#NOT genderbend for once wow

[superior-07]

why are boys and hands so hard to DRARWWAK

um anyway they’ve taken over my brain 😕 sketchy noco while i complete other things… also sorry but wtf is noah’s hair idk how to draw it

[natsmagi]

sorry for making yet another textpost but i came across that post saying they dislike transfem natsume because he "canonically hates being perceived as a girl and tries to erase all sorts of memories related to that" and also went on to shame genderbends of him aswell. So, as someone who not only draws genderbends of natsume but is myself someone who is nonbinary and hates being perceived as a woman, i thought id offer my two cents

first of all; i think its important to note that natsume does NOT hate his childhood. in fact, hes quite happy that he had such an unusual upbringing!

what natsume hates is being perceived as weak. thats why he was raised as a girl after all, it was his mother trying to protect him from evil spirits. he doesnt hate the whole "-chan" or "wearing dresses" thing because he has a hatred for womanhood, its because due to his upbringing hes now come to associate those things as being weak. he begs tsumugi to forget about it because that means tsumugi remembers natsume being weak, and natsume thinks tsumugi still referring to him as "natsume-chan" means he still sees natsume as weak. (iirc natsume did however once say that he is a little sad that he doesnt really know how to relate to young boys due to this in poltergeist, but i couldnt find the exact quote. either way that just adds to the complexity of natsumes relationship with his childhood, because while he is happy to be "abnormal" in that sense, it has left him lacking in some areas)

i have to ask though, should this conflict of his not be something we hope he overcomes? should we not want him to develop a healthy relationship with various gender expressions? should we not want natsume to overcome his belief that feminine things = weakness? i want natsume to reach a point where he can wear feminine clothing and not feel like some damsel in distress because of it. i want natsumes character to grow. i want him to develop a positive relationship with his gender because natsume DOES enjoy some more typically feminine things, like baking! he used to bake with his mom when he was little! and i want him to feel like he can indulge in that side of him without feeling insecure.....

i LOVE transmasc natsume, my primary hc for him is transmasc nonbinary after all, but with all these things considered, shouldnt people be allowed to headcanon him however they want? if they hear his story and negative relationship with femininity and how that resonates with them and they themselves are transfem, should they not be allowed to hc him as such too?

which brings me to my next point; my own personal relationship with gender and femininity. i was raised as a girl and i fucking DESPISED womanhood. i hated everything about it. i hated how i felt forced into a box i didnt want to be stuck in, and i hated how it felt like my whole life had already been planned out for me due to societal expectations, aswell as me needing to present a certain way. i was peak "tomboy" growing up, constantly wearing super baggy clothes and wouldnt even brush my hair alot of the time. but despite that i remained miserable. i frankly hated how i looked and would constantly dye my hair vibrant colors in an attempt to make me like myself a little more. it wasnt until i realized "wow, im actually not a girl at all" that i finally let go of believing i needed to look a certain way (and thus, defying it) and started to dress for myself. i started to dress in clothes that made me happy and feel pretty! alot of which leans feminine, but clothes doesnt have a gender, and how you dress doesnt define your gender either, but it can still be a bit scary yknow? especially since i dont want people to think of me as a girl, and drawing a bunch of femstars has really made me learn to love myself more in a funny way. i can put these characters in clothes i think are beautiful, i can explore the more feminine parts of me that i adore but dont want to express in public due to how i want others to perceive me, but it has also warmed me up to femininity even more. because femstars to me feels detached from the expectations of society because its not a real thing!! there are no canon femstars designs!!! i can do literally whatever the hell i want with it and its been so liberating to me!!

all this to say; i think it really sucks seeing the way this fandom treats transfem hcs and explicit genderbends, because like ive said before; they can truly be something so personal. you dont know why that person is drawing what theyre drawing, so its a little unwise to make assumptions based on ........ Well, whatever it may be. i know very well that women dressing the way society expects them to SUCKS, esp if you have personal ties to it, but you have to realize the issue isnt femininity, but misogyny.

[xkaidaxxxx]

Oikawa x Reader

Mentions: genderbend/gay(for all who are homophobic LEAVE),fluff ending

y/m/n (your male name)

“ I will grow stronger, so strong you’ll regret rejecting me to the team. I am tired of waiting so you better get out of my way asshole. Go on and tell all your friends about it Oikawa. I hope you’ll remember this every day til we see each other one day. You’ll be sorry when we meet again. Bye.” You said to him with such rage showing in your eyes. You walked away holding your gym bag. Iwaizumi was shocked. He finally walked over to Oikawa. “ You are popular with the ladies. Didn’t know you had a bad side to it.” He said smacking his head afterward. “ This is the first time a girl has ever…hated me,” Oikawa spoke. “She sounded so angry. Radiating negative aura. Do you think she meant that?” Iwa asked grabbing his gym bag. “Yes…you should’ve seen the look on her face…She’s already haunting me.”Oikawa replied. The boys went on home. (Middle school days)

You told yourself you’d do anything to join the men’s volleyball team at karasuno High and I mean ANYTHING. You bought a binder to press down your breast, bought the male uniform. You upsized the tops, and cut your hair. You went all the way with no regrets. Everything ended up as planned. It worked too well to the point where ladies fell in love with you. You had them blushing, giggling, hearts skipping a beat. The rest of the boys on the team were jealous. When you joined the team you were in the starting line. You fit in all positions due to all the hard and intense training you had put into your love and passion for volleyball. The guys loved an all-around player. As time passed by the boys learned from the tips you gave them and directions of the coach. The day you beat Shiratorizawa was the best. When the guys carried you, the smile on your face gave your identity to Oikawa and Iwaizumi. “There’s no way she’d go that far,” Iwaizumi said. “I made her feel like she wasn’t good enough…like she was weak.

I embarrassed her in front of the team during tryouts. She did haunt me all this time. The fact that I bumped into her at the competitions and talked…and I didn’t recognize her is insane.” Oikawa replied. You proved to him you’d beat and show him how powerful you can be. He was watching you from the bleachers cheering with your teammates. YOU are going to nationals and not him. He regrets rejecting you. Maybe if he let you join you’d be cheering with him and the team. Once the ceremony was over and everyone was heading home. He managed to catch up to you. “Hey, y/n can we talk for a minute?” He asked you. You couldn’t get caught. “Huh? Dude it’s y/m/n. What’s up bro.” you said. “I’m sorry for being such a jerk to you back then. I shouldn’t have embarrassed you in front of everyone at tryouts…It was messed up for me. Congratulations on making it to nationals. You did haunt me every day…I do regret rejecting you…anyways I wish you all the best.” He spoke touching a strand of your hair. You still couldn’t reveal it was you. “Damn, dude you must have hurt this y/n chick bad to think she’s me or whatever.” You said fixing your jacket. “ I know it’s you y/n…you don’t have to hide it from me. The smile on your face revealed it to me. You look beautiful by the way…guy hair suits you. I promise I won’t tell anyone about your issue.” He spoke ruffling your hair. “Please don’t. I want to win at nationals. You did amazing this season. If I ever become a famous volleyball player..I plan to mention how you were one of the reasons why I pushed myself so hard. I won’t include the rude part of tryouts.” You replied. Since the hall was empty you pulled him down to your height and pecked his cheek. Oikawa blushed like an idiot. “ You know…I did have a huge crush on you during middle school and now.. Let that haunt you this time.” You said patting rubbing his shoulder. “R-really? Wow..so um..do you want to hang out dude?” He replied feeling like he was a fangirl. Your heart skipped a beat. “ As friends…or um a d-date?” You asked. The team was hearing from the corner. “ A date…I want to go on a date with you and hang out. Have fun. I swear I’ll make sure we have a great time.” He replied rubbing his neck. Toru Oikawa is shy and nervous. “ Okay. Yes, I’d love to go on a date with you!” You replied. “There’s a carnival in town and a new restaurant opened. We can wear matching outfits.” He suggested. “Yeah, that’s perfect. Let’s wear a hot pink top with white bottoms and black shoes.” You said. He knew he won’t look good in hot pink but he’s doing it for you. You know he hates colors that don’t fit his skin tone. You exchanged numbers and addresses. “ Saturday at 4pm. I’ll pick you up.” He said. You nodded and went your separate ways.

Everyone got onto the bus. “So..y/m/n..are you gay?” Tanaka asked. The bus went silent. “No.Why the weird question?” You asked. “The team heard the conversation with Oikawa.” Daichi said. Kageyama looked at you. “Come on if he likes guys it’s fine. Don’t be rude. I think y/m/n is a total badass he’s the MVP.” Kageyama defended you. You sighed. “I do like Oikawa a lot..since middle school even though he rejected me from the team and embarrassed me in front of everyone at tryouts.I am going on a date with him this Saturday.” You spoke and smiled. “You are gay. That’s cool man. We accept you.” Sugawara supported. “Guys…I’m not gay…I’ve been hiding something from you.You reached into your shirt unzipping the binder and taking it out from the collar. “What’s that? Like a muscle sports thing?” Yamaguchi asked. Kei being the only smart one understood. “I’m a girl.”you revealed. You took out pads from your bag with female clothing.You were planning to go to a family party afterward. “Woah..you’ve- wait why?”kiyoko asked. “I wanted to show Oikawa he’d regret rejecting me from the team.It hurt my feelings and the mini-ego I had at the time. I told myself I'd do anything to achieve it, so I bought the man uniform, cut my hair and wore a binder. I even spoke to the teachers and staff about the name I feel comfortable with. I trained every day with a private coach. I love volleyball.” You replied. Everyone was shocked. “I support her all the way. She’s not only my teammate but my best friend. She never gave up on me not even in middle school. She has always been there for me so if you kick her out the team now that the truth is out then I’m out as well.” Kageyama said rubbing your back. “That explains so much. Explains everything. Especially your moods every time once a month.” Sugawara said with a laugh. The guys and girls love having you on the team. Everyone agreed to keep it a secret. 

Saturday came. 

Oikawa knocked on the door. Your father answered it and invited him in. They sat in the living room. “ so you’re graduating what are your plans after school…my daughter is young. What are your intentions with her?” He asked Oikawa who was nervous and sweating. He eventually came to his senses. “Yes, I am graduating. I plan on focusing on my volleyball career and your daughter. She’s a strong and smart young lady.” He replied to him. “ I know you’re the one that had her coming home sobbing from middle school. How do you feel about that?” Your father wants to make sure Oikawa has what he’s got to date his only daughter. “She’s haunted me since that day…She did make me regret my decision. I do feel awful about it. I hurt her feelings…I was a total asshole. I shouldn’t have hurt her feelings or anyone’s feelings. I promise sir that I won’t do such a thing ever again. I will make sure she’s happy and safe. I’ll protect her.” He replied with tears forming. You heard them speaking from the stairs. You finally walked in. “ Hey, I’m ready. Why is he about to cry?” You asked your father crossing your arms. “He was just telling me how he feels about the middle school situation. I’m trusting you with my daughter. She’s a precious gem. Hurt her and I’ll make sure you won’t live to see another day. Have a nice day.” Your father replied. Oikawa was scared. His face was yellow. You left with him. “ Your dad wants what’s best for you but damn he scares me.” He said was you headed to the carnival. “ If he didn’t like you he’d wouldn’t let you in..I’ve had dates before.” You replied excited for the day. “ Really? He likes me?” He asked feeling hopeful. Even if your father didn’t like him Oikawa would still date you. Still love you and Still do anything for you. Would still fight for you.“ Say cheese!!” You said taking a selfie with oikawa. The entire day was awesome. You both enjoyed every moment together. When he dropped you off he kissed you. It was long and passionate. You both felt that strong spark. Oikawa knew you’d be with him forever. He was 100% right because you knew the same thing. 

[same-name-supremacy]

Things about my TD-sona and how I think they would change over in your auG (just using this as a way to hyperfixate to mutuals)

My sonas name is Olivia btw

Was introduced in world tour after being kicked out of the Gemmys along with her brother,both aspiring musical artist who can't catch a hook into the mainstream media,and when presented the opportunity to be on international television she wants to take it to try and boost their popularity - Olivia changes to Oliver,and Ethan changes over to Estella, everything about the

same

Huge hate/fear of Alejandro that fades overtime due to the friendship?(I guess) that they developed over gameplay,and the need to be recognized as something great - with Oliver it's just fear ‚not as much as hate,even tho he has his suspicions on her

Is Chris's personal favorite contestant due to her need to be famous and Chris being the only one who knows that for most of world tour- could imagine it to be the same,strong girlboss lady and her wet cat son

Huge little brother vibes on Cody,even carrying (both literal and metaphorical) him in certain challenges when Sierra could get the chance- I still think they could get the siblings vibes but not being able to carry Jody as much because of how psychotic Simon is

Olivia is 5’2 and my own personal headcanon is the Cody is the same height- with Jody being 4’11 and Oliver being 6ft (because of genetics in his family and the shortness then sorta but also not getting passed to his older sister) which makes me think of Jody and him as this meme

Olivia got to sit out of Niagara brawls due to their being an uneven amount of contestants(blainely originally not even being counted in the first place) and because again Chris’s personal favorite-would probs stay the same

(Ps I would imagine after the challenge and when Jody cuts her hair along with Danika he would try to fucking kill Simon,even going so far to trying to shove him out of the plane doors during opals elimination)

Was voted out 5(before Sierra and after Duncan) after forming an alliance with Alejandro that she believed was legit,him convincing her that he could make cody vote with him and get Heather out,because naturally Sierra always votes with Cody,and after her jump out the plane and everything Heather confesses to Alejandro that she put a wrench in his plans and unconvinced Cody to vote with him,which in reality means Alejandro did plan on a final 4 with Cody Sierra and Olivia,but of course the first assumption in Olivia’s mind was “oh.he lied to me.” So before she jumped she gave him a slap,pre to the Knowledge that Heather revealed after her jump-he wouldn’t slap Alejandra in the Genderbend,because hitting a women is wrong in his eyes

Didn’t show up to the after show after her vote off,immediately recognizing the fame her and her brother little band thing got during her time at the season and already planning their first tour- same,except he watched the season finale from home rooting for Jody to pull out a win

Kept in touch with most of the cast during her days after the season,shopping with Lindsay and hanging out with Noah and Cody as they we’re definitely some of her favorite people on the plane- absolutely the same,the friendship with Jody continues even more once she meets his sister,becoming Estelle’s little sister too

I don’t wanna bore you even more that I have to,but by the slim chance I’m not boring you and you wanna hear about her in all stars and how it could change I’m happy to talk!

Reminder abt this cause ppl never make stuff for me and I appreciate it so much.

Wow! That’s alot! So much lore about Olivia/Oliver

Oliver is definitely one of the guys Danika actually respects. Only a few guys get that (that being Seth, Lincoln, Eva, Leshawn, Bryson and Scruffy)

Thank you for sharing so much about your oc!

[twilightarc-gm]

For the recent writing ask game, I'd love to know your thoughts about 10, 12, 13, 23, 30, 49! Or if that's too many feel free to just pick a couple, I'm not sure if there's supposed to be a limit per ask!

Hello my dear mutual and fellow Jiang Cheng enjoyer! 💜💜💜

Okay but seriously how funny would that be to get an ask and they're like "1-50 pls" on a lark? 😂

Thank you so much for playing, btw, very exciting! 🤗

10. How do you decide what to write?

As in, how do I decide what's going to be a WIP and what just stays a daydream: The more niche it is the more likely I will end up writing it because I write stories for me. So, Top Priority of getting me fed is to write the stories I want to see. I check the relevant tags on Ao3, see there's like... nothing for my idea, despair, then open LibreOffice.

As in how do I decide which WIP to work on? Literally I use the carl-bot /choose function on any Discord server that has it. 😂😂 As long as I am writing something, that's good enough.

12. Are there any tropes you used to dislike but have grown on you?

🤔 Hmm based on the fanlore.org site I think a trope I once was meh about that I have come to like is Genderbend. But then I tried writing a bit of it and decided I liked some things about it after all. 😅

13. Are there any tropes you used to like but don’t anymore?

😓 Oof yeah, you know, I used to be cool with hatesex/enemyslash tropes but somewhere along the line I got real boring, and decided I have way more fun if the characters actually like each other on an emotional level, even if they're hard pressed to admit it. Now it just squicks me out to see it, or any pairing where I can't conceive of a canon-verse way for it to happen that wouldn't just be hatesex/enemyslash.

23. What’s a trope, AU, or concept you’ve never written, but would like to?

One day I will write a casefic! I don't even have a WIP for it but ONE DAY it will happen and it will be SHORT and FUN and I WILL NOT spend 40k+ on it. 😤😤😤

30. Have you ever written something that was out of your comfort zone? If so, what was it, and how did it affect your approach to writing fic thereafter?

🙃 Haaaaa... well... my comfort zone is long format fic heavy in description, action, plot, world building. Outside of that is... snappy dialogue, humor, short fic. I think the closest I came to outside my comfort zone is my chengxuan fic at 9.2k words but the dialogue isn't that interesting. I also have my recently scrapped WIP "Cringe Fic" (referenced in question 12) that was me working through writing a bunch of tags/tropes I otherwise can't read, to see if I can write it in a way I would like to read.

Writing the chengxuan one-shot didn't really do anything for me besides get me started publishing for the MDZS fandom. It was a fluke, in my opinion.

Cringe Fic had the bonus of expanding the base of ideas I am willing to try and write for, e.g. genderbend.

49. What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it!

🙄 Okay so don't laugh (you can laugh), but as it turns out, I am writing a genderbend that I actually intend to publish when it's done. I noticed that there are only 24 works for Female Mò Xuányǔ tag, 19 of which are wang/xian. None of which are chengxian. I always wanted to explore canon Wei Wuxian actually experiencing dysphoria in his new body and making Mo Xuanyu female I feel will heighten that further. I'm thinking I want him to ping-pong between feeling everything is too different but also finding joy in what he has now and settle somewhere in the genderfluid realm of dealing with his 2nd life.

And of course I want it to be chengxian because 🤤 oh wow the drama there...

It's still in the very rough draft stages but here's a part that's interesting to me.

Wèi Wúxiàn traces the trail of brighter crimson to his arms. One sleeve is a clean bright vermilion, the other is soaked nearly black. “Not good,” he croaks with a voice that isn’t his. It’s a higher pitch, even for how ragged and torn it sounds. “Fuck.” Immediately, his good hand comes up to his throat that’s not his throat, where his questing fingertips fail to catch the presence of a knot that should bob as he swallows air. The same hand he trails down slowly, dreadfully, between his collarbones to his sternum, where a narrow, soft, valley goes undisguised by the vermilion robes wrapped around him. He looks down to his chest. Not his chest. His foggy mind catches up and grades the new look. Modest but present. Then his thoughts race ahead and the pins and needles of sensation wash away in the heat of panic. Wèi Wúxiàn spreads his knees and his hand drops down, but he knows.

🧡🙌 This has been fun! See you on my Dash!🙏🧡

...Or even... in my DMs 😉

[loadednachosao3]

What are some of your favorite Lacho AUs to read or write? Any that you really want to write soon? (If the latter question is something you're able to tease) Love your work!

LET'S SEE OKAY HERE WE GO

roleswaps! like "what if Nacho was a Salamanca and Lalo was a Varga." I wanna write this one eventually. my friend Violet drew it! (in this universe, you Better Ring Fring if you want a lawyer, but you can eat at The Chicken Brothers run by Jimmy and Chuck if you're hungry after your consultation)

monster AUs, of course! as evidenced by the stuff I've been drawing/chattering about. again, once I figure out which idea I like best, I'll try to at least do a oneshot or two of monster boys!

sex worker AUs, not just online ones! I could get into a good "Nacho makes his money to help support himself and Papa through prostitution instead of drug dealing" AU. or a porn AU, but like, Lalo and Nacho are actual famous industry porn stars who are snarkybitchy to each other every time they have to film a scene together. total divas. stripper Lalo or Nacho, maybe? lots of possibilities beyond what I've already written!

omegaverse. lots can be done with this, beyond WBWH's arranged marriage! I need to write something where Lalo is the omega eventually...

Battle Royale/Hunger Games AUs. something about televised murder games get me revved up! can you imagine Lalo as Nacho's mentor for the Hunger Games, or his Capitolite stylist? or something more sinister, like Lalo being one of the people who sets up the Battle Royale program and Nacho being a traumatized survivor?

bodyswaps. imagine what Lalo would get up to in Nachito's body... oh boy!

tattoo artist AUs. Lalo is the tattoo artist and Nacho is the piercer, sharing a studio together. of course, both of them would have multiple tats and piercings in this one. it's fun to think of designs!

genderbends, naturally. make them girls

Lalo and Nacho live AUs. let me see how they'd deal with Heisenberg! or at least how they'd deal with each other after the betrayal!

prison AUs. self-explanatory, I think.

slave AUs. let one of them quite literally belong to the other!

pirate AUs. captain Salamanca and his cabin boy Nachito? you got me sold!

social media/influencer AUs. this one's just funny. RIP Lalo, you would have loved Twitch, king. Nacho would've loved Insta. taken from us too soon..........

set in literal Hell. demon lord Lalo and recently deceased Nacho?

bring me the trans AUs

wow do you think I have enough ideas maybe? no, maybe not yet...

[drsteggy]

So idk this has all been on my brain of late and I just want to dump it out and Facebook sure isn’t the place to do it.

I’ll start by saying I’m AFAB cis straighty mcstraighterson. Like I’ve thought long and hard about these things for a long time and yeah, maybe I hit the Demi romantic spectrum because I classically do not recognize flirting unless the person finally says hello yes I am interested. Like the guy I married had to actually kiss me because I was very well he is just cuddly I guess and he got tired of waiting for me to move. And I feel that’s possibly a very large maybe.

But anyway. I got obsessed with a Zelda game to the point I went I would like to become the Zelda game, even if it’s just on a temporary basis. Early on in the process someone asked me if I was crossplaying or genderbending my Link and I decided that I was a guy when I wore my champion's tunic. And I really didn’t have an answer for that So I started to spend more and more time trying to come off more dude like.

And like, I get I’m playing at this. I understand that. This isn’t a struggle over my identity. I’m playing in a sandbox and I am trying to be respectful of the people I see out here who do struggle with this thing that seems on the surface it should just be a Fact to the point that total strangers feel they should just know that about you. Like, I see my privilege here, I get that, but it’s also been interesting to explore? I hope I’m not sounding like a jerk here.

But like there’s this thing where it’s are you wearing a costume or are you trying to be a character and the more times I put the things on and the more comfortable I got with being blonde and changing my contours the more I thought about what does this mean for me…and idk maybe I still don’t know.

I hit a point where every once in a while I’d fool someone in a photo, but I never fooled anyone in person.

Until this year. And I have no idea what changed other than I probably got better with practice.

I was off at some con and got into a conversation with a young person who told me he was trans pretty quickly and when we traded names, he gave me a confused look and came back with the masculine version of what I gave him. When I corrected him, he tilted his head and asked for pronouns and I told him she/her and he still looked skeptical and I was like….what’s this.

One day I did my make up and looked in the mirror and went wow I really really look like my dad, I never saw it before.

Then I went to NYCC and the days I wore the blue tunic (Gerudo Link fools nobody, unless you’re considering the point of that gear I guess) I had a few people kind of stop and then refer to me as they because they were not sure. And I was very well this is pretty interesting.

And I’m working on an upgrade for the new game. I haven’t put the entire thing together because I’m off to a con in like 48 hours and doing the whole deal can be Something so I am saving that energy for when it’s needed. But I did take some test images and while I’m really pleased with the costume (it’s going to be so bad ass when it’s entirely done, totally wearing that to GameStop to pick up my copy of the game) I also realize that if I take my face out of the equation, I’m not sure what the gender presentation is either.

So I’m super looking forward to going all out in drag here and see how I get addressed this weekend. I’m not sure I’ll offer up corrections.

And like, this has just been roaming the front of my brain and it’s better dumped out and I dunno.

[danpuff-ao3]

Ask game for the askers:

9. A fic I'm excited for your updating/posting

Smile with sweet surprise👀

11. Something I wish/hope you write

more of angry professor! Sirius in Snarry context pretty please

12. A fic of yours that I've re-read

A Matter of Time, for one. But my guilty pleasure is In My Veins(In My Blood)…

14. A fic I didn’t expect to like so much

I’m doing this ask for the purpose of bringing some love to Take Heed, Dear Heart. It’s everything I didn’t know I needed and probably my second favorite work of yours!

Hello there!! It's so good to hear from you! 😄

9.) oh heck yeah!! Chapter 3 of smile with sweet surprise is like...half written I think? With luck I'll finish it soon but I got a bit distracted writing 2 works for HP Flowers + HP Fruit Fest 😅 I'm glad people are still interested in this one even though it gets updated like....once a year 😂

11.) omg YES!!!! I've actually had an idea of Professor Sirius more or less stewing in my noggin'. So...it's very possible 👀 And of course, in a Snarry context! Also possibly a Draco/Sirius context. But that's a story for another day 😉

12.) A Matter of Time!!!! I love that you love that one so much. I'm so so proud of it. It was my proudest work before Contempt took over my mind and my life! I still love it so much, too, gosh. And In My Veins (In My Blood)!!!!! My dead dove treasure!!!! Thank brings me so much joy, I can't even tell you. A bit rough for most people so it's extra special when people like it, let alone reread it!

14.) Take Heed, Dear Heart!!!! Wow, you sure know how to make a gal's day 😭 Such an underrated fic, let me tell you!! I know the genderbending throws people off, but still....

Okay this ask made my whole entire day so I'm gonna go have a nice happy cry about it now. 🥰 My heart is so full now! Thank you, thank you so much! 💖

fanfic asks - for the askers

[vocalintel]

Toxic Yuri: Or, How I Learned to Start Worrying and Love The Bomb

I am going to go ahead and start throwing punches in my opening paragraph because it's been a while since I wrote a real post of any kind (remember Let's Talk Trans?) and I wanna get my views out there for the parasocial sycophants. I have pretty much always considered myself anti-ship, anti-map, anti-whatever the fuck. It's not necessarily from a position of puritanism, as I often see the opposition argue- I like John Waters movies, for god's sake- but more to do with the state of media literacy on the modern internet in general. It pains me to say something this cruel on a public platform but, frankly, a lot of the people involved in this debate are morons (anime bloggist crawfordpro has written a more eloquent post about this whole issue here, if you want to hear from someone a lot less confrontational than me). As much as I think the argument is just teenagers feeling out how to shape their social identities online, I also want to keep a lid on things and have it put straight out what my beliefs are and what forms the basis of them. Frankly, I am disgusted by grown adults sitting around on the internet that whine about how Mommy and Daddy aren't letting them play with their toys the way they want to. That is how it sounds to me when I see the proship people brag about how the haters will never succeed in taking away their underage incest smut.

Anyway. It's Yuri Day. I will probably also post a Yuri List for Yuri Day. As one does. But I am once again forced to confront the paradox of my values, or what some might call hypocrisy. It might be a sitewide hypocrisy, honestly. I see lots and lots and lots of posts about toxic yuri. About evil women. About bitches. Emotionally fraught codependency and dying like dogs and eating pomegranates. Perhaps it's some dark cynicism in me, a cruelheartedness I need to kill in myself, but a lot of the time I scroll by these posts and think "wow, OP would not survive Revolutionary Girl Utena". To evoke the infamous old post where someone went to see Hereditary in theatre because of Tumblr and then was extremely upset it was scary, I think there's a problem with left-leaning/feminist spaces online in general where everyone loves emotionally complicated women (evil bitches) until they actually read a story with an emotionally complicated woman in it. Everyone, it seems, loves freakin' at the freaker's ball until it starts contradicting their worldviews. Then they run back to their bastions of consumerist slop until it's safe for them to stop seriously thinking about their beliefs again.

And what of the memestatus of Toxic Yuri? The edges get sanded off. The moral complication is simplified down into who deserves to be hurt by the evil bitch and if the bitch is justified enough to do the hurting. Someone always has to be the heroine and someone always has to be the villain. Women can't be unpleasant because it's misogynist and women can't be too nice because it's misogynist, and if a man shows up he either has to be evil enough to justify killing him or weak enough to justify cucking him, sometimes both. There is no escaping everyone getting put into neat little boxes and slapped with a book of social rules detailing exactly how they should be punished for acting out of turn.

Even in more fannish communities where fujoshis rightly create genderbend yuri of their toxic yaoi, this shit happens. The Yuri Zine has an entire essay dedicated to talking about this, in particular highlighting how SQQ/LBH (from Scum Villain Self-Saving System) is softened and made comfy by the yuri girls and their feminization lasers. Why is it that it's fine to fuck a guy in the ass until he nearly dies when you're yaoi but when the story becomes two women there's only a smidge of gentle fingering? Is it wicked and foul of me to want more aggression and toxicity in my yuri? Is everyone reading this slowly coming to the conclusion that I'm American Psycho?

I mean, where are all the violent outpourings of female rage and hopelessness? Isn't that a thing we're supposed to have by now? Am I just looking in the wrong places? Because it's looking to me like even in a culture laying parallel to a largely uncensored, anonymous internet, people just don't want to write about women being aggressive and toxic. Lesbian stories are always about the redemptive power of love and full of gentleness and uncertainty. To put it meanly, a great deal of them are written under the stifling fear that someone somewhere might misconstrue either of the heroines as being predatory if they act outside their box. You can be gay, the yuri plot says, but you still have to act like a woman. The only allowable deviation is the actual lesbophobic stereotypes of hypersexual predators from male-oriented hentai shit. Which, frankly, I wouldn't touch with a ten foot pole. These caricatures ring just as false as their pillow-soft bambi lesbian counterparts.

An absence of cruelty is not kindness. An absence of hatred is not love. I hate how accusatory and mean I sound through all of this, but I just keep coming back to toxic yuri. How what's accepted in m/m fiction, what's accepted in heterosexual fiction, is completely taboo for f/f. I honestly quit reading yuri for a long time because I was so frustrated with this. It's not as though I actively want all women to be heartless sociopaths; I have repeatedly bounced off of girlboss media; movies like The Invisible Man remake and books like Burn The Negative. But there is like the full spectrum of human emotion that women, even in fiction, are seemingly never allowed to experience; and if they do, it has to be by a man's terms.

I know this is getting long. That's why I'm making it its own separate post from my yuri highlight list for the day. Most people probably don't want to be subject to my pathological desire to criticize everything and tear the world up with my teeth.

But like, don't you get tired of it? Don't you ever just get tired of it?

[trans-mages]

what, you thought Rainbow was the only one with an announcement for today? 🌈

(click for better quality!)

IT IS FINALLY UPON US

TRANS MAGES WEEK 2022 🏳️‍⚧️

March 25th (friday) to March 31st (tuesday)!

Late works will be shared until April 10th!

Oh WOW! We are officially BACK, baby! A whole year later, too!

And with new art inspired by Snow for Christmas, because I just had to add a skirt to turtleneck!Baz (and he clearly has boobs in the official art idc)

In case you don't know us...

The transmagesweek is an event for sharing your favorite trans* headcanons in the carryonverse / World of Mages!

Our goal is to not only encourage the creation of trans-centric content, but also to promote trans creators themselves!

Cis creators are more than welcome to participate, though :)

Any and all kinds of fan creations (art, fanfiction, moodboards, headcanons / drabbles, etc) are allowed! No restrictions. Create whatever you want, however you want!

To submit your works, tag your posts with #transmagesweek / #transmagesweek22 💖

If you want to make sure we see your entry, tag our user (@trans-mages)! Also, you may add any works you create (not only written works) to our official Ao3 Collection Link coming soon ^^

Create as much or as little as you want! You can participate every day of the week or post only once – it’s completely up to you!

We don't have daily prompts for this round, just a general theme for the week:

✨Celebration✨

That meaning... celebration days / holidays? festivities and events? celebrating oneself's identity? All of that, and none of that! Feel free to use the theme "Celebration" in your creations however you want (or even just ignore it completely!)

And you can, of course, draw inspiration from last year's transmagesweek daily prompts too <3

We'll also post a few leftover prompts from the Transmages Prompt Fest list in the next few days, so feel free to claim any of these to use in this new event! (and be sure to credit the creator if it isn't an anonymous prompt)

You’re free to create works with heavy themes, but please be considerate and ALWAYS add trigger and content warnings on the post itself and its tags! We won’t be reblogging such sensitive content without the proper warnings.

ALWAYS tag violence, blood, mature/explicit content, any and all forms of transphobia, and any other general triggers. If you write anything sexual and post it on tumblr, keep it under the cut. This event is supposed to be a safe space for everyone, especially minors, and we won't share any content that jeopardizes that.

We also won’t be accepting any kind of content that shares the character’s deadname or has scenes where someone openly deadnames them mentioning their deadname explicitly. If you wish to include deadnaming in your work, please refrain from mentioning the deadname itself, and tag it with the proper trigger / content warnings.

At the moment, Genderbending (making canon female characters trans males and vice versa) isn't allowed in this event. If you want to depict a trans woman character, pick a character who's actually a woman in the canon universe! That being said, you can make canon female characters nonbinary transmasc (but not male aligned), and canon male characters nonbinary transfeminine (but not female aligned). We will also not accept any works that erase canon rep. Canon sapphic / wlw characters have to still be sapphic / wlw, and same goes for achillean / mlm characters.

[ddarker-dreams]

OK! IMSORRY! i was practicing some things i couldn't help but draw again a genderbend god darling, promise i'll stop, but i kinda of remembered the scene where vephar finds what Rex lapis did... and.. i tried my best. Also your last chrollo fic was reaaaaaaally good.

PLS DON’T FEEL LIKE YOU HAVE TO STOP ??? I AM OBSESSED!! god you captured the atmosphere of this scene so perfectly… the dramatic sky, overhanging cliff, the shadows and highlights of the trees…. the silhouettes of god darling’s people against what was once a tranquil background, it’s perfect AAA!! and you even added the detail of how their petrified forms started to blow away in the wind,, not to mention the zhongli pillar in the background. omg. i didn’t even think of that. what a harrowing feeling that invokes!!! i cannot thank you enough for bringing this scene from the story to life, it’s one of my favorites and AHH you did it so well 😭❤️ you can practically feel the anguish radiating off of god darling, just wow….. i will be staring at this for a long time. i love everything about it. thank you thank you THANK YOU!!!!

[masterhandss]

HameFura Manga V6 Bonus SS (translated)

It says “Magical Girl Flag Breakers” and “Our Enemies: The Ruin Four”

Volume 6 Bonus SS - “Magical★Girl Flag Breakers”

Hello! So I snagged a raw copy of Manga Volume 6 on the internet because I was really excited for the bonus story ever since I got raws of Volume 5. For those who don’t know, typically a copy of the manga comes with an extra chapter with Katarina having a dream about different scenarios (V1 was Fortune Lover, V2 is a Highschool AU, V3 is a Fantasy RPG AU, V4 is a Genderbend AU and V5 is a Kindergarten AU), and alongside the chapter of the volume is a image preview of the next story in the next volume.

I couldn't wait to read this one-shot so with the power of google translate, I’ve decided to translate it myself! Please read this one, it’s a very fun one-shot, so much so that I want more of this story XDD (also because it took me half a day to translate this from pictures qwq)

Please do remember to read this one-shot once an official English Release of Manga Volume 6 comes out, and please forgive me for any mistake I made while translating this story to English.

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It was a sunny morning that day. I, Katarina Claes, an ordinary high school student, overslept that day and was late for school. While I was dashing to school with a fresh cucumber in my mouth from our fridge instead of my breakfast, was suddenly struck with something hard on the head. I was surprised! I rubbed my head and looked around, but I saw nothing.

I was about to start running again because I assumed that I just imagined, until I heard a voice. "Ouch, I'm sorry I bumped into you", the voice said as I looked up to follow it. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH~~~~" I screamed instinctively as I looked at what looks like a small little doll.

There was a small boy with wings. The boy covered his ears and frowned at my loud outcry. "Oh, I'm sorry" I apologized, also instinctively, but this is turning out to be a really weird situation. What even is this small little boy? It's a really well-made toy or something like that. "I'm not a toy", eh did I say that out loud?

I was surprised to hear a reply, so I asked "Are you a dwarf then?"

"No, I'm a spirit" he said with a matter-of-fact tone. 'Oh, so he's a spirit~' is what I would have said........ 

"Wait, what do you mean a spirit?" I wasn't convinced at all. What do you mean it's a spirit? The little spirit boy begins to explain to me, who was still surprised and flustered, while pointing with his tiny finger.

Well, it turned out to be quite the serious discussion. While a story about an evil organization, the most worrisome part to me was, "So, if the 'planet' dies, what will happen?" I could predict what his answer would be, but it still scared me to hear what the answer was. "If the planet dies, all living creatures here will die" The little spirit replied with an expected answer. When he said that all living creatures will die, does that mean everyone?!

"We will fight and defeat the evil organization with the power we receive from the planet," the spirit declared so bravely. He may look cute like a doll, but he was very cool. I instinctively made a guts pose, "In behalf of everyone, I thank you. Good luck on your fight". "Thank you, but the one who will be fighting is not me--. The spirit boy was interrupted by a loud explosion nearby, where I heard a loud scream saying "Ah! It's a monster!".

When I ran over there to check it out, for some reason, there was something big rampaging in a park just further away. Wait, what? There was a giant bear that appeared out of nowhere?! Around these parts, there could be monkeys showing up, but not bears.

Next to me, the spirit boy was visibly upset. "Oh no, They've already started to appear. I haven't even formed a contract with anyone yet" the spirit boy whispered. What does he mean by a contract? No, its not the time for such questions when something serious is happening in front of us.

"Um, Spirit boy, lets run away, the situation over there looks dangerous". I called out to him, but the spirit boy didn't answer with his eyes growing bigger. "And you, can you help me with my work?" He said as if there wasn't anything happening in front of us. What does he mean help with his work? What is he saying in such a dangerous time like this.

"The Evil Organization".

"?!"

"What happening right now, it's involving the things I've told you about. I need your help, please". "Wait, even if you say it so suddenly like this...." I'm already really late for school, and at this point getting in would be really difficult. I'm in deep trouble. "Please, I can only ask you." I was being stared with such a desperate face and moist eyes, making it really hard to refuse. Aside from that, the noise in the park is getting louder, and I feel like it's really dangerous to stay here.

For now, its best to run away for the time being and listen to him when we get to somewhere safer. I thought and said, "I understand. I'll help you, so lets run away from here first." My words did not even finish until the end. Before I finished, the spirit boy grinned and said, "Okay, then lets form the contract."

The moment I saw his grinning smile, I knew something was weird, but before I could say anything, the spirit boy pulled something that looked like a stick with a flag and asked, "What is your name?" "Katarina Claes". For some reason, my mouth started to move on my own and said my name. Eh, what's going on?

"Then, Katarina Claes, I will appoint you as a magical girl who will help protect this planet". When I shook the flag that the spirit boy had, my body was wrapped in light, and my school uniform changed into a cute and frilly costume. 

"What's this?!" "It's a magical girl costume. Now you have the power to do more than what a hundred normal persons can do".

"Wearing this frilly outfit can make me do that?!" "Yes, that costume has that kind of power. With this, you can defeat the enemy as a magical girl". "Wait, what's a magical girl? and by enemy you mean--" "Ah, it's already here"

As soon as the spirit boy interrupted my words with his own, a giant pink bear doll came out from the entrance of the park.

"What's that?" "That's our enemy. Now, let's defeat it with the power of a magical girl." "Even if you tell me to defeat it--?!"

What should I do? The bear started to launch itself towards us while I was trying to figure out what to do. While it is a stuffed toy bear, it was very big so it's power was quite impressive.

It’ll be bad if I get hit, so I jumped really high unexpectedly in order to avoid it. Wow, the bear looked really surprised by my movements, which are a hundred times faster and stronger than a normal person, and it made the bear look like fool as he gave his all into that attack. What a terrifying bear. That bear tried to attack with a punch again. The bear is very quick for its size. Thanks to this outfit, I can easily avoid his punches, but this can’t keep going on like this.

“Hey spirit, how I can I defeat this bear?”. While trying to avoid the bear’s attacks, I asked the spirit who was watching me jump above. “Oh, that’s right. Point the bracelet at the bear and say ‘Flag Break’. If you do that, you can defeat it”. He seems to have forgotten to tell me this earlier.

I wondered if that was enough, but I did as I was told, pointing my bracelet at the bear and shouted “Flag Break”, and a ray of light appeared from the bracelet. When the light hits and wraps the bear in its entirety, it disappeared after the light.

I coughed while staring at the spot where the bear disappeared, and the spirit who was now next to me said, “Thank you, Katarina. Thank you for your continued support. My name is Raphael”, he said as I held his outreached hand. 

This how I, Katarina Claes, became a magical girl who fights against evil organizations.

And, through this event, I learned that I should not accept unclear requests so easily. I became a magical girl by being convinced in a shocked state by Raphael, and in the months since I became a magical girl, my number of friends seemed to have increased. After several months, I realized that there are more magical girls in my school, such as Maria who was part of the student council and the school’s cooking club, Mary from the gardening club, and Sophia from the literature club. Strangely, all of them are smart and beautiful students. Not only that, they were all scouted by a female spirit named Anne as magical girls. I was only scouted in the heat of the moment, but everyone else are so good at their job, and eventually we all began to get along as friends. Until then, I usually go to school late because I always get lost, but now we all go to school together every day.

“Yes, I tried to turn the flowers in the gardening club as a bookmark, Katarina. If you’d like, please use it”. “Wow. it’s so cute, thank you. Mary has good taste” “Katarina, I’ve brought a book I want to recommend” “You did? I’m looking forward to it. Thank you, Sophia” “Katarina, I brought some sweets I made in the cooking club, please eat some if you’d like” “Oh! Thank you Maria. I love your sweets so much because they are just so delicious”

Just like that, we continue to have fun chatting to each other, when suddenly there was a figure ahead of us. “Hello, Katarina and co.”

A beautiful young man with blonde hair and blue eyes appeared before me. “Wow, you’re here again Geordo” I frowned, but Geordo returned it with a smile. “Today, I will defeat you and make you mine”, that’s when he suddenly changed into a black cloak with a mask; the uniform of the evil organization.

Yes, this handsome young man is named Geordo, he might look like a prince, but he is actually one of the Four Kings of Ruin, part of the enemy organization that we, magical girls, need to defeat. I met Geordo after I had become a magical girl, during my third battle. It was Geordo who summoned enemies like the giant stuffed toy bear and released it onto the city. Since then, I had fought him multiple times as enemies, where he continuously says things like “You’ve piqued my interest. Would you become mine?” whenever he approaches me. Is this a new form of attack? When I reply to him with an attack, he would reply with “One day, I will beat you and make you mine”. 

I don’t know if this is a new kind of attack, but Geordo would typically show up every three days, and now that its the third day, it probably means I need to transform into a magical girl again.

“I hate you” “Yeah, please stop disturbing our good time” “Please pack it up”

Mary, Sophia and Maria all said, as they transformed into magical girls too. “You girls are interrupting the moment between me and Katarina. You girls are in my way” Geordo said, as he raised his hand to the sky. Then, a black circle appeared, with people falling out from it.

“Ouch! Geordo, do you know how many time you’ve been calling out to us recently? I was gonna take a nap”, that was Geordo’s twin brother who scratched his head, the snobby Alan who is also part of the Four Kings. “That’s right, I was on a date with a girl” said Keith, the playboy from the Four Kings of Ruin, who frowned and brushed his bangs. The last one was expressionless, but was looking at the pasta who had fallen onto the ground with a sad face. He is Nicol, the final member of the four who has a magical and mysterious charm to him.

“Everyone, don’t be so lazy. Let’s work together and defeat the magical girls once and for all” Geordo said to them, and they all turned to me in a daze. There’s something he didn’t know about his allies when he called them out.

“Yo, it’s been a long time, Katarina. You’re still playing magical girl?” Alan said. Perhaps he was embarrassed that he had just declared that he would take a nap, because his face was flushed red. I met him during one of my battles.

“Katarina Claes, you’re always so free. It’s so lonely to think that you don’t have anyone to date yet,” Keith said. Perhaps he was shy or was embarrassed by the girl he was just on a date with, because his face was also quite red. I also met him during one of my battles so I’m acquainted with him.

Maybe he was called from a place where he was eating his pasta, and now it had fallen to the ground and splattered, because Nicol had a very sad expression. ”................” “Would you like some of these sweets so compensate for your food?” I offered to him. He gave me such a happy and devilish smile, saying “thank you” as he reached out for one of the sweets. I staggered a bit at the sight. I also met Nicol during one of my battles.

“What are you guys talking about so happily with my Katarina? I called you guys here to deal with the other three magical girls who are trying to get in between us” Geordo said. “What are you taking about? You’re the ones who are in the way of our good time,” Mary lifted her eyebrows and snapped at Geordo, who simply replied to her accusation with a dark smile. “That’s my line. You high school girls who just talk about crap without any meaning”.

“That’s rude, it’s not meaningless” Sophia said angrily. Well this is the kind of thing that Geordo definitely won’t understand. He doesn’t seem to have a prejudice against high school girls... wait a minute, shouldn’t we be fighting? Geordo, Mary and Sophia are quarrelling, Alan and Keith are summoned but have flushed cheeks and are looking away, Maria is sharing handmade sweets to Nicol who lost his pasta.

Recently, every time we confront the Four Kings of Ruin, we more frequently fight like this, without throwing any hands. I even started to wonder if I was still a magical girl, so I tried to look around for our two spirits, before I was interrupted by Maria who offered sweets to me. It was so good that I lost all my will for battle.

“Lady Katarina, Lady Katarina, please get up. It’s time for you to go to school”

What happened to the battle? “Battle? Katarina, you’re sleeping. We need to get you ready for school”, Anne said, bringing out my clothes. “Oh I had  a very strange dream. I was transformed into a magical girl. Not only that, the enemies were Geordo and the others. What a strange dream”.

“What’s a magical girl?” Anne gave me a suspicious look while the adjusting my clock. “Ah, um, a magical girl fights against an evil organization--”

“Katarina, I’m grateful for your explanations but we don’t time for that right now, so I’ll ask about it later after we finish your preparations”. Ann told me, and when I looked at the clock, I knew that it was almost time for class and that I was about to be late. I hurriedly cooperated with Anne and started preparing myself for school. My usual day begins as from that point.

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That’s it! It’s a very cute one-shot, and I hope after I post this, maybe it inspires people to write stories based on this au qwq. Volume 7′s oneshot is “Detective?! Katarina’s Office” (Tantei?! Katarina Jimusho) so if thats interesting then i’ll translate that too.

Some unnecessary notes from me if you’re interested in reading:

Since Katarina is the hero and Miri is the leader of the evil organization, I guess if this really was a story then the plot twist is that Katarina is her daughter. I can imagine maybe this story takes place in her old world with her old family (mom, dad, grandma, two brothers) but the difference here is that Katarina is adopted or something like that.

It’s interesting that Raphael is Katarina’s fairy partner instead of Ann. It works since both Kat and Raph use Dark Magic in canon lol haha also because it shows how competent Ann is haha

It’s also cool to see the playboy version of Keith liking Katarina.

Sophia and Nicol don’t seem to be related at all in this version of the story, which I’m cool with. They could also have a Hawkmoth-Chat Noir situation where they aren’t aware of each other’s secret identities (though I doubt it myself since they all transformed in front of the boys, but hey i’m just throwing it out there).

Omg rip Nicol’s pasta. Press f to pay respects

[four-rabbit]

My best friend died in the 90′

Ok, so, this is part of an ghost AU that I have and probably will be talking about in the future, where Virgil is a ghost and them and Remus are best friends, (this is not the main plot but anyway, like I said, I'll talk about it in later)

However, while this doesn't happen, please have this oneshot about Remus and Virgil meeting each other

Summary: Remus never had any friends, but that changed when he decided to go to the cemetery in the middle of the night, just to meet Virgil, a kid that besides being just as weird as Remus, happens to be dead.

(For a little bit of context: in this fanfic Remus comes from a family where eveyone can speak to ghosts, on his mom side, at least, but unlike Roman, Remus was never able to talk to a ghost before meeting Virgil)

Characters: Remus Sanders, Virgil sanders, mentions to Roman Sanders

Warnings: swearing (specifically a kid swearing), discussions of death, mentions of a fight and bullying.

Obs: in this au Virgil uses exclusively they/them pronouns and Remus uses he/it. This is not a genderbend version of Remus.

I've always been the weird child so it seemed appropriate that my first friend had been dead for more than a decade.

It's a funny story: I had gotten to another fight, I even lost a tooth that day and probably would have lost two if I hadn't run away the moment the fucking coward that called himself a bully invited his friends for help. I may be fast but I can only bite so many people at once.

I didn't want to go home because Roman would be worried and my parents would be angry, which was the usual, but getting bullied was also the usual, didn't mean that I couldn't get tired of it, that's why I decided to go to the cemetery I mean, why not? 

I knew I was far from my house because it took me less than ten minutes to reach it. My parents moved to as far as possible from there the moment Roman was born, the guy can't stand even getting closer to it, which I founded stupid at the time. I would give anything to have the stupid paranormal sensitivity that he was so afraid of instead of being the disappointment of the family.

Turns out he was right for being afraid. 

After a quick look I confirmed that there was no other living soul at the cemetery besides me, so I smiled and sat on the closest gravestone. Mom always said that we should respect the dead and their resting place or else they would teach us a lesson or whatever but I was fine with that because I had decided a long ago that If a ghost showed themself to me it would be the coolest freaking thing ever. I kicked the gravestone weakly, as if knocking on a door. That thought made me giggle as I imagined a ghost appearing in pajamas, angry at me for disturbing them that late at night. I kicked again, this time a little harder. 

"Stop that" someone mumbled besides me. I immediately got to my feet, thinking that the gravedigger had seen me but fortunately I didn't see an angry adult, but a kid. They were using a black hoodie and had equally dark hair falling on their face. They were pale as a dead body, fat and tall, basically the opposite of me, an unhealthily skinny latino little shit. I snorted.

"What are you gonna do about it?" I kicked the gravestone once more. They seemed startled, backing up a little. 

"You- you can see me?"

"Why wouldn't- OH MY GOD YOU'RE A GHOST?!" I screamed not even caring if someone could hear me. Virgil cared. 

"Sshh! I-" they seemed disconcerted but gave up with a sigh "Yes, I'm" 

"Oh! Holy shit! Is that your gravestone?! Is that why you appeared when I kicked it?!" I jumped in excitement, getting close to them to take a closer look at my most recent discovery. 

"No, I just don't think you should kick it. It's disrespectful" 

"Yeah, whatever! Oh my god I can't believe I'm seeing a ghost! Suck it, mom, I knew I could do it too!" I exclaimed to nothing in particular as if she could hear me. "What's your name?"

"No- look, I'm sorry, I didn't think you could see me, I just- I should go" they said in the classic "I want to get rid of you" that everyone used after talking to me for more than five minutes. I started to get desperate, this was my first time seeing a ghost, I wouldn't let them leave that easily.

"No, don't go! I promise that I'm cool! Sorry for kicking your friend's gravestone, I don't know, please stay!" I begged and I guess my irresistible cuteness touched their heart because they turned to look at me again.

"He's not my friend," Virgil explained. "Just an old ghost that doesn't like to be bothered." they looked down shyly and I thought that was cute. "My name is Virgil. What's yours?" 

"My name-" I always hated to tell people my deadname, I just didn't know why at the time "You can call me the Duke because my name is shit I really hate it y'know, it really sucks ass" They probably raised an eyebrow, it was hard to tell with all that hair failing on their face, but didn't say anything besides:

"Why not the duchess?"

"Because I don't want to" replied, crossing my arms as if challenging them to disagree. Virgil looked me up and down, processing my appearance. I was using dirty green legs, a black dress that my mom insisted that I wore for school and an old all star. Their eyes stopped at my face, with my bloody nose and the missing tooth. "What happened to your face?"

"Oh yeah I got into a fight! But it's cool, I'm not afraid of those assholes" now they seemed worried.

"Why did you get into a fight?"

"Just the usual, he stole my lunch, pushed me out of my bike, called me some bad words and I bit him. Y'know everyone thinks blood is so gross but I kinda like the taste." I looked at them, trying to see their reactions. I couldn't see their eyes but I'm sure they widened as Virgil got closer, saying in the same worried tone that Roman used:

"You should be careful! Have you told your parents?! Do you have any friends to walk with you? Or you could tell a teacher! No, forget it, teachers never help, at least not when I was alive. Is there anyone you can trust to protect you?"

"Wow, chill, I can take care of myself"

"I'm serious, Duke!" I rolled my eyes. I hated when people treated me as some fragile girl that couldn't take care of herself. Turned out I just hated that people treated me like a girl. 

"Why do you care? I just met you" 

"Because-" Virgil changed their mind mid phrase. Can't blame them, I wouldn't share my backstory and the reason I died that easily either if I was a ghost. "You seem nice, I don't want you to get hurt" I don't think anyone had ever called me nice by that time. Weird, gross, disturbing, problem child, ungracious I had always heard, but nice was new, even Roman just called me "cool" or "brave" at best. So, of course, I got defensive. 

"Hm. Want me to tell you what he, Peter by the way, is the name of the asshole, yeah, he's a big asshole, what Peter and his friends called me?!" Again, Virgil barely reacted to my swearing and I was starting to get frustrated, it was always an easy way to get some fun reactions, especially from adults.

"Not really…" as they would learn in the years that followed, that kind of phrase rarely stopped me from speaking. 

"He called me a bitch! That's when I bit him, actually, he was like, listen here you little bitch and he pointed his finger at my face and I bit it and I almost ripped it off I swear!" I looked at them, waiting for their reaction, already imagining what it would be. I was young but I had lived enough to mainly aim for negative responses just because they were better than no response at all. Virgil stayed in silence for longer than I wanted which was like the most boring response. 

"How old are you, Duke?"

"I'm going to be nine in three months! How old are you?"

"I died when I was ten." 

"Cool! I was never friends with an older kid!" I was never friends with anyone besides Roman, but anyway. "I mean, you're my friend, right?" They didn't answer immediately, but then Virgil opened a smile and probably decided they were going to protect that little chaotic gremlin.

"Yeah, I guess I’m.”

[rowanartist]

Fan fiction rec 2020s

Most Important Meal Of The Day by silentkinght I'd love some fan art. marvel; Explicit; Stucky

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Allowed to be Loud by ravyn_sinclair mutual masturbation then get together implied.my hero Academia; Explicit; EraserMic

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Eraserwatch by LuceCannon21 Aizawa cares.my hero Academia; Explicit; EraserMic

A Perfect Opportunity by rhoen I was in a mood.my hero Academia; Explicit; EraserMic

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Chocolate Cake by daddyissueswho short and sweetmy hero academia; teen; dad mic

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a mix of six by Argentina dadzawa, characters working through stuff and growing. my hero Academia; series

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Just Enough by Thunder_the_Wolf I commented that I relate to a degree to Hizashi and the author. my hero Academia; Not Rated; EraserMic

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EraserMic Week 2019 by Ryoukon 8 fan arts with fic recommended. Some of my favorites are already shared before this.my hero Academia

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Grounding by SaltywithSarcasm anxiety supportmy hero acadamia; teen; EraserMic

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Shouta's Favorite Sound by deafmic later found on a soft fluff fic rec my hero academia; teen; EraserMic

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The Curious Disappearance of Aizawa Shouta by deafmic wow... my hero academia; teen; Aizawa

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Biggest Fan by deafmic AWWW! my hero academia; General; pre canon Shinsou & Aizawa

A Different Kind of Hero by deafmic cute my hero academia; General; Aizawa & Eri

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You Can Sing Me Anything by donniedont I relate to Aizawa's disappearing concept. I was tired and felt like I just made people's lives harder, but even so suicide was not a struggle of mine. It frustrated me a lot when people assumed that. It felt like they weren't listening to me. This story was very interesting, from the view point of a cis straight demisexual with a genderfluid sibling. my hero academia; Mature; EraserMic

A Lesson In Opening Up by AWHOOPS ponder, admitting what you want. my hero academia; Explicit

Goggles by modernmint comments my hero academia; Explicit; EraserMic

Aphrodisiac by SenkoWakimarinr either demisexual or some other form of acespec (terminology?), very chill my hero academia; Explicit; AllEraserMic

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What's Mine Is Yours by Snekpoetryhor took some time to include it but after I found myself rereading it a few times… my hero academia; Explicit; AllEraserMic

geyser by Spineless comments my hero academia; General; Izuku & Dadzawa & Dad Might & good friends

Absence by SaltywithSarcasm Hizashi is lonely and wants to spend time with his best friend my hero academia; teen

Affluence by modernmint sweet and cute slow burn my hero academia ; Explicit; EraserMic; Single dad Aizawa no quirks AU

Many Hands by rhoen Aizawa and Yamada want Yagi my hero academia; Explicit; AllEraserMic

Four Of Them Oh God by Snekpoetry quirk whammie means 4 All Mights from different points in his life my hero academia; Explicit; EraserMight

Dreaming about you by SaltywithSarcasm lewd dreams making it difficult to sleepmy hero academia; Explicit; EraserMic

September by deafmic sweet and caring in the face of pain, good teacher Aizawamy hero academia; teen; Asui & Aizawa

Lemon Boy by modernmint Aizawa has a blanket! As an adultwith a teddy bear, this is really nice. my hero academia; General; Aizawa & Present Mic

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Housewarming by KuriKuri cute AU my hero academia; teen; AllEraserMic

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Never the Good, Just the Bad and the Ugly by deafmic i think this is a reread... my hero academia; teen; Aizawa

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Another Type of Education by BlitheFool a good laugh my hero academia; teen;

Class 1-d(A)ycare by teaandtumblr cute with hard emotions and a surprise my hero academia; General; Aizawa daycare teacher

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The Waiting Area by MarziPanda95 long haul, worry that finds a good ending somehowmy hero academia; teen; EraserMic

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Day of Rest by luxurias friends caring for each other my heroAcademia; teen; AllEraserMic & Midnight

Loud, Proud, and a Non-binary Pal. By Arkham_Cat comments my hero academia; teen; EraserMic

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Aizawa's Experiences as a Teacher by Soralith comments my hero academia; General; Dadzawa

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Lonely Painful Mornings by angel_ponders comments my hero academia; teen; AllEraserMic

Snowy morning by Saku015 short and CUTE! MY hero academia; General; Dadzawa & Eri

Nii-chan by Saku015 very cute my hero academia; General; Shinsou & Eri

Kittens and Family Names by Saku015r the author has a bunch of fluff! My hero academia; General; Eri & Shinsou

bass boosted by happywinks i love Tenya knowing about EraserMic my hero academia; General; Shinson...

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and i started to feel like i actually matter by Maebee Eri is adorablemy hero academia; General; Hizashi

the stick-together family by Maebee awww my hero academia; teen; Eri & EraserMic

All in Good Time by bravobeavo oblivious dopes :) my hero academia; General; EraserMic

Echo by yamadadzawa (liarielle) comments my hero academia; General; Shinsou & Midoriya

I Would Understand by deafmic i read if before and I don't know why I didn't already include it unless it was end of last year. Really like it and the author! my hero academia; teen; Shinsou & Dadzawa

Last (First) Adventure by deafmic much flailing, and yes the author explains some of the user namesmy hero academia; teen; Shinsou

Come Listen! By deafmic adorable! Could fit in the same universe as others by the author… my hero academia; teen; Shinsou & dad mic

'Cause I know that I am yours and you are mine by Balinese87 cheesy and sweet my hero academia; teen; EraserMic

They say I'm caught up in a dream by Balinese87 cute my hero academia; teen; EraserMic

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like the dawn you broke the dark and my whole earth shook by softjourney so sweet my hero academia; General; Eri

Kinktober 2019-and other smutty prompts! By Alexander_the_great_nerd Chapter 11 and ch3 [had to refind because it stuck with me unexpectedly my hero academia; Explicit;

take a break from seeing the world by Maebee short and sweet my hero academia; teen; EraserMic

(Il)logical by DarklingMoon i relate to Aizawa, while my chosen crush didn't really hit and was never told. The story of getting together with my boyfriend is funny. my hero academia; Mature; EraserMic

Day 12: Drunken Sex by Shinjitsu-san (Lyna_Laufeyson) not taking sex too seriously(Also CHECK OUT the series and spin off series!!) my hero academia; Explicit; EraserMic

Day 4: Blindfolds by SlicedMilk ponder my hero academia; Explicit; EraserMic

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Come To Your Place, Start a Rumor by Sacramental_Wine suggestion on dealing with sexual performance anxiety my hero academia; Explicit; Amajiki Tamaki/Toogata Mirio

You're So Sweet by Snekpoetry pops into my head every so often my hero academia; Explicit; AllMight/FatGum

BlondeLungs by Wendigobait at first I wasn't sure, but then it stayed on my mind a bit my hero academia; Explicit; AllEraserMic

Leave My Pikachu Alone! (A Story About Shinsou's Gay Panic and Defending His Friend) by PastaMic cute my hero academia; teen; Shinsou & Kaminari

Workload by modernmintor Tenya, the struggle to balance life with mental health, relatablemy hero academia; teen; Iida brothers

Purple Best Boi's How-To Guide to Life by daddyissueswho funny cackle worthy series my hero academia; teen; Shinsou & EraserMic

Stretch Marks and Mentors by wittyjinx part 4 in "Bakugou cares" found because of "Safety In Numbers"my hero academia; General; Bakugou helps Yazorozu

Sexual Healing by Sassywrites77 cute sexual moment my hero academia; Explicit; EraserMight

circumbinary orbit by saigen anxiety during sexmy hero Academia; Explicit; The Big Three

Mute Mind by DarklingMoonor comments my hero academia; Explicit; EraserMic

[sorry-apsalar]

Does This Mean I'm a Girl Now?

Content Warning: this fic contains genderbending (sort of anyway) and gender dysphoria as a result of it, also multiple mentions of genitals as well as nudity in general.

My friends and I were discussing a thing that we were mildly salty about which brought on the topic about how we were salty in general over how a lot of genderbending stuff is portrayed. It often relies on stereotypes and gender roles which is really annoying and pretty shitty. Then my dear friend @itsladykit (I hope it’s okay that I tagged you, I just wanna give you proper credit for the idea) brought up the idea of a cis character getting magically genderbent and experiencing gender dysphoria because of it. Which I thought was a really neat idea but I wasn't sure if I was qualified to tell that tale but then they told me to follow my heart and write it and that's why this fic came into being.

Now I feel like I need to put the disclaimer that while I have personal experience with gender dysphoria, the worst of it was was back when I was a teenager, I've mostly grown out of it and I'm pretty sure most people have it stronger than I ever have. So if this isn't an 100% accurate depiction of dysphoria, that is why. I did my best though.

Also, Frender features in it mostly just because I was already fueled primarily by salt, might as well let my usual Futurama salt fuel me too.

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“Wow,” Fry said as they looked over the naturally formed pool of bright pink goo. They’d been to a lot of different planets and seen quite a few different kinds and colours of goo but never one so pink. “It’s kind of pretty, don’t you think?”

“I guess,” Bender replied, disinterested. “I’m bored though so I dare you to jump in and see what happens.”

“Do not!” Leela snapped from somewhere behind them before Fry could even decide if he wanted to take that dare or not. “I don’t know what you guys found over there but don’t listen to him Fry because whatever it is, is probably dangerous.”

“Fucking killjoy,” Bender muttered so that only Fry could hear. He was right though; they were hiding out on a dumb planet with nothing on it to escape some asshole pirates which meant they had to just sit around and do nothing until Leela was sure they were free. It had only been probably an hour so far and Fry was already bored out of his mind. Leela had forbade them from doing anything ‘dirty’ in case they needed to get out in a hurry so the least she could do was let them investigate some cool pink goo.

So, feeling rather rebellious especially as the sound of Leela’s footsteps approached, presumably to investigate, Fry lowered himself to the ground so he could lean forward and stick in his hand in. The goo didn’t come up all the way to the lip of the natural pool, forcing him to lean a bit farther than he was really comfortable with considering the utterly unknown alien substance he would fall into if he lost his balance but if he fell Bender would catch him… probably anyway, so it should be fine.

The goo was pleasantly cool as it engulfed his hand, almost seemingly clinging to him and pulling it down. It was like sticking his hand in thick syrup fresh out of the fridge, a pleasant texture if a bit odd. Right away though his hand began to have that pins and needles feeling that came from laying on one’s arm wrong for way too long so he should probably…

The ground gave way beneath him, sending him into the goo. He didn’t even have time to yelp in surprise before he was fully submerged in it. He gasped instinctively, inadvertently breathing it in, making him choke and sputter.

He needed to get to the surface now! Except he didn’t even know where it was. He thrashed, trying to go in any direction but to no avail, the goo was too thick to swim well in and blackness was already eating at the edges of his vision. He couldn’t die like this! No fucking way! It wasn’t…

~

“…think it’s permanent?” Bender was saying from somewhere above Fry as he slowly came to.

“Who knows?” Leela replied from also somewhere above him. “For his sake, I hope not.”

“You make it sound like it’s a big problem.” Bender’s tone indicated that he disagreed.

“You don’t understand.” Leela was giving Bender her annoyed look, Fry didn’t even need to open his eyes to know that. “Though I guess I can’t really blame you for not understanding this, you’re a robot so it’s probably different for you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Leela sighed. “Maybe you’re right, maybe it won’t be a big deal. Heck, maybe it’ll only last a few hours.”

As much as Fry enjoyed napping, the way they were talking was rather disconcerting so with a groan he opened his eyes and forced himself to sit up. Bender and Leela were standing to either side of where he lay on the ground. Bender was coated head to toe in bright pink goo, calling to mind what had happened last. That meant he’d jumped in after Fry and was probably the sole reason he hadn’t drowned. Now he was trying to wipe the goo off with a pink rag that might’ve once been white but it wasn’t very effective.

“Hey meatbag,” he said, turning his attention onto Fry. “How do you feel?”

“Uh… weird.” Fry was covered in goo still too. It clung to him and made him feel all tingly and odd, like his whole body had fallen asleep even though that wasn’t possible. And it smelled strange too and tasted bad. He turned his head to the side to spit as much of it out as he could, though it did little to rid his mouth of the taste. “I got to wash this stuff off,” he said as he stood up, careful of the probably slippery goo coating him and pooling around where it had dripped off him and Bender. “Thanks for saving me.” Was it just him or did his voice sound strange?

“Uh… Fry,” Leela cut in before he could turn to start for the ship. “The pink stuff kind of did something to your body.”

Oh no. “What?”

“Well, uh… um…”

“The most noticeable thing it did was give you boobs,” Bender finished. “I didn’t check your pants so it might’ve changed you down there too. You might want to look into it.”

Fry looked down at himself and… true to Bender’s words, his chest was quite different; his clothes soaked in the pink goo clung to him, highlighting the weird lumps on his chest. Boobs was what they were called, he had them now, big ones too. Or at least they looked big to him from this angle which wasn’t an angle he was ever supposed to see boobs from so how was he supposed to know?

“Does this mean I’m a girl now?” he asked as he looked back up at Leela and Bender. The strange thing about his voice was that it sounded more feminine and if it sounded that way to him how much more so was it to everyone else?

“Not unless you want to be,” Leela said with a reassuring smile.

“Uh… I don’t think I do.” He’d never considered it before even in passing but now that was forcibly faced with it, he was pretty sure he didn’t want to be a girl.

“Come on, let’s go wash this gunk off,” Bender said as he gave up on the rag, tossing it disdainfully to the ground before starting for the ship. Fry was more than happy to follow because who knows, maybe it would only last as long as the goo was coating him.

“All right,” Leela said, “I’m going to collect a sample of the pink stuff to bring back to the Professor.”

 -

Undressing brought to Fry’s unfortunate attention that the goo had changed more than just his chest and voice. His hips were wider, his shoulders a little narrower – not by much, he’d never exactly had broad shoulders but enough that even if no one else was likely to notice he still did – and the other biggest change was that his dick was missing. He could explore what was there instead with his hands but… he didn’t feel particularly inclined to do so.

Which was odd, wasn’t it? In every movie or TV show he’d ever seen where a man ended up with a female body through whatever means, the joke almost always was that they were excited to touch themselves down there and play with their new boobs. It wasn’t even that he wasn’t into such things, while he did prefer men – especially if they were robots or aliens – boobs and vagina weren’t turn offs by any means. On himself though it was just… too weird.

With a sigh, he did his best to shake it off and stepped into the shower after Bender. There was only one on board the ship because it wasn’t exactly meant for everyday use, mostly decontamination and washing off dangerous chemicals which this probably counted as. There was enough room for both of them though so it was whatever.

“You owe me for going in after you,” Bender said, turning to face him. “It leaked into my everything and now I have to clean everything.” To demonstrate, he opened his chest compartment, revealing that it had been partially filled with pink goo, Fry had to pull his foot back to stop it from splashing on him. Bender then began taking things out to wash off too, including his cigar case, its contents most likely ruined. He gave Fry a pointed look as he put it back as if this were his fault, which it kind of was.

“Sorry, thanks for saving me though, I owe you big. But uh… you did dare me to jump in.” Not that Fry had meant to or would’ve if given the choice, not even he was quite that stupid.

“I didn’t think you’d actually do it. But whatever, I guess this is more exciting than sitting around doing nothing. By the way, in case you haven’t noticed yet, your dick’s gone.”

Fry had to hold back a groan; that wasn’t something he really wanted to think about. “Yeah, I know. How long was I in the goo before you pulled me out though?” Because surely a change this drastic couldn’t have happened in brief awful seconds he remembered.

“I don’t know, five, ten minutes. That stuff isn’t exactly easy to see through and it was a lot deeper than it looked. Which was why I had to jump in to find you in it.”

“How come it didn’t do anything to you?”

“I don’t know, maybe because I’m a robot.” That was kind of an ‘oh duh’, huh?

They were silent for a bit while Fry focused on making sure to wash all the goo off. He could probably safely step out now if he wanted to, the pins and needle feeling the goo had given him was rapidly fading, but the water was warm and… “What do you think of this?” He did his best to keep his tone casual. “Does it uh… change how you see me or anything?”

Bender scoffed as if Fry was stupid to even consider such a thing. “No, why would it? I’m a robot and I’m pan so I have double the reason not to care what your body is shaped like. It should be fun to play around with later though.” He winked as if his meaning wasn’t already obvious.

Fry wasn’t really sure about that but… that was probably just because he still wasn’t over the shock of the sudden change. When he was more used to it, it would probably be fun to experiment with so… “Yeah, maybe once we’re home and stuff.” Or maybe it would wear off before they even got there and thus it would basically be a non-thing, just another weird adventure that wrapped up quickly and left everything exactly the same as before. He could always hope, right?

~

“… and it’s permanent,” Professor Farnsworth finished, jerking Fry out of the bored stupor listening to the scientific explanation behind the exact mechanics behind the sex change had put him in.

“It’s what?” Hopefully Fry had just misheard something. He hadn’t exactly been paying attention after all.

“It’s permanent,” Farnsworth repeated. “It’s not going to wear off.”

“You mean I’m stuck like this forever?”

“Not necessarily. There’s of course the traditional transition methods you could take or I could use this,” Farnsworth held up the vial of pink goo that Leela had collected for him, “to engineer a substance that will have the opposite effect. And then it’ll be like this whole misadventure never happened except we’ll have the means to get rich off of selling this stuff. Of course we don’t yet know what all the risks it might pose are but that’s all the more reason to sell it to as many people as possible so we can find out.”

Ugh, Fry hadn’t even considered what other possible risks his inadvertent bath in the pink goo might’ve had. What if it was also super toxic and was going to eventually kill him? Or what if it drastically increased his risk of cancer other possibly fatal condition? … Eh, it was probably fine so… “How long is that going to take?”

“Hmmm…” Farnsworth held the vial up to the light as he studied it. “I don’t know. I should probably get to work on it.” And without any further word he was shuffling off out of the room. Everyone in the room, which was everyone employed at Planet Express because privacy didn’t exist in the modern age, watched him go.

“On the bright side,” Leela said from the other side of the conference table, “if he can make something that can do the reverse, we’ll have discovered something that can help a lot of people.”

“Assuming it’s safe anyway,” Amy added. “It could still be super toxic and deadly or something. So, congrats Fry, you get to be a guinea pig for a new way of transitioning. Here’s to hoping it doesn’t kill you in the end.”

“Uh… thanks, I think.” He’d rather not be a guinea pig for anything but seems he didn’t have a choice here so yeah, hopefully it was safe to use. But at least if anyone could make something that could turn him back to normal it was the Professor. So really everything would be fine. He just had to deal with this weirdness for a little while.

~

Looking at himself naked in his bedroom mirror was a mistake. His boobs were weird shaped lumps on his chest that hung there kind of like those ballast bags that hung on the sides of hot air balloon baskets but rounder and with nipples. How could something that looked like that be natural? Crossing his arms over them to try to hid them from view sort of worked but it also pushed them closer together which wasn’t a pleasant sensation. And combined with his hips, they gave him that ‘hourglass figure’ that was supposed to be desirable but didn’t look right in the mirror.

He couldn’t bear to look at his crotch for more a couple seconds because his dick was gone! That was weird and just plain wrong. Everything about his body looked wrong now and he hated it. He’d never particularly liked his body before – muscles would’ve been cool to have but weren’t worth the effort – but it had been utter indifference. Now looking at himself was an unpleasant experience.

He… wasn’t just going to just get used to or over this, was he? His body wasn’t supposed to be like this and thus he couldn’t feel comfortable in it while it was.

Eager to be done looking at himself, he stepped forward and turned the mirror around to face the wall. It would stay until his body was back to normal. All he could really do was hope that that would be soon.

In the meantime though he went to his closest in search out the baggiest clothes he had. Luckily everything he wore on a typical day was already baggy and a lot of it a size or so bigger than needed. Zipping up the jacket should help obscure his boobs too, maybe even completely, though probably not because his initial call had been right, they were on the larger side. But regardless it would be better than nothing.

Right as he was pulling on the jacket, the door opened behind him. “I don’t like this whole sex change thing,” he said as he zipped up and turned to face Bender as he entered. “Like I really, really don’t like it.”

“Why?” Of course Bender wouldn’t understand and well, honestly Fry didn’t either.

“I don’t know.” There wasn’t any solid logical reason for why he disliked it so much. “It just makes me uncomfortable. My body’s not supposed to look like this with boobs and… stuff.” And lacking of other things. “I don’t like it. So if we could pretend that it’s not a thing that would be great.”

Bender gave him a weird look before shrugging and moving on. “I swear you meatbags never cease to be weird. But if it really bothers you that much, I won’t mention your boobs or junk if that’s what you want.”

“Yes, I would like that, thanks.”

“That means we’re not going to fuck tonight though, huh?”

“Uh… yeah, I’d rather not.” That would involve exploring his new body and he couldn’t imagine that being fun.

“The things I put with for you. But whatever, let’s go watch TV then.”

Fry was more than happy to follow him back out into the living room. He could really use the distraction of both watching TV and of cuddling up with Bender.

 -

True to Fry’s prediction he never got over his discomfort about his new body. Wearing obscuring clothing helped as did making sure to never look at himself in the mirror, especially without clothes, but it was still there. He could go for hours at a time without thinking about it but ultimately it always came back in one form or another and it was the worst.

Thankfully no one at Planet Express treated him any different. None of them even mentioned it after the initial buzz about it had faded. Sadly, such was not true for strangers; men flirted with him more which wouldn’t have been much of an issue if they weren’t flirting with him because of something he was uncomfortable with and wished wasn’t a thing. Bender put a jealous stop to a lot of that though which was much appreciated. And then there was everyone calling him she or her which sucked – he got called they or them some too which was better even if it still wasn’t right – most people didn’t care when he corrected them but it was still awkward that he had to.

But finally, just when it was starting to seem like he’d reached his limit and couldn’t take it anymore, upon arriving at work, Professor Farnsworth was there to greet him with some actual good news for once. The opposite of the pink goo was ready to be tested. The fact that Fry would be the first one testing it didn’t even matter to him to anymore.

It was in the pool out back where everyone else was already waiting because again, privacy wasn’t a thing anymore apparently, though honestly Fry didn’t even really care that much. But… “I’d thought it’d be blue,” was the first thing he said upon seeing it because it was bright yellow.

“Why would it be blue?” Farnsworth asked, genuinely confused.

“Because the other stuff was pink and it did this to me so it just makes sense for something that’s supposed to do the opposite to be blue, right?”

“That makes no sense,” Bender said. “Stop being stupid and go jump in already. And don’t almost drown this time because I’m not jumping in to save you again if you do, once was more than enough.”

“You say that but I doubt you mean it,” Hermes chimed in. “We all know you’d jump if to save him if you had to.”

Bender glared at him but Amy spoke up before he could say anything. “Yeah, you two have been dating for like a year now and were like totally in love for like ever even before you were official so don’t pretend to be a tough guy.”

“Just jump in already,” Zoidberg butted in. “I want to see what happens.”

“Yes, let’s just get this over with,” Fry said before anyone else could chime in with anything. He stepped forward to stand on the edge of the pool. “Can you guys like… look away please? I don’t want to ruin my clothes and uh… yeah.” He didn’t want them seeing him naked when his body was still like this even though logically they all already knew what he looked like but… he just didn’t want them seeing.

“Of course,” Leela said as she turned away. Thankfully everyone else soon followed suit with only a little grumbling.

Eager to have this over and done with, Fry quickly undressed. After tossing his balled-up clothes to the side, he sat down on the edge of the pool and slowly lowered himself into the yellow goo. It felt exactly the same as the pink goo had; cool and thick, quickly giving him that unpleasant pins and needles feeling. He had to force himself to submerge his head.

 -

Fry was awoken by cold water being splashed onto his face. His eyes shot open to see who else but Bender hovering over him. “Hey Fry, I thought I told you not to almost drown this time.”

He didn’t remember falling asleep or unconscious and he certainly hadn’t intended to. “Sorry,” he said as he sat up.

Everyone had crowded around to loom over where he lay on the ground next to the pool. “How do you feel?” Farnsworth asked, adjusting his glasses. “Did it work? I can’t tell with all the yellow.”

“Uh…” Fry looked down at himself. … “It worked!” he said as he shot up to his feet. He was back to normal, how his body was supposed to be. His chest of flat, his proportions back to normal, and he had his dick back. Gosh, he never would’ve thought he’d feel so good while naked and surrounded by a bunch of people staring at him.

“Congrats on surviving another sex change,” Leela said.

“And on getting your dick back,” Amy added with an unhelpful thumbs up.

“Maybe next time think twice before deciding to play with a mysterious alien substance,” Hermes said.

Of course the Professor had something to say too. “Now we just got to wait a couple weeks and see if you randomly drop dead before declaring it tested and ready to sell.”

This was very quickly growing awkward with everyone standing around Fry and talking at him while he was butt naked and covered in experimental goo. “I’m going to go wash this stuff off now,” he said as he was already backing away. Also, now that his body was back to normal, there was something he wanted to do because he finally could again and the shower would be the prefect place to do it.

He’d learned an important and valuable lesson though: next time Bender dared him to play in an unknown substance, no matter how bored he was, he’d think about it a little harder before deciding to risk sticking his hand in. And to be more careful around alien goo in general.

[dazenightmare]

Sons of Evil

Hi, so, real quick I just wanted to say, hello! I’m Z, a nickname since this is not my main blog and I wanted to keep interests separated. In case you couldn’t tell, this is basically a blog for my most recent obsession, MCYT, and the last time I had an obsession last this long I was stuck on it for years, so that’s why I made this blog! On my main, I write fan fiction for aforementioned obsession, so I thought, “hey! Might as well do the same here, right?”

Anyways, this is based on the song Daughter of Evil, one part of a trilogy of songs as far as I’m aware. I recommend the cover by JubyPhonic, but you guys do you! Also, yes, I’m making fics for all three songs, so yay. So, uh, let’s get into it?

Also this may be awkward, at least for me, because I’ve never written stuff about real people. Double yay. And genderbending the lyrics is weird like wow.

T.W.: Major character death, beheading, envy/jealousy, mentions of death, death, blood, mentions of fire and war, crying, let me know if I need to add more!

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Once upon a time, in a land so far away

Was an evil kingdom that no person dared to face

Ruling with an iron fist and standing center stage

Was a noble prince only fourteen years of age

Prince George sat at the lone table in the middle of the room, somewhat picking at his food. The prince had dark brown hair, with round, thin wire glasses and a deep blue suit.

He huffed, hearing a similar sound from the boy sitting next to him.

There wasn’t anything that the prince couldn’t have

With a boy just like him serving as his right hand man

The prince’s advisor and youngest triplet sat next to him, looking equally disgusted with the food.

His name was Sapnap, and believe it or not, he looked nothing like Prince George despite the vast similarities in personality, with sun kissed skin and raven black hair needed to be constantly tied away from his gray eyes.

Stable full of horses and his favorite Josephine

He could buy the world no matter what the price may be

“Dreeeeaaam,” Prince George whined, watching a boy in a green cloak enter his line of sight.

This boy was the final triplet named Dream, with blonde hair, vivid green eyes and freckles, and a metal mask shoved up and sideways a bit so it hid one eye. He was the other two’s personal guard. Originally, that was going to be Sapnap’s position as the youngest but decided against when they realized how much better Dream was at combat.

“Yes, m’lord?”

George rolled his eyes at Dream’s insistence on using proper titles even though they were brothers.

“Can we please just skip to dessert?” He continued to whine, pushing the plate away. Sapnap made a noise of agreement beside him, face planting into the table, ignoring how it would’ve landed in his food if Dream hadn’t rushed forward to move it.

“But you two need to eat proper food,” Dream argued, though it was obvious he knew he was fighting a losing battle.

“Dreeeaaaaam,” Sapnap said this time, him and George only glancing at each other before turning the puppy eyes full blast at Dream.

Dream closed his eyes as he took in a deep breath, opening them and smiling as he exhaled.

“Of course. I’ll inform the kitchen staff right away.”

——

If there wasn’t money for the tyrant left to spend

He’d take it from his loyal subjects to no end

Dream and Sapnap stood across the room from a man, Prince George nowhere in sight. Dream had placed his mask over his face, not liking people besides his brothers to see his face, a hand on the hilt of his sword under the cloak. Sapnap stood with his arms crossed behind his back, looking almost bored with what was happening.

“I just wish to speak to his majesty face to face,” the man complained, hands on his hips.

“And his majesty wishes to rather not be in the presence of such a lowlife,” Sapnap shot back, rolling his eyes slightly. “That’s why I’m dealing with you instead. Can’t you just talk about what you came here for?”

“Not until I’m speaking with who’s in charge,” the man crossed his arms, as if he held any power.

Anyone opposing him was punished for their crime

All those who defy me are to die

“Guards,” Sapnap called, only flinching slightly when the man lunged at him, only for Dream to jump in front of him with his sword aimed at the man’s neck, which stopped him fairly quickly.

Dream held that position until the guards came in and dragged the man out of the room, most likely to the dungeon or guillotine. Even when they couldn’t hear the profanities being cursed, Dream still held himself wearily, as if expecting the man to somehow come back and hurt his younger brother.

“Calm down buddy,” Sapnap said, slinging an arm around Dream’s shoulders, watching the blonde sheathe the sword. He knew how Dream could get when people like that stopped by. “Let’s find Gogy, yeah?”

Dream nodded slowly, allowing Sapnap to move the mask to where it only covered his left eye before following.

Now, kneel before me peasants

——

Blooming ever-sweet, the evil flower reaps

Drowning in colors ‘til it’s all you can see

“What about this one?” George asked, pointing at a rose. He sat in the garden, listening to Sapnap explain the colors, Dream someplace nearby. George didn’t really care at the moment.

“That one’s a deep, deep red,” Sapnap started, sitting next to him on the ground. “Like blood. The tips fade into a blackish hue, as if it’s dying.”

“Sometimes I forget how smart and poetic you are,” the prince giggled sarcastically, only laughing more when Sapnap gasped in offense.

“I’m over here, telling you about these fabulous colors, and you’re mocking me? How dare you?”

Pitiful as ever, they were growing by his side

Just to pave the road ahead for him

Their destiny to die

——

Don’t forget this prince was just like any other boy

Falling for a prince in blue who lived across the world

Prince George stood at the side of the vast ballroom, watching one royal in particular chat. A tall prince in a blue suit. George was pretty sure the suit was actually purple, but he’d ask his brothers later.

Speaking of which, he could barely make out Sapnap on the other side of the crowd, flirting with girls in gorgeous yellow gowns. Dream however stood by George’s side, subtly looking between George and Sapnap, fidgeting.

He couldn’t be bothered with them though, instead interested in how the prince in blue perked up and talked more animatedly when a boy in a yellow (now that had to be green. It looked just like Dream’s cloak) walked over.

But it came to pass he was in love with someone else

A lord all in green who ruled a kingdom full of wealth

Envy enveloping, he started seeing green

The prince pursed his lips slightly, watching the pair talk across the room. He knew love when he saw it.

That wouldn’t do.

Summoning his minister, as not to make a scene

“Dream,” he said quietly, not looking away from the pair to know the masked boy was now facing him. Dream moved closer when George gestured, and George finally faced him to speak softly.

Speaking very low, he gave a terrible command

“Go seek out the kingdom green, destroy all of their land.”

——

Quickly burning houses right before their very eyes

No more crying out, they murdered everyone on sight

News of how the innocent were dying in the streets

“How’s the war coming along?” Sapnap asked one day, sprawled across a plush couch. George sat in an armchair close by, reading, but looked up at the question. Dream sat across the room at a desk, writing letters and looking over maps. Dream sighed quietly, rubbing his exposed eye.

“We’re winning so far, but they’re a stubborn bunch. Can’t see them surrendering anytime soon even if their lord is dead,” he sighed again, blinking the exhaustion out of his eyes. Dream looked up at Prince George, uncertainty in his eyes. “Are you sure I shouldn’t be out there fighting? I’m sure one of the generals out there could plan better strategies than me.”

“Of course not!” George said indignantly, Sapnap making a noise of agreement as he sat up. “No brother of mine is going to a filthy battlefield when he could stay here. I know you’re good at combat, but I am not risking your life, you hear me?”

“... yes. Of course. I don’t know what I was thinking,” Dream shook his head slightly, going back to writing.

Never swayed the prince in the least

The grandfather clock started ringing just as George was about to keep reading, and he clapped gently as he closed the book.

“Oh my, it’s teatime.”

——

Blooming ever-sweet, the evil flower reaps

Drowning in colors that will drive you crazy

Prince George sat in the garden, staring at the rose. It seemed different than when he last saw it.

Beautiful as ever and still growing every day

He reached forward, only to hiss when a thorn pierced his finger.

And yet far too many thorns

Keeping them all too far away

——

To overthrow the evil prince high above

Taking to the streets at last, they all had had enough

Leading from the front of such a violent mob, in red

Was a noble dame in armor, coming for his head

Angry from the many years of suffering in vain

Swallowing the kingdom’s people in a wild rage

Soldiers all too tired from a long and violent war

Didn’t have the energy to even hold a sword

Finally they made it to the palace at the end

Servants didn’t wait around and very quickly fled

Even such a prince, so adorable as he

Prince George stood on the balcony to his room, only adjusting his round glasses as he heard the door break open behind him.

No Dream or Sapnap in sight.

He felt his arms being grabbed, though he fought against his instincts and didn’t move, letting them drag him to the great dame who started the riot.

“Prince George,” the dame said, raising her sword to his neck, though George only raised an unimpressed eyebrow. “It’s time to pay for your sins.”

Captured by the people he should lead

“How dare you, barbarians!” He said sarcastically, ignoring the bruises growing on his arms.

——

Blooming ever-sweet, the evil flower reaps

Drowning in colors growing sad and weeping

The masked boy stood in the garden that was destroyed, feeling Sapnap’s gaze on his back as he knelt at the only flower still growing strong. He threw away caution as he picked it, ignoring Sapnap’s concern as the thorns dug into his hands.

Living in a paradise created by his mind

Aah, everything will crumble

A rose, still as beautiful as ever.

“It’s almost completely black,” Sapnap murmured behind him. The masked boy turned around, tilting his head towards the gates.

“C’mon. We don’t want to miss it.”

In this fleeting dream of lies

——

Once upon a time in a land so far away

Was an evil kingdom that no person dared to face

Ruling with an iron fist and standing center stage

Was a noble prince only fourteen years of age

George sat in the cell, staring at nothing as he leaned back against the wall.

Knowing his beheading is at three this very eve

Listen to the sound because the bell will toll for thee

Once a wealthy prince, now a prisoner to die

His attention was dragged away when something fell through the window. He stood up and walked over, picking up a rose. The rose was deep red at the base of the petals, matching the blood covering the thorns. The rest of the petals were nearly black. Very pretty.

He felt tears well up in his eyes, smiling brokenly as he held the rose close to his chest. He’d throw it back out the window once he had to go. Something for his brothers to remember him bye.

What could he be thinking in his jell cell tonight?

——

Walking to the gallows, hear the chiming of the end

Tis a better place they go than ever known ahead

Never laying eyes on the people in the crowd

George sat, waiting for the chiming that would signal his death, smiling slightly at something in the crowd. He whispered a joke.

Whispering aloud their final sound

“Oh my, it’s teatime.”

Then his world went dark.

——

Blooming ever-sweet, the evil flower reaps

Drowning in colors ‘til it’s all you can see

Two boys sat sobbing, huddled far away from the city, but they could still hear the noises of the crowd, the chiming, and the sound of the guillotine repeating over and over again in their heads. They held each other and the rose close, the rose now completely black.

They underestimated how awful it would be to watch their innocent brother die because of them.

History remembers, singing to this very day

How a son of such evil

After all;

Nobody in the crowd noticed that the prince had blonde hair instead of brown.

Lived in such a wicked way