#stop making fun of bald men

[onceuponaroast]

Ok I have something to say and I want yall to listen because I am sick to death of being made to feel like I should apologize for being attracted to men

Believe it or not, men are not a malicious hive mind. They are not 'biologically predisposed' to be evil. They are people. They are human. Do we live in a patriarchal society that teaches our boys harmful behaviors? Yeah. But men are still autonomous people capable of making their own decisions, and saying otherwise only makes it easier to excuse harmful behavior.

For years-especially in the queer community- I have been told that because I am capable of being attracted to both men and women it is my moral duty to choose to only act on my attraction to women. That my attraction to men should be ignored or eliminated.

This is, 100%, utter bullshit. Men are wonderful! Men are beautiful and funny and sweet and kind. Men are some of the kindest most wonderful people I know and I Love men.

Are all men wonderful? No! But neither are all women, all nonbinary people, all agender people, or all anyone else. Bad behavior is the fault of the person, NOT the gender.

So stop parroting that radfem rhetoric; and if you truly believe it then I want you to take a long look at that and figure out why. I'm willing to bet the reason says more about you than it does about men.

To all men reading this who need to hear it: you are loved. You are not a bad person because of how you identify. I love you.

[soulren]

Go spend some time on male pattern baldness or male(AMAB) balding forums/subreddits and such. I did after realizing it is happening to me and the ammount of people who truly don't realize how BRUTALLY it tanks people's confidence and mental health is insane.

There's no cure to baldness by the way, and it can start at any time and there's no way to predict how fast or slow it will go. The only real working option is a daily pill that usually just halts it, but it can stop working or just slow it down or cause major side effects. To regrow you have to use a daily topical solution, or use a roller to wound your scalp. None of these are surefire by the way, and if you stop them you'll just lose your hair and whatever you regained. It's a daily involved thing that might not work and often at best just retains. The best drug, the one that occasionaly gives regrowth, also causes shedding at the start, and can have side effects from growing breasts to brain fog to EDsyfunction(sorry, censoring cause tumblr). Now, those are INCREDIBLY rare and almost never happen but it weighs heavily on the mind of those already spiraling.

But that's just background. What I'm here to talk about is the pure woe you'll see on those forums. People speak as though their lives are over, as though they've lost every chance of finding a woman(predominantly, there's a running idea in such places that women don't like bald men or like them less) or doing anything. You can read countless stories of people who describe that they no longer go outside, are now filled with anxiety and self-hate, have gone from extroverted to never showing their face. And some of these people are kids who lost their hair in high school or even before, or are holding as best they can to a very receded hairline and feel like there is nothing they can do.

And then there's something touched upon far less in those communities, but is important to bring up here; baldness and masculinity. There's the horror of knowing so much of society sees a bald guy as a very masculine guy, at seeing that the best advice for being hot and bald is "grow and beard and big muscles bro". Imagine now you're AMAB balding and nonbinary, or a trans woman who doesn't want to be on hormones.

Just genuinely take the time to look at those forums no matter who you are. Understand what these people go through, what I am currently going through. It is soul-crushing, spiraling, brutal. I have the dream of one day being like Brennan Lee Mulligan or Matt Mercer and starting to lose my hair made me feel like I could never. I felt like and still feel like I would have to be masculine, have to be a bro-y dude, have to look older than I was(I'm fuckin 22). It was the feeling that I could never dress feminine again, never present as a woman when I wanted to again, that I'd always be viewed as a bald guy before anything else.

This is an incredibly vulnerable post for me, and I hope it reaches you all as well in a kind and understanding mood. There's a tendency online for people to joke about baldness, to make fun of it, to treat it as a playfull silly thing but it fucking ruins lives, and it shouldn't. It happens to half the population's sort of bodies and very often. It should just be a neutral thing. You don't need long hair to be feminine, you don't need hair to be feminine. You don't need hair for anything. I guess I'm just saying in general that everyone should be kinder about balding, more understanding, and view it with as much import as they'd view the pixels between this sentence and the next. None at all, I mean.

And for those like me, very feminine guys who wanna keep that and don't want a beard and are terrified of balding, here's some names and I do hope others that see this will add more; Mr. Bruce (also in The Correspondents(band) Alex Ward in LA By Night Jason Carl in LA By Night Cecil Baldwin of Welcome To Night Vale Bob The Drag Queen RuPaul(in looks alone, I know about the whole fracking stuff but this post is about looks) tananasho on instagram Also your mannerisms and style of dress will convey femininity far more than your hair. Yea sure a front-on neutral shot of you may not and maybe you need makeup and stuff, and hell maybe a lot of people might reject you more but it'll just filter down to the people for you.

And to all you artists and writers and creatives; make more bald characters. Try it out. Feminine ones, masculine ones, all sorts. None of the copout nonhuman sort, just dudes and girls and mates and individuals who are all sorts of things and also bald. It might make a few of the people going through the various vortexes of pain that balding causes feel a bit better.

And to those noticing I did not adress female hair loss much here, that was intentional. I am AMAB and currently a nonbinary guy who goes by any pronouns but often likes to present as fem. I learned I was possibly losing my hair and lost two months of my life, no work or going or anything, to male hair loss forums and research and spiraling. Checking my hair twenty times a day, unable to sleep, unable to eat, unable to think. And my situation was NOT unique, but it also did not give me any experience or understanding of female hair loss and what AFAB people may go through with that, so I don't feel knowledgeable enough to speak on it. Also living with baldness WILL get easier and you will find something that works for it, by virtue of simply living with it. Things get easier with time.

[babiebom]

Sebastian NSFW Alphabet

A/N: the actual love of my life is next, be prepared for the others to either come over the next couple of weeks or the next couple of days depending on how fast I do them.

Tw: nsfw content(sex, kinks, cum, ome mention of piss yk the usual) cursing

Wc:idk

Stardew Masterlist NSFW Alphabet Masterlist

C- Cum (anything to do with cum,basically)

If you asked him to his face he’d just say that he’s okay with whatever you want but in truth he wants to ruin you completely. I think he would be very awkward and unwilling to admit that he wants to cum inside you and on you. Like he wants to go until you’re covered and filled with his cum. It’s probably a possessive thing.

E- Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

I think I’ve talked about this before? Like he’s either a virgin or he’s had one or two people that he’s slept with before. I do think he and Abigail have hooked up at least once but stopped at some point because something happened. But I do lean more towards him being a virgin right now

He doesn’t really know what he’s doing but he learns quickly and never shows that he’s clumsy with it. Acts like he’s just learning what you like in order to pretend that he’s cool calm and collected. Inside he’s freaking out because he doesn’t know what he’s doing and is VERY worried you’re not enjoying yourself.

G- Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? Etc)

He would want to be funny and relaxed in the moment, but he is quite serious because he’s kinda insecure, and wants everything to be good so he can’t really relax and be a little funny until you’re far into the relationship.

H-Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

His pubic hair is dark like his hair(I know people think he’s a redhead like his mom but I do like that his hair is dark.) he will let it get messy if he’s single but once he starts dating he trims it VERY low. Like he’s not bald but is very short in order to make everyone comfortable.

I-Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

I don’t think he’s very romantic unless you ask him to make more of an effort. I don’t think he’s entitled or even open with asking for sex, but you can tell when he wants to do the do. He’s more like….idk how to describe it. It’s just he’s like more touchy and cuddly when he’s horny? If you ask him to be more romantic he’ll do the candle thing probably or something nerdy but cute.

J- Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

One of the horniest men to ever exist ngl. Dude probably jacks off at least once a day. Let’s face it, he’s an antisocial emo, who sits in his room all day because he doesn’t want to leave it and to further that point he even has a job that requires him to not leave it. Seb has so much alone time and so many naughty thoughts that he has to rub one out in order to even concentrate properly. Luckily no one really bothers him so he has only been caught probably once and as a teenager.

K- Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Lord Jesus this man has too many to count so I might go top five. He likes role playing and dressing up for SURE. Wear that maid costume, or if you’re particularly dominant out HIM in a maid costume. Let him wear his Wizard cosplay like dude is DOWN. Bdsm. Literally(I say this word way too much)as a whole he likes bondage, he likes sadism and masochism(he will let you choose) he’s into dominant and submissive roles(again he will let you choose) it’s just FUN for him. He likes choking, and probably has a body worship kink (both ways), and overstimulation. Used to edge himself on accident and it became a thing for him

L-Location (favorite places to do the do)

In his room, or near the lake. He likes it most on his bed because after it smells like you, and he’s always dreamed of fucking a significant other in his bed during one of his jerk off sessions, and literally having you in his bed is a dream come true. Also on the couch in his room, because it’s kinda depraved. Like you two were so wrapped up in each other that you couldn’t make it to the bed that’s a couple of feet away.

He likes the lake because it gives off the exhibition vibe while honestly being kinda private. Like he’s usually the only one by the lake at a certain time (unless Demetrius comes and ruins the vibes for him even if he’s usually on the other side of the lake) and living on the mountain top means that no one is really around to snitch on him. Like his mother is too wrapped up in her husband and his sister is too wrapped up in her experiments and robots to even notice that he’s railing you by the lakeside.

M- Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

I feel like I’ve said this for EVERY character so I’m gonna try to reword it from just *you*

His mind gets him going. Like he’s always thinking of something dirty, even if he’s doing something completely innocent. Like he can be working and all of a sudden his mind is wandering because his work is so boring that it can’t help but fill the boredom with things he finds fun. Like video games and fucking you until the both of you are on the verge of passing out.

N- No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

Like the last letter, I feel like i say it a lot for each character but like anything that’s too gross. Like I think this man might go pretty far. Would probably even try piss stuff once if you really wanted it. So like anything that’s farther than that is a no.

O- Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Would say his preference is giving but in reality it’s receiving. He loves giving head, don’t get me wrong. But he will never turn down you giving him head EVER. There’s just something about how the comepletely falls apart when your mouth is on him. He could cry from how thankful he is that you’re willing to do this for him.

Giving head I would say he’s decent and get better every time. He strives for greatness(lmao like he’s an elite employee) when it comes to getting you to cum. He will always try new techniques in order to get you cumming quicker each time. He wants you to feel the best he can make you feel.

Q- Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc)

LOVES THEM. COMPLETELY!!!! Wants to be in you all day every day, and if quickies are the way to do it before he can have you all to himself, well, guess you’re gonna have a lot of quickies throughout the day. Oh well!

R-Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks?)

Like I mentioned earlier, Seb has a bit of an exhibitionist kink, it’s more that he wants to show off that he gets to fuck YOU. Like look at my hot significant other, rather than showing off his skills or himself. He doesn’t really want people to watch at all(unless it’s like Sam who he’s cool with watching) but like he does wish that people knew that he somehow bagged the hottest person alive(you). So he’ll fuck you in semi public. Like at the lakeside in the middle of the night, or in his room when he knows everyone is awake

And yes he is always game to experiment. If it’s going to make the experience better for both of you, his thought process is: why not? Willing to try almost everything once.

T- Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I think he probably owned like a vibrating cock ring or a pocket pussy or a tenga egg or something while he was single. Now that he has you he rarely uses those things anymore unless you want him to incorporate it into sex.

Will buy toys for you, and if you buy toys for him he won’t object. Likes using them during sex, even if he doesn’t think y’all need them.

U- Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Likes to tease a decent amount, especially the more confident he gets. Will tease and laugh at you(in a mean but good way) if you’re begging or crying or something. Gives in if you beg just right though. He’s a menace not evil.

[to-the-stars8]

The Wayne's Nanny

Batfamily and Reader/ Bruce Wayne x Reader Chapters Ao3

9 to 5 (Metaphorically)

You had been working for Bruce Wayne for two weeks, and could for sure say that the kids were sweet, though a little out of touch with reality. Whether that was due to their father being the absolute weirdest man on the planet or from how rich they were— You didn’t know. Nonetheless, the days were long and tiresome. You wondered how you ever got through it. 

8:15

First and foremost, you had to get up extremely early to see the kids off to school. 

You fixed Cassandra’s headband on her head, making sure she looked perfect, before moving to fix Duke’s tie. Turning on your heel, your pink bathrobe swaying as you did, you quickly stopped Tim from pulling Jason’s hair.

“What did I tell you about pulling hair, Timothy Jackson Drake?” You put your hands on your hips. 

With pink cheeks, he mumbled, “That karma will make me bald.”

“That’s right, and the last thing we want is to look like Lex Luthor, right kids?”

“Right!” They all mumbled. 

Upon his approach, Mr. Wayne seemed pleased with how you managed the kids, even if it was in a less-than-professional way. When you fully turned your attention to him, you grinned, showing off his children. They looked good and healthy—Just as they did before your arrival, the only difference was that he wasn’t as tired. 

“Okay, sweet babies, give daddy a kiss before Alfred takes you to school,” You ushered the kids toward their father. 

Dick offhandedly said to Alfred, “Did I miss the wedding?” You lightly swatted the back of his head while Bruce was kissing the other children goodbye.

Slowly, the kids trickled out of the door, all of them saying goodbye over their shoulders. Now, you were left alone with Bruce and Damian, who sat securely on his hip. 

The moment you turned to the two of them, Damian broke out into a bashful smile. You cooed to him, calling him the sweetest boy on the planet. Finally, you noticed Mr. Wayne again, “You should just leave him here with me. We’ll have such a fun time, huh, buddy?” 

Bruce smiled at his boy, pushing his black locks back before addressing you. “No doubt, but I want him to socialize with other kids. The preschool at work is a fine one, too, and today is ice cream day.”

“Oh, my, then don’t let me hold you back! Let me get a kiss real quick,” A surprised look crossed Bruce’s face, but he slowly started to lean his cheek toward you. You swatted him away, making Damian giggle. “Not you!” You blew a raspberry against the boy’s cheek, causing a shrill laugh. 

Before you could just snatch the little boy from his father’s grasp so he could stay with you, Bruce adjusted him on his hip before addressing you again. “You have enough to do for the day?”

You waved a dismissive hand at him, most of your attention still on Damian. “Oh, sure, my schedule is booked.”

9:50

Secondly, you made yourself presentable.

No one wants to see their employee running around in their slippers and bathrobes—Plus, Bruce already got onto about not dressing appropriately when some company had come over earlier that week. Luckily, being employed by one of the richest men in Gotham meant one thing; You could finally afford the champagne taste you had.

The only drawback? Beauty took time, so you spent a good chunk of the morning just making yourself ready to be ready. 

You had to go through your entire skincare routine (of course, after lounging around in the big bathtub with the jets) before you finally went to your closet to pick out your clothes. Once you had something you decided did finally move on to your makeup. Not that you needed any, you thought, but there was no harm in adding beauty to beauty. 

Eventually, the process of actually looking presentable came to a close and lunch was just around the corner. So, getting up, you looked at yourself one more time.

It was hard work being beautiful, but, damn it all, if you didn’t do a good job of it. 

11:45

Of course, after you got ready you had to eat something, so, while Alfred meal prepped dinner, you sat while dishing out all the latest gossip. 

As you shuffled a sandwich in your mouth, he told you all about Mr. Wayne’s previous relationship with someone named Selina and how it ended in absolute heartbreak. Supposedly, Bruce had been so heartbroken that he could hardly get out of bed and remained a recluse for months afterward. Alfred’s words, not yours. 

“Oh, so not much has changed?” You asked, cocking an eyebrow. 

Alfred tried to hold back a laugh and leaned forward to quietly add, “This was three years ago.”

You smiled. “So I was right, not much has changed!"

Alfred snickered, turning to peel some more potatoes, and you took the opportunity to tell him your woes with love. It was a deep, tragic tale that could jerk the tears from any eye. 

Except for Alfred’s, apparently. 

When you were done, he filled you in on an even better story. One about the richest of the rich in Gotham, and every word he said had you hanging on by a thread. If you hadn’t met Alfred before, you would have never guessed that he was the kind of man to eavesdrop or have a big mouth. But, damn, if you weren’t thankful for it. 

It certainly was the most entertaining and interesting part of your job. 

1:30 

After lunch came the hardest tasks. Usually, you cleaned the gaming room for the kids, did some laundry—mainly yours since the kids’ clothes were already washed— and watched TV. Again, it was all in a day’s work. 

After vacuuming the rugs, you put away the kids’ toys, wondering momentarily just how much money Mr. Wayne spent on them. Looking at the designer clothes they wore, the latest toys, and gaming devices, you assumed it was well more than what you made in a year. When you had enough of staring at their expensive toys, you ventured into the laundry room. 

Luckily, there wasn't a lot to wash, only some towels along with Dickie’s gymnastics clothes. When you had done the last load, you found yourself settling into one of the lounge chairs in the movie room. 

This was your favorite part of the day, where it lulled just enough for you to relax again. The kids wouldn’t be home for another hour due to traffic, so you had to whole place to yourself.

Alfred sometimes joined you with a bowl of popcorn, but, since it was so close to picking up the kids from school he had to opt-out. At home, you would have been watching one of those usual daytime soaps, but Alfie had started to put you on EastEnders—claiming it was better than any other trash American daytime TV show. It was only after one character had a whole dramatic flare over the smallest inconvenience, did you started to see why it was his, and Bruce’s too, favorite show. He made you watch so much of it that you had started to pick up some of the British slang, which did not amuse him or Mr. Wayne. 

You watched until an idea popped into your head. The kids would be hungry once they got home, as they usually were, so you decided it would be nice to make them their special snacks. 

Happily, you put it all together, and, when the kids came home, you were excited to see their reaction.

3:45

It was almost like clockwork the way they always managed to arrive home exactly at the same time every day. 

You greet all of them with a big hug as you tell them about the treats they had waiting in the dining room. Excited, they were pleased to see that, while Alfred was out picking them up, you had gone out of your way to make their favorite treats. 

Tim grabbed his plate and exclaimed loudly that you were by far the best nanny they ever had. A few of the other kids agreed, and you tried to not let it go to your head so quickly. Yet, you couldn’t find it in yourself to disagree with them. 

They told you all about school, which, ultimately, just turned into a PG gossiping session. Tim told you all about this one kid, who was almost two years older than him, who always called him names and pulled his hair. Almost instantly, based on the last little detail, did you figure it out. Turning around, you looked at the second eldest Wayne who, despite being so sweet, could be devious and a little mean from time to time. 

“Jason Peter Todd, you need to stop being mean to your brother. And what did I say about hair-pulling? At your age, you should know better!” 

Jason gasped, looking around to gain some sympathy. “Why do you think it’s me?”

You cocked an eyebrow and that’s what made the cookie crumble. He confessed that maybe it was him and that he wouldn’t do it again. The rest of the table took their time calling him the future Lex Luthor, much to his annoyance. 

You thought yourself lucky to be the nanny of such sweet kids, even if they were a bit weird. It brought back some happiness in your life that you didn’t know you were missing. 

As the plates started to stack, you clapped your hands together and said, “Alright kiddos, once you’re done with your snacks, get your homework out. The faster you get it done, the faster we can all go play games.”

5:00

Finally, Mr. Wayne came home. 

When he did, the entire house seemed to be in a clamor to get to him first. At least, the younger ones did. Dick and Cassandra seemed more interested if he had brought home any treats for them. When there was none, they turned on their heels and retreated into their respective tasks. That didn’t seem to discourage him though, and he was almost playful with the rest of the children.

When Bruce had thrown Duke over one shoulder and Tim over the other as Jason trailed after them, you took Damian. He had a pout on his lips, and tears in the corner of his eyes. When you asked him what was wrong, Damian informed you that ice cream day had been canceled because, in his words, the teachers were mean.

“Fair enough,” You said, taking him to the kitchen. “How about this, we get some ice cream and watch some TV, huh?”

Damian was close to crying, probably just as exhausted from the day as you were, but nodded his head. You gave him another kiss and let him rest his head on your shoulder. After you plucked a little ice cream sandwich from the fridge, the two of you went to join the rest of the family in the gaming room. 

Bruce was there, tie and jacket abandoned, sitting on the couch playing Dick in Mortal Kombat. It didn’t look like Mr. Wayne knew exactly how to play, but he was getting the hang of it. Now and then, when there was a particular point he didn’t understand, Duke, being the sweetest yet odd kid ever, whispered to him what to do. Why a six-year-old knew how to play a game he was far too young for, you didn’t know. 

Looking down at Damian, it was clear to see just how sleepy he was and you started to get up to put him in his room when Alfred stopped you. He offered to take the boy up and gestured over to Cassandra, who was looking at you with her big brown eyes. 

“Hello, sweet girl,” You said as soon as Damian was gone. 

Cassandra, who was sitting on the floor with a ballerina Barbie in hand, walked on her knees over to you. “Can you braid my hair?”

You grinned, looking at her pretty black hair. It was short, cut just below her shoulder, but you could make something work. She plopped down right in front of you and immediately you began to play with her hair. 

Amidst playing his game, Mr. Wayne looked over in your direction to admire you and Cassandra. When you caught his eye, you winked and smiled. Bashfully, he looked back at the game. Unfortunately for him, Tim saw the whole interaction and started to loudly poke fun at his father. 

Ultimately, that’s how the day went. It was a lot of work, and, again, you didn’t know how you did it. Yet, you were glad that it almost always ended so happily. 

It wasn’t exactly a nine-to-five—It was better.

[beatrixstonehill2]

"Lying in bed fantasizing about how badly I want to detransition. Lose these big soft boobs I've grown, never pass as a girl again.... not that I pass very well now, do I, boys?" Anna reached into her pants, pulling out thick, rock-hard foot-long cock. She shook it for the camera, its swollen foreskin jiggling. "What have I done to myself? My feminine little three-inch cock is monster size now. I already feel like I'll never be a girl again because I did this. My balls are the size of lemons, nice and plump. To think what'll happen to my girly body if I stop taking my testosterone blockers. Those giant balls will flood my body with so much T I won't need injections at all. I'll never be mistaken for a girl ever again.

I'm so happy I stumbled on this community. I was just a happy-go-lucky trans girl walking through life oblivious, wearing sexy outfits, flaunting my growing boobs on social media. A bunch of guys started messaging me telling me how poorly I pass and they're surprised I even bother continue keeping up the act with how masculine I look. For some reason reading these DMs made my cock hard. All the comments were from former trans girls who stopped their silly game of dress up and detransed. They showed me before/after pics of how girly they were, all totally gorgeous with big boobs and fat asses, only to become fat greasy men with balding scalps and beards, huge beer bellies covered in stretch marks and hair.

I could hardly believe it. They kept interacting with my pics, asking when I was going to detrans, telling my followers I was thinking of going on T. I could hardly keep up with it. I made a pretty infamous video, all dolled up in a sexy dress, telling my followers I wasn't detransitioning...... yet. I was just thinking about it a little. This opened the floodgates and my comments and DMs were 100% overrun by people cheering me on to detransition. A lot of them said the best way to know if you should detrans is take Rocket. It does make your balls huge but as long as you stay on blockers it won't detrans you to have them. Apparently any real trans girl will be mortified to have a growing cock, and finally get SRS out of desperation after going on Rocket, fakegirls will become obsessed with gooning their new plaything.

Guess what camp I'm in? Even at six inches I started going outside way less, finding porn more interesting by the day. Now I jerk off the second I wake up until the night. I don't let myself cum. I let it build and build, so my cock is bloated and swollen, covered in painful scratches from my nails from pumping it all day, then if I'm lucky I have a wet dream. When I go out, I don't see girls as the same thing as me anymore, I see them as targets to pounce on or humiliate myself in front of by going up to them and gooning to them. Which I've started to do quite a lot. Especially pregnant girls, I love finding a couple a pretty college girls with big guts full of kids, their tits bouncing in their little tank tops, and I'll walk up jerking with one hand, squeezing my balls with the other, gasping and moaning, telling them I want to break their water and force them to give birth. A few have even taken me up on my horny guy-brained offer.

Now I'm totally obsessed with being a voyeur and gawking at pretty girls as I pump my growing cock. This is going to get even more fun when my voice cracks and I don't sound girly anymore. As it is now when I goon in the girls' room the other girls hear me and just knock on my stall to tell me to masturbate at home. I can't wait until they start kicking me out for being a guy pretending I'm a girl.... surprised they don't now since it's soooo obvious I'm not a girl! I can't wait until my facial hair starts growing and I get hair on my big bouncy boy tits.

Since starting Rocket I've also already put on about 25lbs. Some of that is my big meaty cock but I think it's a good sign for the kind of guy I'm detransing into, like soooo many mtftm detransitioners I've met, I think I can expect to get very, very fat, which perfectly suits the kind of perverted gooner I'm meant to be. Sweaty, hardly bathing, sitting at home all day engaging with pornography, commenting all kinds of gross stuff, subscribing to loads of OnlyFans girls that look hot like I used to and perving on them like a desperate loser, telling them how much I goon to them every day, how much I wish I could knock them up and make them cum. Godddd I can't wait! I should do it, shouldn't I? Go off my blockers today? I need to!" Anna bit her lip, pumping her oversized cock. "I need to become a boy so bad I can't stop! I want these big swollen balls of mine to flood my body with T and totally ruin all the hard work of transitioning so young. I can't wait to get my titties removed and tell my doctors I was just a dumb boy playing pretend, as I get fatter and fatter and more perverted, hitting on my nurses and fondling my cock in front of them. There's this cute brunette who takes my bloodpressure who's been pregnant like four times, her boobs must be an H-Cup! I think next time I see her I'm going to grope her tits just to see what happens, I bet I'll get milk all over her scrubs, it'll be so hot! ❤️"

[mpbbychoice]

Once upon a time, there was a vibrant and vivacious Brazilian twink named Leo. He was known for his luscious, thick hair that cascaded down to his shoulders. Leo loved his hair and took great care of it, but one day he came across a trend on social media that piqued his interest. Young Brazilian men were shaving the tops of their heads in a male pattern bald style, and the results were striking. 

Leo was always up for a change of pace and thought that it would be fun to try out the look for himself. He invited some of his friends over, and they shaved off the top of his head, leaving only a fringe of hair. They all had a good laugh, recorded the process, and uploaded the video online. The response was overwhelmingly positive, and Leo was pleased with the results. 

Two days later, Leo and his friends went out to the club to dance the night away. While he was on the dance floor, he caught sight of a handsome, older bald man who caught his eye. Leo approached him and said, 'I like your look.' To which the man replied, 'I could say the same, looks like we match.' 

The two men hit it off, and after a few drinks, they went back to the bald man's house. They started kissing and soon found themselves in the bald man's bedroom. The bald man rubbed Leo's head, which still had some stubble from his recent shave, and said, 'I used to have the same problem with stubble when I started shaving, but I cleaned mine up well.' 

In the dimly lit confines of the bedroom, the man produced a bottle of poppers, offering it to Leo with a mischievous grin. 'Breathe this in, and I'll fix you up,' he purred, his voice dripping with both excitement and anticipation. Without hesitation, Leo breathed in the poppers, and they hit him hard. He felt a sudden surge of horniness, and the bald man noticed it.

Oblivious to the potential dangers and under the influence of the intoxicating substance, Leo allowed the man to guide him through the experience. However, he could have never anticipated the peculiar turn the night would soon take. 

'Time to clean you up,' the older man announced, producing an epilator from his nightstand. 

The bald man then took out an epilator and started using it on Leo's male pattern bald spot. Leo was surprised but didn't stop the bald man. Instead, he found himself getting more and more turned on by the sensation of the epilator ripping out his hair. Leo's eyes widened, confusion and fear lacing his features. To Leo's surprise, in addition experiencing pain, he was overcome by an indescribable sensation of pleasure. The older man was making him hornier by the second, and he found himself wanting more. Losing himself to the unfamiliar and exhilarating feelings, Leo surrendered to the man's unconventional methods, allowing him to fully rip out the majority of his hair. 

The epilator tugged and pulled at Leo’s hair, ripping it out by the roots. It was painful, but the pleasure that accompanied it was undeniable. Leo couldn't believe how turned on he was, and he let the older man continue until every last hair had been torn out. 

After an intense epilating session, the bald man turned off the epilator and handed Leo a mirror. Leo looked in the mirror and saw that all his hair on top of his head had been removed. His shaved male pattern baldness had now turned into a smooth, hairless male pattern bald dome.

Leo was stunned but also felt incredibly horny. The bald man seemed excited about the result. 'Well, someone seems to like the improvement,' the bald man laughed. 

Over the next few days, Leo couldn't stop thinking about the bald man and the intense sexual experience they shared. He found himself going back to the bald man's apartment every night, and the bald man continued to epilate Leo's head. 

Despite the pain and discomfort of the epilating sessions, Leo found himself craving the sensation more and more. He enjoyed the feeling of being bald, and he liked that he could share this unique experience with the bald man. 

The bald man and Leo continued to see each other and explore their sexual chemistry further. They found that they shared a mutual fascination with the male pattern baldness and the sensation of tearing hair out. 

Eventually, Leo's hair stopped growing back. The bald man shaved Leo's head, and his male pattern bald fringe was now visible even with the shaved head. 'Well, now we really do look just like each other,' the horny bald twink laughs. 

Leo had never thought that he would find baldness attractive, but the experience had changed his perspective. He had learned to embrace his masculinity and sexuality in a new way. 

Leo's friends noticed the change in his appearance but didn't say anything. Leo decided to keep the new look, and he started to enjoy the attention he was getting from strangers. He felt a sense of freedom and confidence that he had never felt before. 

In the end, Leo had transformed himself from a luscious-haired twink into a bald, confident man. He had embraced a trend that he had initially found amusing, and he had turned it into something that he now cherished.

[sunnylands-world]

So I’d like to request a Draco mafia fanfic. Where someone disrespects the reader and it angers him.

FINE LINE

Pairing: Mafia draco x fem reader

Summary: Draco is a far man he hears bullshit all day but they cross a fine line when it comes to you...

Word count: 729

Warning: language, offense things are said about females [not by Draco], mentions of blood, use of a gun

Universe: mafia

A/n: okay I was supposed to post this at three in the morning but I fell asleep before I could 😭 anyway hope you like it I loved this idea and I had so much fun with writing it so thank you anon and please SHOW SUPPORT IF YOU READ THIS

Draco was never interested in the conversation that took place during these meetings. He just needed the deal, but occasionally he'd run into these talkative bitches who wanted to drink whiskey and complain about their wife's, hints why he called them talkative bitches. They complain all the time. He couldn't care less. Why were they bitching when they had enough money to stop worldwide hunger? They didn't do shit.

They've just been drinking and buying. He thought it was funny they had so many complaints. They were more women than their wives and they [their wives] did more than them. They cooked, cleaned and had babies. The least they could do was let them spend money on the things that make them happy.

"Yeah, like how do rich and wealthy men attract poor sluts," said one of them. Draco couldn't give a shit about his name he wanted to say it was Oliver but the topic made him snicker as he listened in.

"Okay, I mean, I earn all the money just for them to spend."

Probably 'cause you sit on your ass like a lazy bitch that nobody wants to be around, so she's out there screwing one of the drivers.

"All I'm saying is I make the money, I should be decided who spends it and it damn sure shouldn't be going to fucking diapers and sippy cups."

"Amen to that!"

You should have used a condom, selfish motherfuckers.

"Poor Draco over their quiet as a sleeping baby, your wife got you tied down?" Draco took a look at the bald man, but failed to reply which caused laughter to fill the room.

What the fuck is so funny?

"Don't worry man I get it, I had one just like that whore wife of yours working the pole for money. Had no talents before you right?"

Draco glared, his blue eyes turning dark as he let out a dry laugh.

"What the fuck did you say?" The room fell silent as the question left his lips. All eyes were on him for his mistake.

Draco thought he was a straightforward man. He had two rules, one of which was to make the deal so that everybody would be happy and no one would die, and two, not to disrespect the queen.

When Draco met you, you were a stripper, but you had to pay college tuition and your job at the café didn't cover everything. Of course, when you got together, he paid it all for you. You were studying now peacefully and he was satisfied with you kicking your feet up and working hard for your degree, but sometimes people made the mistake of disrespecting you the way this fat fucker did and he did not take well to people talking about you at all.

Now the guy wasn't stupid. He knew once the room went quiet, he made a mistake. Draco's hand was placed on his weapon and an inhuman glance was on his face. Everything was intended to be simple. Come to the casino, make the exchange and leave, but he couldn't let that pass, because you weren't a whore at a club. You were the queen to the biggest Mafia leader.

"Come on, man, you're not seriously upset about some bitch." he laughs, swallowing his fear.

Bitch?

"Look, I'm sure she would understand that it's all a joke. I didn't mean any harm, it's just the truth after all."

Sure, you might but Draco didn't find it amusing and you weren't here right now. Draco stood to his feet from the leather couch, aiming the gun at the prick resting into the chair, his eyes wide in fear as he realized what's to come. The gun fires. The loud noise with the muzzle flash sending a fire colored hue through the room as one bullet is shot through his head and the other in his nuts.

The blood splattered on his face like paint flickered on a canvas, Draco's jaw clenched as he pulled the trigger. He took the gun placing it on a red napkin before he wiped it clean putting it back.

"Get rid of this pig and get my fucking money." he says, walking from the private room and heading home to you.

If you didn't get it from what just happened, you don't mess with the queen. That's a warning.

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[legend-the-dumb-jock]

so my brother sneakily see me reading your stories and laughed at me for thinking this is real. He said he's not afraid being old and fat like that because even if he does, he could still tell everyone and they would still believe him. Could you show him what's what?

Oh he did ? Well. Let’s show him. He doesn’t make it to your bedroom door before he begins to groaning pain. Clutching his stomach and bending over a loud beech shoots out of his mouth. He looks back at you. “What’s happening ?!” You laugh and before you can even say anything your eyes are wide. “I’m doing this to you as punishment” I say as I step from the shadows. “You’ve. Been making fun of your brother? Well. Let’s show you what’s fun!” He begins to step away as your mouth is hanging open ( I don’t make appearances very often). “How about those abs. I bet your cherish them don’t you? “ and your brother bobs his head. “Y—yes” he scammers out and I pint at him “how’s about 75 pounds right here !” And your brother screams as is his stomach shoots forward. 75 pounds on instant fat gain. Pecs turning to moobs. “And what’s the good of being fat without the hair !” Your brother shouts as hair begins to grow across his body thick and wild. Making him begin to sweat. “Oh I won’t forget about that neck line either !” And his chin says as a double chin forms. By this point he’s carrying. “Hey don’t cry. Remember ? Even you thought it wasn’t so bad. Let’s talk about height ..”. I turn to you. “Boy how tall are you?” And you stammer out 5’10”. Shakily. I turn back to your brother “you hear that ? Sounds like you’re going to be 5’4”!” Your brother shouts no and she shoots down from 6’2” to his new height. I laugh as he is pleading with me to stop these changes. “But why. ? Didn’t you say you would be able to tell everyone what was going on? That you were changed ? “ your brother tries to respond. You see the pain in his eyes. Tears dripping down his day cheeks. Gritting his teeth and finally yells out “Im a big fat fuck and I’ve always been like this !” I laugh as your eyes get huge “ damn right you are. And every time you try to tell anyone otherwise ..guess what?” And your brother shouts back “ I’m a big fat fuck and I’ve always been like this !” Perfect. I grin at him. “You see how hard it is for you to tell what is going on?” And your brother cries yes.

I lol at you. “Is this satisfactory enough ? “. Your brother looks at you. Afraid of what is going to happen. “Well?” I’m growing impatient in a very busy man. And you say “well…. He was laughing at me for reading stuff about old men.” My eyes turn yellow from the pleasure of this one. And your brother screams no. “Well boss. Looks like 25 is too young for ya…let’s try 80!!” And this time your brother fell to the floor. Screaming as his body began to rapidly age. Gaining more weight and hair. Liver spots forming and him becoming bald. His muscle sagging and his skin becoming weathered. “P—-p—-please. Don’t do this !” He groans in an older raspier voice. He staggers up ward. Having to find a seat to support his new age and weight. “Well boss… no can do. I’m sure you’re going to have fun like this !” And I disappear. The door downstairs open and shuts and you can hear your roommate yell out for you and your brother. But before you can say anything your brother tells out “I’m a big fat fuck and I’ve always been like this !”

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

A/N ::: I'm absolutely bat shit crazy for the idea of an older ProHero!Kiri. That age crossover with men when they're not quite strapping young lads (early to mid 20's?) to when they're distinguished gentlemen (mid 30's to 40's? ... even if they're not distinguished, they can still look the part 😆). *I tagged some of you simply because I (hoped) thought you might like some fun Kiri stuff this morning. If you don't want to be tagged every now and then, let me know and I won't randomly add you. =)

C/W ::: M->F oral, fingering, orgasm, squirting. Pretty short, sweet & to the point 🤷‍♀️.

WC ::: just over 1.4 k

(This fucking picture thoughghafejkdajlk)

I'm very hung up on older ProHero!Kiri right now. Laying in bed, reading the news on his tablet or laptop at the end of the day. He's already washed up and his red hair with dashes of white is tied back in a sloppy bun with one of your hair ties because he always 'loses' his. But you know it's bullshit. You've caught him smelling them before. You know it's because they smell so much like your hair that he wants them instead of the crap he buys for himself.

You get out of the shower in your master bath that's just off the master bedroom. Standing in front of the full length mirror closet doors to give yourself a once over before you strut around in front of your husband like an animal trying to secure a mate.

Your eyes roll over the surface of your freshly washed body. Droplets of water ease down your shoulders and breasts, stopping for a moment to rest on the tip of your nipple before they are another victim to gravity. Looking further down at your newly shaved cunt, you're so nervous, too ... to what? Present yourself to him?

You've never done this before. Never wanted to. Never had a reason to. Kiri hasn't ever hinted at wanting you to be bald - not even trimmed. He eats his meals like a big boy: without any complaints and he always finishes what he's got served up before him. He'd never complain in the first place, he's just so damned happy to be there between your thighs.

Walking into the room as nonchalantly as you can muster, you're brushing your hair and you ask him if there's anything good in local news.

"Nah, nothing I didn't already know about, babe. Anyway, I'm about to turn in for the - um, sorry? WHAT is going on with your pussy right now? Get your gorgeous ass over here right this instant, please, mama. Jesus, Mary and Joseph. Are you trying to kill me with this??"

You blush and giggle, exercising every ounce of your willpower not to reach down and cup yourself to hide from his gaze. "You like it, Ei?" You ask, even though you're a little afraid of the answer. Despite the big stupid grin across his unshaven face.

"Do I - do I like it? *aheh* I-I-I ... fuck. I can't even talk right now. C'mere, c'mere." He lifts his massive arms and gestures for you to join him in bed. You can already see where the imprint of his cock has risen against the sheet he's got pulled up to his waist. Your pussy clenches at the excitement of what he's going to do with you. To you.

You take a few tentative steps toward the Alaskan King sized bed and walk up the little steps he built for you so you wouldn't have to struggle too much when you climbed onto the mattress. He had a special platform attached to the bedframe because he's so damn tall. You told him it would be easier for you to slide out of bed than it would be for him to have to start his day from a near crouch. It always makes him laugh, watching you do this. You just look so little to him. Oftentimes, he can't help himself but to aid you as you ascend. It's a little thing that makes both of you incredibly happy to have the other.

Once he has you up there with him, he lets go of your hand and runs it from your calves up to your face and holds you there while he kisses you softly. But you can tell by his breathing that he doesn't want to go slow tonight. His right hand is holding him up as he leans into your neck and pushes your hair aside with his left, eventually grabbing your throat and holding you there while he sniffs around at your spotless (and hairless) body.

"Sooo ... do tell, my little. What prompted the sudden change of, oh, hairstyles? We'll go with hairstyles. Why'd you shave your pussy? You didn't ... you didn't do this for me, did you? Because I don't want you to feel like I ---" He started his usual reassurance before you stopped him. "No! Nothing like that, Ei. I've just never done this and I wanted to see what it would be like. Y-you like it, though?" A wave of panic washed over you as you lay next to him.

"Oh my god, ye-yes. I fucking love it. You look beautiful. I love that I can see all of you. My pretty little pussy is all out there for me now. In fact, I think - mm-hm. I do. I gotta taste you. Now." He got up onto his knees, discarding his boxer briefs as soon as he tossed the sheet from over his legs. His cock, already leaking, slapped against his stomach.

His body is so fucking beautiful. Even more so than when he was in his 20's. He is strong. Ridiculously so. The hair on his chest sits there unassumingly. Perfect and inviting and warm to the touch. Really, he is warm all over/all of the time. It's comforting.

As you watched him make his way around to you, you glanced at the clock on your nightstand. In the time that it took you to look at that, he was on you. His giant hands wrapped around the curve of your thighs and he was pulling you toward him at the middle of the bed. You yelped at the sudden slide against the silk sheets. You moved easily enough, it was just such a surprise. Though the more you thought about it, the more you realized you should always be prepared for him to do stuff like this.

"There ... we ... go. Ok, babe. I'm going to thoroughly devour you, ok? Like, I've never done this on ... on a bald pussy before. I'm going to take all of you in. So lay back and open yourself up to me, cutie-pie." You blushed again and laid down, back flat against the bed. He laughed softly through his nose as he nudged your knees.

Kiri kissed his way from your inner knee, up your thigh to your soft folds. He looked up at you and smiled before he pushed his nose and mouth against your cunt. Your body shuddered as he moved his tongue around your clit and started to suck on it. He held onto your thighs and pressed his mouth harder against you as you started to get wetter. He moaned into you as he tasted your juices and pulled back just enough to say something to you.

"Fuck, I love your pussy. 'S so fucking perfect f'r me. Love you so much, babe. Thank you for ... fuck ... thank you for this delicacy." He dove back in, licking up your slit and sucking on your clit again. You moaned and grabbed at his hair as he started to use his fingers to push inside of you. He worked his hand so well, so gently. You felt him curl his fingers upwards as he started to rub against your g-spot. It was so fucking intense. You knew you were about to come, but you couldn't tell him fast enough.

Your body tensed up as you drew your legs up to your chest and the orgasm washed over you like a slow wave. You shook and you moaned loudly as you squirted in his face. He licked and sucked on you until you pushed his head away. Kiri wiped his mouth and chin with his hand and he noticed your body was still shaking.

"Are you ok, little? Did I ... do something?" You lowered your legs and pulled your arms from over your face and he saw your smile. "You're laughing?" He asked. You nodded and continued to laugh, almost hysterically. "What's so funny?" The look he was giving you in conjunction with the orgasm you just had, was about a blissed out as you've ever been. "No-nothing, Kiri. I'm fine. That was just really, really, really fucking amazing. I'm just happy 's all." You looked up at him as he was sucking his hand clean.

"I'm happy too, babe. And this was fun. You think you'll keep it like this for a while? Or ...?" He ran his fingertips over your mound as he kissed your stomach. "Please?"

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Dividers by me // Canva

[not-goldy]

But why Jimin is feeling some type about turning 30 🤔 He doesn't have a biological clock ticking to get pregnant, he's a man who according according society doesn't reach their 'expiry date any time soon, he got everything settled financially and family wise, he got supportive parents but he lived majority of his life away from them... now even if he wants to have them here he's perfectly capable to do so. He still looks dropdead gorgeous... actually older he becomes prettier and graceful he turns. His body is still young and beautiful, He already got a partner who is so understanding and makes him feel the best no matter how he looks or his age.

I don't see Tae, who's same age as him focusing on turning 30 much.. he's still having fun, dating best girls out there, all set to enjoy after he retun from MS too. Like he should..because 30 is still very young in my book lol

Biological clock to get pregnant....

Ha🤣

A. He's human

B. Different backgrounds Different directions in life

Tae doesn't have chronic backpain does he??

Tae's career is not woven around his ability to dance his ass off and contour his body into impossible shapes does he? He dances sure and he's good sure but he's not Jimin 🥴

Watch BTS Island or whatever that show was I think they talked about these things- vmin I mean.

Remember he said he hated working out but then had to learn to love it because he needed to work on his form. He said he was becoming weak- he is not just a pretty face. He is not the type of idol you'd give a mic and a seat center stage to perform.

He is Beyonce. He is a spectacle

He will always be a spectacle unfortunately

Losing weight, dieting, fixing his teeth tweaking that- can't do that all his life that's just sad if he has to😢

So he is gonna reminisce and wonder if he should keep doing this or choose a different part- as he said he did before in the past when BTS was going through stuff.

He's gonna reinvent himself take stock reevaluate and shit. 30 is a milestone I suppose most idols do that before they decide to go all in for the long ride- you wouldn't want to look back at 40 and regret certain things you know?

This is where I start ranting bout the impossible beauty standards and performance expectations yall have of him- HE IS SOMEONE'S SON NOT AN OBJECT FOR YOUR ADMIRATION

And before you tell me this idol don't do that that person don't do that- THAT PERSON IS NOT JIMIN AND YOU KNOW DEAD WELL YOU HOLD JIMIN TO A MUCH HIGHER STANDARD THAN TEHM DONT LIE

And let's not forget 30 is primarily when an Idols career is assumed to have come to an end in kpop- sure there are new trends of older idols breaking the stereotypes but let's not act like age isn't a huge part of Kpop and that newer younger, much much younger idols are popping up on the scene- they may not be as seasoned or as talented but that will not stop toxic stans perpetuating ageism against BTS.

Its very normal for an idol of JMs caliber to put some thoughts into what he wants to do with his life at this point- if the company isn't going to be any helpful to his career and he doesn't have his age playing in his favor then boy or girl he very much has a right to ponder over his age. He's human.

If he's queer and wants a family then he very much has to worry about that too. And don't be fooled, men do experience low sperm count as they age and other erectile disfunction as they age too it's not just women like they try to portray.

They grow grey hairs and they go bald 🙄

Their bodies change dramatically with age too🥲

I can go on and on but he's just human doing what normal humans do.

[specialagentlokitty]

Patrick Jane x reader - support

hiii!! could u write about reader and Patrick Jane? Where reader is dealing with personal issues and she’s stressed about it. Then her and Patrick are working on a case and is questioning a suspect then the suspect insults her and it makes her mad and she almost hits him and Patrick pulls her away and questions why she almost hit him and then she tells him why. I hope that made sense and thank you! - Anon💜

Dropping the file on the desk you sat down, running a hand down your face.

“Don’t even think about it Jane I’m not in the mood.” You said lowly.

He raised his hands, grinning a little as he sat down on the edge of your desk.

“No trouble this time I promise, Lisbon has a suspect for you. Given the suspects aversion to law enforcement and your patience and calmness we think you can get him to open up.”

“Is he here now?”

“Yup, just waiting, let’s go.”

Jane held his hand out to you with a charming smile and you took it so you could stand up.

Letting go you looked around the office before you gestured towards someone else’s desk.

“Grab their badge.”

“Now I could be wrong (Y/N), but I’m pretty sure taking an agents badge is just a tiny bit illegal.”

You rolled your eyes.

“Just go get it.”

With that, you walked away, heading to the interrogation room and you headed to the room next to it to begin watching your suspect.

Overall he wasn’t an impressive man, balding, he was small, didn’t seem very muscular to have done the damage to your victim but looks could be deceiving.

A minute later Jane came back.

“So, why do I need the badge?” He asked.

“The suspect hasn’t seen you yet, you’ve been here with me all day. Since he hates law enforcement it’s going to piss him off when he sees that there’s two of us in there.”

“Well that part I gathered, but I could’ve done that without it.”

“You don’t look like a cop that’s the issue, so just flash the badge then put it away he doesn’t need to see it.”

Jane nodded his head, and he opened the door, gesturing for you to go first and you did, entering the room.

You said nothing as you sat down and you studied the suspect for a moment.

“Is it fun for you to chase people around wielding a shotgun?” Jane asked.

The suspect scoffed.

“Stop wasting my time.”

“Well, you’re our top suspect, your shotgun matches the one we’re looking for and I’m sure if I get a warrant we’ll find it’s recently been fired.” You said.

The suspect snapped his eyes to you and narrowed them a little.

“What the hell are you?”

“Agent (L/N).”

“So, what are you his assistant or something?”

“Actually I’m her assistant.” Jane said.

The suspect looked between you two and Jane gestured for you to get up and follow him so you did.

He took you to the other side of the room, and he glanced at the suspect before turning to you.

“He has no respect for women..” he whispered.

“Clearly, that might work in our favour…”

Jane furrowed his brows a little bit.

“Take control of the interview he’s more likely to respond to you..”

“Right, okay.” He said.

Jane went back to the table and you followed sitting down.

You didn’t say much, you let Jane ask the questions and if he was stuck you would ask something and he’d repeat it to get an answer.

It was going well until the suspect turned his attention to you after checking his watch.

“Shouldn’t you be getting home, your husband won’t make his own dinner or fetch his own beer.”

“Excuse me?”

“Run along bitch, only men belong here.”

You stood up, and so did the suspect.

Jane quickly stood looking between the pair of you, he was really sure what to do.

“Have some respect.” Jane warned.

“I won’t respect someone like that.”

You had enough, you were angry as it was, and you stormed around the table.

You just saw red and you swung your fist, connecting with someone and you heard a thud of someone hitting the wall.

“Jeez, one hell of a punch…” Jane mumbled.

Your eyes shot open and you stared at your coworker.

Jane walked over, placing his free hand on your elbow, his other hand holding his nose.

“Let’s take a few…” he mumbled out.

He led you out of the room and he took you back to his desk before holding up a hand and vanishing.

You passed on the interview on to Rigsby and you went home for the day.

It wasn’t a good idea for you to be there and you needed to calm down, so you went home and got a shower before changing into some comfortable clothes and ordering food.

Sitting on the couch, you buried your head in your hands taking a few deep breaths to try and calm yourself and compose your emotions.

You heard your door open and closed and you slowly reached for you gun.

“Don’t shoot it’s me!”

Sighing, you set it back down.

“In here!” You called back.

Jane walked through and he pushed your stuff out the way to sit on the table in front of you.

“So, what happened in there? You’ve never once lost your temper like that before.” Jane said.

You sighed, leaning back on the couch and you looked at him. You could see the blood on his shirt, and the blooming bruise around his nose along with a small cut.

“I’m so sorry I hit you…”

“You weren’t aiming for me I got in the way, you can really throw a punch it’s amazing. But doesn’t answer my question.”

“I… I have some personal stuff going on..”

Jane got up, and he sat next to you.

“Let’s talk about it.”

You looked at him, and he gave you a warm smile and you sighed.

You explained everything to him that was going on and he held your hand as you did.

When you were done you cleared your throat and stood up, gesturing to his shirt.

“I’ll get that out I have a spare sweater hold on.”

You disappeared and Jane said nothing about it.

He didn’t want to pressure you about anything else and he knew your distraction was to find things to do, so he changed into the sweater and let you clean his shirt.

But he decided he was going to keep an eye on you because you needed the support and you wouldn’t ask for it

[jyeshindra]

ALL ABOUT ARIES ASCENDANT

Here we go! Pt. I of my ascendant/rising series...this time we're covering the stubborn rams of the zodiac; Aries.

Remember, the ascendant is our mask. It's how others perceive us and the first impressions we make in our environment. It denotes our appearance, our way of doing things, and how our personality is expressed in all environments of life.

Whenever I talk about ascendants, I love to start with the chart ruler. You see, every sign is linked to a planet (sometimes two!), and that planet's symbolism can say so much about the sign's behavior and motivations.

For Aries ascendants, your chart ruler is Mars, so this fiery, red-hot planet says much about who you are and your aura. Aries ascendants are independent self-starters who approach life with much vigor and determination. These people set goals and they're likely to achieve them with a quickness and a brashness. Perhaps their way of moving is a bit clumsy or disorganized, Aries-types aren't much for planning or taking their time. Like the Ram, they like to barge in to situations without thinking and improvise from there.

Mars is inceptive. Its primary motivation is to act, to intercept, to invade, to conquer. It's assertive and bold, not afraid to stand up for itself or for someone else. All of these qualities are given to the Aries Ascendant and make for ambitious, hungry individuals. All Aries Ascendants know they are truly 1 of 1, and they're not afraid to live it!

Aries Ascendants often have a unique sense of style, favoring dark clothing, leathers, and reds. Your head/forehead/eyes may be your most prominent features, for Mars often gives a sharpness and intensity to the eyes. Can you see the fire burning in those pupils? I wouldn't be surprised if these Risings also go bald at some point! (for the men in particular). These natives have an intimidating aura, and you can often sense their ambition and independent nature from a mile away. You kind of just know they don't need anyone.

Now Aries is symbolized by the ram generally, but the lamb is an appropriate symbol as well. We forget Aries has a soft, child-like nature to them. They're curious and naive and so are the Ascendants. Life can feel like a playground to some of these natives and their curiosity can get them into lots of fun and lots of trouble.

Where these natives struggle the most is often in the arena of relationships. Aries can be too independent, refuse the help of others, and fail to see the value in cooperation. Their desire to act in accordance with their own interest often alienates them and forces these ascendants to walk a lonely path. These ascendants must grow their wisdom and learn from their 9th house in Sagittarius. You do not have all the answers. There is great wisdom to be gained once you step outside of your comfort zone and open yourself up to learning from others. There is so much power to be claimed by these risings with their Scorpio 8th House. They have the ability to break down any wall and lead armies in the name of great, noble causes.

Aries Ascendants, you are natural leaders. You take charge and you have both the energy and the vision to reach your goals. There's a natural understanding here with the Capricorn Midheaven that it takes time to achieve the recognition and status you know you're worthy of. You will put your nose to the grindstone and sweat to make those dreams come true.

You want the stability and security you know life can bring you. This is represented by your 4th house in Cancer. It's where your true self flourishes. You crave warmth in your environment, a place where all of your emotional needs can be met and attended to. Status may come, yes, but Aries Risings will always want some level of privacy and shelter. Then, the armor can come off and they can truly be the fuzzy lambs we know them to be.

I'll stop here. Let's recap; what I've gone through with this Ascendant is your chart ruler and your angular houses (1st, 4th, 10th, 7th). Through doing this I've dissected your style, your approach to life, areas for growth, how others perceive you, and deep truths about your nature based on the environments you favor/create for yourself if you have an Aries ascendant.

You see? The Ascendant is truly a vehicle of creation. So much of our soul and what our soul makes for itself can be seen through it.

But that's all for today folks. Have a wonderful Thursday.

[dickarchivist]

Grave squad of the 404th.

This is the biography introduction for Grave Squad, clone OCs made by me. They're part of a fake battalion, the 404th. The jedi mentioned are for context only at this point, and are also my OCs.

Jedi of Note: Jedi Master Dax'Malkin Valka. Zebrak. General of the 404th. Padawan Athena Bello, near human. Master Dax's last Padawan.

Word count: 2815

Minors DNI 🔞 there is the N S F W alphabet for Grave Squad toward the bottom.

Meet The Clones!

Ghost, Phantom, Specter, Banshee, and Wraith!

Clone Captain 1313: Ghost

Nickname: none

Ghost is the oldest of the Grave Squad Clones. He's a mission focused and goal driven soldier, but this doesn't stop him from making time to check on his men. Ghost is known to be incredibly kind hearted, making sure that everyone in his command is taken care of before he takes care of himself.

During a field mission, Ghost sustained acid burns to his eyes while protecting natives. Ghost lost his eyes, but Master Dax saw to it that he be given cybernetics to stay in the fight and prolong his life. Ghost's eyes are predominantly white, with a gray iris and white pupil. The splash like scars remain across his eyes like a mask. Ghost has short hair, shaved on the sides with a slightly longer top. After his accident, Ghost starts growing facial hair. The dark hair is mixed with patches of silver, fading in some places.

ARC Trooper 1404: Phantom

Nickname: Tom/Tommy

Phantom's a little cocksure and brash. He likes to think himself the leader despite his place in the Squad, and will sometimes challenge Ghost for his position. He's never beaten Ghost, even when his Captain was blind. Phantom is extremely competitive, keeps count of Droid kills on missions, and is known to cause bar fights.

When he's in the field, Phantom earns his name. He moves silently and follows the orders to a T unless the situation calls for quick thinking, which it often does. He's best with long range assault, yet remains a vital assent in melee situations. Phantom sports goatee facial hair with longer locks. He ties it back with a beaded ribbon given to him by Athena.

ARC Trooper 1551: Specter

Nickname: Specs

Lovingly nicknamed "Specs" by his brothers, Specter is the more technologically inclined of Grave Squad. His area of expertise sits with improvised weaponry, often making explosives or blasters with anything he can get his hands on. Creating gadgets and hacking systems are his second favorite hobbies. His first is photography. Specter takes photos every chance he gets, and when asked why, he simply says, "Proof that we lived." He's a little harder to get to warm up than his brothers, very blunt, but he understands when gentleness is needed.

Specter has a shock of white hair on his head, fluffy and wild, a broad Mohawqk. The sides of his head are shaved, decorated with tattoos of intricate swirl patterns.

Clone Ordnance Specialist 1666: Banshee

Nickname: Ban

The scars on Banshee's throat tell many stories, but you won't hear them from him. His brothers can tell you a million different stories, but they always change, and Banshee won't tell you which one is true, if any of them. He's quiet, yet despite his role in demolition, he likes it quiet too. He wears in the ear headphones near constantly to drown out the tinnitus from explosions. some say he's deaf, but even so much as whisper his name and he'll look your way. But he's not mute. On the battlefield if you hear his voice, you either duck for cover or you run. Things are about to get loud. Banshee communicates in hand signs more than anything else.

Banshee is often seen with a neutral expression, and half hooded eyes, making him appear sleepy despite how high alert he always is. Aside from the scars across his throat, Banshee's hair is his most defining feature. Near shaved bald, the fuzz on his head is blonde. Sometimes, for fun, Banshee and the rest of Grave Squad will draw on his head. Athena once drew a heart near his temple. He had it tattooed there shortly after.

Clone Medic 1789: Wraith

Nickname: Ray/Rai

One of the hardest Clones to pin down, Wraith is always running from place to place without end. He's a worrier, much a mother hen, and consistently double checking to make sure everything is in order. He's one of the few people that can get Ghost to sit down and take care of himself before others. Wraith is incredibly firm when it comes to the safety of his brothers, and has been threatened with a court martial numerous times for disobeying jedi orders in favor of the preservation of his brothers. Luckily, Master Dax never let them take Wraith, always saying that the medic was indeed following orders, his orders.

Wraith loves flowers. He pressed them when he can, collecting new ones on his missions and preserving them between the pages of a hand bound book with blank paged that Master Dax made for him. Wraith has a slight mutation in his genetics, giving him one green eye, and one standard brown. He has a well kept beard, and a slightly longer, natural curly hair cut.

Some Spicy ABC's beyond this point 👀💦

NSFW ALPHABET FOR GRAVE SQUAD

A note: All of Grave Squad is Pan, they like everyone and everything. However, unless requested, I tend to write fem/afab partners for them. With that in mind, that's how these will be answered.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Ghost: As with everyone under him, Ghost makes sure your needs are met. He'll man handle you, clean you up, had make sure you drink some water within the hour. If you're really messy, he'll take you to the shower and clean you up himself.

Phantom: he's shockingly clingy afterwards, asking if it felt good, if it still feels good, do you need a safe word next time, are you sure it was what you wanted, etc. For a man as outwardly confident as Phantom, he's very self conscious and craves your approval.

Specter: less so for after care. Specs would, with your permission, take a photo of the mess he's made of you, chuckling that it's his best work yet. Out of the 5 of them, Specs is the most likely to eat you out as a form of after care.

Banshee: he just wants to hold you. Keep you close, listen to your panting, the intense beat of your heart as it comes down. He'd enjoy Feather light touching, Whispers of kisses on warm skin. Soft, quiet, warm and safe. He'd want to stay in you as long as possible.

Wraith: he would stay as long as you wanted him to, but wouldn't be the most romantic for Aftercare. He'd wait for the body high to fall before taking you into the shower to clean up. He'd change the sheets before allowing you back into bed, only afterwards would he cuddle with you again.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Ghost: he's a lips and breasts kinda man, that oral fixation. He thinks his hands are nice.

Phantom: thinks he's the maker's gift to the galaxy, all of him is his favorite. He loves soft tummies and thighs on his partners.

Specter: takes pride in his arms and hands, they're quick, strong, and skilled. Loves to look you in those pretty eyes of yours

Banshee: he likes his tummy, its not rough chisled, but solid still. He likes that when he's not flexed, he has a little belly roll. Its not a body part, but he loves your voice. It's the only sound in the galaxy he'd want to hear all day long.

Wraith: his eyes and nose are his favorites on him, making him unique from the very start. He takes his time appreciating your whole body, stating that every part is his favorite, though you do catch him looking at your ass and chest very often.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Grave Squad: they all enjoy spending themselves inside their partners, but even more when their partners cum.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Ghost: He gets jealous so quickly. He doesn't have personal possessions, but you belong to him, and if anyone makes him feel even the slightest insecure about that, he's quick to remind the galaxy who you belong to.

Phantom: he'll try to deny it, puts on a convincing act, but Phantom likes it when his partner takes control. He'd never ask for it, but he craves it.

Specter: when he's in a creative rut, Specs will wear a pair of your panties that he stole from you. Sometimes he'll wear them just for fun.

Banshee: listens to a recording of the two of you having sex almost every single day. His headphones are always on, no one is the wiser.

Wraith: once accidentally exposed himself to a powerful aphrodisiac he was researching and pretended to be sick because he couldn't get his boner down for 8 hours. Spent that time furiously going solo.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Ghost: he's had his fair share of flings and one night stands, but yearns for more.

Phantom: first of Grave Squad to fuck, and has not stopped since. He's here for a good time.

Specter: much like Ghost, he's experienced the throws of passion.

Banshee: he's selective, and needs connection before making a physical one, but has had a handful of goes around the bases.

Wraith: someone draw this man a map, he can't find a date

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Grave Squad: any position they can see their partner's face in

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Ghost: knows when to make a joke during sex, knows when to be heartfelt

Phantom: makes jokes afterwards, to cover up his insecurities

Specter: does not joke, but will chuckle if you do

Banshee: barely talks. If he does make a joke, it'll likely go over your head in the moment.

Wraith: jokes when he's nervous, so very often at first, but less and less the more serious the relationship.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Grave squad: all very well kept, Ghost doesn't let them get nasty (neither does Wraith). And yes, the carpet matched the drapes.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Ghost: he gets wistful, thinking of the future almost breaks his heart, because he doesn't know if he has one. But he wants to, with you, and he'll tell you that over and over. "I want a life with you."

Phantom: once you've broken down his fuck boy walls, Phantom is actually really romantic. He does stereotype romance when he thinks you're just in it for the sex, but once you've actually started to get serious he puts in the effort.

Specter: his romance is in subtle ways, like calling you by your first name when he only ever calls you by a pet name or your title. He may be softer with you, or come to you for creature comforts without the need or want for sex.

Banshee: if he speaks around you, fuck everything else, that's how you know he loves you. He uses his voice.

Wraith: his version of romantic interaction is a strange meld of his brothers, but above all else, he'd bring you flowers. Not just pressed ones, but live flowers, even ones he made with metal or papers.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Ghost: he doesn't do it often, but when he does he makes sure with 100% certainty that no one will hear, see, or interrupt him. Ghost is very private.

Phantom: has no shame, but at least has the decency to wait until he thinks his brothers are asleep.

Specter: will go solo to relieve stress, but otherwise doesn't unless it's part of sex with you.

Banshee: once a day, no one knows that he does.

Wraith: very bad at hiding the fact that he does, because he can't keep quiet.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Ghost: breeding, marking/possession, over stim, nipple play, oral fixation, being called "daddy", body worship, Achluophilia (darkness/blindfold)

Phantom: punishment (recieving, light when giving), sub/Dom play (both ways), wax play, praise, public sex, teasing,

Specter: bondage, recording, edging/denial, over stim, public sex, lingerie, underwear

Banshee: Akophilia (arousal through sounds), body worship, shower sex, face sitting (partner on him), Somnophilia (sleeping sex (with consent))

Wraith: Vicarphilia (hearing of other's exploites), breath play, medical play, shower sex

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) (other than the bedroom)

Ghost: over his desk

Phantom: in any risky spot

Specter: in front of windows/ mirrors

Banshee: in the shower

Wraith: exam chair/table

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Grave Squad: their partner, always.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Grave Squad: non-concent, dehumanization, age play

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Ghost: loves both

Phantom: likes recieving, loves giving

Specter: doesn't like recieving, enjoys giving

Banshee: loves both, especially giving

Wraith: likes both, getting better at it

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Ghost: depends on partner's desires

Phantom: rough and fast until bonds are made, then slows down sometimes

Specter: sensual, but hard

Banshee: slow and sensual

Wraith: clumsy, slow, and giggly

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Ghost: enjoys them, but not as much as feature length fun

Phantom: loves em, but less when youre serious with him

Specter: he'll give you oral for a Quickie but doesn't like them for himself

Banshee: would only do it if you asked him to and seemed absolutely desperate

Wraith: so excited about the idea, would love to, as often as you'd like.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Grave Squad: they'll try damn near anything at least once.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Ghost: 4 rounds, 10-15 min each, 2-5 minutes between rounds

Phantom: 3 rounds, 8-12 minutes each, 3-5 minutes between first 3 rounds, 6-10 minutes between final rounds

Specter: 3 rounds, 10-15 minutes each, 1-3 minutes between each round.

Banshee: 3 rounds, 15-20 minutes each, 2-3 minutes between rounds.

Wraith: 2 rounds, 5-8 minutes each, 3-5 minutes between rounds (he'll get better with practice)

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Ghost: doesn't use toys, but wouldn't be adverse to trying for his partner

Phantom: loves toys, uses them for both

Specter: uses toys on partner

Banshee: loves a good cockring, anything to prolong the process

Wraith: doesn't know enough, but would be very excited to try them out

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Ghost: teases a little (until you tease back/make him jealous, then all bets are off)

Phantom: teases until you tell him to stop

Specter: King Tease, doesn't stop until you use the safe word

Banshee: doesn't tease verbally, only touch, and only until you're in the mood and say you're ready for him

Wraith: would try to tease, but wouldn't be good at it. Unknowingly teases most of all.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Ghost: moderate, doesn't get too loud but can be vocal. Grunts and moans, growls. Checks in throughout, light dirty talk sometimes

Phantom: moderate to loud. Talks through the process, shouts when he climaxes unless he's going solo. Dirty talk and check ins veiled as dirty talk

Specter: low to moderate, brief check ins. Dirty talk in a whisper, will call you names if you're into it.

Banshee: silent for the most part. Breathy panting, soft grunts. Focusing more on the sounds you make. Eye contact for check ins

Wraith: moderate to loud. Panting, moaning, grunting, begging and praise.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Ghost: watching you ride him is one of his favorite sights

Phantom: makes sure you climax at least twice while with him

Specter: gets off on you getting off, way more than anything else.

Banshee: wants nothing more than to slowly fuck you for an entire day, would spend hours worshipping your body if given a chance.

Wraith: has a fantasy about having sex on a beach, but wouldn't do it because it's very risky health wise. Thinks about it often, though.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Ghost: above average length, average thickness

Phantom: average length and thickness

Specter: average length, slightly above average thickness

Banshee: above average length and thickness

Wraith: average length and thickness

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Ghost: 8/10

Phantom: 8/10

Specter: 7/10

Banshee: 10/10 (surprise)

Wraith: 5/10

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Ghost: doesn't fall asleep until after you do

Phantom: falls asleep within 20 minutes of finishing

Specter: falls asleep within 30 minutes of finishing

Banshee: stays awake as long as he can just admiring you

Wraith: once his Aftercare routine is finished, he's out within moments unless you keep him awake.

[privatejoker]

dear androgynous or gender non conforming trans people and actually everyone and also you specifically,

in good faith

if anyone is treating your presentation or desired presentation like it's a personal attack against them they are not to be listened to. if anyone is trying to coerce you into being someone who makes more sense to them they are not to be listened to.

for example (one from experience) the trans men who make fun of you for wanting to be androgynous or feminine, who are telling you that you will regret going on hrt or pursuing other forms of transition, who are telling you that by doing any of those things you will then find yourself ugly and that your wants for yourself are unreasonable and so you should never try are only projecting their own misery onto you, their own precarious sense of masculinity and belief in the validity in their personal gender.

the wonderful thing about being trans is that we find ourselves working within a framework that highlights mutability and choice, that not only accepts but welcomes change, that lets you actively create yourself as feels fulfilling and right to you. this goes for literally anyone ever. everyone has the capacity to live this way. some people will pretend otherwise but they are wrong. trans people prove this by just existing. everyone should have the right to choice and should have access to safety and support along with it.

we are all engendered by our choices. you have options. you can mix and match and wait and see how it feels, how others see you, balance what feels safe with what feels right, consider how different places and different people might affect that balance. you don't have to pass if it just feels conciliatory, like it is a hoop you have to jump through, a means of proving yourself before you can present how you want. i mean it. and i am not saying this out of naivety. it may be safer to pass or be stealth or closeted, and you are entitled to your sense of safety. trust your sense of risk assessment. you know best.

you can be "inconsistent" (or perhaps exploratory, fluid) in your presentation or sense of self, you can go on HRT and stop and this can be a step forward in your transition, not an end or a regression. you can simply change your mind. no explanation needed. you are entitled to your own understanding of yourself. you can stop doing anything that feels wrong or uncomfortable. you do not have to follow a script. you do not have to live with restriction.

let me stress this in particular because it seems to be contentious: if hair is an important aspect of your presentation there is no shame in trying to preserve it. you do not have to resign yourself, weather changes that cause you intense distress because it would be very macho of you to do so, or because you feel unable to reach an ideal in the first place. the ideals are not easily attainable on purpose, they are frequently fraught, often they are simply lies. insecurities can be profitable for certain others. there will be people in your life who love you wholly and unconditionally. yes, you, right now. even if it's never happened before for you.

try finasteride or topical minoxidil if you want to (though minoxidil is toxic to cats!) in any case there are wigs. there is hairline surgery. there are scarves. you can be bald, have a receding hairline, thin hair and be beautiful and worthy of love. you! right now! i really mean it. get a tattoo on your scalp of something that you think is beautiful. notably you may regrow some hair with transition or if you stop testosterone.

you can always try anything even if it doesn't work out in the end. there is always the chance that it might. you can mourn any and every loss. anyone who would belittle you by making your grief seem trivial or wrong is Not To Be Listened To.

you do not have to identify as or be trans to do any of this.

you never know but you can always try.

you never have to externalize, justify, explain your internal self to deserve being respected, accepted and loved.

ok bye

[strawbs-screaming]

☆ The Boxers At A Haunted House ☆

Stopped thinking about spore for this one, thats when you know its important (woah) by this i dont mean actual spirits i mean the fake halloweenie ones btw

Glass Joe

- Just screaming, even at the people not supposed to be scary

- "AH! You scared me!"

- "Joe i dont have anything on"

- "i know but still"

- hes just running for his life

- keeps tripping over things, he would probably be the first to die in a horror movie

- climbed on von kaiser at some point from fear

- "GET OFF ME!!"

- "AHHH!!"

- his scream makes everyone scream, hes such a scream queen its not funny

- threw a chair at piston hondo from fear at some point

- Literally begging for his life

- #1 to get thrown at the culprit whenever hes running away with a group

- keeps getting chucked at the employees

Von Kaiser

- screaming along with Joe

- flinging things around from fear, those underpaid employees are gonna have to work overtime to pay the medical bills kaiser caused them by throwing a entire ass table at them

- cannot speak, at all, hes just screaming, causing everyone else to also scream

- "AHHHH"

- "AHHHHHH!!"

- "AHHH!!!???"

- pushes whoever is next to him at whatever is chasing him

- "TAKE HIM INSTEAD!!"

- "oh"

- making barricades & hiding

- sneaks up & attacks one of the employees

Disco Kid

- sacrificing Joe to the employees

- hiding with kaiser

- Just laughing like crazy because he cant take 18 grown men screaming in unison seriously while cheap horror music is being played in the back with people chasing them in cheap halloween costumes (almost typed creamed ☹️)

- keeps giving away their hiding spot from all the giggling

- "SHHH!! SHUT UP SHUT UP YOURE GIVING US AWAY"

- hes just losing it while hiding in the closet

- hondo had to hold his mouth shut while they hid

- giggling while pushing the employees jokingly, ended up breaking a few bones

- having the time of his life

King Hippo

- keeps "accidentally" scaring people

- the real fear factor is him falling down the stairs, hit 3 people while falling like a bowling ball (STRIKE!)

- also laughing with disco, theyre both hysterically laughing while the others are just shaking in fear

- scared off the employees

- keeps falling & bumping into things

Piston Hondo

- actual screams of terror from him (damn he could be a good actor)

- hiding with disco & von kaiser

- hes acting like a actual serial killer is chasing him and the boxers

- begging for mercy from whoever scares him

- Real jumpy

- "DONT KILL ME!!! I HAVE SO MUCH TO LIVE FOR!!"

- "huh??"

- "nevermind its you"

- accidentally begged for mercy from Aran

- running blindly, had to be hunted down by bear hugger after they got finished

Great Tiger

- screaming back at the employees, uno reverse their ass tiger go get em!!

- Just gasps like a concerned white mom at whoevers trying to scare him

- hes chasing people instead of being chased

- guiding performers to von kaiser, piston hondo and disco kids hiding spots

- "yeah theyre there"

- "YOU BACKSTABBING WHORE."

- the evil is showing (that or hes just having fun)

- shouting really concerning things while he watches people get chased

- "EAT THEIR SKIN!!"

- "excuse me"

Bear Hugger

- actually accidentally jumpscaring people

- he doesnt really scream, he just goes "OOH!" And just runs like a toddler sprinting from the bathroom from a overflowing toilet after putting too much toilet paper in it

- only person who isnt sacrificing Joe

- giggling, accidentally jumpscared Bull & ended up getting decked in the face

- "eeheeeehee ow fuck"

- "whoopsies"

- ended up having a nice chat with one of the employees, damn who knew zombies liked to fish

- grabbing as many people as he can if he gets scared enough & decides to scram, hes not letting anyone die no thank you

Don Flamenco

- hes just getting chased by Aran & some other employees, also real screams of terror

-the real scary sight is him with his balding head & gay ass run

- being overdramatic with Hondo

- "leave me here to die.. Go escape with the others.."

- "NOOO!!"

- hondo & him are acting like theyre being chased by actual murderers

- acting like a victorian child with scarlet fever whenever he trips over something, the spins and everything

- ran face first into a door, his eyeliner is still stuck there

Aran Ryan

- also working with the employees

- got an axe and started terorrizing everyone

- cackling like a gremlin literal "nyehehehe" coming from this man

- concerned for hondo

- tried to climb on a bookshelf & jump on disco kid, face planted instead & got laughed at for a hour

- "he was a fairy..."

- that still keeps him up at night

- chasing don flamenco, theyre doing a literal cross country marathon

-recorded Don flamencos silly ass run

Soda Popinski

- laughing at Bull accidentally decking people in the face

- terorrizing macho for funsies

- accidentally broke a light & scared the shit out of everyone

- grabbing ankles for fun while hiding in the dark

- watching everyone scream & losing it

Bald Bull

- hes just punching anyone that scares him

- Just chatting with tiger

- was fine until Aran came out with the axe, put that axe down irish boy

- only here because Macho Man accidentally typed "all of you are gonna cream your souls out", will never let him live that down

- adopted joe with with soda for a while until he ran from Aran & lost them

- he has never decked this many people in the face in one night before

Super Macho Man

- made the famous "creamed" typo

- "I MEANT SCREAMED!!"

- "i dont think thats a haunted house.. youre thinking of something else"

- "STOP!!"

- pretending to not be scared, running for his life

- ended up crying on the floor when aran with the axe came out

- flirted with one of the employees at some point, hes out here trying to get that ghostussy

Mr Sandman

- convinced one of the employees to take a break & wore their costume

- got found out instantly by Bull

- keeps being jumped onto

- knocked over a bookshelf from laughing too hard at hondos screaming at some point

- patiently waiting for Joe to get up because he keeps tripping over while running

- chasing Aran with a metal pipe, its just a cycle "PUT THAT DOWN" now oh god

Extra

Aran brought a camera and caught some wonderful once in a lifetime sights, these include: Macho Man crying on the floor, glass joe hiding behind soda & bull, bear hugger doing a highfive with a zombie & Sandman looking really pissed off while holding a metal pipe

[adoremexxs]

Modern Karaku and Urogi Headcanons

They are in highschool in this and TW: bullying, self harm, od, drug and drinking problems, it’s kinda depressing but only at the beginning

Karaku

they are latino btw

knows a lot of spanish

him and sekido will sometimes have screaming matches in spanish

absolute man whore

has had many many many girlfriends and boyfriends

he does not have a label at all

he sleeps with whoever he wants, whenever he wants

because of this, he has pissed off sekido

and urogi

because him and urogi share a room and urogi has to go room with Aizetsu

he is never in the house because he is always partying with Urogi

has nipple piercings w sekido and urogi

sekido did not consent

tongue piercing and 4 ear piercings

had a really bad drinking problem

and a really bad drug problem

he first got introduced to the drugs at a frat party that he def was not supposed to go too

but due to the fact that he was friends with graduates

he got invited because he’s fun to be around

the one time he didn’t bring urogi

he tried oxy and he absolutely tripped out

went through a MAJOR depressive episode

he struggled to get out of it

also was struggling with his drug addiction

the day zohakuten (poor baby) found him unconscious was the day he had to stop everything

he still went to parties

he just couldn’t drink or do drugs

karaku def didn’t really listen to them much

but he definitely stopped doing a lot of it

just drank here and there sometimes

had to quit football because of his mental health but started up modeling as an ego boost

sekido didn’t talk to him for a week after the incident

zohakuten doesn’t like talking about it neither does karaku

they act like it didn’t happen

he got better though

aizetsu checked on karaku a lot because he knows how it feels

urogi acts like it didn’t happen because he doesn’t really know how to process it

the modeling really boosted his ego

also made him care for himself more

people at his school hate him because of his reputation

tries to not let it get to him

it does sometimes

he has feelings and isn’t just a “man whore”

him and urogi are extremely close

they have deep conversations sometimes

urogi has talked about his struggles that he doesn’t let anyone but karaku know about

karaku was honestly sad to hear that urogi got bullied

it actually hurt him a lot especially since urogi is such a kind person

but then urogi assured him that it doesn’t happen anymore

karaku feels like he is lying

karaku and sekido sometimes have deep conversations too

karaku can get a bit political with sekido bc with him, he has to turn on his adult brain

sekido cherishes karaku but karaku pisses him off

sekido didn’t know how to deal with karaku’s incident

he was mad that karaku almost got himself killed

but also knew that karaku was struggling

karaku and sekido will always have an off relationship but that doesn’t mean they don’t love each other

karaku still teases sekido

karaku teases sekido over his chest hair and sekido goes “at least i can grow some, u bald bitch”

karaku was offended bc he does have hair on him

calls sekido a bear

because he’s grumpy all the time

aizetsu is a cat

zohakuten is a dragon

urogi is a falcon

he teases aizetsu the most but once aizetsu comforted him, he toned it down a bit

him and zohakuten have screaming matches over the littlest shit

mini sekido fr

zohakuten gets mad at karaku for bothering him while he is studying

karaku drags zoha to parties sometimes

only if he absolutely has too

makes sure zohakuten doesn’t do any drugs

zohakuten is bored the entire time and rather play roblox and minecraft

college kids fw karaku so hard

karaku is into older women because he has mommy issues

also into older men bc he doesn’t have a dad and has the BIGGEST daddy issues

not bigger than sekido’s daddy issues tho

tries to cheer up all his brothers

he smokes weed still

refuses to touch anything other than weed

his first job was at a restaurant

he got a lot of tips because of his looks

used to be in band

is really good with the flute

any wind instruments he is good with

his second job was at a waterpark

he got a lot of people’s numbers

loves flo rida and odetari

don’t ask specifically why flo rida

just loves flo rida

his instagram is filled with photos of him

has urogi trained to take insta pics

has a gym highlight

so high maintenance

loves tanning when he is already tan

needs a mani pedi every two weeks

a natural genius with amazing grades

even tho he skips 90% of the time

goes to every club

he just hates being at home with sekido

urogi tags along all the time

doesn’t know his own body count

Urogi

he knows a good chunk of spanish

mainly because of sekido cussing them out

he’s the sweetest brother

besides aizetsu

got bullied HEAVILY when he was younger

never let his brothers know besides karaku

he got bullied for his features

his wider, perky nose

his rounder eyes

his moles on his face

the scars on his knees

they basically attacked every feature that he has

he was easy to bully because half the time he didn’t understand it

he just thought they were being friendly and thought they were friends

aizetsu wasn’t easy to be bullied bc sekido was always with him and everyone was scared of sekido

urogi always just thought they were being nice

until he got to middle school

he just kept being nice to them in hopes that they would stop

they didn’t

he remembers the day he came home with a massive cut on his forehead because they had pushed him into a brick wall

his brothers had to go home and he was stuck with cleaning duty

whenever he was done, his bullies were waiting outside and beat him up

he just said that he tripped on accident

sekido made a fuss over him

also suffered from self harm

and eating issues

he struggled a lot

sekido noticed he didn’t eat a lot and forced him to eat

but he never thought that urogi was getting bullied

none of the brothers did

he kept it a really well hid secret

until he told karaku whenever they were having a deep conversation

“why the fuck didn’t you tell us?”

“it’s not worth it besides i’m fine now!”

he still gets bullied from time to time

just occasional jabs

it mainly stopped whenever he grew and got muscles

they became his actual friends

has never forgot it

it affected his self esteem a lot

his “happy all the time” is an act

it’s his alter ego basically

always hated his features because he looked different from his brothers

not that much different but they made fun of his nose a lot

asked if he was adopted bc he was born a day late

or if he was dropped on his head as a baby

he became popular as soon as he reached high school

he was jacked, handsome and has a golden retriever personality

could never be his actual self around his popular friends

could never express his love for birds

they always were talking about cars

he found it boring

he was invited to a bunch of parties because he was friends with practically everyone

all of the girls liked him

he was always so sweet to them

never really liked them

he doesn’t have a label either

he dated around bc karaku wanted him to

never had sex with any of the girls or guys he dated

massive virgin

scared to even have it

he started up wrestling and soccer

soccer bc all of his brothers were doing it

and wrestling to get all of his energy out

multiple scars from him doing the stupidest shit

tried weed with karaku

he liked it but he prefers edibles

just doesn’t like the idea of smoke going into his lungs

works out his legs all the time

massive thighs and a level 3 gyatt

loves back massages

really, really ticklish

you always know where he is because of how loud he is

was also bullied for his loudness

calling him annoying

and calling him a “bird brain”

he never changed though

it worked out in his end bc all of the girls liked him

he drinks

and he also tried one of sekido’s cigarettes one time

almost puked bc it was so gross

urogi has sekido’s cigarette brand memorized in his head

“sekido smokes marlboro light special blends 100”

is almost never really mad

got jumped once

by tengen and kyojuro

their friend groups have MASSIVE beef

karaku jumped in when he saw urogi getting jumped

sekido was fuming and also joined in

they all had to go to the hospital

literally almost got kicked out of all sports

somehow still managed to stay in

loves hyperpop and pop music

“i promise i’m not going to play trash music, man!”

him and aizetsu are pretty close, he comforts aizetsu a lot and treats him kindly

though he can get a bit too much

urogi stopped talking for one whole day to see what people would do

they were weirded out and forced urogi to talk

urogi and zohakuten aren’t close at all and neither are him and sekido

zohakuten gets mad at urogi for being loud

especially when he is trying to study

they play video games together though

sekido cant play video games with them bc he rage quits too much

loves having head rubs

it relaxes him

their mom used to do it all the time to them before she became severely ill after having zohakuten and then passing away shortly after

has a photo of their mom as his phone wallpaper

if he cries, he cries in the shower

first job was being a lifeguard

a lot of people asked for his number as a life guard

he worked with karaku for a bit but then they got separated bc they caused too many problems

listens to odetari with karaku

loves “You’re too slow”

is really good at dancing

like really good

has 3 ear piercings on each ear

tongue piercing matching w/ karaku

and matching nipple piercings

he looks up to karaku a lot

he wants to be like him

not really good grades, aizetsu tutors him

C’s and D’s, it doesn’t help that he skips half the time with Karaku