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[emilysboy01]

Transmasc Reader x Teen!Lottie

Transmasc reader dating Lottie pre-crash, and going through the testosterone changes while she's stuck in Canada (based off this).

Also reader is on low dose testosterone, purely cause that's what I've done my own personal research in :)

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Pre-Crash:

As soon as you told her you were transmasc/wanted to go on testosterone, this girl was straight on the phone to her dad about getting you the best gender therapist, doctor, and surgeon, she could fine, so you could make you on the outside match the inside.

Always giving you kisses and calling you her best boy, I-

Gave you extra special kisses and calling you her brave boy (idahforebifbie). "It's only gonna be a week, sweet boy. I'll be back home soon, I promise." while saying goodbye to you and her parents before she left on the plane her dad had rented for the team.

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Pre-Them Being Found:

Not hearing from her for that entire week broke you, going to the last appointment before getting your first dose in tears and alone.

Unfortunately the next time you heard from her parents was three weeks after your first injection, when her mom called you to say that the team had been deemed deceased.

Life went on for you over that year and a half. You moved to New York, cut your hair shorter, took your T-shots regularly.

Your voice grew deeper, your happy trail got thicker, you even gained a fair bit of facial hair, despite there being a gaping hole in your heart left by the girl you always said you'd marry one day.

Still keeping in touch with said girl's parents (mostly her mom, let's be honest, her dad's a bit of an ass), leaning on each other to try and mourn (to an extent), until you got the phone call. They found them.

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Everything after??:

You sobbed for hours, but ultimately ended up agreeing to Ms Matthews' offer to fly you back to New Jersey, free of charge, since none of you knew the condition of any of the girls, or if she was even on the plane back.

Once you got there you waited and waited and waited, watching the rest of the girls walk off the plane, exchanging small smiles and waves at them, and just as they looked like they were about to shut the plane door, your eyes met hers. She knew it was you.

You bounded over to her, barely giving her enough time to get to the bottom of the steps of the plane and drop her bags, before you literally ran into her, and she held you tightly in her arms.

You both stayed like that for a good 20 minutes, before reluctantly pulling away.

"What is this?" You inquired, running your thumb along a faint scar on her forehead. "Oh that? That's nothing- what is this?!" She replied, lightly scratching her left hand over the small bits of facial hair that had started growing on the undersides of your jaw. "Oh that's nothing," You said, shooing the topic off slightly, resting your hands on her cheeks. "Wait until you see the happy trail." "You got a happy trail?!!" She exclaimed surprisingly, running her fingers through your short hair.

Let's just say you both spent hours upon hours after that, in the car on your way back to her house, then cuddled up together in her room, catching up on your progress, and slowly but surely, trying to get her to talk about some of the stuff that happened in the wilderness.

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Hi so I got a little carried away w/ these, and it's a little shorter then I thought it would be, but I just wanna keep you guys sat until the 1st, love y'all, hope this was okay @deerlottie xxx

-Harlow

[emilysboy01]

Thinking About Cowboy Van.....

(Also transmasc Van, cause we love/stan him here)

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Save A Horse, Ride A Cowboy 🤠🐺

Word Count: 872.

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^Cowboy Remus tehe^

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You were out front in Van's store like usual, though he'd seemed off today. Less conversation, staying out back and stocking tapes (which he usual hates) instead of working the counter. So you decided to close to store early and talk to him.

"Hey," You stated, going into the back of the store, walking over to him, and wrapping your arms around his waist. "You alright, you've been quiet today."

"Uh yeah, just bad scar day, you know?" Van replied, resting his hand over one of yours, using the other to keep stocking the tapes.

"You sure?" You inquired, resting your chin on his shoulder. "Cause if it was more than that, like 'gender dysphoria' more, then you know you can talk to me, right?"

"I- pffff" He huffed out softly, scratching the back of his neck, putting the tapes down before turning around and wrapping his arms around your neck. "How do you always know?"

"I'm not an idiot, Van." You stated, running your thumbs over his hips, offering a small smile.

"I know you. I know that I read the information booklet things cause I knew you wouldn't, and that I have access to the internet to try and understand what's going on in that head of yours sometimes because sometimes you're a stubborn git and won't tell me yourself."

"God damn you." The redhead stated, scrunching her face up and stamping his foot on the floor like a grumpy toddler.

"Alright yeah, stupid gender dysmorphia is stupid, and scars are stupid." He added, huffing out softly, like a mini (but well justified) tantrum.

"Oh baby," You emphasized, running your thumbs over his cheeks. "I think I know how to make you feel a little better."

"Oh?" He said, running his thumbs over your collarbones. "And what's that huh?"

"Cmon," You stated. "I've got something to show you." You added, taking his hand, and leading him into the store front and over to the counter.

He stood behind the counter as you stood on the other side of it, picking up a cardboard box off the floor, putting it on the counter and opening it.

"You didn't." Van said, his expression widening slightly more after pulling out each item.

A cowboy hat, an autumn-ish coloured checked flannel shirt and suspenders.

"I remember you saying the other day, regardless if it was a joke or not, that being dressed as a cowboy would cure your gender dysmorphia, so I took bet on it." You explained, as he ran his thumb over the stitching of the hat.

"Do you like it?" You asked after a few moments.

"Like it I- I love it, I really- I really love it. So much. Thank you, this really means a lot." He said smiling widely, picking all the items up.

"I'm gonna go try them on right now. Thank you thank you thank you." The redhead repeated, heading back out to the stock room, stripping down to his binder, before putting the flannel on, buttoning it up, starting to put on the rest of the outfit.

He returned a few minutes later while you were back behind the counter, writing down and crossing off some things on a clipboard.

"Okay so, it looks and feels great," He started, making you turn around to see him stood in the doorway. "But I think I did this wrong." He finished, indicating to the suspenders, making you grin widely and giggle slightly.

"Oh baby." You said after collecting your thoughts, putting the pen down, and approaching him. "You want some help?" You inquired, gesturing to the suspenders, which he'd secured around his thighs instead on over her shoulders.

"Please?" He asked, giving you slight puppy dog eyes, making him look like a kid who'd just drawn on the walls with crayons.

You snickered softly, biting it back, before crouching down in front of him, moving to untangle the suspenders from his thighs.

"You know I'm getting a major sense of deja vu right now?" You said, smirking slightly, while moving to pull them out from the inner sides of his thighs.

"Shut up, okay? I tried, and got confused." Van defended, muttering the last bit to himself, but just loud enough for you to hear.

"Oh baby boy, it's okay. I got it." You answered, standing back up and securing the suspenders at the front of his jeans, before tapping his waist. "Can you turn around for me, sweet boy?"

To which he did so, turning around and letting you clip the last suspender to the centre of his jeans, pressing a soft kiss against his jaw.

"There you go, pretty boy. All better." You said, pressing another kiss against his neck.

"Thank you, again." He said, turning around and kissing your lips softly.

"You are very welcome, baby boy. And may I just say, you look very handsome lookin' like this." You stated, looping your thumbs through the belt loops of his jeans, pulling him closer and pressing a soft kiss against his forehead.

"Thank you love, I love you." Van replied, running his thumbs over your collarbones again.

"Love you too. A lot." You replied, pressing another kiss against his cheek, flicking the underside of his hat.

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I honestly don't know what this was, but you know, I've thought about Van dressing as a cowboy for no apparent reason.

-Harlow

[emilysboy01]

Dating Barbie Head-Cannons🛍️💄💝🥰

These are all my own creation, and a fair few of the dating ones are from the pov of my character that I created for my Barbie DR (auto-mechanic/photographer Barbie, who's transmasc 😁).

Plus a few general ones as a bonus, cause why not?

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Dating:

Beach walk, ice cream, roller skating, and picnic dates are her fav. ~~~

Absolutely LOVES when you play with her hair and bake together. ~~~

Is always either holding your hand, kissing ur cheek or sat in ur lap. ~~~

Leaving her polaroid's and small notes around the Dream House. ~~~

Always makes sure you have something pink (almost always of hers) on you at all times. ~~~

Speaking of clothes, Barbie will ALWAYS 'borrow' steal your clothes. Flannel shirts, hoodies, oversized shirts, you name it, she's 'borrowed'/worn it. ~~~

While on one of these 'borrowing sprees' (pre top-surgery), she found your binder, and you walked in on her trying to put it on.

''You're so cool, I just wanted to try it on and be like you :('' ~~~

Post top-surgery, she'd be so attentive. She'd try and make sure you were okay, up with your meds, and were eating/drinking.

She'd be giving you all the kisses and cuddles you wanted, and would def get a little carried away.

''Barbs, chest." "Right, sorry 🙂"

' extra special forehead apology kiss😘' ~~~

OML she'd be so curious about the testosterone shots lmao.

"cue her asking a billion and one very important questions"

"Baby, I love you, but I really don't know what would happen if you gave Allan a 'T' shot."

"But if you had to guess.....?" ~~~

She'd also get really concerned and wanna help so bad.

"Can I help?" "You wanna help me put hormones into my body?"

"Yes 😁🥰" "Uh, okay? You wanna help put it in or, what?"

"Oh no, that's too scary and a lot of responsibility."

"Ohhhh, so you just wanna hold my hand while I do it?" "Yes 😁🥰" ~~~

She'd get you colourful plasters/band-aids to put over the injection sight though (pookie bear 🐻💕).

Like animals or pastels or cartoon ones (yk like the cool ones ur mum wouldn't let you get when you went shopping with her?).

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General:

Avid pink drink enjoyer (idk why, but ik it'd just make her so happy). ~~~

Huge ass Swiftie bro (fav albums are def Speak Now and Lover). ~~~

Loves Disney/Pixar movies (relating to my earlier point), would definitely have you hold her hand or sit in ur lap during some of the scarier/sadder ones. ~~~

Straight up passenger princess (if she has a choice), no bullshit.

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Hope you guys liked it even though this was low key self indulgent (I'm so in love w/ Barbie rn, it's not even a joke anymore).

-Harlow

P.S I'll probably add to these later but it's really late rn, and I've got a billion and one things to do tomorrow xD

[emilysboy01]

Thinking about Ghostface!Shauna......

Wrote this in like 2 hours, so yeah.

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You're the one holding the knife 🔪🩸

Word Count: 478.

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"Sh- Shauna? What wha- the fuck? Shauna, what the hell is wrong with you?!" You stated, as the previously hooded figure removed their mask.

Shauna.

"Hey baby, surprised to see me?" The brunette questioned, into the voice changer. Tossing her mask to the side, a few blood smudges on her face and a couple rips in her robe, approaching you while twirling the knife against her gloved hand.

"Shau- baby this, oh my, god, are you bleeding?" You inquired, moving your hands to her face, running your thumbs over her cheeks.

"Yeah, don't worry though. It's not mine." Shauna answered, resting both her hands over yours, still holding the knife in her left hand.

"It's not- wha-? Okay, what the actually fuck? Who- who's-?" You stammered, her cutting you off by pressing her hand against your mouth.

"Jackie's, she is, was- was my partner." She replied, nonchalantly, smirking slightly while tucking her knife into her belt line.

Wha- Jackie? She's Shauna's best friend, why would she?

"Ja- Jackie? Why?" You asked.

"Eh, she got all whiny and paranoid, blah blah. I mean cmon Y/n, it's textbook shit. Van should've known that." Shauna monologed, glancing down at Van's pale, lifeless body, faced down on the kitchen floor. "It's always either the last pair you would've guessed, or most obvious pairing." She added.

"Okay okay, look Shauna, I don't know what you've done, but we can fix it. We can- we can fix it and run away, no one will ever know, I swear." You spiralled.

"Oh sweetie, you really wanna help me, huh?" The girl questioned, running her gloved hands through your hair.

"Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, I can- I'll help anyway I can and-" You replied, while nodding your head frantically, Shauna cutting you off again pressing her finger over your mouth.

"Nuh uh, you wanna help, you can help, but we do it my way, alright?" Shauna responded, untucking her knife from her belt, pressing it against your jaw.

"I- o-okay, I can, mhm." You said, nodding your head slowly, trying not to get your throat cut.

"Good girl, always such a good girl for me, hmmm love?" The brunette stated, pressing her lips against yours, moving the blade down to the front of your stomach.

"Mhmmmm, m'love you. M'always a good girl for you, mommy." You breathed out, moaning slightly against her lips, gripping her hips tightly while slowly making out with her.

"That's my girl, always a dumb little bunny for mommy. Aren't you, baby?" Shauna asked, pressing her body against yours, moving her hand around to press the knife against your thigh, as you nodded rapidly.

"There's a good little baby." The girl added, pressing her knee between your thigh, making you moan slightly. Spreading them apart, before pressing her clothed strap against your core.

"Let's see how well behaved you can be when you can't speak."

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Lmao this ended abruptly but yk, hope yall liked it.

-Harlow

[emilysboy01]

He's just a tiny guy ⚽

who else would it fit hes litle babby Boy

[emilysboy01]

EMILYSBOY01's Navigation

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Welcome to my book writing blog!!

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About Me 🎨🎧🎮⚾🪐🌌💤:

Hi, my name's Harlow and this is my book writing blog :)

Start date: 31.3.24.

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⬇️Things I've written b4⬇️

Dating Barbie Head-Cannons

Cowboy Van

Teen Lottie x TransMasc!Reader (Pre/Post Wilderness)

Ghostface!Shauna

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Things that I like: Reading/Writing, Music, Sharks, Dinosaurs, Art, Greek Mythology, Space + Minecraft.

Fandoms I'm in rn: Criminal Minds + YellowJacket's.

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Some characters I love: Aaron Hotchner, Andromeda Black, Emily Prentiss, Frankie Dart, Jackie Taylor, Jennifer Jareau, Lottie Matthews, Miles Morales, Natalie Scatorccio, Remus Lupin and Sharon Carter.

Some celebrities/artists I also love: AJ Cook, Anne Hathaway, Courtney Eaton, Hozier, Liv Hewson, Paget Brewster, Rachel Zegler and Taylor Swift.

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Details about the process of writing my book, coming soon...

-Harlow