#im sorry to hear about your binders :(

[freestyle-crocodile-trashpile]

Too much...

Summary:Being spiderman and a trans teen was too much for you, especially when Miguel was pissed and yelling at you

Type:Scenario:Angst:Miguel & FTM!Reader

Version:Atsv

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It hurt. Miguel was yelling at me again, I had messed up the mission. Almost let the anomaly escape.

"You're so reckless! Do you know how much that mission could've cost us!?"

I knew Miguel wasn't one to yell instantly, he usually talked us through it first. But he was so angry, I wasn't sure why. But when he got mad... he said things he doesn't fully mean.

"Why are you even here if you can't follow simple orders! You're a spider-woman for God's sake!"

Those words hurt. Im not a girl. Or choice this job. All I do it try my best, I work hard to live up to his expectations and all he does and get mad and shove me back down. His expectations are too high for me, everyone's is.

"Why couldn't you follow these orders?! And you were late today! Almost missed the mission and cost us alot for what?"

No....that's not it. School was catching up on me, its hard trying to keep my grades up and not kicked out while also trying to keep up as Spiderman.

"I don't even wanna hear it...your probably gonna make up some excuse"

Like what? I had no excuses in mind. I was scared. I don't like people yelling at me. Especially adults.

"Y/n...this is disappointing, I thought you were better than this..."

That made my heart drop. Disappointed? I'm sorry...I was trying my best really, I just can't keep up. After working at school all day in a binder than immediately coming here was exhausting, and I could feel my breathe become limited from my binder still being on. It was crushing me, literally, I knew I had to take it off. And Miguel wasn't helping.

"Don't you have anything to say?! Or are you just stand there with a pout"

Miguel crossed his arms and stared down at me with a disappointing look. I couldn't look up at him, staring at the ground. My breathing started to pick up, and tears started to build up in my eyes. I could feel my breathing become shallow and harder and harder to breathe. How long has my binder been on.

"Ki-....okay?"

I couldn't make out what he was saying anymore. Tears streaming down my face quickly, I grip my suit. I'm tugging it as I try to breathe. Suddenly, I feel strong arms wrap around me, they seemed hesitant but comforting nonetheless. It was Miguel.

"Deep breathes, take deep breathes. Calm down...."

It was shocking how Miguel was comforting you. But it hurt him to see a child crying, especially after his daughter.

"You're fine, I was just mad, you're alright"

Miguel started to rub my back slowly, doing his best to calm me down. Slowly, and with shaky hands, I wrapped my arms around him, taking small breaths and slowly calming down.

"There you go, deep breaths"

It took a second, but eventually, I calmed down. Miguel told me to go take a break and might him in his office when I was calmed down, just to talk about the recent mission, nothing else.

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[A/n:I honestly don't know how to write Angst 😭. I hoped you enjoyed]

#miguel o'hara x male reader #miguel spiderverse #miguel x reader #miguel spiderman #miguel o'hara #atsv miguel #spiderman x male reader #spiderman x reader #spiderman across the spiderverse #atsv x reader #atsv x male reader #spiderman atsv #atsv

[sturniol0s]

STALKER-MATT STURNIOLO

part 4

summary- a girl had just moved into town across the sturniolo house. matt falls in love with her and becomes more obsessed day by day.

disclaimer- use of y/n, stalking.

a/n: why is this the longest one out of this whole series.

not proofread

(y/n pov)

for these past days i have felt a presence watching me. like one time when i went outside to check my mail box for any mail, i saw a package that i haven’t ordered. it was a perfume that i have wanted for a while, attached to a note, saying dear you, enjoy the perfume.

i have also felt someone behind me when i was on my daily jog on this path that i go on everyday, i hear cameras snapping, someones shoes clicking against the pavement.

right now im at a cafe finishing up on some college application papers, i hear a voice.

“hello, welcome to browns cafe, what can i help you with?” asks a tall man with tattoos on his arm.

“oh um can i just order a black coffee and a chocolate chip cookie” i look back down to my papers. why does he seem familiar?

i continue working on my college acceptance papers until my food arrives, i look to my left to see the same worker staring at me but he quickly looks back down to what he was doing.

once my food arrives i started packing up my stuff since i had to go to work anyway, i put my binder and my computer in my bag to head out, grabbing my coffee and my chocolate chip cookie was i leave through the door.

(matt pov)

i have gotten a new job at this coffee shop called browns cafe as a part time job, as im working i smell a perfume that i recognize, i look up to see her.

i quickly finish up with the order i was doing to go and ask her for her order.

“hello, welcome to browns cafe, what can i help you with?” i hold my note pad up to my chest, obviously i knew what she was gonna order, since she does come here every day thats why i got this job in the first place.

“oh um can i just order a black coffee and a chocolate chip cookie” i write it down on the note pad as i watch her continue writing on what she was working on.

i go back behind the cashier opening the bakery door and grabbing a chocolate chip cookie, i grab the black coffee and i hand it to her.

at that moment as she sat down looking so beautiful as she drank her coffee. sadly she left a few minutes later. i guess she had to go.

• 4 hours later

i have just gotten home from my shift, i run upstairs to turn on my computer to see what i have missed since i was gone this whole day.

i see her crying?

she was with her friend known as, katherin peirce, they’ve known each other since middle school, katherin does not live here she lives in arizona so she is here for visiting.

i can hear them since the camera that i have placed in the bear has a microphone.

“im so sorry for your loss” her friend breaking the silence other than y/n’s sobbing.

i get off the camera app and open up instagram to see that she has posted a photo of her and her ex boyfriend. captioning “rest in piece hunter”

how did he die?

you need emotion support right now and that’s my speciality.

a/n: chat how do we feel about this?

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xoxo lacy💋

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[bunnyreaper]

shy fingies

im having a really bad dysphoria day

if possible can i have some trans masc reader/141 comfort? no pressure, im just havin a hard day bc i have medical issues that make a medical transition unsafe and my dysphoria is kicking my asssss

hi!! no need for shy fingies! the dysphoria has been coming too for me lately, so im sending my love your way!! if this sucks im sorry in advance!! ;__;

tf141 x trans male! reader, platonic. brief mentions of transphobia, protective!141, reader users a binder.

It had been a shitty day all round, and things only continued to get worse. 

The day had started with forcing yourself into the shower, in the pitch black darkness, because you just couldn't face it with the light on. Your chest felt tighter than usual, and your skin just felt distinctly not like home. 

When you'd made your way into the canteen for breakfast, the new recruits were staring again, clearly talking about you amongst themselves as they snickered and judged and whispered words and phrases you really never wanted to hear.

Your only salvation was that you were ending this shitty day with a movie night with your task force. 

"Lad!" Soap calls out to you as you enter the rec room with a bag of snacks in hand. "It's yer lucky day, you get ta pick the movie." 

Soap pats the couch beside him as Ghost, Gaz, and the Captain offer their usual smiles. 

"Uh, I'm not too fussed, you can pick." You offer Soap a forced, tight smile as you try your hardest to get comfortable, despite the constriction at your chest. Today it felt a little worse than usual. 

Gaz lets out a groan, as Ghost's eyes narrow. "He picked last week." 

Offering a shrug, you remember you need to grab a drink before you get too settled into the plush of the couch. When you approach the kitchenette, you notice Price beside you.  

"Everything alright, son?" He asks, his hand clasping down on your shoulder as he offers a soothing smile. "Not yourself tonight." 

Son. As the youngest in the taskforce, Price's sweet and affirming nickname for you makes your heart soar.

You struggle to meet his eye as you mumble your response--a clear lie. "I'm fine, just tired." 

Your captain doesn't seem convinced in the slightest, as he remains by your side as you move round the kitchenette. 

"Can always talk to me, you know that? Or any of the boys?" 

"I know." You sigh, knowing they'd be supportive even if they never can quite understand. 

Another body comes closer, joining in the concern party that Price is throwing. It's Gaz, the same look of worry plastered over his face.

"Something happened?" He asks. 

"No." You snap, just a little too quickly, and the entire room falls silent with Soap and Ghost's conversation ending as they turn their attention to you. "Oh god, can you all stop staring at me?!" 

Gaz's hand replaces Price's on your shoulder as he tries to soothe you. "Talk to us, c'mon." 

Ghost and Soap join you all in the kitchen, and the pressure of them all worrying about you is almost too much to handle. They all look so worried, so protective--though you'd long come to accept that it was mostly because you're the baby of the team. 

"The new recruits were talking shit about me behind my back, you know, that kind of shit." You sigh, staring at the floor and wishing it would swallow you whole. 

The atmosphere of the room changes in an instant. 

"I want names, now." Price's words are a demand laced with anger, though not a shred of it directed at you. 

"Captain..." You call out, as Price is already halfway to the door ready to pull the recruits out of bed and give them the dressing down of a lifetime. 

Soap shakes his head. "Easier if you just tell him, lad." Soap's eyes are kind and soft as he considers you, though you know that he will have some choice words for them too next time he's training them. You almost pity them. 

You mutter out the names of the ones you had recognised, and try not to flinch as Price nods and slams the door behind him as he leaves.

"How long have you had your binder on for?" Ghost asks, his gaze severe with concern. 

"Uh... since 6am." 

He sighs, in his 'not mad, just disappointed' older brother way. "Did you take a break at lunch like you're supposed to?" 

You give him a sarcastic look, and cross your arms over yourself defensively. "It'll be fine, promise." 

The door swings open, Soap coming back into the room with Gaz in tow, and you hadn't even realised they have left in the first place. 

Soap holds out a massive bundle of black fabric, while Gaz has a silky garment in his hands. 

"Biggest hoodie of mine I could find, lad, and a fresh compression shirt." Soap explains, as passes the clothes to you. "Binder off, yeah? Then we'll get under the blanket and turn off the lights." 

"And you still have to pick the movie." Gaz smiles.

You nod in compliance before you head to the bathroom to get changed--freeing yourself from the binder and quickly covering yourself with Gaz's shirt and Soap's hoodie. While your chest still aches just a little, the unease you expect doesn't come on as strong as you expected. 

Maybe it's the sense that you get to go back into that room with a group of guys who accept you for who you are and have never made you feel lesser. 

When you get back to the rec room, Price has returned, and the room is cast in darkness. The Captain gives you a nod, but offers no further comment--which means he won't be addressing it tonight. 

You get comfortable on the couch between Soap and Ghost, and try to ignore the groans as you make suggestion after suggestion that they all hate, and you eventually settle on something all of you have seen before. 

You snuggle under the blanket with Soap, and feel euphoric when Ghost wordlessly accepts your toes wiggling under his thigh. Every once in a while, you'll meet the eyes of your captain and see his fond gaze, or Gaz will look to you when there's something funny so he can see if you're laughing too. 

Right there, on that couch, you feel at home with your brothers, with yourself. 

#call of duty fanfiction #call of duty x reader #trans male reader #tf 141 x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #john soap mactavish x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #captain john price x reader #ive never written trans male reader before so if this sucks im sorry #as an enby/fluid/??? indivudal i cant say i have the right experience but i hope this is okay!!

[rosemarycovet]

pacifcy her -Edward Cullen x reader

I catch edward staring my way as that basic bitch bella talks about who knows what he seems so bored and annoyed by her

I softly smile at him and sent a small wave

Edward eyes lighten up a bit and smiled a bit widely back at me

the bell rings and I pick up my binder and notebook and hold them up to my chest and walk out

I look back in the hallways to see bella holding Edward hand

Edward clearly doesn’t want to be all pda with her I just roll my eyes at them

and walk into my next class

I sit down at a two person desk next to the window and I see bella following Edward into the door way and I just give her a glare and look away

that basic bitch leaves finally

Edward releases a breathe which looks like he’s been holding in

and looks my way and his eyes brighten as he walks my way

now I can take her man..

Edward takes a seat next to me as he smiles at me

“hey”I say to him as I look up at him as he takes a seat next to me

“hi (y/n/n)”

i’m surprised he called me by my nick name he usually calls me by my actual name

“how has your day been”

I ask him

“a bit stressful actually” he sighs

I give him a pity look knowing damn well the ‘stress’ he has been feeling was bella

“but it’s fine”he looks at me softly and I smile at him class starts but I can’t stop laughing and Edward can’t stop chuckling or smiling at my jokes

the teacher tells us to pair up with the person sitting next to us

me and Edward quickly look at each other

“good thing we’re sitting next to each other”he said to me

“good thing for me cause you’re really smart” I say as I smirk at him

Edward laughs softly at me and playfully rolls his eyes at me and we start working I keep asking him what the problems mean because what the actual fuck I could not process any of this bull crap each time I would write something down or answer the question Edward would admire me ‘thinking’ I didn’t notice

-next period-

I walk into gym class after putting our gym uniform on and sigh realizing that we’re playing volley ball

bella comes up to me and says to me “someone told me stay away from things that aren’t yours”

I give her a blank face and say

“but was he yours if he wanted me so bad”

she just stares at me with a disbelieved look on her face

pacify her

she’s getting on my nerves

and as if my prayers had been heard a volley ball flys out of no where and roughly hits the back of her head and she stumbles a bit

I gasp then start laughing as Jessica comes running over “OH MY GOD BELLA IM SO SORRY” I walk away acting like I didn’t see anything

one of the reasons I dislike bella is because why the hell are you treating Edward so badly playing with his feelings like why do you keep choosing Jacob over him when you have Edward and she’s just so weird always blinking,biting her lower lip,and pushing her hair behind her ear

out of school she always chooses to hang out with Jacob and it’s so obvious Charlie prefers Jacob for bella over Edward.He would choose Jacob in a heart beat since he’s been knowing him since he was a kid

I know Edward feels insecure by Jacob anytime he’s brought up in his relationship with bella

that’s why I always feel bad for him especially that time bella kissed Jacob infront of Edward

-later that night-

I’m laying down on my bed wearing my night as my music plays from my record player and i’m reading

that’s when I hear Knock from the window

‘what the fuck..’

then I hear another knock

I get up and open my window to see Edward I stare at him with wide eyes a bit surprised as Edward smiles widely at me as he slides into my room

“how the fuck..”

I say not being able to process the situation

that’s when Edward explains everything to me

the whole vampire situation

and that he’s only with bella because she’s his blood singer

“until you moved back to forks that’s when stuff changed for me once again. bella might be my blood singer but you’re my mate..my soul mate” I stare at him a bit surprised

“I want you (y/n/n) I really do I just don’t want you getting put into danger because of me and I don’t know how to break it to bella because …I..still..love her”He said that last part in a bit of a disgusted way

I know he did not want to say that last part he was second guessing himself

“You don’t love her.Stop lying with those words”

I say to Edward as he sighs knowing I was right

Edward still really cared for bella he just didn’t love her like that anymore after everything she has put him through shit even his family

“ ‘loving’ her seems tiring so boy,just love me down” I say to Edward as he picks me up and I put my legs around his waist he groans and I softly grab his face kissing his face then lips passionately as Edward kisses me back trying to control himself

he lays me down on my bed carefully climbing on-top of me not wanting to hurt me

“(y/n/n) please tell me if i’m going to far I don’t want to hurt you or make you feel uncomfortable” he says in the most sweetest,reassuring,calmest voice ever I shush him and start running my fingers through his hair as he gives me small soft kisses on my collar I lift his face up and start kissing his lips once again I harshly grab his hair and rub my other hand down his back which causes him to moan so I slip my tongue in his mouth he seems so relax yet trying to control himself so he flips us over so i’m top

after our little make out session

Edward lets me lay on top of him as I lay my head in the crook of his neck as he reads me my book in a gentle soft voice

I try not to fall asleep wanting this moment to last forever. Edward grabs the blanket covering us Edward tells me it’s ok for me to sleep telling me he’s not going anywhere and I shake my head he chuckles at me and holds me tighter then kisses my forehead eventually I fall asleep in his embrace

the next morning I wake up to Edward gently shaking me and saying my name

“(y/n/n) wake up”

I groan as I turn away from him pulling the covers over my face

he sighed and chuckled softly at me picking me up bridal style in his arms

“come on (y/n/n)”

“but we don’t even have school today”

I groan out

“yeah..but im going to break the news to bella” I quickly jump out his arms getting dressed

“how are you going to tell her?” I ask him

“I think i’m going to tell her in the forest we always go to.but you stay here”

I looked at him a bit sad

“I promise i’ll come back and tell you everything that happened”he said in a reassuring tone I smiled softly at him as he gave me a quick hug and kiss on my lips then forehead as he zoomed out my bedroom door

-in the forest-

I cant stand her whining as bella is complaining,crying,and begging Edward not to leave her

where’s her binky now?

“NO bella you listen I am so sick of you always choosing that dog and I know Charlie prefers Jacob over me.

you say you love me yet you keep hurting me…plus I already fell in love with someone else..”

bella looks to stunt to speak

“who..? EDWARD WHO???”

she says in her high pitch annoying voice

as tears formed in her eyes

“it’s (y/n)”

bella stares at him with disbelief as she feels betrayed

Even though she had already done all of this to Edward with Jacob what was she expecting?

“YOU DONT LOVE HER STOP LYING WITH THOSE WORDS” bella screamed at Edward as tears streamed down her face

“…i’m sorry bella..” was the last thing he said to her as he left her in the forest

-back at (y/n’s) house-

I was watching a movie on my bed while eat popcorn when I felt something touch my shoulder I shot my head back so quickly seeing Edward

“jesus christ Edward you gave me a heart attack”

he smiled softly at me

“sorry (y/n/n)”

he said as he gently scooted me over

I laid my head on his shoulder as I munched on my popcorn

Edward had told me everything that had happened part of me felt bad for bella but for most of it I really didn’t

Edward had told me that he felt relief that he ended things with her like a weight lifted of his shoulder at-least now she could be with Jacob.

that night me and Edward had deep long talks he could listen to me speak for hours and still not get bored

-at school-

Edward usually sits with his family at lunch but he wanted to sit with me outside on the bleachers I like sitting there because barely anyone went outside to eat because it was to gloomy and ‘cold’ which the cold part was true for me at least but not for Edward since he’s a vampire so he let me wear his coat as we had my earbuds in listened to my playlist on my I pod

Edward had laid his head on my shoulder closing his eyes that’s when bella walked out the cafeteria seeing me and Edward she glared at me

‘stay away from things that aren’t yours’

‘but was he yours if he wanted me so bad’

I smirked at her as she walked away clearly mad.

still love you bella 😘

#edward cullen x reader #edward cullen #edward cullen x y/n #twilight #bella swan #melanie martinez #pacify her #Spotify

[ur-fav-inactive-writer]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐦𝐲 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐨'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞...

Request by anon

WC: 619

You were Amy's younger sibling and Amy absolutely adored you.

You had never really felt attached to your gender, you never felt like your assigned gender but you didnt feel like the opposite one either. For years, you thought maybe it was just normal to feel this way

Until, you found out about the term 'non-binary', you read up on it and discovered it described exactly the way you felt about yourself

You were excited to finally figure out your identity, but you were also scared. What would your parents say? What would your brothers say? What would Amy say?

You knew you'd have to tell them eventually, you couldn't keep hearing them use the wrong pronouns and your dead name. It was driving you insane, they had to know

You scheduled a dinner with your older sister Amy, you worked with her but it felt right to do it in a more private way, you had always been close with Amy, she was your best friend

As you began to eat, you told her you had to tell her something. She looked intrigued and urged you to continue after seeing your nervous expression

"Well, um... I'm non binary. I go by they/them pronouns and my new name is (Y/N). And if you don't like that, then im sorry, but it's who I am."

"(Y/N), im not upset about it, I accept you for who are you are, I love you no matter what your name is or pronouns are!"

You were overjoyed that your sister accepted you but you came to the realisation that you'd also have to tell the rest of your biological family and your work family.

You decided to first tell your work family, you'd have your sister there to guide you through the announcement and you were certain you'd have some support

The next day at the precinct, as the briefing came to an end, Amy announced that the two of you had an announcement. You both stood at the front of the room and she looked at your reassuringly. You sighed as you began to speak,

"So um... I thought I should tell you guys that I no longer go by (deadname), I go by (Y/N) and my pronouns are they/them. I'm non binary."

The room went quiet for a moment. You were scared but everyone quickly reassured you that they accepted you for who you are.

Rosa and Holt were especially proud of you for coming out, surprisingly they both gave you a hug (despite not being touchy people) and told you it was a good thing you came out and told everyone who you really are.

Jake thought it was cool and was obsessed with your new name. He made sure everyone got your pronouns and name right.

Scully and Hitchcock try their best to get your name and pronouns right, sometimes they slip up but they do apologise for any mistakes they make. They're old but theyre trying which is what matters

Terry and Holt prioritise changing any paperwork with your deadname and any information that had changed since your transition.

Charles did very good with remembering how to refer to you and gave you a very tight hug while congratulating you for gathering the courage to express who you really were.

Amy started dork-dancing with joy once you successfully came out to everyone, she was so proud she couldn't help it. She hugged you tighter than anyone else.

But then came the hard part, coming out to your family. Amy decided to arrange a family gathering and made a binder on hoe to come out. When you came out to your family, she was right by your side. No matter how your family responded, she stuck by your side the whole time.

#ur fav inactive writer #brooklyn 99 #brooklyn 99 x reader #amy santiago x nonbinary!reader #amy santiago x reader #amy santiago #amy santiago x sibling!reader #brooklyn nine nine #amy santiago fluff #brooklyn nine nine x reader #amy santiago x reader fluff

[not-alien-girl-v]

Hello! Could I request a tate langdon x trans male reader? (Sorry for requesting tate I know you get him alot)

note: you know what you are right i do get tate a lot but the tumblr girlies have been eating him up lately so this one goes out to the transmascs and/or tate lovers. also writing this on my phone and my fat ass thumbs are not doing all that work of clicking shift so this will be all lowercase. anyway i’m writing this sleep deprived at midnight so i am going to wake up tomorrow morning and forget i wrote this most likely

warning: language probably idk i write my warnings before i write the fic and i just predict what the fuck im going to add in idk i should stop

the dead of winter makes things feel quiet. you barely hear your mom in the kitchen though you are just in the room over. it’s not snowing outside, it doesn’t do that in la, like, ever, but it would be nice maybe once.

you feel the vibration of your phone. you’re sitting on the couch and it’s in the back pocket of your jeans and you don’t want to stand up to fish it out so you flop yourself sideways and grab it. you have three notifications, and in your mind, you make a mental ranking of their importance.

3. bereal went off, though it happened hours ago and you don’t bother to take the picture because who cares

2. about 46 minutes ago, your friend texted your other friend in the group chat, talking about some concert tonight for people you’ve never even heard of before

1. your boyfriend, tate, texted about the same concert, but in this case, offering to take you with him to the show

not to play favorites, but a night out alone with your boyfriend sounds like more fun than a night with your freaky little friends. sure, they were a barrel of monkeys… in their own way, but you’d much prefer a long night in working at a puzzle with them than a raging concert.

‘?’ Tate texts again. You opened his text and he saw the read receipt but you’ve just been sitting there contemplating the meaning of life for minutes now.

‘maybe’ you reply and renter your deep thought once more. it would be fun, you’d have a good time and he’d be happy… but you have been wearing your binder for at the very least 10 hours now, and you had plans to take it off in a little bit (granted you were procrastinating) and that was something you didn’t want to deny yourself.

they say you’re not supposed to exercise in a binder, but that’s never stopped you. back in high school, you had PE 3rd period, and it’s not like you were just gonna go through the trouble of taking it off for a one hour block every single day and then put it back on once the class is over.

that’s the same now, though you don’t have a PE class, you are an avid mosher in the pit and you don’t want to be boobs flying everywhere. you don’t even want boobs at all, but top surgery is expensive, and your insurance only covers testosterone shots so you make do with what you can.

‘maybe?’ he texts back and he didn’t include it in the text, but you can feel a :( radiating from his end of the line.

‘tummy kinda hurts idk’ another thing, he doesn’t know you’re trans. it’s no big deal, truly, you know he’d be super supportive and respectful if you came out and nothing would change between the two of you but that doesn’t take away any of your fear of telling him. this relationship has been going on for 6 months now, and it seems like the longer you wait to say something, the more awkward it will be once you do.

‘:(‘ he texts and you frown a little as well in real life, and you put your phone on the table and walk into the kitchen. your mom is baking those little sugar cookies from target with the snowmen on them and you swear if you got close enough, you could eat an entire tray full of them.

but you’ve already spoiled your dinner enough with the potato chips you now realize you’ve abandoned in the living room and walk back to your room.

your bedroom is small yet well decorated, giving it a cozy aura, even more when you light a peppermint candle. you finally remove your binder and it feels like a breath of fresh air for the first time today. twisting your arms around, you stretch out and then put on a tank top and bundle up in your bed because it’s so damn cold out.

you put your headphones over your ears and play some random song off a playlist tate made for you and all is well in the world until you think you hear your mom screeching your name from the kitchen. of course, the second you pause the music and rip of the headphones, it’s dead silence once more, so you put them back on. there’s the noise again. if she’s really trying to contact you, she can just text you rather than test out her echolocation skills.

a moment later, she does text you.

‘someone at the door go get it’

as polite as ever, you have no choice but obey and slump to the front door, unhappy that your unwinding time has been interrupted by some rando at the door. when you open the door (albeit, grumpily), it’s not a rando, but it is in fact your boyfriend.

“tate! what are you doing here?” you don’t mean to sound so unhappy about his presence, it just comes out like that and of course you notice how quickly his eyes trail downwards on your body. you follow them too, until they land on your uncaged boobs. shit. “oh, um.”

“aren’t you going to invite me in?” he doesn’t say anything you thought he would and for that, you hold the door open for him and step aside to let him in.

“so, what are you doing here?” you ask again since he didn’t respond the first time.

“you said your stomach hurt, and mine kinda hurt too, so i thought i could come over and we could be in pain together. what do you think?” the whole time he’s been making his way to your bedroom, though he hadn’t been in your house very many times, he knew where he was going. he kicks off his shoes at the base and launches himself onto your duvet.

“you’re so thoughtful,” you crawl in next to him and hook one leg between his own, immediately experiencing the glory of his body heat.

“i tend to think so.” there’s that silence again. sometimes peaceful, sometimes deafening, because you know there’s something left unsaid. so you open your mouth again.

“um, so, about the boobs thing,” you start and pause to swallow, realizing you must look like a nervous character on tv right now.

“it’s okay.”

“it is?” you don’t dare lift your head to look him in the eye.

“of course. it doesn’t matter to me. you’re still hot,” he pokes you in the side and you chuckle at him.

“stop it, you silly goose,” you joke back and you can feel the physical cringe his body does.

“and i love you no matter what,” it’s quiet, but you hear it, muffled by your cringe minecraft bedspread. you love him too.

#ahs #tate langdon #evan peters fanfiction #american horror story #evan peters x reader #tate langdon x reader #evan peters #evan peters x you #fanfic #fluff #transmasc #trans rights

[smallestapplin]

umm. ftm ingo + emmet hcs maybe w a lil bit on nsfw..............<- projecting

IM ASCENDING!!! THANK YOU FOR THIS!! I’m in love, I hope this my all. I apologize for being all over the place with this, I just got so excited.

🔞18 at the end!🔞

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In general!

- they both socially transitioned in their teen years.

- Looking up ways to look more like guys.

- Their parents were extremely supportive and did all they could to help! Using their correct pronouns and names, buying them clothes that made them feel comfortable and confident.

- The only issue they faced was hiding their chests.

- They did everything from multiple sports bras, compression shirts, even things you aren’t suppose to do!

- Their mother got their measurements and ordered them binders.

- The twins were so happy to open that package!

- The two tried on their eighteenth birthdays. They parents surprised them by taking them to get everything on paper, their licenses, and other important documents now say ‘Ingo’ and ‘Emmet’.

- They sobbed happily in a large family group hug.

- Both started going on T as soon as they could.

- Emmet was vibrating in place in excitement! He had been waiting so long for this!

- Ingo kept fidgeting, he had to get the energy out somehow.

- After they moved to Nimbasa city and started working at Gear station, the two started saving up for their surgeries.

- They planned it all out too! One would get top surgery, and then the other would take care of him, and vice versa.

- The twins are so happy to finally feel like themselves.

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Onto romance!

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🔲Ingo🔲

- Not much changed romantically. Your Ingo is still as polite and as loud as ever.

- He’s such a gentleman!

- Surprising you with flowers, your favorite treats, a stuffed toy from Gear station he thought you’d like, anything!

- You likely already know he’s trans from forming a friendship first.

- He doesn’t keep secrets, but he made sure it was safe first.

- Of course you’re a safe person to tell, and you understood.

- He held you crying, he was so worried and had been stressing himself about telling you.

- Your friendship continued and it turned into a sweet relationship.

- Always making time for you, taking care of you (even if you argue that he has to eat too-) and of course! You making him get all bashful with your affection.

- He truly does love your attention and touches, but he gets so flushed thinking about it.

- Though Ingo is the most vocal of the two brothers, during his time of the month he’s usually quiet about his pain.

- His cramps are bad, but you often just see him curled around Chandelure, asking if you can get him some more midol, or anything.

- He just wants some back rubs and to be told he’s a brave man.

- He hurts, please just cuddle him.

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🔳Emmet🔳

- Much like his brother, it’s not that big of a secret. Sure he doesn’t announce it, he’s just living.

- And how can you not love this affectionate man?

- He’s always smothering you with kisses, taking you out on dates, winning all the stuffed animals you want at the amusement park, anything.

- He gets so excited seeing you too, especially if you visit him at work. His face lights up, he’s glowing with joy before running to you and twirling you in a hug.

- You are his light, his saving grace when his period strikes.

- Yes he knows white was a bad idea, hush! He looks great in it!

- But he is in agony, you hear him before you see him, just groaning heavily.

- He can’t move, please get him some pain relievers, thank yoooou.

- He’s also doing the grabby hands at you, he wants comfort.

- If you have any fire type Pokémon no you don’t, that’s his Pokémon now, sorry.

- He doesn’t call out of work, but man he’s straight up not having a good time.

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🔞18+Only! NSFW BELOW!🔞

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🔲Ingo🔲

- Ever the service the top.

- His face is made for you, his tongue is made to please you.

- You two have a select few strap ons, he isn’t wild with what he gets by any means, but he does have quite a few other worldly ones.

- While he loves pleasuring you, as your pleasure is his pleasure, and if that means he’s on his back, folded in a mating press, squealing his heart out? Then yes, he will absolutely do it.

- It’s so cute how reactive he is to your touch.

- And don’t be fooled by his more prudish nature, for you? He’s anything you want him to be.

- Ingo is a softer man, he likes the intimacy and closeness of love making. You speaking so sweetly to him, thrusting into his dripping pussy with such care, telling him he’s such a good boy, a sweet boy, just for you.

- He can cum just from your praise alone.

- But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like it rough.

“Fuck! Please! I-I’ve been so good! Ah!”

He doesn’t even remember how he got himself tied to the bed, cunt on display for you. All he knows is he wants to do it again.

You lay between his spread legs. Pulling your mouth off his drooling cunt, you gaze up at him.

His chest heaving, eyes watering, and face red.

You ponder for a moment before shuffling your weight to one side, you bring your hand up towards him.

Smack!

Ingo arches his back, crying out at the harsh smack you land on his cunt.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

His slick splatters against your hand.

His upper half is twisting with each hit. His squeals raise in pitch, he’s so close to cumming!

“My aren’t you demanding? Such a naughty boy you are.”

“M’sorry! M’sorry, please, I-FUCK! Mmmso close!”

You grind your thumb against his clit, smirking at how your boyfriends juices coat your hand.

His hips keep twitching as his silver eyes begs for more.

He’s so cute like this.

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🔳Emmet🔳

- He has a very large, very impressive toy collection. His pride and joys are his various strap ons, and he pulls out all the stops! Want to be fucked by some alien dick? He’s got you! Want to be fucked by some demon dick? Absolutely he has that! Anything and everything in any color, he’s got you.

- Most of the time he tops, you will have to fight him for that right.

- He does have his moments where he’d like to be just a little pampered. Those are few and far between, again, unless you wrestle him for it.

- Emmet is in love with fucking your face, he just loves seeing you choke on his cock, no matter which one it is.

- He usually puts a bullet vibrator inside him before putting the strap’s harness on. This way you both get more pleasure!

- He wants to keep going until you’re both in tears and too sensitive to continue.

Emmet feels so lucky to have you.

Especially when you’re fucked stupid like this, and all for him too!

The vibrator inside him is set on his second pulsing speed, giving him just enough pleasure while he fucks his strap on into you.

“Aww darling! We’ve barley even started! And look at how messy you are.”

You barely process his words.

The fat blunt tip of his strap slams against your sweet spot without mercy.

Watching you moan out and squirm is always a beautiful sight, but he can make it better.

He takes one hand off your hip, grabbing the remote for his vibrator and setting it to max speed.

You practically scream, which overshadows a cry of his own.

His hips speed up, twitching at the rush of pleasure on his insides.

He slams his hand back on your hip with a bruising grip. He leans over you, his chest flushed against yours.

Emmet slams his lips over yours, moaning into the kiss. You only break it to toss your head back with a long squeal.

“Emmeeet! S-so gooood!”

The silver haired man whines, you look so fucked out and perfect! Your eyes rolling back with drool dripping down your chin.

It has him cumming once again over the vibrator.

He wants more.

#cw.periods #smut #spicy #🔞🔞🔞 #submas smut #pokemon x reader smut #pokemon emmet x reader smut #pokemon Ingo x reader smut #pokemon trans ingo #pokemon trans emmet #pokemon #pokemon imagines #pokemon x reader #pokémon #pokemon ingo #pokemon fluff #pokemon ingo x reader #pokemon emmet #pokemon emmet x reader #proshippers dni

[rainydaydally]

You’re like the light of my life

WARNINGS:

Dysphoria

Sexuality crisis

Insecurity

Crying/Kinda a mental breakdown

Jealousy

F-slur

Cartman is homophobic but in a joke way (hes gay)

Unsafe binding (I don’t think you are supposed to swim in a binder, but I’m not sure!)

The Broflovski family is staying in a hotel after camping, and Shiela and Gerald are napping in one bed, and Ike is napping in the other. Kyle, however, is laying next to Ike, wide awake. He takes his mind off of everything, starting to use pinterest on his phone. He gets bored pretty quickly, so he places it next to his head. As he stares at the white ceiling of the hotel, he starts to think. Think about way too much confusing things he cant help but focus on. He thinks about his sexuality, his friends, his looks- *especially* his looks. He sighs, fighting back tears as he grabs his headphones and phone and walks to the bathroom. He stares at himself in the mirror, listening to Mac DeMarco, as he feels tears fall from his eyes. He cries and cries, and he moves to sit on the closed toilet lid, knees up to his chest, tears spilling uncontrollably. He takes his phone out to text his friend, Stan.

“Hey. Can you call?”

No reply. “He’s probably busy.” He thinks to himself, setting his phone down. He decides to call Cartman, which even though he hates him, he can still cheer him up with his blunt and annoying comments and jokes. Kyle tries opening up to him about his sexuality, which he has also been really confused about. Cartman just says “F*g.” which causes him and Kyle to burst into a silent laughter, making it funnier that he cant laugh, or he will wake his family. After Kyle angrily hangs up on Cartman after some dumb shit he was saying, he goes and sits against the wall, and continues crying. He wipes his nose and his eyes but the tears never seem to stop coming. He’s just so, so confused. One day he will think he’s AroAce, and the next day he will get butterflies when he sees a cute boy at a store. He feels like everyone around him is getting into stable relationships now, like Stan and Wendy. Oh how he wishes he had a relationship like them, they seem so perfect. Suddenly, his phone lights up. 

“Yeah.” 

It’s Stan. 

“Nevermind.” 

Kyle quickly replies back, he doesn’t want Stan to see him so hysterical.

“Oh, okay.”

“Can I tell you something??”

Kyle texts, instantly regretting his decision.

“Of course.” 

Stan replies. Kyle can almost hear the text in Stan’s voice, as if he was right next to him. Before Kyle knows it, he’s confessing deep, dark secrets to Stan over text. His fingers tapping the letters quickly.

“Okay, so this is stupid. But, I feel like everyone loves someone, or someone loves them. I know we are still young but im just so ugly and unwantable and I feel like I might be Aromantic Asexual, but I’m just so confused because I want a relationship. I really have never had someone have a crush on me because I’m so ugly and I’ve always been the ugly one too, and I feel like I’m nothing. Most of the guys are so handsome, and I really dont fit in compared to the rest of them. When we were on vacation at the beach I just felt so sick and insecure because you guys (not trying to be weird) looked really good in your bathing suits, but I just felt uncomfy and I just didnt fit in with you guys.”

“I can’t believe I just texted Stan that.” He thinks, and Stan seems to be taking hours to respond, even though it’s only been 5 seconds at the maximum.

“You are not ugly, I really don’t think you are ugly.”

Why did Kyle feel a feeling in his stomach when Stan had texted him that? Stan not only said he wasnt ugly, but he said HE really doesn’t think he is. 

“You definitely fit in. We don’t care what you look like. You think you are ugly, but no one is our friend group thinks you are ugly.”

Kyle smiles, “Except Cartman.” He thinks to himself. An other text appears.

“I’m sorry but what does aromantic asexual mean?”

Kyle knew this would happen. Most people don’t know what it means He tries to explain it, hoping Stan will understand what he’s trying to say.

“Thanks so much, Dude. Also, it means like you’re not attracted to anyone and dont wanna have sex with anyone basically. But I’m just not sure yet because I’ve never had a crush where the other person really liked me. I mean, I’ve dated people but it was mostly over text and facetime. We never hugged or kissed or anything. I’m probably just asexual, but sometimes I have a crush on someone and later it goes away.”

Kyle continues.

“And I’ve only kissed two people before, and I know thats two more than most people our age. I just feel really terrible for not feeling anything towards them. I mean, they were both girls, so I could be gay.”

Kyle desperately wants to tell Stan about his dysphoria, how his mother keeps telling him he looks just like her, and that he hates how feminine his body is getting. He does not say a word.

“You do have that rizz. I’ve never really talked to anybody in a romantic way before besides Wendy… and that hot sub we had in 3rd grade.”

“Dude! Gross! Also thanks. I just don’t know if I want it, I guess. I mean, your first kiss is supposed to be magical, but I felt nothing. I didn’t think I’d be kissing a girl in a pool bathroom who never even thought of me romantically.”

It was Bebe. Now she acts like nothing happened, but it did, and she knows it did. She is so perfect and pretty and smart, so why didn’t he like her?

“I wasted it. It sucked.”

“Wow. You never told me that before.” 

Stan replies. Kyle feels bad for not sharing it with him before, but it just never seemed appropriate. 

“Yeah. I’m still friends with her, and I don’t want to seem mean, but I really wasted my first kiss.”

“You know how in the movies their first kiss is like amazing magical stuff? Well, we are weird, crazy teenagers that go through stuff and things do not always go according to plan, and that’s ok. I know you will find a perfect kiss one day.”

Kyle really wants to just text Stan right then and there and tell him everything, that Stan sometimes gives him butterflies, and when the backs of their hands graze he feels his face heat up. He can’t tell him that, though, obviously. He doesn’t want to ruin Stan and Wendy’s relationship over a *maybe* crush.

“Dude, I don’t deserve you, I love you so much. You are way too kind and caring.”

“I love you too, bro.” 

Stan replies. Kyle feels a smile grow on his face.

“Also, I don’t mean to be nosy, but who was your first kiss?”

Kyle was really hoping Stan wouldn’t ask that. 

“She would get mad if I told you.”

Is all Kyle replies with.

“That’s okay.”

Kyle continues with his rant.

“I’m going through so much right now though. I hate being trans so much, I’m so jealous of everyone who isn’t tbh.”

“I’m sorry, I’m glad you are telling me so I can try my best to help you through it.”

Kyle sighs. How can Stan be so kind to him? Like he said before, he really doesn’t deserve to be best friends with such a sweet boy.

“I love you so much, you’re like the light of my life.”

Kyle jokes, smiling while thinking about hanging out with Stan. 

Suddenly, theres a loud knock at the door. “Kyle? Kyle, are you in there?” “Oh shit, it’s mom!” He thinks. “Yeah!” He replies, trying not to have his voice break from the crying that was happening before. “Kyle, we’re going to the pool soon. Ike and Dad already left. Do you want to come? I know you’re uncomfortable at the pool-” “I’ll go. Give me a second, though.” Kyle grumbles, sitting up and wiping his tears with the back of his hand. He would be looking foward to the pool- he really loves to swim- but lately he’s been so uncomfortable going, like his mom said. He hates going because he doesn’t know what to wear, and if he wears his binder with his trunks people give him such weird looks. He changes into the clothes nonetheless and steps outside the bathroom, arms crossing over his chest.

Shiela must have noticed he was insecure, because she went up to him and hugged him. “You are such a wonderful son, Kyle.” Kyle feels his stomach turn as he tries his best to hold back his tears, but they spill out again. Instead this time, he isn’t silent. His sobs are loud as he holds onto his mother. She lets go of the hug and walks him to sit on the edge of the bed together. “Are you okay? Is there anything I can do?” She asks. He shakes his head, wiping his tears. “Can we just stay like this for a while?” He asks. “Of course.”

AO3 Link: You’re like the light of my life

Wattpad Link: You’re like the light of my life

#trans #transgender #gay #trans man #ao3 fanfic #trans kyle broflovski #kyle south park #south park #south park kyle #asexual #aroace #confused #sexuality crisis #stan marsh #stanley marsh #sp style #south park stan #wendy testaburger #south park cartman #eric cartman #stendy #fanfiction #trans male headcanon #angst with a happy ending #sort of #jealous kyle broflovski

[frankieispunkk]

The intimacy of being understood by someone.

Marcus pike x plus-sized fem autistic reader

Reader has no physical description apart from being plus-sized and having short to medium length hair

This is my first fic so plz be kind I love this man so much 🥹 this will be part one,I might do more parts:)) all will be pov of reader :)

I wake up an hour before my alarm,typical. I stretch over to check the time and my phone flashes 5:30am,I guess I could just sit here and wallow in depression for an hour. NO I NEED TO STOP THAT ITS MY FIRST DAY IN A NEW JOB! I didn’t move half way across the fucking world for nothing! I sigh and motivate myself to get in the shower,what a day already. After the shower I’m greeted by my cat whiskey,”you hungry buddy?” He meows,yeah me too. Getting dressed into my “work clothes” I do a mental check list,shower? Check? Feed whiskey? Just about to do. Check your phone is FULLY CHARGED! I glance at my phone,yep 100 percent. Check to see if AirPods are also fully charged! Check. I go to the rucksack at the end of my bed,have I got everything? Ok,water? In the fridge. Binders and notebook,yep,chargers,yep. Lunch? I’ll pick some up on the way. Ok I’m good,I’m ok,everything is going to be alright. I say to myself as I exit the bedroom to feed myself and whiskey. I glance at the time,6:30. Cool. After feeding whiskey I grab myself some breakfast and sit down,feeling very anxious about the day ahead…I shouldn’t really call mum but I need too…

She picks up after the second attempt “hey mum”

“Hi baby! How’s America?”

Yeah all good,I’ve settled in now,but it’s the first day of my new job today and I’m really nervous”

“Oh sweetie,just remember the routine we put in place ok? Check your things as many times as you need,remember to breathe ok? You will smash it I promise,you’re are so amazing baby,I’m so proud of you”

“Thanks mum I’m just worried people will think I’m weird or I fuck the whole thing up,I love you so much”

“You won’t,and I love you too. You go smash them girl!”

“I’ll try! I got to go now mum I’ll text you later!”

I take a deep breath and count all my things again,right time for me to go bud,I stroke whiskey and give him a kiss on the head

Navigating DC is bad at the best of times but at rush hour,when you don’t know the place,it’s hell. I feel my breath quicken and my palms go clammy,”not now not now”I say to myself but it’s too late,I’m having a full on panic attack in the middle of dc trying to navigate the fucking subway. Suddenly I hear a voice,”hey,hey sweetheart can you hear me?” Shit i didn’t realise I fell,my vision and hearing are muffled but I hear a man talking.he bends down to my level so he’s not so intimidating…suddenly all my senses are heightened again,and I suddenly become aware of my surroundings…there’s a few people crowded around me,the man who’s voice I heard is kneeling next to me…holy shit I feel so embarrassed…he’s gorgeous..he has the most beautiful deep brown eyes his whole face looks like it’s been carved by the gods. “Hey you with me” he looks up at me with those beautiful…but weirdly very caring eyes… “I’m sorry I don’t know what happened” i babble…”you fell over,luckily I don’t think you’re injured”he smiles reassuringly. “Do you know what caused it?” He asks softly,”I don’t know,one minute I was walking around trying to find the subway,next minute I’m on the ground with multiple people standing around me” “don’t worry I made sure they all got on their way,most of them are just nosy anyway,don’t actually care what’s happening,where abouts were you going?”

“To the greens,it’s my first day at work”. Suddenly I remember that I’m probably now hours late for work and I’m just sitting in the middle of the street talking to a stranger…that potentially saved my life. “SHIT IM SO LATE FOR WORK MY BOSS IS GOING TO KILL ME”I suddenly start to panic again,tears streaming down my face. “Hey,hey look at me breathe ok,breathe with me he places my hand on his chest and I copy his breathing…”I’m sorry you probably think I’m some sort of freak” I mutter after I calm down again. “Not at all,we all have anxiety,myself included.i remember the first day I came to DC,i spent 5 minutes out here then I locked myself in the house for 2 weeks.” “I’m Marcus by the way.” You must be Daisy?” I saw on your name tag.

“Yeah…it’s nice to meet you Marcus,thank you for everything”

“It’s no problem,also it looks like we work in the same place! Marcus pulls out his fbi name badge

“Omg that’s such a coincidence,but why me? Why did you stop to help me?

“ because you looked like you needed help,you almost looked in pain,and I wanted to help you. Marcus says softly.

this time we both were walking through the crowded streets of DC. It felt better with someone next to me.

Thank you,so much. I’m not going to lie,I think it was a panic attack,I haven’t had one in years,but I think with the move and the change of routine it all just hit me at once. I’m sorry you had to see me like that,I laugh hoping to make the air less awkward . god this man is beautiful,and kind to! And he works with me? God I need to pull myself together.

“Don’t worry about it and yeah I kinda guessed that,panic attacks can be so scary and vicious sometimes can’t they?”

“You can say that again”

By time we finish our conversation we are on the subway train. I nervously bob my leg up and down

“Hey it’s going to be ok!” Marcus reassures me.

“Can I be honest with you Marcus?”

“ sure” he smiles

“I think I would still be freezing to death on that pavement if it wasn’t for you” I laugh softly

“A cop or someone like that would of found you I’m no hero I promise”he winks

Fuck that was sexy,I’m already falling for this man and it’s been what 2 hours? He is probably married I need to stop.

“But you did save my life” “well it felt like you did”

He blushes “I really didn’t”

“Let me take you out for dinner” I blurt out. Shit did I really just say that??

“Only If you let me pay” Marcus smiles big “honestly was thinking of asking you out for dinner,your beautiful”

“ Wait really”

“Yes”he chuckles,”come on this is our stop”

#marcus pike x reader #marcus pike #marcus pike fic #marcus pike x you

[myhero20]

Gang orca X Reader 18+

you guys are gonna ignore this so watch your back

Im not giving warning but yes there are a couple

Little backstory “Tatakai“Shirakima ☜︎ look up

She is a 17 year old that was kicked out at age 15 for not sharing her paycheck with her parents for rent making her fight and scrounge for money and life for survival making her cautions

Story time

You were looking for your 7th job sick of men thinking they can control you as a woman   

You walked to the train satiation when you saw the train was broken when you said there goes that interview

Sitting down for a while you smelled the ocean when you stood up going wanting to take a walk

You walked through the smooth sand watching the waves crash when you looked around seeing nobody you took off your dress getting into the water to your chest

After swimming for a while you wanted to get out but felt ripples when you heard a deep close voice say getting out already

You turned around punching him hard he knocked into the water when you quickly ran out of the water running home never looking back

Next Morning

You got a call from gang orca's agency when you said oh no

You still answered saying hello you heard a British voice say hello madam is this Tatakai Shirakima you panicked but said yes this is she

He paused saying would you be available to meet with Mr.Orca this evening at 11 you nodded realizing you were on the phone saying yes thank you he sighted saying excellent hope you have a wonderful evening

You were down the street seeing the masculine whale on the big building getting courage you walked the rest of the mile waiting in the lobby

You were waiting when you saw the whale get off the elevator walking towards you when you got your stress ball squeezing it lifeless

You guys were up in his office when he said you want to be my secretary you looked at him shocked when you said no I can't you went to get up to the door

Gang Orca slammed the door shut saying you're not leaving unless I say you can and you haven't told you the weekly paycheck

You turned around looking up at the giant saying how much he smiled saying $1,300 you gasped saying absolutely not that's weekly I don't need that much

He laughed saying I'm also paying you so I can look at you so you ok with the price now you were unsure when he said what's wrong you signed saying I don't have clothes for a fancy job like this he smiled saying don't worry I got it covered

You nodded saying you also can't touch me in any private space he smiled saying ok you nodded leaving Gang orca watched which ways you went when yelled Vinca I need a outfit by tomorrow but not for me

You walked in the elevator going up everyone was looking when you went into Orca's office he stood up saying here's your suit he held it up when you said that's pretty thank you sir

You guys were trying it on when you saw your thighs were stretching out the pants you felt your stomach twist his assistance took your clothes away and put them in his office

You were about to break down when Gang orca said Tatakai you ok you said no you're voice breaking when he said what's wrong you held your breath stopping tears saying I can't get my thighs in the pants

Gang orca sighed saying can I see not in a weird way I promise you opened the door when he looked at your head down and the tears running along your face he wiped them saying can I have the pants you took off the pants hanging them when he said for now you can wear your jeans

You walked out to gang orca's office hearing him yell I don't care I want the damn pants in a wider size

You flinched when he slammed the phone you sat down in the fancy black chair when you said sir

He looked up saying yes you looked down saying I'm sorry I started trouble already he got up saying no you're fine my assistant is an idiot my old one was better you nodded looking up

You walked around with a binder when you sat at your desk giving you a perfect view of Gang orca him seeing you as well

You were typing when someone popped in saying hi your new right well be careful Orca has a thing for the fleshy ones you smiled saying ok thank you they smiled leaving

You looked at orca's office seeing it was new blacked out you looked at your computer feeling a tear fall as you wiped it quickly

You were swamped everyone piled stuff on you because you were new till Orca said if I see one more person put something on the secretary's desk I swear you're fired do your own damn work

You did some of the work since it was easy till you heard two people talking I heard orca only hired her just to fuck and look at

You wanted to cry everyone said these things when you were near they knew what they were talking about and you were a doll

You had your final straw when someone said Orca has been protective of the new girl bet you they're fucking

You waited till you went to Orca's office in tears you closed the door seeing he was working you yelled at him saying you don't actually want me here do you

He stood up saying you better lower that tone little girl you sniffed saying do you know what everybody is saying about me and you they don't even care I'm sitting right there he looked at his windows when you looked seeing he could see everybody you gasped when he said who said what I'll fire them you wiped your tears saying no I'm sorry but I don't have a shield around me I'm sensitive so I quit

You went to walk away till Orca grabbed you saying Tatakai please don't leave I'm sorry I'll protect you I promise just don't leave you cried saying I can't Orca everybody here hates me you can keep my paycheck but I'm leaving

You sat at home laying in bed thinking of orca he was a big man protecting and maybe sweet even but those people were toxic

You were about to get ready for bed when there was a knock you looked seeing Orca you opened the door when he looked down at your baggy shirt and shorts when you said come in

You and orca were on the sofa when he said I really did miss you today you hummed saying what about everyone else was there a party he sighed nodding when you said I didn't belong there

Orca growled saying you didn't I'm sorry I was selfish you belong with me you backed away saying I said what I said before don't touch me in personal places he sighed saying I know but can I once

You were on his lap saying I think this is enough he gripped your hips saying I think not you whined saying Orca stop let go this isn't ok stop you screamed

He let go saying I'm sorry but I just want you so bad please you're driving me crazy you got off saying maybe you should go

Orca got up I should but can you just tell me you don't feel anything for me please you sighed saying I can't he looked up seeing you looking at the ground he held your hands saying then let me at least show you how much I love you

Orca picked you up laying you on the couch he took off your shorts till you stopped him saying wait no I didn't shave he kissed your thigh whispering I don't care

He looped his fingers around your shorts when you said I smell down there I try fixing it but it doesn't work he inhaled saying I'm a whale I love fish and anything ocean related he pulled off your shorts not listening to you when he dove in eating you out while you squirmed and yelled out

Orca reached up grabbing your hand when you said I can't take anymore please stop Orca please you squirmed one last time till Orca got up laying next to you when you felt his silky hand go up your body you whined saying Orca he curved around your boobs when he pinched your nipples you moaned arching your back

He let go saying I'll be right back you grabbed him saying where are you going I'm sorry I'll be better he rubbed your sensitive clit saying I'm done with you yet darling

Orca washed his mouth coming back seeing you crying he laid next to you saying hey hey it's ok I'm back you looked at him when he noticed your arm moving around he moved the blanket off your knees that were up seeing you thrusting your fingers in your hole he saw you crying from being overwhelmed but you couldn't get your finishing spot

He put in two finger when you cried out saying to big please Orca stop Orca put one finger when you said wait you passed it please go back

Orca dragged his finger back when you said right there please you moved around Orca held you down saying you're gonna make me lose the spot you looked at him saying I'm sorry just please make me cum one more time

Orca rubbed into your spot when you arched your back saying please stop I can't take it it's to much please Orca held you don't and kept going when you started grabbing the couch when you said I think I'm gonna cum

You cum dumped on the couch when you said I never did that before he stroked your face saying good let's get you cleaned up you whined saying I'm to tired to walk he kissed your neck whispering I never said you had to

Orca picked you up putting you in the tub saying what type of water you groaned saying warm a little cold he nodded saying bubbles you nodded

You felt the bubbles around your body when you fell asleep till you heard Orca get up you grabbed out for him saying get in please lay with me you like water right

Orca undressed till he got behind you laying out you turned around looking so fucked drunk you got on his lap laying on his chest when he rubbed your back saying how sensitive are you right now huh

Orca touched down to your clit when you put your hands on his chest crying out when you said no I'm to sensitive Orca stop saying sorry darling I wanted to test if you could handle this Orca put your hand on his cock and let you feel the whole length you gasped saying that would not fit way to big Orca stroked your hair saying it's ok darling go to sleep

Next morning

You woke up in different clothes and alone in your bed you got up saying Orca you checked your phone seeing is was Thursday 3:58 P.M getting up you went to the kitchen grabbing a juice when you heard a knock at the door you walked over you opened the door seeing one of the people from Gangs Orcas agency you looked at him confused when he said fuck you throwing a pie in your face that had lemon in it making your eyes burn

#my hero acedamia #my hero headcanons #gang orca #gang orca smut #gang orca x reader #gang orca x #reader x #reader x smut #mha x reader #smut mha x reader

[strawbrygashez]

hii! if tyler and the narrator went on vacation where do you think they would go? and how do you think they would act? eg the narrator stressing about making sure he has packed everything etc (hope your doing okay!!)

Thank u!!! I’ll probably feel better later on 🥲🥲I just need to focus on other stuff so I don’t think too hard about what happened lolll SO ANYWAYS

I THINK… they wouldn’t have any places shared they’d wanna go in mind. What I mean by that is like Tyler wants to go to small towns and random states for no particular place to see or stay, while the narrator would wanna go to the places that are advertised as ur usual ideal vacation spots.

Not that narrator wants to feel like he’s living lavishly again (tho he lowkey likes taking small breaks from their house that’s falling apart) but he does wanna treat Tyler to amazing views, places and luxury even tho Tyler would ‘hate’ hearing that lol. So like Tyler would say he wants to go to texas while the narrator would say he wants to go Hawaii.

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•Jack would definitely get stressed a bit about making sure they both have packed everything.. but I feel like at least once Tyler has told him to “stop worrying man! Just live!!!” And Jack listened.. and that happened to be the trip where they both left a bunch of important things at home. Plus I think Jack would pack Tylers bag for him because Tyler ‘doesn’t care’.. so Tyler is without clean socks, boxers and his small amount of self care products. Which would probably earn Jack a smack on the back of his head and Tyler acting cold to him for a bit smh 🤦‍♀️

•Tyler would wanna take a lot of pictures!!! Of himself, Jack, them together, weird shit they see, and etc. he probably took pictures that don’t even make any sense too like a zoom in of one of Jacks eyes 🤨 He really loves filming and taking pictures I think!!!!!!! Maybe that’s part of the reason he works in a movie theater…he’d wanna do something where he could film/take pictures as a job but just never really went out of his way to go down that path for some reason. (Sorry im getting off track & rambling lol)

Anyways he has a picture binder thing he stole that he keeps all the pictures in! And will talk about them all & show them off to anyone even if they don’t care lol.

•Jack would take a little souvenir if he could. Like the stuff you buy. But Tyler wouldn’t like that so Narrator just takes like a small rock off the ground somewhere and maybe hides that he did from him 💀 bc Tyler and his rants about possessions.

Tyler allowed himself ONCE to get one of those keychain things that has random names on it because he found one that said Tyler that was hot pink and glittery.

•Tyler loves to try new food from different places! Jack sticks to things that are familiar to him bc autism but Tyler loves ordering just anything that sounds interesting or new (also bc Tyler has AUTISM! He likes to seek out new sensory stuff while Jack likes to stay with what he knows)

•Assuming if they just drove somewhere together, Tyler is obviously the one driving while Jack is doing everything else. Passing him snacks (and probably feeding him), reading directions, changing the music, ‘keeping him awake’ by uh… being a little handsy and uhh uhm I won’t say what else 👀👀 BUT YEAH he’s doing everything while Tyler drives.

Tyler honestly gets kinda mad that Jack doesn’t trust him driving.. he only crashed a car once on purpose… Jeez 🙄

#asks #sorry if this doesn’t make sense or reads weird I’m kinda all jumbled up in my head rn 🥲🥲 #and it’s kinda short.. I might talk more about this kinda a stuff later!

[genderqueerdykes]

Binder advice needed!

After hearing how unsafe gc2b binders have been lately, I decided to replace mine with an underworks one just in case. But it's super uncomfortable for some reason! The straps leave literal marks on my shoulders that hurt like hell.

I'm not sure if I should size up or look into a different brand, so if you've tried it or know someone who has, I'd love to hear a second opinion. Thanks!

im sorry to hear about the difficulty in binding, i found it to be super difficult to find a binder that fits without digging into my body as well- i remember mine digging into my shoulders particularly

i do believe you need to size up- i remember from reading charts that often times most people have to go 1 size up higher than they think they do and they really mean it. when i ordered my first one it was way, way too small like that. if you have the funds or access to some i highly recommend trying a bigger size since you rly don't wanna risk damaging blood vessels, tissue, muscles, etc. by squishing them and having lines in your skin like that all the time

best of luck, i hope you're able to find something that works. i'm glad you got something from underworks, i used them back in 2014 for some compression shorts and a binder and i've heard they're still very reputable!

if anyone has any advice or help for this person pls let us know

#asks #answers #binding #chest binding #transmasculine #transmasc #transneutral #transneu #nonbinary #enby

[insomnaticwilmon]

you said you had some stories about your ex you really wanted to tell? (if you’re comfortable with that, ofc- feel free to ignore this)

Edit: THIS IS LONG AS FUCK IM SO SORRY- don’t read unless you want trauma(?) dumping about my ex :) this was a straight up therapy session, I broke all the “don’t trauma dump on the internet” rule. I apologize. Still posting it tho. Good luck :)

👀 which ex- the one I was talking about was my most recent, our relationship lasted a year and a half, we met online and met about 8 months or so in our relationship maybe less, I saw her twice in a matter of a year and a half, both for a week at a time I stayed at her house on whatever break I had available at the time, I think it was fall break and winter. SO NOW THAT BACKGROUND IS OVER.

She had a HUGE issue with me going to school- like any time I talked about it she was mad, any time I talked about wanting to go to college she would try and convince me not to go saying it was useless and it would be idiotic to go because education doesn’t matter because you die either way. We didn’t have many issues (at least ones that were brought up at the time we dated) but this was one of them. Just… me going to school. When I would try talking about it she said VERBATIM “don’t talk about school it makes me sad.” Because she dropped out.

Another was me working. I started worked at 16 and I’m 18 now. 17 when we broke up. I started working and applying to jobs when we were dating, this was when we started to have issues. I’d text her at work, I’d call at school but it never seemed to be enough, she needed to have all of my time or it wasn’t enough. It was getting to the point when I would literally count the minutes of the day I had alone. I still remember. 10 in the morning, 7 when I walked to work, if she didn’t call, and maybe 15 minutes before she called when I got home. This wouldn’t of been an issue but whenever I wanted to go to a school event or work an extra hour or just go out with friends it became a fight and I isolated myself so bad that my friends legitimately held a literal intervention. Sat me down and told me something had to change because I wasn’t my self anymore.

The next thing was therapy. She had.. issues which I won’t share on the internet but they were major and she needed help, something I couldn’t provide her, that I was probably too young to handle at the time, honestly anyone would be too young to handle, including her. Anyway 💅🏻 there were always two sides, I didn’t have it bad enough to need therapy and I shouldn’t go and that she needed it for years and never got it and I just got it when I asked for it OR that I was bipolar and impulsive,m and “crazy” when I did stuff like dye my hair or hang out with friends.

Lol this is long as fuck I’m sorry-

When I tried to tell her that I was gender whatever the fuck I am. Basically tried telling her I wanted to buy a binder and she told me as soon as the words left my mouth that she just couldn’t handle that and it was too much for her.

There was other things like this, like I was expected to handle everything she threw at me and basically got into trouble when I couldn’t handle her breakdowns or mental issues and tried my best but didn’t know what to do, but she always told me my depression or anxiety was nothing and there was no reason for me to have them. And when she told me I didn’t have enough trauma, and then I told her more, she said it was too upsetting to hear.

Also I’m 99% sure she cheated on me. She definitely emotionally cheated on me but I think she also slept with someone else.

WHICH IS JUST A WHOLE OTHER STORY, should I tell it? Hmmmm? Ask me if you want me to share it idc I will. No filter. Not one.

She slept with someone else 12 hours after we broke up and then called me crying about how this other girl didn’t like her and how bipolar she must be because “how can you sleep with someone but not like them.” And how much she liked her and then I asked why the hell she was talking to me about this when we had JUST broken up. We broke up, I went to bed, got to work and she called me doing this- it was weird. She also stayed at her house for two or three days before this happened 🫠

Some other stuff that didn’t bother me as much is that she smoked and did drugs, she’s actually the one who introduced me to weed. But she did it in excess, like every 30 minutes she would get high, every few hours she would smoke a cigarette, every other night she would drink. Her and her friends would get smashed. She was 16-18 when I knew her.

ALSO WE WATCHED YOUNG ROYALS TOGETHER AFTER WE BROKE UP, I WATCHED IT LIKE FIVE TIMES BEFORE THAT BUT WE LIKED IT TOGETHER AND I HATE THAT.

she also texted me 6 months after we broke up saying I was a dumb bitch.

The funny part is my first girlfriend, my other ex, WAY WORSE 🥴

I have some wild ass hookup stories too. I’m bored and willing to share everything on the internet so WHY NOT-

I feel as if you were probably looking for fun light hearted stories- sorry anon! I think I have some if I look hard enough in my file cabinet brain!

#can you tell z is sleepy and bored as fuck #z needs to stop sharing their entire fucking business on the internet #enjoy my shitty ex #tw mention of depression #tw mention of just fucking shitty ex number 2

[jjmaybankshousekeeping]

why can’t i be like the other boys - pandora rosier

summary - yn is feeling major dysmorphia. pandora helps them and makes a deal to help with it.

warnings - panic attacks, body dysmorphia, crying. i think that’s it.

a/n - if there are any trans people or plus size people struggling with body dysmorphia, please do not read this right now as there are very negative thoughts mentioned in this post. my dms are open if anyone wants to talk.

post number - 9

word count - 839

reader - trans male, pre-transition, plus sized.

you and stared into your mirror; why couldn’t you just be like the other boys. why were you born in the wrong body? why couldn’t you just be flat? all of the thoughts racing around your head were getting to you.

‘you’re too fat.’

‘you’re not a real boy.’

‘they’ll never treat you like the other guys.’

‘deadname’

‘a real boy has a flat chest’

all of the false information in your head drove you nuts; tears fell from your eyes to the floor faster than you could say ‘expelliarmus’. your breathing got faster and your breath became heavier.

the salty tears fell onto your lips, making it harder to focus on your breathing.

suddenly, the door to your dorm room opened, and you couldn’t even control your emotions enough to bother trying to hide what was happening from which ever one of your roommates came in.

“yn? what’s wrong?” the familiar voice of pandora rosier spoke to you, “what happened?”

pandora sat down next to you and immediately pulled you into a hug.

“what’s going on?” she quickly realised that you couldn’t breathe properly and pulled away from you.

she held your hands, giving you a soft squeeze of reassurance that everything would be okay.

“deep breaths, okay?” her soft voice rang, your ears were ringing, and her face was spinning softly and had duplicated by now.

“inhale, exhale.”

you followed her breathing pattern, slowing down your breathing, bringing it back to normal, along with your vision and hearing.

“that’s better. can you tell me what’s wrong? it’s okay if you’re not comfortable talking about it. i’m here to talk - or just to listen if you need me though. always.”

you open your mouth to speak but no words come out, just a small squeak. you sighed, as tears came to your eyes again.

this time pandora pulled you into a tight hug, knowing you needed it, and softly rubbed your back.

“everything’s gonna be okay, yn. i’m here for you.”

you pulled away, now ready to talk, “i hate myself- im not a real boy, and i never will be, nothings gonna change that. i can’t make myself flat - i’ve tried it all, binders, spells that are too difficult for me to do, tape, clingfilm, literally everything and nothing works.” you ranted.

pandoras eyes softened, listening to your voice break as you spoke, “why don’t the binders work? i thought they were meant to be one of the best things?”

“they are!” you accidentally raised your voice, “sorry. i- they-“

“it’s okay. i’m listening.”

“i’m too fat. they don’t fit me. even the large sizes. i hate that nowhere does bigger sizes than a large and i hate myself for not fitting into the biggest size.”

“please don’t talk about yourself like that. you really shouldn’t use the word fat as a way to insult yourself. it’s not a bad word, you know?” pandora reassured, “it’s just a word that people try to make sound bad, but it’s not, it’s just a word. you are perfect no matter how you look. yes, you’re a plus size guy, but do you realise how many men are too? millions! take peter as an example, he’s plus size - he doesn’t care; i know you’re not him, but if you just look at how happy he is, you can be that happy, just don’t let your body bother you. your body is beautiful no matter how big, or small it is.”

your mouth opened in awe, you didn’t know what to say, “but i’m not flat either, peter can’t relate to that.”

“how about this, if you can do one thing for me, i’ll measure you and make you a binder that fits you perfectly?”

“what’s the one thing?” you asked, concerned it would be something you couldn’t do.

“every day when you wake up, say something nice about yourself, maybe a couple things, doesn’t matter if you don’t mean it. you don’t even have to believe it. just say it. eventually you’ll trick your brain into believing the things you don’t believe and you’ll thing good things about yourself.”

you chuckled, “you don’t really thing that works, do you.”

“it does.” pandora raised her point, “i do it all the time, have been since i was a kid. and i got reggie doing it - he used to despise himself, and the way he looks. he hated that he wasn’t flat for so long, even though he is now cause of the spells he learnt, he wasn’t for a long time, but he learnt to love his body even before, and after, by saying nice things to himself.”

“okay. i’ll do it.”

pandora’s smiles beamed, “excellent! i’ll get making your binder first thing saturday. so only a few days; i should have it done by monday or tuesday!”

you pulled her into a tight hug, squeezing her slightly, “thank you.” you whispered.

“no problem.”

“i love you, pandora. you’re the best friend i could ever ask for.”

#pandora #pandora love good #pandora lovegood #pandora rosier #peter pettigrew #regulus black #pandora rosier x reader #friends #fluff #angst #jjmaybankshousekeeping #marauders #trans #lgbtq #lgbtqia #lgbt #lgbt fic #lgbtq fic #lgbtqia fic #fyp #for you page #for you #fypツ

[ed-recovery-affirmations]

im sorry if this is hard to answer but i was anorexic for nearly four years before... idk my life got good enough that i decided recovery was worth it. im in a really good place right now.

im a trans guy with unsupportive parents tho, and they decided to send me to an all girls private catholic school next year. i know a trans guy who goes there and he relapsed this year and its so toxic there thar he had to transfer out.

i know i cant handle this place, nor can i change my parents mind, so how do i minimize the damage next year? how do i get through this alive? what can i do to stay as healthy as possible while in relapse? i need to prepare to be as healthy as i can. and pls none of the bullshit like ’talk to a friend’ or ’just eat’ it. it does not help.

thanks so much, you dont have to reply if you dont want to, im just so fucking scared because i have 4 more months of being recovered at best and i dont want to go back.

Oh man. That is a really tough situation you're in. I'm so sorry to hear that your parents don't want to put you in a supportive environment.

Is there anything you can control about the situation? For example, does the school offer uniform pants? I know a lot of religious schools have traditionally only offered skirts for AFAB students, but a lot of them have been shifting to offering pants as a part of the uniform. Do you have any flexibility with shoe choice and hairstyle? You could also opt to size up with your shirt choice and to pair it with sports bras, which tend to minimize breast size if that is a dysphoria trigger for you. I know that consistent binding is not safe, but if you can get a proper binder, perhaps you can wear it safely during school hours to feel a little more in-control in that environment. Idk if it'd be worth it to risk punishment by cutting your own hair or adopting a gender-neutral nickname, but perhaps you could give yourself a pixie cut that looks neutral and feels less traditionally "girly" if you haven't already.

If you can't get the control of your outfit that you need, perhaps I could help find recommendations of social media accounts of men, both cis and trans, who wear skirts and/or do things that aren't traditionally "masculine." Just to help you keep affirming to yourself that clothes don't necessarily make a man a man, and if a man wears a skirt then it's a man's skirt. Consuming this content might help you feel less alone this school year.

This friend might be able to be a resource to you by warning you about what was hardest to handle about this school environment/what you can avoid vs. what you can seek out. If they have a theater department and you're allowed extracurriculars, I'd suggest you join that for the camaraderie. In my experience, a lot of closeted queer kids group together in theater.

I wasn't trans, but I was a neurodivergent kid who didn't quite "fit in" and I can say that I often took my lunch to the school library rather than trying to find cafeteria seating with people I didn't know well. You might find comfort in books like I did, or spend time writing for yourself. (You might want to destroy some of your writings as I did in order to avoid the repercussions of snooping parents, but even the act can be so, so therapeutic and self-affirming.) Outside of school, if you can manage to peruse/buy queer books and sneak them into school, you might have some good solidarity reads to get you through that environment. You could even just memorize your most affirming quotes and write them/draw art/print out pics of fave trans icons and decorate the insides of your binders and notebooks with them. Just find what affirms you and do it as much as you possibly can.

I think that finding trans-affirming activity you can do, even under the radar, will be key in maintaining both your mental health and your bodily self-esteem. That's one of the reasons I recommended taking your lunch to the library or to find another space that feels safe. It might be easier to eat, and to perform the mental self-care necessary for semi-healthy eating patterns, if you are in a safe space, even if that safe space has to be self-created. You could try internally repeating the following affirmations at school, especially before and during eating:

"The clothes I am wearing are a man's clothes, because I am a man and I'm wearing them."

"Toxic peoples' perception of me does not determine who I am. I know who I am and I know my worth."

"I will not be here forever. There have been so many queer icons who've been where I am and blossomed after. There is life after high school."

"It's not right that this time has been taken from me, but there will be better times in the future and I deserve them."

"Feeling bad doesn't mean I don't deserve to eat. Actualizing my negative body feelings will only make them worse. I deserve to feel good in my body."

"I can invest in my future. I will invest in my future."

This may be the subject of another post, but what is your relationship to religion? You may be just needing to get out entirely, which is valid, but you should also know that there are queer-affirming pastors and churches out there. If you are stuck in an environment where prayer and religious study is enforced and required, I might be able to recommend some sources that could give you covertly affirming prayers to focus on during that time. However, if you just need out of religion entirely, which some religion-traumatized people do, the above affirmations are religion-neutral and you could try to focus on those during prayer times.

It may feel affirming to focus on your future, OP. One of these days you will be out of school and will have control over yourself and financial freedom too. It might be worth looking into starting points in your area. Investing in your future may help you feel like there is something to keep fighting for, and like investing in your wellness has worth. It is self-affirming to invest in your future because you are sending the message to yourself that you are worthy of having a good future and that you are strong enough to fight for it.

Please feel free to follow up and be in touch for more support. I care about your well-being and I'm sure there are others out there who've been through things like this and can offer support. And while I'm not trans myself, I have other followers who are, and to other followers - I would love to get your input on things that can help this guy! Perhaps you can just be in touch with him and offer companionship and solidarity.

#ed recovery #healing #gender dysphoria #gender affirming #trans posi #long post

[animealways]

oh the irony

oc x oc/yulivia lilienne boonchuy get a chance with her crush

Lily was sitting under the bleachers completely ignorant to the hot blonde cheerleader walking towords her.

''hey umm can i sit here?'' ''uh yeah sure.''

lily put down her videogame, kinda confused as to why emma the principal daughter decided to sit here. she almost wanted to check her good eye (she is blind in her right eye due to a childhood incident and cover it up with a black binder eye patch)

''sorry to bother you, i know this is sort of your spot.'' lily raised a eyebrow at that as her heart was beating so hard she could practicly feel it jump out of her chest. ''i mean, i see you around during games and sometimes even practices.''

''so uhh why did you come here..?'' lily slightly tilted her head while asking the question. she tried hard to keep her cool while talking to her crush. ''hehe fair question, i just wanted to get away from the noise i guess.'' that only confused lily more.

''uhh not to be rude but isn't that what you sign up for, i mean with the games and cheering you guys have to do?''

''okaay well, y-yeah thats a fair point, you are signing for noise i guess. when i wanted to sign up i thought more of it as a sport. kinda stupid i didn't think about everything els, i guess. i just wanted to do the tricks and stuff.'' emma looked around abit. ''its very peacefull here, you can still see the game but with more space.''

...

''uhh yeah its nice. thats why i sit here alot. hehehe...'' son of a slug was that ackward. lily cursed mentally at herself for that. ''uhh sorry, my name is emma and you?''

''im lily.'' she gave small smile that hopefully looked genuine. ''well nice to finally know your name.''

''oh?'' ''yeah i noticed you're under the bleachers pretty often, others have too. its always like 'who is that?' pretty mysterious. i actually think some of the girls on the team are scared of you.''

what els is new. lily thought to herself with the punk/goth/emo esthetic she had, it wouldn't be the first time someone judge her based on clothes alone.

''but that only made me want to sit here more, i guess im curious. uh sorry, i'm probably weirding you out. you sit here all the time and now this random cheerleader comes here in your sp-''

''no! its... its fine, you can come sit here whenever you want.'' lily cut her off in fear that emma walks away and that she might never get a good reason to talk to her again. ''i-i mean its not like i own the bleachers. would me kinda rude if a told you off just for wanting to sit here,''

''i suppose you're right but i assume you sit here alone for a reason.'' well she isn't wrong, lily told herself. there was silcent before lily decided to ask her a probably ackward question. ''so uh are you alright. i kinda saw the captain screaming at you...''

''ah you noticed, huh. yeah, i also came here to get away from her. alot of the girls on the team are nice though. they aren't like the cheerleaders in the movies and stuff but our captain is a very different story. i needed to get away from her and this seemed like a nice place. i also was curious to know who you are, so i killed 2 birds with 1 stone i guess.''

lily looked at the ground before asking emma another question. ''sooo did i live up to you're expections or..?''

''uh yeah you did and more actually.'' ''i did?'' lily asked confused again.

''well yeah~, i expected you to tell me to 'fuck off' actually.'' lily eyebrows got closer to each other. do i really look like that type of person? she mutter under her breath, soft enough for emma not to hear. ''like this random cheerleader with her pompomps and her bright ass uniform comes over to the cool kid sitting under the bleachers and just..''

what did she just call me? she thinks i'm cool? lily eyes widen at the words. ''i don't think most people would consider the girl that wears all black clothes, black eyeshadow, black eyeliner and leather jackets almost every single day 'the cool kid'.'' most people label her as creepy or something along those lines.

''yeah well, i think you're cool. its pretty obivious you no one is going to change you anytime soon.'' she shrugged and lily hold herself back from making the biggest grin ever. ''as a cheerleader you kinda just grouped together and seen as the same.''

''i don't think you're the same as the other cheerleaders, after all the fact you're sitting here talking to me kinda proves it.''

''okay, touche most cheerleaders wouldn't go and talk to the mystery kid under the bleachers. i guess that does make me different.'' emma smiled.

''well you have been asking me alot of question, wich makes sense i am the 1 that came over here. but i always wondered why do you sit under the bleachers? you don't seem like the type to care for sport games or my cheer practices or am i wrong?'' lily started to pick at the gras infront of her, a habit she had whenever she didn't want to answer something.

''o-oh i like doing... stuff underneath here...'' oh real smooth, lily thought to herself.

''its fine, you don't have to tell. if you didn't i would have never talked to you. you seem cool, way nicer then my captain for sure.'' emma pointed to the usual traning spot for the cheerleaders.

''i mean you could try for captain if she that bad.''

emma eyes widen at your words. ''i can't just become the cheer captain. its put to a vote? i think? honestly i'm not even sure. she's just always been the captain.''

lily leaned forword abit liking the conversation is going. ''well maybe its time to change it up abit and for someone els to step up.''

emma smiled at what lily was implying. ''maybe i will, don't know how but it be pretty cool. i would definitley stop with the 'punny' cheers and focus more skill, dear god i don't know where she gets those from.''

lily giggled at the comment and emma couldn't help but notice how different lily looked as she giggled. she looks pretty cute wich says alot about someone that is competely coverd in black and wearing silver chains, earings and rings. ''yeahhh, it be nice to not hear something about claws everytime another school with a cat like mascot came over.''

''ugh i know, i try so hard not to cringe when i hear them. the pompomps are a perk though, swinging these around is more fun then most people think. i should leave though, i took enough of your time.''

''its fine, you can stay.'' lily waved her hand around trying to seem casual. ''you sure?''

''yeah i like talking to you. unless the others are looking for then you can go...''

''oh them? i'm pretty sure they saw me walk over here and thought i was crazy but that doesn't matter. they're missing out anyway. you're really friendly up close and cute at that.'' oh frog she called me cute lily bite her lip not letting her emotions get he better of her. ''oh you're just flattering me now.''

''no i mean it, beside people should compliment each other more.'' lily rubbed her trying to work up her confidents. ''well you're really beautifull, like the most out of the team.''

''oh i don't know about that. we have alot of pretty girls on the team.'' yeah but you're my favourite lily thought to herself. ''yeah but i like you better then the others. you work harder then them.''

''how do you know?'' ''i watch your guys practise, remember.''

''oh right i forgot that for a sec. you still haven't told me why though.'' should i tel her? she decided she might as well. ''well~ my mom makes comics as a living the art, storyline, pretty much everything. i uh like to help her out here and there. so i d-draw people to help her out with designs and poses and stuff...'' lily avoided emma eyes with the increase ackwardness she is feeling.

''really? thats... really cool. can i see some of it?'' lily eyes widen at the last scentence, ah crud. ''i uh well it isn't anything impressive, just some sketches and drawings and stuff...''

''oh come on, i bet it looks great. i promise i'm not gonna judge you. they are of me or well... i'm assuming i'm in there somewhere.'' uh alot actually. lily grabbed her backbag and found the notebook. as emma grabbed it and open it, she found a very detailed drawing of herself.

''yeah, just some sketche-'' emma looked up from the book straight into lily eyes. ''are you kidding me this is amazing! i can see being a artist runs in the family.'' lily smiled at the compliment.

'' i wouldn't called it art.'' emma raised a eyebrow at her. ''then what would you called?''

''oh you know drawings, sketches. that sort of thing.'' lily was fiddling with her hands not sure how to act around emma anymore.

''you really made me look beautifull.''

''well its easy to draw someone pretty, if their already drop dead gorgeous.'' lily casually said without a second thought. ''i don't know about 'drop dead gorgeous' but thank you.'' oh shit i said that out loud!? lily froze for a second before swallowing.

as lily was about to open her mouth she could hear someone shout. ''emma! there you a-are... what are you doing with them?'' lily looked at emma and then amelia. ''oh we're just talking, anyway whats up?'' emma looked up to her friend. ''well your dad is here to pick us up.''

''oh okay looks like i gotta go.'' she got up on her feet. ''but before i go.'' emma bended down and kissed lily on the cheek ... ''hehe, sorry if i surprised you but i wanted to thank you before leaving.''

she smiled and waved while lily just stared wide eyed at her but as soon emma started walking lily grabbed her hand. emma turned around looking at lily. ''i uhh are you free monday? we can hang out since i don't have any plans that day.''

''yeah i'm free then. oh! i almost forgot, do you have a pen?'' lily without saying a word dropped emma hand and grabbed a pen out of her bag so she could give it to emma. she scribbled on lily hand. ''and~ here, now you have my number.''

she handed the pen back to lily and walked away with amelia. lily looked back at her hand and smiled. she look up to see the 2 girls walk away and lily stood there smiling like a idiot. she immediately save the number in her phone.

~hour later~

''its dinner time!'' anne shouted for the kids to come down. lily quickly saved the game and got to the kitchen to wash her hand. sasha noticed the weird colouring on her daughter's hand.

''what that?'' she pointed to words lily hand. ''hmm? oh this! i-i...'' lily try to search for the right words. ''i think i made a friend today!'' she smiled brightly at her mom. ''oh really? well tell me.'' sasha smiled as lily went on a rant about her new 'friend'. she was glad her daughter made a friend considering she knows how hard its was to make friends for lily.

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i can't believe i wrote a entire fic about 2 girls sitting under the bleachers and talk but here we are. i'm planing on making a small series on this probably will take forever lol

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