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Hi! I was wondering if you could write something for HoO boys being your boy friend? Also, do you think it’s possible for you to do a trans (ftm) hispanic demiboy? Thanks!

Oh yeah sure! As a Demi-Boy it's my duty!

This is over 900 words so there's gonna be a part two (sorry bout that)

HOO Boys with A Hispanic!Demi-Boy! S/O

Frank Zhang

"Wait your a demi-boy? Like cause you're a demi-god orr"

"Oh okay, totally unrelated gotcha."

You probably came out to Frank after the Son of neptune, scared you'd never get the chance to tell him.

He asked some silly questions but obviously accepted you! He would do more research via internet but demi-gods and phones don't mix

(What do you mean he's been asking other trans demi-gods how to better understand, you obviously got the wrong chinese-canadian shape-shifting son of mars)

Anyway he loves you, and tries to switch pronouns often ❤️ (if you use multiple)

If you're ever feeling dysphoric, he'll turn into an cuddly animal of your choice to make you feel better.

Will turn into a bear and (threaten to)  eat a transphobe

(They probably taste funny lol)

(If you're bilingual) You, him and Jason sit in a circle and speak in spanish, canadian french, and latin, knowing damn well y'all don't understand each other.

Y'all be looking like this

Don't even try having Thanksgiving with him

"Happy Thanksgiving!"

".... I'm canadian."

"Oh, uhhh happy thursday then??"

Like sir, do you want some turkey or not?

Jason Grace

"So wait, if you're a demi-god and a demi-boy do they like cancel each other out?"

"I- baby no—"

"Can I call you God-Boy?"

Y'all give him a minute, boy brain ain't right after getting knocked out so many times 🤣

Being called God-Boy does make you feel powerful ngl

You probably "dated" during hoo, and after you started dating for real came out to him.

Uses both pronouns, like every other paragraph. (If you use multiple)

If you're a greek demi-god, he loves to take you over to Camp Jupiter, and take you on tours around the parthenon and go on dates

If you're roman, he takes you out to Camp half-blood and maybe even tour manhattan!

(Gotta be a group date though, he's been at Camp Jupiter since he was 3 and only left on quests, he don't know where he going)

(If your bilingual) He'll teach you latin if you teach him spanish! It's always cool to know another language, especially if you're partner speaks it.

If you're dysphoric, y'all take naps together.

You don't have to stress, whatever's outside can wait a while, right now it's just you and him ❤️

You're his little God-Boy, he loves you

What do you mean he specifically asked to do whatever chores you had that day? Uh-huh couldn't be him 🛑🖐️ stop playing

Don't let him meet your mortal parent

Boy be so nervous he don't know what to do

"Jason, dear could you pass me the (fav. Food) "

"Yes  (Mr./Mrs/Mx.) L/n, I will have a ham sandwich "

"..."

"..."

"..."

He left with a ham sandwich and a red face

He got invited back over, so it wasn't too bad tho lol

Leo Valdez

He already knew you were a demi-boy!

You probably came out to Leo before y'all started dating, and maybe before y'all knew you were demi-gods, he just has that "yes I'd beat a bitch's ass and lose, and what about it?" Energy y'know??

Obviously you could trust him.

Will try to to use both pronouns, but might stick with one for a while before switching it up and then sticking to one again

Y'all probably talk shit about people together honestly.

Let's be honest, if you were bilingual, with a boyfriend who was also bilingual, and y'all didn't like this one person you'd talk shit right in front of them.

If you're really petty you'd make it obvious too.

If you're ever feeling some dysphoria, don't worry cause Leo got dis-for-ya!

Iamsosorry

But seriously he'll build you tiny trinkets and stuff to help you feel better

Greatifyoureahoarderlikemelol

If you want, you could help him with building, or even build something yourself!

(You: somehow builds a bomb or something equally dangerous

Leo:

)

Y'all like to make smores, and probably sing the campfire song from spongebob while doing it

(Whether it's on Leo or an actual campfire depends on y'all mood)

"OUR C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E  S-O-N-G SONG"

"Hey, you did it without stuttering this time!"

Nico di Angelo

"So you trans your gender??"

"Uh no, I'm transgender, it doesn't work like that—"

"How do you trans your gender?? Is it a like a process to get your gender trans or does it happen all at once?"

This boy a whole boomer, lord have mercy 😭🖐️

Growing up in early 1900's he doesn't really understand, but he'll try.

If he feels like he's bothering you with too many with questions, he'll go bother Annabeth instead.

Uses both pronouns, despite not knowing how you can have more than one. (If you use multiple)

Will do his best to get rid of any internalized transphobia he might have. Even if he grew up around Bianca, it was a hateful time back then and he might have biases.

You're dysphoric, but how??

He understands how dysphoria works, as much as it pains him to know that you're hurting, he didn't understand how it could effect someone like you.

You were much braver than he was, not being outed and actually coming out on your own. You were the man you said you were and more.

Sometimes y'all just lay down outside under a tree and he'll sing to you.

(Y'all know I'm talking about Soldatino don't even play)

Those days can go from bad to okay to great, depending on what y'all do afterward.

Sometimes y'all go out to eat at McDonald's via shadow travel, and I hope you got cash cause the seven gonna want some too lol (this includes Rachel and Will btw)

"So you're ordering (big af order) to go, for just the two of you?"

"We're eating for nine."

"No baby we're eating for eleven remember?"

Cashier, who's just trying to earn they minimum wage:

I don't know how to end this lol

Um part 2 will be out soon, maybe like a day from now if I don't forget lol

Thank you for requesting! I hope it was up to your standards, if not then I hope you enjoyed it anyway, cause I enjoyed writing it!

If you're interested in my writing pls request, I only have one other to do so it might be done soon!

Also, I hope Leo's bilingual hc isn't offensive in anyway. I'm just realizing how rude that may sound. If it is I'll write a new one. I'm not bilingual but if I was that's what I'd do. Again, I hope I didn't come off as ignorant on that hc.

Tartaglia x trans! male reader

Tw: Binding with bandages, but no worries, nothin bad happens. I don't write 'strong' angst and bad ending shit

Comfort ig

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Late, but not too late

Your breath was shaky as you tugged on the tight bandages around your chest, hoping to reduce the pain and get more air to breathe. Tears were about to run down your cheeks.

You knew bandages were unhealthy.

But you couldn't bear to see them. You couldn't bear to feel them.

And this white fabric was the only solution to your discomfort. Finding good quality binders was very difficult and very expensive. Far too expensive for you to afford.

With a sad expression on your face, you turned away from your mirror and reached for your shirt. "I hate my life...", you mumbled as you put it on. It was almost like wearing a corset. You couldn't bend, you couldn't move properly.

It was very uncomfortable for you, but still better than what was underneath the bandages.

Your gaze wandered to the small window on your right. Raindrops pattered against the pane. You went over to the window and leaned your forehead against it. You loved the rain, it always reminded you of Tartaglia, the man of your dreams.

Tartaglia was always able to put a smile on your face, no matter how bad your gender dysphoria was, no matter how much you hated your existence.

A bitter smile spread across your face.

You missed him. You missed him so much.

As part of the Fatui, he was always very busy and sometimes didn't come home for days. Of course you knew that he had certain responsibilities and of course you understood them, but you couldn't stand it.

You couldn't stand being alone. To have no one next to you to remind you that you were not God's mistake, that you had a right to live, that you would soon be freed from your cage and look down at your straight, sharp body.

The tears that had already formed in your eyes traveled down your nose until they fell on the windowsill. Your sobs made your chest ache and the need for air increased.

You've been wearing the bandages all day but you didn't want to take them off.

You didn't want to be reminded of them.

But then reason took over and you tore your shirt off your body and cut the bandages with scissors. Almost immediately, your entire upper body relaxed. It felt like it was the first time you could breath that day.

You put your hand on your collarbone and tried to calm your heart while taking long breaths. As soon as you could breathe normally again, next to your sobbing, you rummaged around for a sports bra and one of Tartaglia's t-shirts and put them on.

Meanwhile, like the rain outside, your tears fell from your cheeks.

Your body felt so weak and sore. You wanted to just drop onto the floor, dead. So you decided to go to sleep.

After turning off the room light, you laid down on the bed and pulled the blanket over your body. It was so nice and cool. But your tears still fell. You pulled Tartaglia's pillow closer to you.

The things you would give to have him with you at this moment.

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Orange and (Y/HC) strands tangled ever so slightly as he buried his face further into your neck. His arms pulled you a little further against his chest from behind.

You were still sleeping when he woke up. The blue-eyed male couldn't help but smile when he opened his eyes. He didn't want to get up, he had been longing for this moment when he was gone. Longing to hold you in his arms.

Plus, he doubted you would let him go that easily.

Tartaglia began to plant butterfly kisses on your neck when he felt how you slowly woke up. At first you barely noticed the kisses and the arms around your waist. "Good morning, prince," he whispered in your ear.

Tiredly you rubbed your slightly burning eyes when you mumbled in a slightly scratched morning voice: "Tartaglia...?"

Your eyes widened and you turned your body to your better half. He had a sweet smile on his face.

The orange-haired male chuckled, "Surprise ~", and gave you a little kiss on the mouth.

Your own smile came back on your face and you hugged your boyfriend. But as much as you liked to feel his body against yours, you loosened the hug again rather quickly.

You could feel them again.

"Prince?", Tartaglia looked at you with a rather confused expression, but then he understood. "That's why there are cut bandages on the floor..." he whispered to himself.

His worried expression turned into a calm one as he understood the situation better. "And at first I thought something else had happened. Something I couldn't solve that quickly.", Tartaglia explained.

"I have a surprise for you~."

You could only frown in confusion at his words as he stood up and reached for a bag. In the meantime, you sat up and brushed your messy hair out of your face.

Tartaglia jumped on the bed before excitedly handing you the bag. "In case you were wondering why I was back so early...", he began while you took the bag, "It wasn't as difficult to get hold of these things as I thought."

You slowly opened the bag and gasped as you realized what was inside. Now with faster movements you took them out, tears in your eyes.

There were three binders. One in black, one in white, and one in your skin color.

You looked up at your boyfriend who was grinning at you. This man would do anything to make you feel comfortable in your skin.

The blue-eyed male turned away from you so you could change. You got up to do just that. And, wow, that was sonic speed.

In no time you had put on the skin-colored binder. You looked at yourself in the mirror, turned your body so that you could see it from several angles.

And from then on you couldn't hold back the tears. They fell free from your cheeks onto the floor.

"Tartaglia I-", you turned towards him, "I'm flat- I am-" He then turned to you too, his grin widened, and walked over to you to hug you.

You buried your face in Tartaglia's chest as he kissed your head.

"Please never forget that I'm always there when you need me.", He glanced at the bandages on the floor, "I know sometimes I can be a little late, but...I'll be there. You are such a strong and loving young man. You can't even imagine how proud I am of you...that you've come this far...that you didn't give up...I love you, ( Y/N). And I will accompany you on your way, help you you as best I can and protect you with everything I have.

Because you have the right to happiness,

you have the right to freedom,

you have the right to love,

and you have the right to live. "

Gonna reupload this because I change little things ~ 

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I tried to draw more in the past 2 weeks, but my cat get severely ill, and I just couldn’t get the humor or inspiration for it… now she’s doing better and I can finally breathe :’)

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I was scrolling through Tumblr and came across a post of KNOWN PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR (many of which have or want to rape actual children/minors)

THERE ARE ACTUAL PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR TRYING TO GET IN TOUCH WITH MINORS ON TUMBLR

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I write for gn, nb, and male, readers. But I always write for black readers. I don't write fem readers, unless they're trans girls cause they get nothing. I obviously write for trans boys/enbys too!

Again, black readers only unless specifically requested otherwise. And only for other POC.

“So Fly High...” Hawks x gn! Reader

A.N: I just got some kind of headcanon with an Imagine Dragon's song and couldn't help my self but think of Hawks, so yeah, here's a small story.

TW: none, (maybe some sadness?)

Recommendation: Play "Birds" By Imagine Dragons if you want to get a better experience!

It felt like days passed since your argument with Keigo. At first you didn't thought about it as something really bad, but seeing how he ignored you, how your conversations became shorter and..dryer..you began to doubt about the situation.

"Maybe I should really apologize..." No! He started it! He started again with the "I don't know if I can do it, I'm scared to be useless." Everytime you asked him to do something related to helping with house chores or just talking to people in general he'd came up with the same argument. It started to piss you off, making it seem as he was just lazy. But it's true that you have part to blame. You shouldn't have said those things like "well maybe grow up like a human being instead of acting like a child!".

Everything was bottling up in your head, distracting you from the tiles of the loud street you were walking through. You had pride, and didn't want to apologize first, but you couldn't help but feel lonely whenever you saw him away from you, disconnected from the outer world until everyone started shouting and looking up to the sky.

-LOOK! IT'S THE NUMBER TWO HERO! HAWKS! Oh god. Not him, not when you're walking down that street.

He looked as if he was trying to look for something or someone. That's when he spotted you in the crowd, trying to get pass people. Feeling more pressured by his gaze your footsteps became faster, starting to run a little bit.

-Not so fast birdie. That's the only thing you heard before being lifted up from the sidewalk. Legs swinging at the sudden movement.

-No Hawks get me down! What the hell are you doing!? You feared for your life as your fear of heights also kicked in.

-Don't move and maybe you'll be fine! God it's not the first time I fly with you in my arms. His words were clear but the voice sounded more softer and calmed.

After calming you down he grabbed you firmly. Like the princess carrying. Arms around your back and legs. It felt like a really long fly. His voice got you out of the trance.

-Look down dummy. I'm doing this for you.

Looking down all you could see was a field full of flowers, some white, some red, some yellow, all types of colors shining thanks to the sunlight. It filled your eyes with brightness, giving you a sense of calmness and happiness. Birds flying around as mountains were set as a background. It really felt like some kind of canvas.

Keigo finally let go of you, laying down in the field, sitting by your side. It went silence again, just him taking off his "sunglasses", beautiful honey eyes staring at the mixture of green and warm colors.

-I'm sorry for being an ass. I know I should've helped you out. It's just that...I don't want you to think that I'm useless when it comes to do chores or talk to people. I just feel...anxious.

-It's my fault too. It wasn't right of me to just say that you needed to grow up. I now understand...that you're a grown up man and even grown ups sometimes..are scared..

Solving things with an educated conversation was much better than to act like kids. That's something that both of you started working out. Couples will always argue, that's something that no one can change. But people can. And let me tell you. You and Keigo are something else. Filling each other's half, cause sometimes, that's what's love is all about. ☆

I'm sorry that this is shitty. I just wanted to post something after being dead for so long. I'm coming up with ideas so please be patient. Ily all, stay safe and take care of your mental health!

Gyro Z. x Male reader

TW:: uhh candy swapping? mentions of a beat up Johnny.

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Hazel Levesque + Arion

why do you only write for black readers? that’s kind of racist. I don’t think todoroki or Levi would like black girls. or any anime character.

actually, it’s not racist at all. I take the time to write stuff for black girls because I am a black girl myself and I’m tired of y/n always being some short skinny white girl. I don’t think any anime character would like a racist. I think you need to grow a brain, and get the fuck out of my inbox. you could’ve atleast not have chosen to be anonymous, because you know what your saying is wrong and if you had the balls to actually chose to show your account, maybe I would’ve listened to your opinion (I wouldn’t have LMFAOO crackers are not welcome here)

hope this answered your question, and I mean this in the nicest way possible, but I heard sitting in traffic is good for your muscles. Like lie down, and make sure nobody sees you!☺️

#blacklifesmatter #black writers of tumblr #support black businesses #x black reader #attack on titan #biracial #my hero academia #todoroki x black reader #levi x black reader

With racists being excused for their crimes. Again. If you don’t support Black Lives Matter and Stop Asian Hate, get off my blog. I will always stand against racism. Also a note to men, if you think asian women are so demure and innocent, examine your fetishization very carefully.

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SHOUT OUT TO MY WRITER HOMIES WITH MUSLIM OCS/CHARACTERS;

1. WEARING A SHAWL TO BATTLE IS THE EQUIVALENT OF HAVING GIRLS FIGHT IN STILLETTOS. 

Just so you know, this is what I’m talking about;

-Is it bad-ass? Abso-fucking-lutely. Is it Practical? Not a chance in hell. Especially not if it’s silk. If it’s cotton, you are skating on thin fucking ice. That bitch will NOT stay on. It barely stays on with me just walking down the street to Walmart. Wielding axes and rifles and swords and daggers? I PROMISE you it will not do the job it’s expected to-WHICH IS TO COVER THE HAIR. (Some muslim girls dont wear them-and that’s fine. But those who DO do it to completely cover the hair in public. Is it ~Aesthetic~ to see the flyaway hairs in battle? Sure, but those aren’t usually practical either. )Consider instead; 

sport shawls 

-For one thing, it’s actually DESIGNED to be worn to atheletic activities. Archers tuck hems into the collar of their shirts so they don’t get in the way, and track runners pins (ill get to this bit later) them down into the shirts to prevent flyaway bits and to stop them from getting slapped in the face. It’s breathable, stretchy, presentable without being attention seeking. 

Bawals 

In a pinch, bawals work just as well-as long as you specify that they are COTTON. Unlike the shawl, which are rectangular, bawals are SQUARE, and thus easier to manipulate, fold and pin down. If you wear it right, they carry an equal aesthetic value to shawls, and come in plenty of pretty patterns as well. 

2. I’m not sure about the USA, but the girls I know wear this underneath the headscarf;

Does it kinda look like a beanie? It sort of works like a beanie too. Hair is slippery. It tucks in any extra hair you might miss just by wearing the headscarf, its harder to pull down and on the event the shawl DOES fall down, your hair is still not exposed. It protects the ears-which is important even on a daily basis, because pins, headphones and any other headgear that might pinch them. It comes in plenty of designs, including ones that has open backs to allow long hair and ponytails. 

3.SPEAKING OF PINS; I’M TALKING ABOUT THESE BAD BOYS;

BROOCHES 

though , i suppose most of y’all are most familiar with safety pins, right?

what’s the difference? Well, if your oc/character is an athlete, it’s actually LEAST likely they’ll be wearing SAFETY PINS. They’re cheap and super easy to buy in bulk, true, but they also SUPER easy to wear out even with the smallest amount of strenuous activity. Between the three of ‘em, I’d put the brooches as the best option to wear in battle because 1) it has a large surface area, thus hurts less when pressed on with heavy items, which includes bag straps and weapons, (pins are sharp and can poke you painfully);  and 2) more secure-the latch is covered by the gaudy jewellery above, and theyre usually smaller and tighter. Stays on the stubbornnest, even when headscarf is pulled. very roughly. I’m saying that even the cheapest brooches will allow the shawl to be ripped apart before even letting it go. 

3. They probably ponytail their hair. Because Come On, guys.

Anyway it’s been bothering me and I just thought if yall could bother knowing the difference between skin tones for POC you could bother with muslim practicalities too. Or something 

Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.

Of fucking course

What sick bastard doesn’t

btw this isn’t the extent of the horrors white supremacists will enact. the real horrors will start as they return to their communities with the high of having broken into the fucking capitol with guns and bombs and having been protected by the police and the president. the real horrors will be enacted on poc and Black ppl specifically now that white supremacists know they can do whatever the fuck they want with guaranteed protection, they will not be enacted on congressmen. it’s not your politicians you have to worry about. pelosi will be just fine.

please read!

so! i am upset!

turns out the enderbees (tubbo & ranboo) tag is actually a ship tag, which is not only bad because neither cc wants to be shipped, but also because they are minors.

so i (hesitantly. this was torture) went to the small community through the tag and grabbed a few @s for a block list. call me oldschool, call me an anti, dont ship minors

@/violin-anon

@/mostlytubbounderscore

@/nderbuzz

@/enderboyfriends

@/mcytruth

@/finisapis

@/enderbeemybeloved

@/bluebeeanon

@/likeyenderbees

@/puddinganon

@/adhd-ranboo

@/tubbeess

@/ktruths

@/georgesoot

@/aloebees

@/mikeslemonade

@/isgaydoescrime

@/blossomdogthekarmaqueen

@/plant-anon

also, beware, since they know the majority of the community doesnt approve of them and theyre gonna try switching tags. so make sure to block not only the enderbee tag but the boobee tag as well

Miscellaneous

Another idea I found on @jackalsbullshitimagineblog !

Naga Bucciarati !

Bucciarati is one of my favorite characters, and Naga body fits him very well !

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For Better or Worse

Requested by: Me

Pairings: Hyun Cha x Male! Reader

Word Count: 1,033

Warnings: uhhhh, I mean it’s sweet home so that’s a warning right there. There isn’t much actual gore in this, I was just kinda going off and it ended up like this so I hope you enjoy it. Kinda crazy reader themes but you know, throw some in get some out kinda thing. 

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Hyun sighed, rubbing at the back of his neck as he slowly walked up the stairwell. He’d been sent out again, looking for some stuff for Dusik if he could find any but mostly for the women downstairs.

They’d, very embarrassingly, asked him to find Sanitary pads. At first, he’d been a bit confused, and then very embarrassed but with 2 women in his house before everything went to hell he knew they were necessary. Though, if being honest, he’d thought that if put in enough stress that a woman would stop having her period.

Hyun decided to ignore that with the fact that he didn’t know enough about Anatomy, or women to know if that was true. 

The traveling was slow going, the elevators were out of order, not that he’d use them, and the stairways were always covered in glass and other debris that made him question every step. Normally he would have been sent out with someone else, most likely Wook, but this time he was alone.

It didn’t help his nerves any. Being with someone out here was dangerous, it was horrible, but then at least he knew his back was somewhat covered. Now he was as bare as the day he was born.

Hyun took a deep breath as he peeked around a corner, grip tight on the pole Dusik had made for him. The entryway of this floor was clear from what he could see but unfortunately, you could never trust your sight. 

Crouched as close to the floor as he could get Hyun slowly shuffled his way to the wall in front of him, moving along it like a drunk spider. He kept close, kept himself small and out of sight, but he was awkward with it, all long limbs and heavy objects.

The floor was stained, some of it blood and some of it scorch marks, but it was clean. The floor here had been swept of debris and dirt, the only thing on it was a mass of dark lettering. There were two columns of it, one side in Korean the other in some language he didn’t recognize.

“Leave,” the floor said, “You are unwelcome here, human or not." 

Those words on the floor meant that there were people here, or at least that they had been here. That meant that they had supplies, at least some. 

The first step away from the wall was nerve-wracking, but the second one made Hyun's heart stop. Almost immediately there was a knife to his throat, an arm wrapped around his chest to hold his arms down. "You cannot read?” a voice hissed behind him, the person holding his arms down forcing him to stand up.

Before Hyun could react his backpack was ripped from him, the pole following suit before he was shoved roughly forward. Stumbling a bit Hyun turned to look at his capturer, eyes meeting the last thing he would have expected.

Everyone downstairs had practically refused to conform, to change themselves. They held tight onto the things that reminded them of the old world, but this guy crouching over his bag looked every bit the part of a post-apocalyptic world. 

He was tall, from what Hyun had felt when he’d been pressed against him. (E/C) eyes slightly covered by shaggy (H/C) hair, dirty (S/T) skin with a couple of scratches on his cheeks. He was dressed in a pair of ratty cargo pants, tucked half hazard into his boots, and a hoodie. He was dirty as if he’d gone and rolled around in a dirt mound, but he didn’t smell unwashed or bad. 

The guy stood up fast, making Hyun stumble a bit more until his back met the wall. He’d been right about the height thing, the guy was tall, but he also looked pissed. 

Brown eyes watched as (S/T) hands hit the switch on his pole, electricity running through the wires to crackle at the knife on the end. (E/C) eyes lit up under that electricity, warped awe forming on his face. Hyun was, unfortunately, familiar with that look as it was quite common on himself. 

“Oh you’re beautiful,” the male said softly, and Hyun did his best not to look at him. The guy was either turning or he was just going insane but it was never something nice to look at.

“Absolutely gorgeous,” he whispered, and this time Hyun did look over, locking eyes. The guy wasn’t looking at the weapon, which still had electricity coursing through it, he was looking at Hyun, a soft look on his face despite the crazy in his eyes. 

He reached out with his free hand to cradle Hyun’s cheek, a scared thumb running over his cheekbone as fear ran through Hyun’s body. This guy was definitely joking, right? 110% crazy, right?!

The guy turned the electricity off, dropping the makeshift spear on the ground so that his other hand could cradle Hyun’s face. He was gentle, very soft and very calm with his movements and it was making Hyun blush despite the fear in his system. 

You couldn’t blame him really, as this was the first time someone had touched him in a tender way in lord knows how long. That meant it was alright to enjoy, right?

“My names (M/N),” he said softly, slightly tilting his head to the side like a confused puppy. God, he really seemed like one, Hyun realized. All angry and protective one second but then he was sweet and soft. 

“H-Hyun,” he managed to stutter out, those (E/C) eyes lighting up just the same as they had to the electricity. 

“You’re beautiful Hyun,” (M/N) said softly, and that had been the sweetest thing anyone had said to him in probably his whole life.

Me, who did this exact thing last night after two episodes:

*two characters preferably of the same gender look at each other for one millisecond*

my brain: hoe don’t do it

me: *slowly opens ao3*

my brain: *clearly disappointed* oh my god

So I just found out that the US government is essentially selling off a bunch of land in the Arctic for oil drilling purposes. This endangers the wildlife and reduces clean water resources. Additionally, parts of the land being sold may be sacred to indigenous peoples of the Coastal Plain area. Below is the link to sign a petition to try to prevent this deal from happening, as well as a few links with more background information on what’s going on:

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