edge) however is trying to learn how to meditate and be calmer

Covered head to toe in scars but still tries to find confidence in himself. He doesn't find it unattractive, but he feels like others have no need to witness his scars.

loves wearing leather/fabric wrist bracelets

Unwelcome hands have used his body as a research object

Very very against physical contact, needs to break into it.

Ray

Social worker works mainly with kids.

Has a Shy guy tattoo.

His family consists of a Good ma, younger sister, and super baby brother

Dad died but dad was good.

Dirty blonde hair, kinda messy

Short, 5’

Socks the pupper is his helpful lil buddy (hes so round and white and fluffy)

Super dad vibes.

Owen

a hockey player n gymnast.

His mother died when he was about 9.

has an older brother who is a bit of a big jock type

quite protective and caring of his two much younger siblings.

ended up in a nasty scuffle though at some point during his more competitive years in Hockey

This leads to following his passion for Gym

Pole vault, the rings, trampoline.

Still plays hockey among mates or strangers on the weekends in the cold months tho

Ends up taking a position as a gym teacher for kids after taking a childhood course since he was so good at it.

actually a really sweet guy

Soft but likes his sport and jokes.

He can hold his own somewhat more than he appears.

has blue tips/stripes in his blonde hair.

He often wears varsity jackets or baseball tees. As well as a couple other sport wear shirts. (A. Good few are from his bro ofc. Free merch)

He's short but he's got a fairly decent build on him.

He's got a surprisingly good tackle if you aren't careful. And a good grip strength.

Nohea

but everyone calls him Noah.

Works at a Boba tea cafe..

likes to surf.

has an Epic board.

Back and shoulders all littered with lines and tic tac toe-like scars.

he's the type to brush off any questions and change topic while smiling. But not super bubbly. Just. Go lucky.

has a few friends who like to hang out at the cafe

Was in a surfing accident that involved a lot of rocks.

Ila

4’8 Soft. Short.

Ready to protect.

Loves to bake!!!

Smells like a vanilla cupcake most of the time

Isn't afraid to fight although isn't trained

likes Yoga ( and yoga pants)

Needs glasses but doesn't wear them (tsk tsk, unless tryign to read recipes)

Dyes hair silver/white

Jake

Homeless

Snake hybrid can transform his lower half from human legs to tail

Also has fangs, and therefore venom

He's got a lot of sass

Can be a bit of an asshole but soft around the right people

Isn't used to kindness

doesn't cry easily

Steals food

Mac Hiato

Also known as Caf

5’6

Very Grumpy.

Very often has bags under his eyes.

Hoodie is life

Insomnia has serious trouble sleeping.

Has nightmares of strangulation

Occasionally sufferers sleep paralysis

Scared of dark- night lights

Owns a mouse called Bean

Does freelancing webdesgisn/coding as job.

Sits like a gay.

Lives on coffee

Minorly Lactose intolerant

Has One bad eye

Neema

Egyptian

Mechanic

Her dad's a mechanic and used to bring her to work all the time

dead mum: which affected her ability to emote.

Works part time at the garage

Dad likes to bring gifts on their small catch-ups that happen every once in a while.

Sheeee. Suffers a bit of resting bitch face.

she's kinda stunted emotionally because she was raised by her dad, who, isn't great with emotions himself being a man's man and all.

She's very much a tomboy gal. Doesn't exactly get dressed up. because she finds it tiresome and not "her".

Also if she did/does have friends the nickname Nemo 100% crops up because it's sadly alll too fitting but also kinda sweet.

She's actually really into cars and mechanics. Which is one of the few good reasons her dad and her are close.

She's hard to get to know, very quiet. And if you're someone who dominates the conversation she won't speak up much, but you'll be surprised to how much she's listened.

Just because she looks tired and done doesn't actually mean she feels that way.

Samson (Lemonade boi)

His name is Samson, but he prefers Sun/Sunny. (Other more affectionate nicknames include Lemondrop and Sunflower.)

He really likes going out to markets and stuff like that, little stalls or knick knack shops to find the odd kinda items.

He also really likes wandering big forests. (Hes got some o that fae energy) He collects various cool stones/rocks/plants from some of them. He also has some small vials from waterfalls and ponds he’s encountered)

He wants to practice magic to become a witch! He loves the candles and rocks and other cool things that come with the craft. (He inherited things from his father)

He really likes loose fitting shirts too, like flowy things, ones with sleeves that drape past your fingers, or has extra fabric on the bottom that dangle down past hips. (Sometimes they come from the ladies section just because they’re softer and have more variety. Others from op shops and other niche little stores.)

He bought a cologne from a witch that looks cursed but the only curse is that it makes the one who puts it on smell like citrus..so not much of curse. (The bottle looks fuckin neato tho)

He looves fizzy drinks. Doesn’t mind his alcohol either, however it takes a surprising amount to get him on his ass despite looking like a serious lightweight.

He’s pretty average in build, bit of muscle in his arms, some fat on his thighs. Slight pouch of a tum (cause no ones flat and thats unrealistic :<)

He’s about 5′4. So not tall, but not the shortest of the short.

He kinda likes to backpack about. Not staying in places long if they get boring. Which means he is kinda jack of all trades when it comes to work, offering to fix things for pay, lots of casual work doing various things.(One of his favorites was helping a little old lady run a paint shop.)

He occasionally snorts when he laughs and tries not to.

He has his ears pierced, and he has a little yellow gemed stud in his nose.

The ring around his neck he found in the middle of a patch of mushrooms.

He has a couple other tattoos. One of them is of bubbles up his wrist :3 He also has some stars on his ankle, and a sunflower on one of his fingers on his left hand.

He’s not super in to gardening but he does have his lemon tree. He also wants to grow some mandarins

His eyes look silver in a lot of lights, but occasionally there’s some strange hints of yellow, and other times blue.

He has freckles!!!! that look alot like bubbles ;)

He has a twin brother called Fraser.

Scrunches his nose

Hides his laughter behind his hand

#OC List #ocs #god this took forever #B's Ocs #my list #oc list new #fuck me ; ; #im not gonna tag all of them.. its not worth it.. #thanks for the reminder anon

[milf-harrington]

THEO !!! i just saw your post asking for headcanons, so i apologize that this is late but here are some reki headcanons:

reki accidentally hits langa in the face with his fidget spinner at least once a day

reki and shadow making friendship bracelets together

just reki being held. i just feel like he deserves to be held and like. just thinking about langa carrying reki and joe wrapping him up in a hug and shadow just picking him up and holding him and cherry ruffling his hair and miya platonically holding reki's hand...

i just love thinking about reki being loved...

if you want angst, i've seen some people headcanon that langa won't race ad*m after ad*m's second beef with reki and ad*m recognizes how much reki means to langa so he like uses reki as leverage for the beef and just the angst potential

and naturally there's the whole 'reki casually mentions the love hotel incident' which leads to him casually mentioning getting hit with a car and getting beat up and everyone else just simply combusting

reki finds joe's old destiel fanfiction and reads it and mentally combusts because joe is not a good writer and reki just doodles fan art for it and just slides it to him while he's working

reki rocking back and forth in his chair to stim

reki also feeling like he isn't smart enough in school sometimes because his adhd and ts makes it hard for him to concentrate

in response to my hey, little songbird, sing me a song fic, the sk8 gang helping reki love himself tics and all and help him feel comfortable about his pigeon / bird tic <3

langa giving reki shoulder massages

reki eating tomatoes like apples because 1) he loves tomatoes and 2) it pisses joe and miya off

trans reki and trans joe bonding over being trans and supporting each other when they need it and having matching trans-colored friendship bracelets made by shadow <3

aaaaand i'm tired so that's all i can think of right now, but i hope you're feeling better <3

corey omfg i read this and then just. completely forgot to respond.

langa developing lightning reflexes to dodge them,, but it still rarely works

i am so soft for reki and shadow and friendship bracelets,,, you are so incredible big brained and big hearted for that headcanon

reki deserves to be held just all the time, whenever he's not on his skateboard he should be in someone arms,, i just got the mental image of shadow giving him a piggyback ride and miya holding one of his hands while langa holds his board for him,,

the whole 'finding out about the beating/hit by a car/kidnapped to a love hotel' thing is my absolute favourite and i really need to write something for it

JOE WRITING TERRIBLE FANFICTION AND REKI DRAWING LIL FANART OF IT??? OH MY G O D- joe just like *choked up* this is fine

i want to wrap reki up and tell him how smart and capable he is,,he deserves so much love,,

YES the sk8 gang telling reki how much they love his tics warms my heart so much

*nods* reki eats tomatoes like apples

REKI JOE TRANS SOLIDARITY YEAH AAA

thank you for very much for these, i love all of them, they're fantastic and they did cheer me up the first time i read them <33

#asks #sk8 headcanons #corey #that-was-anticlimactic #mutuals