okay people who follow me and happen to see this, i’m gonna move blogs!
my new main blog is @claynoodle and my self shipping one is @claytonships - i’ll be following all the blogs i follow already (which i’m halfway through and it’s tiring lmao)
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i love when men are transgender thats so cool of them
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so i just watched a couple of episodes in season 2 of gr//avity falls and since i’ve refreshed my memory of f//ord’s backstory and what he did in gr//avity falls, as well as what st/anley did afterwards, it is time to imagine scenarios and possible write some! :D
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Imagine your parental f/o teaching you a skill of theirs.
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Stars dangle from the cloudless, navy sky like diamond chandeliers-- each twinkles, soft and silvery in hue.
"Alley-oop!" Your parental f/o grins, carefully leading you out the window and onto the roof.
"Whoa!" You laugh, and your heart flutters as you steady your feet.
"Careful there, kiddo," they chuckle through one side of their mouth, steadying you with strong arms. "Have a seat." Once they're settled on the roof, they pat the tile beside them.
You carefully settle down, scooting closer to your f/o.
They wrap a warm arm around your shoulders, drawing you into their chest.
"There you go. Comfy?"
You smile up at them, nodding subtly.
"Good." They give you a quick pat on the head with their free hand.
A brief silence passes between the two of you. Wordlessly, you glance up, and glittering starlight casts a modest glow over your town.
Your f/o inhales deeply, sighing and humming. Then they turn to you with a warm, steady gaze.
"How're you feeling? Is the fresh air helping?"
Your heart softens at the sight of their patient, caring gaze. It's a look you're still getting used to seeing, but are grateful for nonetheless.
"Yeah, I feel a lot better. Thanks."
"Of course! You let me know if you need anything else, alright?"
"F/o?"
"Kiddo?"
You fidget, smiling shyly down at your shoes.
"Would you mind staying up here with me for a while?"
"I wouldn't mind at all," they assure, pulling you in and squeezing you tight. "We can stay here for as long as you need."
You curl up into them.
They hold you closer still when a breeze drifts through the cool, night air.
Quiescence softens the night with its gentle, silent melody, and you finally feel your heartrate begin to slow.
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S/I, sitting on F/O's lap: Pay attention to me.
F/O: We were just making out two seconds ago.
S/I: I don't see your point.
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unpopular opinion but yes that fictional character you like so much would actually want to hear about how your day went
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sir that's my emotional support parental f/o
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F/O: There's only one thing worse than dying.
F/O: *rips paper away to reveal 'S/I' above dying*
S/I, nodding: Myself.
F/O: NO!
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S/I: Idiot. *kisses F/O*
F/O: We need to pick new pet names for each other.
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Trans self shippers are cool. That is all.
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