pretty boy
part one (2016)
I wanna be a pretty boy with long, soft hair that I can put up in a bun and when people see me they'll say "look at that asshole with the manbun" and I'll laugh because yeah I am that asshole pretty boy with the manbun and itāll be so wonderful that someone saw me and thought of me as enough of a man to add "man" to a previously gender neutral word, so that itād be obviously acceptable for a man to have his hair up in a bun.
And I wanna be a pretty boy with a flat chest, a real cock and not this fake one made up of socks that no one would wanna suck on except maybe a fetishist but that's not what I want. Ibwanna be a real pretty boy with real pretty boy parts and not these parts that my mother and doctors and society insist are only for girls even though some boys can have these parts and some girls never have these parts and that's okay.
And I wanna be a pretty boy so all the other pretty boys see me and think "wow I wanna kiss that boy" and it won't just be straight boys who look at me when I walk past in fact straight boys will wanna avoid me because I'll be so pretty they won't be able to stand it they'll have to look away from me and my long, soft hair that's up in a manbun and my soft smile and the glitter that's on my cheeks and my ripped jeans and high heels and red lipstick because I'll be so pretty they'll realize that they aren't straight and that's terrifying for them.
And I wanna be a pretty boy who can take his shirt off at the pool without getting arrested and I wanna feel the water on my bare chest and feel how flat it is while Iām sitting on a reclining chair and covering my chest with sunscreen so I wonāt burn and I'll ask my pretty gay boyfriend to put sunscreen on my pretty gay back because I don't want that to get burnt either and he'll laugh and mock me for being so pasty that i need 100 SPF sunscreen and I'll laugh at him and slap his leg and he'll grin and kiss me and the summer sun will shine down on both of our pretty gay bodies as we both can finally have our chests free to the world.
And I wanna be a pretty boy so when I look in the mirror I don't see a silly little girl in instead see a pretty, queer boy with pretty, queer eyes and pretty, queer lips and pretty, queer hair and a pretty, queer body and I want the world to see me as a queer boy and not a slutty girl or a boyish girl or a lesbian or a freakish girl or a quiet girl or whatever it is people see me as I donāt want that all I want is to be the slutty, freakish, quiet, queer, fabulous, nerdy, cute, lovely, ugly, annoying, hot, sparkly, handsome, obsessive, stupid, innocent, scary, pretty boy that I really truly am.
part two (2023)
I love to be a pretty boy, with curly pink hair and a deep voice. I love putting my hairy, DDD tits on display. I love what testosterone has done for my self esteem. I love my slutty outfits, I love my bimbo personality. I love the confusion when people hear my voice. They want oh so desperately to ask if I have a cockā Of course, polite society wonāt say it in those words. I wonāt tell them that Iāve grown a fat tdick in the past years, of course.
āAre you a transvestite or a real woman?ā asked to me on the street. Fear in my heart as I donāt know what the ācorrectā answer is. Iām afraid of the violence being a pretty boy might bring upon me. Even so, I refuse to let the fear stop me from being who Iāve always meant to be. I might wear mini skirts, but I also wear steel-toed boots. Men will only learn that the hard way if they wanna push their luck.
āI want to be a pretty boy with long, soft hairā¦ā You will, my love, you will be that boy. You will also be a girl, a woman, a man, a tranny, a faggot, a dyke. You will embrace all these parts of yourself and you will love each and every one, no matter what the world thinks of it. You will stop starving yourself and youāll stop drinking and smoking and, okay, maybe youāll become a bit of a stoner but thatās okay. You will be okay. You are okay.
And your pretty gay boyfriend is now your pretty gay fiancĆ© and soon he will be your pretty gay husband. Youāll be his pretty boy wife and youāll love every moment of it. Heāll still make fun of you for how easy you burn, but heāll also find it hot how much you sweat in the sun (heās a freak like that).
I am a pretty boy, a pretty girl, a slutty woman, an incorrect man. I am a queer, a tranny, a dyke, a faggot, a lesbian a transexual a homosexual a domme a bimbo a feral a butch a femme a cripple a retard a queer a queer a queer. I am a Jew and I am an atheist (agnostic?) and I love g-d and I hate her. I am everything and I am nothing.
I want to be an elderly dyke, living a long life with my gay little husband. I want to be a cantor, an art historian, a writer and a poet. I want to pursue knowledge until my dying breath. I want to be the queer who helps guide those younger than I, like all the elders who came before me. Who helped guide me, helped me embrace my true self.
I am so much more than I ever thought I could be. I am so, so young but I am excited to grow old. I finally want to die of old age.
When I look in the mirror, I no longer see that same broken reflection that haunted me in my childhood. I see the pretty queer boy with pretty queer eyes and pretty queer lips and pretty queer hair and a pretty queer body that I always knew I could be. I am the slutty, freakish, quiet, queer, nerdy, cute, lovely, ugly, annoying, hot, sparkly, handsome, obsessive, stupid, scary, pretty boygirl that I was always meant to be.
P.S. straight boys still like you, unfortunately:/
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In this post I will discuss submissive bishounen Skitarii and why this is canon
Okay, imagine you are a tech priest of the Adeptus Mechanicus. You have an entire army of fit, beautiful cyborg twinks that love being mind-controlled by you and think itās the ultimate form of pleasure to serve. You have one tentacle for each cyborg boytoy and can keep ordering new stock from the forge world
Oh thereās one youāre not into? Donāt worry you can modify his appearance and uniform according to your preferences!
Oh you want something spicier? You can send them at the enemy and watch a livestream of huge armoured monsters taking them apart straight from their own eye cameras!
Even in canon, Skitarii uniforms are designed to be extremely sexualised. Slender androgynous silhouette compared to the other bulky armies, gas mask and tight fitting leather, flowing trench coat, heeled boots. Plenty of trailing cable for the enemy to grab and tie them up withā¦
For further research, please refer to the novel āSkitariusā by Rob Sanders. In the narrative, the main character (Haldron-44 Stroika) is a loyal, brave officer who is repeatedly captured and bullied by enemies. You will see my rendition of him above as the silver-haired, one eyed twink. A tech priest takes control of his body and humiliates him in front of an entire army as power play. A Dark Mechanicum priest ties him to a surgical table and teases him. And the Iron Warriorsā¦ sweet Omnissiah if I say what happens I will be suspended. But I have written a 12k word fanfic about his life as a Chaos toy, which has often been described as the sickest fanfic ever made for Warhammer (search āTo Break a Soldier of the Machine Godā on AO3)
This is but a small example of such possibilities. I have no doubt that a Necron Overlord would collect harems of cute Skitarii to serve him. They are also prized pets among the Chaos Legions and Dark Eldar.
All evidence point to the fact that Skitarii are bottoms wishing to be defeated and taught their place while they worship you.
Thank you for coming to my speech.
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Rating: Explicit
Relationships: Dazai Osamu/Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya, Nakahara Chuuya/Akutagawa Ryuunosuke
Warnings: angst with a happy ending, jealousy, alcoholism, dubious consent, referenced self harm, past suicide attempts, past sexual abuse
15 chapters, 56k words, ongoing
Summary:
Chuuya froze in place. He could feel Dazai's eyes on him, burning a hole in his back with every second he stood there like a deer in headlights. He cursed quietly under his breath, before turning to face the man he spent most of his childhood with.
"Dazai? This is so weird, I didn't know you were ba-"
Before Chuuya could finish, Dazai reminded him of the second reason he had never considered him as an actual romantic prospect.
"Damn, you really never grew, huh? Still just a chibi."
The man was annoying as hell.
(no ability users/childhood friends to lovers AU)
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