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wysteria-bloom · 6 months

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⚝ " mine, all mine "

How do the hazbin boys kiss you

Warnings : I mentioned 'lady' in lucifer's part, but the reader can still be interpreted as whatever gender ya want. Highly suggestive on both Lucifer and Vox's parts.

Genre : Fluff, suggestive

A/n : this account has been doing so well lately and I just want to say thank you so much. I love every single comment you guys send in and the support is so appreciated. You're the reason I get the motivation to write these silly little stories so thank you.

Characters : alastor, Vox, lucifer

▢ alastor ⍋

- Sweet as cream -

"Al, can you pass me the cream?" You asked politely, stirring your coffee absentmindedly. Your eyes didn't lift from your book, too engrossed in the scene that was playing out.

Your boyfriend hummed, currently in the middle of his meal and looked at the cream sitting next to him," I'm not sure, darling. Can I?" He teased out, his ever-present grin stretching mischievously.

You blinked at his response and looked up from your book, raising an eyebrow at him," Well, I would like to think my lovely boyfriend isn't incompetent." You replied bluntly, a sweet tone to your voice as your head tilted to the side.

"Frankly? My wonderful partner is being rather rude at the moment and doesn't seem to be deserving of the cream!" He shot back just as sweetly.

"Oh-hoh? Is that right?" Your eye twitched, smile dropping ever so slightly," Well, perhaps I can show you just how rude I can be when you're banished to the couch, hm?"

"What a card to pull, my dear!" He placed his face in his hands, eyes sparkling with amusement and glee," I must really be pushing your pretty little buttons."

There was a small growl at the back of your throat but you were quick to push it down with a cough, but from Alastor's perked up ears and widening grin, he had heard you.

"Alastor, love of my life, how can I stop you from being a pain in my ass today?" You asked, making sure your tone was light with gentleness despite your foul language.

He let out his typical 'hm', his eyes narrowing in thought as one of his claws tapped his chin,"... A kiss may just suffice."

You blanched at him,"... are you that emotionally chaotic that you have to irritate me to request for a kiss?"

"..." He began to slowly push the cream towards the edge of the table, a challenging glint in his eyes.

His actions basically answered your question, however.

"Oh my-... Okay! Okay." You begrudgingly got up from your seat and walked around the table to your tall deer-man whilst he only watched you with a cute little sparkle in his eyes.

You reached a hand out gently, brushing a knuckle against his cheek before cupping it. The smile couldn't stop from spreading across your lips when you saw him lean into your loving touch. He's come so far where sudden touches are concerned and you've never been more proud.

You leaned down, smile still on your face and you took note of the prideful grin on Alastor's lips as he looked at your lips," Don't look so happy with yourself - you're being a scoundrel, yknow?"

"Oh dear, a scoundrel?" He breathed, pretending to be devastated at the revelation," Whatever can I do to get back into your good graces, my love?"

You leaned down, lips brushing his," Good question..." Your hand fell from his face and you brushed a thumb onto the cream before bringing the white treat to his lips, swiping it across his bottom one,"... Give me what I asked for from the beginning?"

And with that, Alastor closed the gap between you both, lips moulding together perfectly. You hummed into the kiss, cupping his face softly to deepen the kiss, your tongue swiping across his bottom lip to clean the cream off.

At this, the passionate kiss got all the more sweeter. Alastor's hands fell to your hips, kneading the flesh like dough as he focused on the feeling of your soft lips against his.

When you both pulled away for a break, you were left panting against eachothers lips. The red-haired demon smiled widely, eyes lidded," I trust that this has qwelled our little rivalry, hm?"

"I dunno..." you pecked his lips and gave him a teasing grin," You still seem like a scoundrel to me."

Alastor chuckled lowly, "Then let me remind you of how much of a gentleman I can be," dragging you into another sweet kiss.

▢ vox ᯤ

- underlying spice -

"Vox, you're- ah~... You're gonna be fuckin' late idiot," You grunted out as he nipped at your neck, the feeling of his teeth sending literal pulses of electricity through your veins.

He had you caged to his desk, chest pushing against yours. Your bodies were so close together that you could feel a low and pleasurable buzz between you both.

He groaned against your neck," You think I give a shit about meetings when I have you pressed against me like this?" His sharp teeth grazed your skin teasingly, but there was the underlying threat of breaking your skin with them," and you're sooo fuckin' pretty like this too... I'm offended you'd think I'd abandon you in a state like this, babe."

Your hands gripped onto his shirt, giving him a threatening undertone as well," I am not letting you back out of a meeting I've been planning for months just 'cause you wanna get your fucking dick wet." You gritted out, but still not pushing him away.

"You're so bratty today." He pulled from your neck to grin down at you crookedly, an almost lazy tilt to his eyes," only makes me want you more."

"Well, you don't get that privilege dipshit. You need to go. Now." You frowned up at him, tapping his screen with a clawed finger.

"Stop acting like you don't want me to get you off. We both know that's not fuckin' true." He deadpanned.

"I can just go to Val for help." You shrugged absentmindedly," No biggie."

There was a low growl from him as moved his hands to your thighs, lifting you onto his desk suddenly. You yelped from the action and stared on in shock and arousal.

"Stop fucking fighting me on this." He mumbled, leaning in close to your face as his eyes narrowed," as if Val couldn't compare to me- are you fucking shitting me?" He seemed genuinely offended at the notion," You're both power-bottoms, how would that even work?"

"I dunno..." you tried to gain the higher ground by playing with some lint on his suit," I could top, this one time..." you leaned close to his face, an unhinged glint in your eyes," Juuuust to piss. You. Off..."

Suddenly, Vox surged forwards, capturing your lips in his. Almost instantly, his tongue is shoved down your throat, the buzzing of electricity making you moan. You gripped onto his jacket desperately, wanting to deepen the kiss even further but he refused. He set the slow and erotic pace of the kiss, claw digging into your hips to try and control himself. His other hand entangled into your hair, tugging ever so slightly to shove his tongue further into your mouth for more exploration.

Red liquid drooled from his mouth, the same coming from you too as you gasped and moaned into this rough kiss. You could swear the buzzing coming from his tongue was turning your brain into mush, making you forget about your previous grievances and think about him, him, him.

When he pulled from you, trail of red saliva connecting your lips as you panted breathlessly.

"... You're such a whiny fucking baby about everything." You grumbled.

Vox only grinned maniacally, knowing that meant you had given in," and you're easy to push over the edge, baby."

To celebrate his accomplishment of getting out of a meeting to rail you instead, he played an applause sound and people cheering from his screen to really rub it in your face, grin widening at the sight of the twitch of a smile on your lips.

"Oh, shut up!" You laughed out before wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into another kiss.

▢ lucifer morningstar ⚝

- taste of home -

"Hon, I'm happy for you and everything, but isn't this a little bit excessive?" You mumbled out, a look of concern on your face as you watched him run around his office like a headless chicken to find a thin paintbrush.

"Pffft- Whaaat? No!" He waved his hand dismissively and grinned like a madman as he tinkered away at a little duck, hand painting meticulously," this is the perfect birthday present for her!" He then looked at you from over his shoulder, giving you lidded eyes and a charming grin," just trust the process, pretty."

Your heart fluttered at the nickname and you huffed, giving into his wild ideas as usual. His wonderful mind was a force to be reckoned with, and when he has a plan then there's no stopping him.

"You've been painting ducks for the passed three hours, though." You pointed out and walked over to him when his back was turned, wrapping your arms around his shoulders from behind. He didn't even react to your touch, continuing to paint the little ducky like it was his final mission in life.

But he did lean into your touch, however. Maybe he isn't a lost cause after all.

He didn't answer you, but you couldn't help but watch him. His hand moving methodically. You already knew what duck this was going to be, it was almost a perfect replica of Charlie.

But as a duck. Duh.

You smiled softly at the sight of it, watching for a minute or so before you leaned down to his neck, opening your mouth to whisper," Earth to Lou~..." you cooed out gently.

His shoulders tensed and his movements paused, a shiver running down his spine. He bit his lip and then gulped," y-yea-... ahem... yeah?" He could feel his cheeks growing hot at the press of your warm lips to the back of his neck.

"When are you gonna take a break?..." You hummed, trailing your kisses across his neck.

He set the duck down slowly, your affection having a grip on him,"... Now seems like a good time." He hummed back, head tilting to the side to give you more access.

"What a good answer~" you breathed out prasingly, lips sucking a little love bite to the back of his neck which made him moan lowly.

"Y-you're killing me here, beautiful..."

You chuckled," Kind of the idea, hon." Tapping his shoulder, you kissed his cheek," how about you turn around, hm? You can make it up to me with a kiss."

"Make... make it up to you?"

"Make up for ignoring me."

He smirked and turned around in your arms, wrapping his own around your waist, chin resting on your chest as he looked up at you," Oh yeah? My pretty lady wanted attention, huh?" He teased out gently with that heart-warmingly charming grin.

"No no no. You don't get to turn this on me, you tease." You grunted out, brows furrowing as you tapped his forehead.

"And why not?" He challenged, grin never falling.

"... because."

"What groundbreaking reasoning!" He laughed and then pulled you into his lap. A hand trailed up and down your spine lightly, the other moving to pull you closer into him by the waist," If you wanted attention, you could have just said, honey."

"You would have won, then."

"Who says I'm not winning right now?"

You pressed your forehead against his, eyes narrowing," Me."

"... and your word is final, yeah?" His amusement was clear," The King of Hell's word is worthless compared to yours?"

You giggled," correct."

He huffed out a breath of amusement and brought one of your hands to his lips, licking your wrist with a sultry glint to his eyes," Oh, wow... then I guess I really have to step my game up then, eh?"

Watching him with warm cheeks, you nodded with a gentle smile to your lips, "You do."

He brought you close to his face by cupping the back of your neck, pressing a gentle yet passionate kiss to your lips. His tongue immediately licking your bottom lip for permission to enter. You opened your mouth for him, humming lowly in pleasure as your hands ran through his hair.

His lips were warm and soft, they felt like home. The gentleness balanced out with the dominance and sent the perfect shivers throughout your body.

His touch to your back was soothing, claws sliding up and down; drawing patterns, spelling out your name and then his and then drawing a heart around it.

Fuck, he was so cheesy but it only made your love grow more.

#hazbin hotel x y/n #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel x reader #lucifer morningstar x reader #lucifer x y/n #lucifer x reader #lucifer x you #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #alastor x reader #vox x y/n #vox x you #vox x reader #im down-bad for lucifer 24 fucking 7

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dingodad · 2 months

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please god i need to know what U think of the whole “jadebloods are all female!” thing because i got into homestuck in 2019 around the time of friendsim and (retching) Lanque so i always assumed they were explicitly intended to be an all-female caste. however, re-reading the comic this year, i couldnt find a mention of it other than virgo and the Space aspect being really feminine, but i think kanayas journey with motherhood is more kanaya-centric than All-Jadebloods centric??

on one hand, it makes sense given that alternia has very real gendered oppression, so what’s better for that than CATHOLICISM?? on the other hand, i always saw kanaya as being transfem coded, because it connects so well with roxy yknow.. homestuck fans love to insist that certain characters just have to be cis women (kanaya, jade, roxy)

(as an aside; was “long hair was butch on alternia” a one off joke? i like speculation about alternia’s fashion opposing earth, lol)

most all of our basis for explicitly gendered interpretation of Alternia comes from act 6 intermission 3, where Aranea tells us that "jade 8loods were also an almost exclusively female caste". so the door has always been open for there to be "some male jadebloods". but it's a mistake to view this as having anything to do with any kind of "biological sex". the whole idea of biological sex among trolls is a smoke screen. the jadebloods' assigned gender at birth is "jadeblood". this is what makes them a feminised caste.

Caliborn doesn't have a clue what biological sex is. Aranea will tell you that there are boy cherubs and girl cherubs, but for your own sanity you need to cast this idea out of your mind: cherub sex takes place between good and evil cherubs - which is determined by their blood - and anything else is just roleplay. Caliborn's attitude toward sexing is that the ones he likes are boys - that's all the thought that goes into it. and that's the mindset we need to be aware of when we delve into understanding troll gender. there are some trolls who have breast tissue and some who don't, but they aren't "mammaries" in any sense, so there's no reason to believe they're actually sexual characteristics of any kind; maybe this is what Lord English chose to base his gender schema on, but the idea that this means there must be "male trolls" and "female trolls" is completely imagined for the narrative convenience of the human reader.

when we read that there are "male-dominated" highblood castes and therefore by implication female-populated lowblood castes, it's not by some coincidence of biology: the highblood castes are male-dominated BECAUSE they are highblood castes. each caste has a role to play in Caliborn's Alternia, and just as the highblooded roles are those of patriarchal domination, the lower castes must take on roles of feminised submission; and in the case of the jades in particular, this means breeding duties. the fact that this also comes with the expectation to wear makeup and pretty clothes is just more roleplay.

so tl;dr what i think of "the all jadebloods are female thing" is that it is very obviously true but in a way more 5 dimensional gender studies way than anyone else tends to mean when they say it

my pet "long hair was butch on alternia" headcanon - which is a joke but in the way all headcanons about alternia should be jokes of some kind - actually kind of relates to this lol. bc i figure that if gendered expectations of female trolls includes working in disgusting underground caverns filled with genetic material, it's going to be practical to keep your hair close to your head where it won't get dirty, in much the same way the feminist image of the short-haired woman became popular in the west during and after world war 2, wherein a lot of women had to start wearing their hair close to their heads to avoid scalping themselves in the factory machinery they suddenly had to start working with. hence kanaya dedicated to her assigned feminine role and wearing her hair short vs. porrim rebelling against it for feminist reasons and thus wearing her hair at a length that would be totally impractical for wading through gene pools.

#i had someone get mad at me once for saying this bc it implied vriska was butch or whatever.#which idgaf about. any further interpretations you make about the other girl trolls based on this are out of my hands #anyway i wont apologise for making this so long bc im sure at this point it's what you all want out of me when you ask this stuff LOL #homestuck #for tha record. i have written articles about each caste on the mspa wiki. all my sources r there you dont ALWAYS need to do your own rsrch

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tavina-writes · 1 year

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I started writing an essay in the tags of a post that was not strictly related to this topic but started getting me thinking and realized I should just. Make my own post about this because I have kind of been sitting on this frustration for a while? And mmmm idk how to feel about this.

(For the record, the post that inspired this is this one.)

I want to make it clear UPFRONT that I am not knocking on ANYONE's interpretations of NHS or about having gender headcanons about a character in general. I think people can headcanon NHS as whichever gender they like because those interpretations are fun and exciting and I like to read about those too.

What I have been getting progressively iffy on, and am not entirely clear on how to express until I came across the above post is the idea that 'NHS is femme-coded because he has femme-coded hobbies' or 'NHS is very gender/gender nonconforming because he likes to paint and doesn't like exercise/practice his saber' or 'NHS is not very masc in comparison to his brother and people in his society put him down/are irritated with him/react to him differently because his gender presentation is more femme.'

And I think what's always kind of boggled me about interpretations like these that I've mentioned above is because...

Hobbies like keeping birds* and painting and calligraphy and poetry** and being well dressed and fashionable*** were strongly masculine coded scholar gentry hobbies for bored rich men**** in historical China. People react to NHS they way they do in text (at least from what I can understand of the social norms of the MDZS jianghu) because NHS is determined to be a particularly foppish dandy and also yknow, actively wailing about his many problems.

So, I think the tldr of this is that: NHS can be interpreted as whatever gender people would like! But his society and his peers and the other characters are not reacting to him in a certain way because he's femme-coded, they're reacting to him that way because he's an irritating asshole and kind of foppish (affectionate)

*keeping birds (as pets and not like, just raptors for hunting) was a rich man's hobby in Ancient China from at least the Zhou dynasty, though which birds were popular as pets (everything from parrots to orioles) differed depending on the dynasty, but the Ming and Qing dynasties were extremely big on pet birds in rich people's houses in particular.

**it is unclear if NHS is particularly good at say, painting or calligraphy OR poetry but the point is that he appears to like these things

***men's fashion has been a wild beast throughout the ages both in the east and the west, and men have done things for fashion like wearing gaudy archer's rings to show off archery skills they didn't have, high heels, Song dynasty men wore flowers in their hair, and my own personal unfavorite: the Qing Dynasty queue.

****the four gentlemanly arts were for example: qin qi shu hua -- playing the qin (music), weiqi (Go if you want to use the Japanese name for the game), shu (calligraphy), and hua (painting). See brief wikipedia summary about the four arts here. There were different things also included in the education of an aristocratic gentleman in pre-imperial China but we have no time to delve into that in this post. HMU for more info if you want it because I love to talk about historical things.

#nie huaisang #meta #my meta #again I'm not trying to say don't headcanon him a certain way #headcanon him whatever way you like!!!!#I too LOVE a good gender exploration #but people canonically react to him the way they do because he's IRRITATING AS FUCK (affectionate)#and not bc his hobbies are gnc #they're actually really gender conforming 😔😔😔

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freckliedan · 27 days

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wait i’m loving this can you elaborate more on the moon card for dan and death card for phil? and what your interpretation is?

i agree that they’ll need a little post tour break but that it’ll be more definitive, like ‘hey we’re going to take 4-6 weeks to chill so don’t expect anything’ kind of thing.

i mean phil's very clearly heading in that direction; death is about massive amounts of change. phil very clearly wasn't going to have a crazy girl era at the same time as dan, like?

in a long term relationship sometimes overlapping bad days are unavoidable but often you can like. take turns having a truly "i'm figuring out who i am and being insane and trying new things and processing some stuff for a while" era.

and i think dan and phil's relationship is healthy, but that phil also put a lot on hold for years that he didn't even realize he wasn't processing. but it froze him up. and dan had his crazy girl era first after they came out because it was still a part of his necessary journey yknow? and until touring WAD dan still hadn't fully self-actualized as an individual outside of the context of his relationship with phil.

so now it's phil's turn to reinvent/rediscover himself. to go crazy ahh go stupid. and we've been seeing the slow build of that, the phlonde is a MASSIVE early piece of it, but like. 2025. mark my words. will be for the fucking phillies.

the moon as dan's tarot card of 2025 goes CRAZY. btw. it's about emotions/dreams/intuition/anxieties+fears/possibilities and discerning what is true for you when things are unclear; it's very much so a card related to one's inner world and how connected they are to it.

and the moon can be very directly connected to femininity.

dan howell. gender is coming for you bad.

i do not think the moon will be an easy card for dan to integrate the learning from? considering the way he overthinks. but i'm also completely unsurprised that tour is going to contribute to something like this? i was already kind of anticipating the possibility but it wasn't something i was willing to Predict (tm) before.

but like. it matches the pattern. tour means interfacing with a lot of fans and we know that interactive introverts had a massive impact on dan's processing and readiness to share about his sexuality. so many of us are very gendery now and dan's been talking a lot about gender in the last year.

and now he's going to get whammied by the fucking moon. >:)

whatever. anyways. phil's gonna blow everyone's dicks plumb off with never before seen confidence and hotness and dan's getting a new gender. as far as i can tell.

#jam replies #anon #tarot #predictions #much of the dan writeup got sent in replies to my prev ask ^_^#dan howell gender truthing

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asmodeauxx · 9 months

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HEY HEY HI HI HDHDEJSJ MY BRAIN HAS BEEN TAKEN OVER BY UR ART (I am normal)

I don’t mean to come across rude or pushy btw (if I do) ANYWAYS

1. How old is Narinder and the Lamb in your au? I imagine like, ancient for Narinder, but how much time has passed since the canon story for our favorite cult leader?

2. Does the lamb use they/them pronouns? Regardless they give me MAJOR gender envy (compliment)

3. Is the mysterious floating eyeball god thingie going to show up? If they do, would that be a good or a bad thing? (They scary 💀)

4. Do we have an oficial name for “the lamb”? Bc I keep saying the lamb but like what do they/insert correct pronouns here go by?

5. How much power did Narinder keep from his godhood, if any at all?

6. Where exactly does this AU take place in the canon timeline? As in, like relics of the past and all that (if that makes sense 😭)

ANYWAYS I LOVE UR AU, SORRY IF ANY OF THESE QUESTIONS HAD OBV ANSWERS OR CANT BE ANSWERED BC IT’LL BE REVEALED LATER, HAVE A GOOD DAY ! : D

you have no idea how long i've been wanting to push these answers out,,,/pos

DDUP takes place around 40-50 years after the games ending, and which in turn starts at the beginning of Relics of The Old Faith! Their ages aren't properly estimated, but they are ranged! Narinder is ranging from 2000-3000 years old while the Lamb is a mere 300-400 years in comparison! (It took a long while for the Lamb to free Narinder)

2. The Lamb indeed does use they/them pronouns!

3. The Mystic Seller is scripted to show up (as evident of it starting at the beginning of Relics) but to say whether it's good or bad,,, up to your interpretation for now ;)

4. I indeed have an official name for the Lamb! Of course, I won't be able to share it now (only till plot demands such!)

5. Narinder kept a good chunk of his powers! (albeit not as strong as it used to be) he also got a handy new trick down his sleeve literally

This is a ref image I made on his powers that I've shown so far!

(i've posted this image before on my old acc but,, yknow,,,)

6. I hadn't realised this was a later question jhfdsh, but yeah! Takes place during Relics of The Old Faith!

#cult of the lamb #cult of the lamb au #cotl au #cotl lamb #the lamb #cotl narinder #narinder #the one who waits #death do us part #ask #i literally love it when i get long asks #ARFGHFSF i need to spew my nonsense...

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lillified · 11 months

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What’s your thoughts about gender in Transformers specifically because I really love your take on the characters

that’s a good question! I’ve given a few different answers about this in the past, and I guess the simple answer would be I want people to interpret it in whatever way is most meaningful to them. The long answer is it’s complicated!

personally I believe that human gender dichotomy is entirely arbitrary. gender doesn’t preclude a set of behaviors or characteristics, but it affects how people treat you, and, in many cases, how you’re taught to view yourself.

One of my biggest pet peeves with how gender is handled in stuff like Transformers, where you’re dealing with things like sci fi or fantasy non-humans, is how literal and inherent it often is. Because we as people are writing from the perspective of a society where gender is taught as an immutable social framework, a lot of our art reflects this. However, when the issue of gender being arbitrary is brought up, instead of acknowledging its presence as an oversight, or an intentional thematic parallel, the go-to response is usually to codify it into canonical rule.

An example in Transformers would be how “female” Transformers were made into a subclass or subspecies to justify why they existed and why there were so few of them. Though you can argue from that as a technically sound retcon, this obviously does not solve the real life issue of why those creative decisions actually happened. It’s a fantasy excuse to justify a disinterest in engaging with “women” characters (while obviously the transformers are not human women, if it quacks like a duck, yknow?)

there have been other explanations of robot gender in the past, but I’ve never really been a fan of any of them, personally. The one I can think of that is most recent is the explanation that the gender dichotomy came about from the transformers learning about gender binary from other alien species (which they effectively colonized). While I personally think this is a step up, both as a writing decision and from a thematic perspective, my main issue with this is that this explanation says the “male” transformers are the essential “default.” The girls have all opted in/transitioned into their gender (which I think is cool, and should be something that happens more in transformers!). that being said, though, I fundamentally disagree with the idea that masculine and genderless should be inherently synonymous.

Femininity or girlhood (which are not inherently the same either, but I digress) being seen and portrayed as secondary is, surprisingly enough, not a very feminist or gender-abolitionist friendly idea! Of course this isn’t the biggest issue facing the women of the world, but I think it is essentialist in its own way, and is a fine example of the tricky nature of deconstructing gender in something that is fundamentally tied to it. On a side tangent, it also pretty much completely eliminates transmasculine representation, which I feel is unfortunate when having a gender binary in the first place only really serves to symbolize the range of human expression. Point being it’s imperfect and while I’m not claiming to have the perfect solution to this problem, I want to at least open the doors a little more for other people, potentially.

In my work I choose to make the genders as close to human as possible because ultimately they are humanoid robots, and I think if you are going to account for anthropocentric bias at all it wouldn’t hurt for there to be more representation overall. The robots are inherently sexless and their gender is inherently arbitrary, like humans (it is also partially the result of cultural imposition, also like humans), and though they lack many of the issues of a gendered society, it affects them and their social lives in a way people can probably relate to. “Man” and “woman” aren’t the only genders that exist, either, and, like humans, there are a range of different identities they can freely transition between.

I’d honestly rather not care too much about the specifics of why. There are reasons, purely social/societal ones, but I think that’s less important than the fact that they experience the consequences. I want people to be able to see themselves a little where they have not been allowed to previously where “humanoid” aliens and creatures have been concerned. If you exist, a robot can have your gender, I promise :)

Anyway, that was a very long winded response! I hope this answered your question, at least somewhat. Thanks again for submitting!

#transformers #ask #text #text post

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fortemelody · 5 months

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(context you prob need for this story: i am gender-fluid)

a lil rant about a moment i had recently

i remember going to the mall with someone i had never hung out with before about a month ago and wanting to look presentable.

it kinda hit me that day that how i interpreted“presentable” in my mind was automatically feminine despite this friend literally being someone else in the lgbtq+ community as well (so they would’ve accepted me now matter how i presented). nevertheless, i curled my hair and made sure my makeup was perfect.

i came home after a very long day, looked at myself in the mirror and just kinda went in my head “this isn’t me”.

it honestly was a terrifying but much needed realization. i obviously don’t feel like this all the time becus of my gender changing constantly, and also my brain just decides to like certain feminine things over others too (for example i discovered a new found love for painting my nails earlier this year; something i used to not like). no matter what gender i feel like though, i think a good basis to live by now is if i can look at myself and be satisfied with what i see at that current moment.

i’m still learning a lot more about myself though and it’s honestly quite frustrating. before this moment i haven’t felt much dysphoria, but now i think i do to a degree. like it definitely doesn’t anxiously overtake my life (that’s just how i personally feel and i am grateful for that) but it’s to the point where i did actually just get a binder (yippee!) and stopped wearing most makeup. im also confused as to if i actually “feel” like a boy or if i just wanna dress like one (both are valid i just genuinely don’t know regarding myself 😭). and finally the worse offender: i’m so worried that due to my confusing and not fairly dramatic dysphoria that this is just a “phase” even though i would never tell this god awful phrase to any other trans person and it’s been over three years since i came out to my friends.

being gender-fluid literally got me tweakin like ohmygoddhgkgkgkrlelsl why couldn’t god just give me ONE GENDER LIKE WHO JAMMED THE PRINTER IN HEAVEN

yknow how there’s that sayin “april showers bring may flowers” okay well what about “may dysphoria brings pride month euphoria” LIKE PRETTY PLEASE YALLL I CANT DO THIS NO MO ☹️☹️☹️

#genderfluid #lgbtq #lgbtqia #pride month #trans #transgender #lgbtq community #lgbt pride #lgbtqplus #dysphoria #transmasc #trans pride #i went a little insane at the end #oopsies #call me edgar allen poe the second the way i made up that saying #tweakin in this bitch bruh #send help

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firefly--bright · 1 year

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Heaven

jean kirstein x gender neutral!reader. modern au!

warnings : none!

a/n : i know I promised chapters of belonging and the new girl fic but. i have no excuse i started college and have been SO busy between socialising like a Normal Human Being and assignments I literally have no time but I heard this one (1) song from mitski's new album and yeah. that's it. thats all. maybe the real fics were the mitski songs we heard along the way. i hope you guys enjoyed this!

inspired by this song by mitski!

taglist : @holding-infinity-and-a-book @mrsnobodynobody

masterlist is in pinned post! ✿ taglist is open! ✿ requests for jean kirstein and Reiner Braun are open! ✿

"so what you're saying is you'd rather kill a man with your bare hands than-"

"no! that's what you heard. i simply said something that's completely up to interpretation," you say, laughing. Jean's own laughter rings out in your bedroom, his presence creating a dip in your mattress.

"totally not what you were saying," he argues, still with a smile laced into his tone. you heard it, even if you were mockingly rolling your eyes.

"im simply the artist, jean, you can percieve what I said in any way. not my fault-" you say, cutting yourself short with a laugh as he scoffed loudly, "not my fault you want to see it in a negative light."

"yeah, yeah, you and your words. you're gaslighting me right now, I hope you know." he says, crossing his arms infront of his chest. you laugh softly again, shaking your head.

"oh, look who's using his big words now."

he laughs at that, and you swear your heart almost gives out. making people laugh is an achievement in your own terms, but somehow, making jean laugh sounds prettier. it sounds beautiful, a sound meant only for your ears to listen to. he doesn't cover his mouth when he laughs, unashamed of laughing at your jokes, his shoulders shaking with the weightlessness of being with you.

there was a low warmth in your room. between the illumination of your soft orange desk lamp and Jean's imperial warmth beside you - your belly felt full and aching with laughter. you supposed thats how you always felt with him, full and light and aching just a little - enough for you to appreciate it. jean wipes the corner of his eye with his index finger, an action you take as a win. you hoped his own belly ached as much as yours did. if he didn't love you back, atleast he'd be in the same boat as you, and maybe that would be better than being in love with you. less of a liability, more of a space, the same weightlessness.

the end of his laughter forces a pause in your conversation-turned-banter. and for the first time, you didn't feel the need to fill in the spaces. the large gaps were already filled with concrete - the comfortability of each other. maybe that was better than being in love with you, less of a trap, more of an understanding.

you lay your head on his shoulder with a small smile still on your face. he lets you, as if your warmth was meant to entangle with his own, as if his heat was less of a home to him than yours was. he inhales, something you can feel, before he starts his sentence. his arms are still crossed over his chest, his hands laying on his biceps, his thumb doing the small and endearing thing it does; stretching away from his palm, almost towards you, like he's reaching out, fidgeting. his thumb taps on his bicep before he starts speaking. you close your eyes, content.

"yknow, when I was small, like 5 yeard old, I wanna say? my mom would have to pry me away from the neighbour's dog. his name was leo-" you stifle a laugh at that. all dogs are named Leo, somehow, you want to say, but you let him continue. "and he was this mixed breed little guy. a beaglier, and he would always wag his tail when he saw me. i didn't," he says, pausing a little, and you can almost visualise how he's talking as if you aren't sitting side by side but facing him entirely. it's a pause of quiet acceptance, "i didn't have that many good friends, if any, so I would cry everytime my mom told me to go play with the other guys. but as soon as I saw Leo my day would be better. i loved that dog. even before moving away for college, i knew i'd miss him more than any of the people I was friends with." you lace your fidgeting hand with his. they're warm and calloused and accepting, almost eagerly. and then he's quiet again, and you're smiling again, but it's only again because it sounded pathetic to say you never stopped smiling with him.

maybe it wasn't pathetic, just more vulnerable. you hum as an agreement to his story, letting him know that even if your eyes were closed, your ears were open, hanging onto every single word escaping his lips. his head rests ontop of yours, and you can feel his voice now.

"i didn't think I'd ever call this place a home, if I'm being honest." he says. you want to ask him what he meant, but you let him continue after he stops. and maybe that's what unsaid love is, you think, letting someone continue their ranting even when you have so much to say and agree and add on to, because you want to find any and all opportunities to relate to them, because now they know you do. now they - now jean - knows that you understand and agree and want to add on to whatever he says. he continues, his voice soft and deep and warm and gentle all at once, and you would've wondered how his voice did that if he hadn't continued.

"but...i don't know. somehow, this... you, feel more like home than my childhood bedroom does, yaknow?" he says.

you know what he means. you agree. you want to add on to his words, but you can't because your throat has dried up, the moisture leaving your mouth and going straight to your eyes. you sigh out a small exhale, and it says more than you ever could. and jean knows what it means. he agrees. he wants to add onto.

but he doesn't, and neither do you. your interlinked hands do the thing that all human hands do in the sense that you're no better than anyone else in love. in the sense that they squeeze together impossibly tighter, to the point where they ache comfortably. his hand clasps onto yours like your words clasp onto his heart.

Jean's voice is soothing when he speaks again. at this point he knows the effect he has on you, you're sure he does, because jean is exactly the type of person to tease you for loving him so much despite it all. but he continues to talk not because of the fact that you love him, but because of the fact that he loves you. he continues to talk until your hand becomes loose in his, until your breathing is slowed and relaxed and as beautiful as all the other things you do.

he smiles after it. his head is still resting on yours and for this moment, for this night, he thinks, he doesn't mind if he wakes up with his back aching after sleeping upright, neck twisted a bit uncomfortably, because being with you is everything but uncomfortable. his back won't ache, and he knows this because loving you aches enough, in the way that makes him appreciate it. less of a liability, more of a comfortable weightlessness of your head on his shoulder, supported by him and his presence. less of a trap, more of an understanding of how much more he'd be willing to endure for you. more of a comfort, instead, of knowing how much you wouldn't put him through, not knowingly. more of a realization, instead, of how much he loves you.

in the warm light of your orange desk lamp, jean and your breaths sync, your hands still loosely clamped together, jean swears this is better than whatever he thought love would be. jean swears this is better than any of the love he had dreamt of recieving as a teenager, all the dramatic rom-comness of it all. here, with you, with your warm and gentle and soft voice that had died out because of the safety that came with his presence, he swears this is better than any paradise he could've gone to.

maybe that's all your love is, he thinks. comfort, limitless, timeless, but maybe your love isnt a word said out loud, isn't something that language can procure.

maybe it's just this. just the dip of your mattress, just the glow of your desk lamp, just the sound of your gentle laughter.

he loves you. he swears it feels better than any heaven.

#jean kirstein x reader #jean kirschstein x reader #jean kirstein #jean kirstein x you #aot #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #fireflys rambles #jean kirschtein #fluff

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tezzbot · 5 months

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What are your thoughts on transfem tails?

I love her so much she/they transfem Tails the world

I kind of like it as sort of a Tails changes pretty much nothing except her pronouns and like occaisionally they'll wear a dress or a skirt (or just any clothes really lol) out but other than that it's just the usual

I also don't think she actually realises for quite a while bc she's never really had the limits of boy stuff vs girl stuff like idt Sonic would care about that lol like gender was never an issue, so it never really crossed her mind until like her late teens

I know that in Archie they give Tails a weird crush on Fiona so I'm choosing to twist and interpret that as they didn't realise it was more of a I wish I was you instead of a I have a crush on you yknow? Gender envy lol

Oh and also I think Amy tries to give them hand-me-downs and share clothes but Tails got too tall so none of Amy's clothes actually fit LOL

#tezztalks #sonic headcanons #miles tails prower

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tortugatalks · 2 years

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𝗪𝗞 𝗖𝗿𝗲𝘄 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗦/𝗢 𝗶𝘀 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗪𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗔𝗱𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲|ᴴᶜˢ

𓆉 gender neutral reader

𓆉 established romantic relationship

𓆉 warnings: hcs with the tiniest hint of angst! no explicit descriptions of blood or gore, but it's sort of implied for some. no mentions of precise injuries. can be left up to the reader's interpretation!

Martin Kratt

━ siren sounds are blaring in his head and he automatically feels a heavy downpour of guilt. how could he let this happen? he's supposed to be looking out for you and his brother! there's no time to dwell on these thoughts though, so he pushes it all to the back of his mind and makes a sharp bee-line towards you.

━ very touchy and invasive of your personal bubble, but at a time like this? who cares?? he uses his hands to search your body for any open wounds or abnormalities. quickly, but with intense care. he has chris contact hq while he keeps his eye on you, practically cradling you in his arms.

━ extremely mindful and capable of maintaining his composure. seeing him panic might not be the best for you, so he sticks to his guns and tries to be level-headed about all this. he softly holds your face, gently brushes your tears away with his thumbs and tells you that you're going to be okay—that you're strong, and that you'll be in good hands. repeat after him: i'm going to be okay. chris is also very quick to jump in and help. whatever martin may need, he's quick to get any supplies out the tiny medkit they brought along.

━ no matter the degree of the injury, he carries you back to hq in his arms. he'll talk to you about anything and everything along the way to get your mind off the pain. of course, you still feel how excruciating the pain is, so the best thing he can do for now is hold you close.

━ once you've reached the tortuga, he'll gently place you on the round-table, caress your face and kiss the side of your head before he lets aviva and koki take it from there. he knows you'll be okay, and while the girls are doing everything they can for you, he takes to stepping outside to get some air. chris and jimmy join him and they'll talk to each other about everything that's happened (they're here for each other after all <3)

━ the moment koki steps out to let them know that you're all good and awake, he zooms his way towards you. the second he sees you, relief washes over him and he shows you the largest smile ever. he jokes here and there about how tough you are, to which you both laugh in response, but after that? the mood noticibly dies down, a frown now visible on his face. you know what he's going to say, and so you try to speak before he does, but he cuts you off. he apologizes to you—says that he's sorry, that he was supposed to be looking out for you, but didn't. things could've been so much worse. you can't even interject before he's talking over you, so you'll literally have to raise your voice or something 'cause none of this is his fault, nor should he be the one bearing all responsibility. he did what he could, and you're more than thankful for that.

━ doesn't take long before he's back to his chirpy self. whatever you need, he's at your service! he's such a chatterbox too! he could spend hours just talking with you. of course, you'll probably be all groany about how you'd like to go on a creature adventure with the guys again. he knows that you know that you can't do that, but when you give him those eyes? well, maybe he can take you out the tortuga without anyone noticing and have you walk around base. but that's it! just around base! he also does this thing where he sends you goofy pictures of himself and the creatures he meets as he's out creature adventuring with his brother. yknow? to show you that you're on his mind! <3

Chris Kratt

━ his blood runs cold. a total whiplash. he's stuck staring at you for what seems like a hot minute trying to process what happened, and once it finally registers in his brain, he's off running to your aide, his voice light—almost frail—as he calls out to you.

━ tries so so hard to stay calm for you, but he just can't. he doesn't panic outwardly, no, but he's got a heavy frown on his face, eyebrows burrowed deep into his skin and you can practically feel his hands tremble uncontrollably from the shock as he tries to assess how bad your injury is.

━ you can hear martin inform the rest of the gang about your state on his creature pod while chris is constantly asking you questions. his voice is barely above that of a whisper as if any sudden loud sound would be enough to shatter you entirely. what hurts? how bad does it hurt? does it hurt anywhere else? he wants you to be very specific with him—breathe in and out for him, please—he knows it's not easy but he needs to handle this appropriately. for you.

━ he pulls out the medkit from his pocket and patches you up as much as he possibly can. his lips are pressed into a thin line and there's an uncomfortable look in his eyes that urges you to tell him that you'll be okay—that he shouldn't worry. he's be beyond perplexed, honestly. isn't he supposed to be the one saying all those things to you right now? regardless, you are his main priority right now and immediately thinks to bring you back to the tortuga with the help of his brother.

━ having arrived at the tortuga, he and his brother waste no time in setting you down on the main table. he firmly squeezes your hand and tells you that you'll be alright before he gives aviva and koki their space. he sticks to waiting for you rather than occupying himself with something else. he's still experiencing slight hand tremors, but he's in too deep thinking about how you must be feeling that he kind of disregards his own emotions for a bit. however, as may be expected, martin's there to check in and comfort him along with jz.

━ post medical procedure, he plans on sticking to your side like glue. he smiles when he meets your gaze, but it doesn't quite match his restless eyes. you're very well aware that although you may be well, he, internally, is not. reach your arms out to him and he will break. he'll press his face onto your shoulder, clinging onto you desperately like you're the one who could keep him from falling apart completely. he doesnt say a word; only sobs into the crook of your neck. fear, relief—his beating heart mouthing it against yours. hold him, tight, and let go just enough to look him in the eye. you're okay.

━ he knows that you'll have to stay in the tortuga for a while. its a bummer, really, but he's wholeheartedly okay with it. complain about how you can't go out creature adventuring with his brother and him and he'll playfully roll his eyes, a soft chuckle following right after. this, however, does prompt him to use a very handy contraption. enter: the fly-cam! that way, even though you'll be inside, you'll get to follow the bros on their creature missions in real time! he'll talk to you through it as if you were really there. it's honestly very sweet when he tells you to fly over to get a close look at something with him. lots of 'did you see that?!' and ahhhh its always the little things with him! <3

Aviva Corcovado

━ it's as if time around her has stopped. she stays frozen for a bit, almost unresponsive before she snaps out of it and realizes that she's gotta do something! she tells you through the big screen that you have to hang in there and that you'll be okay. nothing bad is going to happen, not anymore, not if she has anything to say about it. she firmly requests that the bros take you to the tortuga and do everything they can to care for you in the meantime (which i mean, they already were so <3)

━ she's aware that if anything, the three of you have to return to hq, so in preparation, she runs around the tortuga and gets a hold of any supplies you may need. extra bandages, ice packs, you name it! then? she has jimmy send them to you via the teleporter. with koki's help, they both get started on setting up all medical equipment necessary stat.

━ her brain is racking up several million thoughts a minute trying to think of what she can do for you. you'll be fine, she knows this... right? she shakes her head to snap out of it. pessimism will get her nowhere. of course you'll be okay! but what after that? she plans on being steps ahead with brainstorming ideas for inventions that might make your life a little easier post-treatment.

━ once she sees you enter the tortuga with the brothers' help, her heart physically hurts witnessing your pain. very empathetic, but there's no time to get all teary eyed! not now. you need her, so she hastily urges the bros to bring you onto the round-table and with the gentlest of touches, she's already hard at work analyzing and treating your injury alongside koki.

━ once you're all treated and conscious, she can't help but exclaim how relieved she is in her mother tongue. she doesn't outwardly chastise you, not after what you've been through, but she does voice her concerns and makes it clear that she's a little vexed with you. her face contorts into that of a frustrated expression before it falters. she'll cup your cheek and will softly make you look at her, her lips downturned with a slight quiver to them. you have to be more careful next time! promise her. do so, and her face will soften. she'll press feather-like kisses to your forehead, and if you are to shyly chuckle, she'll giggle along with you.

━ a-pa-pap! that's no indication of you being off the hook though! sorry, but any word of creature adventuring from you is a no-go. top priority here is a quick and healthy recovery! you can't really do that if you're constantly using the miniaturizer, activating your creature power suit, or running out and about. she is not taking any chances! try to get yourself out the tortuga and she'll only snicker. your attempts will always be rendered futile <3

━ as mentioned earlier, she does everything in her power to properly accommodate your needs. tell her what you may require and she's on it in the blink of an eye! she'll admit, she does feel bad seeing you sulk, but not to worry! she does her best to find things for you to do! she'll happily accept you helping her out with her inventions, she's totally down to just sit atop the tortuga with you and nature-watch, so for you? anything. want her in on your interests? she's more than happy to indulge you! if you're up for it, she'll gladly watch telenovelas with you.

Koki

━ she knows something is wrong the moment she sees the look of worry plastered all over chris' face. she's always had a sixth sense for things that aren't quite right and she's been feeling it even before chris called in. harrowingly, having her gut feeling been proved right, her heart begins to speed up almost instantly when he tells the gang that something terrible has happened to you.

━ not a moment is wasted as she asks him ton loads of questions. what injuries do you have? what were you all doing in the first place? where are you right now? how are you? oh you four are sooo gonna have a talk about all this! there's no getting out of this one, she swears it. she's a bit scary with her interrogations, but everyone knows that she's just beyond frightened.

━ once she gets all the info she needs, she disconnects from the line and promptly urges aviva to help her set up some kind of med-bay and orders jimmy to fly the tortuga to your location. they're ahead of it though! you don't gotta tell them twice!!

━ she attempts to calm herself down by breathing in and out, but when she finally gets to see your state in person? she's speechless and starts feeling tremendously uneasy. she can hardly ever stomach seeing blood, cuts, bruises and all sorts of stuff like that, but she sets all those thoughts aside the moment you're placed on the table. you're more important! she makes a mental note to have jimmy stop someplace with a pharmacy to stock up on medication for you.

━ as much as she tries to maintain her cool, she's clearly and very visibly frustrated as she tends to your wounds. not angry. she could never be angry at you.

━ once you're properly tended to and awake, she immediately springs out and asks you what you were thinking. she's going off and all you can do is listen. you can try telling her that you're okay now, that it's not a big deal and she cracks. she doesn't mean to sound so harsh, but she was scared. her eyes are glossy, which is more than enough to take you aback. when everything's been said and done, she doesn't wait for you to reply and pulls you in for a hug. return the hug and tell her that you're alive and well—that you're here to stay no matter what. please hold her. kiss her on the shoulder and rub her back in soothing circles! you were out like a light for a few hours but to her it felt like an eternity.

━ she scolds you and the bros, and honestly? the best you can do is let her talk as you all give each other a shared nervous look. from there on out, you are strictly forbidden from going out on creature adventures. not until you're fully recovered. got that? and don't give her that look! no pouts, no protests, no nothing. despite the tough love, she enjoys giving you flowers throughout your road to recovery and knows exactly what you may need without you having to tell her anything. she's more than willing to help you with anything, even if it's a little embarrassing! <3

Jimmy Z

━ the second he hears from the bros that you're badly wounded its an instant. panic! everything the bros say through the main computer falls onto deaf ears. he can't hear anything, its all suddenly in the fritz for him and his senses are null. he doesn't even wait to understand the state of your condition as he immediately jumps to the worst possible conclusion and rushes into the tortuga's cockpit. his first instinct? get to you, and fast.

━ the impulse is so strong that he has zero idea of where he's even supposed to be flying to! that is, until koki reveals your exact coordinates through his communicator. from there it's full blast to wherever you may be!

━ the whole way he's gonna be talking to himself, hoping that you are or will be okay. once he's stationed, fear starts to settle in further. it's immense! so much so that aviva and koki have to rush to his side and make him sit down before he can pass out. they assure him that no matter what happens, they'll do everything they can to help you and will succeed in doing so. he's shaking like a leaf, but he knows they mean it—his faith in aviva and koki's capabilities is strong and he weakly but surely thanks them.

━ once the boys walk in with you, jimmy is instantly hustling towards you, all up in your space and bombarding you three with questions! what happened? are you gonna be okay? tears well up in his eyes as he's experiencing a turmoil of emotions. the bros try to calm him down, and it works... sort of... okay not really.

━ he's such a worried mess, but he intends to be by your side whether you're conscious or not (except for when the girls need their space to properly tend to your injury, but you're in his mind! trust!!) through it all, martin and chris get him to sit down with them outside the tortuga. the bros let him be vulnerable as he vents and voices his worries and in response, they offer him any support he may need; hugs, positivity, and a good pair of ears. they make sure he's heard because honestly, that's something he really needs. if he needs a good cry, then so be it <3

━ once you've been treated, he's instantly hugging you like theres no tomorrow and cue the waterworks. he's so glad you're okay, but you gave him quite the scare! never do that again, please? he doesn't know what he'd do if something like this were to happen again in the future! hug him just as tightly and assure him that youll be more careful next time. he sweetly comments that he'll bake you little get well cookies, just the way you like 'em :')

━ and that settles it! no more creature adventuring for you—not until you get better! he'll make sure that you get your rest. you may not be able to go out for the time being, but quality time spent with jimmy inside the tortuga is time well spent! he's got his eye on you, and you being in the tortuga with him eases his mind a bit. he'll do anything to keep your mind off that impending boredom of yours. video games galore, cook-offs, you name it!

#wild kratts x reader #martin kratt x reader #chris kratt x reader #aviva corcovado x reader #koki x reader #jimmy z x reader

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