Chapters: 20/?
Fandom: Wolverine (Movies), Wolverine (Comics)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Logan (X-Men)/Reader
Characters: Logan (X-Men), Reader, Charles Xavier, Logan | Wolverine (X-Men)
Additional Tags: Protective Logan (X-Men), Bisexual Logan (X-Men), Top Logan (X-Men), Logan Has a Heart (X-Men), Soft Logan | Worst Wolverine (Deadpool Movies), Transgender, Self-Insert, Movie: X-Men Origins: Wolverine (2009), Movie: X2: X-Men United (2003), Accidental Cuddling, Angst and Feels, Fluff and Angst, My first fic, Written as a coping mechanism lol, trans author, ftm author, Identity Reveal, Sexuality Crisis, Animalistic Logan | Worst Wolverine (Deadpool Movies), Gender Dysphoria, Hurt/Comfort, Not Beta Read, talking through it, Yearning, logan talks you through it, Kissing, Making Out, trans reader - Freeform, Trans Male Character
Summary:
Ftm reader rooms with Logan in x-mansion
slowish burn? 20k rn but still working on it! One smut scene so far but plan for more soon!
YES TRANSMAC READER X MIKE faist(i love Mike faist)
women can interact i just don’t..write women as often:3..
Type of fic: fluff at the end -ish,smut:3
warnings:degrading(he loves you dw),praise, p in t v!!, hair pulling,kissing,making out, cussing(ofc cussing..?), ..nipple play..?,edging:3
LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED SOME
(smut underneath :3..)
shitty grammar, grammars hard for me!!
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Mike sat you onto his lap grinding your hips against his throbbing cock kissing a nibbling at your neck “you taste so sweet Angel.” He muttered into your neck leaving trails of kisses along your neck guiding your hips onto his hard cock. “Mike..please!” You whimpered begging and throbbing for him to be inside you “please what? Use your words baby.” He said teasing your nipples between your shirt “I need you to fuck me!” You moan out has he continued to play with your nipples “after that little stunt you pulled today? I think the fuck not.” He whispered into your ear, rubbing against your clothed pussy “Beg for it, beg for me to fuck your tight fucking pussy, for me to fill you up with my cum.” He growled softly into your skin.
“please Mike! I want you! I need you inside me right now! I need you to fuck my cunt! Please mike!” You begged grinding against his crotch even more before he picked you up and lays you onto the bed, unbuckling your jeans and taking your shirt off revealing old top surgery scars “such a handsome boy.” He whispered into your ear, he continued to pull down your pants and slip into your boxers putting in one finger inside of your warm cunt, you whimper softly covering you mouth before Mike grabbed your wrist with his free hand. “I don’t think so sweetheart, i want people to know that I’m making you feel good, you understand?” He picked up the pace slipping in another finger “yes! I understand sir!” You moan out from the unexpected movement.
after minutes of pure bliss he pulled out his fingers and put them in front of your face “suck.” He commanded, has you sucked his fingers You whined due to how close you were “suck a good boy sucking my fingers, so handsome too.” After that he took out his fingers and unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans pulling them off as long with his boxers revealing his hard cock covered in pre-cum.
he fully undressed you, he got onto the bed and you followed right after him getting into his lap “Ride me.” He commanded putting his hands into your hips guiding you into his cock “so wet for me baby.” He whispered into your ear slamming his cock onto you, you moaned loudly into his chest, after gaining a little self control you slowly bounced onto his cock moaning into his ear “such a good boy, aren’t you my pretty little slut?” He said pulling you hair back to reveal your neck kissing and biting it, licking the bites and leaving hickeys all over your neck and shoulder, Mike slowly started thrusting into growling softly into your ear.
“your close, i can feel it.” He said thrusting into you, you moaned softly yet loudly into his chest shaking a bit “cum for, show me how much you love my cock.” He picked up the pace slamming his cock into you rougher has you climaxed moaning loudly, your moans echoed in the room and a few minutes after you came Mike came inside of you filling your cunt with his seed.
Panting and resting on his shoulder he pulled out of you gently “that’s as..amazing like always.” He said kissing your head softly and smiling. “You were amazing” he muttered, “such a good boy..now let’s get you cleaned up.” After that he picked you up and walked you into the bathroom
My Mind:"how much time do you want to spend on picking out names for side characters that aren't even in more than maybe two chapters and will only have very few brief mentions throughout the rest of the story instead of working on the actual plot and story?"
Me:"...Yes."
Can I request a Headcanon for what stray kids changbin would be like with a Ftm Transgender Partner? From starting hormones, transitioning, to getting surgery, & just in general.
Thank you ☺️ I love your writing and it makes me so happy to see people include Male readers 💚💛
- 26 Oct 2020
- Stray Kids Changbin reacting to a FTM partner
I have been so excited to write this request! I'm sorry that it took so long for me to reply though... I have schoolwork that takes quite some time so, I do my best to fit in some writing time where I can.
Anyway, I'd love to imagine how Changbin would react to their partner being like this, since I am a trans person myself.
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Coming out:
Changbin would be surprised at first. He knew you weren't the girliest girl, but he hadn't thought about any gender problems at all. As he listened to your nervous words, he'd smile and then pull you into a hug. He'd tell you that he loved you for who you are, no matter what your gender was. He'd help you the best he could, and was curious for what this course would bring you both. He was glad you were able to tell him, as he'd be ready to support you through everything.
Psychological treatment:
Changbin would wish you good luck everytime you had an appointment with your psychologist. He'd ask you how it went, and he would be happy if you came back with good news. He'd often get little treats or gifts for you, to reward you for being so strong.
During dysphoric moments:
Changbin wouldn't always notice immediately when you were having trouble with dysphoria, but once you spoke up about it, he would desperately try to distract you. He'd talk about your favourite show, sing you a song, and if things were really bad, he'd just hold you in a tight hug, whispering sweet encouraging words in your ear.
Start of T (horomones):
Changbin would be nervous, maybe even more nervous than you, because this was the first big real step in the transition. You had been preparing for it for a while, but Changbin was still nervous what it would mean for you. He hoped the best of course, because he wanted you to feel better and more confident. As things started to change after a few months, Changbin would notice them and compliment you. The moment your voice began to change, he would tease you about how it would crack or shoot up, but you two could always laugh about it.
Top surgery:
The day of the surgery was one bomb of nerves, anxiety and hopefullness. Changbin had made sure that his schedules would not interrupt this big happening, because he wanted to be there for you the whole time. Before the surgery he would make you laugh, talking with you about how he would take care of you afterwards. Because with tiny t-rex arms, you were helpless, and Changbin didn't mind providing for you. He held your hand as you were given the anesthetics, and he stayed with you until the last moment.
When you came back from the operating room, he'd quickly grab your hand again, talking to you with a sweet voice. He'd tell you how great you did, and when you burst out in tears of happiness, he'd do the same. He was so happy for you, to finally have been freed of your most prominent female features.
Changing your legal name & gender:
Changbin came with you to the government facility. He would hold your waist as you'd talk to the personell, and stroke your back as you sat down to write out the paperwork. When all that was done, he'd surprise you with a nice dinner at a fancy restaurant. The moment you two left the government facility, he couldn't stop calling you 'his man, his boyfriend, his handsome y/n'.
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So yeah, I think Changbin would be very accepting and supporting throughout the whole process. He loves you for you, no matter the gender. He would show his love through various things, but he would always be there for you.
I hope you liked what I wrote out. I didn't include bottom surgery because not all transmen want to get that done. This is also partly from my perspective on how I view my transition, so it might be different than how you view your transition. But I atleast hope it made you happy.
For any transmen that come across my blog, feel free to request something!
Coming Out By Bleeding Out - Young Justice Imagine
Requested by Anon - If you're comfortable with it, maybe something with the S1 team where FTM!reader gets hurt on a mission and when they take him to the med-bay to patch him up he refuses to take off his suit, and the team is freaking out bc *Y/N you're gonna bleed out--* when he finally takes it off they see he has top surgery scars and he tells them he didn't want them to find out he was trans because he'd had some bad experiences with coming out before and its just some good platonic hurt/comfort💞 thanks✨!!
Requested by Anon - can you please write something with a trans!reader who is nervous about telling the team since people hadn't been accepting before? I'm kinda in a similar situation rn and your writing always cheers me up :)) also sorry if i made any grammar mistakes, english isn't my first language lol😂 thanks in advance!!!!❤❤ ❤❤
Author’s Note - For the second Anon, if you wanted a story with a MTF!reader, please send in another request and I’ll do that for you. I just figured since both prompts had similar themes of coming out that I would combine them.
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“Stay awake, (Y/N),” Artemis ordered as she put pressure on your gunshot wound. You moaned, sleep pulling at you.
“I’ll try.” Pain seared through your body when Artemis pressed down harder. Black swarmed your vision.
Kaldur came into your sight, taking over for Artemis. “We’re about five minutes out, (Y/N). Stay awake.”
“I think I might hurl,” Wally exclaimed when he got a peek at the blood soaked bandage.
“Shut up, baywatch.” Artemis smacked him away. “You have no room to comment when (Y/N) took the shot for you.”
“That wasn’t me! Rob was the one that was about to be shot,” Wally protested, moving away.
“Who cares?” You moaned, closing your eyes. There was a hard tap on your cheek. You forced your eyes open to see Conner glaring down at you.
“Stay awake.” He snorted.
You hummed. Pain rocked through you again. “We’re almost there,” M’gann shouted.
Everything blurred together. You felt yourself being moved. Pain shot through your body. You heard Kaldur explaining the situation to Red Tornado.
You were laid down. Your heart skipped a beat when you felt someone start to pull up your shirt. “No!” Your hands gripped the edge of your shirt, keeping it down. Fear made your blood run cold. You saw the rest of the team was still in the room with Red Tornado standing over you.
“(Y/N), I must take your shirt off to see the wound,” Red Tornado explained.
“No, no, no.” The pain disappeared as you kept a tight grip on your shirt.
“(Y/N), you are bleeding out, we have to take your shirt off,” Kaldur soothed, coming to your side.
“It will be fine.” Red Tornado attempted to take off your shirt again, but your grip was too strong. “(Y/N), your resistance will only cause you to lose more blood.”
You shook your head. The fear made you more aware. They didn’t have to worry about you falling asleep anymore. “No, leave me alone!”
“Take the shirt off, (Y/N)!” Conner snapped, tired of it. M’gann touched his arm.
“(Y/N), why are you scared?” M’gann asked, frowning. You felt her reading your mind. The horror of the team finding out this way chilled you to the bone. You weren’t ready to come out to the team. They would reject you like how you were rejected before.
More blood gushed from your wound. You felt lightheaded. “No, don’t.” You collapsed back into the bed. All you saw was black.
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You woke up to bright lights. Panic filled you as the memory came back. You reached to touch your chest, relieved to find you were wearing a shirt. However, the horror set in when you realized it was a different shirt. They had taken off your shirt.
“(Y/N), you’re awake,” Dick said, perking up from the chair beside you. You flinched, staring at him in horror. “Woah, hey you’re fine.”
Your mouth went dry, terrified out of your mind. You didn’t want to be kicked off the team. They were your friends. You couldn’t stand the idea of them throwing you out.
Dick held up his hands. “Hey, you’re fine, (Y/N). You lost a lot of blood and you’ll have to heal, but there’s no permanent damage.”
You covered your face with your hands, wincing when the IV pulled slightly at your movement. Dick eyed you before leaving the room. You couldn’t move your hands away from your face even after you heard the others filing in.
“(Y/N), my dude,” Wally said with a bright smile on his face. “I’m so glad you’re awake. We thought we lost you, man.” He plopped down beside you, making himself comfortable. You stared at him in shock.
“You scared us to death,” Artemis added, slapping Wally’s arm. “Give (Y/N) space, baywatch. He doesn’t need you crowding him out of his own bed.”
“(Y/N) doesn’t mind. We’re buds.” Wally nudged you with his elbow, giving you a smirk. You were still staring at him with wide eyes. None of this was making sense.
Swallowing hard, you were able to wet your throat. “You don’t care?”
Wally and Artemis looked confused. “What do you mean we don’t care? Of course, we care. Why else would we save you?” Conner said, frowning.
You snorted at the irony that you would have to bring this up. “About my scars?”
“Of course, we care,” Kaldur said calmly. “You are our friend.”
You blinked in disbelief. This wasn’t what you expected. “You mean it doesn’t bother any of you that I’m trans?” You looked around at everyone, meeting each of their gazes.
Dick shrugged. “No, I mean you’re a cool guy that took a bullet for me and Wally. Can’t complain about that. I’m whelmed.” He laughed his signature creepy laugh. Your heart soared. A smile pulled at your lips.
M’gann gave you a bright smile. “You’re our friend, and I think I speak for everyone when I say this changes nothing.”
“Yeah, doesn’t change a thing,” Wally said, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.
Artemis snorted. “Yeah, like we didn’t have to explain what top surgery was.” She slapped Wally’s head. Wally whined.
“Sorry that I don’t know everything.” Wally glared at her, but turned back to you a moment later. “But I’m willing to learn what I need to know.” You turned away, tears in your eyes. “Hey, don’t cry. You’ll make Artemis cry.”
Artemis snorted. You ran a hand over your face, getting control of yourself. “I just expected you guys to hate me,” you explained. “When I came out before, everyone treated it like a joke. No one would use my correct pronouns and don’t get me started on the bathroom...” A sob escaped you.
Kaldur came up to pat your leg while Wally hugged you. M’gann joined the hug a moment later. “We respect you, (Y/N),” Kaldur said quietly.
“Thank you.” You sniffled, trying to stop yourself.
“But if you refuse to take your shirt off again when you’re bleeding out, we’ll kill you,” Dick said. The mood lightened. You laughed along with everyone else. The relief rushed through you and you realized the best friends you had ever had were the ones standing around you.
Request: You said requests were open again? Can I get a teamiplier x ftm!reader where people are being dicks in chat during a stream or something and the reader starts to close off but the team notices and calls out the commenters? I love how you write these and I’ve been needing some good old teamiplier comfort :’)
A/N: Hope I did this justice, I’m always very critical when it comes to writing trans readers. In this one, it does have a transphobic comment (misuse of pronoun).
You laughed as you set another shirt on Marks huge body. The shirts had become a barrier you could punch him and he probably wouldn’t feel a thing… probably. It was a struggle and it took all of you to put them on. Every live stream you did this punishment, it was only supposed to be punishment for Mark but honestly, it was punishment for you all. Finally, it was time to put the last shirt on it was in the largest size you could find yet it still was hard to stretch to fit the huge marshmallow that was Mark. You all sighed in relief as it finally was rolled down. And cheered, Mark’s face was red and he was clearly exasperated. “So that’s uh 130? Shirts…” he announced looking to you for confirmation. You nodded and went to get some water. He would be in there for another three minutes before you took them off him. The stream was going great you were having a lot of fun with all the games and especially the punishments. It was always a great feeling to be apart of the charity livestreams. You enjoyed helping, and the fun games you got to play with your friends were a bonus.
It had winded down within the hour you sat with Ethan and Kathryn enjoying some snacks and reading the comments while Mark played a game with Amy and Tyler. “Hey Mark everyone’s saying you suck,” Kathryn said reading some comments about how Amy was doing better than everyone else. “That’s a bunch of bull, I got killed off by that asshole wasn’t my fault!” He responded. You laughed, You kept watching the screen and informed the group playing about any donations. You also watched the comments laughing at the jumbled mess, even on the slowest speed it moved fast. You couldn’t read each one but you caught glimpses of some. You laughed to yourself reading the jokes people were making when you suddenly found a comment that made your smile disappear. ‘(Y/N) is fucking disgusting’ you began to see even more ‘she needs to stop be so full of herself’ at that you’d seen enough. You moved the computer away from you and tried to play it off as if everything was normal. You felt suddenly alone at that moment even though you were surrounded by all your loving friends. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom” you mumbled and got up. Ethan and Kathryn shared a look, concerned at how quickly your mood had changed. Ethan began looking at the comments taking over your spot. At first, he didn’t see anything of importance, just the same jumbled mess of a conversation. Most talking about random things, yet after catching glimpses of most and scanning the screen. He noticed the transphobic and terribly rude comments users were making. He looked up towards the door with a worried expression finally realizing why you acted so weird. He tapped Kathryn getting her attention, he showed her some comments making sure to stop on the one he had first scene. She grimaced. Amy saw next then the guys who were still playing. The stream was oblivious to anything that was happening thinking there was something funny being passed around.
Meanwhile, you sat in the bathroom splashing water on your face after shedding a few tears. Unfortunately, this was something that happened, it still didn’t make it better. You wiped your face and stared into the mirror trying to put on a smile. You had dealt with things like this, the transphobic comments the hate. But for some reason, this outpour of hate hit you hard. It seemed to have come out of nowhere. You composed yourself and headed back to the recording room.
“Hey guys if you’re spreading hate in the chat, we don’t approve of that and you shouldn’t be here,” Mark said out loud, everyone nodded in agreeance. As Mark continued to defend you, you had made it to the doorway away from view but able to hear everything. “This is supposed to be a safe place for everyone and that is not okay for you to disrespect us or anyone else in chat.” Mark continued and you exhaled quietly. “If you continue to spread hate in the comments you’ll get banned by moderators,” Mark said and his rant was done. You stayed quiet keeping yourself out of sight. After a while of normal behavior, you heard “so wait where’s (Y/N)?” They were pretending as if nothing had happened. “I think he’s in the restroom” was the answer. You smiled slightly at that, feeling very lucky to have caring friends. Kathryn was the one that came looking for you. “Hey, are you alright?” She had caught you in the hallway. “Yeah I’m okay,” you said giving her a slight smile. “I’m sorry about-“ you interrupted her “don’t be babe it’s all good now,” you said hinting at the fact that you heard everything they said. She smiled “okay just let me know if something is wrong. Let’s go back in.” She said and you followed behind her. Everything returned to normal you didn’t want to read many comments anymore but you also didn’t let them get to you. You were going to spend time with your friends, raise some money for good, and enjoy it.
Request: i saw that your doing requests! I was wondering if you could do something along the lines of where Mark has a younger sibling and is really close with the whole gang so they try to come out as transgender to them? (ftm) but kinda end up crying before they even get a word out and is just really scared to say it?? And just lots of fluff?? i hope this is okay, i kinda just need some comfort i guess? idk ahhhHHH
You didn’t want things to change, you weren’t ready. You wanted to keep everything the way it was, you worried and stressed over it for so long. There were many nights were you sat crying and feeling so alone in a house with all your family that leads to you carrying this weight every day and it was only hindering you. You knew it was something that you wanted to tell them but your anxiety was keeping you from doing it. You knew they wouldn’t love you any less, that they would be fine with you being trans. But there was something stopping you. You had been trying to find a right time, but when the opportunity arose you backed out. And it had led to some weird looks when you’d suddenly cough and look away exiting the room.
It was midday the L.A sun was shining and a soft breeze kept the temperature cool. It was a lazy day of sorts around the apartment space. You sat on the floor with Chica and petted her. Her tail wagged in happiness. It was a peaceful moment as you waited for Mark to finish his recording session so you could meet the gang for a little meeting to plan an upcoming project. The thought of telling everyone made you anxious. You had been feeling so terrible lately and it seemed like your feelings and secrets needed to come out so you could start feeling better. It took your breath away when your mind thought about some of their possible reactions. Even though you knew they’d be accepting, your mind was wandering to dark places. You stayed in this state of mind as Mark and you drove. You were quiet and had a look of worry across your face, your eyes were looking off to the distance never focusing on an object. He was worried about you. You had begun to close yourself off from him for a while now and he wasn’t sure what was going on with you anymore. He understood there were times that you need space, but you had stopped telling him things about your friends or school. Overall he saw you less and talked to you less. You’d shut yourself off, and he was desperately trying to get you back. He tried making small talk asking you about friends and school but you just shrugged in response giving a typical answer “I don’t know”. He wanted to sigh in frustration but he knew that would only make you feel bad. So he simply nodded and went back to looking at the road, he felt this awkward silence taking over the car as you scooted closer to the door. When you pulled into the driveway of the house you immediately got out not even waiting for him to turn the car off. He sighed looking longingly as you ran to the door. You curtly said a polite hey to everyone in the living room, then went up the stairs. They shrugged thinking you had something to do and waited for Mark to get in. He closed the door quickly and was greeted by everyone except you. Amy pointed to the stairs silently saying you were up there. Mark look concerned with his brows furrowed “I’m worried about (Y/F/N) she isn’t acting like herself.” They all mirrored the same expression, it was beginning to be clearly obvious that something was wrong with you. Amy got up from her seat “I’ll go check on her”
You sat on the bed scrolling through your phone, the knock on the door making you stop. You went and opened the door greeted by Amy’s soft smile. “Hey we wanted to see if you wanted to join us, we miss you.” You felt guilty at that, and something in you wanted to cry. You tried keeping your voice casual. “Yeah sorry just had to do something real quick I’ll be down there in a minute” she nodded with a brighter smile and made her back down the stairs.
To the team's dismay, you were quiet. They continued to talk about the business matter but Mark was occasionally glancing over at you. Silently worrying. The meeting had quickly gotten sidetracked. It seemed like the right time and it was eating away at you, when you had the courage to speak up your voice came out quick and hoarse “can I tell you guys something” they all immediately turned to you surprised at your sudden conversation. “Yeah of course what’s up babe?” Amy's face scowled in confusion and concern. Everyone mirrored the same expression. You felt your chest tighten and your anxiety grew, you couldn’t back out now you had told them something was up and now they weren’t gonna let it go. The tension surrounding you was thick and you tried to stop your hands from shaking. You tried to speak but couldn’t your face grew slightly red and it was getting difficult to hold back the sting in your eyes. Tears made your eyesight blurry and when they started to fall it alerted everyone something wasn’t right. The only sounds you made were chocked sobs. You felt arms pull you into their chest and their chin rested on your head. Comforting stokes to your arm, it only made you cry harder, wetting the person's shirt. Mark had hugged you immediately when he saw how close to tears you were. It was so simple to tell when you were about to cry he expected it before tears even fell. When you had calmed down enough you heard Mark ask what was bothering you, his eyebrows furrowed into a scowl and his eyes glossy from seeing you so sad. “I-I’m trans, I’m a boy.” You spoke with finality in your voice trying to avoid eye contact but also trying to gauge their reactions. You looked at Mark first waiting for him to say something. He didn’t seem upset so that was a plus, but he wasn’t saying a word and it made you nervous. You looked at the others for any sort of reaction Kathryn and Amy was smiling and slowly the same expression became mirrored on everyone else. Mark still not saying anything hugged you. He hugged you with tears running down his face and a smile. He kneeled down to be level with you, his hands grabbed yours “Is that why you’ve been so distant lately” he asked with a slight crack in his voice. You too were crying. You sniffled and with a heavy voice said “I guess, I just I didn’t know how to tell you guys...” you turned to look at everyone else they were silent as Mark and you had a moment, but their faces showed pride and acceptance. “I figured it out last year and I wasn’t sure how to tell you guys and I didn’t - well I still don’t know a lot of things about myself but-“ you began rambling, desperately trying to defend why you didn’t tell them. Tyler was the one to stop you from spiraling “Hey it’s okay we understand it was something you had to go through alone for a bit.” Amy and Kathryn nodded, agreeing with Tyler. “Yeah, we’re happy you felt comfortable enough to tell us, we love you and we wanna be here for you,” Amy said. Mark sat next to you now. Ethan then spoke up in a worried tone “we’ve been using the wrong pronouns!” He had a look of panic on his face. “Oh crap we’re so sorry” Mark realized it too and looked increasingly upset about it. You smiled at their distraught at using the wrong pronouns, “guys it’s okay you didn’t know, but do you think you could start calling me (Y/N)?” You asked sheepishly. “Of course, we love you (Y/N) and were really happy that you told us,” Kathryn said. “Yeah we love you (Y/N)” Ethan said, “we’re always gonna be here for you, you just have to ask.”
It was a while before the team had left, the hours passed quickly though. Mostly it was you telling stories about how you realized and the stuff that had been going on in your life. They had asked if you wanted to make it public online and you said yes. You weren’t going to make a big deal about it but you did change your pronouns online and asked the fans to refer to you as (Y/N). Which they did very kindly. You had this weight off your shoulders and although it would be hard at times you now had the support of Mark and your family. “I’ve always wanted a little brother” Mark smiled as he ruffled your hair you pushed his hand away. He chuckled. Mark pulled you in for another hug and with a bright smile said “I love you (Y/N), and I want you to be happy. Because you deserve it.”
“Love you too big bro.” You said as you reached to ruffle his hair.
There is so much CharacterXFemReader out there. Where is my CharacterXTransReader or CharacterXEnbyReader or even CharacterXMaleReader. Maybe I’m just being greedy, but it would be nice to see stuff with people like me in it.
