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[crimeronan]

forgetting which of the OCs are lesbians and which are bisexual because the insane dykery and problematic sexuality is so strong in all of them. hashtag feminism.

[arc-misadventures]

I don't know why, but I'm enjoying the thought of Coco and Jaune being bros.

99% Lesbian

Blake: Coco!

Yang: Hey, Coco!

Coco: Yes?

Blake: We need your help

Coco: My help? Well, first off: Stop wearing all black. Add more colour to you apparel; I recommend purples, golds, and perhaps some deep blues. I think those colours would really make you 'pop!' Otherwise you look like a poorly dressed goth girl hipster. And no, you do not look like a goth girl the way you are dressed, and most certainly a sexy goth girl.

Blake: That's not 1hat...

Yang: No. No, take notes you could use a make over.

Blake: Hey!

Yang: But, no this isn't fashion related!

Coco: It isn't? Then what the hell do you two want help with me, you utter fashion slobs!

Blake: Hey!

Yang: I know it's true that, Blake dresses like a slob!

Blake: Hey?!

Yang: But, does that include me too?

Coco: Only two people in this entire school have any sense of woman's fashion, and neither of them are you.

Yang: Who?!

Blake: Yeah, who?!

Coco: Jaune Arc.

Blake: Jaune?

Yang: Him, really?

Coco: He has seven sisters, he knows plenty about woman's fashion.

Blake: So you say...

Yang: Who's the other person?

Coco: Glynda Goodwitch.

BY: ...

Blake: I'm not going to argue against that.

Yang: She's drop dead gorgeous, what else do we need to say?

Coco: So, what do you need help with?

Yang: We need to help settle a bet.

Coco: A bet?

Yang: Yeah, Ruby said you weren't gay, and that you were in fact, bisexual. We called bullshit, she said it was true, so we made a bet on whether or, not you are actually gay.

Blake: So, are you bisexual?

Coco: No I'm not bisexual.

Blake: Ha!

Yang: I knew it!

Coco: But, I'm not... 100% a lesbian.

Blake: Eh?

Yang: Beg pardon?

Coco: I'm 99% lesbian, but I am 1%... straight...

Blake: You're 1% straight...?

Yang: So... you are bisexual?

Coco: No... I love woman 99% of the time. But, 1% of the time... I'm straight... exclusively for, Jaune...

BY: For, Jaune?!

Coco: For, Jaune.

Yang: How are you attracted to, Jaune? He's... he's...

Blake: He's, Jaune!

Yang: I was going to say a guy, but that's true.

Coco: Gods, does everyone have to pick on my, 'If I had to pick a dude?' He's a great guy, a bit of a goofball sure, and a dunce. But, he is a really nice guy once you get to know him.

Blake: And, because you know, Jaune so well he becomes the 1%?

Coco: Well, there's also the fact that he is the only person I can discuss fashion with; he has great taste, and has even convinced me to wear a helmet as part of my fashion assemble. I just started to enjoy being around with him. So the intrusive thought of us... 'mingling' just popped up. So, I'm 99% a lesbian, and 1% straight for, Jaune.

Blake: Oh, that makes sense. Somehow...?

Yang: So... did we win the bet?

Blake: We didn't bet anything, so we could call it a draw if we wanted to. Right?

Coco: I'd call it a dra...

Jaune: Coco!

Coco: Hey, Bunny Boy, what's up?

Blake: Bunny boy?

Jaune: I found another helmet you could wear! Only this time if completely covers your head, which of course would make it that it doesn't go with your current outfits design. But, that does mean you have to choreograph an entire wardrobe to fit the helmet. Of which, honestly sounds fun to do on it's on.

Coco: Oh-ho-ho~! Really now? Okay, show me this helmet you're so confident about?

Jaune: Tada~!

Coco: ...

Coco: Holy shit...

Jaune: You like it?

Coco: This is a old helmet, so I would have a more detailed lion head, and mane. The colours would definitely involve more gold, maroon, and crimsons.

Jaune: Red, and caramel browns, with complementary cream whites?

Coco: Oh that sounds perfect! Colours aside, what would this outfit entail?

Jaune: Boot's that are at least knee height...

Coco: High heels?

Jaune: Oh, but of course. Next should... Hmmm... Oh no...

Coco: What is it?

Jaune: Nora pulled a, Nora again. I'm sorry I gotta go. Shall we continued this discussion later?

Coco: No problem, Love. Have fun~!

Jaune: See you later, Mocha!

Coco: Hmmm... Should the face mask be a copy of my face, or should it be a generic face?

BY: ...

Coco: ...

Coco: What?

Yang: 'No problem, Love?'

Blake: You sure it's just 1%?

Coco: ...

Coco: Maybe... 10%...?

Yang: Coco's bisexual, but only for, Jaune.

Blake: Agreed.

Coco: ...

Coco: That's fair...

[callahanisms]

hallows eve kiss

being on a bottoms kick means i rediscovered ruby cruz and hazel callahan. my true lesbian awakening and it's halloween! who doesn't like a good halloween kiss?

borders by @cafekitsune

hazel callahan x popular! reader

♡ popularity was a very strange phenomenon. it was weird to be one of the popular kids after the way they defeated huntington. and this explained why hazel was invited to so many halloween parties.

♡ she ultimately settled on going to isabel's gathering. in part because they were friends. but also because you were going to be there.

♡ you. her longtime crush. her crush of two years now. every opportunity she messed up by getting stuck in her head. and you, who was isabel's friend.

♡ hazel can't help but try looking for you first when she arrives with josie and pj. unceremoniously, she went as david mills, dressed in a button down and the coat. everything. she went thrifting and found the perfect pants and coat last week. besides, what was more halloween-y than a neo-noir david fincher protagonist?

♡ what she wasn't expecting was for you to approach her while she's getting herself a cherry coke from the fridge. "hey hazel."

♡ "ah! hi! (y/n)!" her whole body is tense and she flinches when the soda pops out of the can after she opened it. you're giggling because it's really adorable how tense she is.

♡ hazel takes in your costume. and she bites her lip. "let me guess...lestat de lioncourt?"

♡ "nice. no one hasn't gotten it yet." you tug at the intricate coat. "and...you are...a noir protagonist?" you were so close, based on the shaking of hazel's head. "crap. umm...isabel told me you like david fincher. so seven?"

♡ "yeah. and technically it's neo-noir." she says. it was only a small exchange, but it felt like hazel was being smooth. she got this.

♡ there were lots of people at the party, which strangely made it more intimate. it meant you and hazel got to have private conversations in the corner of a room, alone in your own little illuminated bubble.

♡ you guys end up migrating to a separate room that's shrouded in orange light, with little pumpkin fairy lights decorating the walls. it's really cute. and you both were high off of the intimacy between you two.

♡ "you know...i think it's really nice you guys made that self defense club." you say, leaning towards her. "really...really helped a lot of people stand up for themselves. isabel and brittany included."

♡ "it...it was nothing." hazel brushes it off. her eyes glance down at your lips. she wants to lean in. you smell so good. "really."

♡ "i read your notes. the club probably wouldn't have survived without them, you know. they're really thorough. and i like that you included diagrams." even if it started as stick figures at first. "you should dabble in art. think you'd make some great drawings. and maybe...you can start with me?"

♡ "oh..." hazel raises her eyebrows. her lips part slightly in shock. she was surprised. but...were you making a move on her?

♡ she's wanted to make a move on you for so long. maybe this was perfect, as the clock slowly shifts to 1:12am.

♡ when hazel's lips press against yours, your eyes widen. but you enjoy the kiss. you love the way her lips feel against yours. it feels like a missing puzzle piece finally finding its place among the picture. and you kiss back, pushing against her. hazel cups your face with a tenderness and her other hand rests on the side of your neck.

♡ you pull away after what feels like forever, your cheeks all warm from the blood in your face. and you chuckle. "you got some..." you use your thumb to wipe away some of your lipstick, which had transferred onto hazel's soft lips. "it's supposed to be transfer-proof."

♡ "so?" hazel lets out a small laugh. she pulls you back, kissing you again. she didn't care if the lipstick transferred. in fact, that's what she wanted. it'd just prove that she was yours.

[saiscribbles]

[Original Post]

So Lily decided to just send herself an anon ask rather than address my criticisms directly. You know like a coward lol.

So anyway: (1) Doubling down on the Diamonds being Nazis. (2) Joking about the stars Jewish people were forced to wear during the Holocaust. (3) The show is about communication, Lily, not forgiveness. (4) Show me where Spinel is even metaphorically suicidal, but you'd have to actually watch the movie for that. (5) I think you meant "she was" and no she wasn't. (6) It's "sarcasm" to just mislead your fans about the climax of the movie by claiming Steven backed Spinel down with "mind control powers"?

(7) And it was "sarcasm" to just make a bunch of gay conversion therapy jokes about a lesbian character for absolutely no reason? (8) Was it a joke Lily? Cause you said "if you read all the interviews the Gems are based on the Asari" (9) It isn't semantics you outright baselessly speculated in your Garbage video that Nikki Minaj didn't return to voice Sugilite because "someone was pissed".

(10) It's not an opinion to claim a character that's obviously a post-it note doodle was a "scrapped character". Or was that the semantics part? I think you lost your place there, Lily.

(11) Just lying again. Completely denying the homophobia that was surrounding getting Ruby and Sapphire's wedding to air. Sugar told this story herself you just claimed you "don't believe a word that comes out of her mouth".

(12) You said Steven tried to marry his "12 year old girlfriend" in Future. (13) There's no such analogy, you're the one reading rape into a children's show. (14) The Human Zoo is based on classic 70's science fiction films such as THX and Logan's Run. You're just an uncultured ignoramus who holds a huge amount of ire for a children's show about perspectives, communication and gay space rocks.

I'm not bothering with the rest cause Lily added extra to her self anon. But there was this last bit:

Lily's new claim is she only mentions SU once or twice a year. Or once every couple of years. Depending on the day. Either way... Does she just forget what she talks about in videos or is she really so stupid she thinks no one can fact check her?

And this was just at a lazy glance, I probably missed some.

[eqt-95]

A double whammy? I hope you don't mind, but I think you're up to it... ❤️💜

Lena was a woman of science, and anyone in that industry could tell you that external factors could interrupt normal behavior. Like heat. 

It was summertime, and Lena did not do well in the heat. Her skin would burn, she’d melt with discomfort, and her brain would get muggier than the humidity. Sure, National City's heat was contributing, but it was nothing on the exposed arms and glimpses of midriff and polished abs her very best friend’s outfit had on display. 

Lena stood with her popsicle melting under the summer sun and pretended not to stare like she was the thirstiest lesbian on the planet. Meanwhile, Kara debated between the keylime or the berry cream popsicle from the very patient vendor with Ruby and Esme weighing their own very serious choices.

“Careful, someone might catch you gawking,” Sam grinned, taking a swipe across her own raspberry-lemonade treat.

“I’m not gawking. I was… just…”

“Admiring? Observing? Panting?” Sam offered.

“What’d you get?” she continued, not waiting for Lena’s reply before crunching into the strawberry basil popsicle in Lena’s hand.

“Hey!” was her lame, muggy-brained response. A pout came next as she looked at the Sam-shaped teeth marks in her popsicle.

“Yum,” Sam mocked, chomping down on the icy treat and shooting Lena a mischievous smirk and an antagonistic wag of her own, unmarred popsicle. 

Lena would blame it on her sufficiently over-baked patience later, but for the moment, a surge of irrational competitiveness overpowered normal social behavior which was why, without warning, her hand extended to grip Sam’s forearm and her mouth plunged downward, wrapping her lips fully around Sam’s popsicle and slurping upward.

Revenge was achieved. The world was balanced.  Sam looked mutinous. Lena grinned, wiping a small dribble from her chin. Esme giggled from the popsicle cart. Then: “Aunt Kara is eating wood!”

Lena turned her attention to the trio. Ruby was smiling ludicrously while happily licking away at her orange treat. Esme had her little hands clutched around a purple one laughing with unhinged delight. And then there was Kara. Kara who was negotiating three and a half popsicles. Half because Kara’s mouth was clearly full. And chewing. And crunching - gnawing. And looking red faced. And uncomfortable. And like she might take flight any second.

“Kara?” Lena managed, ignoring the suggestive elbow from Sam. “Are you… are you eating the stick?”

Kara immediately shook her head; eyes watering, shifting awkwardly. Then, slowly, nodded when Lena’s brow arched in suspicion.

“You know you’re not supposed to do that, right?” Ruby inserted, casually twirling her own.

And Kara simply nodded again.

—

Lena was a woman of science, and anyone in that industry could tell you about how any hypothesis was established through extensive observation.

It was through regular observation that Lena knew all of Kara’s quirks and habits. It was why Lena was quick to notice a new habit appear. Kara squirmed. She squirmed and blushed and stammered more often than usual. 

So Lena pushed the limits, checking in when Kara’s new traits showed up and, perhaps Lena was putting a little bit too much hope into it, but there seemed to be a correlation with, well, Lena.

But she needed more data. She was a woman of science after all, and anyone in that industry could tell you about the months and years it took to observe, test, and bring to market a new product.

That was where a range of experiments came in: 

Experiment no. 1: Weekly Brunch

Constant: location (Noonan’s), time, day, and table

Variable: Lena wore a low cut dress

Results: Kara dripped egg yolk onto her pants, syrup onto the table, and dribbled orange juice down her chin and onto her shirt

Experiment no. 2: Compromising Situation #1, the elevator

Constant: location (L-Corp private lift), floor change

Variable: an IT cart was ‘accidentally’ parked in the cab, taking up 95% of the space and requiring Lena to press into Kara for the full 63-floor ride

Results: Kara’s work laptop screen was crushed between her fingers

Experiment no. 3: Game night

Constant: location (Alex + Kelly’s), time, day, company, food

Variable: wine; more specifically, wine location: top shelf, hard to reach without a little black ink revealed on Lena’s back.

Results: Alex called Kara out for floating

Experiment no. 4: Compromising Situation #2, Al’s

Constant: location (Al’s), time, day, and company

Variable: their usual table was ‘missing’ one chair, leaving a musical chair situation until Lena simply sat in Kara’s lap

Results: Kara didn’t speak the entire night

Experiment no. 5: Movie night

Constant: location (Lena’s apartment), time, day, company

Variable: chocolate covered strawberries

Results: invalid

Note: experiment considered an outlier and to be noted in future studies. Before Lena could follow through with her protocol, Kara lifted a strawberry to Lena’s lips who, taken aback, bit into the strawberry. Kara replied ‘good girl’, popped the rest into her own mouth, and Lena didn’t speak for the rest of the night

Experiment no. 6: Lunch date

Constant: location (L-Corp), food, time, company

Variable: Lena ordered the greasiest double-patty available

Results: 

The experiment wasn’t going well, and even Lena Luthor’s patience had a limit for inconsistent data. That data was currently slurping her straw through the final dredges of an extra large milkshake from Big Belly Burger. That limit was when Kara Danvers stopped squirming and blushing and stuttering over Lena’s sultry, albeit ineffective, attempts at making a juicy burger look sexy.

The limit was crossed when, unaware of Lena’s greasy chin and flexing fingers and soft moan, Kara went and flipped the tables by turning Lena's anatomy into goop. How? It started when Kara dragged a finger over the cup’s inner wall and licked it clean with a demeanor that was making a different sort of mess. 

Another set of underwear ruined by a Kryptonian. And not even in the way Lena dreamed it.

It was when Kara reached a second finger into the cup that Lena’s patience let out a small whimper which years of practice covered up with a tiny cough.

“Darling,” she choked, throat tighter than the forgotten straw on the coffee table. She stretched her lips into a smile and crossed her legs. Always crossed her legs.

“Hm?” Kara asked, two vanilla-covered fingers deep inside her mouth, tongue swirling with the practice of

“I think you've sufficiently polished your milkshake.”

And Kara, blessed Kara, stared longingly at the empty cup like a puppy who'd just been abandoned on a farm. 

And Lena, cursed Lena, only then noticed the dribbles of milkshake left behind of Kara's lips and chin and now her tongue was-

“Right,” Lena said with a finality that included slapping her hands on her thighs, exhaling shakily, and standing with hopes that Kara couldn't hear anything out of the ordinary on her walk back to a desk of libido-killing work. 

“Hey Lena?” Kara asked, and when Lena turned around, Kara was standing. Close. Like, directly-in-front-of-her close. Like, Lena-could-have-wavered-an-inch-and-collided-with-her close. 

“K-Kara, what-?” she asked before taking a step back and pressing into her desk.

“You’ve got a little something-” Kara began, staring intently at Lena’s mouth.

“I-I do? Where-” Lena stammered. She lifted a hand to wipe at her mouth, only to feel it captured by a strong, warm, steady Kryptonian hand. 

“I got it,” Kara offered instead, and before Lena could process air or space or time, Kara’s lips were on hers. They were on hers and sending shockwaves of surprise and confusion and arousal and - to hell with thinking. Instinct won out, and she returned the kiss, letting out the soft whimper she’d always concealed and leaned into the softness of Kara’s lips, and gave access when her tongue trailed along Lena’s lower lip.

“I don’t think you can call these outliers anymore,” Kara smirked minutes later.

And Lena, too breathless and stunned to play calm, cool, and collected, absolutely folded: “How did you-?”

“Sam,” Kara said simply before interrupting Lena’s outrage with another kiss.

“Well, you know what they say,” Lena offered, still breathless but less stunned, “twice is just a coincidence.”

“Care to make it a pattern then?”

“Absolutely.”

Lena was a woman of science, after all.

[txttletale]

could you elaborate on your thoughts on boom and 73 yards ( i agree with you i am just struggling to put into words why.)

boom was whatever. the initial conceit of the doctor being trapped and having to stay calm was really cool! i really like that. the ambulances that euthanize you if you're not deemed worthy of medical care and the tacky chatgpt hologram ghosts were both really cool ideas. it just doesn't stick the landing for me, the twists are contrived and fall apart given any thought whatsoever. like what the fuck were any of the soldiers Doing if there just straight up weren't any enemies. it's a twist that sounds cool to say more than it has any meaningful impact on the story or the stakes. i guess 'the arms manuifacturer created a fake conflict' is the intended emtional stakes there but that would hit like a hundred times harder if it was an actual conflict between two factions and people were dying, right? like if anything sending a christian militia to blow themselves up tae fuck on a nowhere planet instead of presumably killing actual living people is an improvement, surely?

also the resolution was dumb as fuck lol i am a huge hater of power of love saves the day shit not because i'm a cynical misanthrope but because it never fails to make me say 'oh so i guess nobody ever loved anybody before lol' and this is no exception like if one chatbot can shut down the whole operation beacuse he loves his daughter are we meant to believe that no other parents or hell nobody who loved anybody else for any reason died in this fake war before? it's cheap and schmaltzy and unearned. anyway the first twentyish minutes of this are all-time great doctor who and gatwa/gibson were incredible in it but it absolutely falls apart into a confused pileo f some of the worst Moffatisms at the end

73 yards on the other hand was incredible! obviously like it requires you to approach it with a different mindset to most of doctor who, right, doctor who usually furnishes you with the big explanation scnee where the doctor says 'well the ghosts were actually particle wave vectorforms created with the necros radiation from the god-king's techsceptre' or whatever--this is the usual narrative mode of sci-fi--but 73 yards is fantasy, right, this is the twilight zone, this is 'wouldn't that be fucked up?'. i interrogate the technical and logical specifics of boom so much when i think about it because that's the language boom is speaking, boom is framing itself within this logical, a-to-b worldview, the satisfying click-together puzzlebox. but 73 yards is a nightmare or a folk tale, right? kate stewart¹ says it herself, 'when faced with the inexplicable, we make up rules and apply them to it'.

so yknow reading it that way it all clicks together beautifully, right, (apart from russel t davies' embarassing swing and miss at Political Commentary in the middle. we get it davies you wrote years and years. we know. trust me we know). the doctor and ruby disrupt the binding circle, free mad jack, and are punished -- the doctor, as perpetrator, with being banished (perhaps in jack's place) and ruby with her worst fear coming true constantly, until ruby defeats mad jack, re-sealing him and fixing what she broke, at which point the circle rewards her by reversing the punishments. and the core horror i think is very effective and unsettling! the idea that there is something that someone could say to turn everyone against you, the closest people to you in your life, your own family, the institutions that are meant to deal with the exact problem you're having--that's fucking terrifying! and yknow i think especially as an autistic trans lesbian something that speaks to me a lot

so yeah. i think that boom establishes its logics and framework and then trips and falls onto its face while 73 yards does the same and then makes perfect use of them. that said i think in 20 years people who are autistic about doctor who will be like 'did you know in the 2020s there were two episodes in a row where the doctor caused the entire plot to happen by stepping on something' and thjatll be the main thing they're remembered for

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Blake: (giving a speech to a bunch of rowdy Faunus activists as new Chieftess of Menagerie and leader of the White Fang) While the past leaders of this organization and kingdom have done their best, I intend to build up on that foundation and make-

Deer!Faunus: Aren't you in a relationship with a human?!

Blake: My relationships do not affect my ability to-

Mouse!Faunus: How can we trust a leader who willingly became a humans pet?!

Faunus Crowd: (start muttering)

Blake: (grumbling mentally as she tries to think of what to say)

Yang: (blares through the crowd on Bumblebee 2.0 with a giant trailer hitched off to the back) Blaaaaaake!

Blake: (sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose) What is it, Yang? I'm a bit busy, and you just plowed through a bunch of Faunus activists.

Yang: (parks and pulls off her helmet) Yeah, sorry about that, but I'm in a pickle. (Hops off the motorcycle and opens up the top hatch of the trailer - revealing hundreds of freshly baked cookies)

Blake: ...........

Faunus Crowd: ...........

Blake: What?

Yang: Nora, Ruby, and I decided to get the Remnant World Record for the number of cookies baked at the same time. We used my semblance to bake, Ruby's semblance to mix, and Nora's sheer crackhead energy to get everything else. But now we have too many cookies!

Blake: ......Nora and Ruby can't just eat them?

Yang: They already ate 3 trailer fulls! (Projects picture of Nora and Ruby in cookie comas) I remembered that you had a public event thing and thought maybe attendees would want some!

Blake: (lightbulb moment) Actually, that would be amazing! Thank you so much, dear, for being so considerate.

Yang: (confused by the diabetic sweetness dripping from Blake’s voice and slowly shuffles up to the podium as a few Faunus that hadn't been assholes go up to the trailer and grab a cookie) Uh, did I do something wrong? I can leave if I'm intruding.

Fox!Faunus: Nope! (Munches cookie) You're good! Thank you, Dear!

Faunus Crowd: Thank you, Dear!

Yang: (severely confused) What just happened?

Blake: (covers her microphone before kissing Yang on the cheek) Apparently, a butch, golden retriever lesbian bringing homemade baked goods is all you need to calm a bloodthirsty crowd.

[reashot]

Why do people keep telling us that we're Dating?

Jaune & Ruby enjoying their daily cuddling session together.

Jaune: Stop it Ruby! It tickles...

Ruby: No! It's pay back for last time. *giggle*

Jaune: How is it my fault that you're sensitive to my touch?

Ruby: Well I can't help it if being touched by you feel so good. So I'm kissing your neck until you feel good too yourself.

Jaune: Then you won't mind if I do the same myself, right? *devour Ruby's neck*

Ruby: No!!! Stop it! Jaune please... *moan* I-I can't control my... *moan* No! Don't some-something... *moan* I can feel something is about to com....

Ren: *clears throat*

Ruby: *panting* H-hey Ren what's up?

Ren: I see you two are busy with each other as usual... I'll cut to the chase. Ruby, are you dating Jaune?

Ruby:

Jaune: I already told you Ren, there's nothing going on between Ruby and me. And we are definitely not dating.

Ren: *trying to hold back his rage* I saw you in the shower room together....

Ruby: Well yeah, duh! Me and Jaune are shower buddies. We're doing our part to save the environment. What, do you hate the planet or something?

Ren: *vein popping* And I heard you making sounds that no one that's not in a relationship should be making together.

Ruby: That's just the sound I make when Jaune lathered my entire body up with soap. It's natural reaction to his touch, I can't help it.

Ren: *about to lose his fucking mind* Listen here you du......

Jaune: Look Ren, I know that us being so close would make you think that. But I assure you that there's nothing going on between us we're just two good friend... And besides there's no way Ruby would like me. She's a lesbian. And she agreed to go on a date with Weiss.

Ruby: Uhm... Actually Jaune, I think I also like boy too.

Jaune: Wait, really. Are you sure?

Ruby: Yeah. It's just I haven't found the right boy to fall in love with.

Jaune: Wow. I can't believe that Ruby Rose plays for both team. *lovingly hugs her*

Ruby: Ugh! I'm not playing for both team, Jaune. If I'm in a relationship I'm only going to play for one side.

Jaune: I knew that Rubes. But if thing with Weiss doesn't work out and you finally found the right boy to fall in love with you need to introduce me to him.

Ruby: Of course Jaune... You're in my top 5 best friend after all. Right below all the rest of my teammates and Zwei.

Jaune: So I'm number five then? That's ok. At least I'm still in the top 5.

Ruby: Don't be sad Jaune. After all you're the one I trust to take me on a practice date to Montyland🎡🎠🎢

Jaune: Of course Ruby. Montyland 🎡🎠🎢 "The funnest place on earth. (TM.)" I will make sure your practice date went perfectly. Before your date with Weiss.

Ruby: Thank you for being such a good friend Jaune... Oh, and seeing you'll be my "date" for tomorrow. You'll be paying for the whole thing right?

Jaune: Of course. I've been saving just for this occasion. After all I also need the Montyland🎡🎠🎢 "date" too. So I can practice my confession for Pyhrra.

Ruby: Oh, my little blonde boy is growing up. I'm so proud of you. *rubs Jaune's head* Now take me to my room to help me pick up the clothes for our "date" Tomorrow.

Jaune: aye, aye captain! *pick Ruby up princess style*

Ren: What the fuck just happened?.....

Little did Ren knows that someone has been watching the two of them in the shadow from the very start acting all sus besides him.

Blake: So the two are finally going on a date together...

Preview of Montyland. 🎡🎠🎢 The Funnest Place on Earth(TM)

Spoiler: Ruby will have her first kiss here. Guess with who? The first one to get it right can have 1 free fic request.

[chiefatticcreator]

How about a lesbian couple fooling around in bed, one riding the others face, so they don't see the stud who just broke the one on top, who holds her girlfriend in place for him?

Mainly thinking Ruby/Weiss with Whitley or Taiyang, or Yang/Blake with Taiyang.

"That's enough playing aroudn for now, Ruby." Weiss smirked, pulling away from her girlfriend's lips.

"You think?" Ruby smiled.

"I do. Didn't you talk about wanting to eat me out today?"

"I did, thank you!"

That was all ruby needed to lay down on the bed and early wait for Weiss to sit on her face. The two girls were completely naked, so it woudl take only a few seconds for Weiss to be in position right above Ruby's face, filling the girl's vision with Weiss's booty.

"I love your tongue, Ruby." Weiss sighed out loud when she began to have her snatch licked.

Weiss wasn't this vocal just because she appreciated Ruby's tonguework (although there were elements of that), but to signal to her brother, waiting just outside the room, that it was time to enter as discreetly as possible.

"You're okay, weiss?" Ruby blushed from beneath her girlfriend's ass. Unable to really see anything, she just heard Weiss compliment her, and then strange noises.

"Yes, ruby.3 Weiss smiled, leaning forward until her mouth was just inches from Ruby's pussy, at about the same time Whitley's mighty cock approached it. With a smirk, Weiss's hands wrapped around ruby's ankles to make her completely trapped.

And then Whitley slid his cock inside Ruby's pussy.

The intrusion was so sudden, so unexpected, that Ruby's mind lagged, taking a second to actually realise what had happened.

"W... Weiss? Is this a new toy? It feels really... large. And thick, and warm, and..." Ruby couldn't help but moan at how good this strange new 'toy' felt.

"No, Ruby~ that's my brother's cock, and now he's going to fuck you." Weiss revealed, looking up at Whitley with adoration in her eyes.

her little brother started pumping his hips and fucking Ruby for real, hsi thick large cock moving in and out of her, makign her whine and gasp as the betrayal of it dawned on her.

"Weiss! I.. I don't liek guys! And.. it's yoru brother, and... and..."

"You'll liek it soon enough." Weiss grinned, watching, mesmerized, her brother's cock fucking her grilfriend's tight hole.

True to her words, Ruby's whines and struggle against Weiss's hold slowly shifted to whimpers, then to moans of pleasure.

[lipeg]

The JNR team was gathered in a cafeteria.

Jaune: Tell me again Nora why are we even here

Nora: REST!

Jaune: We are in a crisis situation

Nora: We need to relax and rest!

Jaune looked at Ren.

Jaune: How can you handle this Ren

Ren: Inner peace

Jaune: Zé ruela

Nora: You look like a very boring old man JAUNE!

Jaune: But I'm old, I'm 60

Nora growled in anger.

Ren: Nora want to make up for lost time Jaune, you spend a lot of time working

Jaune: Mistral threw all her hunters to Vacuo, Vale no one has news, Atlas destroyed. I need some help.

Ren: That's why you sent Ruby to work manufacturing and repairing weapons

Jaune: Exactly

Nora: ENOUGH OF THIS! Let's talk about something more important!

Jaune and Ren: The what?

Nora: THE LOVE!

Jaune and Ren: Oh.... Nothing relevant

Nora: Ren, shut up! Jaune you may not live the rest of your life alone

Jaune: Yes, yes I can

Nora: No you can not! How about... Ruby, you two would make a great couple

Jaune: I'm not so sure

Nora: Why no!

Jaune: Ruby and I had some disagreements about certain events. Two immature people getting into a relationship would not be very good, Besides, we became just friends, not great friends anymore

Nora: So WEISS! You had a crush on her

Jaune: Well maybe, but she was just a little.... A little

Ren: Sociable?

Jaune: No

Ren: Friendly?

Jaune: Maybe but no. She's still too proud and I can't handle all that pride. Another issue is that she is too low

Ren: Unfortunate is true

Nora: Jaune, you wouldn't date Weiss because she's too short!

Jaune: Yes.I mean, if I married her and we had a family, my kids would be bigger than her sister

( Art of Seshirukun )

Nora covered his mouth and started laugh.

Nora: OK you win

Nora: So Yang?

Jaune: I don't want this woman even for free!

Nora: Why no?

Jaune: When they were coming to Vacuo, the girls decided to play truth or dare, they forgot I was with them for some reason.... I heard things that I didn't like at all

Ren: Blake?

Jaune: She already had a boyfriend but the relationship didn't work out, Sun tried to win Blake's heart but it didn't work and she is lesbian

Nora: what a problem, but that would be a great drama

Jaune:I have no idea and besides, I barely have a conversation with her, I only know that because they decided to play truth or dares

Ren: Complicated situation

Nora: So stay with whoever you wanted

Jaune: Pyrrha

Nora was surprised and lively.

Jaune: I mean Pyrrha was beautiful she had a nice body you saw it yourself Nora

Nora: It's true she had a great body

Jaune: Pyrrha is the perfect balance of power, beauty and kindness. She helped me a lot, even after her death leaving tips on combat. Well I mean, can you compare Pyrrha to a sports car that doesn't give you any problems, do you trade a good car for a car that's fallen apart?

Nora: Who would be the car falling apart

Jaune: Team RWBY

Nora started laughing uncontrollably.

Ren: Would you have the courage to say that to their face?

Jaune: I barely talk to them anyway, whether or not we lost the friendship doesn't matter to me

Ren: So tell me, which one of the girls you meet would you ask to go to bed?

Nora stopped laughing and looked at Ren.

Nora: REN!!!

Ren: What?

Jaune placed his left hand on his chin.

Jaune: Velvet

Nora and Ren looked at Jaune.

Nora e Ren: Really?

Jaune: Yes.It's because of one of my uncles really like Faunus women, his favorites are the rabbit Faunus. He said if you scratch the back of the rabbit's ears they move one of their legs and my uncle did this during sex.

Nora was left open-mouthed.

Jaune: My uncle said the following: or you think it's weird and you're not excited, or you think it's cute and you're not excited. or you think it's cute and you get even more excited

Ren: oh Jaune

Ren pointed over Jaune's shoulder.

Jaune turned around.

The CYFV team is behind him.

They heard everything.

Jaune: You better get ready for tonight Velvet, you're going to call me of daddy later tonight

Velvet's face turned red with embarrassment and anger.

Velvet: Excuse me! I won't sleep with you!

Jaune: Ok what do you know, There are always fish in the sea

This time, a rabbit Faunus woman passed by outside the cafeteria.

Jaune: This phrase has never been more true

Jaune went after that rabbit Faunus.

Velvet: WAIT!

[p0rkbun]

DATING WEISS SCHNEE — headcanons°.✧

⤿Pairing: Weiss Schnee x Fem!Reader

⤿Content Warnings: Fluff, Weiss is your personal sugar momma credit card, she also can't cook.

⤿A/N: Weiss is a lesbian, I stand by that.

✦Her love languages include gift-giving and acts of service, you know this girl loves helping you. You need help on homework? Let her help. You're at a restaurant and want to sit down? She'll pull the chair for you. You want a drink? She'll pour a glass for you. You can't open a jar of pickles? See, this is why you need to work out sometimes.

✦Speaking of gift-giving, since Weiss has her father's credit card, she's eager to spoil you and make you happy. One time you were celebrating your birthday and walked to your room to find many of your favorite goods along with flower bouquets. You would warn her not to spend her entire money on you and get in trouble with her father, and she would huff just to declare, "I don't care what my father thinks; I just like it when you smile."

✦Your personal spot with Weiss would be a comfortable cafe where you two would catch up. It's one of the first places you two have gone during your dates. It's a memorable spot for Weiss. She'd buy your favorite drink and sit with you while having a conversation about how your days have been.

✦She really has a good fashion sense, from dressing in white dresses to white overcoats to white suits even (along with a rose in her hand).

✦On a date, you wore the baby-blue dress she had bought for you along with a dark leather jacket with boots, and I have to tell you that her jaw was wide open, but she quickly composed herself and coughed with a red blush plastered on her pale cheeks. She tried hard to contain a serious look but couldn't help but smile at your gorgeous appearance! She felt like she was going to explode—in a good way.

✦Weiss can't cook, but it's cute seeing her attempt to make something for you. With that, she's banned from the kitchen. You take the lead in cooking; she appreciates it a lot. In some days, you two would sit together and relax to eat cookies you baked (also with Ruby trying to steal one but that results in Weiss scolding her) with tea.

✦Weiss is shy with affection; she would give you a peck on the cheek or a small kiss. She would get very red if you tried to initiate a kiss; she would call you a dolt after that. On some occasions, however, she gains the confidence to sweep you off your feet. She would hold you by the waist and connect her soft lips to yours. She'd pull back with a soft look and say, "You're lucky you're cute, dolt."

✦She might come off as arrogant, a bit insensitive, and mean sometimes, but for you, she's the softest person ever. Whenever you're around, her ice queen persona suddenly disappears, and her teammates notice it, especially Yang and Blake. Yang would tease the white-haired girl, and Blake would just sit back, smirking with a book in her hands.

"Who would ever thought there's actually someone who can melt the ice queen's heart!" Yang laughs.

"Shut up you brute!" Weiss exclaims, irritated.

✦She doesn't call you any pet names much at the start of your relationship because she was timid, but after a while she loves calling you "Princess," "Honey/Hun," "Love," and with a frequent "Darling." "Dolt" is a playful nickname she calls you. She's actually pretty lovey-dovey and cheesy, and it honestly makes Ruby question whether to aw or barf.

✦Weiss loves you very much—much more than you know. She's honestly hesitant to tell her family about you out of fear, but now that you're deeper into the relationship, she's not scared to show you off; she will not care about what her father thinks, and she knows her sister will support you two. Whitley is indifferent about it; he's probably busy being a brat, Weiss thought. She is willing to fight for you; she is protective and will defend you in any way. You would do the same for her as well, and that makes her love you even more.

"You make me feel like I'm me, I just want you to know that I love you, you don't know how much I do," she smiles shyly, she kisses you and softly voices "Maybe one day, you'll take my last name."

°.✧•—✦

[howlingday]

Can you make something with this clip please? https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Sa_CSGfC3f4

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Jaune: What do you mean she's not bisexual? She's dated more girls than I have, and some of those girls dated the guys that she dated!

Coco: Look, I don't care what kind of kinky crap you kids got up to in your first years, but sleeping around with a bunch of people doesn't make you bi.

Yang: I... Look, I'm not saying I know what you're talking about or that I get why you're so frustrated, but it sounds like you think that if a girl likes another girl, she's a lesbian, and that's it. Right?

Coco: You're young, Ruby. And if you keep pretending that you won't date another girl after meeting Jaune, then you're just lying to yourself.

Ruby: But that's what Dad did after he met Mom! He met her, and he chose not to be with anyone else!

Coco: Okay, but whatever feelings you have that tells you dating Jaune is what you want, that's just you trying to live up to what everyone else wants you to be.

Ruby: You mean like what you're doing?! It's like you don't believe bisexuality is real! It's the B in LGBTQ!

Coco: I am aware of the L-G- (Sarcastic) B- (Normal) T-Q.

Jaune: What the hell is that supposed to mean?! Why are you so biphobic?!

Coco: Oh, I am not!

Jaune: THEN ACKNOWLEDGE THE B!

Coco: I refuse to acknowledge the B! Bs and Qs just haven't figured out what they want in life yet!

Jaune: ...Yang, you don't think that, do you?

Yang: (Scratches head) Ah... I think... A lot of what people is just us figuring things out.

Coco: ...

Ruby: ...

Jaune: ...What does that mean?

Yang: I don't know! I read it in a blog post! Ruby, I'm sorry, but from what I've had in my experience, a lot of what Coco's said is true.

Coco: You're just confused, Ruby.

Ruby: Did anyone ever tell you that? When you first came out? "You're just confused"?

Coco: Yeah, and I know who I am! That's what I told that asshole!

Ruby: Well, I know who I am, asshole.

Coco: Yeah, but that... No, but see... That's... Shit, I can't argue with that.

Ruby: I love Jaune, and I love girls, too. Whether you "approve" or not doesn't matter to me.

Jaune: I know you guys are just looking out for us, but some of your ideas are just kind of... old school.

Yang: (Clutches chest) D... Don't say old school like that. I'm still young.

Jaune: It's just how you grew up. Like how you drink espresso every morning.

Coco: Yeah, but it's home-made.

Yang: I need it to wake up.

Jaune: We gotta go.

Yang: Where are you two going?

Jaune: Weiss is holding a get-together tomorrow, and I wanna be well-rested for helping set up the slip-and-slide.

Ruby: And watching my man work hard makes me wanna slip-and-slide~.

Jaune: Ruby, that's such a Yang thing.

[vibratingskull]

Hello! I was wondering if you could do a f!reader x yandere Ar’alani? If not then just a f!reader x ar’alani is fine!

I was thinking the background story for reader was she was one of the humans Thrawn sent to the Ascendancy? And they don’t know why, not even reader. Ar’alani is suspicious of her at first because there isn’t a reason reader was sent there. Ar’alani starts to fall in love with the reader and her over kindness, maybe the reader is a people pleaser?

Please have a good day, drink lots of water!

Yandere Ar'alani? May this not wake up any lesbian tendencies in me!

Thrawn is also some kind of Yandere in this one.

You stand to attention, your whole body tense under her hard gaze.

So much of her mannerism is similar to your Grand Admiral, you wonder who influenced who. And her gaze is as sharp and shines the same cold intelligence deep into her shiny rubies. You hoped to find the same paternalist gentleness Thrawn bestowed upon you under his mentorship but she looks like she could kill you any second.

“So… Another one.” Ar’alani finally says after fixing you in complete silence for several minutes.

You purse your lips, not uttering a word, standing still.

“Why you?” She asks.

“Why… Am I here?” You mutter, you’d hoped Thrawn would have told her why because he sure didn’t tell you. “I do not know Ma’am.”

She looks at you up and down and sighs. She’s not happy.

“Please tell me no more of you will follow.”

“I do not think so.” You try to ease her mind.

“Good. I do not run an orphanage or a daycare and Thrawn keeps sending me lost puppies. He better lose that habit quickly.”

“Someone else was sent to you?” You ask surprised.

“Yes. You must know him well, you used to work alongside each other. Eli'van'to joined us three years ago.”

“Eli’s here?!” You exclaim.

She looks at you black for daring to raise your voice in her presence. On your end you were persuaded Eli died three years ago, he vanished so suddenly and left no traces. All his friends back at the Empire mourned him and you know Thrawn sent flowers to his parents. You mourned him too as an esteemed colleague, you were not close enough to call each other friends but knowing a familiar face here will help you tremendously.

“Remember me your name.” she demands, a questis in her hand.

You tell her again, trying to enunciate it clearly for her foreign ears.

“It is bound to change here, do not be surprised. What was your position in the Empire?”

“I was a Captain.” 

“You will be a Lieutenant Commander.”

“Oh…” Your shoulders lower, disappointed.

“Is that a problem for you?” She taunts.

“No, no! It’s perfect, Ma’am!” You get a grip of yourself.

“I am not in the obligation to give you a job, even less in the Navy.”

“I know Ma’am, thank you Ma’am.” You bow lightly.

She really is pissed, you think.

On her end she looks at you intently, dissecting you to atoms under her shiny gaze. She knows the fixing and silence makes you uncomfortable but she will observe you as she please. She knows why Ivant was sent, but you? No intel, no info from Thrawn, you simply appeared at the border of the Ascendancy one day with a message to deliver personally to the Supreme Admiral on behalf of her great friend. But it was clear Thrawn intended for you to remain in the Ascendancy after that. But why? What perks could you bring to the Ascendancy?

You don’t look like much. Average as so many other warriors.

But Thrawn saw something in you, something worthy of the Ascendancy. And it is her duty and honor to discover what it is.

She tuts and takes out a flash drive of her questis.

“Take this, any info you'll need is in it. We will start by intense sessions of Cheuhn to get you up to speed.”

“Alright, ma'am.”

“Any questions ?”

“No ma'am.” You quickly assure. 

“Good. You're dismissed.”

You stand to attention again and exit her office. 

Her gaze remains where you were standing. You seemed to have a good accent for Cheuhn, she could hear it in your voice. Your face wasn't as displeasing to look out for a human too, which is quite rare for a species lacking ridges. 

She shakes her head, what is she thinking ? She buries herself back into work and promptly forgot about your existence. 

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You cross paths again one day in the mess hall for officers of the Vigilant, she came to speak to Eli, or Ivant here, about the current mission. You were laughing together, a cup of caccoleaf in hand when you felt a breath on the back of your neck and an imposing presence looming over you. 

“Ivant, I need your report.” She spoke in Cheuhn.

“I’m currently writing it. You will receive it in less than two hours, Admiral.” He responds in the same language, excluding you.

“Those maneuvers were out of the ordinary and I never encountered them in the Archives. We shall prepare accordingly.” 

“Oh!” You exclaim “I did! They remind me of a certain species in the Empire.” You announce in Cheuhn.

They both look at you like you just started screaming in their face. You are not supposed to speak and understand Cheuhn this well already. But you spoke flawlessly, with minute errors and one of the best accents that she ever heard for a beginner. 

As she predicted.

“Did… Did I say something wrong?” You start worrying, facing their expressions.

She recovers her mask of sterness in less than a second once the initial shock passes. She didn’t plan for you to already speak that well, she counted on several other months of confidentiality with her Chiss officers on the bridge but you already reached that level.

She doesn’t show it but she’s quite impressed. Even Ivant, with his advanced knowledge of Si Bisty took more time to learn the language.

“No, you spoke well.” She ceremoniously admits, “You said those strategies were familiar to you?”

“I encountered something similar in my early years at the Empire.”

“Do you think they could be members of the same species?” She investigates.

“No, surely not. But their thinking mechanics are strikingly similar.” You inform.

She takes a minute to think, her chin between two fingers. Eli takes a sip of his drink, his gaze traveling between you two.

“You will come to my office after your shift and teach me all you know about them.” She finally orders, “I want to crush that problem before they become a real threat to the Ascendancy.”

“Ma’am yes Ma’am.” You confirm.

“So, is everything well for you two?” She inquires.

Is she trying to small talk? She surprises herself. The question just escaped her when she laid eyes on you again. The black uniform suits you way better than this atrocious green.

“Oh, yes, I think?” You chuckle a bit embarrassed, “The rest of the crew have not adopted me yet but they slowly relax in my presence, I suppose.” 

“I’m good.” Eli placidly responds, finishing his cup.

“Very well.” She responds and turns her heels.

Why did she ask that? What’s it with her? That’s not her problem. You don’t need her hovering over your shoulder to assimilate to the crew, you’re an adult.

Because Thrawn wouldn’t let it go if he ever realized you both weren’t welcomed while you were clearly an important addition to the Chiss arsenal.

That’s why.

Obviously.

No other possible reason.

And she’s clearly eager to learn what you have to teach her to better protect her people.

That’s why her heart fluttered for a semi-second when she ordered you to come see her tonight.

No other possibilities.

Of course! Why else?

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Ar’alani raises an eyebrow at you.

You’re standing with two cups in hand and a nice, but tensed, smile on your face as she gauges you.

“I thought… You would need it considering the advanced hour?” You try to explain.

That’s not what tickles her.

What she wants to know is how you learned it was her favorite drink.

When did you notice it?

“I shouldn’t have?” you ask, gulping wondering if you made an error.

“No.” She finally says. “It is a nice attention.”

She takes the cup and drinks a sip to ease your tension. Exactly how she likes it, how did you know?

You sigh of relief.

“I thought I offended you for a second.”

“Well it is not quite standard for a Lieutenant Commander to bring her Admiral a drink when they are about to discuss planning strategies.” She notes.

“Oh…” Your shoulders lower, “I used to bring Grand Admiral Thrawn his favorite when he invited me to strategize.”

She frowns for a second. Why do you feel the need to speak about your former superior? You are with the Chiss now! This is where your allegiance should go, not your former Empire. You better remember it, or she…

She shakes her head. You’re nostalgic, of course. 

“He must have appreciated the gesture.” She slowly nods, remembering her friend in the cafe when she celebrated her promotion.

“I hope so.” Your cheeks heat up suddenly.

She didn’t miss that.

And, somehow, she doesn’t like that.

“What can you tell me about them?” She refocuses the conversation on your present problem.

The black suits you so much better she notices again!

She listens to you explaining the strategies but she can’t help her gaze going back to your profile, your features illuminated by the blue light of the holographic map. Your face really isn’t displeasing to look at…

For an alien, of course!

You could never compare to Chiss beauty standards, she’s just trying to be nice.

She’s just trying to find a good aspect to you, you’re bound to live close to her now, she better find some perks in the situation.

No possible other explanations.

“Admiral?” You ask, bringing her back to reality. “Are you listening?”

“My excuses.” She berates herself, “I was deeply thinking.”

“About what?” you ask, curious.

If you were offended to talk in the void you don’t show it, nice little you.

“About why Thrawn felt the need to send you to us.”

“Oh, well! If you find out why, please tell me!” You chuckle.

Oh that is such a sweet sound…

She quite likes it.

Quite a lot in fact, could you laugh again?

Just one more time.

Just for her…

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Ar’alani is frozen in place. On the other side of the room she observes you hugging Ivant tight. 

For some reason it ties her stomach in knots and angers her tremendously.

She excuses herself to Wuttrow and walks towards you with a death stare.

“Fraternization is forbidden on my ship!” She exclaims with her commending voice, resonating in the entire room.

That’s an outrageous lie, she couldn’t care less if her warriors entered relationships. She takes pleasure at seeing you two jumps and separate hurriedly, squirming under her burning gaze. She likes making you feel little and submit to her, and that display of obedience is… quite pleasant.

“Are you two animals to behave like this?!” She insists.

Again, lies. People hug everyday on her ship, but she doesn’t like you getting close to Ivant.

Granted, he’s the only other human here and you might want to feel close to the only other individual of your kind, but you’re in the Ascendancy now, under her cares and rules.

And she just ruled that she doesn’t like you hugging him.

“Ivant, I expected intel on the advancement of your mission an hour ago!” She orders.

She did not, and never asked that of him. He tenses up, ready to ask something but swallows up his next words when they lock eyes.

Now is not the time to argue with Admiral Ar’alani.

So he bows his head lightly.

“I’m on it Admiral.” And he walks away, hurriedly.

You’re alone in front of the dragon now.

She turns back to you, head low, awaiting your sentence for “breaking the rules”. She can see how embarrassed you are, she reads bodies like a pro, and nothing escapes her sharp gaze.

You are mortified.

You do look cute like that…

“Do you have any excuses for your behavior?” She demands. 

“We were not fraternizing.” You try, “Eli… Ivant is just a good friend. I needed a little comfort.”

“We have therapists for that.” She cruelly hammers home.

“I… I did not know.” You admit.

“You should have. What good can you do if you don't even know the most basic rules here?”

“I am sorry Admiral. It won’t happen again.” You lower your head deeper.

“Do you think it is enough for me to pardon such an infringement?”

You raise your head hesitantly, looking up to her, towering over you with her grand stature.

She is absolutely terrifying when angry.

She sees fear in your shaky figure.

Good.

You look good like that.

It looks appropriate to her, her ordering and you obeying without a second guess.

“No…?” You respond softly, trying to ease her anger.

“Do you have an idea of how to repair your error?”

“A sentence?” 

“Yes… Or we could arrange things together.” She proposes with a thin layer of venom sugarcoating her words.

“How?” You ask with tremors in your voice.

Is it how you act when you are flustered? That’s interesting.

Do you moan in the same fashion?

Well she will have to discover for herself.

She places one hand beside your head against the wall, forcing you to take a step back, blocking you against the wall.

“... Ma’am?” You ask, completely lost and terrified.

Your heat signals are all over the place. Your face heats up like a fuming pot, as well as your body locked in a fight or flight response. You clearly don’t know how to react.

She slowly gets closer to you, devouring you with her shiny rubies. She’s that close to licking her lips, but she has more self-control than that.

She authorizes her gaze to lower on your lips however.

“Ma’am?” You squeal.

Your lips are mere centimeters away. You can feel her breath on yours, and you gasp, your heart skipping a beat. 

What she's doing goes completely against what she just told you, but she is the Admiral, she has privileges ! 

She seizes your chin between her fingers to tilt your head and when she's about to savor your lips for the first time-

“Admiral ? We ‘re receiving communication from the ship Chimaera.”

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“Good day, Lieutenant Commander Vanto.” Thrawn salutes politely

Ar’alani feels Ivant tensing up next to her.

Thrawn and sociability… Always have been and always will be a piece!

Thank the Warrior for him he saluted her better than that, his gaze then travels to you, a little behind her shoulder.

“Good Day to you too, Lieutenant Commander (F/n)”

“Welcome, Grand Admiral.”

She starts.

She felt the warmth and the smile in your voice.

You never spoke to her like that. She never heard such a tone coming from you.

She turns her head ever so slightly to observe you from the side.

You are radiant, smiling with your eyes fixed on him.

Are you…

No.

No, you couldn’t!

Your Empire is xenophobic, surely you couldn’t….

But you look at him with so much… Love.

Her stomach sinks instantly. You never looked at her the same.

And somehow it pains her immensely. Even though she’s not sure why…

“I need to speak to you urgently, Admiral.” Thrawn calls back to her.

“Indeed, we do, Grand Admiral. Of a lot of things and in depth.” She responds, her burning gaze going back on her long lost friend.

They have a lot of things to talk about.

Urgently.

“How are they doing?” Thrawn asks suddenly after at least two hours of strategizing.

They are both alone in Thrawn’s office, his gaze didn’t leave the holomap, deeply focused. In fact they were right in the middle of another discussion, prompting her to raise her head to him when he changed subject so suddenly.

“They are doing well.” She coldly respond.

“Vanto?” 

“He mastered Cheuhn without too much difficulty, he is a good officer, giving and receiving orders with a sharp mind. Quick and effective. I do not have a complaint about him.”

“(F/n)?”

Did he just snigger? 

She frowns at him, but his gaze is fixated on the map, with a still and serious expression. She relaxes a little.

“Well, to be absolutely honest she questions orders and is terribly clumsy. We needed to allocate her several different roommates because she couldn’t keep one more than one week. She is shy and let people walk over too easily, I always have to watch over her to not let her get eaten up. She still isn’t accepted by the rest of the crew and needs to be oriented constantly, the only thing she has for her is that she tries so hard to please others that she is pitiful. I do not know how she could lead forces back then and don’t know how she will now if I constantly have to watch her, I do not know why you embarrass me with her but she’s more of a burden than anything else for now.”

She goes harder than she needs to, but she also needed to get it off her chest!

“I knew you would be crazy about her.”

Okay, she clearly heard a snigger this time!

She shoots him with her gaze only to see him looking at her with sparkly eyes.

“I take it that I choose her well.”

“You… What?!” She demands, incredulous.

“You heard me well. I see you are plenty entertained and occupied as you like to be.”

“I do not need to be occupied by a child.”

“She is no child. And you know it, you would have destituted her of her rank by now otherwise.”

True.

But still, why does he mock her?

“Am I to understand you chose her for me and not for the good of the Ascendancy?”

“Those two goals are intertwined. I just thought my dearest friend would love a pet for herself to entertain her during her long campaigns.”

She gauges him up and down, almost like a curious cat.

“... As she entertained me.”

They lock eyes and she realizes, maybe for the first time, that they are one and the same. Sharing a mutual understanding, the discussion ends and they refocus on the topics at hand.

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You look at the Chimaera in silence, hands clasped in your back like he does. And so does she.

“Do you miss him?” she asks out of the blue, placing herself next to you.

“Yes…” You confess.

“We will see him again.” She comforts you.

“May you be right, Ma’am.”

“He will not die. Not him.”

“True, he is not the type to be killed off without a fight.” You admit.

She looks at the Chimaera too, imagining Thrawn giving his orders, leading his troops to battle. Did you obey him as eagerly as you did her? Did you follow him blindly with those big eyes full of love and admiration? Did you hope to be discreet?

Because he clearly caught you.

Unbeknownst to you he sent you as a present for her. For her to hug and kiss, maybe to break you ultimately…

The Chimaera shudders and disappears suddenly, passing in hyperspace.

“Now, we have work to do.” She proclaims.

“Yes, Ma’am.” You respond and follow her obediently.

She smiles to herself, hiding from you.

She will have you. In one way or another she will take you attention off Thrawn and refocus it on herself.

In one way or another you will look up to her with those big eyes full of love as you did to him.

She promises herself that.

And she cannot wait…

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[antiyourwokehomophobia2]

proper works by lgbt authors that aren't annoying definitely fly under mainstream radar. and generally i think it's also bc if a gay person writes something that caters to other homosexual audiences, it instantly becomes niche/underground bc let's be honest here, straights and spicy straights can't stomach proper works by homosexual (hell even bisexual) people. that's why everything that's sanitised and whitewashed and q*eered up to a marketable medium is more popular. That my main grudge against mainstream gay lit. Like all those lesbian romances, where the most butch woman people can handle is a pretty, skinny, white with long hair, and just wearing a leather jacket and some boots idk, no one is properly lesbian, but just a woman who happened to fall for a woman, just this time etc. Mainstream gay romance is either depraved or sanitised, written by women etc. But mostly it's this vague q*eer characters. Like no, im sure this is a straight romance, i doesn't turn gay simply bc the woman is nb.

and like the most annoying part is that this half assed stuff gets printed and paraded as representation. so people look at me like ive gone mad when i say that good interesting gay and lesbian representation is till rare. like " wdym there's the whole book stand for pride month in this big chain bookshop" and the stand in question contains contemporary books only, half of which is Heartstopper, Hanya Yanagihara, Rainbow Rowell and They both die in the end series etc. They literally don't even put any old time gay lit out there. Even books like Colour Purple i have to dig out in foreign lit section. They are not even that old or problematic, just...not as marketable ig. I feel like opposite, it feels like erasure and appropriation.

even this whole shit with RS is upsetting simply because i still remember what a joy it was to see women in love in a mainstream cartoon. Bubbline relationship, that Ruby x Sapphire wedding was revolutionary for mainstream kids media. It paved the way to the more open depictions like She-Ra or ToH etc. I still remember times when there was none. It feels like a 100 steps back now. An it's annoying that RS treats the backlash like oppression and still claiming to have made representation...

God, you're so real. I really have issue with ambigous "queer" characters. If they're bi then just say that and don't market your book as some gay masterpiece. I hate reading books marketed as gay and then the character shows interest in the opposite sex. The state of gay lit is abyssmal.

[kinaesthetiqueer]

FNDM Creator Bio

Name: kina, they/them, not beating the cat kid allegations since the aughts, allegedly old enough to know better- whatever that means, none gender left lesbian, more identities that start with 'a' than you can shake a stick at, cringe AND free, tyvm

AO3: ➡kinaesthetique ⬅

i mainly write but i like to draw too! my art can be found at #kina draws. i vary between goofy doodles to serious fic scenes to silly memes.

Favorite Characters i can talk about for at least an hour straight: Nora (number one best girl in my heart!!!), Fox, Blake, Ruby, Weiss, Yang, Neo, Winter, Ren, Pyrrha, Coco, Penny, Qrow

Favorite ships: Nordic Winter, Valkos, Renora, Nordic Winter Victory, Nuts n Dolts, Thunderchrome, Bees Schnees, Monochrome, Freezerburn, Whiterose, Renorarc, Arkos, Bumbleby, JNPR Berries (the colors or lack thereof mean nothing i was just having fun with the editor and i ran out of colors)

Favorite tropes: supernatural additions to canon, [playing very carefully within the bounds of the Sandbox And Its Implications], canon divergences, [expands on something canon didn't have time for], [interprets one-off line way too seriously], found family, [damn we should probably go to therapy. anyway. the horrors.], strangers to friends to lovers, sloooooooooow burn, mutual pining, "we don't have Time for Romance but it doesn't stop the Yearning"

Self recommendation: i think On the Run from Tomorrow is a great introduction to my writing, though it can be a little rough on your tissue box! (i also like to rec it because i like people to be unwell about it with me.) if you're more into high stakes supernatural fluff, then her pulse in my throat is definitely where it's at! all my writing is pretty good though, if it's your cup of tea! it's certainly is mine. <3

Creator’s note: my biggest upfront boundaries are that i don't accept requests, suggestions, or unsolicited critiques or creative direction. i reserve that kind of input for my close friends or when i [very rarely] ask for it. being rude is a very quick way to my block list! i'm here for a good time, i'm enjoying myself immensely & i will defend that.

i'm happy to chat via tumblr dms and make new friends! askbox is open always too. i love answering questions no matter how mundane or silly. i'm pretty laid back and silly as a person, but sometimes i get overwhelmed by too many comments or messages at once. i'll get back to you eventually. ;u;

i had a lot of fun writing for the @remnants-of-rwby-events inaugural fic exchange! definitely proved i can be unwell about any characters given enough time to cook up something suitable! it also reminded me that the rwby brainrot (affectionate) is terminal and i am utterly incapable of writing one-shots. rip in pieces.

looking forward to future events! :3

[gotylocks]

Willow Ep. 5- "Wildwood"

I feel like this episode was the first one that threw the standard fantasy vibe out the window and it was the right choice. If you're going into this show expecting LOTR or GOT, you're gonna be disappointed, but I love it. From the moment the driving rock guitar kicks in and the chase is on, it's clear this is a show more interested in fun than being deadly serious, and I realized how much it reminds me of A Knight's Tale (which rules).

But that's not really what I want to write about. Something that drives me crazy in shows is when characters refuse to just communicate with each other, and this is the episode that deals with that. Over the first 4 episodes, everyone had secrets they were keeping, and now while some secrets are intact, many others are brought into the open in a way that brings the party closer. This was the first time it felt like the party actually likes each other, which was very nice.

While a lot of stuff happens, I think this episode hinges on Kit and Jade's relationship more than the others. You have the intense emotional outburst from Kit when she's scared for Jade's safety (with Ruby Cruz letting out some absolutely heartbreaking screams of Jade's name), but then you have the truth plums bringing out both of their repressed feelings at long last.

This episode also recontextualizes the kiss from the first episode. That was their first kiss, given in a moment of passion, but Kit did it thinking she wasn't going to see Jade again. This is a big deal because it's been hanging over them ever since, neither one of them wanting to deal with what it meant for them. It is clear from episode 1, scene 1, these girls are crazy about each other, but I read it as neither of them understand that yet.

The way this is slowly developed, oddly enough at first, through Kit's discussions with Elora, is wonderful because it actually moves the romance with Jade forward while also giving us the first look at a real friendship with Elora. They are adorable while trying to get out of their cell and I can't wait for more.

Kit and Jade, in the woods, putting their honest feelings out into the open is huge. You feel the weight of their years of friendship, the fear that Kit has to admit how badly she needs Jade in her life to the point she is crying, the relief Jade has as she finally confesses her love. The incredible tension between them as they inch closer and closer, desperate to kiss but scared to finally take that step together, reminds me of a lyric by Pom Pom Squad (who also provided the cover of "Crimson and Clover" for this episode):

"I need you closer and you're not even an inch away" - Red With Love

The interruption at the hands of the trolls is frustrating, but it means that when they're finally reunited, nothing is going to stop that kiss from happening again and it's going to be awesome.

Kit and Jade are giving me the type of lesbian romance story I've always wanted and episode 6 can't get here soon enough.