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sapphicpoetspost · 1 year
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the only reason to hook up with a jock, in my opinion, is to make cringe jokes about "omg I'm emo and you're a jock. this is just like wattpad."
this will trigger their flight or fight response. they will finally understand why you listen to my chemical romance. personally it's done wonders for healing all those years of bullying.
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official-darkforest · 2 months
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i am SOOO unbelievably thrilled by your anthro au omg. do you have fashion ideas for the characters? like their favorite outfits, fabrics, etc? imo one of the best parts of anthro characters is deciding how they'd express themselves through their clothing :]
I HAVE A FEW ALREADY!!!! i dont have many specifics because theres so many characters ahd i havent drawn them all yet LOL but i'll share the ones i do have at least SOMETHING for
im also trying to keep these reasonable for the time period and location, as in my au the clan cats are mostly rural and in small towns set (mostly) before the 2000s so most may dress more modest and conservative (especially if theyre older and very religious)
squirrelflight - the best i can describe her sense of fashion is that it ranged from tomboy as a younger girl and is currently closer to a working class butch. im not sure if masc would be a more appropriate term since i dont hc her as a lesbian (shes bi) but she dresses "like a man" and owns a lot of jeans, slacks, and button-up shirts of all kinds of fabrics and patterns. she also enjoys bright colors as well, but as she got older her fashuon sense got a little more sensible and less "loud" like it was in the 60s and 70s. she also has glasses like her daddy once shes like 35 or so. she and firestar dressed very similarly, and a lot of her shirts and neckties are things she stole from his closet
feathertail - very feminine. hippie adjacent, lots of loose and flowing garments and jingly pieces. breatheable clothes and open toed shoes. her favorite swimsuit had some little frilly bits on it i think. often combines neutral earthy tones with blues and whites
crowfeather - lots of handmedowns from his father. clothes you can do farmwork in like jeans, overalls, hardy flannel/denim shirts and boots. never grew out of this and still dresses this way and he likes it
jayfeather - he looks like a modernized (as far as the 80s goes) version of his father - same hairstyle snd way of dress. he isnt too formal but does have some more preppiness to his clothing style (polo shirts and sweaters). he avoids full button downs since buttoning them himself jjust gets frustrating since he cant match them up every time. new wave band shirts. he also wears orange tinted glasses to protect his eyes (in this au i wrote that hes able to perceive shadows and light pretty okay, but not much else beyond that) And Kinda As A Fashion Statement cuz it goes well with his facial structure and hairstyle i think
lionblaze - hes like if the stereotypical jock and stereotypical 80s rock+metal enthusiast had a baby. muscle tees and bandanas, ripped jeans, those absurdly short shorts, crop tops, etc. he's a drummer i think if that matters LOL
ivypool - punk, also sorta like joan jett to an extent. very homemade, tho sometimes she gets lazy and doesnt really commit to the outfits all the way (but definitely has the mindset, dint get me wrong). one of those girls with a chest small enough to go braless 99% of the time; wears a lot of tank tops and sleeveless shirts LOL
bone/brick/scourge - just google "the outsiders movie" or "greaser" and you'll get the idea. tho i imagine these three in particular also have some kind of bare minimum formalwear scraped together from their escapades. theyre kinda like the jetts/sharks from west side story if that helps at all
daisy - she combines flowing, pretty dresses with a sunhat and work boots. she also teaches horseback riding and owns a few (its a business she runs w smokey and floss. i think its be funny if they were polyam ITS MY AU I CAN CHANGE WHAT I WANT) and she has horseback-appropriate clothing as well
poppyfrost - THEE preppy girl of the 80s. big hair, perm and all. dresses with pastel colors. her sisters cinderheart and honeyfern are pretty similar, tho i imagine honeyfern is a little more sporty and cinderheart takes inspiration from madonna once shes trying to court lionblaze
hazeltail - long haired country girl butch. enough said
spottedleaf snd cinderpelt are nuns lol
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exitoath · 27 days
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IF Fred Jones was real he'd be a country boy in my opinion.
It mainly comes down to how a character would be if you swapped their gender and how well that can translate depending on qualities about that character and how much would change.
IE someone like Daphne needs to be a female character because of her connection to femininity or at the very very least would be a queer man. While someone like Shaggy or Velma could much easier be translated into the other gender as their archetypes are more defined by things like stoner, hippie, or nerd.
If you want other media, like Arthur Morgan could be a female but he wouldn't be the same character, because of how women and men were socialized especially in the time and setting Arthur would've been in.
Idgie Threadgoode from Fried Green Tomatoes is basically a masc lesbian and to make her a man kinda misses the point of who her character is and what she represents.
That outside of the way let me yap more about Fred's character and what I'd personally think he'd be like if his home life was thought through a lot more.
Fred doesn't fit the Jock archetype. It's kinda like how Michael Scott is a bigot, (which I'm not claiming he is) it's not because he's genuinely hateful he's just kind of stupid.
I imagine Fred having been a very big Mama's boy, and that some way or another lost his mother, and this caused him to be fairly disconnected with his father, something he tries to rekindle time and time again.
It's why he does seem to show a big interest in sports and other dude-bro but he's clearly not someone who's very well known for it and hangs out with a socialite, nerd, stoner, and talking dog, instead of one of the bros. (to simplify their characters)
In Mystery Incorporated, it is also established that Fred's father is the mayor and also is deeply disconnected from his son like all the parents are with the main cast. Though I personally headcanon that Fred would be raised by a much less powerful figure in the town. More that Fred's father is a lot more conservative politically and though religious is not someone who follows the teachings of the Bible strictly. A working class father.
Anyway, Fred's issue would be focusing on trying to be manly enough even though none of his legitimate interests match closely up to what the men in his community enjoy or are interested in.
I imagine Fred would join the Football team to make his Dad proud, but dislikes the behavior of the fellow Jocks and fakes an injury or worse purposefully gets an injury or breaks some sort of major rule to get off the team.
Anyway it's too late to write down everything and so I'll make another post maybe to talk some more.
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Girls do it best | Maddy Perez x Reader
Summary: Nate is shit at something you're good at. Or, Maddy is tired of having to fake orgasms so you give her a real one
Pairing: Maddy Perez x Reader
Word count: 1.2k
Warnings: cheating (it's on Nate, though. who cares), sexual activities
Request: hii ! could i request a maddy x masc fem reader? maybe a friends to lovers or fwb to lovers
Note: I don’t know if that’s what you meant. I’m really sorry if I got your request wrong
Also, this is pure smut. You’ve been warned
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You and Maddy were opposites. She was very girly and loved to spend hours getting ready for the smallest occasions while your closet resembled your younger brother's. She was the type of girl who did beauty pageants when she was younger and you were the kind who climbed trees and learned to skateboard.
Given your differences, it was surprising you didn't grow apart.
''Everyone vents about how Nate is this god in bed, but he's honestly not that great,'' Maddy said, browsing through her closet to find something to wear to tonight's party. ''He's got a good dick, but when he goes down on me...there's place to improvement.''
You snickered, playing with the beads on one of her pink pillows.
Since getting with Nate, Maddy spilled a lot of tea to you about the popular jock. Especially sex tea. That was your favorite. Hearing that Nate Jacobs was bad at something was very satisfying.
She plucked a blue dress from the rod, wrinkled her nose and put it back. ''I bet it's easier with a girl. At least they know what feels good and how the female body is made.''
''Yes and no. They might know the anatomy better, but not everyone likes the same thing. I've had sex with girls who were no better than boys.''
Maddy cocked an eyebrow at you. ''You've had sex with boys?!''
It was shocking for the both of you.
You've known for a long time that you liked girls. While everyone was gawking at Ryan Gosling and the One Direction members, you were watching Jennifer's Body on repeat, wishing Jennifer Check would make out with you on your bed - or make you her next victim.
Why did you have sex with a guy, you may ask? Solely to see what the hype was about. It didn't live up to the expectation and confirmed that you were 100% gay.
You nodded, cringing at the memory. ''Once. Lasted a mind-blowing five seconds. Needless to say, I did not finish.''
Maddy laughed. ''Does this dress looks good on me?'' she asked, holding up a tight black dress with a cut-out shape at the front.
Everything looked good on her. Even sweatpants.
You hummed.
''Last night, Nate went all washing machine on me,'' Maddy continued, going to her en-suite bathroom and trying on the dress.
Hearing this gave you secondhand embarrassment. You didn't think he was that level of terrible.
''Oh my god... I'm sorry you had to go through this.''
''I think you should give Nate lessons on how to eat pussy better. I'm tired of having to fake orgasms.''
That had you bark out a laugh.
If Nate heard her, his whole body would be fuming with anger. Not only she was criticizing his sexual skills, but she was implying that he should get lessons from a lesbian. For an arrogant homophobic and misogynist like Nate Jacobs, none of that slid right.
Maddy came out of her bathroom with the dress on, looking like a fucking goddess. It was hugging her petite body in all the right places. You couldn't help yourself and bit down your bottom lip. Who gave her the right to look this hot?
''I think you looking smoking hot, Mads.''
She went to her foot-length mirror, checking herself in all angles. ''Right?''
''I've been thinking, perhaps I should give you an orgasm to make up for the ones you had to fake,'' you blurted out, raising an eyebrow suggestively. You held your Maddy's gaze intently and smirked.
You meant it as a joke. It wasn't a serious offer.
But Maddy didn't see it that way.
''Okay.''
''I-I was kidding,'' you stammered.
The raven haired girl crossed the distance to her bed, climbing on the mattress to sit before you. ''Were you? Because I was not.'' She stared right at you with her big eyes and full lips.
Suddenly, your mouth was dry and you felt your core tightening, forcing you to close your legs shut. Fuck.
You watched as she crawled over to you, her legs settling on each side of your hips. She leaned over to you, her face a few centimeters from yours and kissed you gently.
One thing about Maddy was that she breathed self-confidence. She wasn't afraid to take what she wanted or make the first move. Even if it was only a kiss.
''Don't be shy. I'm not going to bite.''
She pressed her lips against yours again and you stumbled back a bit, falling against her soft pillows and pulling her down with you. Her lips tasted like chemical cherries, likely from one of her many lip products, and were very soft. Your hands slid up to her hips, guiding her closer.
You would never say it out loud, but you had thought about this moment for a long time. Kissing Maddy. There was no denying that she was beautiful and fucking sexy, but you would've never told her about your secret attraction to her at the risk of jeopardizing your friendship. Better keep your mouth shut than lose her.
You cleared your throat, a nervous feeling budding in your stomach. "Nate's gonna kill me," you mumbled, breaking the kiss.
Maddy shook her head slowly. ''He won't ever know.''
The moment her tongue slipped into your mouth, you forgot about the existence of Nate Jacobs. Nate who?
Her hands traveled up your chest, slipping under your shirt as she grinded down and rolled her hips, causing a moan to slip. She giggled at your reaction, the little noise turning you on times ten.
Two could play this game though. Your hands moved down and hoisted the bottom of her dress over her thighs, reaching between them. This might be your only chance at touching her, might as well make the most of it. Your fingers pushed her panties aside, finding her wet center and dragging the pad of your thumb over her swollen clit. She whimpers when you began to rub it in slow circles.
You switched position, rolling her over onto the mattress, kissing some more before pressing two fingers inside her without any warnings.
"Fuck," Maddy gasped out, throwing her head back, her mouth detaching from yours.
A smug smile spread on your face as she rolled her hips against your fingers, silently begging for more. Her nails dug into your back as you kept going. It was a blessing you still had your shirt on. The damage she'd do with those claws.
You propped yourself up on one elbow, watching her expression go hazier and hazier as you played with her pussy. This was a sight you never wanted to forget.
Feeling her clamp even tighter around you, you withdrew your fingers, making her frown. ''Why did you stop?'' she asked, her breath a little saccaded.
''I thought you wanted my mouth.''
''I do. Get to it.''
You laughed softly, shaking your head at how bossy she was even in the bedroom. You trailed your kisses down her neck, kissing down her chest and stomach until you reached her underwear - which quickly got discarded.
You placed wet kisses along her thigh sucking marks onto the skin without really thinking of the consequences. All that was on your mind was making Maddy feel on top of the fucking world.
When your tongue came out for a taste, she made a strangled noise. A loud one. You dragged your tongue through her folds, humming at her taste. Her hips jerked up as moans rippled from her, but you held her down.
You gave her clit a long, languid lick and her hips jerked up, moans rippling from her.
''Fuck, Y/N I'm gonna come," she warned.
On the vanity, right as she came, Maddy's phone buzzed with an incoming call. Nate.
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