If Anyone Wants The Link To The Ride The Cyclone Bootleg I Have It !!!!!!!

If anyone wants the link to the Ride the Cyclone bootleg I have it !!!!!!!

slash safe or whatever more people need to be exposed to the best musical ever tbh

https://mega.nz/file/LSg1yCJL#9sAXNBL-hhVoVgWaxhJFEudvvfc8M3omfYRw-Ow3OZM

creds to that one person on reddit for sending it to me i dont own anything

Hey guys!! Heres all my commission info, the drawings arent my most recent, (you can look for better reference in my page) and all the money goes to help my medical funds!! <33

Full Disclosure, I Am A Monster

AO3

Nico needs to get something off his chest (pun intended) and it goes better than he expected.

His secret gnawed at the back of his mind, like a termite slowly chipping away at the wood of a house.

It wasn’t that he was ashamed of his secret, no, quite the contrary! He would barely even call it a secret, anyways!

He was just…

Just. There was that word again. The word that always needed his thoughts when he tried to find a way to tell Thomas, the word that always ended with an ellipsis, those three little dots piling up in his brain until all he could hear was the echoing of “just…”

Just do it.

Just say what he needed to.

Just tell him!

It was only their third real date (fourth, if you count meeting in the food court of the mall. So three and half dates, maybe.) so it would be early enough that it wouldn’t feel like Nico had been hiding it and just early enough that Nico would feel that miserable if Thomas responded… less than kindly. Okay, that last bit was a lie. But either way he’d probably write a new song about it.

Nico took a deep breath. “Thomas?”

There was still time to change his mind, he could talk about something else, anything else than coming out-

Thomas looked up from his food- a cheeseburger, nothing fancy, as they had decided to get food as a local burger joint which proudly proclaimed they had the best burgers in all of Florida. Usually, Nico was inclined to believe them, but now the food sat heavy in his stomach that aches with nerves.

“I need to tell you something.”

No backing out now. Nico saw Thomas’s eyebrows furrow.

“I’m a transgender guy. I understand if this changes anything about our relationship, but I hope it won’t-“

“Oh. Okay. What pronouns do you use?”

Nico paused. He has been prepared for the worst, prepared to have to give a whole speech about what being trans was, prepared to have to walk out of the restaurant…

He had not been prepared to be asked his pronouns.

He stuttered for a moment. “I- I use he/him and they/them.”

“Okay. Should I switch it up?”

“Uh- yeah, that’d- thank you.”

“Of course. Thank you for trusting me with this information, and it will not change anything about our relationship. I don’t care what your body looks like, I just care that you’re happy! I like you because you’re you, Nico.”

Oh, he was not about to cry in the middle of a hole-in-the-wall burger joint.

God, he really had scored a jackpot, meeting Thomas, hadn’t he?

“You’re so… I don’t know what to say. Thank you.”

“Hey, yeah, it’s only right that I respect you and your identity. And if anyone treats you less than you deserve, I will physically fight them! Okay, maybe not, but… you get it. I care about you, and your gender doesn’t change that.”

Nico gave a small, almost silent laugh and shook his head. “You’re incredible.”

“Gosh, I hope you really think that, because, well, I was wondering if you’d like to… well, make it official? I mean, would you like to be my boyfriend? Or partner, or whichever term you prefer?”

Nico flushed. “Yeah. Yeah, I’d like that.”

The two finished their dinner and Thomas drove Nico back to his apartment building where he had been picked up.Thomas pulled into a parking space and looked over at Nico.

“I had fun tonight,” Thomas smiled.

“I did, too. I like being around you.” Nico put his hand up to open the car door, but hesitated and turned back to Thomas. “Can I… can I kiss you?”

Thomas smiled and gave a small nod, leaning forward over the center console. Their lips touched hesitantly, then broke apart and both began to giggle like high school kids having their first awkward kiss.

“Can I see you tomorrow?” Thomas asked, still grinning.

“I think so. I have a lunch break at noon, want to meet then?”

“That’d be great.”

“Seen you then. Goodnight, Mister Sanders.”

“Goodnight, Mister Flores.”

When Nico got back to his apartment, he lay sprawled on his bed with a smile on his face. It felt… good. It felt good to get coming out off his chest (ha laughed a little bit out loud at this thought. He could never resist making a joke like that), and it felt even better to know that Thomas really wouldn't be going anywhere.

Take that, anxiety, Nico thought as he closed his eyes to go to sleep.

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Maybe I’ll write a bit of autistic (headcanon) characters in some fandoms im in 🤭

Just noticed I never posted this, it’s very old but this is my tiktok account’s character. Idk what he is… like a goat maybe?

Some cute art i made <33

My commissions are open if anyones is interested btw, all the money goes to my transition fund (mostly top surgery.)