cis people: *get plastic surgery to look different*
cis people: *get surgery to enlarge their breasts*
cis people:ย *get surgery to enlarge their ass*
cis people: *get liposuction to make them skinnier*
trans people: hey could i get top surgery so i can be comfortable with my body?
cis people: BUT WHY?! YOUโRE BEAUTIFUL THE WAY YOU ARE, YOU DONโT NEED TO MUTILATE YOURSELF TO BE HAPPY! this is just a waste of money! You could regret this later on and feel like a stranger in your own body!
LMFAO IM NOT MAD THAT'S JUST SO FUCKING FUNNY THOUGH
BECAUSE WHEN I POST THINGS, I GO THROUGH AND REREAD IT AGAIN THEN I WENT TO CHECK THE ACTIVITY AND IMMEDIATELY YOUR USER POPPED UP ๐ญ
Bro... I just put out that itty bitty Azul fic and you almost immediately liked it..
you're so real for that, honestly
@thegayestmferintown
OH MY GOD HWLPME I WAS REFRESHING THE # IN CLASS AND I SAW SOMETHING NEW AND I READ IT AND I SAID holy shit they cooked so good omg AND THEN I LIKED IT I DIDN'T NOTICE I WAS THE FIRST LIKE AND YOU JUST PUBLISHED IT TJIS IS EMBARASSING HELPMEEE
Social security card
Driverโs license
Passport
Birth certificate
Employer HR
Bank account
Credit card company
Car insurance
Health insurance
Utilities
Cell phone account
Voter registration
Your school
Professional organizations (for nursing, bar, teaching, etc.)
Doctorโs office & other health specialists
TV & internet
Paypal
*Please add to this list if you can think of anything else!!!
Hey. Hey you. The person aimlessly scrolling, stuck in an immobilized standoff with your brain
It's not your fault. You won't be stuck forever. I know you're trying. I know you hate it. It's ok.
And tell the Mean Voice in your head that it's not helping. It knows as well as you do that you would get up and Just Start the task if you could. You're not doing this on purpose.
Take a deep breath. Relax your jaw. I see you trying so hard to break out of it, but you can't force it. You'll get Unstuck eventually. All you can do in the interim is be kind to yourself.
Okie Okie
May i request Tanjiro, Douma, and last on you chose with an S/o who is always singing and dancing around just having fun๐
Or if you want just do one of them
๐๐จ!!
๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐จ๐ง๐
๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐
๐๐ฒ๐ฉ๐: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
He's so sweet.
He'll watch you dance and have fun with a wide smile on his face.
If you're a demon slayer as well, who happens to dance as their way of fighting, he finds it fascinating.
Nezuko has more than likely seen you dance, and she loves dancing with you!
Sometimes, with a small amount of convincing, he'll dance with you and Nezuko.
He usually just prefers to watch you two though.
Anytime you even remotely start to have fun,
you bet your ass he's there with you, doing things with you.
If your idea of fun is to be a bit more of a prankster, then he's all for it.
Let him help you prank Akaza, he'd love that.
Akaza probably wouldn't, and would probably attack Douma for helping you, and depending on where you're at on the upper moons scale, he'd probably attack you too.
unless youre a woman
Don't get me wrong, he's fine with you dancing and having fun,
But he will keep you away from Douma, at. all. costs.
You constantly having fun, and Douma's chaotic nature would go so well together, he'd end up begging Muzan to kill him.
Now, your dancing.
He would do anything for you, anything. But dancing is a whole other story. He would never dance, ever.
He prefers to watch you dance and have the time of your life.
The Gods (all bishop, Narinder, and Haro) reactions to you wanting to pet them headcannons.
(You can decide the relationship vibes)
๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ซ, ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐๐๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ.
๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐ข๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ (๐๐จ๐ง-๐๐๐ฑ๐ฎ๐๐ฅ), ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ,
๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐
๐๐ฒ๐ฉ๐: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
He... didn't expect that.
Just a little weirded out.
How could you possibly pet him?
Intrigued on how you would do it, he let you.
He almost immediately melted into your touch, and you could see his branches start to wiggle a bit.
Petting him on the top of his head, the ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฃ ๐พ๐ง๐ค๐ฌ๐ฃ could noticably start to blink more.
The ๐พ๐ง๐ค๐ฌ๐ฃ also started to have a slight hint of red tinting the sides, almost as if it were blushing.
Petting him under his "chin", would cause him to completely melt in your hands.
Keep that in mind.
If he ever gets angry, well, too angry, just give him scritches and he's putty.
Oddly, it flusters her the moment you bring it up.
She's hesitant, and her blush never leaves, but she allows you.
The ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐ค๐ฌ ๐พ๐ง๐ค๐ฌ๐ฃ'๐จ eye seems to widen, and seems to stop blinking.
It also seems to get slightly redder at the sides.
Either way you pet her, whether on her head, or under her chin;
Heket seems to get extremely flustered, and her eyes seem to look anywhere but you.
Although, to you, it's obvious she loves it.
Kallamar immediately lets you.
As consistently anxious as he is, he trusts you.
Completely.
When you pet his head, the ๐ฝ๐ก๐ช๐ ๐พ๐ง๐ค๐ฌ๐ฃ'๐จ eye softens, and it has a slight aura.
The aura seems as though it's smiling.
Kallamar loves it, he nestles into your touch, and peppers soft kisses to the inside of your forearm.
Well, if you're alone.
He has a facade to maintain, y'know?
If it's under the chin, he seems to act as Leshy does, melting into your touch and is basically putty.
You ask them while they're reading in their study.
Shamura cocks their head, but ultimately lets you.
"๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ญ?" They'll question, letting out a small chuckle.
Afterward, you pet them
And immediately, they're putty.
They actually fall over.
like onto the floor.
You both laugh about it, but you pet them again, and they just melt into the floor.
Needless to say, it's their weakness
(is it obvious that they're my favorite and the absolute love of my life)
He would immediately say no
A small hiss erupted from his throat as he said so.
After consistent and constant begging, be finally let you.
He purred, immediately.
His eyes became half-lidded as he nuzzled into your touch and nibbled at your hand lightly.
He'd lose his footing a few times, but unlike Shamura, he wouldn't fall onto the floor.
He would blink kind of like a frog, despite his half-lidded eyes.
A gentle smile would appear across Haro's beak.
They would kneel down slightly, letting you pet them.
No matter which way you pet them:
Their feathers would fluff out.
And underneath their cloak, you could notice their wings start to flap slightly
Not enough to fly, let alone hover, but just flapping slightly.
"๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ, ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ญ๐ก? ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง๐ค๐๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ ๐'๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ." (Is this alright, love? I thank you for the affections.)
They would hum, gentle and spaced purrs erupting from them.
It would huff, shaking it's head.
Both in disappointment and flusteredness.
It would mostly be flustered by the fact that it... didn't have any clue what you were asking.
But inevitably, it would let you.
It would shift one of it's eyes into lips and softly peck your brow.
The petting wouldn't really affect them, but they did like it.
Considering that it was a form of affection, it obviously liked it.
Well, it only liked affection from you, which is a plus, i guess.
hi! i just found your blog and iโm excited to read more of what youโve written :) could i request a markiplier x female reader (established relationship) where the reader has a bad parent situation but hasnโt told mark yet, and he one day brings up meeting her family and sheโs all hesitant but he pushes, not realizing the reason sheโs hesitant, so they go to dinner with her parents (who she doesnโt talk to often) and they are awful to her and mark and they leave early so he can comfort the reader? sorry for that literally being so long hahaha
๐๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐๐ฅ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ! ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ฅ ๐ซ๐๐ช๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฅ.
๐/๐ ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ : ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ... ๐๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐จ๐ง๐๐ฌ, ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐ง ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐ฉ๐จ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ข๐ณ๐. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ข๐ญ!
๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ, ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ฅ๐ฒ-๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ, ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ, ๐๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ฑ๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ, ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ/๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ญ, ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐๐๐ซ๐ค ๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ ... ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ (๐จ๐๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ)
๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐
๐๐ฒ๐ฉ๐: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ/๐๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐ก
You and Mark had been dating for roughly a year and two months.
He was probably one of the sweetest, and best, things you could ask for.
Your relationship with him was.. practically perfect.
Except for your parents.
You had a decent job, your dream job.
And yet, that wasn't acceptable to them
You made sure to keep your parents away from Mark, despite having met his mother.
You had kept your distance from your parents for some time, until Mark asked the question.
"๐๐๐ฒ, ๐๐๐๐. ๐๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ?" ๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐๐ฌ๐ค ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ ๐๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐ค๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ซ. ๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฒ, ๐๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐๐จ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ข๐ฑ๐ข๐๐ง ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐๐๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐, "๐๐ก. ๐'๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐." ๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐๐ฌ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ.
Although, he continued to pester you. Not that you minded, you just.. didn't want him to meet your parents.
Eventually, he convinced you to give in and ask about having dinner that weekend.
Mark wasn't home when you asked, mostly because you knew how your parents would respond.
And your assumption was correct.
You told them you had a boyfriend, they asked how long you'd been together, you'd told them.
Then they started to yell at you, as expected.
Eventually, they agreed to the dinner. But you could just feel how your mother rolled her eyes, how your father stomped off as they both did when you were young.
At the dinner, you subtly made motions to show Mark that you'd rather die than stay there longer.
Your parents continuously made rude and harsh remarks that made Mark... kind of astonished that any parent could say that to a child.
๐๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ค'๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐๐จ๐ง๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐, ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐ฒ, ๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐ก ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐ฐ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐ซ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐ฆ. ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐ง ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐๐ ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ฌ๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง ๐ข๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฌ. ๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐๐ข๐๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ญ, ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ.
Once you both got home, he took you inside and sat on the couch with you.
And then you broke down.
It pained him, deeply, to see you react like that.
He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close, rubbing gentle circles on your back and humming a soft song.
Once you were calmed down enough, you explained everything to him.
And he comforted you.
Then, the two of you sat on the couch, binge-watching all of your favorite movies, and eating popcorn.
This is @g0dwat3r's writing blog! I am a minor, so I will not do NSFW unless you commission it. That is for my own comfort. I am autistic, with dyslexia and discalculia. So, I beg you to be patient with me.
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