parker – 21+ – transmasc – he / they – katseye writing blog (formerly lafortezaboy)
divider by @cafekitsune
rules
i write for female, nonbinary, and trans readers. i will write for transfem readers, but will default to transmasc if an ask just says trans reader, so if you want transfem please specify
i will write for a g!p reader, but i'm not comfortable writing for g!p idols
i won't be writing for cismale readers
i won't write any members that are under the age of eighteen. yoonchae may be mentioned in passing, but i will not accept any prompts or asks about her
this blog will contain nsfw content, minors and blogs without an age in their bio / pinned will be blocked
i won't write any content involving incest/stepcest, sexual abuse of any kind, dubcon, a/b/o, any bodily functions/fluids, pregnancy, drugs/alcohol, or feet play
i will only write what i'm comfortable with writing
hi friends, i figured i should finally make this announcement. i'm not sure if i'm going to write on this account again. for a while, i was just depressed and busy with school, and then in july, my mom passed away. i've been struggling ever since, and there's a part of me that wants to write again, that knows it would help, but the rest of me just doesn't have the motivation or inspo. i won't be deleting this account, but i can't say if i'll post again or not. i'm sorry that it's taken me so long to say this all, and thank you for all the prompts you've given me in the past.
YES GAWD PLEASE! bless us with some masc reader x lara thoughts, even nsfw if you want to (cuz I know lara gets wet fast AF when she's in masc!reader presence) 🤸♂️
content warning: daddy kink in the last paragraph
lara's attraction to you was immediate, and she'll be the first to say it. it was something about the way you carried yourself, how you presented yourself, that she was instantly drawn to. she knew that there was a thin line between femininity and masculinity, and you toed that line so well she was actually envious. because there was no question you were a girl, but you were just more masc than you were anything else, and lara ate that up.
even before you were official, lara was touchy with you. her favorite outfit on you was one of the many calvin klein sports bras you owned with a flannel thrown over it, and she wasn't shy with her hands. she'd find some excuse to brush her fingers over your stomach, to touch your waist or your hips. and if you two were somewhere private, or where being topless was acceptable like a beach or a pool?? lara would get the flannel off you in an instant, or at least get it fully unbuttoned. it was like a little game she played with herself, how quickly she could get it off you, because they all end up in her closet.
and she's such a sucker for when you get handsy with her. holding her hand, wrapping your arm around her, hugging her from behind, just being clingy and touchy with her?? she leans against you and you don't have to see it to know she's smiling. her ultimate weakness is when you pull her onto your lap, no matter if she's facing you or not. she'll melt into your arms in an instant if you pull her onto your lap.
making out with lara is pretty much her touching you for as long as you'll let her. she loves being in your lap, hands trailing over your arms, your stomach, your collarbone. she loves feeling your muscles, and when she feels your stomach quiver beneath her palms it drives her insane. she's straddled your thigh and used it to get off more times than you can count, not that you're complaining. you just turn her on so much she can't help herself.
one of her biggest weaknesses is when she can see the waistband of your boxers peaking out from your jeans. the second she gets you alone, she'll sink to her knees and spend so long just kissing along your waistline, taking her time until she pulls everything down and tastes you until you can't take anymore.
as a switch, it's not something she does every single time, but the first time the word daddy slipped out of her mouth, she saw how you lost it, and she quickly realized she could weaponize that. and again. It's not something that happens every time, but when she wants something she knows all she has to do is pout at you and say "please daddy?" while looking into your eyes. if she wants you to be rougher with her, she knows all she has to do is moan daddy and you're wrapped around her finger.
IDK IF THIS MAKES SENSE BUT LIKE do you think if 7th!member reader x sophia was a thing they would be really good at hiding it?
it does, and they definitely would be!! sophia is just a private person, and she wouldn't want to share you with the world, not in that sense. so there wouldn't be many people outside your families and the group that knew about you two. even the girls, you two let them find out on their own rather than outright telling them.
in public, she's still just as loving, touchy, and doting as she is in private, but she's that way with all of you, and neither of you let your relationship impact how you act around the other girls or how you treat them. honestly, fans might ship you with other members more than they ship you with each other, and that's always been something that's made you two laugh.
the first real sign you two give is when sophia bought you two matching rings, and you forgot to take them off during an interview. and you ended up twisting it around your finger during the interview, so fans definitely noticed yours. after that little mishap, you two agree that it's okay to be a little more open, but even then, you still don't outright say that you're a couple. she leans against you a little longer in front of the cameras, you hold her hand walking into buildings, you openly share clothes with each other, little things like that which make people ship you two more, but it's never enough for anyone to prove it.
if anything, it's one of the other girls accidentally slipping up and confirming it. and if that's how you two become public, it's probably megan who slipped up and confirmed it. she was in hysterics as soon as the camera cut, but you were both okay with it by that point and reassured her you weren't mad at her, and in a way, you were a little relieved you didn't have to hide anymore, and impressed that you'd kept the act up so long.
spidey!reader and daniela ohhhh 😞 saving her one day and then she's yapping about it to her friends in class and ur just like ...🫠
content warning: usual spidey stuff, brief mention of p*lice in the third paragraph, brief mentions of being a hostage
daniela, who was raised in los angeles, who heard about new york's spidey!reader but never believed that they were actually real. to her, spidey!reader was genuinely just some local legend for new york city, something fun to draw in tourists like bigfoot or the mothman. she never really believed you were real.
going to college in new york had been a spur of the moment decision, but daniela didn't regret it. she focused on her classes and didn't pay much attention to spidey!reader, aside from noticing the merch people would wear. that only reiterated that you were definitely some tourist thing, not a real superhero. superheroes didn't exist, right?
when green goblin attacked the university's science lab, daniela got caught in the middle. she wasn't a science major, but the building was on the way to the performing arts building. the absolute last thing she expected was for green goblin to grab her and use her as a shield from the police. she did everything she was supposed to as green goblin's hostage, followed along with what he said and didn't let herself get hurt. and then, the thwip she heard was her saving grace.
she got a front row seat to seeing you fight green goblin, until he was retreating and spidey!reader was rushing over to her, gently helping her up, asking if she was okay, if he had hurt her. she stuttered out that she was okay, she thanked you a million times it felt like, and she could hear the grin in your voice when you said "i'd save anyone, but saving pretty girls just makes it all worth it"
she took a few days to recover from it all, because it was terrifying and her parents flew out the second they saw their daughter on the news. it wasn't until about a week later that you saw that she'd returned to class. she was with manon – a known spidey lover, gushing about how you had saved her, about how you'd called her pretty, about how she never believed in you but you'd saved her anyways, and you couldn't help but smile noticing the little red and blue bracelet on her wrist.
spidey!reader who meets daniela with the mask on and is completely smitten by this beautiful stranger who smiled at them, only to find out she's in two of their classes at university
wait sophia with a breeding kink is so real she would most definitely have one. i would love to hear any thoughts you have on it?
it stems from the fact that sophia wants a family, i think. while she may not be ready for one now, she definitely would want that with you in the future, and the idea of you getting her pregnant is something that just gets to her. aside from that, she just enjoys the feeling of it, whether you're a g!p reader or not, there's ways to make it happen, and she has fully invested in them. she just loves feeling full, of knowing you've claimed her in a way, of knowing you aren't giving your release to anybody else.
as a g!p reader, there's no way in hell she lets you wear protection. maybe at first she did, but a quickie that led to you cumming inside her opened her eyes to how much she loved it, and she was quick to tell you no more condoms. sometimes, when she's teasing you and edging you, she'll get you right on the edge and then sink down on you, just so you can cum inside her. when she's really desperate for it, she begs you to cum inside her, to get her pregnant, to fill her up. and it never fails, the begging has always made you ache for her and give her exactly what she wants.
a non g!p reader, the first time it happens stems from jealousy. you two were discussing your kinks, things you've tried, and she mentions enjoying being filled up. the implication that someone has, whether true or not, made you see red. she was yours, not theirs, and you kept this burning desire to fill her up to yourself. it's not until you're fucking her, that you're using a strap and you're making her forget her own name that you're slipping up, asking her "you wanna be full baby? want me to fill you up?" and she's losing it, cumming at the idea of it. later on, she does ask where that came from, and you admit that you've been jealous since your talk. she's quick to reassure you, to remind you that she knows she's yours, and she wouldn't let anybody but you touch her, let alone cum inside her. so you two find a new strap after that, one that would let you cum inside her, and it quickly becomes her favorite thing in the world.
sophia and tmasc!reader's first time together? i just know she would be so sweet and affectionate during it :(
content: t!masc reader, established relationship, nsfw content
it didn't surprise you that your date had ended like this. from the moment you had seen how sophia's teeth sunk into her lip at the sight of you dressed up, wearing a suit to attend some fashion show as her date, you had an inkling. your hand resting on her thigh as the two of you watched the models walk, it hadn't been intentional, but it had made the want bubble up inside her, and you could feel the heat radiating off her. staying focused on the road as you drove to your place was a task, especially when she ended up resting her hand on your thigh to even the playing field.
the second the door shut, her lips were on yours. you had known it was coming, and your arms wrapped around her instantly, moving the two of you so you could press her against the wall. making out with sophia was nothing new, not when you just couldn't help yourself when it came to her, but it hadn't ever felt this charged, not even when the two of you got more handsy than usual. but with each press of her lips against yours, you could feel the tension between you exploding around you. so you did what any sensible guy would do – lifting her up so her legs wrapped around your waist, the dress she had on slipping up to reveal her thighs, and your hands gripped them as soon as they came into sight.
her hands had gotten lost in your hair for a moment, but she broke the kiss, an obscene trail of spit between your lips and hers, breaking off just as soon as it was there. want coiled in your gut, and you could see the desire swirling in her eyes, too. "bed, take me to bed," she murmured, hands slipping beneath your jacket to brush over your chest. you didn't hesitate to listen to her, hands gripping her tighter to keep her steady as you walked through your apartment.
something in the air shifted as you pushed the door open and the two of you stepped into the room. the desire was still there, the need to have her burned through you like it always did, but the knowledge that this was your first time with each other hit both of you at the same time. your cheeks flushed as you set her down, and you could see the faint blush on hers as well, but she wasn't going to let you linger on it for long. her hands moved up, cupping your face in them, and she was pressing her lips back to yours.
it was slower this time, less desperate, but still just as passionate as before. your hands found her waist, but you had to pull them away as her hands began to pull at your clothes. your jacket dropped to the floor, followed quickly by your shirt, and her lips left yours to move down your jaw, your neck, down to your chest. a shaky breath escaped you as her lips pressed against the faint scars still left behind, something she had done before, but always made your heart skip a beat. but you felt her hands beginning to work at your belt, and that was enough to move you into action.
your hands were pulling her back into a kiss, but it didn't last long as you turned her around, so her back was facing you instead. as your fingers began dragging down the zipper of her dress, your lips pressed soft kisses along her shoulder, moving slowly as you just savored this. you had seen her in different states of undress before, her shirt having been pulled off when you were making out, her only sleeping in one of your shirts, but this was different. as the dress fell, she turned back around, and you were gazing at her body before you could help yourself. you couldn't look away, and with shaky hands you reached for her hips, pulling her body closer to you.
"i don't know what i'm doing," you admitted quietly, as her hands began undoing your belt again. this time she wasn't distracted, and your pants hit the floor in a matter of seconds. you stepped out of them, only in a pair of boxers now, and she took her time to stare at you before she met your eyes again. "we'll figure it out together baby."
she took your hands, leading you over to the bed before she had you sit down, and she was sitting down in your lap as soon as she could. your hands still shook a little as she took them, placing them on her body, and your lips connected with hers as you let your hands wander. they brushed over her stomach, her thighs, her hips, until you were moving them up to her chest. this – this was comfortable, something you had done countless times before. your hands cupped her breasts in them, thumbs brushing against her nipples over her bra, and the little moan that escaped her encouraged you to keep going. you teased the peaks in between squeezes, and at some point your mouth moved down to begin kissing over what her bra didn't cover. her hips began to roll against your thigh, hands tangled in your hair as she let out soft moans, and when you reached behind to unhook her bra, she was tossing it to the side before you could.
as soon as your lips wrapped around her nipple a louder moan escaped her, fingers tugging at your hair. it made you moan a little, but you didn't stop, sucking and kissing your way across her breasts, until her hips wouldn't stop, until you could feel that she had soaked through her panties. when that registered, you held your hand out to her. "show me where you want me, baby," you murmured, not wanting to pull away from her chest. she took your hand and pressed it against her stomach, pushing it down until you were touching the hem of her panties.
the first touch of your fingers over her made you both moan, even with her panties in the way. you had some idea of what you were doing, so it didn't take you long to find her clit. even through her panties, you could feel how it was aching for relief, how she was soaked through her panties for you, and that was all you needed to feel before you were pushing them to the side, dragging your fingers through her folds. the warmth, the wetness, how soft she felt, it made your head spin, but you didn't stop, not when she kept moaning your name, eyes begging you to keep going.
you took your time touching her, wanting to savor the moment, bur her hand gripped your wrist and your eyes shot up, worry running through you that you'd done something wrong. the tears in her eyes only scared you more, but she was quick to reassure you that everything was okay. "baby please, no more teasing," she practically whimpered, moving your hand lower, so your fingers were closer to her entrance. "i need you so bad, please."
you weren't a strong man, and the begging was all it took for you to find her entrance, slipping one finger inside. she gasped, immediately trying to roll her hips into your fingers, but your free hand gripped her waist. "don't baby, let me take care of you," you said, leaning in to press a kiss yo her collarbone. "i've got you princess, let me do it for you." and when she let out a whimper, you knew she was okay with it.
your thrusts started out slow, wanting her to adjust to you before you were slipping a second finger in. this made her moan even louder, and it drove you insane to know you were the one making her feel good, that this was all for you. her panties rubbed against your hand every now and then, but the sight of them pushed to the side, of your drenched fingers thrusting in and out of her, it was too good to stop and take them off. you started going faster then, not roughly, but thrusting quicker to give her what she needed. her moans just kept rising in volume, and you almost felt bad for your neighbors. but you were too enthralled by her to care.
"oh fuck, baby," she moaned, and you looked up from where your fingers disappeared inside her to her face. her head was thrown back, eyes squeezed shut and glossy lips parted. the sight made you groan, mouth moving to her neck to suck a mark into her skin. you wanted her to know that she was yours, every single time she saw that mark. you wanted it to remind her that you made her feel this way.
she came forward suddenly, arms wrapping around you and nails digging into your back. the sting made you hiss, but you didn't care, and you didn't stop. you went even faster as her teeth sunk into your shoulder, her hips rolling into your hand uncontrollably now. "i'm gonna cum," she gasped, face buried in your neck. your thumb moved then, brushing over her clit with each thrust, and it didn't take thirty seconds before you felt it. her walls clenched down on you, her loudest moan yet escaping her as she fucked herself with your hand. you couldn't help but stare, watching how her chest heaved, how her hips rolled into you.
you couldn't tell how long her orgasm lasted, but sophia collapsed against you a few moments later. your arms wrapped around her gently, clean hand coming up to stroke her hair. you held her close to you, murmuring how good she had done, how much you loved her, how amazing she was for you. you felt your body aching for relief, for anything she would give you, but it could wait. it could wait as long as she needed.
at least, you had thought that. sophia pulled back a few moments later, breaths still uneven as she took your hand, bringing it up to her lips. a moan escaped both of you as the two fingers that had been inside her entered her mouth, and you felt your body clench at the sight, at the feeling. her tongue swirled around them, between them, and you couldn't stop yourself from moaning again, eyes wide as you watched her. she pulled back with an obscene popping noise, and she smiled as she held your shoulders, pushing you back gently.
summary જ⁀➴ working at a coffee shop in los angeles had its perks and drawbacks. you got a lot of business in the area, which was nice. then you got the bad customers thinking they were better than anyone else. one day during your shift, you're met with megan, the superstar of katseye — only you have no idea who she is.
happy pride month everyone! part two coming soon 😋 i didnt know how to end it im sawry, not proofread
"iced caramel macchiato for logan!"
standing at the register, you were taking count of the total sales for the day so far, writing them down on the small post-it note you kept in your apron along with your pen. you hear the front door bell jingle, and you instantly look up to see a girl walking inside.
"welcome to starry night!" you call loud enough for the customer to hear, sticking the post-it on the cash register to remember for later.
the girl approaches the register, and you send a smile her way. "hey! what can i get for you?"
the girl proceeds to list six different drinks, all with random variations and flavors or milks. you nod along, putting it in the system and writing on the cups, and when you ask for a name for the order, she freezes.
"um," megan lets out. "megan is fine." she answers.
"got it." you nod, putting the name on the ticket. "anything else for you?"
"no, that's it." she shakes her head.
"alright. it'll be $36.78 for you." you tell her, spinning the tablet around.
you're trying not to stare, you are. you've gotten used to attractive people coming into the shop all the time, but there was something different about her. you aren't sure why. you haven't seen her before, that's for sure. but she looks like she walked straight out of a magazine. taller than you by an inch or two, her ginger hair curled and her outfit was enough for you to go: she's definitely somebody. that being said, you knew better than to flirt with customers, so you don't say anything as she pays.
"we'll call your name down at the end when it's ready." you tell her with a smile.
"thanks." she smiles back, and you swear your heart does flips.
you leave the register to get the cup carriers for the drinks, and offer your coworker to work register while you make the drinks. not wanting to keep the line waiting with the six drinks being made at the same time.
meanwhile, megan's eyes don't stray away from you. they watch your movements as you make the drinks with expertise and like it was nothing. you put the drinks on the trays as you finish them, and her eyes meet yours for a moment. she quickly averts her eyes, pretending she was looking at something else.
you finish the drinks and put them all in the trays before putting them on the edge of the counter. "here you go!" you tell the girl.
megan stares for a few seconds, contemplating whether to push past her anxiety and ask what she wants to ask. you don't walk away, and she takes that as a somewhat good sign.
"miss?" you say.
megan's snapped out of her thoughts, and the words come stumbling out. "can i get your number?"
now's your turn to pause. you stare back at her with widened eyes, not expecting that. "uhm," you let out. this is definitely a first. "uh."
megan waves her hand, reaching forward to grab the drink trays. "forget it. it was stupid, i just–"
"no, no, it's okay." you shake your head, grabbing the post-it notes from your pocket and a pen. "this is just a first." you laugh nervously, scribbling your number down on the paper. "here." you hand it over to her.
megan blinks. "really?"
"unless you were joking–"
"no!" megan says quickly, taking the post-it and putting it in her pocket. "s-sorry, um, thank you!" she smiles, grabbing the drink trays with rosy cheeks. "i'll um i'll text you..."
"yn." you finish for her, putting the pen and post-its back in your apron pocket.
"i'll text you, yn." she says, and then she walks out of the shop.
watching her leave, your coworker comes rushing to you. "dude, did you just give that girl your number?"
"it's none of your business, jason." you tell him, rolling your eyes.
"do you even know who she is?" your coworker continues.
"no? this is literally the first time i've seen her. why are you–"
"dude!" your coworker hands you his phone, showing a picture of none other than the girl you just gave your number. "she's like, famous! she has over a million followers on insta!"
you raise an eyebrow at him. "and?"
"i can't believe you're gonna bag a baddie what the fuck!" he whines, stomping his foot on the ground.
"you're a child." you tell him blankly.
"whatever, man!" he says. "just don't get upset if she doesn't make time for you."
"go take orders." you shove him towards the register, done with him.
a little later when you're done with your shift, you sit in your car and a message comes through. it's from an unknown number, but a small smile pulls on your lips when you read it.
unknown
hi, yn! it's megan! thank you for making the drinks, my friends really enjoyed them! u want to meet up somewhere tmrw? i'm off and have nothing to do :(
you chuckle at the end, your fingers hovering over the keyboard before you respond.
yn
i'm off at 2 tmrw. i'll give you a free drink if you stop by
she responds almost immediately.
unknown
really?
yn
yeah!
unknown
great! i'll be there :)
yn
i'll be waiting
the thread ends there, and you put your phone back down. with a smile on your face, you put your car into drive and start on your way back home.
