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Im alive! I'm working on the requests I've gotten so far! Thank you to everyone who requested something, I promise I'm working on them! Life just got hectic a bit

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!!

I'm opening my request box for the following fandoms!

BG3: Astarion, Gale, Halsin mainly but others are welcome(I just got to moonrise towers in game but IDC Abt spoilers)

Transformers: Literally any and everyone. Not a single character is a no

Stardew Valley: Literally any of the adult characters

Skyrim: All of the adults

Fallout(3, NV, 4, TV): all of the adults

[dni minors, dni blogs that have no 18+ age listed in their bio] astarion x trans man! reader/tav /// smut, dysphoria comfort, reader's chest is un-described and untouched, reader has a vulva, soft dom top astarion, bottom reader

whenever there's a day when you feel off, wrong, you're hyper aware of your body and how it doesn't feel right to you, he'll notice. perhaps not at first, but the way your posture is different, the way you reject and shy away from his touch, don't flush or scowl at his flirting.

it's late when he decides he has to ask you what's wrong, him not being used to having others to care about, to worry for.

"have i done something wrong?" his voice is quiet and yet it startles you from your thoughts.

"no? no, of course no," guilt festers in you. "i'm sorry."

"there's no need to apologise, darling. as i've been told by someone quite dear to me, there's nothing wrong with not wanting to be touched."

"it's not that. i do, i," you breathe. "i want you to touch me quite badly."

"then i don't understand."

his fingers twitch, wanting to reach for you as your eyes flicker to the mirror across the room.

"when you look at me... what do you see? that is, i mean... you could have anyone you wanted, and i know what you'll say to that. and i believe you. that you want me. i just, sometimes it's hard thinking about the men you've been with, hells just men in general, and then... how they compare to... me. because sometimes, sometimes it's hard to see myself as... as..."

you trail off, aware of your shaking breath, aware of the wetness on your eyelashes, aware that you want to bury yourself against him but find yourself scared.

just as you start to wonder if you've ruined something, his hands hover by your face, not touching, waiting. and so you nod, and his he cups his palms against your cheeks, tilting your head to look at him.

"my sweet boy."

those words and his voice make everything the smallest bit better, you hold back a sob and place your head into the crook of his neck. him calling you a boy both soothing and comforting, but also always slightly arouses you.

"you know i love you? exactly as you are, because of who you are."

"i know."

he raises one of your hands to his lips and kisses it.

"would you let me show you?"

he's not used to being so careful with someone else, not that he hasn't been gentle before but it's never been out of his own desire to cherish the person he's with. but perhaps he can understand, in his own way, feeling disconnected to your own body.

"you're such a handsome man, such a pretty boy. and aren't i ever so lucky. when i was a child i would fantasize about some dashing prince, but i could have never imagined i'd find one like you. you're far lovelier than any dream. you're real. and for some unknown reason managed to see something good in me. you're the most incredible person i've ever met, and i'm going to help you see that."

your shirt stays on if you wish it, as much as he loves every inch of your body, and will continue to regardless of if it stays as it is, or if parts of it change. but he wants you to be comfortable.

he kisses you, trailing down from your lips to your neck, never meaning to get carried away there but always does. you find it hard to mind though as he kisses, teeth nipping but not drinking, leaving faint little marks. he likes leaving marks on you, a reminder that you're here, that you're proud to be with him.

his hands slide down your sides, over your stomach, they pull at the laces of your trousers, sliding them off you legs, leaving your bottom half bare, waiting for his attention.

you flush as he maintains eye contact with you as he slides a hand under your ankle, then down your leg as his mouth moves with it, kissing you calf, next to your knee, up your thigh. and if there's more to grab there, he reveals in it, adoring any curves, your softness. he pauses when he reaches the top of your thigh and chuckles, smirks to himself

"such a sensitive boy, i haven't even touched you anywhere intimate yet and look," you gasped as he glides a couple of fingers between your folds and then holds them up. "already wet for me."

he slides his fingers back against you, teasing around you before thrusting in, curling them upwards as he lowers his head.

"we get be neglecting your cock can we darling? it's straining so hard. and just because it looks different than mine, doesn't make it less of a cock, does it?"

he stays blinking up at you until he realise he wants an answer and you shake your head no.

"good boy, that's right," he purrs and you want to feel condescended, but you just whine, flushing hot, wanting to be good for him, wanting to be his good boy, wanting him to call you that again. "and what shall we do with your pretty cock? shall i suck you off?"

you nod your head, eyes pleading with him and he laughs, not to make fun of you, but because your neediness, your eagerness for him endears him.

"very well then," his lips close around your cock, sucking and suctioning while his fingers continue to stroke inside you, your hands slip into his hair and tug accidentally and he moans around you.

"cheeky boy," he pulls back. "do you wish to come like this or..."

"fuck me," you say, and then. "please? please, astarion, i need you."

astarion always flushes when you tell him you need him. he slides up your body, "i suppose i shouldn't tease, you've been deprived of my touch all week, my poor boy thinking he didn't deserve this. don't worry, i'll fuck you like need."

his cock slips between you, holding you close, kissing your neck, hands stroking your waist as he pushes inside of you,

"that's it, such a good boy. always taking me so well," he loses control of his voice as he fucks you, murmuring praises as his hips snap against you, letting you tug him up to kiss you, pressing one of your hands down into the pillow so he can hold it.

he tells you that you're a good as you both come, he tells you that you're a good boy as you twitch, oversensitive, as he cleans you off, and he tells you that you're a good boy as you drift off in his arms.

Stolen Nectar

My newest Ao3 fanfic for MHA, Toshinori Yagi x Obsessive!AFO, Non-Con, abduction, multi-chapter.

It was funnier in my head.

CLOSE-UPS :

Just Luigi because ✨him✨ 🥹💚

At the end of the day, they are brothers, and they do act like siblings.

Put your height in the tags

OKAY, I HAVE A HOT TAKE:

They were so hard on Jim bc of a few reasons:

1) he is a child, most trollhunters weren't chosen until they were adults, so having a child be chosen is shocking. Would you trust the fate of the world to a child? Cause I know I wouldn't. I'd even be iffy on someone in their 20s.

2) he's a human, yes the amulet was made by Merlin, a magical human, but it was made for the trolls, to be used by trolls(more or less). To see something that is so highly praised and protected be wielding by someone who is part of a group that tried to kill off/enslave ur entire species IS unsettling and upsetting. Regardless of that person's true intentions.

However, this is where I think my opinion is a bit controversial, Jim wouldn't have succeeded if not for his friends. Troll culture is very much, "do it yourself" and doesn't exactly praise brains or teamwork when it comes to their warriors. Jim always had his friends, and tried to make friends with his enemies- even giving them second chances(which from the troll perceptive is seen as weakness or pitying). He worked as a group, and it was shown that when he split off and tried to do things himself, he ended up getting in over his head or nearly killed, to which his crew would then show up and aid him. The amulet was never met for just one person to wield. It was meant for a group, for the leader to wear. It's no different than a crown or a rank. Like the Matrix of Leadership from Transformers. It marks who is best to lead at that time, not who's best to protect, and definitely not meant to be used alone.

The reason the others failed where Jim succeeded was bc of the people who he loved and the ones who loved him.

I drew Mordin and my Shepard! Took me 2 days to draw and color this uwu I'm so proud of myself QwQ

This Shepard is Non-binary masc, and aroace! UwU

My hero QwQ

Steven Yeun should play Waylon Park in an Outlast film.

I said what I said.

I mean LOOK at him.

I wouldn't mind hearing him whimp- *gets shot a thousand times then dragged to hell*

Steven Yeun should play Waylon Park in an Outlast film.

I said what I said.

I mean LOOK at him.

so can we start hunting down white liberals now or what

I got freaking Wheeljack(*happy squeal sound*) and the description? Accurate. Like I felt called out. Thanks.

This is something that’s been sitting in my to do list forever and was the only thing I was able to do while sick

Enjoy

Reblog for Good luck🙏🏼

So the bible was good for something at least

PUMPKIN DAAAANNNNCCE

It’s October! You know what that means... 🎃 (via kxvo)

That post about death note being “everyone’s first anime” (untrue statement) made me curious and now I want to gather data for science

Can you reblog this and tell me where are you from and what was your starter anime?

THIS. Like, you don't have to get it to just accept it. Asking healthy, polite questions to learn more about said person's sexuality/gender identity is okay- but always ask if it's okay to ask questions first. And if it's a stranger? Don't ask questions. They aren't obligated to tell you. Hell, even your friends or family aren't obligated to tell you what said Identity means to them and why they connect with it. Just, ffs be polite and considerate of others. It's not rocket science.

gonna be honest i think some of yall see things like certain sexualities and genders as discourse topics instead of like. qualities a real living human being has.

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*walks into your McDonald's* hi can I get the McTosterone with a small McEstro-block, please? *Slides you a 100$ bill*

I WORK AT MCDONALDS AND I PUT ESTROGEN PILLS IN THE HAPPY MEALS