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I was thinking about this, so here’s:

DAMN Crew When you Get Out of Top Surgery

Gavin smiles so fucking big, squeezes your hand, and tears up a little when you excitedly tell him they’re gone. He doesn’t understand fully, but he does know what it feels like to not be in a body that feels right, as well as how it feels to finally be in a body that does. He’s so happy for you, and the excitement, joy, and relief he feels from you make his heart feel so full.

Lasko won’t stop talking. He’s rattling off tips and tricks he figured out after his own top surgery, ways to minimize pain, things to avoid, that kind of thing. He knows exactly what it’s like to finally have them gone, so he knows how happy you are. He’s already planning a party and trying to figure out how to get the local bakery to write “congrats on the titty eviction” on a cake.

Damien is trying to make sure you stay in bed. He knows you’re excited, and he’s thrilled for you, but the doctor said to stay put, god damn it. If you keep trying to run around like you didn’t just have major surgery, you’re going to hurt yourself. Yes, he knows they’re gone. He doesn’t need to see, he’ll be able to see the scars once it’s healed. Please do not take off the bandages. Lay still—

Gavin had to physically stop Huxley from giving you a massive bear hug. Hux forgot in that moment that he had to be careful, he was just so excited for his bro! He’s glad Gav stopped him, though, because he hugs tight when he’s super pumped. And besides, there’ll be hugs aplenty once you’re all healed up! He offers to help out any time you try reaching for something and reminds you to take it easy while you’re healing.

Caelum doesn’t fully understand, but he knows it made you happy! If it makes you happy, then it makes him happy, too! Your chest is still gonna be just as comfy to lay his head on once you feel better. He’s just glad that you’re smiling so much. He seems like the kind of person who, if you asked him “How do I look?” he’d reply with “You look like you, silly!” without quite realizing how happy that makes you feel. Endlessly supportive in his sweet Caelum way!

[koi-nonymous]

@inversed-inkblot

why aren't u on testosterone answer quick

im stuck in the maze

[bluedandylyon]

Rewatch Rambles (tm)

Season 1

PRINCESS PROM PRINCESS PROM WE'RE GOING TO PRINCESS PROM

(pt 1. Listen, u don't understand. I wrote SEVEN pages of notes while watching this episode dude)

The way this show deals with propaganda, I stg. Phrases like this make Scorpia's defection hit so much harder. The way the Horde just fed complete lies to this really sweet and kind person to destroy her self-esteem and prevent her from looking deeper into the colonization of her home that took place.

The destruction of the Scorpioni people's culture and home is horrible. Scorpia desperately holds on to the propaganda that her family just "handed over" the land to Hordak to deal with the cognitive dissonance of being part of the Horde. It breaks my heart every time.

RAH just the way that Catra has internalized Adora’s abandonment and compartmentalized that She-ra and Adora are two different people to cope with her abandonment bc she is so angry at Adora but she loves her and the only way those two can co-exist is if she turns She-ra into a different person than Adora and dump all of the anger she feels towards She-ra. 

And also this phrase

Is so sad because it just goes to show that Catra fully believes Adora asked her to come with her as an afterthought after meeting Bow and Glimmer and thinking they’re better friends bc they “fit in”.

She thinks Adora is embarrassed of their past connection and again, it stems from the “you are kind of disrespectful”, at least the sentiment behind that statement. To Catra, Adora sees her as inferior and a person who is so disobedient and socially weird, that that’s why she gets mistreated and doesn’t get what she wants, cuz she doesn’t “fit in”. 

The way I fucking LOVE extremely neurodivergent Adora planning for the ball, I love her so much. It feels like that thing I do where I practice what I’m going to say to a person and like possible conversation topics before a hang-out but cranked to 300. 

The way Adora is so freaking uncomfortable throughout the makeover sequence bc she only feels safe in her clothes. It’s so transmasc coded,  being forced into dresses and feeling like it’s ur only choice and like,,, disappointing ur female friends when you’re not into makeup and dresses and nails AURGH. I know Adora is comfy with dresses later, in the future vision, but I just relate to her discomfort on very femme presenting clothes in the early szns a lot. 

This transition from Adora’s room to the FZ using Catra putting on her jacket is so GOOD.

Also holy shit she's so hot, suit Catra HELP ME. Listen they don't call me the Masc Catra CEO for nothing, I will go FERAL over her during all of these rambles. U signed up for this.

I gotta admit that Catra did go thru gay panic looking at Scorpia in that dress.

I mean, same. Scorpia is fucking ripped and she WORKS that dress.

Also maybe I’m reading too much into it but this transition of Scorpia walking to grab Catra’s hand into Adora ready for the ball could symbolize that Catra is only thinking of how jealous Adora is going to be? Like she’s grabbing Scorpia’s hand but she’s really thinking about Adora and how she’s going to get a rise out of her. 

This frame just symbolizes Adora’s coping mechanism since she left the Horde so well. She’s just leaned completely into She-Ra and feels completely dependent on her bc she will just break down with so many emotions if she takes like a single second to process all that’s happened to her.

Huh, you know what? I'm pretty sure this is the first episode in the series so far where Adora doesn't turn into She-Ra throughout the whole run.

I love Entrapta just being so completely sure of herself here and loving her own company, I would be talking about “the social experiment” with her for hours lol.

This really shows how much of a show Catra is putting on. She looks around for Adora and then grabs Scorpia's pincer. Her #1 goal tonight is make Adora jealous. Kidnap her friends for her master plan is a close second.

This whole transition is peak, when she notices Catra entering the ball right after saying that is RAH. It's a good wake-up call, that at the end of the day she did leave Catra behind, even if she tried to get her to come with. Idk, I just like that she is made aware of the loose ends in her past. That even though she is starting to fit in with the alliance and crafting a new identity for herself, she shouldn't forget where she comes from and the relationships she left behind.

Especially because this is the first ep that highlights Catra and Glimmer’s parallel struggles with fitting in and dealing with their abandonment issues. They actually deal with it very similarly, trying to get a rise out of the person they love by showing "they’re so much better off without them".

Bow doesn’t really rise to the bait bc he’s much more emotionally mature and secure, but Adora totally falls for it bc,,,, she doesn’t really know how to deal with most emotions. 

This is Glimmer’s first time really seeing Catradora interacting and I love her confused ass face like “why is Adora being really intense with this specific horde soldier rn” also Catra’s mlep is 10/10

The way Adora IMMEDIATELY falls for Catra’s bait. like, it’s actually kind of embarrassing for her how fast she folds shkdjshsaj there is NOTHING in that party except for Catra as soon as she arrives.

Also the special Adora smirk, love to see it.

literally SO unnecessarily sensual. She did NOT have to caress the pole like that. Girlie is working overtime.

I am also obsessed with thinking that Catra made the lil paper ahead of time and even put in a little doodle. My blorbo doesn’t mess around, she clocks IN to her shift as #1 ex situationship menace.

Also arghhh as a person with abandonment issues, I feel this fucking episode so hard with Glimmer. I know Bow is frustrated and annoyed, which is so fair but it’s also kinda mean how he doesn’t take a second to validate her feelings of fear of him moving on from their friendship.

Like Glimmer's feelings are valid as hell. When you are used to having a best friend u do everything with, that dynamic changing without any warning is scary! Especially if you struggle with feelings of inferiority.

I just LOVE the parallels between glimbow and catradora in this ep. And I like how glimbow’s way of communicating is slightly better but it’s still unhealthy and invalidating vs Catradora’s,,,,, not communicating at all

Bow straight up ate with this line tho.

I'm gonna save the dance for pt 2 bc I have 5 pictures left on this post and y'all know there's gonna be a LOT of dance screencaps.

[rewritingcanon]

yuri scorbus headcanons (long overdue)

scorpius would be a GORGEOUS GORGEOUS GORGEOUS girl trust

also she’s taller than most of the hogwarts boys and she’s a chronic headband wearer

it is SO easy to imagine albus as a girl like too easy like i imagine girl albus and shes literally three girls i know irl

girl albus is swimming in her hogwarts standard cloak like damn let her come up for air 💔

also girl albus never wears chapstick or any makeup and has no skincare whatsoever. her lips stay chapped her skin stays oily and unprotected from the sun unless scorpius makes her wear her stuff (rizz tactic- i get to wear my bsf’s lipstick on MY lips heh 😼)

scorpius waking up at the crack of dawn to start skincare because when she has a routine not even the apocalypse is stopping her. albus waking up 10 minutes before she has to leave to throw some clothes on, brush teeth and skull coffee only

scorpius giving albus her clothes too because “thats what friends do” babe no ur like her bf now

albus queen of comphet sorry to say. she would have boyfriends and hate them ALL and complain to scorpius about them

scorpius also def has comphet have you ever heard of an overly sheltered girl who doesnt? probs expecting a every man to be her potential prince for a very long time before she realised shes a lady kisser

every girl’s love language is their cycle syncing up so do i even need to say it

albus is having a code red (har har) crash out ripping her hair out crying over a sad puppy photo and everything wrong that has ever happened in her life and scorpius is buried in her pantry binge eating everything with a heat pack taped to her lower belly and pimple patches that have a 50/50 success rate on standby

albus probably came out in the goofiest way forcing scorpius to listen to a bunch of lesbian artists and their songs and wait for her to get it (all scorpius knows is that adrienne lecker has a very pretty voice)

albus experimented a lot with her identity and thought she was a masc lesbian for a while. she wishes 💔

albus is The adam sandler lesbian

scorpius covering albus head to toe in HER perfume before albus goes anywhere with anyone else like she’s primally scenting her

theres that wlw stereotype of moving too fast— moving in together after three months of dating, adopting pets at the one year mark, married by 20 etc etc. i dont think this is just a yuri scorbus activity i think this is just normal scorbus activity

the first time scorpius saw albus kiss some guy she probably threw up in her mouth a bit. and the first time scorpius saw albus kiss a girl that wasnt her she probably had to excuse herself and go talk to herself in a mirror like bateman. dont ask me how i just know fem!scorpius is crazy possessive in a way thats very quiet

albus obsessed with scorpius’ dainty hands but tries to cover it up (“oh yeah im just thinking ur nails are really nice yeah like my sister would love to do your nails yeah”)

they would be so insanely touchy and no one would bat an eye. scorpius starts giving albus cheek kisses and she’ll be saying the most deranged disgusting flirtiest comments in public that has albus in shambles bc do you like me or not???? what the HELL is this behaviour??? meanwhile scorpius is thinking “its so great to have a platonic soulmate 🥰”

now im really thinking about scorpius probably tortured albus by accident. saying shit like “i would name my future daughter after you” and “when we’re old and married we should have kids around the same time so they can be best friends and maybe they can fall in love and we can be proper family fr” and “i would want you to be the godmother to my future kid/i want you to be my maid of honour at my future wedding/i want us to be neighbours when we settle down with our future families eventually and get our forever homes” like ACTUAL torture and all albus can manage is a pained “yeah for sure.” all this talk about getting married and scorpius never once thinks about or mentions whoever her future husband is, she’s only thinking about ways to tie herself to albus irreversibly in a way thats socially acceptable

[onyxmilk]

yooo! could u do Wallace wells x masc reader (he/him) headcanons where Wallace walks up to him at a party and they start talking and the readers nerdy and awkwardness charms Wallace and he absolutely falls head over heels? Thank you!! :D

notes; shout out to Wallace for not stealing my bf (yet) also just realized you wanted HEADCANONS not A FANFICTION!!! tw; Reader uses He/Him pronouns!, implied sex, wc; 1.2k

Another weekend, another party that Wallace managed to find himself invited to. Not like he complained that much, he quite enjoyed socializing and finding a weekend boyfriend before going on to the next fellow the following weekend. He just hadn't expected to find someone he didn't quite want to get rid of, someone who would probably slip through his fingers fast if he didn't act in time. 

[YourName] was friends with a friend who was also friends with those friends who invited him as a plus one. He didn't get out much which is why when the idea of a plus one came to mind of [YourName]'s friend, they immediately tricked him into joining. At first the poor man had thought they were going to a movie store, then they turned into a neighborhood and [YourName] realized he had been tricked.

Like a dog who was tricked into the vet, [YourName] deflated in the back seat. "I don't want to!" he groaned, "You'll like it! Don't worry, man, you'll enjoy it." [YourName]'s friend mentioned. Before the two knew it, they parked and [YourName] was being dragged into the house with loud music, alcoholic drinks, and food. 

After [YourName]'s friend showed him where the bathroom was, [YourName] went to ask a question but his friend was gone. With a sigh, [YourName] shuffled into different rooms before finding the kitchen. This is where he typically hung out since no one came in here unless they needed to refill their solo cup or wanted to dig for food. [YourName] poured himself a drink before sitting on the counter and looking down at his feet.

"You seem lonely." A voice spoke, making the man jump in his space "And jumpy." the voice chuckled. [YourName] looked to his left and smiled when he saw someone. "Just a little, I'm out of my comfort zone." [YourName] says, looking into his cup before sipping it. "Out of your comfort zone? How about we make it comfortable?" The mystery man questioned, "We don't even know each other's names." [YourName] chuckled. 

The stranger just smiled "I'm Wallace, you're...?" Wallace says "I'm [YourName]." [YourName] replies. Then silence struck between them, "You know, hiding in the kitchen the entire time wont exactly get you out of your comfort zone." Wallace advised, [YourName] scoffed "I don't even want to be here," he chuckled making Wallace smile. Wallace sucked at his teeth before sighing "Well, I guess I'll keep you company." he sighed. 

"You hardly know me." [YourName] reminds, "Let's change that." Wallace smirked. [YourName]'s face felt hot when he said that and he looked away just in case his cheeks reflected the way he felt. That reaction made Wallace feel proud of himself, either it be because Wallace had eyes on his next victim or some other reason. 

[YourName] sighed before finishing his drink though and hopping off the counter to refill it and find something to snack on, "Well, I'm in college to become a game designer." [YourName] mentioned as he dug through the cabinet. Wallace nods his head respectively "Nice, nice," he replied showing he was listening to [YourName] speak. 

It only took a few more sips of his drink, but [YourName] had relaxed and the edge was finally off. Wallace was starting to go crazy though, the kitchen becoming such a boring scenery. "We should change rooms." Wallace suggested, with hesitation- but wanting to keep conversation with him, [YourName] nodded his head. 

So they headed to another room that wasn't too crowded. They took their seats and [YourName] gasped, going into a quick ramble about coding. The entire time Wallace listened, like.. actually listened to the rambling. Typically he just found his weekend buddy and would act like he's listening but [YourName] had charmed him in some way or another. 

After a bit, Wallace had taken the lead of the conversation about some book he read the back of once. But then silence dawned on them once more and it was becoming more obvious that [YourName] was growing uncomfortable with the noise around them- but Wallace refused to revisit the kitchen and let [YourName] sulk in there for the rest of the night. So, with a smile, Wallace took [YourName]'s hand and led him up the steps into some unsuspecting bedroom. 

[YourName] felt his face get hot once more, but was unsure if his face was actually blushing or not. "Just relax," Wallace suggested as he patted the bed as he passed by it to admire some decoration in the room. It was hard to relax when he had some dude might be totally hitting on him now and then. 

Sometimes, [YourName] would open his mouth to speak but nothing would come out and even though he hoped Wallace hadn't noticed- he did. And Wallace found it adorable. Eventually he spun around and [YourName] straightened up and smiled awkwardly toward Wallace, without hesitation, Wallace made his way over and put his hands on his thighs and leaned close to his face.

"You're quite the looker, [YourName]" Wallace said softly, "Re...Really now?" [YourName] asked making Wallace chuckle before leaning in more brushing his lips over [YourName]'s. Before [YourName] could say anything along the lines of 'is this okay?', Wallace had leaned in fully. Now, neither one of them knew if it was the alcohol they had consumed- but there most definitely were sparks. 

[YourName] had melted into the kiss, it was a little weird at first since he hadn't kissed anyone in quite sometime so their teeth did clash now and then. [YourName] wrapped his arms around Wallace's neck before he had leaned back against the bed. Before anything could get too heated there was a knock on the door and another man had entered "This isn't the upstairs bathroom." the stranger said groaning "Scott what the fuck, man?" Wallace asks. 

"It's like you just know when shit happens!" Wallace complained, Scott shrugged. "You know each other?" [YourName] asked, tilting his head slightly, his arms still draped over Wallace's shoulders. "He's my homeless roommate." Wallace grumbled, his hands delicately sitting on [YourName]'s waist. Without questioning anything, [YourName] nodded his head, acting like he understood what 'homeless roommate' meant. "Just get out, Scott!" Wallace yelled. 

Scott threw his hands up in defense before exiting the room, shutting the door behind him. The moment was ultimately ruined, so the two men fixed each other up. Wallace sat next to [YourName] before going to suggest something. "We could head back to.. my place, you know, before Scott gets there." Wallace said, with a little thinking [YourName] smiled and nodded. 

After a walk, the two made it to Wallace's place and things picked up from where they left off. It was nice and sparks absolutely flew with each kiss, touch, and feeling. It was a nice night, even more so when Scott hadn't come home after the party- he must have found someone else to bother in that case. 

While [YourName] rested beside Wallace, he laid on his side and gently admired his partner. Maybe, for once, Wallace didn't want to move on from [YourName]. Sure, he didn't exactly believe in sparks, but he will not deny there was something in the air tonight and he was in.. deep regard for [YourName]. To summarize it, he felt the sparks, just refused to acknowledge it. 

Wallace gently leaned over and pressed a kiss to [YourName]'s forehead, making the man cuddle deeper into the pillow. Wallace smiled before heading to get some sleep himself.

[therealmylesmorales]

“Fall in Line”

Notes: still majorly depressed but I wrote this in 5 minutes

WC: 400 some

Warnings: Mel wordlessly putting a bitch in her place low-key, masc(maybe kind of black coded) Reader, minors leave me alone

Mel was trying her best to listen to Jayce but it wasn’t working out.

At first, he did have her attention then she went to make sure you were still around her like you usually were. But then she noticed something a bit out of the ordinary; a girl from a sorority looking a bit too long at you for her liking.

Mel then watched as the girl’s eyes repeatedly flickered to you then back to her small group of friends. It seemed like they were trying to hype her up to walk over to you.

You were completely oblivious to the new set of eyes in front of you. You were a part of a drinking game, Vi standing next to you as your partner.

Normally Mel wouldn’t let a pair of wandering eyes bother her but she wasn’t thinking clearly due to the few drinks she took.

Mel silently handed her red cup out for Jayce to hold before she walked up to you. You were so enamored with the game in front of you that Mel’s presence went unnoticed at first.

“Y/N, baby,” she called out over the slightly loud music.

You immediately turned to her, a large smile appearing on your face. “Hey, princess. You okay?”

Mel didn’t answer you, only cupping your face when she was close enough to press her lips against yours. Despite how shocked you were, you didn’t hesitate to reciprocate.

One thing about Mel was that she didn’t like to show a lot of PDA; her arm tangled with yours, a kiss to the back of her hand or, if you were lucky, she would sit on your lap were one of the few displays she didn’t mind showing. So the intensity of the kiss, the way her lips were sensually moving against your own was very unlike her.

But you definitely weren’t complaining.

Meanwhile, Mel had a different agenda.

Mel had her eyes locked with the girl that was staring you down, smiling to herself when she saw the look on her face. The hand that was scratching the back of your neck moved to wave at her in a teasing “hi” motion, her gold jewelry glittering from the lights.

When Mel finally pulled away she was glad to see that dazed look in your eye whenever she did kiss you.

“Just wanted to check on you,” she whispered in your ear, now seeing that the girl was no longer to be found. Mel wiped away the small amount of lipgloss that she transferred to you. “Go back to your game.”

“Okay,” you said breathlessly.

Jayce handed the cup back to Mel, shaking his head at her. “Mel—“

“I was just kissing my girlfriend, Jayce,” she interrupted. “But, back to you and Viktor..”

[enbyfrogwrites]

T4T Ghost x NB!Reader

Anyways long time no see- anyways this is gonna be like nasteh smut. Also,, reader is going to be fat- NOT CHUBBY- and mix coded…since i’m in fact fat (NOT CHUBBY) and mixed. I’m also AFAB, so…reader is going to be afab...If this ain’t your cup of tea then please scroll <3. For those who click the read more, please enjoy <33

Also I’m going to write all the tags up here, if I forget any lmk <3 (This is my first time writing for cod-) also all grammar/spelling mistakes is mine- not really proof read

Tags: smut, oral (both receiving), terms for simon’s parts are dick/cock and hole, terms for reader’s parts are pussy/cunt, clit etc etc. Ghost is nasty as hell, nothing is too nasty for this boy, dirty talk, degradation, hair pulling, established relationship, daddy kink (only a little), good sweetheart is used instead 'good boy' or 'good girl'

MDNI; ageless blogs or anything under 18 is blocked

Word count: ~3.6k (LONG BOI)

Really, it was embarrassing. You were at the bar waiting for your boyfriend when a guy approached you to chat you up. You’re not the type to ‘be mean’ so you entertained the man. Entertain isn’t really the term for what you were doing, you were just sitting there while he talked a mile a minute about himself. You were polite and smiled, nodded when the guy took a fucking break to Breathe. But really you weren’t listening in the slightest. You were just sitting at the bar waiting for Simon, he told you to ‘dress pretty’ for him. And you did. You love dressing up for him. Sometimes he’d even pick the outfits. You really dressed more androgynous than anything, but sometimes you dress more femme or sometimes more masc. It was just what you felt like.

“‘Im botherin’ you, birdie?” A thick raspy voice whispered hotly in your ear. Simon. You turn to face your boyfriend, and immediately your eyes wandered his huge form. Simon was wearing his favorite leather jacket, the one you got him that you hand embroidered a skull with flowers pouring out of its mouth. (It was the same flowers he got you or your first date together). He was wearing a loose dark gray muscle tank, a sinfully shredded dark washed tight-as-fuck denim pants, his beat up black steel-toe boots, and his dog tags. Well not his dog tags per-say. It was Your tags you made for him as a gag gift- the ones you get from the tag machine in the grocery store for cheap? On the tags it read ‘Property of…’ followed by your initials.

“Ay, we was talking- me and ‘er!” The man now noticed that you weren’t paying attention to him in the slightest. Simon stared at your face as it scrunched in annoyance when the man called you ‘her’.

“Well obviously, they aren’t interested are they?” Simon turned his attention to the inebriated man before you two. “And I think, you should leave ‘em alone, hmm?” You flicked your gaze between the drunk man and your boyfriend. You watched as Simon’s eyes shined in the low light of the bar- they promised something dangerous and screamed that he was irritated. And you also looked back at the drunk man, you noticed that he also caught onto Simon’s cutting glare. The drunk man tsk’d at you two before sliding off the bar top and stumbling his way pointedly away from you.

“Si,” You sighed, your eyes fixating at the man’s hairy pecs spilling from the sides of the muscle tank. “I could’ve handled that, y’know.”

Simon watched the drunk man basically distanced himself from you two by the entire establishment. When he could not longer see the drunk, he turned his attention back to you. He gave only a small hum in response before scooting your bar stool a little to the side so he can slide his massive frame next to you properly. He slid his thick arm around your fat waist, and pulled your body closer. Simon stared at you for a second, his lips curling into a tiny smile before he turned his attention towards the bartender that walked up. He ordered a shot of whiskey after the bartender greeted you, and he ordered whatever you were sipping on before he got here.

-

“C’mon, birdie,” Simon cooed. His hand trying to pull you after him. You follow your boyfriend with no hesitation. You’d follow him anywhere if it meant you were with him. You always mean that when you’re sober but you most definitely mean it when you’re slightly buzzed. Simon continued forward until there was a door. He let go of your smaller but chubby hand, and turned towards you slightly holding his hand up. Simon mouthed ‘wait here’ before shoving his way into the door. You wait for a second before realizing there was a ‘male’ sign right next to the door. Simon brought you to the male’s bathroom. He popped out a moment or two after your little epiphany, his scarred face cracking into a mischievous smirk right before you.

“Why you got that smile on your face? That glint in your eye?” You murmur. Your brows furrowing in suspicion as Simon’s massive hand wrapped around your thick arm, and pulled gently. You cautiously followed Simon into the restroom, he let you walk past him before he made sure to close and lock the door.

“Si?” You murmur, a question not asked but most definitely in the air by how you say his name.

“You know how sexy you look? How I had to hold myself back from taking you home, immediately?” Simon began to crowd you. You walk backwards until you hit a small wall, stopping you in your tracks. “I want to eat you whole.” Simon leaned forward, his face passing yours but stopping by your ear so he can nibble on your earlobe. His hands skirt past your chest and press onto your apron belly. His fingers splayed out as Simon’s meaty paw slid to the rolls of your waist. His other hand pressed into the old chipped tiled wall, caging you in.

He pulled back, his teeth catching on his lower lip as he scanned your body. He looked like a lion ready to pounce on its prey. You gulp as the hand on your waist slid up your body and cupped your round face. His thick thumb coming to stroke your plump lower lip.

“Y’ear me, love?” The question snapped you out of your head.

“W-what?” You mumble, face heating until the man’s dark eyes. You lick your lips subconsciously as you watch your boyfriend shove two of his fingers into his own mouth. You watch him pull the digits out, thickly covered in his saliva. Simon huffed a small laugh at you before shoving his spit coated fingers into your mouth harshly.

“Said, you like to entertain any man that talk t’ya?” The corner of his mouth quirked into a smirk, the scar on his upper lip becoming more pronounced at the action. You tried to answer, to tell him no, because he’s the only one you ever want to entertain. But Simon’s thick fingers pressed harshly onto your tongue, making you gag pitifully.

“Thought I said to dress pretty f’me? Not to whore yourself to anyone that shows ya attention.” Simon pressed his fingers a bit further down your tongue, giving you a heated stare as you gag again. “Not giving you ‘nough attention? Wanna be a preening slut?”

Your chubby hands grip your boyfriend’s thick forearm, your fingers digging in the muscle there as Simon thrusted his two fingers back in forth in your mouth, basically fucking it. You couldn’t help it, your eyes rolled back as Simon spat into your gargling mouth.

The hand that was supporting him on the wall slid down your shoulder to your chest. You decided to not wear a binder or a bra- your chest was more or less in the padding of the dress’ bust area. The bust of the dress was sturdy so you weren’t worried a stranger would see anything, but it was useless agains your boyfriend’s merciless fingers. Simon’s pointer finger and thumb circled found your nipple, and pinched- hard. The pinch made you whine loudly around the fingers in your mouth, the spit pooling in your cheeks spilling down your chin.

“C’mon then, on your knees. Since y’want to be a whore so fuckin’ bad.” Simon pulled away, backing so he was almost right next to the bathroom door. You stumbled after him dutifully. Your feet tripping over each other just to be good. You sink to your knees in front of your boyfriend, your body pooling at his feet waiting to be ordered to do something.

Simon stared at you, his eyelids drooping in insatiable hunger. There you were. Your dark babydoll styled dress fanning your beautiful plush body. The straps of your dress tied only tight enough to not slip off your thick shoulders, but not tight enough to dig into your brown skin. Your legs were covered with sheer black tights, over them were large fishnets, and your feet were in a pair of platform mary janes. The color the skirt of your dress was a deep brown, darker than your skin but similar in saturated warmth. Laid over your skirt was a black reflective mesh, that under certain lights does it show greens, golds, and partially maroon. And the top of the dress was black- in the middle of the bust was ruched, but the rest of it was plain. The straps were made of the same brown that made the skirt, without the reflective mesh.

You wore the dress Simon bought specifically for you. And you made his heart stop in adoration. Really, he wanted to make you a necklace of hickeys right when he saw you- scream that you were his and nobody else’s.

The palms of your hands gliding over the tops of his thighs made Simon come back to the present. His eyes focusing on your face- your two toned lips parting just a little as your warm honeyed eyes made contact with Simon’s near black ones. He gave a rumbly chuckle at the needy look on your face.

“You wanna make it up t’me, Birdie?” Simon rasped out, his tongue feeling dry at the sight of you. You nodded obediently- he would call it more eagerly than obedient, to be honest. Simon slid his thick palms over the front of his jeans, swiftly hooking his thumbs at the top to unbutton the damned things. He yanked his jeans down only halfway on his thigh.

“Look, lovie.” Simon gave a toothy smirk. He pulled his boxers tight against his dick, showing the big wet patch on his boxers. “Look at how wet you made my hole.”

Your mouth falls open, your eyes zeroed in on the wet patch and how his dick was stiff enough to pitch a small tent in his boxers. A needy moan escaped before you even registered you were making any noise. You scoot even closer, and rose so your face was level to your boyfriend’s dick. You can smell his wet musk- fuck. You leaned your head forward, your nose and lips nuzzling into Simon’s hardened dick.

In turn Simon gave a shuddering moan. His hips lifting from the tiled wall to meet your face. Your lips open partly, only enough so you can wrap them around Simon’s dick. You suck on the small length through his underwear, not caring enough to pull down the briefs. Some part of your brain itched at the idea of soaking his underwear- one way or another, telling everyone ‘I did that.’

Simon’s meaty paws tangled themselves into your thick coily hair- gripping your curls at base of your scalp as he thrusted up towards your face. Your chubby hands find purchase on some of the distressed holes in your boyfriend’s jeans. You curl your fingers in the holes to ground yourself- fuck it, if it needs go get replaced you’ll get him a new pair.

“Ah, fuck-“ Simon grunted out, his dark thick brows furrowing as he ground his hips up into your face. He rode your face for a moment or two before gripping your curly hair tightly and yanking you off of him.

You whine pitifully at the loss, your tongue darting out to lick at the juices coating your lips already.

“Thought you wanted to make it up t’me, mm?” Simon murmured, his voice turned gravelly. His left hand gripping your hair a bit better- tighter. His right hand untangled from your curls to stroke your round face.

Your head was barely able to tilt towards his calloused palm, but you relished at the warmth radiating from it. Your eyes slipped closed as your boyfriend’s thumb stroked your cheek. You only hummed a small ‘mhm’ in response before Simon’s thumb hooked itself into your slightly parted lips. The thick digit roughly caressing the inside of your cheek before it settled at the front of your tongue. Just behind your teeth.

“Suck my cock proper, ‘less y’wanna entertain the drunk from earlier?” Simon’s tone began to ooze with condescension- his lips pursing into a small pout. “Thas whatcha want? Suck on some whiskey dick- even though he can’t make ya feel good?”

Simon moved his thumb out of your mouth, trailing a fat line of drool down your chin as he gripped your jaw. You felt your brows furrow at the thought.

"No," You sniffled. Simon stretched the corner of your mouth with his thumb. "Only you, daddy."

Simon's eyes widened. His mouth falling open in surprised. This was a new one. But it didn't help that when you said it, his hole got even more wetter. Fuck. His teeth caught his bottom lip as he it took all of him to just not consume you entirely.

"Daddy, eh?" Simon huffed a low chuckle. "Wanna suck on daddy's cock? Make daddy cum on ya pretty lil' face?" His dark eyes watched as you nod frantically- eagerness to please radiating off of you.

He cursed lowly before releasing your face, Simon kept his left hand tangled in your curly hair but hastily hooked his drool coated thumb into the waistband of his boxers. He could give zero fucks if it was nasty or not, he was turned on way beyond what he thought he was going to be in a pub bathroom.

Simon didn't even pull his boxers that far down. He pulled it down enough that it bunched up on top of the ever tight denim jeans. He then guided your face close to his dick, thick hands gripping your head firmly but gently. You didn't really need any prompting. You were so fucking thirsty- not for food but for your boyfriend.

"C'mon, birdie. Show daddy you're a good lil slut." Simon goaded, his voice dropping into a low and raspy hum. To which you whine, your face already leaning forward to plant itself into your boyfriend's now dripping hole and perked dick.

Your lips circled Simon's dick, your tongue stroking the nub as you sucked on the small length. You slurped up any juices in between sucks as you went down on him. Simon gripped at your hair close to your scalp, fingers pulling pleasantly on your locks. His right hand rested on the crown of your head, fingertips stroking your scalp gently in encouragement as he shoved your head even closer to his groin.

"You're such a good whore," Simon groaned, his hips bucking on their own into your face. And you took it like a champ, pushing your head against his pelvis to get his length somehow even further in your mouth. At this point you letting out little moans and whimpers as Simon used you as he saw fit. Nothing more but a whore. The whole idea of being used like this is making you soaked, you already can feel your tights sticking to your thighs nastily.

Simon began to feel his gut tighten. It was a shame, but you really couldn't blame the poor man though. He was worked up at how fucking delicious you looked tonight. For him. And damn if that didn't make him so fucking hungry. You wearing what he bought and picked out for you- it was his secret way of letting everyone know that you were his and only his. Nobody could do a damn thing about it.

Simon slid his right boot in between your thighs, prying your legs apart and placed the toe of his boot right underneath your pussy. You were doing so good, and he had to reward you. The sight of you on your knees for him was literally going to kill him, he swore it.

"Here-" Simon cut off as you hollowed your cheeks on his small length, your brown eyes watching him as his hips stuttered at the suction. "Use my boot, baby. You've been such a good sweetheart f'me. Get yourself off on my boot."

You moan hotly against Simon's length. Your legs spreading enough so you were able to sit on your boyfriend's steel-toed boot. You press your clothed pussy on the toe, and ground down. It took you a moment, but you found a good rhythm. You began to moan hotly against Simon's length, your tongue swiping as you go down. Trying to get anymore of his wet juice on your tongue.

Simon watched your eyes roll to the back of your head, sucking him off and getting yourself off making you look delectable. The sight was ruining him, and he was was so close to hurtling off the cliff of no return.

So close. But he heard a familiar voice approaching the bathroom door. Something along the lines of 'order another round, gotta take a piss'. It was the drunk man from earlier. A wicked idea popped into his head, and it caused him to groan. Loud.

Your eyes fly open to look at your boyfriend. You make eye contact with Simon, and you watch a mischievous glint form in his eyes. He is never this loud in anywhere other than your private flat- though Simon pressed your head towards his groin when you began to slow down in confusion, signalling to continue as you were beforehand. You do as you were told and even doubled your efforts. You wanted Simon to ruin your face and possibly your dress. You wanted him to make a right fucking mess of you.

"Ah fuck, baby. You doin' so good f'me." Simon groaned out, a bit louder than he usually was. But the praise made you melt. You ground harshly against his boot in response.

"Such a good slut, huh? Bet that wanker from earlier couldn't make you cum, yea?" Simon bit his lip, he was right there. And you digging your pudgy fingertips into the front of his thighs, and it was sending him even further to the edge.

You began to unconsciously make these whining moans. Muffled because you were buried deep in your boyfriend's slit, but they were getting more and more frequent. Simon pulling harshly at your hair and he actually began tipping his foot up to meet your thrusts was making you so fucking desperate. You ground your hips even faster on Simon's boot, you just wanted to cum. His praise was making your head foggy and making the coil in your belly tight.

Simon cursed at the sight before him. You looked back up at him and your eyes were wet and shiny with tears. Honestly you looked so pitiful, and it made him finally lose it. Your boyfriend shoved your face firmly onto his dick.

"Fuckin' take it- take it." Simon grunted, honestly not caring to entertain the drunk man that was most likely on the other side of the locked bathroom door. He ground his hips into your face. You open your mouth and made your wide and firm. You let him ride your tongue as he gushed on your face. You felt your eyes rolling to the back of your skull at the taste.

The coil in your tummy snapped. Your hips gave one maybe two thrusts before stilling on Simon's boot. Since your mouth was open to let him ride your tongue, all of your groans escaped unfiltered. They echoed the empty bathroom along with Simon's low grunts as he came down from his high. Your hips twitched a bit as Simon moved his foot back, unconsciously trying to follow the now soaking wet shoe. The two of you stay in place a couple moments, both of you trying to catch your breaths for a second.

Simon looked at you, his hands were already untangled from your curls- but he already caused your hair to become unfortunately frizzy beyond repair. He gave a sheepish smile when you looked up at him. He held our his hand to help you up, which you gratefully accepted. Simon made sure you were steady on your feet before pulling up his boxers and jeans. His fingers deftly buttoned his pants in record time even though Simon's hands were shaky from the orgasm you yanked from him.

"Let's getcha clean up," Simon murmured, his hands coming to soothe any wrinkles in your dress and pat any dust off the fabric. He gently clasped your hand and pulled you to the sink. Simon yanked a couple of paper towels from the dispenser before wetting them to wash your face. He took the we paper and briskly but softly, wiped your face. Simon made sure that he thoroughly cleaned off your face before taking your hand and led you to the bathroom door.

You soaked his boot, and honestly the leather is squeaking partially on the tiled floor because of it. But Simon reveled in it. You came on his shoe, like a good little slut. And he was pretty sure the drunk man from earlier knew it too. Since he was mostly definitely outside the bathroom door. Simon threw the paper towels away in the trashcan before reaching and unlocking the door. He yanked it open, and as expected the drunkard was there. And like the disgusting man he was, he fell forward because of fucking course he was leaning to listen to the two of you.

"Sorry 'bout tha mate," Simon smirked, perfectly avoiding the man on the floor. "Didn't meant to keep ya waitin'. " He gripped your hand tighter, and pulled you along with him.

(Ahhhh A/N: wanted to add like a whole other two scenes to this but this thang is LONG. so uh, if you want more? also. again my grammar and spelling?? all my fault. I honestly don't care to be like. super proper about this. so apologies. <3)

[genderqueerdykes]

hi,

i've identified as femme for a while but i've known i was nonbinary for even longer. recently i've been dressing more masc and i'm honestly feeling so much more comfortable? at the same time i don't really think i'm a butch because i do love feminine things and being pretty, it just feels somewhat performative to me. can i be masc and a femme? idk anymore 😭

hello!

you and i are opposites, but this is actually great, because i feel like you came to the right person to ask about this LOL. i had a dilemma with this earlier this year, because i was realizing that i prefer to express and dress femme when and where possible even though i've identified as a butch for years. it made me question if i was actually a femme. some other people expressed the same questions so it caused me to seriously look at myself and my expression for a while

femme and butch are identities that apply to more than just one's physical appearance. they are identities that can also apply to one's personality traits, gender identity, sexuality, and other parts of one's identity and self expression. the femme and/or the butch is in the person, is what i say. a femme can dress however they want to, there is no dress code for being a femme. there is no dress code for being a butch. if a butch wants to wear dresses and makeup, let them. if a femme wants to dress in masculine clothing, let them.

you don't have to perform for anyone. you are allowed to define what being a femme means for you. you don't have to listen to anyone but yourself, it's your identity. i hope that helps somewhat! feel free to ask any more questions you may have :)

[evenmyhivemindisempty]

Which of the Boyds would be best friends? Which ones would hate each other?

Steve Murphy

Who he likes best: Quinn! They’re both annoying in similar ways, and although they’re generally sticklers for the rules, they both get the importance of going off-script sometimes. Quinn also doesn’t require any small talk from his companions, or expect Steve to be anything other than what he is.

Who he can’t stand: He finds the Corinthian appalling both because of all the murders, but also for making him question his sexuality! Beyond that, the Corinthian also just tends to lay on the charm in a way Steve finds off-putting and fake.

Donald Pierce

Who he likes best: You know, I think it’s actually Steve? Pierce genuinely thinks Steve’s kind of cool, what with the chasing down drug lords and the working with black ops militia groups and stuff. He’d love to take Steve out for drinks and listen to his stories. Steve also presents fairly masc, but not in an especially threatening way. He’s a specific kind of dad-coded that doesn’t *quite* match up with Pierce’s darkest kinks, but it is enough to make Pierce hungry for his approval. Pierce also wants to make him hotter. He begs Steve to let him buy him a new wardrobe. And stop shaving his damn hairline! They can figure this out together!

Who he can’t stand: He finds Quinn an utter pain in the ass to work with. Quinn’s competent, but he doesn’t like taking orders he disagrees with, which definitely results in the two butting heads and getting into a few heated altercations. Quinn’s tendency to bluntly speak his mind is also absolutely gonna result in Pierce getting his feelings hurt sooner rather than later.

Cap Hatfield

Who he likes best: He likes Ty! He appreciates how family oriented Ty is, and he likes that he’s more capable of living off the land than a lot of the Boyd characters.

Who he can’t stand: Cap recognizes a predator when he sees one, and he instantly distrusts the Corinthian. None of the Corinthian’s methods of charming his prey are effective on Cap at all.

Clement Mansell

Who he likes best: Haha, Clement thinks the Corinthian is super cool! He loves his style, he thinks he’s a blast to hang out with, and he likes how agreeable the Corinthian is. Sure, the Corinthian is down for a concert! Yeah, he wants to try out that new steakhouse too! He’s so ready to hit up a dance club after!

Who he can’t stand: He genuinely cannot be around Danny. Clement delusionally thinks of himself as a struggling musician who’s only doing crime to pay the bills until he makes it; meanwhile, Danny’s a rich kid who grew up eating caviar and lobster, who’s got no logical reason for doing any of this crap. He doesn’t know the struggle at all! Plus, he’s got a daddy that loves him, and he’s still a brat! Clement would do anything for that kind of fatherly love!

The Corinthian

Who he likes best: Oh, he adores Pierce. He’s such a delicious mess of insecurities and trauma he’s staunchly avoided confronting for decades! And he was so damn pretty when he was younger. Exactly the Corinthian’s type!

Who he can’t stand: He thinks Quinn is deeply unfun. At least Steve has some tasty breakdowns and self-worth issues to exploit! Quinn is too sure of himself to be interesting, and he’s also not exciting in the ways the Corinthian likes.

Eli Klaber

Who he likes best: He likes Cap best, mostly because Cap’s fun to go to the shooting range with, and also because if Cap sees him in a pretty dress he’ll instantly think of him as a woman, without Klaber having to say anything at all.

Who he can’t stand: As far as he’s concerned, Steve is a tedious control freak with the blandest and most boring outfits known to mankind. Sure, Klaber dresses similarly when he’s out and about, but Steve seems to genuinely think those ugly suits look good! Horrifying.

Danny Maguire

Who he likes best: Haha, he likes Clement best! He kind of looks up to Clement in a weird way, and thinks his schemes are next-level impressive. He kind of digs his outfit choices too, and he really vibes with some of his music tastes. He’d love to do karaoke with Clement! He can bring the weed and the coke! Once Clement responds to his texts, they’ll make this happen!

Who he can’t stand: Yeah, definitely Steve. He’s DEA – that’s kind of Danny’s natural enemy. Beyond that, Danny also just thinks Steve is a giant buzzkill and an unpleasant workaholic/alcoholic.

Ty Shaw

Who he likes best: Haha he honestly likes Steve! He thinks his crime-fighting stories are super cool, and he’s an excellent guy to go duck hunting with!

Who he can’t stand: Danny’s probably the guy he most dislikes on the spot, but if he gets to know the Corinthian better, it’s definitely gonna be him. He thinks he’s stylish and erudite at first, but when he eventually clocks him as a threat to his friends and family, he’s gonna want him as far away as possible!

Quinn McKenna

Who he likes best: Cap. He’s just an easy guy to kick back with, and maybe go on some nice camping trips with. There’s not many people in Quinn’s life that are down for roughing it in the way he prefers, but Cap is totally fine sans electronics, making fires, and navigating by map and compass!

Who he can’t stand: Clement is an unpredictable criminal and liar, and his out-of-tune singing gives Quinn the worst headaches!

[soggyyycereal]

ii3 ramble don’t look if you don’t want spoilers

k thanks- ANYWAYS

Taps mic… inhale….

BOT!!! Bot… bot omfmngdnbf the trans allegory arc of the CENTURY BOTT AAHGGGG

Okay well.. I mean it’s not exactly an ALLEGORY when they are literally CANONICALLY nonbinary…

JUST. Just listen. Listen to me. Okay. I know it’s practically basic knowledge that their ENTIRE arc is trans coded bUT LISTEN IF I WANNA TALK ABOUT IT, THEN I’M GONNA TALK ABOUT IT OKAY…? Okay… listen…

THE GLITCHING??? The glitching… the glitching whenever someone mentions “chairs” or anything related to BOW’S, NOT BOT’S, BUT BOOWW’S PAST? Yeah. Dysphoria. DYSPHORIA!! GENDER DYSPHORIA!!! HOW?? I’ll tell you how- the feeling that’s something wrong, not knowing what feels wrong but it still feels wrong? Dysphoria without knowing it’s dysphoria… m’kay? Walk with me

We’re gonna pretend that Bow is pre-transition Bot,, right? Cuz that’s what it basically is, their ENTIRE arc is basically becoming who you are,,, A TRANSGENDERISM!!! So obviously when they’re gonna be perceived as Bow (or in this case,, birth gender), they’re gonna feel uncomfortable. But they don’t know WHY they’re uncomfortable… they’re Bow, why would they feel uncomfortable about something related to Bow if they’ve always BEEN Bow, right? Because of GENDER TRANSNESS

Anyways- moving onto when they ACTUALLY begin to realize they’re not Bow (egg cracking), this is when things began going FULL THROTTLE FOR ME. (Episodes 8-14)

Episode 8, when they finally realize that they, are in fact, not Bow…

THIS… oh my god this… being raised with typical gender norms but then finally realizing those norms don’t align with you…

OOGGHHH MY GODDDD BOOOTTTTT HHHNNGNVHDHCHSHHFHSFHDJFHF AAHAHGGG BANGS TABLLEEE

But wait… there’s more…

Episode 9… Where they begin to transition…

THE REACTIONS. ARE SO UNBELIEVABLY REAL. OH MY GOD… I only ever see the typical “yay supportive” or the “get out of my house NOW” unsupportive…

But never the overly over the top supportive… but alas… we have Goo

DON’T GET ME WRONG. GOO IS AWESOME FOR SUPPORTING HIS FRIEND WITH THEIR JOURNEY IM ALL HERE FOR IT…

But it does get to a point where that support can be a bit uncomfortable and overwhelming

Even with Test Tube at the beginning of the episode,,, with the whole chocolate cake thing… it’s a time of change and I get why she might be wary of accidentally stepping into uneasy territory, becoming hyper aware of how they’re eating chocolate cake and how BOW liked chocolate cake and doesn’t wanna make assumptions because Bot isn’t Bow

I think this could be seen as someone transitioning but still enjoying some parts relating to the gender they no longer align with… like masc people still enjoying makeup and fem people still enjoying dressing more tomboyish, yk?

Overall I think this episode can be summed down to almost everyone becoming SUPER DUPER aware of Bot’s transition, like, to the point that’s what all they see anymore. Not Bot as a person, but rather as JUST an identity (note to self I wanna talk about this later in ep 14)

I really like how it’s worded here, “you just wanted a slice of cake, and I went and gave you the whole bakery” I DON’T KNOW HOW TO WORD IT BUT LIKE.. GOD!!! ITS SO GOOD I LOVE METAPHORS

Episode 10 doesn’t really include anything other than more of the process of them transitioning,,, choosing a new voice and allat

BUT OH MY GOD PROUD MAMA TEST TUBE IM IN TEARSSS

Same with episode 11,,, nothing too much happens in relating to Bot and their transition

HOWEVER TWELVE. OH MY GOD EPISODE TWELVE

I personally relate to this one… cuz this one handles particularly fearing transitioning…

Exhibit A… They’re obviously projecting into Floory (The Floor? Idk what bros name is specifically…) here…

BUT!!! My man goes in to say that no matter how you look like or how you present yourself,, you’re still you no matter what

LIKE… okay… for me personally, when I found out I was trans I was PETRIFIED. The whole idea of becoming someone new and being perceived as someone new TERRIFIED me… Only as I got older and got further into my own transition I realized it wasn’t that bad, it was the best thing I’ve ever decided for myself!!! So having that experience here, that fear represented here means a SHITTT TON to me… Again, like with the Goo situation I don’t really know how to word it properly but it works SSOOO well… it’s unbelievable /pos

As for episode 13,, again (unfortunately) there’s nothing much I can comment on,,, other than the butterfly symbolism which was introduced in the last episode

LIKE CMONNN

OH!! And thinking more clearly/improvement of mental health that often comes with transitioning too!1!!!!

anyways episode 14… aha.. EPISODE FOURTEEN OH MY GODDDDDD /POS

AGAIN. Again.. the subtle fear of transitioning,,, that I myself have personally felt with, is shown in this episode as well…

I SHOULD MENTION THAT TRANSITIONING ISN’T ALL DOOM AND GLOOM.. Despite the struggles I mention,, it is genuinely such a life saver

ANYWAYS!! In this episode Bot struggles with the idea of coming out to their creators (parents), Test Tube and Fan… Nervous for them to see all of the numerous changes they have made to their person

THIS LINE… This line got to me- like- genuinely 😭

AGAIN.. PERSONALLY RELATABLE FOR ME… I don’t know how to describe it… again 💔… But I feel like that it’s a very real thing that a lot of trans kids go through, which is slowly experimenting and trying things out with your friends… whether it be a new name or new pronouns, usually people would test them out first with their friends, which is exactly what Bot did (even if they didn’t have a choice since both Fan AND Test Tube got eliminated 😭)… They tried out their new green butterfly appearance with Nickel and Balloon… their voice… Practically EVERYTHING minus their height manipulation that Test Tube gave to them

Like said in the screen shot I provided, they know that their parents aren’t going to be mad… but they hope that it wouldn’t make them sad. Having been raised with a specific vision in mind, which in Bot’s case, being built to be a replica of Bow, but then turning out nothing like her. This could be easily translated to being raised with a specific gender norm and being raised with the expectation of continually aligning with the gender you’re assigned at birth with. But then finding out you’re not. The idea of telling the people who’ve had that expectation is scary. The idea of disappointing someone with the fact that you aren’t who they expect you to be is TERRIFYING even though you know they aren’t going to be mad

which is why I SCREAMED when they got eliminated at the end of the episode

BUT OH MY GODDDDD IM GONNA SOBBB

It’s such a simple interaction BUT GOD I’VE NEVER CRIED AT AN ELIMINATION BEFORE THIS POINT IN THE SERIES… Less is more… and it DELIVERED.

It’s such a small want.. such a small need… to be accepted wholeheartedly and the thought of anything except that is so terrifying when coming out to parents… But watching Test Tube walk up to them, hug them, and saying that simple like while smiling… “it’s you” is everything and MORE.

OH!! UHM!! ADDING FROM MY POINT FROM EARLIER… Back when I mentioned about the characters seeing Bot as just as their identity rather than their full person? Here, in this episode, I bring you Cabby..

Mind you,, for a lot of the series I disliked Cabby (earlier part of the season)… BUT!! I WILL ADMIT THAT SHE HAS HER MOMENTS!! THIS IS ONE OF THEM!!

Up to this point, no one has really asked Bot what they enjoy. Not even Test Tube (again not like she could since she was eliminated- NO DISS TOWARDS ANYONE I SWEAR). During transitions, people can get very easily hung up in the process. Or so I’ve noticed with my own personal story… First year I was out as non-cis I was gifted pride stuff for Christmas 😭

ANYWAYS- my point is, it’s easy to get wrapped up in the chaos of becoming who you truly are that sometimes people forget to see you as YOU and not just as your identity, yk? So when Cabby asks Bot what they likes to do, they’re EXCITED

Anyways lgbtq community mentioned here as well

COUGHING ANYWAYS YEAH!!! This has been bubbling in my brain for a FAT while and I can’t exactly ramble to anyone about it (yet… my friend is almost done ii and oohhohohohoohh boy they are IN FOR IT/SILLY)

idk if anyone will actually read this,, but I had fun writing it all out!!!

[ririya-translates]

JJ Lyrics Part 1: Jack & Jeanne of Quartz

I've been asked by a few people about an English version of the opening theme since Ion doesn't give lyrics for it in-game. I do not trust myself to have the lyrical ability to translate it well rhythmically, but I've been thinking that perhaps if I put out a gist of the meaning then perhaps someone more musically inclined can work off of that to turn it into something usable. At the very least, I hope it's helpful to give a bit more context. I'll include the original lyrics as well for those who want to compare side by side. For all of these (assuming I get to more) I'll be using the full song version lyrics from the vocal collection. Translation notes are in brackets. Sorry the spacing is weird because Tumblr's formatting is honestly kinda garbage and won't let me change much.

Can listen along to the full version song on Youtube here. I also got the full character colour-coded lyrics here. Note: The lyrics in this game are quite dense with nuances and references so if there's any I seem to have missed, please do let me know! Please consider these simply rough drafts to get the gist of the full lyrics as I just did this in one sitting. Normally I check over things a few times before posting, but I kinda did this on a whim. Things like pronouns and prepositions are very much context-dependent here so a fair bit can be changed depending on interpretation. If there are clear mistakes, please let me know and I'll edit it.

Kai: こころにひそむ無色の願い

Suzu: かたちに出来ずうつむく

Colourless wishes hidden deep within one’s heart/

Unable to take form, looking downwards

(The word for colourless is often used in reference to Quartz particularly since they are the inexperienced class who have yet to develop their unique “colours” yet)

Kisa/Mitsuki: いつか見ていた夢のつづき

Neji: どこまで行けるか？

Kisa/Sou: たしかめようその器を

Fumi: からだ賭けて

Keeping alive that dream you once saw/

How far can you go for it?/

Let’s give it a shot with this vessel/

Risking our bodies on it

(Since it’s a group number I’m just assuming bodies here to be plural)

LIs: この胸で躍る

Kisa: 眼差しがとらえる

LIs: 可能性のリズム

Kisa: クォーツのペンデュラム

LIs: 踊れよジャック

Kisa: 映すポテンシャル

All: まだ行ける？

This dancing in our chests/

Capturing a glimpse/

The rhythm of possibility/

Pendulum of Quartz/

Dance, Jacks!/

Reflective potential/

Can you keep going?

(In these alternating LI/Kisa sections, assume that they are singing both sets of lines simultaneously, but whoever is listed first in the section is the more prominent one)

Kisa: さあ乙女たちも

LIs: 僕らを導く

Kisa: いま立ち上がる

LIs: クリスタルのパス

Kisa: 歌えよジャンヌ

LIs: 歩む未踏の地

All: まだ行ける？

And to all you girls too/

Guide us (masc)/

Stand up right now/

Path of crystal/

Sing, Jeannes!/ Walk the untread land/

Can you keep going?

(Not entirely sure about the meaning of パス here since it can be read as ‘path’ or ‘pass’ and it isn’t fully clear)

Fumi/Kai: からだに巣食ううつろな渇き

Kai/Neji: 満たせるものは

Neji: 自分だけ

This gnawing emptiness lodged in your body/

Can be filled by/

Only you yourself

Kisa/Sou: きみと見ていた淡い夢は

Neji: あえかに咲く花

Kisa/Suzu: うつくしいもの守れるなら

Fumi/Mitsuki: こころ捧ぐ

This faded dream I saw with you/

Fleeting flowers in bloom/

If it can protect these things of beauty/

We’ll devote our hearts to it

(The kanji for ‘fade’ here matches the kanji used in the song Faded Color, but the kanji for flower is different from the stage flower/vessel usage)

LIs: この願いだけが

Kisa: チャコールナイトグレー

LIs: くらやみ照らす

Kisa: クォーツのライトで

LIs: しるべのランプ

Kisa: 未来さえ照らして

All: まだ行ける

With this wish alone/

Charcoal grey/

Illuminating the darkness/

Through the light of Quartz/

The guidepost lamp/

Light us even into the future/

We can keep going

(Guidepost しるべ is similar although not exactly the same as 道しるべ used in the title of the moon novel)

Kisa: ただ終われない

LIs: はるかなビジョンは

Kisa: そう、想うだけじゃ

LIs: ロマンの見取り図

Kisa: 一度きりの幕

LIs: 二度は描けない

All: まだ行ける

It cannot simply end/

A far away vision/

Yes, this can’t be just an idea/

Outline for a tale/

Just once behind that curtain/

Never to be written twice/

We can keep going

Kisa: ときに迷おうとも

さきが見えずとも

Sou: 残した足跡　

Kisa/Neji/Sou: 信じて

Suzu: 遠回りしても

Kisa: ただ

Suzu: 足がもつれても

Kisa: 歩き続ける

Kisa/Mistuki: ことを

Even if you’re sometimes lost/

When you can’t see the way ahead/

The footprints left behind/

Trust in them/

Even if you go in circles/

Can only/

Even if you trip over your feet/

Keep walking forward/

This is the thing

(ことを at the end of the sentence is rather hard to translate into English since it’s so context-dependent so by all means feel free to find a better iteration of that last line)

Kai: ただただ重ねて　

Kisa: 人はみな育つ

Neji: まだまだ行けるさ

Mistuki: けして手放すな

Kisa: 今にも

Fumi: 原石が

Kisa: 光り

Suzu/Sou: かがやく

Just keeps building, building up/

All people grow up/

We keep going, going/

Never letting go/

On the verge of/

This rough gem’s/

Light/

Shining

(Tried to keep some of the word duplication but it can definitely be done better. The word for rough/unpolished gem/ore is akin to ‘diamond in the rough’ in English and is again used a lot in reference to Quartz being inexperienced but with great potential value)

(This part repeats the first LI/Kisa sections)

LIs: この胸で躍る

Kisa: 眼差しがとらえる

LIs: 可能性のリズム

Kisa: クォーツのペンデュラム

LIs: 踊れよジャック

Kisa: 映すポテンシャル

All: まだ行ける？

This dancing in our chests/

Capturing a glimpse/

The rhythm of possibility/

Pendulum of Quartz/

Dance, Jacks!/

Reflective potential/

Can you keep going?

Kisa: さあ乙女たちも

LIs: 僕らを導く

Kisa: いま立ち上がる

LIs: クリスタルのパス

Kisa: 歌えよジャンヌ

LIs: 歩む未踏の地

All: さあ行こう！ Oh

And to all you girls too/

Guide us (masc)/

Stand up right now/

Path of crystal/

Sing, Jeannes!/ Walk the untread land/

Well, let’s go! Oh!

—

Overall thoughts: I’m sure people can draw their own interpretations from this but you can see it’s a song about dreams and the hard-fought battles in pursuing said dreams with lots of Quartz-related phrasing. Quite interesting as well how Kisa is sometimes mixed in with various LI characters and sometimes singing in contrast to them.

I would recommend for those who haven’t read it to also check out the first chapter of the moon novel (translation here) as it emphasizes Kisa grappling between her dreams and her reality. 

Also I would like to plug this cover version by Saki Hazuki singing this song with both male and female parts which feels very Jack Jeanne.

[moonsglare]

Hey, sorry for ranting to you but I am currently at my wit's end and I saw that you didn't enjoy ShaRahu so here's me ranting. So sharahu is currently trending on X/twitter rn and gods the level of mischaracterization is off the charts because why do they keep on making "Oh, Rahu may look like a top but she whimpers and is always collared", like are they reinforcing the shipping shenanigans that is prevalent on hetero ships? "Oh, that man (who is significantly taller than the female) isn't the top lmao. He's a puppy for the fl, always obeys her commands, the sub in the rs, fl rides him and he whimpers when she calls him a good boy." Like tell me that Sharahu isn't just a reinforcement of the existing gender roles in fandom shipping.

Size Difference = check

FL is cold but reveals a soft side to ml = check

ML always listens to what FL says or does = check

Sexual roles are flipped so FL is dom and ML is sub = check

ML is stoic, angry, and aggressive to others but is soft to FL = check

FL is femme and cat coded = check

ML is masculine looking and dog coded = check

Sharahu is just hetero but Yuri. Not bashing the others for shipping it, it just makes me mad that Path to Nowhere is getting famous just because of ShaRahu and they just keep on mischaracterizing them. It's like the green yuri manga, where the 'guy' was just a girl who is masc looking and the fl is the femme in the rs. Like if PtN is getting famous, then show the lore. Show Zoya and her drive to make Syndicate a better place, only to be used as an instrument to destroy Syndicate by the Underground and as evidence by the East Side that Syndicate and its citizens are just inferior, useless, and a source of Mania. Heck, even the Chief is more interesting than sharahu. Chief is an amnesiac who is suddenly thrusted into this role by the higher-ups, not knowing that Paradeisos just extracted everything they could from the Chief, but obviously they couldn't take everything . Pre-amnesiac Chief was revealed to be a prisoner, a prisoner to their creator and Paradeisos, someone who is with the expedition from more than 100 years ago, someone who isn't 100% human and is evidently connected with Mania and the Perishing Star, someone who is akin to a cornered animal trying its best to protect itself only to be used as an experimented subject. I don't wanna elaborate since you already play the game hahahahha

I just wish that Path to Nowhere is getting famous not because of ships, but because of its lore and characters. If the game's ships are getting famous, then just explore the characters, stop mischaracterizing them just so they could reflect the current shipping tropes. And I know that people have a huge problem to self-insert MC's but I wish that they stop removing Chief from the narrative. Heck, I view Chief as their own character since they are so fleshed out. sorry for ranting hehehe

honestly ur so right anon. i won't go into detail about my feelings to sharahu because i've already mentioned them in previous asks and i personally truly dislike constantly shitting on something so i'll leave it at that, but yeah. it is a bit saddening to see aisno's incredibly fleshed out characters somewhat reduced to ship tropes, and more so when the trope completely goes against their character lmao i'm happy that aisno are getting their flowers for being pretty outstanding devs/writers, but i guess this is just one of the pitfalls of having a large fanbase :/

[m0n0z-brainbuddiez-f0r-y0u]

points !

give me a masc gendered nonhuman freaky loser ,

something like a mix between emo & nerd

uhh .. cringy kiddo tier !! :D ,

— 🐾🌈 from @fagcvnt-bah ,

haii ;w; i decided t0 make a alien guy c0s i th0ught it was creative! i h0pe you liek em!!!

name(s): ciaràn, bernie,

nickname(s): berns, bern, loser, dweeb

pronouns: it/its, that/thats, hx/hxm, xe/xem, ze/zem, star/stars, ae/aem, ey/em

gender(s): xenoboy, universpacic, galaxybodiment, stariverus, loserboygender, patheticboyloser

sexuality: translesboy, finsexual, pansexual, grayromantic

age: indefiniage, adult-coded, mxltiage, blurage

species: starseed/alien

role(s): impulse holder, anxiety holder

sign off: 👓☄️

transids: transcaneuser, transadderallmedicine, blindfluid, transclairovoyant, translesboy, transdiscordmod, trans4channer, transglasses, transstreamer, transtelekinesis, permahorny, permablush, permasweating, xenoblack, xenomixed, xenoblasian, xenoasian, xenochinese, nonhumanracial, xenoracial, iteralbino, iterincel, dihentaiaddict, disexaddict, dipornaddict

cisids: nonhuman, starseed/alien, blue hair, dyed hair (white), dark blue skin, star freckles, nonhuman ears, dreads, curly hair, black blood, yellow irises, star pupils, black pupil, white pupil, genitalfluid, fangs, piercings, autistic, ADHD, GAD, stutter, lisp, hypersexual, tics, selective mutism, awkward, shy, submissive, easily flustered/turned on, clumsy, affectionate, oblivious, perverted, nerdy, special interests (criminology, dinosaurs), emo (listens to emo music)

paras: astrophilia, noctephilia, masochism, angaliaphilia, odaxelagnia, prosvoliphilia, omorashi, podophilia, autogynephilia, sapphilia, misophilia

faceclaim:

[tirfpikachu]

cw: me holding women accountable for sexism/gncphobia.

let's be real gyns... at some point, it does become weirdo behavior when tumblrinas who don't face male-specific gncphobia foam at the mouth to excessively call any flamboyant or unmasculine man the f slur or a twink or something related to being gay or trans bc a dude can never be too gnc or it must be a gay thing or a trans thing.

listen, i make jokes like that too. i prob sometimes still will. but i'm being self-aware and noticing my own sexism. i'm still working through my own internalized gncphobia, it's a life-long journey. i was taught growing up that anyone gnc and male is either creepy, gay, or a sex thing. and sometimes the jokes we make do get a good chuckle out of me! but i think we do have to be like... okay at this point are we making the gender roles boxes tighter? are we actually helping at all normalize gender nonconformity in society? do we truly uplift ALL gnc people or do we just do the woke equivalent of calling them girly f*gs for daring to not be hugh jackman level masc 24/7? do we truly see them as men, or lesser men? and if he wears a croptop or a skirt or shows emotions immediately he's "gay coded" or slutty? as if gnc men and transfems don't get chasers all the time for just existing. it's turning anyone gnc into a fetish category and honestly it feels Weird.

idk, if i was a gnc het man rn growing up with kids bullying him laughing calling him girly and f*ggy and gay etc, something that often turns violent, bc we know how male bullies are, going through that all the time... fearing getting hurt for existing, and then coming into leftist spaces and seeing all these nonstop jokes about any male person even remotely gnc being a wh*re or "visibly gay" simply for breaking gender norms, for saying fuck you to the patriarchy and wearing and doing whatever harmless things that shouldn't be gendered to begin with... even we leftists need to hold ourselves accountable for upholding gender roles. also, if you're not affected by male-specific gncphobia, you should be a good ally. i know this is the horny male blorbo website, but gay men shouldn't be our laughing stock all the time either. we shouldn't infantilize them or fetishize them or dehumanize them. people who don't face male-specific gncphobia should keep their sexism and homophobia in check too.

some of y'all, and me back when i was a teen honestly, really do at times objectify gnc behavior that should be a totally normal thing. we turn it into a spectacle. we re-enforce the guy in a dress looking embarrassed and laugh at it instead of seeing it as the result of him being aggressively kept in a box since toddlerhood to not do anything that wasn't a Boy Thing. often involving parental trauma and violent bullying as well. i want gnc people to be comfortable and normalized and be totally normal. i want to wheel past a guy in a croptop and not immediately think "omg he's so obviously gay" bc het men can just look/act that way! women ABSOLUTELY can be horrible sexist bullies and at times full-on abusers and keep gnc men in sexist gender roles. i have seen women say the most vicious gncphobic shit to men.

the reverse, of course, also applies to gnc women. sorry for committing the crime of caring about both gnc people and women. sorry for mentioning men & transfems who face gncphobia that we just can't relate to. i know it's seen as cringe, don't think about men even existing if you don't want to, idc. i have an equal foot in the women community and the gnc community. i do not care for sexist, gncphobic women, outside of generic feminist sisterhood. i as a gnc woman do not feel safe if all gnc people aren't respected. i know bisexual women protect bi men from biphobic women all the time, and woc have to protect men of color and get shamed for speaking up too bc they're all seen as "male bootlickers" or whatever. at this point sexist women make me shake my head and move tf on. immature, childish, defensive, and assuming bad faith. i align with disabled men before i align with abled women in some instances. at times, i align with gnc men before i align with sexist women. sisterhood is not unconditional. breaking gender roles will free us all.

[icycoldninja]

Heyo! Thought I'd send In a silly one for the dmc men

Basically just having a reader who loves doing vocaloid dances (maybe k pop dances too but I feel like vocaloid is a different type of intensity)

And snice this is dmc it'd be fun if they're a hunter who mixes the dance moves into their fighting style

Gn reader is cool but it'd be neat if it was a masc reader snice you tend to get a lot of fem requests, you know, variety (and maybe plays on the dances being seen as primarily girly)

Love your stuff! Have fun!

Thanks! Hope you enioy!

Sparda boys + V x Vocaloid-loving!Reader headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-So, you like changing your voice with software and/or listening to bouncy, upbeat songs made with said software? Great, so does he.

-It's a little known secret that Dante likes upbeat music with unnatural singing in addition to metal.

-He'll give you recommendations and will gladly accept any suggestions should you have some.

-He managed to get his hands on some vocaloid software with his boomer brain and spent a whole day making auto tuned noise with you.

-Thinks the dances you do are pretty cool, even if they're more "girl coded" than anything else.

-Guess what? He's started doing them too, and believe it or not, he might actually be doing them better than you.

■ Vergil ■

-Being the extremely motivated person that he is, Vergil scoffed at vocaloid and its somewhat annoying, perky beats.

-He first thought of the music as screechy, fake, and irritating, undeserving of his attention.

-Or so he said, for you see, after about a week of you forcing the bubbly, upbeat stuff into his ears, he started to enjoy it.

-Though he'd sooner die than let anyone else know this, he's added a great deal of vocaloid songs to his playlist, alongside Bury The Light, of course.

-He doesn't like watching you do your goofy dances because they're cringe, and they activate his innate desire to destroy all cringiness, which he must now suppress because he doesn't want to hurt you.

-Tried doing one of your dances in private and didn't like how it felt, or how it looked, so he stopped and vowed never to do it again.

□ Nero □

-Nero thought vocaloid was alright. It wasn't his favorite style of music, but it wasn't his least favorite either.

-Nero prefers edgier, borderline emo songs as opposed to this high-pitched squealing, so you'll have to understand.

-Another reason why he might not be so fond of the stuff is because he can't understand most of what the singers are saying, thanks to the language barrier, which, for some reason, bothers him.

-Won't stop you from enjoying it, though; to each their own.

-Thinks the dances you do are so ridiculous and exaggerated, so he teases you (lightheartedly, of course) about them nearly every chance he gets.

-Won't let anyone else do that, though. Nero and Nero alone is allowed to make fun of your dancing, not a single other soul.

● V ●

-V has little to no musical knowledge aside from Classical, so he was very interested in this all-new concept that he was discovering.

-Like a teenager falling into their first nightcore phase, (believe me, I've been there) V became obsessed with vocaloid.

-He listens to every song and playlist of songs he can find, getting really excited whenever you recommend something to him.

-You two gush about your favorite songs, singers, etc. nearly all the time.

-Thinks the dances you do are pretty cute (V is the definition of a simp) and wants to learn how to do them too.

-If you decide to teach him, you'll discover V would make a far better kpop idol than an old-timey poetry nerd.

[personal-sloth-witch]

I’m sure it’s been said before, but I’ve recently realized for myself that the song Reflection from Mulan is extremely trans coded

Like I listened to it before and after my egg cracked, and I could kinda feel it before, as I’ve always had things to hide. But gods did it hit me in the heart when I listened to it after realizing I’m trans masc and have to hide in the closet about it

Intentional or not (probably not) it hits way closer to home than I thought it would. Like one minute I’m all smiles like “Hell yeah Shang, you finally made me a man,” and the next I’m about to cry