#we dont Want to be x gender. we simply are.

[hepburnswan]

I did it.

you are kenough

🌸 pt 2 🌸

🌸 pt 3 🌸

pairing: ken x reader

summary: ken does some self reflecting after the patriarchy incident and personally apologizes to all the barbies

warnings: little fluff, little angst, reader is a barbie, talk ab gender equality?? can be read as platonic or romantic ig 🤷‍♀️

word count: 1.3k

authors note: ok this is kind of goofy but i thought ken needs to repent after what he did and also why not throw a bit of fluff in 🤗 also this is my first fic ever dont hate on me 😭

special shoutout to my bsf june for being both my cheerleader and my proofreader ‼️

It had only been a couple of days since Barbieland had been restored to its rightful state. The barbies were back in charge, no longer evicted from their homes, and things were starting to get back to normal. Not only that - but changes were being made. Though barbies continued to be the leaders of Barbieland, the Kens’ message was heard loud and clear - they no longer wanted to be accessories to barbies. And that was fair. But there still was some understandable tension between the two groups. After all, it’s not every day you get kicked out of your own house and treated like a servant.

For those couple of days, you had kept to yourself, and that was okay - though you normally loved to have fun with the other barbies and kens, you didn’t mind being alone. What wasn’t okay was that you didn’t dare to leave your dreamhouse, almost fearing that if you left you might not be able to come back to it. For the days after the incident, you avoided the kens like the plague, and that was something strange and new for you. Sure, they had their moments, but even then, they had always been sweet. You never dreamed you’d actually lose your trust in them.

When the other barbies would wave to you from their dreamhouses, asking if you would be at the beach, at their party, etc., you simply told them you weren’t feeling well.

You weren’t feeling well, that was the truth.

Never once living in Barbieland did you have to worry about being oppressed. Never once did you have to worry about being, well, a Barbie! That was the fate of the people who lived in the real world. Never once did you think that could happen in Barbieland.

But it had, and you didn’t think you could recover.

So you sat on your sofa all day, sipping your imaginary coffee, almost waiting for something to happen.

A knock on the door.

You were almost sure it was one of the other barbies, checking up on you because they were worried, but instead you opened up the door to see him.

Ken. The Ken. King of the Beach. Tall, blonde, athletic. Always happy, always kind. At least you had thought so. It was a shame. You had always liked Ken.

“Hi Barbie,” He says nervously.

“Hi Ken,” you say, without a hint of cheerfulness.

“Can I, um.. can I come in?”

“Why? Have you come to take back your Mojo Dojo Casa House?”

“No, Barbie.”

A moment of silence. Though you were wary, you knew you couldn’t keep living like this. You couldn’t hide forever. Motioning for him to enter, you sigh.

“Come in.”

He perks up a little, before sliding into the house. He’s not really sure what to do with himself, so he just kind of stands there awkwardly.

“Uh.. here,” you say, motioning to the couch. He follows, and the two of you sit down.

“So. Why are you here then?” You ask, your voice a quiet mix between anger and sadness. You can’t gather the courage to look him in the eye, instead staring down at your feet.

“I came to apologize.”

“Hmm. You did?”

You can feel the tears beginning to well. In your throat, in your eyes. You had never had real tears, not until all of this had happened.

“Yes Barbie, I did. Oh god, where do I even start. Barbie, you deserve so much better than what we did to you. I’m sorry we took your dreamhouse. I’m sorry we made you wait on us. I’m sorry we treated you - that we made you feel - like you were insignificant. You are so much more than that.”

You can’t take it. A sob rips from your throat, the tears spilling over your eyes. You can’t stop. You cover your face in embarrassment.

Ken immediately rushes closer to you. “Hey, hey,” he says quietly. He’s not sure if he should hug you; he instead just ends up resting a delicate hand on your back, patting it every now and then. “Oh Barbie, please don’t cry … I’m sorry, I’m so sorry..”

You’re choking on your tears, almost hyperventilating.

“Alright, hey, it’s okay. Just take a deep breath, alright, it’ll be okay.”

When you’re finally able to calm yourself down, Ken continues.

“You have got every right to be upset. All the barbies do. But I can’t help but notice you’ve taken it harder than everyone else.”

You’re almost angry at that last sentence. He couldn’t be serious, could he? Did he seriously expect you to just get over this?

Ken seems to pick up on this, and adds, “And I’m not saying that’s a bad thing either. Like I said, you’ve got every right to be upset. I’m just worried about you!”

The anger begins to subside.

“You .. you haven’t been at the beach in days! You love the beach, Barbie.”

“I loved the beach.”

Silence.

“Barbie .. I just wanna see you happy again. We all do.”

Nothing.

“Barbie.. what can I do to fix this?”

You finally look up at him, tears in your eyes.

“Why did you do it, Ken?”

He gazes back at you, his expression even sadder then it already was. Now it’s him who can barely look you in the eye.

“Barbie,”

“Yeah?”

“First of all I want you to know that I’m not trying to excuse anything I did. But if knowing will make you feel better, I’ll tell you.”

You nod, unsure of what you’re about to hear.

“Barbie .. I just don’t feel good enough. I thought being in charge of everything would make me feel important. That it would make me feel better about myself. I was wrong though. I just ended up hurting people that didn’t deserve it. It was so, so wrong. I was wrong, Barbie. I’m so so sorry.”

“Ken ..”

He begins to cry himself. “And now I’ve hurt you, I’ve hurt you so bad you don’t even feel like you can leave your dreamhouse!”

It’s then when Ken lets out a series of comically loud sobs, face cupped by his hands.

“Oh Ken..” you say sympathetically, rushing over to the counter to grab a box of tissues. “Here..”

Ken sniffles, blowing imaginary snot into the tissue. You pat him on the back gently, just as he had done for you earlier.

“I’m sorry, Barbie. I’m totally pathetic,” he whines.

Sitting down next to him, you take his hand into yours. “You’re not pathetic, Ken. You’re showing remorse, that you truly are sorry for what you did. That’s not pathetic.”

“You think so?” he sniffs.

“I do. Ken, you never needed to change yourself to be enough for other people. You always were enough. You’re kenough, Ken!” you giggle, pointing at his sweatshirt.

“Ah, yeah..” he laughs. “You think so?”

“Yes, Ken. I liked you before patriarchy. You were always kind, and funny and caring, and I was always happy to be around you. When you changed, not only did I feel disrespected.. I was sad. I missed the way you all were before. I get it - you don’t wanna be second to the barbies. But you could’ve said that-“

“Another way,” Ken interjects.

“Yes.”

“I know, Barbie. That’s what I feel awful about. I know I sound like a broken record, but I really am sorry.”

“I’m sorry too, Ken. Everyone should feel heard in Barbieland.” you mutter quietly.

For a moment, the two of you sit there, nodding heads in silent agreement, before Ken asks,

“Barbie?”

“Hm?”

“You really liked the way I was before?”

“Yes, Ken. Like I said, you don’t need to change yourself. For anyone. You’re enough, the way you are.”

“Then I won’t ever change again,” he says, before pulling you into a hug.

“I hope not,” you smile, resting your head on his shoulder.

“Barbie?”

“Yes, Ken.”

“Will you be at the beach?”

“Yes, Ken. I’ll be at the beach.”

#ken #ken carson #ken x reader #ken x y/n #ken x you #ryan gosling #ryan gosling x reader #barbie #barbie movie #barbie 2023

[luna0713hunter]

Can you write more prompts for Zoro pleaseee? Thank you:))

Author's note : haha!!!i was actually gonna write a new fic for zoro when i saw your request!!!as always,ask and you shall receive!

College love

Zoro Roronoa x reader

Summary : new semester,new classes,new classmates and a new love

Warnings : none,College au (my favorite trope),studying and late night talks, gender neutral ,maybe more parts?,not me in the middle of exam season and dying from overworking myself

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College sucks.

Everyone tells you college is great;its a place full of new experiences,a new life. Having coffee with friends after lectures and studying together,or simply doodling in your notebook as the professors talk about gods know what.

But as you sip your third cup of coffee that night and rub your eyes while yawning,you glance down at the remaining pages you have to go through before your exam in two days,before you groan and bang your head to the table.

Its exam season,and you're currently sitting in the library at 3:04 am.

College sucks so bad.

You know you have tomorrow to study as well,but between working part time job at a near the campus cafe, and going to lectures,you barely had any time to study.

You stared at your empty cup of coffee and sighed before standing up;then you guess its time to get a refill

✧

"wow,you look like shit."

You dont raise your head from the desk as you groan at your friend.

"hello to you too,Nami."

Nami drops his bag next to you with a 'Thump' and settles down. You feel her hand rub up and down your back (almost awkwardly) and through your misery you manage to crack a smile;being comforting is like a physical torture for your ginger friend.

"did you pull another all nighter?"

Slowly,your head turns in her directly and you narrow your eyes.

"not everyone can be both gorgeous and smart effortlessly like you,Nami. Us, lowly humans,have to choose one." You ignore her eye roll and continue, "and i choose the one that can get me a good job in the future."

"looks can be pretty useful too,honey."

"I'm going to choke you."

"be my guest."

You're too busy to bicker that you dont even notice the door of the class opening and a new person stepping inside. Just as Nami's about to wrap her arm your neck and choke you instead, that's when your eyes land on the new person in the class.

And your breath stops all together.

The first thing that catches your eyes is his green hair. The man is tall,and a mess of green hair making his brown eyes stand out more. There are three golden piercings on his left ear. His black leather jacket looks expensive,and you dont need to see the key to guess that he's probably owns a motorcycle..

"y/n!" You realize you've been staring shamelessly at the man and suddenly whip your head in Nami's direction.

"Nami!" You grip her shoulders and shake her violently, "who's that?!why havent i seen him around?do you know him??is he single???!!"

Nami shoulders off your hands and looks at you like you've grown a second head.

"He's Zoro Roronoa. Our classmate. You haven't seen him cause he almost never shows up at lectures. What the hell is wrong with you exactly?"

"what's wrong with me is that the man is drop dead gorgeous," you frown at her, "and geez girl. How do you know so much about him?"

"cause he's my "kinda friend". We go out drinking together sometimes."

"WHAT?!"

Your shriek is so loud,that when you turn around, you see mr.gorgeous is eyeing you with annoyance.

Great. Your new crush thinks you're crazy.

You duck your head as your cheeks burn with embarrassment. Nami rubs your back sympathetically and you groan tiredly.

"want me to introduce you to him?"

"hell no," you whine and rest your cheek against your desk; letting the surface cooling down your heated skin, "he obviously hates my guts now."

"to be fair,Zoro hates everybody's guts."

"its just a crush Nami," you flash her a smile, "it'll go away eventually."

Unfortunately,it in fact,doesnt go away eventually.

After your embarrassing moment in the classroom,you seem to run into Zoro awfully alot; Whether it be getting a coffee from the near campus cafe,or working your shift there,you seem to always see him.

Zoro liked his coffee black,that was no surprise. The first time that you surved him the black hell,he hadnt even batted an eye at your shakey hands or your stutter.

And you were certain that he had forgotten all about you.

Among the finals creeping close and closer,and with you drowning yourself under your books until morning before going back to your lectures or job,you had completely forgotten all about him.

So when you drop your head on your text book at almost 4 am and try hard not to burst into tears or having a mental breakdown in the almost empty library,you almost scream when a warm can of coffee touches your cheek.

Your head snaps up,and your mouth parts into a small scream that soon gets an ugly glare from the librarian. You shoot her an apologizing look,before turning your head back to the person in front of you.

Zoro freaking Roronoa,holds the coffee in his hand and gives you an unimpressed annoyed look.

"why are you always so loud?"

You dont answer;your mouth hangs open from the shock,and you blink a few times to make sure you're not hallucinating.

"what," you clear your throat, "i,uh, excuse me?"

Zoro rolls his eyes and sits down in front of you while dropping his own backpack on the table. He then slides the drink in front of you and while folding his arms across his chest,he eyes you for a second before looking away.

"you look like a mess. Figured you needed some coffee," he gives you a displeased look from the corner of his eyes, "or some sleep."

Your hands wrap themselves around the warm can;and a small laugh escapes your dry lips.

"you think i can sleep with all these books?i can barely manage between lectures and my part time job with only two hours of sleep as it is!" And for some reason,your stupid brain decides that its a great idea to cry in front of your crush;as if you haven't embarrassed yourself before. So your lower lip starts to wobble,and you let out a small sniffle.

There's a moment of silence;where neither of you say a word. With you starting to finally breakdown,and Zoro just glaring at the textbooks like they had personally offended him. Finally,after a while,you hear him sigh and look up at him with your blurry vision.

"... I'll help you."

"what?"

Another sigh.

"i said, I'll help you study. Im familiar with this stuff,so it'll be nothing."

You let out a loud gasp and stand up from your sit .

"Seriously?!wont you need that time to study?!"

"helping you makes me remember these stuff. It'll be alright."

And when you hold his hands in his,you grin so widely that you feel your cheeks hurting. You shake his hands and laugh lightly.

"thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!!!"

"yea yeah." He shakes off your hands and stands up,and amongst your joy,you manage to catch a small smile on his lips. Zoro flings his backpack on his shoulder and walks away. He gives you one last look and says "go home and rest for now. See you tomorrow."

And suddenly,the world doesnt seem so bad. College doesn't suck,and your crush, apparently,doesnt hate your guts after all.

#one piece live action x reader #one piece x reader #opla zoro x reader #zoro roronoa x reader #opla zoro roronoa x reader #zoro x reader

[shingo-naizuke]

Hii! I saw that u replied to me that ur requests are open and I am really happy since there are not enough shatter me hc or ff, uk? And I also like the way u write^^

So, if possible, could I please get yandere Warner x reader?

If you dont feel comfortable with this I totally understand dw! And if u do agree to doing my request, thank you and please go ahead and take your time! Have a nice day and make sure to drink enough water <3

Ty for reading my request! :)

Yandere!Aaron Warner x gn!reader

Content warning——— yandere tendencies, obsession

Author note——— Since you didn't specify the gender I've written it as gender neutral! And since I'm not very comfortable with yandere tendencies, I tried to make it as I like it, sorry if it's short or if it's not like how you expectedit to be but i didnt have many ideas for it 😭.

He would never let you go, and you couldn't leave him either. He showered you with affection every day, every hour, every minute, every second. Right now, you were sitting on the couch with him, his arm around your shoulders. Time alone was rare, but he always tried to be with you, or if he couldn't spend his time with you, he would keep something that reminds him of you, and it could be anything. "Kenji was too close to you today" he suddenly said turning to you "well, we work together that's just how it is" you said, slightly confused, you felt his arm around you tightening "you're mine, not Kenji's, no one else apart from me can have you".

You always knew about his obsession, but you never thought that he would say something like that out of the blue. From the start of your relationship he was protective of you, never letting you go, always checking on you and making sure you were comfortable, getting jealous easily and trying to kill Kenji was something daily, somewhat Kenji loved to push his buttons.

"Kenji just loves to tease you, you know that he would never try anything" you say looking into his green eyes which were darker than usual, you felt a shiver run down your back "do you really have to be his friend, it can be just the two of us, you know?" He says, you shrug."Well, it's not like I can just leave him like that," you say, chuckling a bit, trying to lighten the air, but he remains serious "I can send him away, you know? Making sure he won't get close to you again, never letting him touch you again" you didn't answer, you didn't know what to do.

He suddenly stands up, smiling softly at you. "Want some coffee? I can make it for you" he says, like if nothing happened, you simply nod and he goes to the kitchen

You think about what he said. It was not the first time and surely not the last. You knew he was capable of killing someone without remorse, for God's sake he killed an entire army with a fucking machete. He was definitely capable of killing Kenji or someone else if you didn't stop him. The fact that he could feel everyone emotions didn't make things easier if someone even felt a little bit of attraction for you he would know, and it wasn't a good thing.

Surely he wouldn't like that Kenji was growing an attraction towards you...and you were too

#shatter me #yandere #aaron warner #aaron warner x reader #x reader #yandere x reader #shatter me series #kenji kishimoto #gn reader #shatter me x reader

[matty-bear]

Curing Dysphoria [N.S]

type: fic !

pairing: nick sturniolo x trans ftm!reader

warnings: SFW, fluff, angst (???), mentions and talk of dysphoria, going on testosterone

summary: you have always struggled heavily with dysphoria ever since you came out as trans. You tried your best to cure it but nothing seemed to work, despite all of your efforts. When you're having another spiral about your dysphoria, nick decides to call up a friend of his who ends up giving you advice that would eventually rid all of your dysphoria and help you pass. 

notes: decided we needed more nick x trans ftm fics in this community so i cooked smth up ;3 dont be shy to send in requests that include a trans reader for nick fics ! i am a trans guy myself so writing some will most likely help me feel better abt myself .  also its so over for you mfs when i go on t 

WC: 4151

previous events will be in italics !

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Your journey with being a trans male was always difficult for you. It was never easy for anyone, so why would you expect it to be easy for you? You constantly struggled with gender expression and dysphoria ever since you came to terms with your gender in your early years of middle school. You often spent hours upon hours sobbing on the floor of your bathroom because you didn’t feel like you were passing enough or simply didn’t like how you looked in general. 

Ever since you started dating Nick, who knew of you being trans way before you guys started dating due to you coming out to him when you two became very close friends, he always gave you constant support when you felt shitty about yourself. He often held you close to him when you were having an episode and whispered sweet words that consisted of “You’re such a pretty boy,” “My precious boy,” and “You're so handsome, baby.” 

His reassurance never failed to calm you down for the time being. However as you continued to date Nick and your dysphoria grew worse, you knew you had to do something about it. However, since you weren’t friends or aware of other trans people in the community, you didn’t know who to turn to for help. 

The most you were doing to try to help with your dysphoria was cutting your hair short, binding with either a binder or tape, and dressing yourself in the most masculine way possible. (This was the least you could do or rather think of to try to make yourself pass as a guy) If you wanted to try extra hard to pass, you would put some makeup on to make certain features pop out more, like your sideburns and cheekbones.

However, you felt that this wasn’t doing enough for you and didn’t feel like you were passing enough despite the constant reassurance from Nick, his brothers, and your friends. You still hated your voice, (which seemed too high for your liking) the thinness of your limbs, and just how feminine you felt and looked as a whole. 

When you were spiraling and sobbing profusely in the bathroom one afternoon with Nick holding you tightly against him, the boy knew he had to figure out a way to help you. 

After a while, your cries eventually subside to soft sniffles. Even though your eyes seemingly ran out of tears to shed, you still felt the need to cry more. You slowly open your eyes and take in the minimal light in the bathroom, the main light source being Nick’s single candle resting on the counter in front of you. Simply looking at the light causes your eyes to strain and you soon find yourself shutting them again with a soft hiss.

As you rest your head back on Nick’s chest with a heavy exhale and gaze down at your body, you feel the male shift underneath you. You quickly lift your head at the small move and watch as your boyfriend takes his phone out of his pocket and pulls it to his face, a focused expression clear on his face. 

“What are you doing?” You ask, your voice coming out hoarse due to all the crying you just did. 

“Trying to call a friend of mine,” Nick replies, his gaze staying fixed on his cell as his eyes scan the screen. 

Your eyebrows furrow in confusion as you continue to gaze at the male. “Can I ask for what?” 

“I’m asking them for advice on your behalf.” 

“Advice? Like for being trans?” 

“Yup.” 

Your eyebrows kit together even more at Nick’s statement. A few beats of silence flow between the two of you, the only sound being the soft tapping Nick draws from his cell as he taps on his screen. After a moment, you speak up again, “You know someone that’s trans?” 

“Yeah, he’s the coolest mother fucker I know. After you of course. You have to meet him sometime.” Nick momentarily looks down at you to send you a warm smile before diverting his eyes back to his phone. “Anyways, he came out as trans about six years ago and I'm sure he’ll know how to help you with your dysphoria and stuff. I would give you advice on this myself but I'm not trans and don’t want to misguide you or anything.” 

You softly nod your head and sit up a little to peer down at Nick’s phone, your eyes intently watching his fingers flex as they diligently work on tapping and scrolling on his screen. After a few moments, Nick pulls up a contact and hits the call button. 

“Would you like to talk to him yourself?” Nick asks gently, the hand that’s resting on your side gently caressing your clothed skin. “I can put it on speaker if you’d like. If not, that’s perfectly fine and I can do the speaking for you.” 

You force your lips together as you ponder for a moment. “I can talk to him.” You reply with a small head nod. “Can you help me through? Like, talk to him?” 

“Of course.” Just as Nick lands a soft peck on your temple, the muffled sound of shuffling runs through your ears. You quickly whip your head around at the sudden sound, your eyes soon landing on Nick’s phone. At the sight of the ongoing call screen, you relax a little and gaze up at Nick, waiting for him to make the first move. 

“Kit?” Nick calls after a few moments. Immediately, the muffling sounds come to a quick halt and silence can be heard on the other line. 

“Nick?” Kit calls back, the deep and smoothness of his voice causing your eyes to widen ever so slightly. 

The male simply uttered a reply and you’re already intimidated. 

“Are you busy right now?” Nick asks. 

“No?..” Kit’s voice trails off, pure and utter confusion laced in his tone. “Wait, did I call you or did you call me?” 

“I called you. Did you think it was the other way around?” 

“To be honest, yeah.” Kit chuckles softly, “What’s up though?” 

“You know y/n right?” 

“Yeah, of course I do. You won’t shut the fuck up about him.” Your jaw slacks at the comment and you slowly turn your head to look over at Nick, the sight of the red tint dusting over his cheeks and tips of his ears causing you to smile cheekily. When Nick doesn’t reply after a few seconds, the sound of Kit laughing softly sounds in your ears. “Sorry, had to. But what about him? Is everything alright?” 

“Not necessarily. His dysphoria has been getting bad lately and I have no idea how to help him.” 

“Oh, I see. Is he with you right now? I want to ask him some stuff if that’s alright with you.” 

“He’s right here with me actually.” 

“Oh, sweet. Hey, y/n!” Kit greets, his tone nothing but friendly. You could sense that the boy was smiling on the other end just by how cheerful he sounded. “I wasn’t lying about Nick yapping about you. I swear to God that kid does not have an off button when it comes to you.” 

“Kit, I swear to God. Shut the hell up. I called you for help not to be called out.” Nick grumbles through gritted teeth. 

“Sorry, I’m stopping. Anyways, y/n do you mind telling me what you’re struggling with the most right now? You could tell me everything. I just want to know what’s going on in that head of yours right now so I can give you the best advice.” 

After glancing over at Nick with an anxious expression and gaining an encouraging kiss on the lips from him, you begin to open up to Kit about everything. During your small rant, Kit listened intently and only hummed here and there to let you know he was listening. When you’re finished, you exhale heavily and wipe away the few tears that managed to escape your irises with the back of your hand. 

“I think I know what you need,” Kit says, the soft and quick pattering of footsteps sounding from his end. 

“You do?” You ask, your eyebrows knitting together as you gaze down at Nick’s phone. 

“Yup. There’s this thing that the majority of trans people use called Testosterone. Or better known as ‘T.’ It helps our body go get rid of the feminine traits that we have and practically replace them with masculine ones. I’ve been taking ‘T’ for about five years now and it’s helped cure all of my dysphoria. Shits a life changer I'm telling you.” 

“What are the effects of it? Like what are the changes exactly?” 

“Well for starters, they vary between trans guys but it makes them taller, helps with hair and public hair growth, muscle gain, voice changes, and they develop a higher…” Kit's voice trails off at the end of his sentence, tension suddenly filling the air as silence sounds from his end. 

“Higher what?” You ask, worry and panic filling your veins as your hand raises to your mouth. Just as you begin to bite your nails out of anxiousness, Kit clears his throat before he continues. 

“Sex drive. You have a higher sex drive. I would go into more depth about it but I assume you haven’t gone through a bottom surgery and still have your area so I won't get into it. Also, a very important thing, if you continue to take ‘T,’ your period will eventually stop.” 

“Are you serious?” Your mouth opens slightly in shock at Kit’s last statement. “Like the period thing.” 

“Dead serious. I'm telling you this shit is a fucking live saver. Anyways, you think you're up to taking it?” 

“It sounds heavenly so absolutely. How do I get it?” 

“Well, you need to get it prescribed to you by a doctor. I can send you to mine so you won’t have to be as anxious going to the office. I promise you, they’re the sweetest person ever and will be so patient with you during the first few weeks or so of you taking it.” 

“I’d appreciate that, actually. I have a lot of anxiety when it comes to doctors and shit so going to see someone that you are accustomed to seeing will help ease me a bit.” 

“Word. I’ll text them here in a minute to let them know I'm sending you their way before I text Nick the office’s number.”

“Alright, thank you, Kit. I really appreciate it.” 

“Don’t sweat it! If you ever need help, don’t be shy to tell Nick. Hell, he can even send you my number so we can chat one-on-one if you’re up to it. All your call though! Don’t want to push you out of your comfort zone or anything.” 

“I’ll have Nick send me your number. I think it’d be easier texting you myself than talking to you through Nick.” 

“Sounds good. Well, if that’s all I'm going to dip now. Text or call me if anything comes up! Nice talking to you, y/n! Oh, and Nick too I guess.” 

Nick rolls his eyes, an unamused expression clear on his face as his thumb hovers over the end call button. “Goodbye Kit,” Nick states, his monotone voice drawing a small chuckle from the male on the other line. 

“Goodbye Nick.” The moment Kit voices his reply,  Nick ends the call and stuffs his phone back in the planet of his pants. After he huffs softly and gazes down at you, he watches as a small smile creeps onto your lips. Feeling his eyes on you, you pick your head up and lock eyes with Nick, a soft red hue immediately taking over the tips of your ears and cheeks. 

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” You ask, a hand coming up to cover your flushed face. 

“You look so happy it’s so cute,” Nick replies with a small chuckle. Before you get to add to the conversation, Nick cups your face with both his hands and begins peppering your face with small pecks. The action immediately draws soft laughter from your lips, your eyes shutting and the blush on your cheeks deepening a shade or two. 

“Nick!” You exclaim through giggles. You set both your hands on Nick’s shoulders and begin to softly shove him away. After a few moments, the male finally pulls away and gives you the largest and cheesiest smile. 

“I love you so much, you know that?” Nick gushes as he sets his forehead against yours. 

“I love you more.” You reply softly, a shy chuckle escaping your lips. The moment Nick lands another tender kiss on your cheek, the sound of his phone dinging alerts the both of you. 

“God, that’s kids fast as hell,” Nick mumbles. You pull back from Nick’s grasp to allow him to grab his phone out of his pocket again. After turning the device on and scanning his eyes over the screen for a few seconds, he flips the phone towards you. You blink a few times to get your eyes to adjust to the bright light drawing from Nick’s phone and when you’re finally able to see his screen properly, your eyes skim over the single message resting on the lock screen. 

KIT

Just texted Remi. Here’s their number xxx-xxx-xxxx txt them when you want! 

Your eyes light up at the text and you quickly lift your head to meet Nick’s gaze. “Text them!” You exclaim as you latch onto the boy’s shoulders. As you begin to shake him, Nick chuckles softly and rests his hands on your arms. 

“Alright, alright. I won’t be able to text them if you keep shaking me.” Nick says through soft laughter. You immediately stop your actions and drop your hands onto your lap at the male’s statement.

“My bad.” As you rub your nape and gaze down at the floor, Nick smiles softly and sets a hand in your hair to ruffle it. The action draws a small surprised exclamation from you however you don’t lean away and rather you simply smile widely. 

“You gotta stop apologizing kid” Nick scolds gently with a small shake of the head. You smile innocently at the boy and lean into his palm when he begins to card his fingers through your hair. “I'm gonna give Remi a text, alright?”

You eagerly nod your head and look up at Nick through your lashes, the large smile on your lips not faltering. As you quietly watch the male type away on his phone, you begin to feel the excitement build up inside you. If ‘T’ was just as good as Kit said it'd be, you could kiss all of your dysphoria away and finally live a worry-free life. You would finally be happy if everything worked out like you hoped it would.

You wouldn't have to spend hours upon hours on the bathroom floor spiraling and sobbing about your appearance and wouldn't have to feel the need to hide out in your and Nick’s place. You'd be content with your life and God knew you were in desperate need of some happiness in your life. 

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TIME SKIP

It's been about three and a half months since you've been taking testosterone. It took about a week to see results but when you started to see some bodily changes, you were over the moon. The first change you took notice of was your skin texture. Your skin started to become very oily and thick and you had to make a few changes in your skincare routine to help fix it. Nothing too major.

The next change was your odor. Now, you were plenty aware of males carrying a natural and unpleasant scent but you weren't quite prepared to develop it yourself. When you noticed this, you made sure to change your cologne to a stronger smelling one in hopes of making your newfound ‘stench.’

The next change, which was the one you were looking forward to the most, was your voice. You slowly but surely started to develop a deeper voice as you continued to take your dosages. When this change started occurring, you felt as though you were going through puberty again. (Which was fine by you. If it took you going through puberty a hundred more times just to pass and get rid of your dysphoria, you were more than willing to do it.)

As your voice started to change, the number of voice cracks you developed was embarrassing, to say the least. When Nick took notice of this, the usual teasing he did seemed to increase significantly. 

EXHIBIT A

You silently watched some supernatural series you stumbled upon on your TikTok feed as you lay down on the sofa at Nick’s place. The Sturniolo household was awfully quiet with both Matt and Chris being out with their friends. This ultimately left you and Nick to do whatever y'all want without being interrupted by the two males, You were so absorbed in the show that played rather loudly on your phone that you failed to notice Nick walk downstairs and enter the living room.

Noticing that you weren't aware of his presence yet, the male quietly made his way over to you. Upon arriving at the sofa where your frame lay comfortably, he peered over the back of the sofa to make sure he wasn't in your line of sight before loudly shouting and grabbing both of your arms. At the sudden exclamation, you scream loudly, your voice cracking in the progress, and you soon find yourself stumbling off the sofa and falling to the floor. 

The moment your back collides with the floorboards with a soft thud, the sound of Nick’s loud laughter runs through your ears. 

“You sound like a fucking elementary school boy!” Nick exclaims through hard laughter. As you boost yourself up into a sitting position, you roll your eyes. The moment you shift your gaze up, you watch Nick stumble around the sofa and walk up to you, soft giggles still escaping his lips. The moment he takes in the harsh glare you're sending him, he begins laughing hard again. 

“Nick.. It's never that funny.” You grumble, your voice low as you try to bite back the smile threatening to creep onto your lips. 

“It's so funny!” As you sigh heavily, Nick falls to the floor as more laughs rack his body. 

“I can't with you.” You boost yourself up to your feet and leave the living room to go to the kitchen, leaving Nick laughing his heart out on the floor in the living room. 

You were hoping that these voice cracks of yours would decrease the more that took testosterone but that was the least of your concerns at this point. The final change you took notice of (as of right now) was the muscle building up on your arms. Your once-thin limbs started to gain quite a few muscles as you continued to take the medication and you didn't have to do very much to keep it up.

You were quite happy with the sleeper build you had going on considering how you always wanted one but you wanted to attempt to build more muscle. When you began to work on your physique, Nick immediately took notice of it. 

A cold shiver ran down your spine as you stood in front of Nick’s front door. The winter wind was harshly hitting your face and the only thing that covered your body and provided you with a little warmth was the hoodie loosely hugging your frame. You would let yourself in the house however you left the spare key Nick gave you in his room. As you shut your eyes and heavily exhale, the sound of the door unlocking rings through your ears. Upon the door opening with a soft creek, you open your eyes and you’re immediately greeted by Nick who has a large blanket tucked around him. 

“What the hell are you doing in sweatpants and a hoodie?” Nick asks as he narrows his eyes at you. 

“This is all I had in my closet. Everything else was in the washer or dryer.” You reply with a frown. Nick huffs softly and grabs your bicep to pull you inside, the warm air filling the house immediately drawing a content sigh from your lips. “God, it feels amazing in here.” 

As you turn around to face Nick, a bewildered expression paints your features at the sight of the male intently staring at your arm, specifically the area he is currently grasping. 

“You good? Do I have something on me?” 

“No, no, you don't have anything on you.” 

“Then what's wrong?”

Silence drifts between the two of you as Nick continues to wordlessly stare at your arm. Feeling rather uneasy with the silence, you open your mouth to say something however are interrupted by Nick saying, “Did you start working out?” 

 Your face immediately flushes as Nick finally shifts his gaze up to you. After locking eyes with the boy, you slowly nod your head and reply, “Yeah.”

“SINCE WHEN?? LOOK AT YOUR FUCKING ARMS!”

You hold back a chuckle when Nick begins to feel your bicep, his eyes wide in pure shock. “Since like last week. As much as I liked my sleeper build I had to work on my physique a little more.”

“Holy fuck y/n…” Nick mutters under his breath as he takes his other hand and begins to squeeze your other arm. As the male continues his actions, you can't help but notice the subtle shade of blush dusting over the tips of his ears and cheeks. Your eyebrows furrow slightly at the sight and a mischievous smile soon overtakes your lips as you continue to gaze at the boy. 

“You know what else I've been working on?

“What?” When you gently grasp Nick’s wrist and remove it from your bicep, he silently watches as you rest his palm on your stomach. The moment you set his hand against your clothed torso, his face flushes a deep red color, followed by his eyes widening. You can't help but laugh at the sight of the hard blushing boy in front of you and you pull his hand away as you double over in laughter.

“You want me dead, don't you?” Nick mumbles, his free hand quickly coming up to cover his face. 

“Maybe.” As you stand upright again, you send Nick a teasing smile before you grab the back of his neck and pull him in for a kiss, the feeling of the male melting into the affection bringing a small smile to your lips. 

Since you were only a few months into taking testosterone, you knew that you would experience more changes. Remi, the doctor that Kit suggested you see, filled you in on what those changes would be and when you would most likely experience each of them. They were very supportive on your entire journey of being on ‘T’ and didn’t hesitate to answer any questions that you have regarding it.

When you were beginning to run out of gel, (they suggested you take this type of testosterone considering your great fear of needles. You tried to take it through the injections but even with Nick’s help, it never went well.) you immediately notified them and they sent you another dosage.

Kit was also very supportive and encouraging during this whole process. He often texted you every week or so to ask how you were holding up and such. When you told him about the changes you were experiencing or if he caught onto them himself, he showed a lot of excitement for you. 

The most encouraging person however was obviously Nick. He always reminded you to apply your gel if it slipped your mind and often suggested that he put it on you himself. Every time you notice a subtle change in your body, you don’t hesitate to call the boy and inform him of it. At times, you felt as though he was more excited by your accomplishments than you were.

Every time you came over and your voice had gone through a slight change or you were starting to gain a little more height, he would be smiling widely and devouring you in pecks all over your face. (This would often lead to a small make-out session in his room but no one’s gotta know that) He was always so happy for you and showed you nothing but love and support and you would be forever grateful for him. 

You were plenty aware of the fact that your journey as a trans male was far from over however you knew that Nick would be by your side every step of the way. 

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[soapyghost]

i need to give könig a smooch RIGHT NOW or i will DIE. he deserves THE WORLD. i need to HOLD HIM and SMOOCH HIS FOREHEAD and TELL HIM HE IS LOVED (may i have könig x gender neutral reader fluff blease??? i just know that he is so sweet and so adorable. he is my sweet cheese, my babygirl and there is so little content for him)

ABSOLUTELY! König makes my whole life better. UGH I love him.

Pure fluff coming up-

It’s been a week since you found that crumpled note under your pillow. You could tell instantly by the terrible, yet somewhat cute, handwriting that it was Königs penmanship.

Will you go to the mall with me on Saturday to buy me civvy clothes?

-König

The sound of your blood rushes to your ears. Is this him asking you on a date? Or was this just an invitation because he was to nervous to go on his own? Your heart flutters at the thought of walking around the mall with König by your side. You fold the note and tuck it safely into your breast pocket, smiling to yourself.

Saturday seems to take eons. You’re mind wanders during every meeting and debrief. The only thing in your mind during every moment of every day is your date with König. When Saturday finally rolls around you can’t get to the parking lot fast enough to meet him. You see him far before he sees you, and you’re surprised that he isn’t in his mask. Instead opting for a black baseball cap and a surgical mask, which with the ongoing pandemic made it look normal. His clothes on the other hand look liked they had been picked out of the trash from a Goodwill. His cargo pants were much too large and his black t-shirt was way too small, but it did show off his muscles.

“Hey big guy! You ready?” You shout to him across the parking lot. The sound of your voice puts him at ease almost immediately. His eyes light up and he rushes over to you. He’s different with you, softer, which you would never expect from a 6’9” German man. “You all ready to go?” He asks with such excitement he can barely contain himself. The entire ride to the mall you and König don’t stop talking, laughing and singing terribly to the songs on the radio.

But the moment you two step out of the car he freezes, car door still open. You can see the terror in his face as he sees the people lingering outside the mall. You rush over to the other side and put an arm on his bicep, “hey hey. It’s ok. I’m right here” you whisper as you look into his eyes. “It’s gonna be ok, I promise.” You grab onto his hand and that finally softens him. He comes back to you and to earth. “Ok. I believe you” he murmurs, looking back into your eyes and squeezes your hand.

As the two of you walk through the sliding glass doors into the noisy mall you can feel Königs grip tighten on yours. People begin to turn and see this hulking giant of a man and whisper to each other. You know König has some pretty severe anxiety, “hey. Anytime you need to leave we can leave” you say. He simply shakes his head, “No. I want to do this. With you” he whispers, eyes sinking to the floor. You cup his chin and raise his eyes back to yours “I want to do this with you too” you smile, “how about this, anytime you feel anxious you squeeze my hand and we’ll stop whatever it is we’re doing and I’ll tell you a joke?” “I don’t want to hurt you” he replies, gesturing at how his hand dwarfs yours. “Dont worry about it big guy, I can handle it”

You make your way through the stores, laughing at the outfits he tries to pick out for himself. König may be one of the best soldiers out there but he has the fashion sense of a dead snail. You help him choose some basic clothes, jeans, T-shirts that actually fit, and a new pair of sneakers. Surprisingly, he only squeezes your hand a few times the whole time you’re in the mall with him. You’re so proud. Once your shopping trip is over you take him to the food court to treat him to a soft pretzel and some boba.

As he bites into the pretzel his face twists into disgust. “This is your idea of a pretzel?” He mutters, spitting it out into a napkin. You can help but burst out laughing at the look of horror on his face. “Mother would be so dissapointed in this… abomination”. “Oh I am so sorry our food does not live up to your expectations my King” you retort. He laughs. A big hearty laugh you only hear when you’re alone, never ever in public. He takes a sip of the boba tea, fully expecting to hate it, but it takes him by surprise how much he loves it. “We should get this back on base” he says inbetween sips. “Indeed” you agree, seeing him so happy and worry free stirs something inside you. You want him to feel like this every day, all day. You promise yourself then and there that you would do everything possible to make sure that becomes reality. “I really had a great time today, König. Thank you for taking me” you declare.

“I would like to take you on more dates in the future” he responds. Eyes full of hope that you will agree.

“Nothing in this world would make me happier.” You smile, taking his hand in both of yours.

#mw2 #mw2 x reader #könig #König mw #fluff #modern warfare 2 #könig mw2 #soapy asks

[rdiowx]

EDGING BASEMENT GEE

Special appearance from: bullets!Frank iero

I have so many ideas its not even funny

Porn with little to no plot, edging, handjob (Gerard is receiving), begging, crying, Gerard being a cutie, answering the phone, sub!gee, reader is cruel</3, referenced frerard x reader i guess, reader makes gee ask frank for permission, not many uses of y/n but theres like one (1) , cum eating lol, finger sucking, accidentally dialogue heavy, timeline fuckery

Gender neutral/nonbinary!reader

You had told Gerard you would be busy today and yet, he still decided he was gonna call you as if he was dying. When you finally had the time to answer your phone, you were simply met with a whine at the other end and his soft voice —albeit a little hoarse,probably from crying— finally spoke, “please, please dont be mad at me im sorry, i need you. please.”

As of now you were in Gerards room, or technically his basement with him between your legs; back facing as you fist his cock like you had been for maybe the past half hour. “Oh- god! please, please let me cum please im sorry!” Gerard mewled as you slowed down yet again. “Hm..do you think you deserve it baby? After i told you i was doing important stuff today? After you completely disregarded what i said?” You replied, pressing a kiss to his sweat covered neck as you moved his hair. “I- oh god! I’m sorry i am i swear!” He cried gripping the sheets as well as trying to buck his hips fruitlessly as you moved your free hand to hold them down.

Your movements were cut off as Gerards ringtone startles you from the nightstand. You reach over to grab the phone and flip it open seeing the caller id. “Hey Frankie.” You greeted starting your slow pace back up again. “Hey, is Gerard there? We were supposed to go over some things for the band today.” He replied as a look of terror crossed Gerards face seemingly pleading for you to not put him on the phone. “Oh yea of course he’s right here.” You smiled teasingly at Gerard. “Sweet thanks.” Frank seemed grateful as you handed gee the phone much to his dismay. “Hi-hey man whats up?” Gerard faltered trying to hold back a moan. “Gerard are you okay?” Frank asked concerned.

“Oh-um yea im okay, what did you need?” He tried to act confident, but you could see he was cracking and you were gonna push him to that point. Speeding up your pace Gerard squealed and tried to get you to stop with the hand that wasnt holding the phone. “Gerard, give the phone back to (y/n) .” Frank demands and he does so. “What did he do this time?” Frank questioned as you squeezed the base of Gerards cock, making him jump a little.

“Couldn’t get himself off so he decided to call me until i answered the phone so he could cum, although i have been edging him for almost an hour now.” You responded flatly, feeling Gerard twitch under your hand and completely letting go causing a loud whine to escape from his throat. “Hey baby, why dont you ask Frankie if you can cum yet?” You cooed, running your fingers through his grease ridden hair and putting the phone on speaker.

“Please! Please Frankie can i cum? I apologized and im- i promise im sorry!” Gerard Bawled as you kissed the tears on his cheek. “Aw, alright, you can cum on one condition.” Frank began, obviously teasing. “Make it to an hour first and then you can cum all you want.” Frank decided. “Ok-Okay!” He stuttered, as you had started pumping him again. “Thank you, bye Frankie, ill see you later.” You gigged and waited for him to reply, hanging up the phone and putting it beside you.

“Alright baby you heard what frankie said. You have about 10 minutes left.” You informed, causing him to let a choked out moan. You keep teasing him,often taking your hand completely off and watching him twitch and beg even though he already knew the rule. When he had finally made it to an hour, he was covered in a layer of sweat and tears as he shook. “Alright gee, im gonna let you cum now.” You cooed as you sped up for the last time.

He sobbed in relief at thoes words and you tried to keep him from breaking your hand from how hard he was holding it. “Tha-Thank you! Oh god! Thank you thank you thank you!” Gerard chanted as he finally released and you watched as his cum painted your hand and his stomach. You scooped up some of the cum on Gerards stomach and coaxed him to open his mouth, which he did with no complaints and you gently put your fingers in his mouth and he moaned around them. “You did so so good for me gee.” You whispered as you kissed his head. “C’mon lets go clean you up now.” You finished as you helped gee up from his position.

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[ryker-writes]

hello ! how are you ? well if you dont mind, please vil schoenheit x reader (from ramshackle, she always had a crush on him but never tell him being afraid of being rejected), we all know that vil can be mean but we still love him, the reader is very kind and always worried about him ( like she always try her best to make him feel better when he's not okay and feel loved, because he grow up with no mother, like a mother with her son having so much mercy on him), one day she'll looks at him with tears in her eyes, touching his face slowly then cries ( she always loved him and want to be in a relationship with him, but she's afraid of not being happy with him because sometimes he's mean, and arrogant, so she's lost inside not knowing what to do) and you can continue what will happend !! thank you and good luck !! ( the reader can be gender if you want i dont mind, sorry for my bad english >~< !!) 💕💖

heyo! I'm doing well thanks for asking! I'm very much enjoying writing requests. I enjoyed writing this! It's kind of soft moments with the TWST characters (especially one's like Vil) that I love. I was a little unsure of how to end it so sorry if it sounds awkward or Ooc. Anyway I hope I was able to do your request right and thank you so much for the request! <3

it was hard not to like Vil

he's very intelligent, talented, passionate, and hard working

not to mention his beauty

just looking at him is enough to take your breath away

but he had hundreds of fans who also saw this

and they wanted all of his attention

Vil was kind enough to give them plenty

he was always so nice to them

of course you liked Vil

he was always trying to help those around him look their best

Vil wanted to surround himself with people he deemed worthy

and that meant they had to look and act beautifully

he always was correcting others looks, language, and behavior

sure he could be mean about it sometimes and people often saw it as him bossing them around

but you always knew there was more to it than that

you knew that he simply strived for beauty in every aspect of his life and that included those around him

it was hard not to love Vil

very few get the opportunity to be alone with him

you considered yourself very lucky to be one of those people

it was getting late and almost time for the celebrity to rest for the night

he didn't say anything, but you could just feel that something was wrong

but when you asked he simply said nothing was wrong

a lie

you could tell

so even though he didn't tell you what was wrong, you reassured him that he could tell you if something was wrong

he just hummed and told you that you should probably be heading back to Ramshackle and he has to get ready for bed anyway

after all you shouldn't see Vil without his makeup and being less than perfect

he wouldn't want that to happen

but you just smiled at him

"You're already perfect without any of your makeup. Besides, your beauty goes beyond just your looks."

there was silence for a minute before he chuckled

"I suppose you're right. Thank you. You should be heading to bed though. Getting enough sleep will help your skin."

of course you loved Vil

but you would never tell him

you've seen how mean he can be to some people and he can really tear them down under the guise of helping them

Vil would never accept your love anyway

he had so many other fans that loved him, why would he choose you?

Vil had a rough day today, so naturally you were there for him

he had been standing in front of you and venting about all the trouble the first years caused

he was insulting all the first years as he talked

hearing him just absolutely tear into the first years had started something in your brain

would Vil talk about you like this if you did something wrong?

you love Vil, you truly do

but would you be able to take his insults day after day of being with him?

could you even be happy like that? being with the one you love but he treats you like that?

at some point Vil had stopped talking and was now fully facing you

he never liked being worried or stressed because it can cause wrinkles and acne, but there he was with a worried expression

you heard him ask why you were crying

you were crying? since when?

had your thoughts really driven you so far that you were crying in front of him?

he probably thinks of crying as an ugly thing right?

would he start insulting you here and now for doing something so ugly?

slowly, you reached out to cup his cheek

though you're not sure why you did so

he didn't push you away or try to stop you at all

he even leaned into your touch and sighed

"If you felt that strongly about the first years, you could have told me."

shaking your head you mumbled, "It's not that. I just..."

"You're tired of hearing me talk like this."

hesitantly you nodded

that may have been part of it, but he doesn't need to know the rest

he hummed, "I suppose I haven't been to kind lately. How horrible of me. You're too kind to me and I just stand here insulting everyone else."

gently, he set his hand atop yours and removed it from his face

his fingers intertwined with yours and he used his other hand to wipe the tears off your face

"This would be so much easier if you just confessed your feelings already."

w h a t

no really, what?

he knows????

how does he know?

was it obvious?

Vil seemed to sense your internal panic and chuckled

"I've had people fall in love with me before Darling. It's easy to recognize. I'm more surprised you haven't said anything. If you did then I'm sure all of this would be easier for you to talk about. So tell me, why haven't you?"

there was a moment of silence as you processed everything

once your brain had a moment to catch up, you told him

"I'm just a bit worried. You can be really mean sometimes, and I just...I don't know if I can handle that."

for a split second, he looked offended before sighing again

"I would never want to be mean or insult you, ever. You are the one person who doesn't need me to help with their appearance. Even I can't improve what's already perfect."

Of course, Vil loved you too

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst vil #vil schoenheit #vil x reader #vil shoenheit x reader #twst vil x reader

[star-railfanboy]

Hello I was wondering if you could make a honkai star rail story with the reader being a member of the Astral Express crew and their extremely innocent and naive, but when the Astral Express crew arrived at the Xianzhou Loufu the reader is kidnapped by Blade and Kafka after a small battle and the reader is injured and they kidnapped the reader because they were much more useful to the stellaron hunters alive than dead because of their ancestry from a forgotten race that was known as the Ali beautiful creatures with wing made of crystal and the light that shines through their wings can harm those they see as an enemy. (I made up the whole Ali thing but you're more than welcome to write this in anyway you please, and I wish you a good morning/afternoon or goodnight ☺️)

|Hello anon I'll be changing the Ali concept to something else. The reader will still have wings. They will still be from a forgotten race. :) I hope it's written ok. The trailblazer is not the reader and will be Caelus(it'll switch between Caelus and Stelle with requests.) This will be a love triangle between Blade and Kafka with a gender neutral reader as well as scenario as it wasn't specified. It'll be a love triangle since I don't write poly my apologies. I have nothing against it I am just monogamous. As always feel free to change the pronouns to fit your own. I hope you enjoy and I wish you a lovely day or night.

Blade and Kafka x A Gender Neutral Reader.

Warnings: Mentions of fighting, minor injuries, kidnapping, spoilers for Kafka's companion quest as well as the main story quest, |

Kafka and Blade Love Triangle

(Name) had gone with the first group of the Loufu. They were confused about several things that happened. Once everything was done and over with they were walking around and had seen Caelus in an alleyway. They were about to go over and greet the silver haired trailblazer but stopped when they saw Kafka.

They tilted their head and walked over. "Are you friends with the Stellaron hunters Caelus?" (Name) asked seeing Blade in the shop. Kafka's eyes lit up upon seeing them again. "Oh we met again." She said with a smile. Caelus gave her an uneasy look and stepped between the two. As the smile she made seemed to be plotting something.

"Don't worry Kiddo. Our intentions with them aren't bad. Now It's time to get back to your friends. I want to chat with this little one for a bit." Kafka stated using her powers. Caelus felt he couldn't refuse. (Name) looked confused. "I'll catch up with you after our chat." They said giving their friend a smile. She's friends with Caelus so she must not be too bad.

After Caelus left Blade walked out of the shop. "Sam messaged me an update to our script from Elio. So (Name) we're supposed to bring you back with us. He didn't specify alive or dead." She said with the same smile from earlier. She thought they were definitely a cute one. What's more they are supposed to have a hidden power.

There wasn't much know about their race. What Kafka was able to find out wasn't much which piqued her curiosity. They gave her a confused look. She grinned they seemed so innocent. It was rather adorable.

"I can't go with you though. I told Caelus I'd head back after them. Dan Heng and Mr. Yang get worried if I'm gone for too long. I dont want to be scolded again about how dangerous it is to be alone by Mr. Yang." (Name) said with a frown. Kafka gave a small laugh they were simply too adorable. She wanted to see what was so special about them.

"Bladie detain them to bring them back with us." Kafka commanded. Blade simply nodded and charged them they didn't appear to have weapon up until he brought his down to strike them. A weapon made of a pure looking crystal appeared in their hands quickly blocking Blade's strike.

Blade's eyes widened as he felt his mind coming back to him. Only Kafka's powers kept his mind in tack from the Mara inflicted on him. He felt his sanity coming back just being near them. He wondered what kind of powers they held to achieve that. He definitely couldn't kill them now. It seemed his partner realized the same thing. "Looks like they will be useful to us Bladie. Better keep them alive." Kafka stated.

Blade and the nameless started clashing Weapons once again. The stellaron hunter being relentless in his acts to weaken the other's defenses and energy. At one point his feet were encased in some sort of crystal like substance. He quickly smashed it and rushed the other to prevent them from thinking of a plan.

He wanted to avoid harming them but with every battle some wounds are bound to arise. The clearness he felt from his mara stricken mind was nice almost addicting to him. After all its been a long long time since he was able to think clearly and not just be a puppet for Kafka. He'll have to patch them up back at the base. Eventually they lost all of their strength by trying to block the acts as well as the injuries they sustained.

(Name) unwillingly dropped their crystal weapon and their legs gave out on them. Then before they were aware of what happened they blacked out. Falling completely to the ground. Blade walked over and carefully picked them up. After they fell unconscious wings that appeared of the same crystal as their weapon appeared on their back as though the nameless had been concealing them.

"You didn't over due it did you Bladie? It'd be a shame for someone as lovely as them to be harmed." Kafka stated walking over. As she approached she noticed their injuries they got slowly fading away. "It seems that our dear (Name) has an enhanced healing ability. The powers seem to also effect your mind. Though I feel they are too much of a cutie to stay with you. I wonder if Eilo would let me keep them with me."

Blade gave her a quick glare as if to warn her he won't let that happen willingly. The two shot the other a look signaling this wasn't going to resolved easily. They made their way back to the base. Silverwolf looked up from her game and saw the two enter with an unconscious person. The person looked like a new character that was recently released in her gatcha game. Wings and a lovely appearance go match. She wondered if the person was inspiration for the character.

"Whose that?" She asked her taller companions. Kafka gave her a smile. "My new partner Eilo sent us to retrieve them while we were still aboard the Loufu." She answered putting a hand to her chest. She decided after all they were simply too adorable for her to resist.

Blade gave a glare and held them closer to himself. "They are not." He stated. He was willing to fight Kafka for the person who cleared his mind. The two were certainly going to fight for (Name)'s love and affection. However one thing was for certain the nameless weren't getting their innocent (Name) back anytime soon if ever. Kafka and Blade would ensure they remind as the Stellaron hunters dear Ali.

#taylor writes #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x gender neutral reader #hsr kafka #kafka x gn reader #hsr blade #blade x gn reader #kafka x reader #blade x reader

[starrynightnight]

weight of the world

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welt yang x reader

wc: fuck if i know

a/n: its 1am, this shit aint proofread in any way, and i am running simply on the fact i had to get this outta my head or i couldnt sleep. enjoy, or dont, idc.. if theres any inconsistensies with the lore shhhhh there isnt shshhshhh we retcon shit in this house

notes: gn! reader (at least i think i didnt use any gendered terms for them), reader is implied to have sacrificed themself, i am not familiar with honkai lore AT ALL

☆ ♡ ☆

it was too sudden back then.

the stand against sirin, ottos betrayal - welt had really held his own

and yet, when the dust settled, he couldnt do more than hold your lifeless remains close, tattered from the hell they went through.

he vowed to never forget you. just like he carried humanity, he carried you within his heart.

still, he couldnt help but forget. nothing could replicate your scent, your touch, your love. nothing in this world would even come close to the salvation that was holding you close.

which is why it was both an immense relief and a stab through his chest seeing you again, alive and well, living among 'your' people.

because you were here, right in front of him, offering your assistance in finding and removing the stellaron from your planet. but you werent his.

the 'you' that was welts was now nothing but ash and bittersweet memories, flickering through time.

the threat of the stellaron was soon quelled, thanks to the trailblazers from beyond the stars. while your people celebrated, you sat further away from all the chatter and laughter. big gatherings were never your thing, but for once you could indulge in the glee of your people from afar.

you felt the presence of the older trailblazer before you saw him sit beside you. no words needed to be said. for some reason, silence felt complete beside him.

you tried offering him and his companions the best accomodations your settlement could offer. its the least they deserved after saving your people, and you swear you saw his breath hitch.

it pained welt to say no to you, but he knew if he were to spend one more night here, he would never want to leave.

he would never want to go back home, because deep down he knew it was no longer 'home', not without you.

and you were here.

oh, how hed love to hold you, to kiss you, to completely indulge in you one last time. his hands didnt remember what your skin felt like, he couldnt remember your taste, your touch. time mercilessly eroded all he had of you.

and now you stand before him, and he cant have you, because youre not his.

but you are still you.

so he departs, because if he doesnt, he might never want to leave your side again. welt is a stranger to you in this world, and you are not his.

he leaves you with the words he wished hed told you sooner, before the ash coated your skin. before you ceased to be his.

"you need not carry the weight of the world alone."

#welt yang #welt yang x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #hsr welt #lord have mercy i havent written anything in so long

[lemonyboy97]

Requested by a friend without an account - love you <3

BAKUGOU PROPOSAL HEADCANONS

Genre: Headcanons, Fluff

Warnings: None

Gender: Gender nuetral; however, the part about rings assumes you would wear a traditionally female styled ring, sorry.

Note: currently stuck on headcanons for Saiki K x you and working another kageyama request too, please leave a note (<3) if you enjoyed. Feel free to send in requests :), love y'all

P.s: I just realised I didnt capitalize 'bakugou' in here a single time. Im not going back to fix it so. Grammer freaks.... read it and weep.

Like my other proposal headcanons with Steve (toh) Bakugou is 100% the one to propose, becausr you've got another thinf coming if you think you're beating this boy to the punch. As far as hes concerned he's never lost anything, he's not about to start lol.

That being said, I think the ring pro hero bakugou and the ring fresh out of UA bakugou would get you are very different.

Pro hero bakugou has more money to spend on his lovely s/o, i also stick by the idea that he would 100% show you off. "My s/o's better than yours sh¡tty nerd" <- actual thing he's said. Anyways, pro hero would buy you a flashier ring, defiently an eye catcher, whereas UA grad bakugou would buy you something more afforable, but still pretty.

For setting i feel like he swings either way. It can be big and grand and splendourious (yes i made up that word), or it can be small and personal, i think it really depends on the person he's proposing to. <3

Loving you

We can go ahead and establish that bakugou is a very caring + attentive partner. I get the distinct vibe of a "im mean to everyone BUT you" trope (for obvious reasons lol)

Potential pet names/nicknames: n/n (short version of your name), (whatever your parents call you when you're in trouble/were in trouble, simply to annoy you), dear, darling, sweetheart(on special occasions/comforting you), nerd, wench, (if youre a hero your hero name), depending on your heratige/culture he would learn a name like amor (love) or mi vida (my life) in your language to 'impress you'

I feel like bakugou is so soft for you playing with his hair. Like imagine...

Youre sitting on the couch in your shared apartment, waiting on Katsuki to hurry up with the ding darn snacks for movie night. This (fine) man suanters in (iykyk) with the snack bowl, and plops his butt on the ground infront of you, in between your legs >not like that you dingdongs< and baisically shoves his head into your (willing) hands. Grunting something about 'my dang head hurts', 'fix it wench' until you gently begin to card your fingers through his (soft) hair.

Regardless of gender of the gender of person he's taking as his own, i feel like this man would be secretly overjoyed to have little choas gremlins running around (if you wanted to deal with them AND your gremlin husband)

I mean, look at him

Note: Dont be shy, send me requests, keep me BusY i aint got nothing better to do, have a lovely day/night y'all <33

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[hwa-ae]

can u pls write hanjin and mute reader? hanjin's gf bully her but than he noticed and yada yada yada. Ty!

Promise —

: ̗̀⇢pairings: school au! hanjin x mute! reader

: ̗̀⇢synopsis: IN WHICH mute! reader gets bullied by hanjin's girlfriend, now ex-girlfriend, after he found out.

: ̗̀⇢genre: angst to fluff, sfw

: ̗̀⇢warnings: hanjin's girlfriend is really mean here, swearing, reader isn't specified to have a gender but is called a 'whore' once, written in lowercase on purpose, written in second person

"pathetic bitch who can't even speak! hah, you think you can steal my man? as if!" hanjin's girlfriend, jiwon, spat at you as she poured hot water, just below boiling, all over your head, causing you to whimper as the water dripped down your face.

"girls, let's teach this whore not to mess around with taken men, shall we?" jiwon laughed mockingly, kicking your stomach and stepping on your leg harshly.

you didn't even do anything, only tapping on hanjin's shoulders to ask for notes as you couldnt speak to get his attention, but apparently his girlfriend had other thoughts, thinking you were trying to flirt with him.

jiwon's minions proceeded to pull at your hair, stomping aggressively at your legs and stomach as they threw extra food they got from lunch at you. you tried to stop them, desperately, with futile attempts of shielding yourself from any attack from them. you made strange noises, in an attempt to get anyone's attention without words you couldnt speak.

"jiwon! what are you doing?" you heard a familiar voice call out as the door suddenly slammed open. it was hanjin.

"h-hanjin... i-i wasnt doing anything, i swear! i was helping her, really!" she sent you a threatening look for you to nod along and agree with her, which only caused hanjin to look at her disapprovingly.

"jiwon, i thought you were better than this. i cant believe you would bully a poor girl. i cant stand being with a bully, jiwon, lets break up." he stated simply as he shoved his way between jiwon's minions to help you up.

"what? you're breaking up with me? for this mute girl who cant even speak?" she pointed at you accusingly, eyes wide in disbelief.

"so what if she's mute? she has a better heart than you, and she would never bully someone like you did. i dont want to see you anymore, jiwon. let's end this peacefully, i dont want to fight. dont show up in front of me again." hanjin spoke quickly yet sternly, before leaving the room and the girls in shock.

he wrapped his arm around your waist, aiding you in your trip to the nurse's office as he apologised for his now ex-girlfriend's actions, which you replied that your fine in sign language.

"im sorry you had to go through that, [name]. i promise I'll help you whenever something like that happens, i wont let you go through that again..." hanjin apologised again as he held your hand gently once you reached the nurses office. the nurse tended to your wounds gently as hanjin supported you the entire time.

'thank you for your help. im alright now.' you signed to him once your wounds were bandaged. you waited for his response patiently, only to receive none. you looked up slowly, not knowing what's going on, only to be met with a warm and gentle hug.

"im always be here for you, [name] i promise."

© 2024, hwa-ae ♥︎

do not steal, plagiarise or translate my work on any platforms!

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[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Karasuno's Manager:

Manager is in the Closet

Karasuno x GN! Manager

Warnings: none

A/N: This is a pride request from Gen Z anon! I kept this request inclusive for everyone in the LGBTQIA+ community 🥰 *edit I added "cisgender and heteroromantic at the suggestion of Gen Z anon!

🏳️‍🌈 Please Like, Share, Comment to support my writing 🏳️‍🌈

Ok first off Karasuno is genuinely one of the most supportive teams 👏🏻

Seriously look at what they deal with everyday YN?

Poor Takeda, Ukai and Daichi are simply happy you exist 🤚🏻

They won't care about the status of your sexuality or gender identity

But still, there's a difference between knowing this to be fact and convincing our brains as such

Coming out is such a huge step in someone's life

There's literally a million ways 🤚🏻

Please I shared a status that said "I'm bisexual and proud" and everyone was like "we know Tiffany" and I was like "😐 cool 👍🏻"

However, you've decided to keep it to yourself

Now it's not that you are ashamed, oh no no

It's that you just haven't figured out exactly how to tell our bubbly bbys yet

But luckily, you have me to help YN 🙌🏻

Honestly tho, I'm actually lowkey high key really good at keeping secrets

But since I'm writing for YN here, we gotta make it a tad bit- well...

💥 DRAMATIC 💥

So let's just say you were talking to your friend about pride

It's June and we are all in Pride/Gemini season so it's a party 🥳

"So YN are you planning to go to the pride parade this weekend?"- your friend

"I mean, I hope I can! I'll have to see if the coaches need me but I think I can probably get it excused"- you

Your friend looks at you questioningly

"YN haven't you told the team your part of the LGBTQIA+ community?"- you friend asks

You sigh a little-

"Not yet, I'm not exactly sure how to say it. Like do I just say "hey guys- guess what? I'm LGBTQIA+??"- you

"I mean that would definitely be one way YN?"- a voice booms from behind you

Your eyes widen 😳

Soul 👉🏻 leaves you body

You slowly turn to see Ukai and Takeda

Ukai is just staring at you and Takeda is all like "🤪 Hi Yn!" 👇🏻

Your mouth is just gaping, like the shock is still hitting you

"You- you uhh you, uhh I ummm- I"- You

Please Takeda stops you from talking YN, you've said enough 🤚🏻

"YN you know we care about you and accept you for who you are"- Takeda

"This changes nothing YN. You are an excellent manager"- Ukai

You 👉🏻 really 🥺🥺🥺

"Of course YN but that being said, we won't say anything to the team. That's on you"- Ukai

"Won't say anything to the team about what??"- Kageyama

Of course 😐🤦‍♀️

Please there is always one of them lurking everywhere

"Ummm- nothing! ITS NOTHING"- Takeda 🧍‍♂️

Please he's nervous 😅

"Whats nothing?"- Asahi

Oh sweet Jesus did like like someone turn on the bat signal?? Is there like a Karasuno version istg 🙄

"It's nothing! YN will tell you if they want too"- Ukai

"Wait- YN will tell us what if they want to?"- Tanaka

Seriously this has got to be a joke

At this point you are just waiting for Nekoma and Fukurodani to show up because you are sure it's another training camp

"Idk YN's keeping a secret"- Kageyama

"Ohh I love secrets tell me!"- Noya

You 👉🏻🧍‍♂️ 😐

"Guys it's nothing, I'll tell you later"- you

"Tell us what later?"- Daichi with Suga and Ennoshita

You know those clown cars were all the clowns just keep piling out, yep that's your situation YN 🤗

"Wait- YN are you dying?"- Noya 😱😱😱

If there was a cliff, we've just basically jumped off it

No point A to B here, we go from Point A to NUCLEAR MELTDOWN

And that's all they wrote folks because it's happening and it's happening fast

"YN'S DYING???"- Asahi, probably fainting

"OMG YN DONT DIE ON US PLEASE!!"- Tanaka begging at your feet

"We have to find a cure!! We must!"- Noya

"WILL YOU DORKS SHUT UP!"- Daichi

Please it's absolutely chaos

You need to stop this YN 🤚🏻

So you decide the best way to do it is just to dive in-

"GUYS IM LGBTQIA+"- You, probably breathing heavy

"Omg is that the illness you have YN??? It sounds serious!!!"- Tanaka

🙄🙄🙄 I'm sorry you have to deal with this YN

Thoughts and prayers 🙏🏻

"Tanaka it means YN is a member of the pride community you idiot!"- Suga says yelling

"Awe YN welcome to the community"- Kiyoko says congratulating you

"You?"- you says looking at her

Come on, we all know 😏

Kiyoko 👉🏻 🏳️‍🌈 🤗

"So YN isn't dying?"- Asahi

"YN probably would be dead already if it was left up to you all to save them"- Tsukishima 😒

"No Asahi, I'm not dying. I'm just not heterosexual, cisgender and/or heteroromantic"- you 🤷‍♀️

Same YN same 💅🏼

"Oh... so like can you still play volleyball?"- Hinata, now joining in

You 👉🏻😐🙄 Yes Hinata my sexuality has nothing to do with my volleyball skills

"So what if guys hit on you YN?"- Tanaka

"We can just scream 'BACK OFF YN DOESNT LIKE MEN'"- Noya

"Please dont"- you 😐

Please Noya and Tanaka are already forming a plan

"YN we appreciate you for who you are and nothing will ever change that!"- Suga says

"Yeah YN, we'd be lost without you"- Daichi

"🥺 you guys"- you 🥲

"So YN if Oikawa hits on you will you let him down hard! And like record it for me?"- Kageyama

You 👉🏻 I'll do what I can Kags 😃

"Ain't no city boy messing with our YN!"- Tanaka

Ennoshita please 😊

🤚🏻👨🏻‍🦲💥

"Hey-" Tanaka, rubbing the back of his head

"You guys really are the best team"- you

"Yeah we already know that YN"- Daichi 💅🏼

"Omg YN can we come to the pride parade with you??"- Hinata

"I personally love parades"- Asahi

"Omg we can dress up like a rainbow!"- Noya

"I don't look good in Yellow"- Suga

"Hinata can be orange since he's basically already a tangerine"- Kageyama

"SHUT UP CRAPPY-YAMA"- Hinata

👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻 this ensues

"YN seriously look what you did"- Daichi

You 👉🏻 🧍‍♂️

"I'm literally- you know what 🤚🏻"- you, going over to haul the two bbys away from each other

Aren't you glad you have the most supportive Team YN 🥰

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[unstabull]

TW victim blaming, mis-gendering in screenshot

TW personal mentions of my own abuse /trauma

warning for a long post

So I was going to just block and move on but considering @bcbdrums decided to post a screen shot with my username and tag the whole soul eater fandom in an attempt to, I dunno, shame me? I feel I need to at least say SOMETHING on my own behalf. I am trying to learn I matter and can stand up for myself and I think this is a good time to practice that.

So when the original post was made, in my head I was thinking to myself "I didn't tag or say who said the thing, I simply made it known the thing was said, so I could give my own opinion" and although I was a bit nervous in the end I decided this is my blog and I am allowed to have and even share an opinion.

I am a nervous mentally ill trauma survivor myself hence why I love Crona in the first place, so when I first even noticed the comment on my original post I was filled with immediate fear, because I had already openly disagreed with this person before. Now after some hours of panic and my mate waking up, so they could tell me what the comment said in the first place, (I was too frozen with fear to even go on the app), they suggested I not delete my post (which was my immediate reaction) and instead just block and remove the comment.

I did this because one I wasn't looking for an argument or a discussion, if I was I'd of reblogged the original post where the original thing was said. Two the reply itself was talking about how "the quote in that book meant adult child relationship-" I literally addressed this first thing by saying that no adults, in the universe in which we are discussing, are offering that help. So by starting with that they were ignoring what I already said. Three if you innately hate Crona why are you even near my blog? Personally I hate soul x maka and I could go comment on everything to do with it, but guess what? I don't, because I don't need to.

Now, when I was shown parts of a post, you ask why no one will talk to you about this ship, and instead they block or ignore you. From just a small search from back at our first interaction, I found many posts proving it would of been pointless to try discussing anything with you. One of the most concerning to me was this one:

you clearly hate Crona (and misgender them). In this post, you victim blame an abused child saying that they're willing in their actions? "Dont care if (their) mom was horrible that's no excuse" You are blaming an abused teen for doing what their abuser tells them they must, this kid is 15 and been groomed since day one of its life, and you're calling them cold blooded and willing? meaning they feel nothing no remorse and want to do these things? that's literally not true you are just insanely bias by your hate. If you actually understood what abused kids go through and feel you would know Crona had no options and deeply truly felt it had no choice. Even Maka understood this.

Now I'm not gonna continue about that or even go out of my way to pull any "evidence" for you on why Crona was clearly unwilling, because of posts like this:

"Crona should have died" like why the hell should anyone even attempt talking to you about this subject, when you're saying stuff like this? "It would have made Crona's story meaningful" you've obviously made up your mind that Crona is some heartless monster undeserving of forgiveness, and will forever be guilty in your eyes, so the idea you really believe you are capable of discussing this topic is ridiculous. And I'd like to stress again, you are talking about a mentally ill, abused 15 year old in the above post... fictional or not, I find your hate towards this abused teen disturbing. I really can't even imagine how you would view and treat real victims of abuse. I mean again even if it's fiction, you openly think a teenager deserves to die because in your eyes its the only way they can, what? "repent"? Like honestly that's pretty ableist in my opinion. The fact you can't accept that Crona is worth helping and deserves to be saved shows just how little you got out of this series.

Now I am going to discuss more personal topics and down to why I felt I truly needed to say something in the first place.

As previously stated I am an abuse and trauma survivor myself, I have been through a lot, and my first abuser was my older brother, and therefore I could not get away from him. Having a family member abuse you from day one and constantly be in power of you, and above you, and stronger than you, is extremely detrimental. I had him bullying me almost 24/7 growing up until I was finally about 11 or 12 when he went to live with my bio father. I was SO relieved he was leaving I cried with relief and couldn't wait till he left. And It wasn't until a couple of years later when I was about 14 that he came back. I was terrified. Now here's where people assume I should have said something or done something or perhaps even isolated completely to get away from my abuser (I did that near the end).

Well as a survivor of abuse I tend to always blame myself by default, and back then I had no confidence, I was pretending to be cishet, and also hiding that I wasn't "normal". So when my brother came home I was subservient to him almost immediately. I kept his secrets, I played the role assigned, I was his punchline, I was his errand boy.

Like Crona I felt I had no options and my best choice was to protect myself and to do whatever my abuser wanted and keep them appeased. Even if that meant hiding everything and pretending we were close. Yes Crona is fictional but their character means a lot to people who have been through or are going through abuse like that especially familial. And your comments that Crona is a willing participant and guilty because they do what their abuser says, really is insensitive to people who have been in a situation or are still in a situation in which they must do what an abuser wishes, or believe they must do it.

Now another point you keep bringing up is how "Crona needs therapy" an argument that is moot because no one in the universe in which this character lives is offering such help. And even if they were openly offering therapy to Crona it's still not the only thing mentally ill abused people need. Especially ones that have gone through childhood trauma and continued abuse.

I first went to therapy when I was about 15 or 16, because I was young I was treated as if I had no need to depressed or struggling in the first place. My first counselor not only taught me that masking was best so that I didn't make others uncomfortable, she also would talk about other cases she was working on. I decided to find another. Again because I was young I was not taken as seriously, and because I had learned to mask so well from my last counselor my new one didn't recognize any signs and after a year she "graduated" me. I've tried a few others throughout the years and all to no avail. It took me a bit more than decade from my first counselor to finally find one that knows what they're doing, has been through trauma, and is actually helping me.

"Go to therapy" isn't the magical fix neurotypicals think it is. And asking us to completely open up to strangers in a system that could possibly lock us up and harm us for our thoughts and feelings is such a ridiculous request. Most mental health providers I have met are not trust worthy.

Now that doesn't mean I have said anywhere that therapy doesn't work, or should be avoided or disregarded. But I am also not going to pretend like it's all we need either. I am a mentally ill, trauma survivor and I am so tired of people telling me what I experienced, and what I need. I know exactly what I needed, I was there. And I know what it's like asking adults for help and looking to adults for help and getting none. I don't need to have someone come at me on my private blog trying to convince me that I'm wrong and that I don't know what I'm talking about when I have literally been through a lot of what I discuss. Also I don't need someone framing it like me posting on my personal blog about a book on trauma and a fictional character is "spreading misinformation" that's ridiculous. I have done nothing wrong.

As someone with experience being abused and being through trauma I know for a fact if I had, had someone near me, near my age to befriend me, and that I could trust, that would have done me a lot of good. Not because they would have "fixed" me but because I would have gradually started to learn that I am capable of being loved, and that I deserve good things. A very important step for those of us with trauma.

And in conclusion I want to say this whole thing has been quite ridiculous. The fact there was even a need to publicly post the screen shot with my username included in the first place, along with adding the tags to the main fandom to, again I can only assume, try to shame me? is just weird to me in general, and all this because I blocked someone for my own wellbeing. This is all I have to say on the matter, I felt I should stand up for myself, and after seeing a screen shot of this person saying they "really want it to be explained to them" I decided to give the reasons why I don't bother discussing topics with people like that, and people who think in the ways shown in the above screen shots, there is nothing to be said, because they are never going to listen. I hope this marks the end of whatever this has been, I have said what I feel I not only have a right to say but honestly should say.

I want to thank whoever reached the end of this post I appreciate your time, and if you agree with either of the screenshots above we should now part ways.

#UNSTABULL #mental illness #mental health

[t34-mt]

this has already been asked before im sure, but the dimorphism in your species made me wonder how being trans worked in their cultures? like what would transitioning look like, and how would the cultures accept trans people, etc. this isnt me looking for something to get mad at dw, im just curious cause i love thinking through spec bio species worldbuilding stuff too

no one asked this before and I really like this one because I often think of it a lot since I'm trans too. I thought because gender is a socially constructed thing that we humans made, then maanuls and kyhuines wouldn't really understand the idea of having that and would have a mostly gender-natural society despite their sexual dimorphism. I then think cases of transgender individuals might be less common because of that gender-neutral society, but even with that trans individuals still exist.

It's already not uncommon to have a male cutting down its feathers to have a more sleek silhouette in appreciation of how generally females look, or a female wearing gear that is typically more often worn by males just because they enjoy the look of it. Some individuals may even cross-dress and dye feathers just for fun and performances. So one who decides to transition into looking like what opposite sex usually look like wouldn't be weird to the colony.

Would they be accepted? Of course, both species wouldn't see the issue of one of their members being trans. since as mentioned before anyone can do what they want with how they represent themselves, as they don't care about gender. They even have deities that can shift from one sex to another, other diety being unisex, or some not having any "gendered pronouns" (note that i think gendered words would be quite rare in languages). so they will even compare trans people to that mythical figure and will consider that as a sort of divine gift/luck for the colony. Both species even have a folkloric festival where they dress up as the opposite sex to celebrate their own species and appreciate how both sexes can also form one (religion lore stuff). what the species care about is their colony thriving and being happy, so one being trans would be one of the last things they would care about, plus if said person wants to transition physically because it makes them happy then its welcome.

How would they transition? First of all, they wouldn't need to change their name. In both languages the names are unisex, a gendered name would be something they would find quite silly.

But physically, it depends on the individual, some who desire to look more like how males generally look can dye their feathers to look as vibrant as them, or in the opposite way dye them to look dull. Specific to kyhuines: A kyhuine who desires to have the same bumpy eye "horns" as cis females can wear fake wooden carved ones that sits on their head. There isn't a standard of "looking good enough like x gender", one individual can simply do what they want until they feel like their true self.

Some trans individuals might not even transition physically at all, like i said its a pretty gender-neutral society so gender dysphoria would be quite rare if not non-existent since there's no standard of what to look like even if you're cis. Its just that there's stuff one gender might lean into in some region more than the other, like how males usually go for more absurd amount of jewelry and flashy things which is related to before they were sentient where males needed to get the females attention, now they just do it because males typically love having the attention of everyone with their look.

But back to individuals who dont change anything about their body, a lot of the time they will just ask to redo their rite of adulthood. which is a ceremony they do when they reach full adult stage, said ceremony varies a lot from one region to another. In this case they ask to redo their rite but now as their true gender, which in most case the ceremony isn't much different but its important to the individual because in their heart they know who they are now. it's a sort of transition but on the spiritual side, almost like being reborn.

not transgender individuals but just some stuff id like to add/mention for fun: there already have been male kyhuines that had a higher amount of testosterone than the average when they reached adulthood, resulting in them having some sort of underdeveloped horns and traits you'd usually see in females (yes females are the ones with more T equivalent, they're bigger and stronger, they usually have stronger legs and males are more "frail" looking). Same thing with females having less T resulting in less noticeable horns if none at all. . Some female maanuls/kyhuine might develop brighter feathers due to hormonal issues, same for males who can end up never having their bright feathers. But them having these irregularities never made them less good than the others. Again, these people would get associate with dieties that are genderless, unisex, or the ones that shift.

#looooong #uehueheu #i hope i used the right words #because I always fear of using some in the wrong way bc eng isn't my first language #ask #worldbuilding #speculative zoology #kyhuine #maanul #2022

[struggle-but-its-all-ocean-floor]

pretty much just echoing what other anons are saying about the absolute lack of nuance that armys have fostered where anyone who has a negative opinion about anything the members do is just an uncultured hater who wants the entire wrath of stan twitter to fall on x member.

while i do think black armies are absolutely correct about the virtue signaling and pearl clutching that white armies tend to do when it comes to sexual references in hip hop/rap outside of bts and agree that it is largely based in racist stereotypes. i think the “bora glasses” are causing them to miss the point of a lot of the uproar. its not about lyrics being sexual bc this (for the most part) did not happen with latto’s verse. in addition, a lot of them hate to admit they find this language attractive bc its the kind of stuff we have been socialized to expect from men since we are little girls. i am latina and grew up around reggaeton (heavily influenced by rap and hip hop) where a min. 80% of the music is extremely degrading and objectifying of women. even as a queer adult woman in her late 20s while i acknowledge this issue with the genre (and have heard much more explicit things) a lot of that music is extremely nostalgic to me. so i understand the cognitive dissonance but i cannot accept that from men i expect better from (not JH obviously lol).

and yes, i do think this is a bad look for JK even if he didn’t sing or write that part bc either he’s aware of the meaning and has no problem with it or is that oblivious to not even know what someone is saying on his own damn song. the fact that an alternate version even exists with this collab tells me that the check cleared before someone in a board room went “actually maybe not”.

despite my deep respect for BTS throughout the years, at the end of the day I will always acknowledge that they are men. they are not some sexless unicorns raised in a place with no misogyny or gender roles, they are men and like most other men they engage in behavior that often betrays the respect of most women whether consciously or subconsciously. we simply may not see it bc they are celebrities with pretty curated online personalities. now, that doesn’t mean i think they’re secretly chauvinistic pigs but despite my respect for them i always keep a degree of distance bc they *could* be.

i will add that the “bora glasses” are a hell of a drug. the double standards when it comes to the members vs other celebrities is insane (and i dont even like most celebrities lol). i know not a single one of these armies would think twice about talking shit about a song like this if it were from anyone else and that’s what really disappoints me about what our spaces have turned into.

I really appreciate your perspective on what the previous anon said , given your own personal experiences and culture. I'm obviously not the best person to speak on this subject.

I agree that the "bora glasses" are a real thing. It seems to me that even "normal" Armys are complaining a bit about the song, however, which is good. But I don't know that the solo version exists simply because Hybe foresaw the original would upset people. They likely wanted to recreate with 3D what they did for Seven - two versions counting as one, or at least another version to boost streams apart from the instrumental. Since it didn't make sense to have a clean and explicit versions again, and because maybe they knew some fans hadn't liked Latto's verses or Seven being a feature, they used the same strategy they applied to TXT's Back For More recently, and recorded a solo version.

I also agree that BTS are men, so, like all men, they're probably a lot more insensitive and ignorant to sexism than we imagine, and say or do a lot of things that would disappoint us (though I don't believe they're secretly chauvinistic pigs at all).

Anyway, thanks for your fresh take!

#ask #bts #jungkook #text #thanks for the ask!

[thefanficmonster]

Yes, so I would like to place a request for Rebal D x reader hcs since you aren't doing any fics now. I dont have anything particular in mind but yes it can be nsfw, I definitely don't mind lol. It can be angst/fluff. Whatever. I just want some good Rebal stuff.😭 Hope you have a good day/night!❤️

Hi dear! I'm so sorry for fulfilling your request so late (life got pretty hectic) but here is a set of headcanons I based on a prompt I got from an online generator. Hope it lives up to your expectations and hope you enjoy the read! ���

Pairing: Rebal D x Reader (Gender Neutral)

Warnings: Mentioned break-up angst (very briefly)

Genre: FLUFF, Romance, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary/Prompt: "Home remedy for a break-up"

Your audience were rightfully concerned about you

You'd been gone for a total of two weeks, breaking your pattern of daily streams on your Twitch which was so out of character for you, it got your fans genuinely worried, not just wondering where you'd gone

That being said, they had every right to swarm you with questions during your first stream back in what felt like forever

Your reasoning felt weak to you, but your fans were super understanding and were simply relieved to have you back

Now, what said reasoning is....

A breakup

An ugly breakup, putting an end to a three year relationship

It hurt, even if you felt like things had already ended months ago

It felt like being kicked out of a home you'd built, falling straight into the pool of cold water that is loneliness

A feeling so dreadful and painful, it rooted itself in your bones and only hurt more when you faked a smile for the camera and feigned a giggle to couple with your: "No, really, I'm doing way better now."

It wasn't a complete lie, but not 100% true either

You deemed two weeks of wallowing in your sorrows to be more than enough so you pulled out your best acting skills and put that last shaky crumb of confidence at the forefront

Honestly speaking, you did have some help...

"How I got back on my feet? Wow, you really made it sound like I was devastated."

You were, but I digress

"Ok, all you broken-hearted bitches take notes! Those of you who haven't had your heart shattered might wanna jot some down as well. You never know when it'll hit ya."

You saw it coming from miles away but did you adorn any protective gear? HA! No!

But I digress once more, I apologize

"Of course, for everyone it's different. For me, it's always been comedy. Hear me out: If you don't take it seriously, if you don't give it power to hurt you, it won't hurt you. If you wrap the spikes in cotton, they won't puncture your skin. My way of dulling the blade's always been comedy. I grew up watching stand-up comedians, and I still do! But if that's not your cup of tea, I have a few YouTuber suggestions for y'all."

You listed a few of your fellow gamers such as PewDiePie, Jacksepticeye and Markiplier but you dubbed them the ‘obvious’ choices

Moving away from the gamers’ community, you listed the following:

“I came to like reaction channels as well. Not your typical ones, though! I enjoy Kallmekris, I think she’s hilarious. And also Rebal D. I’ve had an on-again-off-again relationship with his channel throughout the years, but he’s one of those YouTubers I can enjoy no matter how long it’s been since I last watched them.“

That prompted many fellow Rebal D fans to proclaim their shared love for him and his content in your chat

It made you smile, but didn’t get you thinking far beyond that point

However, as we all know, it’s only when you stop looking for love that you find it

But it really had to hit you upside the head before you could understand what was happening

Like the way your heat leaped up into your throat when you received a DM from Rebal who’d caught wind of your compliments about his channel

Or the way a smile spread across your face whenever you’d get a message from him anytime after that

Took you seven long months of texting and Facetiming before you met up IRL

And another three months of hopeless pining before he gathered the guts to ask you out on a date

Thankfully, the rest is history

Your relationship with his channel maybe did remain on-again-off-again

But your relationship with him couldn’t have been better

And it gave you one hell of an answer to the widely asked question couples get: ‘How did you two meet?’

In response, you simply say: “Well, he was my home remedy for a breakup. And the rest is (thankfully) history ;)”

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