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Gerard Way.

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what about...

what do you think about made a real fanfiction about HATAI?!!

it´s the same stoy but, make it more deep. You´re Tommy´s sis/brother, you are jealous of all the love and attention that Tommy gets, and the only person that seems to care about you is your wonderfull and beautiful german baby sister, Hedwig Robinson, she knows what is felling so pathetic about oneself.

Honestly, i don´t care what do you think, or what they think, i´m starting to think that my only follower it´s my mom. I just going to do it, maybe in new year, i think HATAI fandom should have more attention and love, Hedwig it´s my favorite fictional diva and I don´t know why nobody it´s writting about her.

You know whats funny? i write all this without a translator (just a couple of words) and i´m really happy about it, if you see this and you love Hedwig and the Angry Inch, please write something, express yourself, ignoring the Riverdale episode, HATAI needs more recognition. Let me see your thoughts.

(I FREAKING LOVE HEDWIG)

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Him - babysitter!Hedwig Robinson x F!Reader

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Summary | Mr. and Mrs. Speck have their favorite child, so Hedwig too. Warnings | Daddy/Mommy Issues, mention of self-harm, psychological and abuse, machismo, favoritism, resentment. N/A | It's my first time writing on Tumblr and in English, you can tell me about any mistakes, It's a little weak, but I hope you like it :)

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You and Tommy are twins, ever since you were a little girl, you realized that your father preferred to spend time with your 30 minutes younger brother. You didn't relly mind that, and you ignored about the many times your father forgot to pick you up after your music classes, but not after Tommy's soccer practice. Your mother used to tell you that it doesn't matter that your father won't really care about you.

—Mother's love is stronger than anything...—She told you as she caressed your head in her lap—.

But maybe, she was wrong, because when Daniel was born, you definitely stopped existing for everyone. You came to understand and justify your father, because he was a busy man, Tommy always kept that uncomfortable distance with you, but your mother? Damn. She only see you after school, exchange little words about how sweet the new baby in the house was, and then she would go play tennis.

Almost like a brainwashing, she convinced you that Daniel loved his 16 years old sis. The days of your life were summarized in going to school, from school to home and spending the whole day being the mother of that toothless child. Obviously that had to stop, you couldn't stay locked up just living with someone who only ate and slept, it was unfair to see Tommy go out every day with friends or just hang out and you had to stay home.

You were really extroverted, and the lack of communication to which you were being subjected was quickly reflected in your face and attitude, now not only were they excluding you, but you were doing it for yourself. That's why Mr. and Mrs. Speck decided that even though they were both old enough, a babysitter should be present to take care of Daniel while you went on with your life. That's why you now had a beautiful blonde woman in front of you, she was carefully applying makeup to your eyes.

—Babe, you should keep your eyes closed, you could hurt yourself...—She said almost in a whisper as he cupped your face carefully.— You have really pretty eyes—.

You didn't really know why you liked spending time with her, you knew most things about her, and outside of the baby, you were the one who saw her the most. You quickly got used to having her at home, and she didn't hesitate to start bringing out your more feminine side immediately.

—Thanks...— You didn't get compliments that often, you just got comparisons to Tommy, and that started to get to your head quickly.—They're not as blue as Tommy's, but thanks...—

She stopped and walked away slowly, her piercing gaze making you feel stupid, and with how sensitive she had made you, your eyes watered, thinking that Hedwig now thought you were a stupid girl.

—No, don't say that—You looked directly into her eyes, they were a beautiful blue that you would probably never forget.—You're a very pretty girl, Come on, that lipstick would never look like that on me—.

She let out a laugh and it infected you, you felt dummy because of how she reacted, while the blood rose to your face you licked your lips a little where you already had a wound from biting yourself so much. She looked at you when she stopped laughing, and took your shoulders as she sighed.

—Please don't think about something like that again, and don't try to change because of something stupid like that—. You felt her thumbs caress you gently, and you allowed yourself to relax into her touch.—Who told you that, darling? huh? Who told you that Tommy is better?—

Before you knew it you were already crying, she just moved closer to his flat chest and caressed your back carefully. You felt him hug you genuinely, it was the most sincere reassuring hug you had had in a long time. You pulled away from her a little, and when she got probably the ugliest view of your red, swollen, makeup-ruined face, you felt humiliated, but she kissed your forehead. Then you saw her yellow blouse stained with the colors of your makeup, which coincidentally were the same ones she wears.

—I'm really sorry...—You murmured shyly—.

—It's fine, love...just, lie down—You obeyed her, you lay down on her legs and with a towel she removed your ruined makeup.— I guess you're not going out anywhere anymore, right?—

You pretended to think about your answer, trying to return to that friendly and not at all awkward atmosphere.

—girls night?—

—Girls Night.—

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I don´t understand

I grew up semi-conservative, my mother tried to teach me things like ethics and female empowerment while giving my father a foot massage; and he, with some girl's onlyfans on his phone, told me that my sex and sexuality were not mine. Since I was very young, I wanted to be a man, but not because I really wanted it, but because I wanted the same treatment and respect that my brother and my father have just for being a man. When I tell someone that they are not right, or I just complain about something, the women in my family tell me that I am being a "pick me egotistical."

"You want to feel superior to me just because I have kids and I'm married" Hell no. My greatest goal is to find someone to love, and have children to love. why would I make you less for that?

I don't really care if my parents don't love each other, but that's no reason for you to slap me for something your son did too

It breaks my heart to know that the person with whom I have a great connection with from the womb, the person who loves me unconditionally; She doesn't like what I am, she doesn't like what she created, she doesn't care how I feel or what I believe and think.

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Midnight Radio

Hello, i´m Rubi, but everyone can call me Angel. I´m a very fan of musicals, my actuly obsesion is Hedwig and the Angry Inch, i like to write, sing, acting, compose and draw/painting. Lately, i´ve been felling a little loney; that´s why i decide to open tumblr.

I´m non-binary, a Drag Queen/King, a Gleek, I write essays and fanfics, i´m new on internet, inglish it´s not my native lenguage.

I´ve been planning write a little history about HATAI, i´m in love w Hedwig and I don´t see people writing about how beautiful she is, so, my plan is a history about Reader x Hedwig; It would only be the beginning of all the things I write, I have many things in the draft (not in English) but I would like to see if I am accepted.

With love, late at night, hoping someone reads this, Kristal.