In 2016, I wrote a letter to my mother telling her I am a transgender man. Halfway through it, she crumbled it on the floor, laughed in my face, and verbally berated me. She completely wrote it off, but for my safety after that reaction, I did not press it. It was my first glimpse of seeing that unconditional love might not exist from her.
A year later, I tried again. She told me that she knew what was best for me, and that I simply had to be a girl, according to her life plan. I refused to go by her plan, so was kicked out for one night. The next day, she called me and told me I needed to go to my medication appointment, and since I was a minor, I felt I didn’t have much of a choice. Plus, I didn’t have anywhere else to go but home. In my psychologists office, my mother asked for recommendations for conversion therapists. The doctor was appalled, telling her that was illegal in my state. She continued, asking for recommendations to churches, anyone that could “fix” me. Obviously, she didn’t get any answers that she wanted, so we left and my mental health treatment ended that day. I suffered similar treatment from my grandparents, being told “God gave me a granddaughter, not a grandson.”
My first glimpse of freedom was when I started college in 2018, living on campus. I was able to start hormone therapy, keeping it at a very low dose so changes wouldn’t be noticeable when I went back home on breaks. Being at school was the first time I got to live authentically without constant anxiety. Everyone knew me by my chosen name and used the proper pronouns, I could use the men’s restroom, it was so liberating. Then, in early 2020 that all came crashing down. I was sent back home with no relief in sight, due to, y’know, the thing that happened in 2020. I began to get stress migraines from constantly having to hide my identity and dealing with crippling dysphoria. So, one day in May 2020, I simply left. For weeks I was slowly moving things up to my boyfriends house out of state, then I left, changed my number, and never looked back. I haven’t had contact with anyone in my family since that day over 3 years ago. Not even my little sister, who did her best to be silently supportive. Unfortunately, she had to take my mom’s side to keep herself safe, but I still miss her the most.
Now, I am stable enough to finally get the surgery I have been dreaming about since I was 13. This has been a decade in the making and I have gone through hell to make it a reality. Now, the only barrier is the cost. I have been trying my hardest to spread my link, but with no family support and a very small friend group/social media presence, it is not going well. My surgery is in 2 months and I refuse to let all of my fighting and suffering be in vain.
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hi! can i request headcanons of Adam x Male Angel! Reader who is sweet, kind and never curses? preferly sfw and nsfw but if u don't write smut for Male Reader, that's fine!
hope u have a Nice day <3
Warnings: General Adam TW’s, NSFW in latter half of post, He/Him pronouns with Male Genitalia. Slight Degradation/dirty talk. Fluff + Smut
Word Count: 820
A/n: thank you so much for the request! I had a lot of fun with this one! I did make it on the shorter side but that’s only because it’s quite difficult to make Headcanon’s 1000+ words without other characters but nonetheless, I hope you enjoy! Also I decided to make this little header thing for fics! I’ve seen a few others do it and the GIF’s I normally use are becoming a hassle to find. Let me know if you guys like it!
Oh boy, this relationship really is a match that could only be made in heaven. No one would have expected Adam to date a man who is the complete opposite of him. If anything, people expected someone like him or even Lute!! But you? They never could have predicted that.
But what can you do, opposites do attract.
You’re always being so kind to him, telling him he looks handsome, helping him with any and all work he might have to do, and on top of it you bring him gifts and trinkets! Not to mention all the delicious treats you get him that are almost as sweet as you.
And to be honest, this really messes with Adam, cause you’re literally so sweet and thoughtful but he doesn’t have anything to give you in return besides sex. At least that’s what he thinks but in reality he gives you so much more than he gives himself credit for.
He plays you songs on the guitar, takes you out to fancy restaurants, and over all treats you with love and affection than any other has. But even if none of that was true, you don’t do anything and everything for him because you want something in return. You love Adam completely unconditionally.
The no cursing thing is something that genuinely gets on his nerves. Cause like, he could never. This man has the mouth of a sailor and the delicacy of a bull in a china shop. Which is one of the traits you love about him, that he says what he wants. But also you’re just like “Sir, this is not what The Father intended-“
“Neither was putting my dick in another guys ass but look, I’m still here bitch!”
And it especially bugs Adam, if instead of cursing, you replace swears with other words. Like the other day you stubbed your toe when landing on ground and Adam had fully expected for you to do what he does, which is scream the loudest swear and be pissed off at everyone for 20 minutes. But instead….
“OW Fudging chocolate chip-“
“JUST SAY FUCK”
So, ever since that day, Adam has sworn to one day take your ‘cursing virginity’, at least that’s what he calls it. And he try’s so hard to do so, which is a slight bit of trouble cause he doesn’t want to like, be a complete douche to you.
So until he figures out a way to get you to curse, he’s pretty stumped at the moment. But still, he absolutely adores you.
Oh Boy x2
Everything I said previously still stands if not double the amount. This man wants to do the👏Most👏Unholiest👏Things👏To👏You👏
Loves to see your kind and sweet personality slowly crumble because of his cock.
‘Who knew you could be such a slut?’
He loves that your personality carries over during sex, you give him everything you’ve got and then some. You want to do your best for him after all.
Speaking of which, if you worship him in any way that man is cumming IMMEDIATELY. He really just wants to feel like he’s above everyone else, and Surprise surprise, he has a praise and you being the, oh so thoughtful person you are, you make sure to completely indulge that aspect of him.
You babble so much about how good his cock feels hitting your prostate over and over again. How well he’s making you feel like like the Good Boy he is. It really gets it him going.
Remember how I said he’s trying to make you lose your ‘Cursing Virginity’? Yeah well, this is how. He is SO determined to get you to spill out just one swear while he goes to town on you. Is it the most holy thing he should do? No. But how could he not fuck your brains out till you break your own moral code?
He tries so hard too. He has yet to get you there but he has come close. When he had you in a mating press, legs over his shoulders, your ankle’s lightly hitting the base of his wings with each thrust.. You couldn’t stop begging for him to cum inside you as you came for the Xth time in a row.
“Please Adam! P-Please! Fu~“ you cut yourself off with a hand to your mouth.
Adam looked at you with his signature grin, his hips not stopping their movements to pump himself in and out of you. “Was you about to say something babe?”
You held your hand against your mouth shaking your head ‘no’ clearly trying to make it seem like you weren’t about to drop the f bomb.
“Mhm, right~ let’s see if I can pry some other ‘naughty’ fuxkin’ words out of ya!” He laughs a wicked laugh as he switches the position so that he’s somehow even more atop of you. Leaving you a completely, moaning, helpless mess for him to dominate >:)
Well, this is awkward
*Leaves*
Yup, it is
*Leaves as well*
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ANIMES:
Given
Bungo Stray Dogs
Yuri on ice
Nanbaka
Jujutsu Kaisen
Death Note
Angels of Death
Attack on Titan
Hunter x Hunter
Black Clover
Gangsta
Cowboy Bebop
Death Parade
Persona 5
Black Butler
Assassination Classroom
Howl’s Moving Castle
TV SHOWS:
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Arcane
The Umberlla Academy
Sweet Home
Hannibal
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The Legend of Korra
MOVIES:
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The Hobbit
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Hamilton
Love, Simon
Joker
Shang-chi
Call me by your name
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Pleaseeee I need a second part!!
Male reader x Tyler Lockwood:
A/n: I feel like there aren’t close to any Tyler Lockwood male reader inserts. He need to be appreciated moreeee!
Y/n Bennett was you name, the younger brother of Bonnie Bennett by a few years, also you were naturally a witch given you family’s bloodline. To you, magic was like a missing piece that made everything fit once you delved in it with you sister and the guidance of your grandmother. While you’re sister was more creative with her magic and spells, yours were powerful due to the way you channeled your emotions while using magic. To say the least you two were a force to be reckoned with when your powers combined.
Naturally, being the youngest of the Bennett´s, that implied that you and Jeremy became sort of best friends, you didn’t hang out as much, but you made sure to talk and keep up with what happened with your lives. However, unlike him you always kept a secret until a few years later, that being the fact that you and Tyler hooked up a lot. Out of respect for his decision you didn’t say his name when you rarely talked about getting in bed with someone, and so did Tyler, since from what you’ve gathered he never told Matt.
You’re relationship with him always had ups and downs, and due to the nature of your relationship you were on and off. It was something secretive since you had a relationship of brothers until puberty attacked the both of you. Much to your dislike, the arrival of the vampire brothers actually made your relationship become better, at first it was a chaos, Bonnie almost jumping on Tyler because the brothers snitched on him, they didn’t care about you guy’s sexuality, mostly due to you coming out.
What do I mean much to your dislike? Because you actually believed that everything in your lives worsen when they vampires were involved, the death of your grandmother being a key point in your way of thinking. Then Tyler was revealed to be a werewolf, and even at first when you were wary of Caroline´s actions, her intentions of helping him during his shifting was genuine. Soon after everyone’s life being in a constant border between life and death was tiresome and irritating for you, but for some strange reason everyone was brainwashed to always keep doing their suicidal missions, and more so when it involved Elena, which you started to resent for her lack of actual participation, her ridiculous moral compass that only served to judge, and her ability to always be the center of everything that want’s to put in danger Mystic Falls.
After Elena went into slumber, soon after Damon doing the same you and Tyler actually got together, got married, and owned a Cabin far from Mystic falls, only Bonnie and Matt knew, the latter visited every once in awhile, meanwhile you visited Bonnie at the mental health center. You somewhat though you were being selfish, after finally being happy from the life you wanted with Tyler, away from the supernatural problems, and more of the supernatural benefits. Your witch identity gave you an opportunity to help others with with day to day stuff, like performing spells for the protection of others, offering guidance, and preparing natural remedies for sickness and wounds for a price of course, and an affordable one at that. Tyler did his own thing here and there while trying to learn to live every day with his werewolf nature.
Then you were informed that Damon was awake again, and another villain was on the rise. You of course let everyone know that you we’re no longer participating on that crusade, and that they shouldn’t ask Tyler either since you guys lost so much for you to keep loosing, mostly Tyler than you. What you didn’t expect was that Tyler didn’t come home after the day before, and there was no sign of him through text or calls. As much as you tried to calm yourself, you couldn’t do much, you had a bad feeling and your intuition rarely ever failed you, but you wished so hardly that this time it failed. Hours kept passing and you tried to busy yourself sorting things making medical remedies and then you organized a few documents on the living room table since you were supposed to go through with them when once Tyler arrived. Then noon came, you called severa times to his phone and after a few seconds it always went directly to voicemail. You waited a few minutes, only to receive Matt’s call with heavy news.
"Y/n, I’m so sorry…" Your skin crawled, freezing in your spot as you knew the words that soon would follow. "It’s Tyler, he’s dead." The hurt in his voice, the pain he once had to endure for his sister, his mother abandonment was nothing to loosing his best friend, his other half.
You hung up, in denial. Running towards the truck you both owned and heading straight to Mystic falls after an hour of traveling leaving the documents of adoption agencies that were in the table now in the floor. You knew it was real, but your mind couldn’t believe, making you believe that maybe it was their twisted way of trying to bring you back to the group to help the, or maybe there was a poison that was stopping his werewolf healing from working and he’s si unconscious that he looks dead.
When you arrived at the Salvator mansion, you opened the doors looking for Tyler, only to see a teared up Caroline with Stefan. Their gaze quickly went to you, they were both about to approach when you came quickly to them.
"Y/n, wait. He’s—" Caroline tried to stop you to ease you into it, but you went past them seeing the love of your life in a casket, his color almost completely leaving his skin.
"W-What happened…" Your voice quivered, and your body trembled, as you fought to maintain your composure from completely breaking, you took a long shaky breath, while your words came out flawlessly with an ice cold feeling to it. "Who…DID THIS TO HIM?!" The room shook violently as your words came out with fury and grief.
"It was Damon…" Stefan quickly told him. "He’s been under control of the siren and—." You cut his sentence short.
"Enough… I need sometime alone with him." The way your words by this time carried close to no emotion scared Caroline, it was as if you’d have shut your humanity, even if you weren’t capable of doing so, not like vampires at least.
"Sure, take all the time you need…" Caroline was soon entangled with Stefan who carried her in his arms. She felt a little frustrated knowing that she couldn’t do or say anything to help you in this crushing time. She understood your pain, knowing very well that the both of you lost a living being who was important, and caring in their lives.
Internalizing all this new information in your mind, the latter could finally confirmed what has happened, as you looked through every inch of your late husband’s body. Tears streaming down your face. That was the sign you needed to know that you couldn’t do anything in the face of death. If only Bonnie was still the anchor to the other side, maybe there was a chance to get him back again, but a las, she was reduced to a simple human with struggling magic. Maybe in a way you were cursed like your ancestors Qetsiyah, fated to be alone, with no lover, it happened to your grams and your mother at the end of the day, separated from the people they once loved.
After a while, the couple came back to see how you were coping.
" Y/n, how are you holding up..?" Caroline asked, but her footsteps came to a halt after noticing that you had disappeared alongside your truck.
She notified everyone just in case they saw you, thinking that maybe you were about to spiral or something worse. However weeks passed and there was no sign. It was very troublesome since Bonnie performed a locator spell but nothing about your whereabouts appeared, to which she assumed that you out a very powerful cloaking spell.