#my headcanon is that at first he only feels comfortable presenting himself as a girl for schemes and such

[theshadowrealmitself]

Current delightful thoughts!:

Rn I’m imagining an au where Naruto’s seal breaks pretty early on as a genin but he doesn’t tell anyone (mixture of reasons, but with the way they treat him for being a container, being a “broken” container in their eyes? much more terrifying) but through the sheer force of being such a bright sunshine of a kid he convinces Kurama not to go on a rampage, so instead the fox just hangs out inside the seal but can leave and go as he pleases

This is just the setup for the scenario I’m imagining which is:

One of team 7 or all of them minus Naruto getting captured and the village that captures them considers killing them so Naruto comes up with a great plan!

He’s gonna pretend to be a water god(dess)!

He’s got the whole thing planned out, clones disguised as servants, his toad summons announcing his arrival, he’s gonna pop out of the water in disguise, and he has Kurama hiding in the water making waves and making it seem like Naruto has dominion over water

(Kurama hates hiding in the water but as a fox he can’t resist a scheme)

So Naruto pops out of the water, his toad summons start saying how they’ve upset the little sea god(dess) on their birthday with their cruel and unnecessary violence and they should let team 7 go as appeasement and it works!

Too well!

Because his team doesn’t know about Kurama being able to leave his seal, and they can clearly see what looks like a giant fucking sea creature?? with terrifyingly huge eyes in the water behind the disguised Naruto and have no fucking answer for what that could be

Panic all around! Kurama and the toads are loving this, Naruto’s so happy to be helping

[thefourthwifeoftengenuzui]

some headcanons about dating timeskip!Kenma please!!

thank you Anon, I would absolutely love to share some stuff about this beautiful boy~ As always, feel free to send any other requests you got, I’ll be more than happy to share my thoughts~

status: unedited

word count: 1.4k (damn that’s the most I’ve written in a hot minute)

warnings: cursing, pure fluff, mentions of weed, crackfick a little suggestive? Idk man I’m sleepy

wrote this instead of studying for my physics final exam😋

🩵Aged Up Kenma Headcannons🩵~

Ok first off we gotta get the basic facts down. This boy may be sweet as sugar, but he’s also one lazy mother fucker. And For the most part, I’d say that he really doesn’t change much from when he was a kid. The most I can say about him, is he definitely is a lot more confident being in front of people, ( I mean that’s kinda his job now, but bear with me) and has become less awkward around people. Very different from when he first met Hinata, he can actually hold a good and relaxed conversation now. That’s not to say he isn’t introverted anymore, (he definitely still would rather be at home) but he is more confident in himself to be able to actually be able to engage with someone. Is he gonna go out of his way to talk to someone? Hell no, but he can at least handle being approached without overthinking and triggering his anxiety.

This definitely also translates to his relationship with you. You still will have be the one who makes the first move, or at least initiating conversations.

But one things for sure, once he likes you, he loves you. Like wanting to wife you up regardless of gender. And I feel like, (later on in the relationship ofc) if you ever had kids, he would be the best most present dad ever. Like he wouldn’t be a house husband, (his YouTube gig is completely paying for your mortgage) but because the majority of what he does has him, stream for like an hour, go on call for a few minutes, or just edit his videos for a bit, he would be able to make a lot of time for any and all children he has. But that’s way later on in the relationship.

Once he’s comfortable in the relationship with you, I can definitely see him involving you in his content. Not like a whole boyfriend and girlfriend couples channel, but like a once a year “reacting to fucked up shit with my girl” type beat.

And since we’re on the subject of content, <<<<<<<<

Like imagine having the most shitty day possible and you come home to your boyfriend streaming COD or some shit. You just face-plant into the bed next to him and he snaps his head towards you.

”shit baby you good?” he asks as he raises an eyebrow, looking at you concerned as you mumble angrily. He recognizes the nonverbal gestures and just pats his lap with a quick, “c’mere baby,” and hugs you, letting you muzzle your face into his neck away from the camera, and wrapping a fluffy blanket around you, before he kisses you head and say, “gimme ten more minutes to finish this and we’ll order some takeout k?”. He gives you the most sincere and adorable smile ever sending butterflies not only to you, but all his fans watching, as he smiles and goes back to playing like nothing happened, the chat going wilddddddd. (My gay ass heart go brrrrrr)

I know for a fact that somewhere out there in haikyuu internet, there is a corny ass edit of y’all doing that shit, trust. (I need to keep my slang outta here man 😭)

ok, getting off the sidetrack, kenma is still like rlly introverted. Like his ideal date is just sitting at home watching some cheesy studio ghibi movie (His favorite is the boy and the heron, fight me on that, it’s the hill I’m willing to die on.)

If not some cute Disney movie, I also feel like he’d be into like some mystery or like not quite horoscope stuff. Like I feel like he would really be into Wednesday. If he had to watch an actual horror movie, I feel like I’d be like some of the older ones like scream or Nightmare on elm street type shit.

Speaking of scream, I feel like at least once yall would have to do the ghostface couples costume thing. Like I feel like this would just suit him so well. Idk my brains just going feral on it right now. (This was supposed to have a link attached, but it kept fuckin up and I’m to lazy to deal with it so just look it up, the couples version, it’s hot af)

aside from the specific stuff that I know people hate reading, the next thing you gotta know about this version of kenma is he is a TEASE. Like not even like an NSFW type tease. Just like a “he’s an ass but I love him.” Like when he was younger I feel like he was too nervous and flustered to point that kinda stuff out. But now? Man is a menace and a half. The type of dude to be like, “I have no idea how your ass fits in those shorts. Oh no, you’re not taken them off now~” or like the most basic annoying shit like bro fuck off and let me cuddle you in peace without being annoying. Like, he’d be like, “ damn someone’s neady today~ you tryna fuck me in front of everyone?” Like bro stfu I’m just tryna cuddle. Either that or he’d call you clingy for returning the affection he initiated. Like bro, quit being a lil bitch and let me be happy you butt muffin.

Man is putting full pussy into annoying you. He’s the type of guy to call you the most vile, disgusting, cringe ass nicknames, specifically to piss you off. You need him to take out the trash? “Yes my Pookie Wookie McSmoo Moo bear~” *gags while writing this* You’re yelling at him for some stupid thing, “I sorry my sugar booger~.”

Yeah this part is real OOC, and I was gonna write more but I physically cannot bring myself to do it so anyway, his other 3 favorite things to annoy you by calling you is, Cutesie Poopsie, Shnookums, and side piece #2. (Bro I just gave myself the ick)

Beige flags aside, he does have some green ones . For example, he’s a fabulous listener. Like, you just wanna rant and yell about your day? C’mere babes, he already got fluffy blankets, stuffies, and fluffy socks at the ready. You just wanna cry in piece? Looks like his lap has a vacant spot, he can play games and scratch your head at the same time. #bbgtreatment (regardless of gender. If tumblr has taught me anything it’s that nobody is to thug to be bbg, can I get an amen?🙏 )

The more comfortable he is with you, the more he will make jokes, but in the most monotone voice ever. Like you could be ranting to your bestie on the phone like, “I forgot my umbrella at work… yeah I’m soaked,” and you just hear him from his corner calmly shouting “that’s what she said,” not even turning away from his game, as if it was natural to him. It’s always so easy to talk with him, unless it’s about his problems, but we ain’t gon talk about that rn, I’m feeling too fluffy.

There is one thing that I absolutely have to address for this man though. The average female height in my country is 5’4. And Kenma is only 5’6. Chances are, he’s not gonna be towering over you or nothing. Especially if you a tall specimen like me. (AFAB but gender is a construct yolo on those hoes). So chances are, this mf is for a fact, stealing your clothes. No article of clothing is safe. Hoodie? Sorry boo he got cold streaming. T-shirt? None of his were clean. Miniskirt? Onlyfans- He was pulling a Gojo sorry 😋

Tbh I don’t see him ever really having a wedding, or really ever getting married. Too much social interaction and attention on him. Gross. The most I can see him doing is, one night while y’all smoking pot or something, being like “yo wanna get married?” He wants to be with you forever without the government getting involved, but hey, times are tough, and marriage helps with tax returns. So y’all just kinda go to the courthouse, get it done, then fly off to some place to elope.

in all Kenma is just a great loyal guy, who is the biggest pain in your ass, but the biggest cutie patootie this side of the nuthouse.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ hope y’all enjoyed, this was so fun to write, if you liked this and want more content like this make sure to request and check out my other stuff. Love y’all bastards, Thots and Enby Hots🩵

[thee-horny-thicky]

SingleFather!Nanami Headcanons

During a bout of insomnia, the idea of SingleFather!Nanami came to me. Out of all the JJK men, he'll be the best parent, and you can't change my mind.

TW: Platonic Nanami/Reader. Fem!Child Reader. Mentions of death. Mentions of sexual harassment. Angst. Canon Compliant. Approx 1K words.

Thinking about SingleFather!Nanami who after Haibara died, drowned himself in women to try to ease the pain. After all, Gojo and Geto always said how good sex felt, and he needed a pick me up. 

SingleFather!Nanami panics when his sneaky link tells him her period’s late. He rushed over to her place, pregnancy tests in hand. 

SingleFather!Nanami paces outside of the bathroom as she takes the tests, whose world comes to a halt when every single one is positive. He nearly had a panic attack when his FWB was adamant about not getting an abortion, and when changing her mind didn't work, he stormed out. 

SingleFather!Nanami ghosted his FWB for a week, until his consciousness got the better of him, and he called her up. 

SingleFather!Nanami swears to be present in the child's life and tries to attend every appointment. 

SingleFather!Nanami who pulls away from the world of Jujutsu, already decides his child's life is more important than a thankless duty.

SingleFather!Nanami only found out his FWB had a heart condition when it was too late, going into shock when he found out she died during the delivery. He doesn't see his baby for two days, too busy mourning the woman he'd formed a bond with. 

SingleFather!Nanami who first meets his daughter when he has to name you. When he holds you, your tiny hand clings to his fingers, melting his heart and making him swear to himself that he’d play both roles. 

SingleFather!Nanami who is a worry wort over you. He reads parenting book after parenting book, frets every time something is slightly wrong with you, and has more sleepless nights monitoring his baby girl than due to you screaming your little head off. 

SingleFather!Nanami who doesn't leave your side for the first six months, living off savings he stored away when he was a sorcerer. 

SingleFather!Nanami cried for nearly an hour when you said, “Dada,” as your first word. 

SingleFather!Nanami rues to leave your side when money dwindles, forcing him to work again. He takes as many jobs as possible to support you, whilst also going to college and caring for a baby. It's stressful, but he does it to give you a good life. 

SingleFather!Nanami nearly tripped over himself to get his camera when you take your first steps. 

SingleFather!Nanami fights back tears when he drops his daughter off during your first day of school. He's so emotional, you have to comfort him. 

SingleFather!Nanami can't help but narrow his eyes at the little boy who kissed his baby girl's cheek when he picked you up. You’re too young for boys, after all! 

SingleFather!Nanami helps with every assignment, signs you up for whatever club you want, and attends every recital, play, etc. Rather your performance is good or bad, they will be recorded, he will fawn over you, and he will give you pointers if you feel the need to improve.

SingleFather!Nanami catches the attention of many of the mothers, much to the dismay of their husbands. When he starts to get a little lonely, he starts to entertain a few of the single mothers.

SingleFather!Nanami swears off sex and dating after a girlfriend hits you. It took great restraint for him not to return the favor.

SingleFather!Nanami often thinks about when his daughter was small and gets a little teary-eyed. 

SingleFather!Nanami who can't help but feel dread when you start puberty earlier than expected. After getting over his initial panic, he starts prepping for your first period and takes it upon himself to buy you book after book about puberty. 

SingleFather!Nanami whose interest in Malaysia is piqued when you start gushing about the country's nature, especially the Sarawak Chamber and Taman Negara. He makes it a life goal to take you to Malaysia one day. 

 SingleFather!Nanami returns to sorcery when you confide in him that you see strange things. Still, he tries to keep you hidden from the higher-ups and Gojo, not wanting the sordid world of Jujutsu sorcery to reach you. 

SingleFather!Nanami reluctantly introduces you to Gojo when the man's stalking reveals your existence. He can't help but feel jealous when he sees how much you take to Gojo. He glared at the strongest when he insisted you call him Uncle, after promising to teach you cool things your father couldn’t. 

SingleFather!Nanami almost catches a felony when a group of teenage boys catcalls you. You may look older than most girls your age, but that doesn’t give them the right to harass you. After dealing with those lowlifes, he comforts you and starts teaching you self-defense.

SingleFather!Nanami gladly signs you up for martial arts classes and attends every tournament and competition. When Gojo finds out, he insists on tagging along, and cheers even louder than the blond.

SingleFather!Nanami wanted to take you trick-or-treating as he does every year. Instead, he’s forced to report to Shibuya, and can’t help but feel envy when you go with some friends instead. He swears he’ll bring you back buckets of candy to make it up.

SingleFather!Nanami fights his hardest to return back to you, but still can't escape Jogo's flames. 

SingleFather!Nanami can’t help but shed some tears when Mahito gets the best of him, knowing he’d never be able to see you again.

SingleFather!Nanami confides in Yuuji that he has a daughter, sharing your name with him. His dying request is that the boy be there for his baby girl. The relief he feels when his student agrees is indescribable.

Somehow, SingleFather!Nanami still dies with a smile on his face, knowing that even though you lost a father, your new big brother would do everything possible to protect you.

[lovelykhaleesiii]

Daddy’s Girl

HEADCANON

PAIRING: Dad!Aemond Targaryen x fem!Reader | Dad!Aegon ii Targaryen x fem!Reader

WORDS: 1,774.

SUMMARY: Rough ideas of the Targaryen princes as fathers to their first, newborn daughters. 

WARNINGS: fluff, swearing, overprotective!Aemond, overprotective!Aegon, reckless Aegon, lactation kink, breeding kink, slight praise kink. 

A/N - Ya’ll knew this was coming surely... I can’t get enough of this domestic shit!!! Dad!Aemond has me in a chokehold and simultaneously, Dad!Aegon has my back arched, wtf do I do?!

AEMOND TARGARYEN: 

When Aemond saw and held his tiny little daughter for the very first time, it was like love at first sight. 

He didn't know how anything so small, so precious could bring out all these intense feelings in him, and yet here she was in all her glory.

She was the apple of her father's eye, they were obsessed with each other.

He actually wouldn’t fly her on Vhagar when she’s just a newborn, he would want to wait it out. Considering his first flight was very turbulent, he would never put his daughter at risk. 

She is his “byka prince” [little princess].

Aemond definitely selects her little outfits, if you both stroll around markets or attend royal visits to various other places, and he sees something he adores, he’ll buy it for her. If he sees a particular material/pattern and colour he likes, he orders the servants to have it made for his little princess. Even toys, he’ll have them hand-crafted, a small, hand-painted dragon for his little girl, it would be a miniature Vhagar. 

No doubt, he dresses her in the Targaryen colours or even occasionally Green, in honour of his mother. 

If she cries during the night, he’s usually the first to awake and check (he does not mind, one bit). He reasons with you saying “You did give birth to her, so your hard part is done now it’s my turn, issa jorrāelagon [my love].”

Immediately, she falls asleep after he cradles her for some time, sometimes you even hear him humming a song. On the off chance, that she doesn't settle, it’s often because she either is hungry and needs feeding, or she needs a nappy change.

Aemond would be so bad at nappy changes, although he’s willing to try and gradually gets the gist of it. He doesn’t mind the dirty work.

He loves to bathe his little princess, he only lets you and himself, maybe even Alicent if she’s free and willing to. 

Aemond would definitely do that skin-to-skin touch, when she’s a newborn: he wants her to get familiar to his touch and scent, in case he has responsibilities and duties he needs to attend to as Prince Regent. 

The thought of his daughter not recognising him or resembling him to a stranger terrifies him. 

Overprotective is an understatement. 

Aemond will literally kill anyone that even dares to hurt or speak ill of his daughter. 

Once she starts walking, growing into her toddler phase, she becomes more active and involved. She’ll literally fall and trip over herself (and you’ll be okay with it, and Aemond would just be losing his shit), and if another child is present, he’ll even scold them. 

If he sees a graze or cut or a tiny, spectacle of blood on her, it’ll be the end of the fucking world. 

Having lost his eye, he would never forgive himself if she ever has to endure pain or trauma like that. 

You try to reason with Aemond, that part of parenting you need to teach resilience and the ability to ‘bounce back’ although, Aemond’s not having it. So much to your disapproval, your daughter will definitely grow up spoilt and protected. 

Now that Aemond can hold her appropriately, and she can seat herself properly, he mounts her on Vhagar with him and take flight. At first, she's terrified of the height, although seeing how happy and comfortable Aemond is, she reads him so well and starts to enjoy it too. 

They literally have their own language, they can read minds. Aemond doesn't even need to ask or probe his little girl about what she wants, he just knows. Some water? Here you go. Some sweets? There you go, princess. 

He teaches her Valyrian at such a small age, as soon as she starts verbalising, that she eventually becomes more fluent than you. 

She definitely has Aemond’s Targaryen hair and lilac eyes, although your features, which Aemond fucking loves. 

He definitely takes care of her hair, has his own routine for it, just as he maintains his own. He even learns how to properly braid her hair. 

Aemond is so relieved and impressed that his daughter is not at all afraid of his missing eye, and the sapphire that replaces it. At times, she even tries to touch and grab at it, and he has to pull her away, otherwise she just smiles lovingly and laughs at him. 

She's the only one (besides yourself) that can genuinely make Aemond smile, like if he's having a shit day, as soon as he sees her (even if she's asleep in her cradle), that’s enough to warm him.

Aemond loves and accepts your body changes, he reassures you when you feel insecure, that your body performed a miracle, and that you grew his child effortlessly. 

He definitely watches you breastfeeding and has no shame: something about the way that only you can provide for her, makes him feral. 

The man has a lactation kink, 100%, once he knows he’s daughter has been fed, and now that she can start tolerating solid feeds, he spoils himself to your milk. He finds the sweet, creamy taste delicious. 

Nonetheless, he knows for certain he needs to have another child with you immediately, and won’t stop until he sees your belly swell. 

AEGON ii TARGARYEN:

Aegon would be so nervous having a little girl at first. 

The history with women that he's had and the poor treatment he had previously shown, he is aware was unacceptable and since having met you, he has changed.

Although, his past would haunt him regardless.

He did remain by your side during the birth, and when the maester declared a daughter, he was in a state of shock. 

He wouldn't completely withdraw himself from you nor the babe, he loved you too dearly to do that. And seeing how well you were with her, and how warm your daughter was with you, he slowly started to gain confidence in himself. 

You’d help him get used to holding her, demonstrating the correct technique, for she was so tiny against his body, he kept fearing that he’d drop her or hurt her in his grip. 

He actually even stopped drinking completely now, he didn’t want to risk being tipsy, in case he had to hold her.

Nonetheless, he became an absolute pro.  

He even begged to take her on Sunfyre with him, although you were still quite anxious for she was so small. 

Somehow, he convinced you for just a quick, short flight: he trusted Sunfyre with his life, and he knew the dragon would nurture and protect his daughter too. 

You would watch from the ground in complete silence, just anxious although, as soon as he landed and dismounted with the babe still nestled and settled in his arms, you were quite surprised.

Aegon would be so proud of himself, it boosts his ego. 

He would always regularly check up on her, even if he only just saw her 10 minutes ago. 

“Aegon she's been asleep in her crib for the past hour, nothing has changed, why do you feel the need to look?” 

He can’t help himself, you’ve come to find it’s as though a switch has flicked on for him, he’s become so protective over you and the babe, he can’t stand leaving you two alone. 

“But she needs me...” He’ll say, as he just stares at her asleep in absolute awe that he helped to make this angel. 

She definitely looks more like her Dad, soft, gentle features with the Targaryen traits. She literally looks like an angel. 

She has Aegon’s plump cheeks and he’s always just kissing and nibbling at them. 

Aegon loves how everyone fawns over her, including his mother. In a way, it makes him feel accomplished. 

Nonetheless, as soon as she’s more involved and interactive, she never wants to leave Aegon’s side. Like she clings to him throughout the day, and cries for him if he isn't around. 

You’ve come to accept that she's an absolute Daddy’s Girl, he’ll carry her around to his council meetings, and she'll bury her face in his chest or the crook of his neck when he tries to get her to greet other lords with him, although she’s too shy. 

Most of the time she even chills on his lap when he sits the Iron Throne. Listening and ordering his subjects for the day, she often remains unphased, although occasionally she’ll try to grab his attention by playing with his hair or trying to touch his crown. That’s when you come in and take her. 

On the days that she is not around, if he has urgent or serious matters to attend (no place for a babe), he feels so empty without her presence there, and feels something is missing. He itches to get back to you both. 

Aegon definitely struggles to be hands on, he hates the dirty work of nappy changes and sometimes begs for you to do it. Although, you both have agreements and take turns with bathing her, or if she cries in the night, Aegon does see to her (although struggles to awake and gradually gets to her).

As random as this is, Aegon would definitely have a Dad!bod and no one can change my mind. The drinking caught up although, his daughter sneaking in sweets to feed her Daddy whilst they chill on the throne doesn't help either. (Aemond will be the type to keep up with his regular training, Aegon struggles with all the responsibilities, although still trains not as often). 

You find Aegon blowing raspberries on his daughter’s stomach, and it makes her laugh like no tomorrow. 

He definitely tells you openly that he wants more children now. 

“Perhaps a son?” He suggests and you reassure him, that is completely out of your control and “Upto the Gods.” 

As soon as your healed from the birth, Aegon is fucking eager to get onto you, and his breeding kink shows. 

He moans how he can’t wait to see your belly swell with his child, another angel: he loves the idea that people will think scandalously of how quick you’ve become pregnant again. Aegon does not care though. 

He even prefers your postpartum body and idolises the changes: he loves how big your tits and ass are, only for his own pleasures.

During the night he'll leave his cock inside of you, making sure he seizes every opportunity to impregnate you. 

You are so proud of the father Aegon has stepped up to be, and you make it known to him, he favours your praise above anyone else. 

[pearlofthesirens]

domestic simon riley headcanons perhaps?

ooh i'm gonna love writing thissssss!!

Domestic Simon Headcanons:

wakes up at either 4 or 5 am, even after retiring. doesn't let go of the military morning routine.

if you're sleeping, he'll give you the softest kiss before fixing the blanket so you're not cold.

brushes his teeth and immediately hits the gym. loves the food you make, will tear that shit up but he thinks he should be keeping his body fit too. doesn't want Johnny to tease him for becoming soft(you personally love him even when he's a huge teddy bear).

when he comes back and sees you making breakfast, he won't hesitate to give you back hugs despite your complains of him being sweaty and smelly. "Si, no! Take a shower first, you're stinky!" "Shower can wait, lovie. I need to give my girl a kiss first."

calls you all sorts of nicknames like lovie, darling, sweetie, doll, my girl, etc.

if he's hungry and you're not at home, the only thing he can make is tea and toast. might burn the bread a little, might add a can of beans or potato mash(bri'ish tings), do not trust him with the kitchen.

if you're doing chores together, he would definitely want to help a lot even if he doesn't know much. for example, he'd definitely help with keeping the counter clean and taking dishes out from the dishwasher if you're cooking.

why waste water? take a shower together! "Water's too hot, doll. You're gonna burn." "Water's just fine." "You make me wonder what kinda demon I fell in love with."

genuinely gets scared if you call him Simon Riley, or worse if it's Ghost. will start contemplating about every single thing he did and where he might've gone wrong. "Simon Rile-" "I'm right here, sugar. Anything wrong? Need a shoulder massage?" "I-...please get the box of pasta from the top shelf." "Anything for you, doll."

he generally refuses to let you see him in full gear, prefers to keep Ghost out of his lovely Manchester apartment. but once after he was done with a long mission, he was so tired that he entirely forgot he had a significant other and walked inside the house with his balaclava and everything. you almost let out a scream when you saw a tall figure with a skull face hovering over you as you were sat on the couch, reading your favorite book. "AAAHH-" "Darling?"

he would legit go "?????" before he realizes that he has his mask on and everything. removes it immediately and sees your eyes soften, arms wide open for him. he takes you in a bone crushing hug, not forgetting to kiss your forehead.

always the big spoon when sleeping, but loves your arm around him too. will keep one arm out for you to rest your head on, doesn't care if it's numb, and the other around your waist. when you're facing him, he will hold your head and hips protectively, letting you bury your face in his chest and neck.

doesn't believe that a man should be controlling what his partner wears, he will encourage your to wear whatever makes you feel comfortable and confident. keeps a protective arm around your waist in public to show that you're his. "Wear whatever you want, sweetie. I can fight, ain't got all this body for nothing."

arguments with him are always short. he would not let anything get to a point that you two are shouting on each other's faces, he does not want to be like his father. goes to a different room to cool himself down before he opens the door to find you.

has a hard time apologizing with words at first, will try to get you something like flowers or give you a silent hug. but he soon learns to say "sorry" and to be gentler with you.

will get down on one knee and present you the ring when you least expect it. wants to have a small wedding at a church with only a few people, preferably TF141, Laswell, your immediate family and a few close friends you have.

wants kids, but won't force you if you don't want to. will consider resigning from the military if he does end up being a dad, he doesn't want to risk his life out there when he has two beautiful human beings to come home to. "Such a poppet, isn't she? Just like her mama." "Don't give me all the credit, honey. She's got your looks too, pretty little thing."

will take you out for dates, dinners too. believes that a relationship shouldn't be stagnant. you get to pick the restaurant and he will willingly pay for whatever you want to eat. you just have to look pretty <3

although he likes to put the most effort, he expects you to put effort too. he takes offense if you disregard how he feels, is devoted to you and expects you to love him the same.

little things matter to him. he pays attention to how you make tea for him, how you do not push him when he doesn't want to talk about something, how you adjust the blanket over both of you every time he comes home late and plops himself down on the couch with you.

overall, the sweetest but realistically speaking, it might be a bit tough to live with him considering he's in the military and has a bitter past. but as long as you're ready to compromise and understand him, he will return the love tenfold and more.

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[cinderella-ish]

Fruits Basket Queer Headcanons

The more I watch and read Fruits Basket, the more I get the sense that no one is straight here. Well... almost no one. So, in honor of pride month, here are my queer headcanons for the cast of Fruits Basket!

(Disclaimer that these are my own personal headcanons, obviously nothing official, etc... I try to draw on evidence from the text, but I'll admit I'm occasionally going purely off vibe. Also, I'm bi and genderfluid, so that's the lens I'm bringing to this. I'd love to hear your headcanons, especially if they differ from mine! Enjoy!)

Genderfluid and/or genderqueer: Ayame and Ritsu

I (probably somewhat controversially) think a lot of the gender non-conformity among Fruits Basket characters is just that: gender non-conformity. Momiji is one example; he dresses in girls' clothing (though not "like a girl") until his growth spurt, but it seems important to him to be seen as a man from at least that point forward.

Ritsu is someone whose gender identity and/or nonconformity really should've been explored more in the manga - as written, it feels like Ritsu's exploration of gender was viewed as something he'd grow out of, rather than a search for understanding himself. He doesn't really seem to mind being identified as either male or female, though he obviously feels a lot of shame about his comfort with wearing women's clothes (though no one around him when we meet him really seems to mind, which is nice-- I also appreciate that Ritsu was shown to have friends who adore him outside of the Sohmas). Anyway, the fact that he seems okay with being referred to as both a man and a woman is the entire basis for this headcanon.

Ritsu also idolizes Ayame, and I think part of this stems from Ayame's own security in his non-traditional gender presentation. We don't really get a lot of Ayame's thoughts on gender, despite his line of work, but he strikes me as the sort of person who would enjoy playing with his own gender presentation and would be more than open to exploring his gender identity (and probably has!). I think Ayame would lean more toward having an expansive view of masculinity rather than dressing more feminine when he feels more feminine, but I also think he would embrace the different ways people might perceive his gender.

Transgender Woman: Akito Sohma

This I think is quite clear in canon. Akito was assigned male at birth, then transitioned to female.

What makes it hard for some people to see Akito as trans is that the reason she was assigned male at birth was not the typical reason people are assigned male at birth in our world (it was her mother's demand, rather than a guess based on the shape of her genitals), but I don't think that makes her any less trans.

Under the Ace and/or Aro Umbrellas

This umbrella is a little tricky for several of these characters, because they've been forbidden from dating, or had very controlling parents, or thought they'd only hurt anyone they loved, so they haven't necessarily had time to figure out whether they've just repressed that part of themselves or they just don't experience attraction at all/without a strong emotional connection first. (Not everyone needs time to figure that out, though!) But anyway, here's who I think would eventually find themselves under at least one of these umbrellas!

Asexual/Aromantic: Kazuma

I love the tidbit that Kazuma tried dating women, but talked so much about Kyo that he never got a second date. I like the interpretation of him as a gay man, but to me, he reads as asexual/aromantic. Dating just doesn't even seem to be on his radar!

Demisexual/Demiromantic: Kyo, Shigure, Machi

A lot of the fandom sees Kyo as demi, and I'm totally here for that interpretation of him. He generally seems annoyed by or frightened of girls who aren't Tohru (frightened either when there's a risk of transforming, or when Kagura is involved). Also, it's CUTE that Kyo takes after his dad (Kazuma) in this way.

At first blush, it seems very unlikely Shigure is under the ace umbrella, but I couldn't stop thinking about his brief relationship with Mayu. He's the one who suggested they date, yet he seemed completely disinterested in her. He did sleep with Ren, but that was only for revenge and because he imagined Akito would look like her if she'd been allowed to grow up as a woman. I genuinely believe all his "high school girls" ickiness was an act, much like most of his personality.

It doesn't seem like Machi can totally tell if/when she likes something (or someone!). This makes me wonder if she's just never had feelings for anyone before Yuki.

Demiromantic: Rin, Hiro

Rin seems open to sexual relations with people other than Haru, but I genuinely can't see her having romantic feelings for anyone other than him. I see Hiro similarly with respect to Kisa. I think, if they ever split, it would take an extremely long time for him to even be open to falling for someone else.

Under the Bi/Pan+ Umbrella

So, I'm not making a distinction between these two (and other orientations that fall under the same umbrella, like poly- or omnisexual) because that seems like a very personal, internal conversation. I know some people make a distinction between the way bi and pan people experience attraction, but some don't, and that feels too prescriptivist for my purposes here. So, these are characters who I think experience attraction to multiple genders!

Tohru obviously falls for Kyo, but she also thinks Akito is cute, she thinks Rin is "shapely" and "beautiful" (her words!), and she goes along with it when Saki talks about them getting married.

Yuki ends up with Machi (and I love them together!) but I think Kyo was his first crush. His arc is also very relatable for a lot of queer folks (myself included!). And he's a disaster. Long live bisexual disaster Yuki Sohma!

Shigure is tricky, because the flirtation between him and Ayame could just be a joke, but I personally think it's a joke that arose out of some fun nights spent together...

Akito obviously likes men, but she also flirts with Tohru when they first meet.

Saki talks about marrying both Tohru and Kazuma. She's probably joking about Kazuma, but she's generally a very literal person, so I don't think she's joking about Tohru. She also marries a foreigner canonically, and that foreigner is probably a man.

Momiji talks about finding an amazing sweetheart-- not an amazing wife or girlfriend!!-- one day. I think he was being very intentional in not specifying his future partner's gender.

Hatori is the one I feel least sure of, but my headcanon is that he gets so annoyed and embarrassed by Shigure and Ayame because he doesn't want anyone to know he was totally part of at least a few of those trysts...

Mutsuki and Hajime are definitely together, right? And it seems like the fandom mostly sees Mutsuki as bi, which... yeah, that tracks.

Hatsuharu's first love was Yuki, and his last love was Rin.

Kakeru has a girlfriend, but for some reason, I have it in my head that he always refers to Kyo as Yuki's "hot cousin"? Did I just imagine that? Anyway... even if I did make that up, I think his backstory is a great analogy for the experience of coming out. He was trying to fit in a box and decided he was done with it. Pure chaotic bi energy.

For Ayame, see Shigure and Hatori above. (Also, “I am a bottom ALL THE WAY!!!”)

Mine is admittedly here just based on vibes.

Mitsuru likes Ritsu even though she's not entirely sure of Ritsu's gender!

Kimi is also here purely based on vibes.

Gay and Lesbian

Hiroshi has always struck me as gay. I can't really explain it. I usually have absolutely awful gaydar, so it's odd that he gives me such clear gay vibes. I wrote him as gay in my longfic, Bloom Within Us, and I'll probably always write him as gay.

President Takei obviously has a crush on Yuki. We don't really see him show interest in anyone else (partially because he's such a minor character). He also seems to still be a bachelor in Another, which could be because he can't legally marry yet...

My headcanon that Kunimitsu is gay kind of popped up as I was writing Bloom Within Us. There's no particular reason, and he doesn't give me strong gay vibes or anything.

Hajime and Mutsuki are definitely a couple! (Right?!) And it seems like most of the fandom sees Hajime as gay which... yeah, I can get behind that.

Akimoto (Arisa's senpai from her gang) is another character who gives me such strong vibes that I thought it was canon that she was a lesbian. Whoops. Anyway, I headcanon that Akimoto is gay, and referenced that in one of my oneshots.

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

Controversial omission: Arisa Uotani. She says she likes Kureno because he reminds her of Tohru, but she doesn't like Tohru? Yes, she gives me major queer vibes but this to me points to her being straight. Also, based on the way she reacts to her friends developing crushes or falling in love (and the way they react to her falling in love), I don't think there's anything between her and Saki or her and Tohru (as much as I love fics that pair her with Saki!). I also think not every relationship with lots of physical affection and strong feelings of love has to be romantic.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed reading my queer headcanons! This has been in my drafts for months, so I'm really glad Pride Month gave me a reason to finish this post!

Happy Pride!

[frankiebirds]

re one of ur last posts - what are ur nonbinary elle and spencer hcs?? :))

AH i actually dont have that many so a lot of these literally just came into my head. also i'm very sorry this mostly became "elle helping spencer realise he's nonbinary" headcanons, i'll have to think more about elle :((

this one is not my headcanon. i tried to find whose it is but for the life of me i cannot track it down, so if anyone knows please tell me so i can link them: they share a wardrobe. the only one who remembers which clothes initially belonged to which person is spencer, for obvious reasons. EDIT: got this from this post by @/spritehouse

elle has her shit figured out pre-canon but isn't doing anything about it because it's 2005. spencer does not have his shit figured out until after he gets with elle

well. he has it a little figured out. he knows there's something to figure out, he knows he isn't a cis man, but he's just like. i have way too much going on in my life already to think about that so i will ignore it <3 because that's worked out so well for him

pre-figuring his shit out, spencer is constantly (and largely unintentionally) mixing "menswear" and "womenswear". i really struggle to see a version of spencer where he and diana didn't experience serious financial issues after william left, and even as an adult, high-quality private psychiatric care like diana's is expensive. so, the majority of his clothes are thrifted (yes, i know about the $500 cardigans in later seasons. gifts from rossi <3) and he doesn't really care what section of goodwill he finds them in. so he's constantly wearing, like. a men's shirt under a women's cardigan over men's pants held up with a women's belt. post-figuring his shit out, this becomes intentional and he starts blatantly mixing styles. the kind of thing that gets him stopped in public by someone going "hey you know that's a women's...?" and he goes "yep! :D"

by contrast, elle, while she largely has things figured out, does not present the way she wants to for safety reasons. spencer helps her gradually feel more comfortable presenting the way she wants while she helps him figure out his gender stuff

as for reid's gender stuff, i think for a long time he's really overly fixated on labelling himself. the closest any label comes is bigender but that doesn't feel quite right and he has a lot of unnecessary angst about it. (not projecting at all shut up). eventually he's venting to elle one day about how he feels this and this and this about his gender and if he was to describe it he would describe it like this but he just can't figure it out. and then elle gets genuinely confused because it sounds to her like he very much has figured it out. it takes a long time for him to understand and accept that there isn't a magic word that will describe all parts of him, and he may never find one. and that's fine

elle does spencer's makeup. he looks in the mirror and cries.

penelope is the first person they come out to and she is DELIGHTED to have other trans people on the team. one more and they outnumber the cis people...

morgan is next. spencer says "we're nonbinary" and morgan says "is this like a 'we're pregnant' situation or are you actually talking about both of you" and elle hits him in the head. spencer immediately feels many times less anxious than he did before. i love u morgan

morgan asks spencer in private if he wants him to stop calling him pretty boy. spencer tells him to please never stop. calling him "pretty", an adjective usually used to describe women, paired with "boy" makes him very happy. with this in mind, morgan starts calling elle "handsome girl". elle pretends to be nonchalant about it, but it makes her really happy.

they never tell gideon. spencer can't handle the thought of him reacting badly. (gideon was under the impression that spencer was just closeted this whole time. oops!)

like i said, spencer REALLY likes being described as masculine and feminine in the same breath. when elle first introduces him to her friends, she says "this is spencer, she's my boyfriend" and spencer runs away to stim in private. elle's friends are very confused.

[whatyadrawin]

The Fruit After The Flesh 18+ -CHAPTER 2-

Masterlist

Approximately 2,663 words

Pairing: Thomas Hewitt(HeadCanon) x AFAB reader

This chapters Warnings: Moderately strong language

A/n: This is the chapter giving more context and backstory to the Hewitts and the rude farmhand. Things pick up from here and will continue to keep on that exciting trajectory but remind yourself that I am the lord of the slow burn lol, I like building up to the fleshy bits. The artwork is what's keeping these chapters from coming out so quickly, I didn't want to go full flat color this time but goddamn my ADHD symptoms are making shit a lot harder to focus on so please have patience, I assure you all it is worth it. Please enjoy and keep an eye on the masterlist linked above for updates.

tag list: @fan-goddess

Chapter 2

The next day came with less heat than the first, the sun was frequently blocked out by thick white clouds that rolled against its light causing brief shadows to lay on the land. You started unpacking more and more things from the container you shipped to the house before you moved, making sure that everything that you needed was properly put away. Eventually it was time to head over to Luda Mae’s house and you wanted to make sure to look presentable for tea time. Thoughts of what her family was like raced through your head, you especially wanted to know who the mysterious masked man was. You slipped on a nice pink sundress that you made yourself, you covered your shoulders with a white cropped cardigan and some white sandals that were comfortable to walk in.

You decide to visit the farmhand again in an attempt to make friends so he wouldn’t be so hostile, you grab your things and head down before you make your way to Luda Mae’s home. You spot him tending to a peach tree and you walk over.

“Hey there, I don’t mean to bug you when you’re busy but I just wanted to see if you would take a break and chat for a bit?” you tried to use your friendliest smile.

“Ya can’t see I’m busy girl? Why don’t you go screw off with your riches and leave the farm to the only person caring for it all these years!” his words were so needlessly callous, but you continue,

“I know you’re busy but why don’t you tell me what I can do to help? It doesn’t have to all land on your shoulders anymore”

 He laughs to himself and says “Why? So, ya can just fire me when ya get the hang o’ things? Women can’t do this kinda labor, why dontcha just sit there and look pretty”

The sexism was shocking but you didn’t want to let that garbage stop you “I understand you are upset from the change but I assure you I just want to be friendly and helpful”

He turns to you with a smug look “What kinda friendly we talkin’ ‘bout here?”

You get creeped out as he stops his work and looks at you in a more predatory way, but you persist,

“I just mean you don’t have to worry about doing all the work by yourself, I can help you, and by friendly... I just want to have a civil professional relationship with you, nothing more”

“Thinkin’ ya deserve some kinda good treatment huh? How ‘bout me? Don’t I deserve compensation for the work I did all these years? I ain’t talkin’ bout wages neither”

You wonder what he means by that, so you try offering solutions “What do you need? Maybe I can get you a better living situation or more tools to make the work easier?”

He didn’t like anything you had to say, “Ya think it’s just that simple? I like where I live, I like being left ALONE!”

You feel a knot forming in your throat, being treated like this was so hurtful “Ok, well, I’ll leave you to it then. Have a good rest of the day”

He made you feel like shit, all the memories of people bullying you and your old friend were coming back and you just wanted to get away. Your heart was racing with anger and the familiar feeling of an old depression started to creep back in.

You start making your way towards Luda Mae’s home and hope that the walk calms your nerves and lifts your spirits enough to enjoy the rest of your day. The sun was peeking out from behind the thick clouds and brightened the dry road before you, tiny little white flowers sparsely lined the sides of the road and made you smile. You closed your eyes and made your mind blank, only listening to the gentle wisps of the wind rustling the tall wheatgrass, and the crunch of dry dirt with every step you took, some birds could be heard in the distance chirping cheerfully. You felt like you were in a different universe where time stood still and it was just you and the earth around you.

Shortly, you arrive at Luda Mae’s property, she had a wire fence blocking the four grazing cows in and there were a lot of cars sitting in a lot near the main house, it seemed odd but you just assumed maybe one of them was a mechanic. You walk up toward the barn and hope to see that mysterious masked man but the barn is empty minus some clucking chickens strutting around. You make your way up to the door and knock, an older man answers it, he looks you up and down and smiles,

“Well now, I didn’t know it was my birthday” he says. You can hear Luda Mae yell at him to shut up and let you in. He drops the smile and waves you in, making you walk closely to get past him. Luda Mae meets you as you walk in and she introduces you,

“Sorry ‘bout him sweetheart, this is my brother Charlie. Come on in dear, I can’t wait to talk with you, Loretta brought some real good tea for us to enjoy” She gestures for you to follow her and you speak to Charlie as you pass through,

“Nice to meet you Charlie, I’m Y/N*”

He smiles as he looks at you saying “Mhmm, I’ll remember that” you feel a shiver of discomfort after he says that.

You follow Luda Mae through the house which has very old furnishings, its large with high ceilings that are dotted with large fans to circulate the air; The décor was definitely very dated but kept clean, the furnishings may have once displayed wealth in a past long gone. In a large living room, you see a man reading a newspaper, Luda Mae stops at the doorway,

“Hey Monty, turn ‘round a sec”

The man was older, he turns around peering through his large thick glasses “Yeah?”

“I’d like you to meet the young woman who took over Tilly’s orchard!”

He sets down his paper and tried to turn to face you better “Oh! I didn’t know Tilly had children?”

Luda Mae replies “No, this is Y/N, she is a distant relative of hers”

You make a shy response “It’s nice to meet you sir”

He smiles “Well she’s real polite ain’t she? Nice to meet you too kiddo, I’m uncle Monty”

Luda Mae guides you over to the back porch which has Loretta already seated at the table. Luda Mae waves to her and says,

“Loretta, this is Tilly’s family, the one I told you ‘bout”

Loretta was a big woman, her cheeks were rosy and full, her dyed black hair was perfectly styled up into pin curls remniscent of another time, she smiled and said “Well, now ain’t she just a pretty little thing!”

Luda Mae gave you a smile and sits you down in the chair next to Loretta, you set down your basket and go to shake her hand saying “It’s really nice to meet you Loretta, my name in Y/N”

Loretta smiles and Luda Mae asks what you have in the basket you brought. You lift the basket onto the table and show them the fruits you picked for them today. Luda Mae claps in approval saying,

“That is so kind of you to bring some fruit over, I ain’t had a good peach since Tilly passed.”

You still weren’t quite sure about the way Tilly had died, you did not get much information out of the Lawyer and the files said there was no reason for an autopsy since she was so old. You ask Luda Mae and Loretta about it

“I don’t want to open old wounds or anything but, do either of you know how she died? I never got a proper answer”

They both looked at each other and Loretta answered “Well now Tilly was very well liked by everyone who knew her, she lived here a while you know. While yes, she was old, she was still in good shape and the sheriff’s department in the next town over didn’t give us any details, just said it was from old age and left it at that”

Luda Mae chimes in “I am suspicious that Dover did it”

“Luda Mae!” Loretta shouted in shock.

Luda Mae crosses her arms and continues “That farmhand has been a cruel and unappreciative man for as long as I remember, I tried to tell her to get rid of him what with all his talk about taking the orchard someday, but she was too kind-hearted and wasn’t able to keep up with the demands of caring for the trees. She was always looking for the good in people, even the evil ones. Bless that woman.”

Loretta nodded in agreement that Tilly was kind, she looked at you and said,

“You know, Fuller was doing well in the past, there was big business in cattle and meat packing. Everyone was makin’ good money ‘til the ranchers died and their property managers sold off the cattle to northern companies, that killed this towns economy. People were leaving in droves and so was the money.”

Luda Mae looked out into the field and added “It got to the point where we all had to resort to terrible things just to survive, but there was no way I’d let my family starve.”

Loretta gave Luda Mae a stern look, her eyes wide, she cut in “That is until Tilly decided to plant a bunch of fruit trees from the seeds of the fruit she bought from the store. The Texas sun made those little sprouts explode into full size trees, and she had us all fed by the fruits they made, we didn’t have to just survive no more, we were able to live normally again. It was all thanks to her”

You smile at the fact that someone from your family was regarded so highly, it gave you a warm feeling. Luda Mae pours you some tea and follows up with,

“Tilly made sure that we had animals to provide us with bounty, everyone shared what they had, even before the trees were makin’ enough to bring in money, in return we gave her the manure for the trees.”

Loretta looked antsy, she changed the subject “Well now, that’s enough of those depressing times.”

Luda Mae and Loretta started talking about the town and how things used to be, you sat listening to them for an hour until you noticed the mysterious masked man. He was heading toward the barn and you could see him tending to the cows inside, he was even bigger in person, his body looked like it was used to working hard, his muscles were large but had no hard edges as if his strength was supplemented with a rich diet full of American cooking. The man was brushing the cows, plumes of dust and dirt would fly out from each swish of the brush. To see him close was astonishing, you felt like you were seeing a new kind of human, he was so gentle with the animals and yet his appearance was very intimidating. You tried to look and see if you could get a glimpse of his face but his back was turned to you.

Luda Mae notices you looking and says “I see you’ve noticed my boy there”

You snap out of your trance and blush in embarrassment, she laughs and adds,

“He’s a real handsome one if I do say so myself, his name is Thomas. He’s real shy, but as sweet as they come. He’s a good boy, extremely helpful with managing the animals and taking care of the property.” She pauses and puts her hand to her chin “You know, he’s ‘round your age and its high time he meets someone nice, I’m gonna call him over.”

You felt butterflies for the first time in years, you quickly respond “That’s ok, he looks pretty busy, maybe he should be left alone”

Luda Mae smiles “Come now dear, he can come say hi, it ain’t no bother” She calls out to him “TOMMY! COME SAY HELLO TO THIS NICE YOUNG LADY!”

Tommy looks up quickly, he spots you on the porch and freezes.

Luda Mae yells after him again, “THOMAS BROWN HEWITT, YOU COME HERE RIGHT QUICK! DON’T BE RUDE NOW!”

He furiously shakes his head, turns and runs into the barn out of sight.

Luda Mae sighs “I’m sorry sweetheart, he really is a very nice boy, he’s just awfully shy, especially ‘round pretty girls, the poor dear”

You felt a wave of relief that someone else was maybe as anxious about meeting new people like you were, you reply “It’s ok, I’m sure I’ll meet him when he’s ready”

Luda Mae gently places her hand on yours “I’ll make sure of it, he needs to make some friends, it gets mighty lonely ‘round here. With someone as sweet as you I’m sure you two’d get along just fine”

Loretta takes a final sip of tea and gets up saying “Well, time for me ‘n Monty to head home, thanks for the conversation, Y/N, it was a real treat to meet you”

Luda Mae thanks Loretta for the tea and says goodbye, she then turns to you and says,

“Well, I know you probably want to get back to that orchard, please don’t let that prickly pear Dover get to you, Tilly kept him ‘round because he worked hard, no matter how awful he behaved, just let him be, pay him and ignore him the rest of the time. If you make friends with my Tommy, well, I’m sure Dover won’t be a terror”

You get up from your seat and say “Luda Mae, am I in danger with Dover?”

Luda Mae puts her hand on her heart and says “I’m so sorry for scaring you dear that was real thoughtless of me. I’m suspicious of Dover yes, but there’s no way he will hurt you, none of us will let him”

You thank her for the tea and leave from the back porch making your way towards the barn hoping to get a closer look at Tommy. When you reach the barn doors you see Tommy on the opposite side of the barn facing the open doors fiddling with some hay. The butterflies are welling up in your stomach making you feel sick with excitement, you stand there watching this enormous man whose back was extremely wide and his forearms were thick and scarred. You were struggling to take in as much of his image as you could before you could quietly sneak off, just as your eyes started travelling down south, he turned around and saw you.

“I-I’m sorry!” you squeaked as you bolted off down the driveway.

You felt so embarrassed at being caught watching him, you hoped he didn’t think poorly of you. You spent the walk home trying to calm the butterflies and stop blushing -I can’t believe how creepy of me that was, he is going to think I’m a freak!-. When you get home, you see that Dover was in his small house watching something on a small tube tv with a large bunny ear antenna. You feel sad that his accommodations are so meager and decide to speak with him again tomorrow to try just one more time to get in his good graces, you always believed that you could kill them with kindness, especially in the event that he really was a danger as Luda Mae said, then you would want to be in his good graces. You start to make dinner and think to yourself -I hope I am able to properly meet Tommy-.

Next chapter-

[loveandmurders]

Family gives comfort

Hello everyone! It’s been a while I haven’t posted for the Sinclair Brothers and I’ve been missing them. I have quite a few requests for them so you’ll see more soon (both platonic and s/o).

I wanted to share with you this fluffy one shot with Sinclair Brothers x Sinclair Sister. If you hadn’t read about this AU of mine, you can find everything on my masterlist (here), or you can just check my first headcanons about Being the Sinclair Baby Sister (here and here). I can also advise you to read I Wish I Was Better For You (here).

In this, you had a bad day and you’re happy to have your brothers to look after you.

Female reader but no description, not even for the outfits. Warnings: shity week for reader (like really), angry Bo (but he softens), mention of killings, one or two strong words, fluff.

You didn’t have the greatest day. Week actually. 

You work had been literally hell, as you had been insanely busy all the time and you needed some rest more than anything. But because it seemed like the world was against you, there was always something new coming in, which resulted in you leaving the office very very late in the evening.

You realised you were actually going to be late for a date you had planned with a guy you just met. He was nice and all, and even though you weren’t sure it would really become a thing, you enjoyed spending time with him sometimes. But he didn’t seem to feel the same way in the end. You had to run to your house to get ready and it was clear you weren’t looking like the freshest girl tonight but you thought it would be fine with a nice outfit, showing off how pretty you were. 

And here you were, waiting in the bar for him, with a sad glass in your hand. After an hour and half, it was obvious he wouldn’t come, especially because he wasn’t replying to your messages, and when you called, a feminine voice answered you. Great. You downed your drink in one go and you had to admit you were feeling pretty upset now.

You didn’t really care about the guy, and now it was the weekend so you could relax, but all the daily stress and disappointment weren’t good for your mental health. You didn’t feel like going back alone to your flat. You needed people to take care of you, to be there for you. 

And you knew only one place for that.

You took your car, and you were glad you hadn’t drunk too much while waiting for the asshole, and you drove to Ambrose. You were so relieved when you saw the sign presenting the House of Wax; you were almost there now. But when you arrived, you saw that lights had been turned on in the whole town… you knew it meant the boys were still hunting down some tourists. It really wasn’t your lucky day. You weren’t too sure what to do. You just wanted to go have a shower and go to sleep, but you didn’t want to distract your brothers or to be in the middle of this mess. You sighed to yourself and decided to call for Lester, but he didn’t answer, which was strange. At this point, you wanted to cry. You decided it was really not the night to push your luck, so you left Ambrose and went into Lester’s town. You had the key to his place and you could safely wait there until everything would be better.

You entered his house and crashed on his couch, happy to finally be somewhere that was comforting you. Lester called you back and you explained to him what happened. He was really relieved to know that it was your car Bo saw earlier, and that you were safely at his place. A few instants later, he was opening his front door and you got up to hug him. He noticed the nice outfit but you shook your head so he didn’t comment.

“Sleepin’ here girl?” he asked and you were too tired to get back to Ambrose so you nodded. Lester was happy to have you all to himself.

But clearly that was a mistake.

You were about to fall asleep in your room when you heard the front being violently opened. You groaned and turned and hid under the sheets. You always felt too safe with your brothers around to really care about that kind of thing. Or maybe you were too used to danger as well. But soon enough, it was your own room door that was opened, and you could hear Lester arguing with someone. You peaked from your cover to see Bo and Lester. Bo was clearly in a slaughtering mood, still covered in blood. And Lester was annoyed and yet trying to calm down his big brother. You finally sat up and watched them.

“Can’t sleep in this house?” you yawned

“Ya bring your ass over here and we go to Ambrose” Bo said and you fully woke up at his roughness

“Why?” you hummed

“Ya almost fucked up the hunt earlier so ya better be sleepin’ home tonight” he replied. 

If you had been your normal self, you would have argued back. You would have told him you couldn’t know they were in the middle of something, that you were too tired to move, but that you would spend the next day home. But you were upset, and you just wanted things to be good so you got up without words.

“Let me dress up at least” you mumbled and you gently shoved the boys out of your room. No need to say that they both were very surprised by your lack of reaction. You dressed up and opened the door. Your brothers were at the kitchen table, waiting for you. Bo seemed to have calmed down, and you were glad because you wouldn’t have stood anymore yelling or you would have started to cry.

“We go?” you asked and Bo stood up and went to hug you. 

You hugged him back, a bit surprised but it was nice and you melted against him. It was what you had wanted since the end of Monday, and you had to wait for Friday night for it. It was a shame. You were always the one to break the hug usually, but you weren’t feeling like it and Bo was more than happy to indulge in a long lasting hug.

“What’s up love?” he asked you and you shrugged.

“Just a shitty week” you replied and he hummed before kissing the top of your head.

“Don’t mind me ‘bout earlier. Ya can stay here if ya ain’t feelin’ like it” he said and you really must have looked awful for Bo to be all soft and conciliant. But you shook your head, you had wanted to be home earlier. You looked at Lester.

“Maybe ya could come home too?” you asked and Lester didn’t have the heart to tell you no so he agreed.

No need to say that Bo was excited to have both his babies home for once. He brought you back home, and you were already falling back asleep on Lester’s shoulder, on the backseats. Bo carried you home and you snuggled into his arms as Lester followed behind.

You woke up only the next morning, in your bed and you felt a little better knowing you were home. You smelled some pancake scents teasing you and it gave you the motivation to get up. Lester was still sleeping, but the twins were in the kitchen, Bo cooking and Vincent dressing the table for the family breakfast. You were lazily rubbing your eyes as you joined them. Vincent was soon all over you, gently kissing your face and hugging you. You enjoyed the attention and let yourself be happy about it. You weren’t often letting them baby you, but for once, you were in the mood. And the twins wouldn’t let that occasion escape them. Vincent also saw in it a good opportunity to convince you to move back in here, and this time he believed Bo wouldn’t fuck this up, because Bo was also very eager to take care of you. You weren’t often letting them do it, so they were determined to show you how amazing they could be when it was about their favourite baby sister.

And taking care of you was putting them in an especially good mood, because it allowed them to focus on making you happy and on the positive things in their existence. You were their positive thing in their existence.

Vincent gently guided you to a chair so you could sit and Bo leaned to press a kiss on your forehead.

“Slept well?” he asked and you nodded, still a little bit sleepy

“Thanks for havin’ carried me to bed” you mumbled and he smiled down at you

“No problem, love” you smiled back at him, enjoying how relaxed he seemed.

Shitty week you said? Vincent asked you and you nodded again

“Yeah, work was stupidly busy and then I had that date and the guy didn’t show up. He was probably hooking up with another girl” you told them.

“What an asshole. Ya should ask him to come over here, we’d take care of him” Bo commented and you let escape a soft chuckle

“Yeah, I know ya’re always ready to kill whoever’s flirtin’ with me” you teased and Bo shrugged

“Just want the best for my baby sister” he replied and you smiled even more at that.

“Know you do,” you nodded.

Lester arrived soon after, half asleep still as well.

“Right on time for the pancakes!” Bo said as he placed them on the table.

Lester and you jumped on them as if you hadn’t eaten in three days. Bo smiled proudly to himself. When he wasn’t destroying himself or people, he loved to take care of his siblings. It was his duty as the eldest brother and it gave him a sense of fulfilment. The twins both waited for you and Lester to have taken as many pancakes as you wanted before serving themselves. Because your parents never cared about Lester or you the same way they had to with the twins, Bo and Vincent always looked after their baby siblings to make sure they were loved and taken care of. It was appeasing them to not think about their own issues that way. However this desire to take care of their siblings never appeared with anyone else; they only cared about family.

“Ya’re workin’ today?” you asked the three of them

“Why, anythin’ planned?” Bo asked back, eager to push away all he needed to do today if you wanted to spend time with your family. It had been a little while you hadn’t wanted to have a family moment, and he was always more than up for it. Vincent too, even if he was hiding his excitement better.

You shrugged “Don’t know, just wanted to be with ya, guys” you hummed and they could only agree with that.

By the end of the day, you couldn’t count how many times you got kissed, hugged, cuddled and loved on by your three brothers. You were definitely feeling a lot better and happy. You finished your family dinner, and you were eating together the cake you baked today to thank your family for being so good to you. They all were crazy in love with your baking skills and they were always pleading with you to make them something, so when it was happening, it was like a miracle fell upon the house. Lester had to come back to his place to take care of some stuff but he promised to come over the next day. Bo didn’t even have to beg you for you to stay, because you didn’t feel like leaving.

It felt like you were back in your teenage years, as you were now laying on your bedroom ground, at the feet of your bed, Vincent was sitting on your desk and Bo was sitting on the floor as well, with his back against the closed door. You were in a comfortable silence.

“Do ya think it could be like that everyday?” you asked

And the twins’ attention went on you right away. They were hoping you were talking about living with them.

“How so, love?” Bo asked, just to make sure he wasn’t misinterpreting what you were saying.

“If I lived here, would it be like that everyday?” you asked again and because of your position you missed the twins exchanging a look. 

They both straightened and tensed a little because they were aware it was the first time this discussion was coming from you and they could tell they were really close to getting you home with them. They couldn’t screw this up.

“Well we’d be more than happy to take care of ya everyday, for sure” Bo replied and you hummed. “Ya’re the one who doesn’t let us do” he commented and Vincent shoot him a disapproving glance but you only hummed again.

“Well, that’s true; but in my defence, ya can be too much guys, overprotective and all” you replied

“That’s because we love ya” he replied back

“Know ya do. I do love ya too of course. I mean ya always make my day better when ain’t happy. Already when we were kids, I knew I could count on ya. Ya wouldn’t have let anyone hurt me either” you smiled at the memories flashed through your mind. You were lucky to have them, and you were aware of that. You were rarely telling them you loved them, so it made their hearts flutter and they really hoped they could have you home everyday now.

“If it’s because of the killings…” Bo started and you shook your head.

“Don’t care about what ya do, ya know. I’ve already told ya. Ya're my brothers, and we’ve always been there for each other, and loyal to each other too. But ya, Bo, are an overprotective worrier with anger issues and ya, Vincent, ya are an overprotective manipulator and stalker” you told them and they were quite surprised, but they couldn’t deny it.

“We can do better” Bo promised

“I’ll think ‘bout it” you promised but it wasn’t enough for the twins, they were too close to let the subject go.

“No, no, think now. Look, ya’d pay no rent, ya’d be taken care of everyday so it means no more shitty weeks, ya’d be fed, Lester could drive ya to work, ya’d be safe here, ya’d spend more time with us. Sounds like a win-win situation to me” he said and you couldn’t help but smile.

“But it means bearin’ with ya when ya’re upset, hearin’ people gettin’ killed and not bringin’ anyone one even just for a one night stand.” you replied

“I’m sure we can work it out. If ya let me take care of ya, I’m sure I can calm down. We’ll make sure to be quicker and quieter with the killings and maybe ya can bring your one night stand in a motel in Lester’s town, or in one of the empty houses around here” Bo said, his brain working fast. You sent a look at Vincent who was nodding in agreement with everything.

You stayed silent for a moment and the twins waited.

“Ok.” you simply said.

“Ok?” Bo insisted.

“I’m gonna notify my landlord I’m givin’ my flat back” you added

“Ya’re serious?” Bo asked again because none of the twins could believe they finally made it.

“What? Ya don’t want me here now?” you arched an eyebrow, teasing them.

“Too happy to believe it’s happenin’,” he admitted, his eyes lighting up. 

Vincent sat next to you and kissed the back of your hand, too emotional to even sign to you about how relieved, happy, full of joy he currently was.

They finally got their baby sister to live with them. Hopefully, it would convince Lester to do the same, so the Sinclair family would be back together like it should be.

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anyway--

some (head)canons (idk if it's a canon or a headcanon when it comes to oc x canon) about my killjoy oc Nitro Noodle with the other killjoys aha-

⚝ the other killjoys call him "noodles" like a cute nickname, but only they can call him that, no one else from other groups can. He's non binary but doesn't really mind being referred to as a guy since he does prefer to present a bit more masculine

⚝ his mental state isn't exactly the best, the bandages on his forearms aren't just for aesthetic, he does pretend that it is for aesthetic to not make people worried about him because he cosntantly feels like a burden, and when people worry about him, that feeling gets worse or mixes with fear and stress from not knowing the difference between someone being worried or angry at him, the only person he doesn't feel scared that he might be a burden to is poison

⚝ despite actually needing help and care from other people, mostly from poison due to his VERY fragile mental health state, he absolutely hates being infantilized more than anything else in the world. He is NOT a child, this is a 20 year old man able to do MANY things by himself, he just happens to need help from another person with other things because of the neurodiversity and mental health conditions and despite him being very kind and polite to everyone, he's obviously not gonna be nice anymore if you treat him like a child

⚝ noodles sometimes pulls poison's hair as a dumb joke (he did it for the first time to make them dodge when an exterminator tried to aim for their head so- they just let it slide since that saved them in the first time)

⚝ of all the 4 adults in the group the one he's closest to the most is poison, mostly from experiencing gender similarly and a feeling of comfort and safety from being near them as well, but there's other aspects as well that aren't only those two, of course. It's visible by the fact that he has red hair too, he never hid that it was because of them that he dyed his hair red (i like to think that poison is autistic and partially verbal, which i admit is for no other reason than just wanting to have more things in common with them)

⚝ he doesn't go outside much because of an extreme fear of the outside world and of other people, specially in the daytime when people are outside more, he often stays inside the diner making bombs or chemical weapons and goes absolutely fucking crazy with anger if someone touches his chemistry equipment (he doesn't get straight up hostile and violent, but you WILL get yelled at.) Except if it's just the girl, then he's not so harsh on her but he still wants her as far away from his equipment as possible, for her own safety of course. Due to his fear of the outside, poison often goes out with him to ensure he's not gonna have a panic attack outside, sometimes one of the other 3 go instead, but it's mostly poison

⚝ he often makes and exchanges drugs, bombs and chemical weapons for things that the others might be in urgent need of and making sure everyone's safe and healthy, but sometimes he does it to get some nice things or gifts to the others, mostly to make up for an inconvenience he caused and feels deeply guilty for, even if the other 4 say it's okay and that it wasn't that bad, and even afterwards, the guilt and shame just don't go away

⚝ he hates being touched by other people, but when he trusts them enough he becomes very clingy and follows them everywhere, he was afraid it would be bothersome so it took him a while to get comfortable with showing affection to the others

⚝ he has somewhat of a trauma with stares and visual contact from the times he lived in the urban part before running away, sometimes he makes effort to try to look into people's eyes when requested to do so despite the panic that it brings to him. His friends always make sure to let him know he doesn't need to look at them if he doesn't feel comfortable with it.

⚝ sometimes he feels so much like a burden that he has the urge to run away from the diner and never come back, he only did it once and never did it again after somehow being found by poison with melted eyeliner all over their cheeks and not speaking a single word on the way back home, not to ignore him but simply from being unable to just think or say anything, noodle thought they were angry, he still thinks they were angry in that day, that all of them were angry, even after they seemed relieved that he was found, even if they never, ever raised their voices at him. He can't tell the difference.

⚝ he stole a bl\ind van once lol. The van is still there because he took off the tires and the battery to make sure no one would be able to steal it, he sleeps inside the van sometimes when he's feeling unsafe near everyone else. Only poison and the girl are allowed inside the van. I might draw him in the van some day.

i might add more things later in another post, i can't really think of anything else right now asdajisdkhalj

[king-and-his-consorts]

Genderqueer Sanji Muse Update

Moving forward, there's going to be a physical change to my Sanji.

This is something I have been debating since reviving this blog in October. But after a long discussion and headcanon fest with @cnigiri, I finally came in a decision last night. My only regret is that I'm posting this so close to Sunday, so I'm stating this here and now: this is not a kink thing, it's just a gender presentation thing specifically for my genderqueer Sanji.

So, From this point on in all Post-TS threads, Sanji has A-cup sized breasts.

He's keeping them a secret from the crew. The only person he's actually told about this is Chopper, as he is Sanji's doctor. Chopper's been sworn to secrecy under threat of no more dessert, ever.

Important: From Punk Hazard onward, it's obvious that Nami would find out about this new feature as she was in Sanji's body. Nami post-PH will know.

____~Muse Facts~____

_ Most days he dresses a bit oppressively in several layers to keep the others from finding out. Most days, outfits are: bra, undershirt, dress shirt, suit coat or vest.

_ Sanji still suffers from internalized toxic masculinity and internalized transphobia (from Judge). It causes him a lot of emotional distress and mental anguish but having his body this way gets rid of his body dysphoria. For the first time ever, he feels comfortable in his own skin. But his confidence over his new appearance is hanging by a thread. A single snide comment or mocking remark could shatter the glass spiderweb that Sanji calls his self-esteem.

_ Sanji only showers by himself or with Chopper now. Bath houses are difficult for him. He wears a towel from the chest down so that everything is covered. Even if he's having a great day, he'll put on a bad attitude so no one questions why he's so closed off and crossing his arms over his chest in the bath.

_ Sanji still suffers from dysphoria but from one of two sources: either he's being forced (by circumstance or his own fear) to wear masculine clothes when he's feeling feminine or genderless. The second reason is because for some reason, that particular day his facial hair makes him feel gross but he refuses to shave because he knows he'll regret having shaved the next day.

_ All he has is one lacey bra that's an awful pastel pink, it was given to him by Iva's girls. He hates it and he's wearing it out from using it every day. Plus sleeping in it, as that's the only way to keep it hidden from such nosy crewmates. He's too scared to go shopping for a new one and doesn't know what his size is anyway.

[guidingalostchild]

general headcanons for the main cast's genders and sexualities. i'm pretty flexible with these depending on my mood but these are my favorites to think about!

ichika: big ol lesbian. gets a crush on every pretty girl she meets for 0.2 seconds (proof: anytime she talked with nene + that one ichikana area conversation)

saki: pan!! she loves all cute people

honami: lesbian and also definitely trans. she's shy but very affectionate with the girls she ends up crushing on (leoni + kanade + emu)

shiho: nonbinary (they/them) + lesbian

minori: lesbian duh. have you listened to her talk

haruka: rip to minori but for me she's aroace (very important and personal headcanon)

airi: i like the popular hc of her being a trans girl but i think i prefer her as a cis girl who struggles with femininity. also a huge lesbian

shizuku: bisexual! she's very popular with both boys and girls (though she only has eyes for airi)

kohane: i like the idea of her starting to experiment with gender after joining vbs and gaining more confidence! also she is bi

an: you can't write lesbian without an

akito: very gay, and also trans. kohane asks him questions about gender and he acts nonchalant about it but he's actually happy to have someone to talk to about this stuff and he has a huge soft spot for kohane anyways

toya: he's gay and super oblivious about it. he says the most homosexual stuff without realizing it and akito wants to bang his head against a wall

tsukasa: bisexual and very open and comfortable with it. definitely the first person toya comes out to once he figures his shit out

emu: i like emu as someone who feels free to fall in love with anyone, but i also like her as someone who doesn't need romantic love in her life to feel happy. i definitely think she'd see herself as unlabeled and not care much about her gender or sexuality regardless though

nene: agender (any pronouns) and bisexual

rui: genderfluid (he/she). usually presents as male around people he's not familiar with but after a while hanging out with wxs she starts feeling comfortable enough to be her full self around them

kanade: hasn't thought about her own sexuality much. but she is in love with honami, so that's something

mafuyu: this is a huge struggle for the longest time but eventually comes out as a trans guy (i usually call him yuki following that headcanon. it's a name he canonically picked for himself and while both it and the name mafuyu are unisex, imo he'd want to put as much distance with his family's perception of him as possible and that starts with having a new name) he still has no idea wtf is happening with his sexuality though lol. one step at a time

ena: bisexual but has a big preference for girls

mizuki: there are many different interpretations regarding mizuki's gender in canon, but personally i usually see her as a trans girl (though i use they/them when referring to the character within canon since we still don't know the truth) and she is pan

for the vs it's complicated because i have different headcanons depending on the sekai but just know i always see len as trans no matter what

would to love to know what specific/unpopular headcanons everyone else has about the characters in this context!

[juvederm]

my trans josh stuff timeline + hcs

age 7-8 - experienced dysphoria, only wore boys clothes, didn't respond to his birth given name. his dad didn't approve but his mother was supportive. she let him cut his hair and asked what he wanted to be called instead. this was the socially transitioning stage. his mom sorted shit out w the school regarding role call and attendance. none of his classmates rly caught on either

age 12 - with help from his mom, he was able to go on blockers. he dressed very conservative, always covered up and wore beanies a lot. his parents disagreed w each other over his transitioning, since his mom approved basically all of it but his dad didn't (he never said it to josh's face tho)

age 15-16 - went on T, but was only on it for 8 months due to mood complications and just bc he felt comfortable enough with himself and the changes he'd gone thru which had been the significant drop of his voice and facial changes

age 17 - style evolved to less conservative outfits, he actually wore short sleeves and shit instead of covering himself up. boost of confidence really.

headcanons involved in this timeline

- is stealth

- already kinda had a deep voice before T so if anything it just made it even deeper. and having a deep voice before hormones helped him pass so basically he's lucky af and i want to fkn rob him of his gender

- he alternates between a bra and a binder. in public he wears a binder, sometimes at home he wears a bra but when he's just relaxing he doesn't feel the need to do it at all (me)

- he wasn't out at all in hs about anything, not even his sexuality (bisexual but sometimes i go between that and gay idk i can't pick one), he took on this kinda masc straight archetype in order to fit in w the other guys

- not very close w his dad, at first he thought dad being distant was bc of work, but he eventually put it together that his dad didn't really approve

- parents are divorced, they argued a lot over josh's position

- he didn't date like anyone until college but even then he couldn't rly get into it bc of the fear

- his dysphoria isn't rly triggered by feminine clothes or expression, he actually has no problem w feminine presentation (like w accessories and certain clothes), he's just a boy that kept his girl clothes

- speaking of girl clothes, he lended some to jess

- he still likes majority of the stuff he had as a little girl, such as dolls and stuff but he keeps it for the nostalgia if anything

- he uses any pronouns and aligns more w gender fluidity

- is ok w like, being referred to as "girl" (in that gay way you all know it)

there's definitely more to this i'll just have to add it later idk where all my documents went so

[mortyvongola2-0]

HEY THERE!!! May I request something? <3

How about Madara slowly realizing his feelings for reader after denying it for so long! How would he realize? How would he approach the reader?

NSFW would also be welcome 😏

😏😏

I'm sorry these took so long, I would've had them finished yesterday BUT I LOST ALL MY WRITING WHEN I WAS AT THE END and that took all my motivation honestly haha. Sorry if these aren't quite what you were looking for, thank you for asking though

This is both the angstiest, softest, and shortest smut I've ever written.

(These are headcanons but honestly they're more than long enough to make a fic so uh...oops)

Madara Uchiha, though he’d deny it, is the type that would fall first. But he’d equate his feelings to only lust in the beginning. He’d see her first, notice her first, and approach first but all with intention.

The era he comes from is heavy with political marriage. His marriage would most likely already be prearranged. But he'd still approach you, a fling between a man and a woman has nothing to do with someone he hasn't met.

He'd call out to you, "Oi," his gruff voice and rude way of speaking would immediately put you off. You would have no idea who he is, not really up to date on all the ins and outs of shinobi. With an annoyed look on your face, you'd ignore him.

But he wouldn't give up, a ninja is one who endures after all. He'd take every opportunity he could find to approach you again, more interested in the challenge you presented then what he had originally intended. Madara would begin to follow you, without him realizing at first, he'd do it in the name of seeking opportunity but eventually it'd just become a habit.

By that point, you'd know who he is, but the game you started was a bit too fun so you'd purposefully ignore him, a sly smile on your face. You liked infuriating a powerful man like him. His attentions would inflate your ego, if only a little. After all, who else could say they were being pursued by the Madara Uchiha?

The more he'd watch you, the more he'd learn about you. He'd smirk when you'd smile, roll his eyes at the lame jokes you'd tell your village's children. Watching your simple life became a bit of a comfort without his knowledge. Going from the bloody battlefield where any one of his comrades, or even himself, could lose their lives at any moment to watching you and your sleepy village made his heart ache.

But when a rogue shinobi clan invaded your home, he admired not only yours but the bravery of your people. Despite being weak, untrained, and lacking in experience he watched as you all faced your enemy head on. You especially, refused to back down. You'd spit in the face of your would be attacker, anger and spite swirling in your eyes like a storm.

Of course, he saw it as the perfect opportunity. At least, that's what he told himself, but his rage at your potential violation was clear as day as he easily tore into the man who had attempted to harm his property. The rest of that clan were like flies, buzzing around and destroying what was his. He took care of them all.

His anger only mounted when he saw the red irritation marks on your wrists and neck, like proof of his inability to protect you. He'd take your wrist in his own, the sheer difference in size and strength furthering his wrath. What kind of shinobi preyed on such weaklings? Where was their pride? Their sense of honor?

"Thank you," your quiet voice gave him pause. "For saving me."

His grip on your wrist would tighten, his chest uncomfortable. One look from your eyes was enough to placate him and he hated it. How could some helpless girl hold so much sway over him? He was getting too close, he had to fix it. Place some distance before he did something he'd regret.

You flinched, his grip too tight. Madara let go immediately, put on his normal mask of bravado and say, "Why don't you show me just how thankful you are?" He intended to hurt you, he felt his heart squeeze as the words left his lips.

He thought he'd succeeded as he watched you look away from him. There, it's finished, he'd think. No more weakness. But you'd surprise him, your trembling hand reaching out and grabbing his wrist with all your might. It was pathetic. You'd look him straight in the eyes and nod. The Uchiha was dumbstruck.

You'd led him to your home without saying a word, closed and locked the doors before looking back at him with determination. With a nervous approach, you'd get on your tiptoes and place a chaste kiss on his lips. He'd be stock still, you'd be nervous from head to toe. Just this once, he'd think. I'll take advantage of your naivete. Madara would embrace you, envelope you in his large frame, and force his way into your mouth.

Eventually, he'd have you on your back on your futon, clothes off and thrown about the home; your breasts moving with your rapid breaths, your legs spread open with shining arousal coating your inner thighs. You look beautiful, he'd think but while his mouth moved without thought. "How low must your value be for you to give yourself to me."

"If its you," you'd start, your body flushed with pleasure. "I know you've been watching me. I have no qualms giving myself to you." There it was again, that heavy uncomfortable tightness in his chest. He hated it. "You'll regret that," he'd respond, unable to look you in the eye.

Your arms reached out and wrapped around his neck and you pulled him in for a kiss full of all your unspoken feelings. His arms trembled. He didn't need this, the last thing Madara needed was someone else to lose; for more loved ones to be placed in an unmarked grave. But his lips moved instinctively, reciprocating all of your emotions, unspoken word for unspoken word. His hips pushing forward, his member splitting you slowly.

The two of you moved together, breathed together. He had never felt such ecstasy in his life. Grunting in exertion, he spilled his release inside of you and the warmth of his spend caused you to tumble off your own cliff.

He stayed with you until you fell asleep, his mind swirling with thoughts and suppressed feelings. If he stayed with you, he'd never want to leave, his weakness would increase, but if he left he'd never be able to feel your warmth or see your smile again. His clan needed its leader, Izuna an older brother to protect him. Your presence made him wish he could have that dream that Hashirama had spoken of long ago.

Madara made his choice, as hard as it was. He left without a word. Back to the battlefield, back to his clan, back to his brother. He wondered if you cried, if you looked for him, or if this was the outcome you had expected all along.

A few years later found him on his back, giving Hashirama the ultimatum that'd begin the formation of the Uchiha-Senju alliance. As Konoha grew he wondered if this would have happened if he'd stayed. He supposed it was for the better, the village being as important as it was, but the emptiness in his heart continued to remind him of the love he chose to leave.

"Madara," Hashirama called, his usual cheer obvious by his smile. "A new clan arrived today, a civilian one! Isn't it exciting?" The Uchiha's heart skipped a beat but he knew better. Even if it was your people, would you even be with them? Maybe you had married some other man from some other clan. But then Hashirama continued and he said the name of your village and Madara couldn't help but run off toward the new settlement area.

And there you were, the same smile on your face as you told a disgruntled Tobirama one of your lame jokes. There were flowers in your hair, poorly placed and half falling out; a little girl, about three or four years old, with black hair and onyx eyes, gripping your skirts nervously. The resemblance was undeniable, the little girl the picture perfect Uchiha. He felt like he might stop breathing.

Your squinted for a moment and you looked up at the roof he was watching from. Your smile fell, and his heart dropped to his stomach. Of course you were unhappy to see him, he'd saddled you with a child and left. How had he expected anything different? But before he could leave in shame and wallow in his pity, you smiled again and ushered the child forward. You bent at the waist and pointed in his direction saying, "Ito, do you see that man up there?" The girl nodded slowly. "That's your father, and he helped make this village."

A/N: Ito means thread, so RC named their daughter that as she is the red thread connecting her to Madara, which I think is very sweet.

[buckyownsmylife]

I’ve Told You Now - Bucky Barnes smut

The one where alpha!Bucky fucks you in front of the other avengers

Warnings: smut, a/b/o dynamics, public sex, oral (f), p in v, possessiveness

Word count: 2.3k

A/N: Thank you to my lovely @wakingbeauty​ for giving this a read for me! This is strictly the product of mine and @navybrat817​‘s belief that public sex should be more common in A/B/O dynamics, so there you have it 😊 Also, I used a prompt the sweet @jbreenr​ gave me ages ago for a headcanon and I asked to save it for this story since it made such perfect sense! Hope you guys like it! I might write more public sex A/B/O smut in the very near future!

Bucky’s P.O.V.

Everyday was the same. I’d wake up and join the rest of the team for breakfast to find out that despite the fact that someone had saved me a seat, that same someone had thought of a new joke to make at my expense.

If I thought Tony’s nicknames were bad, this was a whole new level. It’s like she wanted to find all the little ways to annoy me, while still remaining mindful of my recovery process and triggers.

I’d never met an omega like that before. Back in my time, omegas were mostly prim and proper, almost shy around alphas, even if they were starting to show a little more skin and entertain the possibility of staying closer to us for longer periods of time.

I wasn’t used to someone who felt so comfortable with my intimidating aura, and the alpha in me definitely couldn’t grow used to seeing so much of her skin all the time. By now, I was sure she was doing it on purpose.

She knew how it affected me, she could smell it - every omega was able to identify when a nearby alpha was aroused. And I knew it turned her on in return. I was also biologically wired to sense that.

It was basically a game of who would break first. And I knew she thought she would win, but my resolve still wasn’t broken.

“Ah… What a lovely day. So full of possibilities… if you’re not a hundred years old,” she quickly added, throwing me a glance that had me rolling my eyes. “What do you say, grandpa? Feel like going out for a run?”

Who knows what I would have answered if she hadn’t decided to pull her hair up right at the second Wanda opened the window to look out into the field? The smile that had been on my face quickly dropped when I was hit with a heavy wave of her scent and my knees buckled as I tried to hold myself back from just jumping on top of her.

Unfortunately, because awareness was not something she seemed capable of having, she did not realize my struggle. “What’s wrong, old man? Can’t even keep up anymore?” The growl that escaped my chest at her joke was all the warning she needed to finally understand what was going on.

“I’ll show you what I can keep up.” I was on her in a second, my consciousness of our surroundings reduced to absolutely nothing. It was only her and me, and the way our lips moved as I guided her back to the couch, until we both fell on top of it.

“Is this what you wanted, huh?” I asked as I tore her shirt with a simple flick of my wrist. “Is this how you wanted it to happen? For me to lose all control and just take you right here?” All that left her was a garbled sound, her hands clawing at my back as I easily got rid of her jeans until they were nothing but scraps on the floor and then exposed her pussy to the tower’s living room.

“Fuck yes,” I growled, immediately leaning down to get a taste of her. Sweet and wet and mine, all mine. I had no idea where that possessive instinct had come from, but I would be crazy to ignore it - especially since it felt like I’d kill and die for her at that very second.

Her hips jerked up, instinctively searching for my tongue, but a breeze of clarity seemed to brush over her and make her sit up on her elbows, looking down at me. I knew what was running through her mind before she said it, and I wasn’t having any of it.

“You better lay back down and let me savor my meal,” I warned, knowing the rest of the team had gathered around to watch the show. I didn’t have to take my eyes off her debauched state to know it, but her gaze was on them, even if the rest of her body was still spread open for anyone to see, uncaring of the fact that we were being watched.

“You poked the beast, now you’ll entertain it,” Steve warned, shaking his head as if to scold us, but when I met his eyes, I could see the glint of desire in them. He wanted to be in my position, he wanted to have his own tongue shoved deep inside my girl’s pussy, and it only made me eat her more hungrily.

“Eyes on me, ‘mega,” I called out to her once I saw her eyes linger on Steve. “Let them watch, that’ll keep them away from you.” She groaned at the possessiveness in my words, but it was the sounds of someone who was relishing in it. And I was relishing in her juices.

“Fuck!” She cursed when I buried my tongue as far as it could go in her, something deep inside of me desperate to be drowning in her scent. “Should have gotten you mad before.”

The thought was amusing to me. Did she really think this was only the result of pent-up anger, and not months of desire and lust that had finally spilled from my weakened resolve?

“Well…” I started, pushing two fingers inside of her to scissor her open for me, although my scent had already made her body as prepared for an Alpha an Omega could get.

I was a bit larger than usual Alphas, though - courtesy of the serum - so I wanted to make sure she wouldn’t go through any pain whatsoever. “You keep me mad all the fucking time, kitten.”

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“With desire or anger, it doesn’t really care,” he continued, like it was any ordinary day and we were chatting in the living room, our usual teasing banter taking over the conversation, instead of him eating me out on the couch in front of all of our teammates while I was spread out for their eyes to take in.

“You’re always a tease to me, in one way or another.” His huge hands massaged the inside of my thighs as he finally lowered himself to suck on my nub again, making me instinctively buck my hips up in search of his tongue.

“Stay…” he ordered in his Alpha tone, and the whine that broke free from my chest was more animal than human now. The way he used his mouth was nothing short of sinful, licking me from ass to clit with an eagerness I had never expected the former Winter Soldier to have.

But I guess today I was discovering all of my fantasies about Bucky had been a bit misplaced. For one, I never thought he’d be the type of Alpha to take me in such a public environment.

In every dirty dream I’d had, Bucky was far too possessive to allow anyone to explore what was his - even if it was only visually - but what I’d come to learn was that while he was definitely dominating, there was a hint of exhibitionism in his craving.

He liked to have people see him break me into a million pieces only to glue me back together with a lick of his tongue. He liked that they were seeing his talent - and I had to admit, by what I saw in his friend’s stare, that they were also admiring me too.

And he got off on that. I didn’t expect it would make me get off too.

“Delicious,” he hummed when he finally pulled away from my cunt, having brought me to my release and licked it off of me. Still, an overwhelming amount of wetness covered the lower part of his face, prompting me to raise myself to my elbows and lick my own juices off of his lips, the omega in me begging to scent him as mine.

“You’re a nasty little bitch, aren’t you?” He chuckled once the surprise faded away, easily manhandling me onto my stomach, the sound of a zipper being opened denouncing that he had undressed.

“Keep fucking me and you’ll find out.” I heard him spitting behind me, a shiver running up my spine as I realized he was playing with himself while looking at me presenting for him.

“Oh, I’ll do much better than that.” That was all the warning I got before I felt the head of his member poking my entrance, slowly but surely sliding in until he had bottomed out.

My whines became intensified when he pulled me up by my hair, his free hand covering my breast to rub my nipple as he whispered, “I’m gonna claim you, sweetheart. You think you’re ready for that? Think you’ll be able to take it?”

I was quickly realizing I had severely underestimated the man inside of me, even if not to the extent he thought I had. I was not ready for that. I don’t think I ever would be, but fuck if I wasn’t gonna take it anyway.

Because it was so much better than I ever imagined it to be.

“No more playing hard-to-get,” Bucky continued, finally starting to move and immediately settling on a punishing pace. “No more teasing me with your short skirts and tempting scent. You’ll be mine now, ‘mega. Forever. How does that sound?”

God, I wanted him to do it. I wanted him to keep exercising this complete control over my body that he had so easily managed to take. His cock was stretching me in ways I’d never been stretched before, his inflated knot slamming against my opening with each thrust.

“Always mocking me… Am I too old for you now?” I shivered as he licked a stripe up my neck. I knew he wouldn’t actually bite me in front of everyone - a claiming ritual was a sacred ritual, even the most feral of Alphas respected the intimacy of that. But the way he was taunting me was all too arousing, I couldn’t deny it. “Tell me.”

His hand squeezed my hip, looking for an answer. I tried to open my mouth, but nothing came out. His palm slipped further down, finding my clit, and as two fingers rubbed my own juices, around it, I screamed.

“N-No!” Bucky chuckled against my neck, body continuing his onslaught against mine as he nuzzled my scent gland. “Y-you’re not too old for me. Take me, take me please.” His coos were too provoking, making me cry out loud at the mocking sound.

“Aw, kitten…” His warm mouth breathed the next words against my ear, “I already did.” He turned my face towards his with his fingers tangled in my hair, engulfing my mouth with his.

“Alright.” A familiar voice spoke from not too far, startling me for a second as I once again was reminded that we were still very much surrounded by our team. “You two might just be the sexiest mates I’ve ever seen fuck.”

A growl escaped Bucky’s chest at hearing someone refer to us as mates for the first time, and I panted in need, desperate to cum, desperate for him. “Seen a lot of mates fuck, Romanoff?” He nibbled at my ear, hands roaming over my body as if to make it very clear to every person watching that they could look all they wanted, I was still his.

“You have no idea.” Looking over a bit to the side from where she was seated, there rested Sam’s almost limp body, a hand curled over his boner as his eyes never wavered from the place I was connected to the man behind me.

“Well, I know what I’m gonna think about tonight.” Something between a laugh and a moan escaped me, making Bucky growl again, hands pushing me back down onto the couch as his hips picked up the pace with which they’d ruin me.

To say I was soaked was the understatement of the century. I could feel it, running down my thighs, drenching the couch underneath me. I don’t know how we’d be able to use it again, but that was the least of my concerns in the moment.

“I am begging you to let me lick her pussy after you guys are done,” came Tony’s voice, and I knew Bucky would growl in his direction just from the way his fingers pressed tightly on the flesh of my hips. “Not that type of Alpha, sorry, I got it.”

I heard his footsteps retreating quickly, probably scared of what Bucky would do to him once we were done, but in the Alpha’s defense, Tony seemed to disappear from his mind the second he left the room, all of his senses directed to me and his goal of making me cum around his cock.

“C’mon, kitten,” he whispered, fingers easily locating my clit to play with me as he pulled me up to rest against his chest one more. “Come for me, milk me dry.” That was all I needed to give him what he wanted, and although I was anticipating to moan loudly as I creamed his knot, his mouth covered mine to swallow all of my sounds in a deep kiss, hands protectively covering me while pawing at my breasts at the same time.

“Steve,” Bucky called after he managed to catch his breath, having fallen on top of me on the couch once his knot popped open. “I won’t be able to work out with you today.”

I looked up as best as I could to find Steve already staring at us, although red from head to toe. “That’s understandable,” he spoke in a thick, rough voice that I barely recognized as his. “You seem to have worked out enough already.”

Bucky stopped running his nose against my cheek at his friend’s attempt at teasing, a slow smirk taking over his face as he joined me and stared at his friend. “Oh, I’m not nearly done,” he warned. “You’re more than welcome to join us for some cardio, if you want to.”

The soft smile Steve sent our way told us everything we needed to know about his plans for the evening.

[aikoiya]

I see a lot of people saying that Danny is trans or gay or some other member of the alphabet mafia & that they're reasoning involves him being half-ghost.

But, I can't help but feel like that's a very poor reason.

For one, you choose to transition. It can't be an accident unless you're coerced, but even then, a choice was made to change your body.

Like, of course you don't choose to be trans, but you do choose to go through with the actual transition itself.

Danny did not get to choose to become a half-ghost. It was an accident where he fucking died! Then he was ripped back to life!

Like, don't get me wrong. I do see the parallels of hiding a major part of yourself from your parents, but it's still not a very good comparison.

In fact, when he first did get the chance to choose, he chose to go back to being what he was before. Then, for everyone else's sake, he chose to help anyway which resulted in him becoming Phantom again, but even then, he still didn't choose to become Phantom, it just sort of happened.

The closest thing I can compare that to is a doctor botching something at the hospital like spilling acid over Danny's genitals at a young age, then he transitions the kid against his will. Danny's miserable & tries to hide this fact for 2 years because, suddenly, he's lost something of himself; before deciding for himself to detransition, then deciding to help the doctor who essentially ruined his life anyway, only to be forced back into transing again, but this time, he's just gonna give up & live with it.

That's like saying, "Transition even if you don't want to & if you detrans, we'll force you to transition again until you give up & just decide to live with the consequences!" 8D

Do you really want that to be the message of your movement?!

Like, sure, Jenny from My Life As A Teenage Robot makes sense to be trans, especially by today's standards. Why? Because she WANTS TO BE HUMAN DESPITE BEING A ROBOT BY NATURE!!

Though, I don't think anyone can rightly say she's transfem because all her mother's other XJs appeared to be female too, so why just suddenly change that?

But she actually is canonically transpecies. Literally, she's transhuman. Canonically!

Not to mention, the creator of MLaaTR went out & said that they were flattered by the comparison, making it more than okay to headcanon it!

Like, it was okay before anyway because headcanon doesn't need to follow canon. But, now it's okay to regard it as canon too!

And that's the difference! Hartman denied it, making it noncanon!

As for being gay canonically? Not once have I ever seen him be interested in a guy! He's been plenty interested in girls, but no guys in that way.

Like, I could maybe flex enough to see him as bi, but I cannot see him as gay because it doesn't make sense as far as his character goes. He likes girls. Full stop! That is canon & you can see that in the way he interacts with them!

You can say he's gay in your headcanon & I may not agree with you, but that wouldn't matter because it's your headcanon & you can do whatever you want in your headcanon! You could make him a 6 foot blue alien with purple spots if you wanted!

So, as you can see. There is a difference!

Like, it's just fine to hc these things. It isn't okay to present them as canon when they aren't though!

You can make your own opinions, but you can't make your own facts.

Truth is truth. Reality is reality. Fiction is fiction. And Danny is not trans canonically.

Like, you can't just say that the sky of Galifrey is canonically green because it's not. The skies of Galifrey are red! Canonically!

You can write a fanfiction where Galifrey's skies are green, but don't say that they're green in the show & try to pass it off as fact because they're not!

That's called lying!

As for you jerks getting onto me about Word of God. I'm an aspie! I find comfort in rules & structure & the rules are that the creator defines canon, fans define fanon, & the individual defines headcanon! By picking on me for that, you're being ableist bigots!