*HURT/COMFORT*
Pairings: Bruce Wayne x male!reader, Clark Kent x male!reader
The reader and Bruce used to date until he messed up. Not being able to handle the idea of being in the same city as the millionaire, the reader goes away. Luckily for him, in his new city, there’s a nice and a bit nerdy journalist ready to make his heart flutter again.
A/N: Hey! It’s been awhile… the only thing I can say to justify me: college is hard, kids…
If you don’t wanna see me
You really thought that the relationship was going to last until you both were old and you could see the children have kids and that the kids would call you grandpa. Of course, reality proved you wrong at the moment you saw him fucking Selina Kyle in the bed that was supposed to be yours and his. Her moans and cries of pleasure were quite irritating, the way he grunted and moved against her body while she made noises that made her sound like a cat in heat was so disgusting for you, it made you feel sick. The worst part wasn’t the fact that it was your first anniversary, it wasn’t the fact that he was doing this in your bed, in the bed where you laid with him a lot of times and just whispered “I love you” while he smiled and whispered “I love you” in response. No, that wasn’t the worst part, the worst part of being cheated on, was that you knew that this wasn’t the first time and that he was saying “I love you” towards her.
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GOOD JOB MY FRIEND
PATRICK HOCKSTETTER X GN READER HEADCANONS!!
Warnings; Patrick
Genre; Fluff
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-Once you two start dating he still kind of treats you like a friend in public
-He’ll warm up to you soon though
-Once he does it’s groping in public and make out sessions in private 😏
-He’ll never tell you this but, he likes to cuddle and listen to music with you!
-He likes to take you on walks around the forest
-He’s not good at showing affection but he’ll try!
-He’ll steal stuff for you or take you on little drives at night
-He’s pretty protective over you, especially when he starts figuring out you’re a real person
-DRAW ON HIM.
-He’ll show off your little drawings. He likes when you draw bones, roses and little stickmen!
-He’ll try to draw on you but if you’re an artist, he’s not as good as you
-After he’s really sure you won’t tell anyone, he’ll show you his fridge
-If you’re Trans with bad parents he’ll let you stay over at his house as long as you want, he’ll even give you his old clothes
-He likes scaring you, we wouldn’t do anything to hurt you but he likes seeing the fear in your eyes
-Movie Nights every Saturday.
-You pick every other Saturday
-Whenever you pick, he takes mental notes so he knows which movie is your favourite
-He likes staying up late with you
-He’s always glued to you
-If your family likes him, expect him at every family dinner/vacation
-He’s surprisingly really supportive!
-Keep him away from your animals pls
Tbh this isn’t how I exactly look like but it’s how I want to look like and sadly I can’t right now :(
Personally as a kid I wasn’t the most happiest but I’m getting there slowly as a transmasc.
But oh well 🤷🏽
New picrew chain idea: yourself vs what you looked like as a kid
Free for anyone to join in
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? // roberto ferri // mothering by ainslie hogarth // rainer maria rilke // ? // planet of love by richard siken // a self portrait in letters by anne sexton // indian summer by ron hicks
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Character: Reggie Mantle x male reader
Universe: Riverdale
Warnings: Break up
People who live double lives are almost always frowned upon. But they all have valid reasons to do so. Some might even be dangerous and still, when it comes out. No one likes it. Doesn’t matter which reason was behind it, only that they got lied to.
You never were a person to need that. For most people, you always were an open book. Nothing hiding, not even in your eyes. Every feeling you show is genuine. Not a single word muttered out of your mouth was ever a lie. People would call you `The pure one´, not as an insult or something, but because you never had any shifty motives, like other people had.
Like Betty, staying always so close to Archie, despite it being obvious, that she was in love with him but not the other way around. Or Kevin and Moose, they are able to fool most people, but not everyone. Their motive is a lighter one, to prevent their secret love of getting out. You were just disappointed in both of them, that neither brought Moose to end his relationship with his girlfriend, before they began to do stuff.
In your mind, nothing of this was okay. If you want something from a person you tell them, if you love someone you do the same. The truth is always something you saw not only as important but as mandatory.
For some reason, Reggie found interest in you. The school hotshot, who everyone wanted to be with, even if it only for one night. He was somewhat desperate most of the time, in many ways, but you never had a problem with it. You could manage him and even his father who was a total homophobe, could not hate you.
He hated what you were standing for but realized, that it wasn’t bad to be like you, which did not meant that he liked it. Slowly he became to tolerate people like you and you never asked for anything else. Because that wouldn’t be okay either. Tolerance is everything that is needed.
Sometimes you found yourself with his dad talking about sports and even helping him with his cars. Your own dad wasn’t around much, as a diplomat he wasn’t often not at home. But you and your mom, also did not want to go with him, so he comes back whenever he has time. Still your parents loved each other like they did on their first date. It was gross more often than not.
Still you knew, that his father was and still is abusive towards him. Nothing will change that, but you try to be there whenever something happened or be there, so nothing will happen. Because this man cares why too much what other people think of him.
All of this your personality, the honest and friendly one, as well as your perfect relationship, could’ve never prepared you for what just happened.
You stayed behind in school, to help with projects, until you lost track of time. It was late, maybe six or seven o’clock, the janitor would almost certainly kick you out any moment. Where Betty and Veronica, the wicked witch of the west, came by.
Both looked nervous, Betty obviously had cried for a little while.
„(Y/N), I have something you should see. But you should sit for it.“ You did not know what it was, if it was her broken voice, or the sympathy in it, but you did what she asked you to do.
„What is it Betty? You slowly begin to creep me out,“ you laughed softly, trying to brighten up the mood. But neither of the girls laughed with you, which only let your thoughts ran even faster.
Wordlessly they gave you a black book, you looked strangely at them, before opening it. There in big letter was written `PLAYBOOK´. So they stole they game book from one of your sports teams?
You already wanted to ask them, but as you glanced up both girls seemed determined that you would go trough it. With little hesitance you did just that. There were names of the football team members, besides them girl names, a comment, then points and at the end a date.
The first two names of the book were Chuck and Reggie, which was strange, because the date at the end of Reggies entry was way into your relationship, but at that point it wasn’t public yet, after his wishes, so you avoided him in school, to not lie to anyone or yourself.
As you got trough the book, Reggie’s name was overwhelmingly present in it. At some parts if even looked like he was the only one. But still you had no idea what this book was about.
„So and? For what are these points?“, you asked dumbly. You hadn’t read any of the comments, because you felt, bad to read something personal. But after Betty told you that this is a book over sexual conquests, your eyes almost immediately fell out. It only got worse, after she told you that you should open the last page.
It was different from the pages with the girls, above it stood only `Faggots´ and the entries were everything but nice. Not many players, had entries there, Chuck had two and Reggie had one. You. A comment that made you sick to your stomach. He described you as `used goods´, completely loose, like a desperate whore. He gave you three out of ten points. The date was about your complete relationship.
Inside you felt completely crushed, heartbroken and betrayed. Outside you seemed completely unfazed, as if this hasn’t ruined your complete relationship in seconds. „Can I copy this?“
Both girls were visible disturbed by your nonchalant questions. They thought you would scream, cry or anything else, but you had other plans.
For some reason you slept that night like a baby. Betty and Veronica told you, when they want to show the evidence to your principal. So your plan began to form itself.
As any other morning after this beautiful night sleep, you came into school with a shining smile. Directly walking up to Reggie and nuzzling in his side, while he laughed about it, as usual. Him kissing the top of your head and swinging his arm over your shoulder.
„Reggie, do you love me?“
„Of course Baby, more than anything!“
But now you knew it was a lie. The entire time, you felt so stupid for not realizing it earlier. How could someone you trusted this much, be such a scumbag? Still you waited fro the lunch break. Everything needed to look like it was normal.
You kissed Reggie on his lips. Lips you once thought were only for you. But now you knew that they kissed dozens of others. His hand running down your sides, tickling you slightly, always fiddling with your body. Now you asked yourself how many others did he touched so lovingly? But the worst were his words of encouragement and loving side remarks. These meant nothing now. Just hollow phrases you were sure of, he told others too.
The day was a fas. It was the hardest thing in your life. But it wasn’t a lie. You still loved Reggie dearly. And you wished nothing of it was true. This changed at lunch, when Bett and Veronica vanished and you knew that this was the moment.
„Reggie do you love me?“ This time you asked him in front of all his little football friends.
„Of course I love you baby.“ He answered just as you had thought. Only this time you really saw the looks of the others. Some disgusted, other ashamed and one or two even with pity.
So you just took the copy of the entry out of your backpack and began to read.
„Reggie Mantle, (Y/N) (Y/L/N), a completely loosen up whore. Certainly not the first guy who used him. Begged me for it. Obedient whore, even let me piss on him. Three out of ten points. And look at this, a four year time span.“ You finished up reading and the looks of the guys at your table changed into horrifying glances in your direction.
„I mean not everything is a lie. Of course im used up, because I had daily sex with my know ex-boyfriend. But don’t worry, no other every touched me and will not in the near future. But obedient? Did you tell your little friends here, that I bind you to your bed and fucked myself with your dick, because you can’t handle it yourself? And five minutes is really not a goof time Reggie. And pissing? I didn’t even knew you had that kink, which would explain the stains on your bed, because you do it to yourself?“
Everything was now laid out. Reggie seemed completely devastated. The two guys that took pity on you, smirked at him, after you were finished with putting the dirty clothes out.
His shaking body after, he was about to start something, so you just silently stood up, let the page lay on the table and began to walk away.
„You can’t speak to me like this, Im your boyfriend, you have to obey-“
Before he could finish, you turned around, punching him directly onto his nose, which let him fall to the ground. „We are nothing Mantle. Have fun telling your father, I believe he will not be happy, to not have his second son at his house anymore.“
Now even Reggie looked horrified with his bloody nose, it gave you a sense of accomplishment. He paid the price of being a liar. And you were free, heartbroken and devastated, but free. Slowly the tears began running down your cheeks, as you made your way trough the hallways alone, with all the memories you shared with Reggie. But someday you will find a guy who truly treasures you. And the price of love will not be as high as this one.
Listen, I get that you want to make content specifically for queer men and that’s fine. I also get that a lot of people fetishise queer relationships. But you can’t just say “She/Her, She/They, Females DNI”. I’m not even femme-aligned, but that’s honestly pretty misogynistic. It’s one thing to write stuff for a specific gender, but it’s another to intentionally exclude another group. You could instead just clarify “this is for male readers” instead. Same message, less sexist.
Hey!! Anon I get what you mean but you do know that most females that read male reader fetishize men? Like I won’t know if an actually female read this but it’s pretty common to see these things especially in male reader fanfic. Male reader fanfics are intend for the male readers or even trans readers. I get where your coming from but if you calling me misogynistic for simply excluding the female population of readers from reading my oneshot then maybe you should set your prosperities straight. But then saying “this is for male readers” won’t stop females either way but even my message won’t stop it but it makes male readers comfort with that message. So if you please understand where I’m coming from I would like to peacefully end this conversation. It was very lovely to talk to you. :)
Toxic Lip Gallagher being your baby daddy that gets on your nerves, but he's the best lay you've ever had, and you can't resist letting him have his way with you whenever he visits.
he may have been a shitty boyfriend but he was an exceptionally good dad, especially to your kid, lip had gotten you knocked up in the early years and you both broke up after looks of shit went down
"hey buddy how was school today, got any good grade"
"it was good I got a 100 on my math test"
"that's amazing how 'bout you go wait in the car while I talk to dad"
you were happy he was taking care of his kid instead of abandoning so you had to give him props where props were due but still every time you did see him you usually ended up annoyed as fuck at his shenanigans
"you said you'd be here four hours ago"
"something came up"
"was that something at the alibi"
while he tried to be a good dad and not as shitty as frank was he still fell short in some places such as his drinking problem but he started getting it under control more and more
"tell you what how about i drop him off with Ian and mickey and I can come back and we can talk about this"
you knew the only talking that was gonna happen once he got back were going to be the sounds of your moans and please for him to fuck you harder and just as you thought that's what happened
lip having you bent over the couch slamming into your hole roughly, making you moan out like a porn star and he loved watching how he could still turn you into the fucking slut you used to be
"c'mon you see how the kid wants us to get back together, what's the worst that could happen"
"you getting me pregnant again"
"well he has been saying he wants a baby brother so we could try"
he always shot his idea of getting back together and having another kid with you, by now you were starting to think he really just wanted to see you waddling around with a belly full of his growing cum again