This was the first time Zayne was between your legs for reasons other than lust and yearning. He was looking, really paying attention with medical precision. He certianlly wasn't expecting you to ask him, right after an 8 hour shift on a random tuesday, to take a look with a penlight and give you his proffesional opinion on weather or not your anatomy was "normal" or not.
But now he understood why you'd asked. Because your hunch was correct, this wasn't "normal". In his raw desire and need for you, when he was usually between your legs, he somehow, hadn't noticed it. He was much more focused on the way you gasped and trembled for him. But now? he was Doctor Zayne, not sex master Zayne.
"I see what you mean" he muttered, pushing his glasses up with the back of his knuckles, "this isn't a typcial placement... you said it was causing pain?"
"Not all the time. But at certain angles, or if something jabs against that area" you clarified.
He could see why. While it was true that everyones anatomy was different, there was a line between typical and atypical genitalia. Sometimes it's obvious right away, from the moment the person is born and the labour and delivery doctors and nurses get a clear look at the newborn. But sometimes it was sneakier. Not fully visable until puberty or well hidden in a more internal part of the body. Some people go their whole lives not knowing they were atypical; intersex. What he was seeing here, on you - his beloved, was a variation of just that. And now knowing this fact, some other things you'd mentioned in the past about puberty and health hiccups you'd had suddenly made a lot more sense.
His hands were gentle, careful. Not wanting to cause any pain or feel too invasive. There was a diffrence between a touch to cause arousal and a touch to assess a part of the body. His slight presses, methodical prodding and muttering of medical gargan under his breath told you he was taking this seriously. He cared, genuinley cared.
"I would see a specialist, just to be sure. They have the tools for a more through examination... but in my opinion? I think you're right" He said, sitting up straight and setting the penlight asside.
He let you process for a moment. It was clear you already kind of knew something was up down there, but wanted a proffesional's confirmation to be sure. This did change things, the way you went about your health and sex. Perhaps the way you viewed your gender too. But none of that bothered Zayne. He wasn't just a doctor who knew all of this was completely ok and nothing shameful to be and experience. But he was your love. He loved you for you, not your genitals.
"We'll figure it all out. This doesn't change anything between us. Aside from maybe a few positions..." he assured, wrapping an arm around you and giving you an assuring squeeze.
"I know" you smiled, resting your head on his shoulder. "I love you"
He placed a kiss atop your head, ready to be there for you and with you through whatever this revilation may lead to.
Pairing: Crown Princess!Wanda Maximoff x Royal Heir!OC
Summary: Finding freedom has always been the only thing you cared about. Will marriage open that door for you, or will it add another shackle to your already long chain?
Warnings: Nonbinary OC, Intersex OC, Alternate Universe, Mature and sensitive themes will be written throughout, (Bottom!Wanda x Top!OC), Each chapter will have its own additional warnings.
It's a neat little "ghost haunting the DCA" fic I've been cooking for the past couple of weeks and I got a ton of plans for it
This is a link to the second chapter
chp1. chp2. chp3. chp4....chp8.
A chapter summary and a little blurb from the chapter are located down on under
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Summary:
You find yourself in a low budget parts and services (similar to cannon but not nearly as fancy just yet). One silly conversation, one heartfelt conversation, and one man who's too curious. Your small hands are just what they need to help them test some of their new machinery. You might even find something while you're crawling around. Or something might find you.
You sure love being dramatic don't you?
"You do a pat down, head to toe. Head? check. Shoulders? check. Knees and toes? Also check. Well, you’re not dead, if your heartbeat tells you anything. Your heart practically pounds under your hand. Holy moly what was that- Whatever it was seemed about as scared to see you as you were it. It wasn’t a spider though, was it? Way too big to be a spider. Pretty sure the biggest spider is in Australia or something-"c
sometimes i wish there were more intersex stories and fanfiction out there, but then i remember that most authors are perisex and tbh i don’t think i trust any perisex people to write a story that heavily revolves around an intersex character anymore. they almost always get it wrong (“they’re intersex so they have male and female genitals”). and if they don’t get it wrong, they pause the entire story to just copy and paste whatever medical document they found. no offense but like. i genuinely think that most perisex people genuinely don’t care about making intersex people happy. they just want walking fetishes and breathing medical anomalies.
especially if they’re a fanfic author. god forbid you tell a perisex fanfic author to stop using slurs.
Warnings: Neu terms, intersex/trans woman reader (written with both groups in mind), smut, shower sex, established relationship, anal play, reader has a vagina, reader has a prostate, dirty talk, begging, creampie, fluff at the end.
Creepypasta Kinktober Prompt: Shower Sex/Anal
Pairing: Jeff the Killer x Reader
It was late at night when Jeff came home. You were on the couch reading a book when you heard him thump into your room. You heard him move around before opening your bedroom door and spotting you in the living room. "You DO realize that you can come through the front door like a normal person instead of my bedroom window, correct?" You ask with a smile, putting a bookmark in your book and shutting it softly. You heard his raspy laugh as he came up to you and tilted your head back. You melt into his kiss, his lips moving over yours as you hum into the kiss and kiss him back.
The scent of copper hits your nose and you make a noise, causing him to pull back. "You're coated in blood aren't you?" You ask with a scrunch of your nose. He let out a soft chuckle. "I'm a serial killer, babe. Of course I am." He muses and you groan, moving to sit up and take in his blood soaked figure. "Come on. Shower time." You say softly. He groaned in protest but complied with you, following you to the bathroom.
You turned the light on and grabbed towels for the both of you. "Showering with me, love?" He asks and you smile softly. "Hm. Yeah. Unless you don't want me to." You tease. He walked up to you and gripped your hips, placing butterfly kisses to your neck. "Anything to see you naked, doll." He teased back and you couldn't help but giggle and playfully smack him.
You slipped out of your clothes, Jeff watching you like you were a piece of meat the entire time as you uncovered your soft curves and plush flesh to the cold of the bathroom, shivering briefly before moving to turn the shower on. Jeff grunted as he grasped at his clothes and threw them in the dirty clothes basket. You had already stepped into the shower and he quickly followed in after you. You hummed as his hands found your body again, roving over your waist and thighs.
You turn in his grasp, standing chest to chest as you tug him into the shower water, fingers in his hair as you work to clean his hair. The clear water turns a lovely shade of crimson as you clean the blood off of him. He relaxes under your touch, letting you clean him and scrub his scalp clean. He looked down at you with a heated gaze and you try not to blush as you grab his shampoo and work it into his hair before smoothing some conditioner over his ends. He lets you tilt his head back to wash the soap out.
"You're so pretty..." he mutters out, hands reaching to grasp your ass, grinding into you. You gasp out softly and look up at him. "Jeff..." You say, trying to make your voice sound low and warning but it only sounded breathy and whiny. He chuckled and smacked your ass lightly, pressing his lips to your neck again. "J-Jeff, fuck, you need to take a shower." You breath out and Jeff growled but relented, allowing you to scrub him off before returning the favor. Washing your hair and scrubbing your body, although his touch was much more... sensual than yous.
Fingers that tweaked your nipples, his dick sliding between your thighs occasionally, lips nipping at your skin and making your breath hitch as he drove you further and further up a wall and making you want him more and more. You could almost sob in relief when he finally shoved two fingers inside you, if they had been in the right hole. But instead of getting relief for your poor aching core, he instead shoved two fingers in your asshole.
You moan out as you feel his fingers rub against your prostate, it felt good, but it's not where you wanted him. His fingers thrust in and out gently so not to hurt you, trying to loosen you up for him as he pressed into that sweet spot so nicely, causing you to moan and drool. "That's right baby. Just like that." He coos out to you as your eyes roll back and you moan against the wall of the shower.
You can't help but moan and keen, cheek pressed against the wet wall of the shower as he fingers you. You feel a familiar knot start to tie itself in your gut as he worked you closer and closer to the edge of an orgasm. Your legs trembled as you drew closer... only for it to be ripped away from you. You gasp and shake and whine in protest as your boyfriend denies you that sweet release. Jeff's rumbling chuckle could be heard behind you as your orgasm gets further and further away from you. "Patience doll. I want you to cum on my cock." He growls in your ear, making you shudder softly.
You whimper as you feel his fingers circle your clit as he knocked your legs open more and positioned himself at your entrance. "You wanna know one of the best thing about coming home to you, babe?" he asked as he slowly slid his cock into you, inch by delicious inch until he was fully sheathed inside you. "It's feeling this wonderful pussy wrapped so beautifully around my fucking cock." And with that he snapped his hips and set a brutal pace within your walls. The noises that fell out of your mouth were filthy, you were desperate and needy after he had so cruelly edged you earlier.
Your eyes roll back as he pounds into you from behind, moaning and crying out from how good he's streching you out and splitting you open. Jeff gripped your hips hard enough to bruise and pounded deep in you. That knot started to tie itself in your gut once more and you gasped out to Jeff. "M close. So close. Please lemme cum, baby. Please, please, please. I need it so badly." you whimper out and Jeff lets go of one hip to circle your clit again. "Cum for me, doll. Be good for me and cum." he growls, his own thrusts getting faster and more sloppy.
You cry out as you cum on his cock, your vision blurring and your hearing briefly going out. Jeff isn't far behind you, his soft grunts turning to moans as he finally cums inside you. You both stand there for a moment, panting and catching your breath as you both come down from your highs. You briefly take a moment clean clean up in the shower once more before the two of you step out and dry off. Before long, the two of you are all cozy in jammies and underneath your blankets.
"Hey Jeff?" You call out softly, your body cuddled up into his as the two of you try to get some rest. He lets out a soft "hm?" letting you know he was still awake and listening, even if just barely. "You said sex was one of the best things about coming home to me. Well... what's the best part?" you ask softly and Jeff exhales, wrapping his arms around you tighter and bringing you closer to him, if that was even possible. "This." He mutters softly. "You. Safe and sound in my arms. Cuddled up close to me. Knowing your mine. That's the best part." He says softly, nuzzling into your hair softly. You crack a soft smile and wrap your limbs around him. "Mine too." You murmur softly before slowly dozing off with him.
I took a VERY big step out of my comfort zone for this one guys. I already hate writing anal but I decided to take it a step further and write a intersex/post op trans woman reader (can be read either way). I actually had to do some anatomy research when writing this lmfao.
I hope I did justice and I hope you guys enjoy thissssss. 😩
brian thomas x intersex reader. reader uses it/its but will be you/yous for obvious reason. reader's intersex variation is unspecified. reader is implied / stated to be androgynous due to its variation. reader is intended to be physically disabled but its disabilities is unspecified other than chronic fatigue and pain.
this is also a gift for @fun-eralsss! sorry jane i swear this was meant to be longer i just got realized i never learned how to switch from one scene to another
"I want to go home."
It was a simple request, but one Brian understood. It'd been a long day for you, and all you wanted was to get into bed and hide under the covers. It was the same as always, yet another appointment, but this time was centered around your intersexuality. And this time, just like most times, your doctor was insistent on being an ass. For a man insistent on treating you as nonhuman he really didn't like using it/its on you when you asked.
"I know," he sighed. "we're almost home, sweetheart. We'll slip off those shoes, plop you in front of the TV with a hot mug and the fluffiest blanket, and watch that stupid movie you like." He grinned a bit, nudging your side as he drove his beat up pickup truck, the music low as the machine groaned each time he hit a pothole. "Anything for my angel."
That grin faded as you sighed, voice soft as you fidgeted with the strings of your shorts. "It's always the same. I walk in, they talk to me like I'm not human. Not even to me, they just talk about me." You leaned back, the quiet growl of the truck around you. You were tired of that doctor, tired of those nurses, tired of the medical field.
"Honey," he started, "they're full of shit. You're perfect just the way you are, and no doctor can say otherwise. If they wanna try and change you when there's nothing fucking wrong with you then that's their fucking bullshit to deal with." He stopped at a red light, turning to face you. "I'm not kidding when I tell you you're an angel. You are kind, you are funny, you are smart, and you are perfect. I love that you're intersex because I love you."
He pulled you close, kissing your forehead before stepping on the gas. He smiled as you hummed along to the music, pushing his hair back as he pulled into your driveway, the gravel crackling under the tires. "Come on, angel, let's get inside. We still have those leftovers from last night if you wanna heat them up? Plus, I figured you'd be tired, so I may have put your blanket in the dryer."
And finally, there you two were on the couch, watching a shitty movie as you ate your noodles. They were a bit dry from the microwave, but they still tasted good as you wrapped them around a fork. Brian grinned as you leaned closer into him, wrapping the blanket further around you. He took a swig of his soda before looking over to you. "Feeling better, sweetheart?"
Can you make it's on own story on archive of our own? Name the story "Dusk till dawn! I MAKE YOU BE MINE" and can you make reader a photographer and make them gender neural (the normal verse)
All the detail i want:
-SCP 085 trying to persued reader to become a vampire like him when he going to die by SCP 298 music and reader act like "Why would I want to be pathetic like you?"
-Reader splash SCP 085 with cat urine and garlic juice and riding the back of SCP 682 and confused to why everyone say they behaved recklessly and a potential liability.
-Dr bright bet five grand that reader wouldn't be able to throw cat piss at SCP 083 and reader infact actually splash the liquid onto SCP-083.
-SCP 682 is asexual (He doesn't know what that mean) and he hated that he having very sexual thought about reader and that he wanted to breed them.
-Dr clef being overprotective of reader.
-Dr iceberg hatred for reader turnd into a lovesick obsesseon.
(Sorry for taking this very long to answer because I didn't know you already answer my ask)
Title: Obsessive Photo: Various Yandere SCP X Non-Binary Researcher Reader
Summary: Dr. (Name) (Last Name) is a Researcher at The Foundation. Once They take a bet with Dr. Kondraki against Dr. Bright that they could throw piss on a certain SCP. They knew how to win it with ease. This is the night their life began to change. And Maybe not for the better. With SCPS and Staff falling into obsessive love with this Researcher.
Find It On Archive Of Our Own:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
here is the teaser but the rest will not be posted here!
TEASER:
(No One's POV)
(Name) was sitting in their office with Dr. Benjamin Kondraki when Dr. Jack Bright came into the two doctors' offices. (Name) was working on their camera and looked up at Jack they smiled.
"What are you doing here Bright man?" They ask Bright.
"I am here to give you a new case, SCP 83 wants to request you." He says.
(Name) frowns and snatches the files from Jack. "Why would he want me, I am not a woman." For a little personal info (Name) was intersex but identified as non-binary, they had both working parts though, and a small chest, which was held together with a sports bra with ease since they are so small.
"He must have heard something," Bright says. "So I have a bet for you."
"And what would that be?" (Name) asks raising one of their eyebrows.
"I bet you five grand and a date you cannot throw cat piss on him," Jack smirks. "You cannot do it, I get to go on a date with you, if you do, you get five grand."
"I will throw in five grand that (Name) can throw cat piss on him, if I lose you get 5 grand and If I win I get five grand." Kondraki butts in.
"Sounds good to me." (Name) says and stands up. "I expect to have my five grand by lunch, Bright."
They walk out and both of the two males glare at each other and go back to work.
[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS here is the teaser I will also post the teaser and link to Archive of our own version on Tumblr! I hope you all enjoyed this and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!]
