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Pretty Boy || Jotaro X Masc! Reader
Ignore this 100% self indulgent smut
Synopsis: Jotaro worships his partner and fucks him like he means it
CW: pwp, Size Kink, AFAB Reader with he/him pronouns, usage of the terms ‘pretty boy’ and ‘baby boy’, vaginal fingering, overstimulation, cunnilingus, penetrative sex, cream pie, tender fucking, y’all are both adults, definitely OOC (let’s face it, tender and Jotaro do NOT belong in the same sentence), this is probably ass lmao
No beta reading, we die like men
“A-Ah, Jotaro, please, slow down a bit,” you whimpered, hand feebly pressed against your mouth in a sad attempt to silence your moans.
Two of Jotaro’s thick, long fingers were curled up deep inside of you, gently scissoring and thrusting your hole open as his warm mouth suckled at your twitching, puffy clit. You had lost track of the amount of times you’d came, brain fuzzy with delirious ecstasy.
Jotaro Kujo always ate you like he was a starving man, and tonight was absolutely no exception. After coming home from a stressful day at work, Jotaro just wanted to bury his head between your legs and eat your cunt like there was no tomorrow. Fuck Olive Garden, this was his dinner.
The only response you got to your pleas was a near primal growl, Jotaro swatting your hand from your mouth.
“I wanna hear my baby moan for me,” Jotaro murmured against your sensitive clit before resuming his ministrations, hot mouth latching onto your sensitive, twitching nerves.
“J-Jotaro!” You whined, thighs clenching tightly around the man’s head as his fingers sped up. Your poor cunt was sopping juices, your thighs absolutely soaked, as Jotaro slipped another thick finger inside of you, torturing your overstimulated entrance.
“J-Jotaro I c-can’t take much mo-OH~!” You cried out, thighs violently twitching as your cunt spasmed. Incoherent moans and cries left your mouth as Jotaro continued overstimulating your body throughout your orgasm, your entire body quivering as you came around his massive fingers.
Eventually, Jotaro decided to have mercy on you, slowing his ministrations, opting to tenderly lick at your soaked, twitching thighs instead.
He let out pleased groans as he tasted you, hazy blue eyes looking up into your fucked-out face. His cock was near painfully hard as he watched you feebly attempt to recover from your many orgasms, fingers tangled up in the cotton bedsheets as heavy panting left your throat.
Finally, he withdrew his fingers from your pulsating hole, smirking down at the mess you’d made. Your poor cunt had already been fucked open by Jotaro, stretched to fit perfectly around his thick cock. Your slick was absolutely everywhere, leaking out of your sensitive entrance as your clit pulsed.
“If only you could see what I’m seeing, baby boy,” Jotaro grunted, looking into your eyes with a vicious grin as he sucked your juices off of his fingers.
“Fuck, you’ve got such a pretty little hole, babe,” Jotaro grunted, eyes still trained on your soaking cunt.
“J-Jotaro,” you whined, letting out a surprised yelp as he suddenly pulled you onto his lap. Your cheeks flushed as you felt his hard cock press into your back side, his face gently pressed into your neck.
“You’re such a pretty boy, baby,” he praised, pressing a near affectionate kiss to the side of your neck. “And you’re mine,” he whispered before pressing a teasing bite to your jugular.
“Ahh, Jotaro!” You whined, squirming in his arms.
“Don’t protest it, babes,” he grunted, holding you still in his strong arms. “Everything I’m saying is true, baby. You’re my perfect little pretty boy.”
“God, you’re so damn perfect,” he grunted, gently pulling your hips over his. You let out a gasp as you felt his cockhead prod at your clit, making you whine softly.
“Do you know what you do to me, baby boy?” Jotaro grunted as he teased your entrance with his cock. “Do you know how hard you make me? God, every time I think about you and your body, it drives me insane,” Jotaro hissed, pressing another kiss to the back of your neck.
“Jotaro...” you whispered, cheeks flushed at his praise. A whine left your lips as you felt Jotaro’s cockhead prod through the outer ring of your entrance, breaching the ring of muscle and slowly pushing in.
“Let me show you just how much I love you, pretty boy,” Jotaro murmured, holding your hips as he gently pushed inside of you.
“Let me take care of you, baby,” he grunted, feeling your warm walls embrace him so perfectly.
A content sigh fell from your lips as Jotaro’s cock filled you up, his thick, long member stretching your hole near capacity. Tears beaded in the corners of your eyes as his hand gently pressed against your lower abdomen, forcing your walls to contract around his huge cock.
There was a reason Jotaro loved torturing your poor cunt with his fingers and tongue: he didn’t want to impale you with his cock; he wanted you to feel good. He wanted to make you feel as good as you made him feel. And he knew that it’d take your body a good while to accommodate to a dick like his.
“Are you alright, baby boy?” Jotaro purred softly, his large hands tenderly rubbing against your smaller frame. “Do you need a little break?”
“N-no, I’m fine,” you replied, leaning your head back against his chest as small pants left your mouth. Jotaro’s thumb gently swiped a bit of drool from beneath your lip, forcing it back into your open mouth.
You squeaked as you felt Jotaro’s other hand trail between your legs and tenderly rub at your clit.
Jotaro groaned softly, feeling your cunt squeeze his cock like a vice.
“Fuck, baby, you feel so good,” he groaned, fingers gently digging into your hips.
“Feeling so good around my cock,” he grunted as his left hand trailed down from your face to your ribcage, carefully handling your body as he switched the position.
Knowing the stamina difference between the two of you, he shoved a pillow beneath your hips, letting you relax into the soft mattress as he fucked you silly.
At the sudden new angle, your hole seized up around him, making the both of you cry out.
“Fuck, baby, feeling so good,” Jotaro grunted, beginning to slowly thrust inside of your sloppy hole, drawing loud hazy whines from your body.
Jotaro’s praise filled your ears as drool spilt from your lips, hips quivering as he sped up his ministrations.
“Fuck baby boy, you’ve got such a soft, tight little cunt,” Jotaro grunted. “Always feeling so nice and good around my dick,” he growled, hands holding your hips tightly as his hips slammed against yours.
You cried out, feeling his huge cock twitching inside of you. Your thighs shook as Jotaro went faster, the bed frame shaking with each of his fast, hard thrusts.
“Jotaro, fuck! Y-you’re gonna make me cum again!” You cried, body quivering as Jotaro’s cockhead prodded in the deepest corners of your body, making you delirious with ecstasy.
“Fuck!” You whined, eyes rolling back as you came once more.
Jotaro moaned loudly at that, feeling your pretty little cunt seize up violently around his cock, forcing his thrusts to a slow stop as you came around him. As your release squirted out all over his torso and thighs, he felt his own crash down upon him.
Jotaro let out a loud holler as he finished deep inside of you, his thick cum painting your walls white as he delivered his load.
The two of you stayed like that for a while, the room silent except for the panting coming from both of you.
After he came down from his high though, Jotaro gently pulled out, pulling you into his arms before he collapsed onto the soft mattress below.
His hands gently rubbed along your body as he pressed kisses to your hairline, murmuring soft praises into your ear.
“That’s my baby,” he murmured. “That’s my good boy,” he said, gently pressing his lips against yours.
He continued to murmur gentle praise into your ears until you eventually fell asleep, satisfied and at peace in his strong arms.
hi can I request a macaque, monkey king, Nezha, spider queen and Chang’E separatedly x transmac austictic reader
like reader is loving towards everyone and also chaotic plus they sometimes do crazy stuff like for example if there at a zoo and they see a animal they like for example a tiger they will stop what there doing and they will literally climb the bar wall and be with the tiger and start doing tiger noises as the tiger and the tiger replies back and start being affectionately towards reader as then macaque, monkey king, Nezha, spider queen and Chang’E noticed there gone and sees reader where they are with the wild animal and they will start panicking and will get them out of there and start scolding them as reader then start tearing up they will stop scolding them and try to comfort them and telling him that they where worried and the rest you can do what you want I don’t mind if you change it
Ngl I had a stroke trying to read this but yup I got the general premise! Also props to you for being my first spider queen request :)) I love her sm! I'm gonna do my best! I ran with the tiger idea ngl
SWK, MACAQUE, NEZHA, SPIDER QUEEN, AND CHANG'E x Transmasc!Autistic!Reader Headcanons!
Pronouns: he/him
CW: mmm I don't think there's any?? Comment if yes
Macaque - between the two of you he definitely has the brain cell. He was excited to go to the zoo with you, especially after seeing how pumped up you were to see the tigers. He got the tickets and you two made your way over. Now, he’s got many ways of keeping track of you—being in your shadow, clones, or even just holding your hands—but he chose to use none of those. So when he turned around to look at you after checking out a different animal and you were GONE, panic mode set in. It’s too crowded for him to use his six ears, so he resorts to just running around until he sees you with the tigers. As fast as he can he gets you out of there and takes you to the side. He’s scolding you, telling you that you can’t just do that, but when he sees you starting to tear up he feels bad and reassures you that he’s not upset or anything. He’s just happy you’re safe, now please go wash your hands he SAW you smushing the tiger’s face after it ate—
SWK - this man is the same way with the monkeys. When you two went to the zoo, he stopped and made noises at the monkeys(and you got bored of their conversation so obviously you just wandered off…). He freaks out a bit when you disappeared, but thankfully you weren’t super far away. Not gonna lie, he’d probably let you have your fun with the tigers for a bit—but then it’s go time and he gets you out of there. He doesn’t “scold” you, but he does gently explain that you should at least give him a heads up next time so he can at least help you jump the fence! He’s laid back and honestly I HC him as neurodivergent so he’d vibe really well with you.
Nezha - SIR PLEASE YOU WILL GIVE THIS MAN A HEART ATTACK (/lh)! Likes going out with you when you’re feeling up for it because he’s got a lot of cool knowledge stowed away in his brain that he can share. However he doesn’t like it as much when he has to use his magic ribbon first as a lasso to get you out of the enclosure but then as a leash to keep you close for the rest of the zoo visit. He half-drags you along to the bathrooms to help you clean yourself up, all while telling you the various ways that could have ended badly. But his demeanor changes when he sees the oncoming storm of emotions in your face. He would hate to upset you. So he stops, sits down with you, and reassures you that it’s okay, but you can’t do that. He values safety over ANYTHING else, so don’t blame him too hard for wanting you to stick by his side.
Spider Queen - You’re treated like royalty by default because you’re her lovely significant other. Naturally a zoo trip is something she’d love to do with you! Her boys will most likely tag along as well, but they’re gonna go do their own thing while you two enjoy some time together! She cares about you a great deal, and is asking every few exhibits if you’re having a good time, do you need anything, it’s not too warm right? She thought she had your hand in hers, but when you simply aren’t there, she panics a bit, and calls the boys to tell them to help look for you. When all of them report that yup, you’re chilling with the tigers—no, like IN THE CAGE WITH THE TIGERS—she is there in a FLASH. You’re out of the cage and in her arms in seconds. She’s searching first for wounds and then giving you a mini-lecture. But she stops as soon as she sees your eyes glaze over. She gives you a little space and then has you take some breaths with her. No, she’s not mad, if anything she’s impressed. Just glad you’re okay!
Chang’e - (she was in like 1 episode so take everything here with a grain of salt) super sweet and it shows!! A trip to the zoo with you is the perfect fun date so she can take a break from her show for a while. Loves how much you like the animals, and she gives some of her own input as well! Out of the characters so far she’s the most likely to remain calm when she sees you with the tigers. Helps you out on your own time—clearly it wasn’t an accident you got in there, and you’re not in any immediate danger, so what’s the rush? Once you’re out, she has you clean up and just reminds you that you should try and admire from a distance sometimes. Then you two go sit down and eat some lunch that she prepared for you guys in advance <3
Can I request a platonic (Sun wukong x reader and macaque x reader) with a trans masc reader
Like where the reader is like a younger brother to them and they come out and just headcannons of them as older brothers
(They are my comfort characters and I need more platonic content)
I AGREE I AGREE I AGREE I AGREE
Macaque and SWK with a transmasc lil bro PLATONIC HEADCANONS
Ok, so first off when you tell them, they are the most chill dudes ever. Like "oh, he/him now? Sure man"
they are both super good at not misgendering or deadnaming you. AND they 100000% will correct everyone.
unless you tell them you can handle yourself or something consider yourself very protected. Macaque listens to everything, and Wukong can see through everything.
Macaque offers to take you out to look for new clothes if you'd like them, he has a much better sense of style (he is also the one who can go places without being recognized unlike Wukong)
Wukong is really good at helping out with dysphoria. I hc that he's kinda meh about his own gender, like yeah he's "male" but really he doesn't give a single shit. But he knows how it feels to hate being in your body, and he is happy to offer up coping ideas
some of these ideas include more “odd” things, like covering mirrors so you don’t have to look at yourself. But it’s mostly more “common” things like doing some exercise or eating a safe food.
one thing they both suck at is suggesting ways to go forward with your transition. Wukong being Wukong will be like “Ah no problem I can rip off your things if you don’t want em!” And you have to remind him you aren’t immortal like him lmao
macaque actually sides with Wukong on this one, however they WILL NOT if you don’t want them to.
they’ll jump through whatever hoops they have to to help you change legal documents. Legally or not, they want you to feel comfortable looking at paperwork
Having a brotherly relationship after coming out will also entail them asking how comfortable you are with roughhousing or playing around like the two of them do, or even with light teasing or bickering. They don’t want to make you feel like you’re being bullied
that being said if you say you’re alright with it you better be on GUARD bc they will show up just about everywhere
they care for you through and through, and even on your worst of days they’ll be there for you and reassure you that they always will be. No matter how you identify! :)
@maroon-ghost-draws this one's for you :)
If the reader agrees to the ripping off...(CW slight violence and mentions of surgery)
Ok so first of all YOU'RE SO BRAVE FOR TRUSTING THEM WITH THIS
Macaque most definitely makes you confirm dozens of times that you ARE okay with this haphazard surgery, like they will never forgive themselves if you get seriously hurt in the process :(
Wukong shows you his own top surgery scars and boasts that he can most definitely do it again
They'll both probably put some sort of numbing magic on you and/or knock you out beforehand, and Wukong has you eat an immortality peach just in case.
A few hours later BAM boom bop your top is surgeried! :D
Macaque knows a lot about the healing process from his own research and will make sure you don't do anything to mess up your system
They might ask you if you want to see what was under the skin.....it's best to decline.
7/10 simply because there's no way it was a fully sanitary environment they operated in
Can I request a platonic (Sun wukong x reader and macaque x reader) with a trans masc reader
Like where the reader is like a younger brother to them and they come out and just headcannons of them as older brothers
(They are my comfort characters and I need more platonic content)
I AGREE I AGREE I AGREE I AGREE
Macaque and SWK with a transmasc lil bro PLATONIC HEADCANONS
Ok, so first off when you tell them, they are the most chill dudes ever. Like "oh, he/him now? Sure man"
they are both super good at not misgendering or deadnaming you. AND they 100000% will correct everyone.
unless you tell them you can handle yourself or something consider yourself very protected. Macaque listens to everything, and Wukong can see through everything.
Macaque offers to take you out to look for new clothes if you'd like them, he has a much better sense of style (he is also the one who can go places without being recognized unlike Wukong)
Wukong is really good at helping out with dysphoria. I hc that he's kinda meh about his own gender, like yeah he's "male" but really he doesn't give a single shit. But he knows how it feels to hate being in your body, and he is happy to offer up coping ideas
some of these ideas include more “odd” things, like covering mirrors so you don’t have to look at yourself. But it’s mostly more “common” things like doing some exercise or eating a safe food.
one thing they both suck at is suggesting ways to go forward with your transition. Wukong being Wukong will be like “Ah no problem I can rip off your things if you don’t want em!” And you have to remind him you aren’t immortal like him lmao
macaque actually sides with Wukong on this one, however they WILL NOT if you don’t want them to.
they’ll jump through whatever hoops they have to to help you change legal documents. Legally or not, they want you to feel comfortable looking at paperwork
Having a brotherly relationship after coming out will also entail them asking how comfortable you are with roughhousing or playing around like the two of them do, or even with light teasing or bickering. They don’t want to make you feel like you’re being bullied
that being said if you say you’re alright with it you better be on GUARD bc they will show up just about everywhere
they care for you through and through, and even on your worst of days they’ll be there for you and reassure you that they always will be. No matter how you identify! :)
real
how come in literally every single ftm reader smut i see literally anywhere, the reader is always a submissive bottom.
like damn what if i just wanted to sit on a character’s face then plow them with the 9 incher i got from amazon
NSFW prompt for ur consideration: The Demon Brothers' first time with a he/him transmasc!MC? You can pick which brothers you wanna do if u don't feel like writing all of em!
Ooooh what a fantastic request, and the first saucy prompt for the blog! This will presume the MC's had his top surgery but hasn't gotten around to the bottom surgery yet (either due to just time, money, or maybe has been looking around in the Devildom now instead of the human realm for a good way to do it, etc..)
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▸▸ You have him all riled up, either by accident or on purpose; either way it happened, you find his hunger to consume your love growing more and more needy until it comes time to remove the clothing barring his eyes from beholding you in your purest form. Your hesitation speaks volumes and his heels cool a bit to see what's bothering you, to make sure you're comfortable above all else.
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Lucifer already had a suspicion what this was about. He's read your file, gathered information on you; he knew you hadn't yet fully transitioned in the physical sense. So when your hand grabs his wrist lightly to stop him from undoing your shirt buttons, he immediately had a clue what was happening. He ceased what he was doing and leaned in to press a loving kiss to your forehead. "Are you concerned with what I will think? That it is your first time in such an intimate situation, with a body you have not quite come to terms with yet?" he'd mutter into your ear; though his tone had kept that silky smooth flit that made your spine shudder in anticipation, you could also hear the soft consideration behind it echoing his desire to make you more comfortable. You nod a little, and he just smirked in response at first.
"Do you really believe I would judge such a good boy on frivolous details?" His playful-yet-genuine words made your heart skip a beat. How did he always seem to know just what to say? "When I fell in love with you, I fell in love with you for more than just your body — it was your spirit, your heart that drew me in first. How it is presented to me matters very little beyond presenting me another way to please you." Another kiss of his graced your temple then, and you could feel how those lips were pulled in to a smile.
"I won't rush you, however. I know plenty of ways to bring you to your climax without moving a single inch of clothing aside... So tonight I'll treat you to something special, and if you're an obedient boy, I may even let you take in a rare sight indeed... Make sure I can hear you, or I might just punish you instead..."
Mammon initially gets a bit flustered when you grabbed for his hand — he thought maybe he'd been a bit too eager and crossed over into aggressiveness when he practically tore the bottom of your shirt out from under your belt. It takes a lot of stuttered words to convince him it's not anything to do with him, you're just nervous about how you look to him, on top of it being your first time ever having sex like this. There's a moment of short-circuiting from Mammon who just looks at you dumbfounded and you're nearly certain you already messed it up, until...
"Wha? My absolutely handsome human, lookin' bad? Tch! As if! Did'ja forget I got an eye for sexiness? That's right! And The Great Mammon ain't gonna let anythin' but the sexiest hang off his arm, so you best believe I'm madly in love with ya inside and out!" Him calling you handsome and sexy made sure it was your turn to get flustered, and he made sure to move and gentle straddle over your belly while you were still trying to process what he'd just said. The way he leaned back gave you an absolute mouthwatering eyeful of his toned body, and following it up showed his lopsided grin flashing his fangs down at you.
"No need 'ta rush, right? We'll just work ya up until you're feelin' ready, so instead of focusin' on any of that right now, why don't we see how good that sweet little mouth of yours is? You've always got a way with your words, so why don't'ya show me how you work that tongue in other ways if you want? Or I can just put on a private modelin' show for your eyes only — the thought of havin' my handsome boyfriend starin' me down like that's already gettin' me all sorts of riled up...
Leviathan ended up riled up after a fair bit of teasing him and once there was a mutual approval to let things get much more intimate past the touches and kisses he was the first one mostly out of his clothes. He only stopped when he realized you probably shouldn't just be left in yours too and had thought to try a slick move he watched in a hentai "educational anime series" by letting the tip of his tail slither up your back and around your neck, exploring down in to your shirt. He only got to the tips of your collarbone before you yelped for him to wait, and to say he looked guilty would be an understatement.
Poor Levi's immediately apologizing, swearing up and down he's just some filthy pervert of an otaku for ever trying to make the first move, and it takes a moment to calm him down and reassure the demon that it's not him at all, it's about the fact it's your first time and how you feel about your own body. Cue a few more moments before something dings in his head and he turns to go find a box that had been hidden in a rather inconspicuous spot — and from that box you see a flash of what looked like a very specific belt-like accessory, meant to hold a very familiar toy. His face is beet red as he seems unable to show the strap-on in full, but he seemed rather excited for the prospect.
"Th-That-- That's totally fine! I... I went out and watched some anime that h-had some protagonists like you, uhm... a-and I... I ord- ordered some stuff in advance... I figured y-y-you'd be worried... bu-but I promise I'll like it! I even tried it out on myself first! ... I-I mean, gah! I'm no-not f-f-forcing you to do this to me though okay?! I just... uhm... I'm really t-turned on by the thought of being topped by my hot human boyfriend, no matter how we do it!!"
Satan already had been teasing you with being relatively hands-off, utilizing his words and ghosting touches to get you hot and bothered; the way he muttered near your ear and let his breath wash down across your neck was but a small part of the myriad of ways he worked you up without ever letting a finger lay upon your body. You thought he'd be content with this alone but when you found one of his hands nearing your shirt you asked him to pause for a moment. You felt the need to tell him it was your first time, and on top of that you were unsure what he would think of how you looked. The way he paused to think made you nervous that you might have spoken out of line, but the smile he wore said differently.
"I've been alive for a couple centuries now and have seen a lot of things; if you think I will mind that your body does or doesn't have certain traits, then let me remind you..." You yelp softly when you feel his fingers trace the underside of your jaw, gasping when he finally graced the side of your neck with his lips. It was surprisingly sensual, thoughtful, careful; his free hand had grasped at your thigh only to then drag upwards with a light curl to his digits to pull the fabric of your clothing with them.
"I love you, Y/N. Everything about you, even as you are now, even as you will be in the future. Even if you don't trust yourself... trust in my words, in my touch, in my love. I could write a book a day for centuries filled to the brim with words of affection and adoration for you, and that still would only be but a droplet in the ocean that has welled up in my heart. You will always be the handsome human I am honored to call mine."
Asmodeus is no stranger to affairs of the body, both the good and the bad. Even when you got him all hot and bothered and ready to pounce on you, he could tell you were nervous by the way you hesitated at times. That cat-like grin remained on his lips as he crawled over top of you, letting his honey-pink eyes watch yours closely — but not to induce any magic upon you. You could tell he gazed at you sincerely, sweetly, wanting no question of his feelings to remain as he adjusted on his elbows to let his hands cradle the sides of your face with dancing fingertips.
"Oh hon, I know that look so well," he cooed quietly, his perfectly painted lips pulled in to his prettiest, most genuine smile. "That's the look of a young man who's still unsure of himself, isn't it? You know, I had that very same look once upon a time." Surely he must have seen the shock on your face because he'd follow that up with a giggling laugh. "Surprised? It's not just humans that often feel wrong in their bodies! We demons just have a much easier time making the changes we want. That's why I totally get it, my absolutely gorgeous boy. ♥ "
"I would never offer my body to just any old someone, Y/N~ That someone's gotta be drop-dead gorgeous, in a league anywhere near me, and I can confidently say that you're just that! In fact... You're the only person I've ever wanted to chase that wasn't just myself. If you were scared of how you looked... You've got my mark of approval — and I'll put that mark right in the most scandalous places, just for you...~ ♥♥♥ "
Beelzebub, despite being someone who seems unconcerned with most details not related to food, always takes your comfort very, very seriously. So seriously in fact that even when you were pulled up to straddle his chest as you both made out, he could see you weren't daring to put your full weight down and immediately stopped what you both were doing. He started to ask you if you were hurt, if he'd somehow pulled your legs too hard; it took a few tries of guessing before you finally blurted out that you're both a virgin and nervous about what he'd think of your appearance.
You can see the head empty stare he's got. "But... why does that matter?" He asked it sincerely, but realized he worded it poorly so he tried again. "What I mean is... would I be here showering you with love if I didn't like how you looked, or thought any less of you for this being your first time? If anything... I'm even more excited than ever. It's really special for humans to have their first time, right? So the fact you chose me... It makes me feel really good." Every inch of your body flushed hot as he picked you up effortlessly and sat you down on the bed next to him, his sweet eyes focused on you from below.
"But we don't have to rush at all. Like a gourmet dish, you've gotta go slow and savor it to really enjoy it. As much as I just want to drink up all your love, it wont taste the same if I sour it from pushing you. So we'll go at your own pace. Are you still up for anything? If you are, just let me know what you're comfortable with. If not, that's okay; we can go grab some dinner together instead."
Belphegor couldn't care less, but this meant that he didn't really look at you in any binary sense; even as you shared your transitional journey with him, he stayed supportive of you, unbothered by the changes because all he was looking at was you. Not a constantly-changing body, not some arbitrary label, but you as a whole. This couldn't be any more obvious than it was as you two lay intwined in bed, Belphegor leaving sloppy kisses down your jaw and neck, his hands bold as they groped at your posterior enough to arc in to his body. You only barely muttered out a plea to wait a moment, which he gave to hear you out. When you told him what bothered you, he threw you a quizzical look.
"Y/N, you're so caught up in what others think of you," he remarked earnestly as he trailed his finger up and down your spine. "But how do you feel? Not "what do I think Belphie wants to hear," but "what is my heart telling me?" Then listen to that voice." Belphegor always had a way of stunning you silent, and he could tell he had a profound effect on you. His lips would graze the outside of your ear, the trail left in its wake warm for a few moments before it felt like an icy chill across your hot skin.
"Besides. You shouldn't be thinking about anyone but me. You belong to me, and you know I'll always love you no matter what happens... Even if you changed your body little bits at a time every day for the rest of your life, all that would mean is I get new things to love about you. So come a little closer... Let me indulge you in how good I can make you feel, and let me show you just how much I've fallen for you..."
WHEW goodness, more suggestive than outright NSFW mostly, but I hope you like it regardless anon! As a confession, despite being transmasc myself I've never actually sat down and written proper transmasc smut, so that's part of why I was a bit shy on the more sexual nature of things. But still, I do hope I did alright! if you need me to go back and do another take please let me know! 💖
Love You No Matter What
Daryl Dixon x Transmasc!Reader
Warnings: Slight angst, dysphoria, unsafe binding methods, mentions of transphobia? Reader being insecure, horribly written southern accent, ooc daryl? sorry this is kinda bad
Sorry about this being kinda rushed I just had the idea and wanted to wright smth self indulgent.
The hot Georgia sun beamed down onto the broad shoulders of the man next to you, beads of sweat forming on the flexing muscles of Daryl's arms. Your eyes unfocusing from the fence of a pigpen you two were working on guiding to admire him, they trailed up from his arms to the collar of his worn tank top. The fraying seams giving way to his neck and the edges of his unruly dark hair, all the way up to his stormy eyes.
Slightly shaking your head, you tried to concentrate on the task and hand to get out of this heat as soon as possible, and not on the captivating sight of your boyfriend.
You had harbored feelings for the southern man since the second he pulled you away from a herd of walkers at the quarry camp. He had felt the same way, enthralled by the way your eyes caught the sun rays like stained glass, the small scars that littered you like the words on a novel and, he could have gone on forever, but he would never admit out loud. It hasn't been till the fall of the CDC that you both truly realized your feelings for each other were mutual. From that point on you had an unspoken bond, not a label, it didn't matter in the apocalypse, but you were together, a packaged deal. After sleepless nights on the road, the scare of his brush with death at the farm and whispered conversations in your shared cell in the prison walls, you and Daryl were nothing if not in love. Yet out here in the striking heat of the prison courtyard, a spike of pain from your ribs right under the tightly wound bandages of your chest was a stark reminder of the one thing you were too scared to divulge to the man who knew everything about you.
The fence finally completed, rose to his feet, offering on hand to help you and your accompanying tools up with him.
"Y'all right there?" his southern drawls laced with a hint of worry and you wobbled a bit on your feet.
"It's nothin', just lost my balance a bit" you smiled at him, a bit of a laugh in your voice as you saw the way his bangs stuck to his sweat covered forehead in a heart pattern.
"Good, can't have yeh' gettin sick out here cus of some bastard sun" He placed the tools into his own hands and you two trudged up the hill the cold prison walls. Just imagining the cool stone and water that waited for you there was putting a pep in your step.
Entering your shared cell you flop onto the bed, arms stretched above your head to relieve some of the pressure on your shoulders after the day's work as the taller man beside you goes to lay next to you. Even though you love him with all your heart you still throw the pillow at his face.
“Shower first dirt man”
He shoots you a mock offended look before giving you a kiss anyway, and heading on his way to the showers.
“The things i do for you” You can hear his slightly annoyed tone under his breath as he leaves and you smile.
Now alone in the makeshift room that is the prison cell you close the curtain in front of the barred doors as some sort of privacy. Peeling your shirt off slowly the bandages you had been using since the beginning of the end wound tightly around your chest where now revealed. Angry red marks peaked from tier edges as you tried your best to ignore their stinging. Untying the knot of the bandage gingerly you began to unwrap the cloth, each time relieving a bit of the pressure on your ribs but increasing that feeling of dysphoria uneasiness that settled in your stomach. It was slow, each layer of bandages painstakingly unraveling into your hands. Too focused on the task at hand the heavy footsteps growing closer in the prison hallway reminded you of the unknown to you, until the jerk of the curtain being pulled aside brought you back into reality. Holding the portion of unraveled cloth close to your still bound chess you stared into Daryl’s eyes like a deer in headlights.
His dark hair still dripping slightly onto his threadbare tank top, his eyes raked over you in worry, quickly approaching you even as you began to startle back, there was slight anger in his gaze as well, scaring you even more than he had startled you.
“Y/n wha’ happened” His voice was stern with the slight hint of fear he had used anytime you were injured.
“Did this happen on the last run? We gotta get you to Dr. S” He again walked over to reach for you, not understanding the way you slightly cowered with your arms firmly gripping your upper torso.
“Daryl I'm not, I'm not hurt it ok, dont worry Im fine '' The words stumbled out of your mouth with a tint of fear and uncertainty you'd never used with him.
“You got bandaged coverin half your body can you expect me not to’think your hurt!” His tone raised slightly and you knew he was worried, but you couldn't tell him, you didn't know how.
Your eyes started to wet as you sunk to the floor, you were strong, you always were, but with this it felt like a hit to the back of your knees. You could almost feel the hesitation and concern on his face when he knelt down next to you.
Daryl was never good at comforting people, but seeing you on the verge of tears he was trying his best. Your body stiffened slightly when one of his strong arms wrapped around your back, but you melted into his touch quickly as his rough voice spoke with a softness barely anyone had heard.
“S’alright sweetheart, m’sorry for yellin” Your brain almost couldnt for the words to tell him it wasn't his fault, he had done nothing.
“D, it isn't that” Your voice wavered in the conversation you were starting.
“I really ain't hurt, it's just..” Trailing off your words got caught in your throat, it was almost petrifying. You knew Daryl, you knew he was accepting, that he would do anything for you, but that fear of rejection’s grip was tight on your heart. The confused tone in his voice was evident as he ushered you to go on.
“I wasn't born like you,
like a man”
The words escaped your throat, strangled and painful, shaking at the thought that this could be it, he wouldn't be ok with it, it would be the end of everything you've fought so hard to build together.
“Oh sweetheart” His voice was softer than you anticipated, his calloused hand holding your face up with a touch gentler than a down pillow. Your teary eyes met his stormy blue ones and you could almost see every emotion, every unsend word, every feeling he held onto behind them. Your faces close, he sounded almost like a whisper.
“That ain't stoppin’ me from loving yeah” You could have died happy right there, tears breaching the border of your eyelashes and flowing down your face, your lips formed into a smile, it was ok, he was ok with it, he's not mad.
Daryl's gaze turned to worry at your sudden crying but your hands not matching his own on your face you lips met. The closest you could have been to your hearts being connected the kiss was soft and passionate and you couldn't have thought of a better outcome.
Fun fact of the post:I just got a super cute hellokitty airpod case (^-^)
A nanny to replace with someone new part 1
Brahms x transman/transmasc reader
Please take my writing privilege away when it's past midnight
There arnt any trigger warnings here and at the moment no gendered words or pronouns is used! I guess there is a bit of queer coding(???) if you squint but nothing to serious or specific
Your phone vibrated with a new message send to you. Scrambling it out of your pants with hasty and shaking fingers while the other hand tryd it's best to not let the travel suitcases fall on the floor. Giving it a quick glance your lips curled into a smile, it was your best friend asking how the flight into the UK was.
So you gave her a quick message on how you got the worst seat imaginable. The guy next to you constantly gave you weird glances, he tryd to be sneaky about it, looking at your way when he thought you were asleep or occupied with something else. The smell that receded from him wasn't pleasant either, betting your left arm that he didn't shower for at least 3 weeks straight.
A few seats away was a couple that constantly started a loud argument with each other about the most random and unimportant things imaginable. When the fly attended tryd to calm them down the whole scenario got even more chaotic, making a kid that was another few seats away cry loudly. You would feel bad for the child if it wasn't for your enormous migraine building up. The only good thing out of the situation was when a bag of salted snacks got accedntly thrown to your way, giving you a free extra snack.
As you clicked send an announcement made it's self know with loud static noises. The train had a one hour delay. At this point your nerves were on edge. With a heavy sigh you walked out of the airport to the underground, at least there was now some time to look at the airport stores. Buying a few snacks here and there and seeing the cute souvenirs lighten up your mood a bit, and you even found a pharmacy!
Munching at your last chocolate bar and swallowing the pill for your migraine as you clumsily walked down the stairs to the subway, you eyes skimmed for a clock, and there it was, old and a bit rusty but it worked just fine showing that it's currently 7:43 pm.
'20 more minutes'
you thought, as you gave it a quick glance with a groggy look,
'Might as well give her a quick text'
•hey,sophie the train has a delay probably will come in like an hour late if everything goes well.
It took a few minutes until she texted you back
▪︎Yea I already thought that, can't have shit in public transport >:/
•yea,,, so,,, how is the babysitting going? Is the kid as bad as the last one you took care of???
▪︎Nope! How should it when it's a doll :)
•....
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a what???
▪︎A doll! It's one of those weird porcelain ones that look like a small child. It's even live sized! I was already weirded out that a couple this old would have small children of their own but that? A whole new level of weird
•,,,,what are you doing with it????
does it just hang around or do you actually take care of it??
As you waited for an answer another announcement was made, the train that should come in now 15 minutes should be here earlier.
You would have made a small victorious smile if the question didn't come crashing down like an avalanche.
Why do they keep it? Why do they need a babysitter when it's just a doll? Why is it live sized? And most importantly, how in the fresh fuck did they managed to let the train come earlier the thought. While being lost in your mind with questions your phone took you back into reality when it vibrated.
▪︎Nope! I just let it sit in the corner, sometimes I put a towel or blanket over it. It's stare is really fucking creepy....
•oh,,, so free money I guess, pretty cool.
hey sophie what was the name of the family??
Something with shire right??
Chestershire??
▪︎Heelshire, why do you ask?
•just out of curiosity, maeby there is an article about them and the doll.
i mean they are a well know family so I can imagine there is something out there about them. also my train is coming later then planned.
they made an announcement that it should come earlier the thought but,,, I think I won't come over today for the sleepover, I'm just too tired, sorry for the late cancelation
▪︎It's fine (Y/N)! You had a shitty flight so I can understand that! So we see us tomorrow :) ?
•ye
▪︎Awesome, can't wait to show you the creepy doll!
And with that the chat ended, your train already making a big entrance with the loud hald of it's heavy metallic wheels.
You took the suitcase back into your hands and tumbled your way into the train.
Looking around, you accepted defeat that there was no seat left for you, your mood slowly dipping from tired annoyance to about to having a small fit. But that wouldn't help your progress, so you swallowed your anger down and leaned to one of the metallic poles. Wobbling a bit from left to right and needing to catch your suitcase to not let it roll over a passengers feet as the train started moving again.
You grabbed your phone, hesitating for a bit
'Do I really want to know what the fuck is going on or???'
You just shrugged your shoulders and gave it a go, the heelshire family is a rich pompous family you're sure there is something about them on the internet.
Aaaaand you were right, it didn't even took a second when hundreds of articles pooped up with dramatic headlines.
Terrible fire at the Heelshire mansion
Mysterious fire in Heelshire property
Heelshire, how their live turned quickly into a nightmare
These were the few that caught your interest.
You gave the articles quick reads, your tired eyes switching between almost falling shut from tiredness and going wide at the gruesome details on the tragedy.
Well that gives you a few indications on why they keep it.
'It's probably some kind of coping mechanism....'
You don't really see yourself as someone who's heart gets torn apart everytime you hear a sad and tragic story, but you still can't shake the heaviness off it all, a family losing their only child in an enormous fire that up to this day nobody knows were it came from.
Too keep your mind off the whole thing you looked outside, still having a bitter expression of the new info as you admired the houses.
It looks like your heading towards a more suburban area, making it look like one of your old English telenovela that you watch every now and then.
As the sun slowly goes down and engulfing the area in beautiful colors was quite a bit breathtaking, infact so breathtaking that you almost missed your station.
In a moment of panic you pushed yourself out of the train almost dropping a few things in it, but luckily you had everything with you.
With lazy steps towards a billboard your eyes scanned the map for the area, the bus stop wasn't far away, just a few minutes walk, but your heavy arms slowly giving up and your feet starting to hurt didn't really help.
You got your headphones out in hopes that listening to your favorite music makes the whole thing a bit more bearable.
Even tho it was just a tiny bit left until you arrived at your destination, somehow everything went wrong one way or another. You almost missed the bus and then one of it's tire pooped, making you wait for the next one that came in like half an hour.
Then one of your water bottles wasn't closed properly making some of your stuff soaked in it, destroying your notes, drawings and a few comics you had with you in the process.
When you arrived in the small but cozy hotel a woman had a giant fight with the manager. One of her kids didn't stop bothering you with weird and uncomfortable questions about your appearance. While the other didn't keep their grabby hands off of you. Then when she finally finished her rant on how the room service didn't left a small piece of chocolate for her children like always, she had the audacity to give you a 'tch' when she walked passed you with a slightly disgusted expression. The manager and her assistant apologized for the inconvenience and offerd you some candy as a sorry gift for the inconvenience, you don't want to sound like a glutton, but it did make you forget about the whole thing for a bit.
Finally you managed to get your keys. On the way to your room you almost dropped all your stuff becoming a clumsy mess that just wants to sleep.
As you opend the door impatiently you more or less threw your stuff on the chairs and floor quickly unpacked your pajamas and hastily puting them on. Dropping your body on the softest bed you ever were able to sleep in like a rock. To say that you were happy to finally be here is taking things way to lighty. With a happy sigh you closed you eyes for the well deserving sleep.