I am... ALL the way here for Leo's short little dark turn. HELLO?
[All of 2012 Leo in his "foot clan" outfit. A black eye mask with scrap wear armour pieces on his limbs, extra straps, fish net like gloves and sleeves, black shoulder/knee pads and foot wraps]
[IDs from alt: 1. No visible irises, sword in both hands, ready to fight. Brothers behind him. 2. Action shot, striking a Footbot with his fist. 3. Sitting with his head in his hand, looking troubled. April standing behind him. 4. Crouched on his knees, looking furious, enemies behind him.
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LIKE HE JOINED A GOTH GIRL GANG??
[Features Karai, an armour wearing teen with red eye and lip makeup and short black hair with a bleached uncut. And Shinigami, Shini for short, a teen with a witchy hat and black corset and cape outfit. Long black hair with a widows peak, and bold purple make up]
[IDs from alt: 1. In a room with money and fine art. Leo and Karai stand to either side, Shini kneels and celebrates the riches. 2. Shini sits in foreground, chin in her hands, smiling. Karai in background, legs crossed on a throne. 3. Shini, hat on, holding up a large, handle-less crescent blade, hair over one eye. Red clad ninja on either side of her. 4. Karai standing, wearing her metal half mask. Shini crouched, brim of her hat covers her eyes. Battle ready and surrounded by their ninja mercenaries.
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less aesthetic but for the full picture sake
[IDs from alt: Full body Leo standing from the front, you can see more of the outfit at once. He's got one spikey pauldron, and one with bolts. Shin guards, one clearly from a can, other darker and less distinct. A seat belt acting as a shoulder strap. Plates of metal at his hips, and wraps and chains on the upper thighs. 2. Leo sitting from the back, he has is swords hanging from the hip, and his black mask tails reach down to his belt, worn and blue at the ends.
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^last bits like thematic huh... like the blue isnt all gone but was just kinda hidden from view. also he dip dyed his hair : }
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hiiii! i'm a trans boy and there's almost no content of kishibe (csm) with male characters, could you please write a nsfw one shot of kishibe and a ftm reader? xoxo
cw: ftm!reader, infidelity, overstim, creampie, hair pulling, he bites you like once, p in v, rough sex, fingering, age gap (50, mid 20’s), degrading kinda??, thats all i think?
wc: 1.2k
a/n: when i tell you i made like 3 rough drafts… i did end up writing a kishibe drabble so of you want me to post that i will! i’m happy with this one, i luv old men (∩˃o˂∩)♡… please enjoy my work.
nsfw under the cut~
You decided to end things with Kishibe months ago, your jobs clashing and him coming home late was another strain on your failing relationship. The work caused him to be distant, drinking out of that old flask whenever there was an argument. Finally, you both parted ways. Still doing his job at public safety and you moving forward in your much safer career compared to being a devil hunter.
Maybe it was wrong to think about him while your new boyfriend chased his high, fake moans of pleasure left your mouth as you pulled him close. Wrapping your arms around his neck to obscure his face from view, your mind on him… Thinking how he’d touch you in every place he knew you liked, his thick fingers causing pleasure to run through your body.. curling them perfectly to your g spot, rubbing your sensitive clit with expertise that made your legs shake with every climax he generously gave. Missing the feeling of running your hands down his built chest when you pressed your lips to his own, he’d always taste of cigarettes and whiskey.. you used to hate it, sticking your tongue out after every kiss, you’d do anything to taste him again. Completely lost in your thoughts until-
“Did you cum babe?” your boyfriend’s voice pulls you back to reality, pulling out of you and tossing the used condom away to the trash can near the bed. “Huh? Oh yea.. I did, you felt so good..” sending him a fake smile and kissing his cheek, lying straight through your teeth—it wouldn’t matter anyway, he’s always none the wiser. You make an excuse about going to take a smoke outside, watching the man in your bed drift off to sleep. He wasn’t a bad boyfriend, nice and respectful, a romantic when you first met him. Not soon after the sparks fizzled out, he’s kind..good to you.. but he wasn’t him. You should feel bad for slipping on a sweater and dialing his number, nibbling at your bottom lip n waiting for it to ring but all the guilt dissolves away after he picks up.
"What'ya think yer doing calling me this late?" Kishibes raspy voice calls out from the other line, you let out a sigh of relief at the sound of him. "Can.. Can I come over..?" asking him hesitantly you close the front door behind you, already heading over before his answer. "That new boyfriend isn't doin' it for you hm?" he's right like always, even for how condescending he is. "Just unlock your door when i'm there asshole." he grunts at your annoyed tone, agreeing to your demand.
You should feel guilty about your actions, coming over to your exes place and begging him to please you, touch you, like he always did. Eagerly pressing your lips to his, tasting that comforting mix of whiskey and cigarettes. Hands roaming on your hips, pushing you on the sheets n stripping you down. Purposely biting n leaving marks over your neck and you let him, letting him strip you bare for him to see. “No boxers? You’re real needy aren’t ya?” Kishibe chuckles dryly as he slips his first few fingers into your pussy, wetting them with your slick. Already starting at a rough pace that makes you writhe in pleasure underneath him, small gasps escaping your lips when another finger stretches you out further. “He doesn’t know your body like I do..” he muttered, fastening the pace of his fingers— “Does he make you feel like this darlin?”
Your hands cover over your mouth to hold in your whines, quickly shaking your head no, “h-hah~ not as—fuck good as you!” A crooked smile pulls at his lips, you’re so easy to please. He wouldn’t admit how much he adores you even after you ended it with him.
Pulling his out your wetness and licking your arousal from his fingers, unbuckling his leather belt and pushing his pants down enough for his girth to hit against his abdomen. Lacing himself up against your sex n coating his shaft with your wetness, the head getting caught on the hood of your clit, which made you shiver in desire. “Atta boy..” reassuring you at the burning stretch, grunting at the feeling of your walls squeezing him in. He brushes the hair out your face n finally bottoms out inside, completely wrapped around your slick warmth.
His pace is overwhelming, fucking into your sopping cunt relentlessly. The drag of his veiny cock along your walls earns squeals of his name, dizzying bliss bringing tears to your eyes. Turning your over to your stomach n shoving my your face in a pillow, your eyes rolling back as his hips rut against your ass. Drooling cunt leaving a thick white ring over the base of his shaft, gripping your hips hard enough to bruise the skin below it. He’s not one to ignore your pleasure when you’re being so good, so pliant for him, but he hasn’t felt you in months. Still so tight from your shitty boyfriend not pleasing you like he could, bringing his hand to roll your bundle of nerves with his rough fingertips, bringing you close to finishing before he pulls away. Utterly ruining your orgasm, he’d laugh if he wasn’t letting out breathy sighs of pleasure at your pussy.
Kishibe’s perfectly curved cock hit your cervix causing you to choke out a sob, clutching the sheets in your fists. The sensation deliciously overwhelming, moving away from his harsh thrusts for a breath of air. Even at his age his eyes are still sharp enough to see you moving away from him, scoffing n knitting his fingers in your hair to pull you back, his pelvis hitting against the soft flesh of your ass earning another loud groan from you. “Running away? Take it like yer s’posed to..” pulling your hair back to allow him better access to your neck, sinking his teeth into your unmarked skin. “Weren’t you just begging for me to fuck you?” he scoffs in amusement and smiles, pushing you back down to the pillows. Pressure builds up in your tummy, biting your lip harshly as you feel the knot of climax burst. “F-Fuck m’gonna c-cum! K-Kishibe~!” Your cunt tightening as your gummy walls spasm around him, moaning his name when you finally cum on his cock.
Your fluid dribbling down his balls and dampening his pubes, trying to catch your breath. Of course he doesn’t give you the grace of a break, starting his thrusts all over again chasing his own high. Biting your bottom lip in overstimulation, he becomes sloppy, the movement of his hips unmatched n messy—obvious that he’s about to finish. It of course doesn’t take long with you squeezing him so tightly, with a grunt he pushes in as deep as the head will reach, releasing his rich cum inside. Claiming you as his once again when he fills your greedy hole with seed, watching the thick substance ooze out while he pulls away. Scooping the excess that spills and pushing it back in, making sure it’ll stay, right where its supposed to be.
Maybe you should feel bad, nuzzling up to him in bed after he helped you clean up. Taking in his comforting scent when leaning your head on his chest, your hands trailing up and down his torso— not minding the hairs under your fingers. Kishibe wraps his arm around your waist pulling you closer, leaving a small kiss to your forehead. Blowing away the smoke from his cigarette, “Gonna tell yer boyfriend..?” he asks with a small smile, you sigh and look up at him humming to yourself. “In the morning..” yawning you shut your eyes and relax next to him, right where you belong.
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i was wandering if you can write bane x reader [ i'd ascent to god if its trans/ftm reader, it's ok if you can't or dont want to write it :) ] with a big size difference that's all! have a good day/night and take care of yourself <3
Bane x FTM reader
Headcanons
Still have no internet in my apartment, but luckily my sister is letting me visit her place to do assignments, so I can upload stuff from there.
This is based off of comic Bane more than anything, but i cant really find any gifs of that guy, so comic panel it is.
All in all, I don’t think it matters much to Bane that you are trans. It isn’t something he would see as a dealbreaker, or even care too much about. As long as you guys get along and both have feelings for one another.
Bane is extremely smart too, so if you can’t legally find ways to get treatment, then he would probably know at least 10 different ways to get the result you need.
If you want to build muscle, then Bane is also your guy. He knows as much as one can about the process of working the body and getting the result you want, so he would be able to help you get the look you want, even if you aren’t on any testosterone or hormone blockers.
If you want to work out then Bane could also help you out if you aren’t one for top surgery, as you can get a similar look through the right diet and workout routine. But if you want top surgery, you bet he’s taking care of you afterwards, since he would know a thing or two about medical procedures.
Bane being who he is probably also knows different ways to get you to the hormone level you want, but he would most likely avoid doing anything as drastic as his own mix up with chemicals and the likes, unless that’s what you are trying to go for as well. Would make sure you knew all the dangers first though, just in case.
If you want neither and don’t care much for hormone treatment, surgeries or even presenting masc, then it doesn’t pose any issues either, since Bane wouldn’t really care. Hes one of those “wear whatever you want, I can fight” kinda boyfriends. As long as you are happy and comfortable, then he is comfortable and happy.
He seems like a big scary dude, but Bane would be very respectful of you and how you present yourself. Gives very much “big scary dog privilege” when you guys go out, and you do go out sometimes, as I could imagine some of the bats would let you two go on dates, as long as Bane isn’t causing any trouble. You’ll have to live with being shadowed the entire time though.
The huge size difference also strengthens the whole scary shadow thing, so even if people wanna be transphobic too you, they sure as hell don’t dare to do so, since Bane is towering over literally everyone there with muscles that could kill.
Sharing clothes with Bane would also be entertaining, since hes so much bigger than you. Even just his tank tops would hang off you and slide right off you. You would have to tie it with something or tuck it into your pants with a belt, and even then, it would still look super baggy.
You don’t get the chance to borrow his mask, since he needs it himself. But I could see him finding it kinda sweet if you worked the pattern or colors into your own style. It also helps to tell anybody who wants to hurt you that you hand in hand with Bane. So, crossing you is crossing Bane, even when he’s locked away in Arkham.
The extreme size difference also means you can climb him like a tree, like hanging onto his back like a backpack, or hanging around his neck with your arms without your feet being able to touch the ground if he stands up straight.
You being Banes lover also probably becomes some of the “in the know” knowledge around Gotham. The bigger fish know not to mess with you since Bane would be breathing down their necks if they as much as thought about it.
But being Bane’s partner also means you’d know how to protect yourself and even kill if need be. Being much smaller than him and also being trans puts you at risk, so your lover would want you to know how to take care of anybody that tries to harm you when he’s not around. So, you end up knowing how to use a lot of different weapons and fighting styles one way or another.
But in the end, Bane is a respectful guy whose too damn smart to let you being trans get in the way of a relationship. Your big size difference is also cute in his eyes, since he can easily pick you up or just wrap you in his arms. It’s pretty damn great.
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I wasn't sure if I wanted to make this post, but it feels nowadays like no matter what I say, people will find something wrong with it. I can't say anything about transmasculinity without someone with 'TERFs dni' in their bio foaming at the mouth about it.
Cause it ain't just the radfems & the TERFs, half of the damn queer community is like this as well.
And my main point here is that I fucking despise being a transmasc writer. People fucking despise transmasc creators in general!
I remember watching a cishet 'feminist' reviewing a book by a transman, & acting like he was just a stupid little girl who didn't understand feminism, cause he wrote a book about how men are mistreated, & he wrote it as a transman! & I'm sorry that not all of us can be as damn articulate as your feminism priestesses of the 1900s, but even if we were you'd still find a fucking fault in it!
Cause I love writing stories were a girl becomes a warrior & finds out he's actually a man, & he's better this way than he ever was before, & I was once that little girl who was signed up for martial arts classes & got so much euphoria from beating up all the little boys, but I was already a little boy at that time, I just didn't know it!
Oh, but that's not feminist. It ain't 'female empowerment'. Seeing Mulan as trans in your headcanon isn't feminism, & writing about little girls becoming strong men is misogynist, even if that little girl was never a little girl to begin with!
And I'm just so fucking tired, y'all. One type of 'feminist' hates me for being trans, & the other for being a man, & no matter what I do I just get harassed over & over.
& I'll probably bring this curse over to this blog now. Until now, people have been sending harassment to my dead main blog. Well, they won't be able to do that soon. It'll be this blog, or my kinda dead RP blog.
& when I say I'm terrified, I mean it. Cause I was a terrified little girl growing up, bullied for being autistic & weird & queer & faggy & masculine. & now I'm terrified once again, cause I keep being harassed for being autistic, weird, queer, faggy, masculine, & for refusing to shut up about it. & I want this blog to stay a safe place.
But this is my writing blog. I am a writer. I write stories where little girls become strong men, & I wish someone would call that 'trans empowerment'. & what's empowering in staying hidden?
This is my writing blog, & I deserve to speak up against the bullshit I have to face as a transman & a writer. & the truth is: people fucking despise transmasc writers.
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