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blackcathjp · 3 months

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ppl seem to like the idea of harry courting draco or harry doing big public displays of affection to ask him out (think promposals). but i feel like he'd be so awkward at dating. he doesn't quite know what to do with or show physical and emotional affection, the weasleys give him bad advice on romance, he's also oblivious when ppl are interested in him.

what he does have is earnestness and determination - he makes the first move on accident, just bursts out his feelings, brave and embarrassed.

draco knows all about courting and respects tradition, but he's not the type to make the first move (not anymore at least, not like when he was a kid, where running to his parents for safety and comfort was a luxurious option). he's calculating and weighs his options - what if he confesses but harry doesn't like him? what if he confesses and harry DOES like him? what if harry likes him, but doesn't like dating him? he's more hesitant and guarded with his feelings, but is more likely to show his affection towards loved ones.

harry asks him out in the middle of a conversation, just because he loves watching how passionate draco gets about something he loves. even after weeks of dating, draco insists on courting him the "proper way", showering him with gifts, writing letters that make harry blush, leaving loving post-its all over harry's home and work desk, delivering anonymous flowers, publicly asking if he can escort harry home (they're both embarrassed). he's touchy feely too, which harry isn't used to, but physical contact becomes easy and second nature now with draco. harry doesn't quite get the courting, yet still loves it.

harry: you already have me, draco 😊😆

draco: i still want to woo you though 🥹😤

#harry is earnest and determined in life but always had a bigger responsibility to be a hero #romance and physical affection are just kinda like. there in the back of his head #still trying to figure out what he wants and trying to express that #yet he's also touch starved and touch deprived #draco knows exactly what he wants but w/out $ and status he doesn't know how to get it #he's a very prideful person who takes a bad hit and gets humbled and becomes a better yet still prideful person #anyway this is supposed to be a cute idea of drarry courting ways #fics where harry figures out what he wants bc he's never wanted before >>>#drarry #harry potter #draco malfoy #drarry blurb #drarry headcanons #writing

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be-with-me-so-happily · 10 months

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Finally Free

Summary: Harry is well aware that his shows are a place for people to be themselves, and he's often asked to help them "come out". But tonight he's helping someone special, to both him and YN, which for him makes it that much more amazing!

Warnings: Absolutely none, and please treat people with kindess

"Are you sure Daisy wants to do this? Here? Tonight?"

"That's what she said." YN shrugs. "You do it all the time for people… what are you worried about?"

Harry shrugs, looking over the homemade sign in his hands.

"Dunno. This one's just diff'rent." He states, turning his head to look at his love. "She's your sister, and your parents are about to hear her big news. It's 'lot of pressure!"

"Harry…" YN places her hand gently on his shoulder, rubbing her thumb along his collarbone, something they both know helps to calm his nerves. "She trusts you! That's why she asked to do it this way."

He nods in agreement. He and YN's sister Daisy became friends as soon as he started dating YN, despite being 5 years younger. He has known what Daisy identifies as for a while now, as she felt safe enough to tell the pair first. He's honored that she wants to include them, or at least him, in this important moment. Coming out to their parents is a big step. It's not as if they wouldn't be accepting, but it is still a huge moment and Harry just wants to make sure it goes right. That it's everything Daisy wants it to be.

"Alright." He states, letting out a large exhale in hopes to breathe out his own anxiety over the situation. "I won't let her down."

"I know you won't." YN replies, leaning up and placing a kiss on his cheek. "She knows you won't."

After raising the pink, purple, and blue flag for a fan in the audience, he turns to them once again to offer some encouragement.

"Go out and conquer and enjoy your bi life as hard as you possibly can! Make some noise for Alfie ev'rybody!"

The entire crowd cheers in celebration, which builds up the excitement, but also the nerves, for what he is about to do next.

"Now, I apologize. I know I said that was the last sign, but I do have one more person that has asked me to help them come out, and now is as good a time as any."

"Umm… can I have that, please?" He bends down at the very front of the walkway, reaching his hand out to the crew member he entrusted with this specific piece of bright paper.

He holds his other hand over his eyes, shielding them from the light with his microphone, and walks about until he reaches the very spot where he sees those familiar faces.

"There you are!" He exclaims, a wide grin on his face now, every ounce of anxiety melting away. He holds up the sign, checking that the big screen is capturing the bright colored letters, outline in glitter pen, and shows of the words that read 'HELP ME COME OUT HARRY'.

"This person is a close, personal friend of mine. We've known each other for a good while now, and she asked me to help her t'night. I feel very honored, thank you."

He notices YN wrap her arms around her sister, their parents on the other side of Daisy with seemingly no clue what is about to happen.

"Could I get some… hmm… upbeat sparkly music now?" He asks of the band, knowing his friend will appreciate making this moment just a bit more unique for her. Like he's been telling himself, he wants this to be everything that she wants it to be.

"Ooh, I like that." He approves, slightly swaying his hips from side to side. "Very good."

The crowd laughs, and claps. He assumes it's mostly for his antics, but hopes it raises the anticipation for YN's sister in a positive manner.

"Daisy!" He shouts, watching the other family members immediately shoot their gazes over to her. "We are doing this, are you ready?"

Daisy nods, quickly turning her head to her parents as she waits for Harry to make her declaration.

"Daisy, t'night, wants her wonderful family to know that she is… oh, wait, I need a flag!" He stops, not intending to stall, but finding relief in the comedy it has appeared to create. He places the sign down, and leans over the side, grabbing a rainbow flag being handed to him by a fan. "Thank you very much."

"Alright. Now we're both ready." He chuckles, sending a grin and wink to the girl as she waits. "Now once I raise this flag, Daisy, you are officially out. So, to Daisy's family, and to all the amazing people here in London t'night…"

Harry begins to jog around the stage, flowing to flag up and down, keeping it low and edging the moment for just a few seconds longer.

"Daisy is…" He raises the flag one more time, keeping it at his shoulder. "Coming out as…" He continues, lowering it down to his thigh.

He looks over to the band, signaling for the music to get bigger and louder. Harry suddenly shoots the flag up higher than his head, as far as his arm can reach upward.

"Gay!!"

The entire venue cheers. Fans, staff, and crew alike. But most importantly, as Harry runs to the place he can get the best view of his friend, he sees YN and her parents embracing Daisy in a big, tight, loving, and accepting hug.

Tears start to form in his eyes as he continues to wave the flag above his head.

"Daisy! You did it! You're officially out and I am so proud of you!" He shouts, hoping the shakiness in his voice didn't prevent the words to fully be heard and understood. "I hope I did this moment justice for you! Ev'rybody, give it up one more time for Alfie, and Daisy, and for anyone else who has been brave enough to share who they truly are with those they love. You are free!"

Harry focuses his gaze on YN, Daisy, and their family, watching all the love being shared between them.

"You are finally free!"

This blog is a safe space. I celebrate all of you who have been able to come out and share who you truly are with the world. I stand by with all of you whom have yet to do so, no matter the reason. I am proud of every single one of you! Happy Pride Month to all!

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dnvrsmedia · 11 months

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okay thoughts abt ellie finding information on pride & bringing it to joel to confirm??

she’d be like…woah. a whole month celebrating people like me..?

she kind of becomes obsessed at the thought of pride, & scours the jackson library for more information

once she realizes that there isn’t much information, she goes to joel

her face all pink while she mentions what she found one day while on patrol (a book about pride)

joel’s poker face is broken while he tries his best to explain what june meant in the old world

after their talk, ellie felt herself daydreaming about what it would have been like to be herself in the old world at a festival surrounded by others that are like her

joel on the other hand talked to maria about his new idea

the next june, jackson had a new theme to it

rainbows adorned the outside of businesses in the town’s center on the first day of june

older members of the community held sessions where they would talk about life on the old world

& jackson would throw their very first pride party

#this is so cheesy #dnvrsmedia #em rambles #tlou #the last of us #tlou2 x reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams blurb #ellie williams #pride #pride fanfic #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x reader fluff #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams fluff drabble

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gabbagepatch · 1 month

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Listen guys, you don't need to look nice to go outside. Your health is more important than appearances.

I just went on a walk in my pajamas, greasy hair in a shitty bun, acne, and a pair of new balance sneakers. Cars passed by and I said hi to everyone who passed. Did I feel self-conscious? Of course, but it was worth it.

Now I feel a lot better, because I didn't A. Overextend by forcing myself to shower/get dressed/put on concealer beforehand or B. Avoid doing anything because I felt like a mess.

Go outside and be however you are. It's not your job to look good to random strangers, you deserve to go outside.

#someone get me a cookie for walking with a migraine #i feel very brave #disability #disabled #hearing impaired #meniere's disease #chronic illness #hard of hearing #chronic disability #chronic pain #chronic migraine #chronically ill #invisible illness #illness mention #invisible disability #disability pride #blurb #exercise #accessibility

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shmaptainwrites · 4 months

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Hiiiiii againnn its meee coming back to annoy you again :D

I saw you extended your accepting date until the 9th, and I know I literally just requested something, but would you be down to write a blurb for an angry love confession in the pouring rain? I'm a sucker for that cliché trope, and I love your writing so so much <3

Once again a female reader if you don't mind 😭

bestie you've freaking GOT IT and sometimes cliché tropes are the best, really who are we to judge btw i also put carl davis' pride and prejudice suite iii on repeat while writing this for ~vibes~

Pairing: Fitzwilliam Darcy x fem!Reader

Warnings: scandalous behaviour for the 1800s i guess, minor height description (shorter than Colin Firth and Matthew MacFayden, they're both like 6'2)

The Truth

Normally when the rain was pouring down from above you'd make it a point to look for cover, but what was the point in that anymore. You let the cold water from the sky envelope you, absorb into your skin, soak your clothes. If you just focused on the rain you wouldn't have to focus on anything else.

If it were just you, alone in the world perhaps that would be the case, and although it felt like it sometimes, that didn't mean you'd get peace when you wanted it.

His voice was muffled at first, but you supposed that was your own fault, too focused on other things to bring your mind to hear what he was saying, but as he approached closer you could hear him clearer.

"What are you doing?! It's pouring outside!"

You could hear the urgency in his tone, but couldn't bring yourself to feel it.

"I'm well aware of that," you called back.

"Then why in God's name are you out here?"

He was behind you now, you could tell, his voice so close you could just about feel his warm breath cut past the cold air surrounding you.

You turned around and shook your head with a slight shrug of your shoulders.

"I don't know," you admitted.

"Well come inside then," he insisted, offering an arm to you. "We'll both get sick if we stay out here any longer."

"I don't care."

"You don't care?" he frowned. "What is going on? You don't seem like yourself."

"Lying can do that to a person," you said simply and turned away.

"Lying?" you could almost hear the exasperation in his voice. "Please, I don't understand."

"Of course you don't, why would you? You don't feel the same," you mumbled to yourself.

"I really must insist you explain what is going on," he said quite firmly.

"I can't!" you shook your head and wrapped an arm around your waist, the other covering your mouth. "Please, Mr. Darcy, just...just leave me."

There was silence for a moment and you thought maybe he head left, the downpour masking the sound of his footsteps, but then a voice spoke up.

"No. I will not leave you."

"What is it you want from me?" you turned back to him again and asked angirly.

"I want the truth."

"The truth is that I love you!" you looked down at your feet, knowing you wouldn't be able to meet his gaze. "I love you and I don't think you feel the slightest ounce of that towards me."

"And what would give you that impression?" you heard the squish of wet grass and mud beneath his feet as he came closer to you. "Because if I, in any way, have made you feel like that, it must be rectified."

You finally looked up at him, tears mixed with raindrops runnig down your face.

"Fitzwilliam, please, I-I can't bear to have my heart broken," you whispered. "If this is just kindness I-I-"

You weren't given a chance to finish your sentence as he lifted your face to look up at him, his hands were warm against your cold skin and out of instinct your eyes fluttered shut, just as he pressed his lips on yours.

You gripped tightly onto his forearms, bringing him as close as you could, wishing nothing more in the world than for that moment to last forever.

When you pulled apart, his forehead still resting on your own, you let out a small breathy chuckle, letting one of your hands come up and hold his cheek.

"You never said anything," you whispered, "and with all this-this talk of suitresses...I-I thought I was being foolish."

"I must be the fool for not saying anything earlier," he lifted his head only to kiss your forehead, and bring you in for a proper embrace. It felt as if you were meant to be joined and knit together as one and it reminded you that in the end, it was always important to tell the truth.

#mimi's mini blurbs #fitzwilliam darcy #mr darcy #fitzwilliam darcy x reader #mr darcy x reader #pride and prejudice fanfic #pride and prejudice fanfiction #p&p #bbc pride and prejudice #pride and prejudice 1995 #pride and prejudice 2005 #pride and prejudice #jane austen #jane austen fanfiction

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honeyhotteok · 10 months

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picture day (mary kim x reader)

You sigh and plop down onto the stool, wanting to just get this over with already, another chore that came with starting at a new school. The school photographer gets ready to push down the shutter button.

“Wait!”

The blonde you noticed hanging out with the other 2nd-years earlier jogs over to you. She takes off your glasses and sets them to the side before tucking the loose strands of your hair behind your ear. You feel your heart flutter at the touch of her fingertips brushing across the sides of your face.

“You’re going to be stuck with this ID picture for the next 3 years, y’know.” You look up at her and the way her long blonde hair falls perfectly over her shoulders as she smooths your hair back one final time. “There! You look pretty.”

She rushes back to the camera to check the frame. The photographer rolls his eyes. “I don’t have all day here.”

Ignoring him, she calls to you, “Okay, just tilt your head a little bit to the left.”

She gives you a thumbs up. The photographer stops glaring at the blonde to finally take your picture.

“Okay, hurry up now, next!” he calls out.

She makes her way over to where you are to take her spot, but not before beaming at you. “I’m Mary by the way.”

#mary kim x reader #mary kim #lookism x reader #lookism blurb #hope someone enjoys whatever this is lol #im officially the third person ever to post in the mary kim x reader tag LMAO #lmk if i should post more stuff for mary!!#oh and happy pride month🤭

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kaiispost · 1 year

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Hi can I request a Neymar jr x male reader. But the reader is very hyper thank you!!!

!!IMPORTANT!!

Sorry but y/n isn’t really hyper but idk how to write an hyper reader :(

(Not my gif)

Neymar: *in a restaurant* “so how was your day?”

Y/n: *very happy he can tell someone about his day* “-and then i was like…” *noticing Neymar dozing off* “oh my- I’m so so so so sorry that I bored you.”

Neymar: *giggles*” It’s okay amor, continue.” [love]

Y/n: “Are you sure?” *very hyper for no reason*

Neymar: “Yes, i just dozed off because I’m so in love with you.”

Y/n: “-and that was my day. Do you want to do anything when we get home?”

Neymar: “Yes i want to paint, with white.”

Y/n: “why with white?”

Neymar: …

Y/n: …

Neymar: ….

Y/n: “I do- OH MY.”

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pollenallergie · 2 years

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rockstar!eddie spends his off-days being a stay-at-home dad. whenever he’s not touring, you can find him cleaning the house, waiting in the local elementary school’s pick up line for his tiny goobers, or cutting the crusts off of PB & J sandwiches cause his kids are picky.

even when he is working, he still likes to keep the kids with him whenever possible. often this means taking the little hooligans to the recording studio because eddie hates releasing music without getting his kids’ stamp of approval first. his babies are both his harshest critics and his biggest supporters.

since people can be fucking creeps, he refuses to take his precious goons on the red carpet with him, but fuck if he doesn’t want to. he wants to show his adorable little headbangers off to the whole world, but he also wants to keep them safe. maybe when they’re older (in their late teens), he’ll let them decide if they wanna be in the limelight with him, but for now his tiny tots live a pretty private life.

one day i shall further expand upon this concept, but for now i must go take my midterm for comparative psych <3

#his babies are his pride and joy #eddie munson #rockstar!eddie #rockstar!eddie munson #rockstar au #stranger things #stranger things 4 #eddie munson thoughts #dad!eddie munson #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson ficlet #pol’s greatest hits

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blacksmokebarbarians · 11 months

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hello so excited for queer greta blurbs! Not sure what ur comfortable writing but would love something for us Non binary folk 🫶🏻

a/n: hey hey hey! this is my first blurb back from hiatus and it's a very special one! it's my first blurb of pride month! i hope you all enjoy! if you do not relate to the things written, keep moving. my account is a safe place for everyone, especially those in the lgbtqi+ community, as i am a part of it myself. so, without further ado!

warnings: none!! fluff, fluff, and more fluff!!

word count: 1,000+

pairing: josh x nb reader.

Sun Over the Horizon

Swinging legs poised on the edge of the log as the sun sat graciously over the horizon. The two of you could sit in comfortable silence for hours, which was the most wonderful part of your relationship. Josh leaned back against the tree just behind the log, watching as dragonflies chased each other over the lake. He exhaled deeply, a smile parting his lips.

"I love this.. Sitting here with you, just taking in the natural world.." He assured, glancing over to you. His hand gently rested against yours atop the log, Your eyes couldn't help but graze over the light dashes of sunburn across his shoulders from the previous hours you had been out.

Once more, Josh looked out across the lake, his hand not leaving yours. He seemed to be lost in thought, but you couldn't quite figure what it was that he was thinking.

You loved being with Josh-- he understood you in ways that no one else ever had. Straying from the typical 'gender norms', you found it hard to find someone so caring and considerate. Josh having his own sense of androgyny, however, brought you comfort and made you feel embraced in his love.

You admired him as his eyes focused on the small ripples in the lake. His hair was tousled, as always, and his skin glistened under the little sunlight that was left. Finally, Josh broke the comfortable silence. "Wanna go for a swim?"

"The water might be cold.." You hesitated, looking over to him.

"Well, we'll get use to it." He shrugged, hopping down from the log. You couldn't argue with that, and besides, you loved going on little adventures with him. As he stood beneath the log, he offered his hands up, ready to help you down. As you slipped off of the edge of the log, he caught you gently, his hands resting on your hips as you steadied yourself on the ground.

Unable to help himself, he placed a gentle kiss against your cheek. His hand slipped into yours as he lead the way towards the shore. He slipped his sandals off on the sand as you unbuttoned your shirt. Finally in your swimsuits, Josh led the way, striding towards the calm waters.

Little splashes surrounded him as he made his way into the lake. Josh looked back to you, smiling softly. "C'mon.. It's not too bad." He assured, his hands outstretched to you.

"Fine.." You groaned, making your way towards him. As always, he was right. The water was still rather warm from the heat of the summer day, just a few degrees cooler than it had been a few hours ago. You took Josh's hands, your eyes meeting his as he pulled the two of you out further into the lake, the water reaching just past your knees.

"Not too bad, huh?" He asked, tilting his head slightly. "No, not too bad.." You giggled, keeping his hands in yours. Everything was calm at that moment-- the sun had finally set, the waves brushed gently against your legs, and the night was quiet. That was, until Josh's mouth opened.

"Last one under water is a rotten egg!"

Mature as he could be, Josh was still a kid at heart. He took off running into the lake with you chasing after him, the water slowly consuming him.

"Oh, get back here!" You groaned, running close behind. Finally, he dipped himself under the water. In the dark midst of the night, you could hardly see him beneath the water. "Josh?" You called out, looking for any signs of the water parting.

Suddenly, your legs were swept from beneath you, giving you just enough time to plug your nose before splashing beneath the surface. Josh came up, erupting in laughter as you popped up just after. "Jerk!" You groaned, laughing softly. Josh pushed his hair back, the wet strands falling past his ears. He couldn't stop laughing, rubbing his eyes to get the water out of them.

"You should've seen your face when you came up!" He said with a laugh, admiring you under the moonlight. As the laughter dimmed, he studied you for a moment. He pushed a slight bit of your hair out of your face, smiling softly to himself.

"Can I kiss you..?" He asked gently, his hand resting against your cheek. "Please.." Was all you could get out before his lips were against yours. He was so gentle, yet so passionate, his free hand finding it's way to your side. His hand left your cheek, resting on your waist as he pulled you closer to him. Everything about Josh felt like a dream-- how handsome he was, how sweet he was, how he kissed you with such perfect rhythm.

He slowly pulled away, a smile replacing his lips on yours. He leaned forward, leaving a soft kiss on your forehead. "You're so lovely.." He hummed, studying your features.

Josh was so delicate, but in such a way that you never wanted out of your life. "Swim with me?" You asked with a smile, slipping his hands into yours.

The two of you made your way out to the deeper portion of the lake, swimming beside each other. Josh absolutely flourished in nature, but you flourished around Josh.

Josh looked up to the stars, his eyes darting from constellation to constellation. "You remind me of the stars.."

"How so?" You asked, looking over to him before adverting your gaze to the sky.

"You're radiant.. And the stars are filled with so many elements that make them so unique, yet every piece of them benefits the universe around them.. You're unlike anyone I've ever met, and all you do is bring joy to my life.."

Blush heated your cheeks as you looked back to him, and he gave you the sweetest smile.

"I love you, Josh.."

#greta van fleet #josh kiszka x reader #josh kiszka #josh kiszka gvf #josh gvf #josh kiszka fic #josh kiszka blurb #greta van fic #greta van fluff #jake kiszka #danny gvf #danny wagner #jake gvf #sam gvf #nonbinary #pride #fluff #josh kiskza

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thatskrakenhockeybaby · 10 months

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Per Elliotte Friedman - From NHL Board of Governors: teams will not wear specialty jerseys in warmups next season.

Booooooo this is so lame. What the hell is with the NHL and shooting themselves in the foot? You KNOW this is about Pride too. Ridiculous. Get with the times, because Hockey *should be* FOR EVERYONE

#nhl #seattle #seattle kraken #hockey #seattle sports #that’s kraken hockey baby #nhl western conference #stanley cup playoffs #nhl stats #hockey goalies #nhl news #lgbt pride #hockey jerseys #nhl players #nhl blurb

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deathwishdaydream · 11 months

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PETITION TO...

label the gender the reader is in your fic beforehand?!?!? why is it when i go on a fic that says "x reader", the characters refer to me as a woman and with she/her pronouns. Since when are women readers the default? PLEASE tag/write like "x male!reader" "x female!reader" and if its gender neutral you can do plain old "x reader" cause theres no label or just "gn!reader"

make more gender neutral reader fics if the gender doesnt matter in the fic. its not that hard to use they/them pronouns and use the word person or spouse or partner. unless the gender is a really important role, please make it gender neutral <3 <3 you can do ctrl+f or find in page and look to see if you accidentally used a diff pronoun. its a good revising/double checking method

Tips (sort of):

Here are sum tips you can use to write a gender neutral reader fic :)

use they/them pronouns for us if its in a pov other than ours

instead of using wife/husband: spouse

instead of using girl/boyfriend: partner

instead of using girl/boy: person

avoid using dresses/skirts as reader's clothing

try not to go to in detail with clothing to make sure it stays very gender neutral

family/gender-neutral restrooms exist and can exist in your fanfic world!

It's actually really easy and self explanatory that I don't even know what else to list.

Now of course this only applies to fics where gender identity DOESNT affect storyline or plot too much. For example I will be reading this fic and it would definitely pass off as a male reader as well or a nonbinary one therefore it could definitely be a gn!reader fic! no one would have known it was a female reader if you didnt put x female reader or used she and her. you have a chance to be inclusive--more readers and higher morality--please take it!

I know what some people are thinking: why can't you just ignore the pronouns and the gender mention?

It's kinda hard for me at least to ignore and replace. Its some kind of ick for me that makes me scroll away quickly. I see an unlabeled gender reader fic (a fic that just says [character] x reader) and then it says something like "woman" and uses she/her i just get a bad ick and scroll out very quickly. Its 2023 and i think its important to be inclusive these days, especially when you can. If you need help at all with making your oneshots gender neutral then you can always ask me or anyone you know that can :) hope this helped

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bbnibini · 1 year

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Whenever I see posts calling Lucifer "daddy", moments like these just play in my head

#he's such a dork #then there's anime Lucifer #that chainsaw dance lives in my head rent free #obey me #Lucifer Avatar of Pride Advocate of silky comfy socks #blurbs

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cannibalizedyke · 2 years

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💛 - coming out fics p2 - if you have a gender/sexuality headcanon for a character, send it to me and i'll write a blurb about them coming out to you!

trans regulus trans regulus trans regulus trans regulus

YES I LOVE THIS HC

omg this fic almost made me cry writing it

💜🪐💜🪐💜🪐💜🪐💜🪐💜🪐💜🪐💜🪐💜🪐💜🪐💜🪐💜

"(Y/N)?" Regulus's small, nervous voice sounded in your ears, and you turned around quickly, worried.

"Yes? Is everything okay?" You walked swiftly over to him, eyes running over his body to make sure nothing was wrong.

Regulus swallowed, nodding. "Yes, yes, everything's okay. I just... I just want to tell you something."

You sat down next to him. "Anything. Always."

Regulus bit his lip. "I wasn't... born a boy."

Your eyes widened in understanding, and you opened your mouth to reply, but he continued speaking.

"I never felt right in my body, with my name, with the way people saw me. I felt like a boy even though everyone saw a girl when they looked at me. I... I tried talking to my mum about it but she's... well, you've met her. Sirius and his friends were the only people who understood. James's family paid so I could fully transition once I turned seventeen." Tears welled up in his eyes. "I'm- I'm sorry I didn't tell you before, (Y/N/N), I was just scared - "

"Shh, shh, you don't have to apologize." You gathered him in your arms, pressing a kiss to his head. "You aren't required to tell anyone anything you're not comfortable telling them. And it doesn't change anything, Reggie, I don't care if you're trans. You're still my sweet, caring, handsome boyfriend, and nothing is gonna change that."

Regulus sniffled against your shoulder, face buried in your sweater. "Thank you, (Y/N)," he whispered. "I love you."

You kissed his head again. "I love you too."

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wait i lied do childhood besties to enemies to lovers PLS

betsie ngl it took me a minute to figure out a good plot for this concept that i could do justice with the length i'm going for so now that i have something i really hope you like it! also atp it isn’t a mini blurb it’s a full on ficlet cause i just kept writing LMAO

Pairings: Fitzwilliam Darcy x GN!Reader

Warnings: Wickham mention (yes that's a valid warning bc he sucks), minor height descriptions (again i'm sorry)

Lost Years

Your least favourite time of year was always the time you visited Pemberley with your siblings. It had been that way for a while now, you probably could have pinpointed the date if you tried hard enough.

But just as every year before it was unavoidable.

It used to be an occasion of good fun. Two of your closest friends lived on the estate and you would savour every chance you got to spend with them both, but as you grew older and responsibilities set in, so did the disputes. Your close friendship had become fragmented along with your heart.

The first few days you tried to make sure you were always with at least one of your siblings, or maybe even Miss Georgiana Darcy which would create a buffer for the tension between you and her older brother.

As the estate was so large, it was always possible that by mere coincidence, one may end up in a room alone with another individual.

That quickly became the case for you, as you walked in the library, perusing the selection of books curated by the late Mr. Darcy and his son.

You went to reach for a book on a shelf you could not reach and before you could even thinking of a further attempt to grab it, someone reached from behind you and brought the book.

When you turned around and saw it was the younger Mr. Darcy you couldn't help the sharp remark that slipped past your lips.

"I could have gotten it myself. There was no need for that."

"And I suppose you would have climbed the shelves to accomplish that," he snapped right back.

"I find myself in a different mood than before. You may keep the book, Mr. Darcy," you said curtly and began to walk away.

"Am I to assume that nothing that comes from my hand will be accepted?" he asked.

You turned around.

"Miss, I have delt with your contempt of me in as amiable of a manner as I thought I was capable, but this has crossed a boundary."

"I have crossed a boundary?" you blinked, pointing to yourself. "I believe maybe you should have thought of that when you refused to give Wickham his portion entitled to him of your father's estate!"

Mr. Darcy stared at you blankly for a moment before his expression hardened.

"If Wickham is where your loyalties lie then perhaps contempt on both sides is justified."

"I disagree," you shook your head. "When he told me I could not believe what I was hearing. That you of all people could be so cold and unloving towards a friend. If you could do something like that to Wickham what was stopping you from doing it to me?"

"And what exactly did he tell you?" Mr. Darcy asked and you didn't hesitate to recount Wickham's version of the events.

You could see what almost looked like shock on Mr. Darcy's face as he saw in what light he was being painted, but he allowed you to finish before saying anything.

"I don't suppose you have anything to say for youself," you crossed your arms over your chest.

"That isn't what happened," he said simply.

"T-That isn't what happened? Really Mr. Darcy is that all you can-,"

"I swear it to you," he said. "Ask Mr. Bingley, if you must, but that is not what happened after my father's death."

You loosened your stance, letting your arms fall to your side.

"If not, then what did happen?"

Mr. Darcy took a breath before beginning to explain to you the events following his father's death. He was able to say in great detail what had occured, lining up his story with the timeline of events that had occured in his own life and Wickham's. Even things you had witnessed to your friend's character. Suddenly everything came crashing back down to reality.

When he finished speaking you had to excuse yourself in order to sit down on one of the couches behind you.

"Years," you whispered. "I went on for years believing this."

"You were listening to a friend you thought you could trust," Mr. Darcy even went as far as defending your actions towards him, when all this time he had been innocent of what he was accused. "I understand that this is a lot of information to take in, but may I ask you something?"

"Yes, I suppose," you nodded your head.

"Why didn't you ever ask me about this?"

Of everything he could have asked you, it had to be that. You closed your eyes and swallowed thickly.

"Mr. Darcy I-I'm not sure it would be appropriate to say."

"I have delt with many things much more difficult than this," he assured you. "Please...answer the question."

You chuckled softly to youself,

"We were young, Fitz," you looked over to him and you could see his face soften at the childhood nickname you called him. It was so easy how one word could transport you back in time, maybe a time where things were simpler. "I-," you shook your head and held it in your hands, massaging your temples. The words had become caught in your throat. "I-I-I loved you and if I spoke to you and it was true? It was easier to believe him and spare myself the hurt of hearing it from you directly."

You couldn't sit next to him, quickly standing and moving towards a window instead.

"The thought of finding out someone for which you feel so deeply, might be capable to do something of such an unkindly nature was too much for me to bear I-I'm so sorry."

"You loved me," he whispered softly. "Past tense."

"If I didn't love you, would I care this much about your treatment of Wickham?" you looked back at him, tears glistening in your eyes.

Mr. Darcy stood from his seat and slowly made his way towards you, gingerly reaching for your hand before finally clasping it in his own and bringing it to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to its back.

"I have lost money; I have lost trust; I have lost many things because of Wickham," he murmured, your hand still close enough to his lips your could feel them move as he spoke. He lifted his other hand to gently caress your cheek. "But I will never forgive him for making me lose the years I could have spent with you."

"Fitz, I'm so sorry," you apologized as the tears finally spilled from your eyes, "I'm sorry."

You repeated your apologies many times, but they became muffled as he pulled you into him for a tight embrace.

You wrapped your hands tightly around his neck and buried your nose in his shoulder.

When your apologies quieted, he gently moved away, just barely half an arm's length.

"There is no need to apologize, my dear," his countenance calm, at peace. "We will simply have to make up for lost time."

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bluesicle · 24 days

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Just occurred to me that I'm most likely straight. Wtf was I thinking, men ain't all that 💀

#straight pride #satire #Blue's blurbs

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godzilla-reads · 2 years

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🌈🌈Show Some Pride🌈🌈

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