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iamnotoriginalphil · 4 years

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That agatha harkness fic made me gayer ebekebkejekeks could u write a smut of her if that's cool with you? A agatha x female! Maybe reader finds out who agnes really is and what her plan with Wanda is (bonus is reader is also a witch and just wants to do good lmao and not get on Wandas bad side) and gets really angry with agatha for going to far with wandas twins and the two fight in the basement until agatha shuts her up with a kiss turning into a heated make out and they basically fuck it out?👀👀 because they do love one another just angry lmaoo (If your done with that)

Ahaha, everything about Agatha makes me super gay. I hope you like this one too.

To say that living in Westview had been a wild ride would be an understatement. You’d arrived when the sheer amount of power had called to you, guiding you to the small town in New Jersey. You’d barely managed to get through the barrier with your mind intact. Finding a 1950s sitcom was not what you’d been expecting. Realising one of the Avengers was at the heart of the whole thing was even more unexpected.

Finding the legendary Agatha Harkness staking out her territory was the most mind blowing part in the entire situation,

You hadn’t meant to stay so long, not when you’d realised what you’d stumbled in on. You had no interest in coming between two powerful witches that far outclassed you. But still, something kept you from leaving.

You tried to tell yourself it had nothing to do with the dark witch with the ice blue eyes. There was only so long that lie could last.

You’d grown up hearing the stories about the power she held, the things she’d done, the way she should be feared. You hadn’t expected the magnetism you felt towards her, nor the way she took you under her wing. You might not have agreed with her plan but you couldn’t help wanting to be by her side. Not that you were going to tell her that.

In all the warnings you’d been given, not a single one had been about not falling in love with Agatha Harkness.

You thought you’d be able to put aside what she was doing with Wanda. If you ignored it then it didn’t have to exist. Until it did.

You caught the moment Agatha presented Sparky to Wanda’s boys. Watching their faces crumple had you clutching at the window sill until your knuckles turned white. You turned away from the window, not wanting to watch anymore. You stayed in the kitchen, staring at the boiling kettle until you heard the front door open and close. Her footsteps retreated down the basement steps. You gritted your teeth, knowing you couldn’t stand by anymore and watch her torture children, even if they weren’t real. You gave her a couple more seconds before you slipped downstairs.

She was standing, reading from one of her books, her hand almost absentmindedly moving through the air. Purple smoke curled around her fingers like a lover caressing her skin. You hovered on the fringes, watching her. You worried your lower lip between your teeth, your hands wringing together.

“Are you going to keep standing there, hon, or are you going to come in?”

You jumped when she spoke. You shouldn’t have been surprised. She always seemed to know exactly where you were. You took a step into the circle. She turned to you, a smile already on her face. It made your heart skip a beat.

“Something on your mind, darling?” she asked.

“I don’t like what you did with Sparky,” you said, “you went too far this time.”

“It’s all part of the plan. There’s nothing to be concerned about,” she said, brushing you off.

“I thought the plan was to find the source of Wanda’s power, not mess with her kids,” you said, “I didn’t sign up for hurting children.”

“Those kids are a part of her,” she said, “they don’t actually exist. No real kids were harmed in the making of this episode.”

“It doesn’t feel that way,” you said.

Her book closed with a snap and she turned on her heels. You were surprised to see her jaw clenched and her eyes harden as they took you in. You lifted your chin, not willing to back down on this. You had no interest in hurting any innocent bystanders.

“I’m not sure I liked the person I saw tonight.”

She took a step towards you. For the first time you saw the threatening aura you’d been warned about time and time again. Your fists clenched, your nails digging into the palm of your hands.

“No one has asked you to like me,” she said, “you signed up for this when you agreed to help me.”

“Well, maybe I made a mistake then,” you said.

She froze. You took a step towards her, hating the way her whole demeanour had turned cold.

“I’m not saying don’t do what you have to with Wanda. Just leave the kids out of it,” you said.

“You are not in charge here,” she snapped.

“I know I’m not,” you replied, “but if you want my help the least you could do is this one thing.”

She growled low in her throat, stepping into your personal space. You could see the power gathering in her hands. You flinched back, knowing how vulnerable you were. There was nothing you could do when encircled by her runes. She took another step, forcing you to take another back.

She advanced on you until your back hit the rough stone wall. A squeak left your lips. You looked up into her eyes, frozen by the ice you saw in them. She bared her teeth at you.

“Maybe you should leave then,” she snarled. For a moment her harsh gaze flickered, just enough to see some other unnamed emotion behind her mask. You wished you could figure out what it was. And just like that it was gone again, nothing but ice remaining.

“If that’s what you want, then fine. I’ll go,” you said.

“Why are you still here then?” she asked.

“Because you have to say it. You have to say ‘I want you to leave me and never come back’. Otherwise I won’t know it’s what you really want,” you replied.

Her mouth opened then hung there, waiting. The seconds ticked by. You waited for the words to come out of her mouth.

“Well?” You hated how harsh you sounded.

Instead of responding she surged forward, her hands slamming into the wall either side of your head. You jumped, your eyes dragging up to find hers. She snarled at you and it shouldn’t have sent a shot of desire through your body but it did.

“There’s no point staying if you don’t want to be here,” she said.

“I never said I didn’t want to be here,” you snapped, “you’re the one saying that.”

Her brow wrinkled. You pressed your hands against the rough brick wall, steadying them.

“I don’t want to leave,” you said.

You weren’t expecting her to lean forward and capture your lips with hers. You gasped into her mouth. She drew back, staring at you with wide eyes. You blinked at her, waiting for her to say something. When she didn’t you surged forward, wrapping your arms around her neck, pressing your body to hers and kissing her with as much emotion as you could.

She grabbed your hips in a vice like grip, pushing you back against the wall. You made a needy little noise in the back of your throat as you wound your fingers in her hair, kissing her like she was the air you breathed. Her tongue swiped along your bottom lip until you gave her entrance.

Her hands slid up your body, leaving fire in the wake of her trailing fingers. You shivered, trying to press closer to her. The warmth of her magic surrounded you, pinning you back against the wall, an immovable force keeping you there while her hands wandered higher and higher. You whined into her mouth. She nipped at your lower lip, almost playful. Your fingers tightened in her hair and it was as if you’d unleashed something in her.

She cupped your breasts, squeezing at the supple flesh. She tugged on your lip with her teeth before moving down the column of your neck. Your head fell back, your eyes slipping closed as her fingers found your cloth covered nipples. She was harsh as she twisted, the pain and pleasure mingling into a haze in your head. It was too much. It wasn’t enough.

She gave a sharp suck to your pulse point, her tongue soothing over it. She pushed her hands up your shirt, trailing over bare skin. You lifted your arms, letting her tear it off you, quickly followed by your bra.

She pinched at your nipples, rolling them between thumb and forefinger. You were a gasping mess, barely able to catch your breath. Her teeth sunk into your shoulder. You grabbed at the hem of her shirt, tugging on it, wanting to see her bare before you. It might kill you with how beautiful she was but it was a risk you were willing to take.

She let you pull the shirt from her body, dropping it to the floor beside you. Your fingers tripped along her ribs, sliding around to catch the bumps of her spine. One of her hands grasped your thigh, the other following suit. She hoisted you up, your legs wrapping around your waist. You tugged on the end of her hair. She growled into your skin, her teeth skimming over the sensitive expanse. You tugged again until she looked up at you.

You kissed her, your teeth clashing together as your tongues fought for dominance. You hummed into her mouth, tightening your legs around her until it felt like you might crush her. She dug her fingers into the flesh of your ass, leaving bruises to be found later.

You couldn’t stop yourself from nipping at her lower lip.

She pressed her lips under your jaw, trailing down. You pulled on her hair until she was looking at you, blue eyes bright. You kissed her deeply, your nails scratching down her back. She let out a frustrated growl as she palmed at your ass, her fingers catching on your belt loops.

“Take them off,” you demanded.

“What was that?” she asked.

“Take the damned things off,” you huffed.

She let you down, her hands grasping the waistband of your trousers. One of your hands slid down from her shoulders until you gently cupped one of her breasts. You ran your thumb over her nipple, feeling it pebble under your touch. Her chest arched into your hand, her breath growing rapid. You lent forward, capturing the other in your mouth.

“Fuck,” she mumbled.

You glanced up, watching her head tip back. One of her hands buried in your hair while the other ran along the skin of your lower stomach. You grasped her hips, spinning the two of you around, slamming her body against the wall. She let out a surprised breath.

You kneeled, pulling her trousers down with you. She stepped out of them, kicking them to the side. You didn’t hesitate to pull her leg over your shoulder. Your teeth sunk into the vulnerable skin of her inner thigh, marking her as yours. Her fingers tightened in your hair painfully.

“Stop fucking teasing,” she hissed.

Looking up you found her watching you, pupils blown wide, lips kiss swollen, and hair wild. She’d never looked so beautiful.

The first touch was tentative. Hearing a soft groan, you dove in. You lapped at her entrance, enjoying the way her fingers twisted in your hair, pulling you closer. The taste of her on your tongue was the only thing that mattered to you.

You wrapped your lips around her bundle of nerves, giving an experimental suck. She made a high pitched noise, trembling against you. You moaned and she pulled you closer, profanities falling from her lips. You gave a harsh suck, wanting her to fall apart.

Instead she pushed you off her, hard enough for you to fall on your ass. She fell to her knees, straddling your lap. She grabbed the waistband of your pants, tearing them off your body. She pressed one hand to the centre of your chest pushing you down. You stared up at her as she straddled your waist, leaning forward to kiss you again.

You grasped her hips, gasping into her mouth as her fingertips ran over your nipples, barely there. You arched towards her but her fingers were already moving on, caressing down your body. Her mouth began to travel downwards, nipping at you here and there.

Her fingers ran through your folds. You arched up, hold tightening on her hips. Her tongue flicked over your nipple. You slipped your hands around until you found her warmth, mirroring her actions. Her hips rutted against you.

She began to slowly circle your clit, your own hand following suit. Her lips attached to your neck again. Your legs fell open and she straddled one of your thighs. You let your finger graze over her bundle of nerves. She nipped at your pulse point as her hips ground down. Her own finger pressed down on your clit until you were crying out.

You pushed two fingers into her, watching as her head fell back. You pumped your fingers into her, setting a hard and fast pace. You loved the way your name fell from her lips like a prayer.

In retaliation she pushed her own fingers into you, curling within you. Your pace stuttered. She grinned down at you as your hips thrust up to her, looking for her touch. You ground your palm against her clit, watching the smile slip from her face with a gasp.

You could feel the coil within you tightening as she worked your body like a pro. You were holding on, refusing to let go until she did first. She must have been having the same kind of thoughts because although she was grinding down on your hand with abandon she wasn’t falling over the edge.

And then she added a third finger. There was nothing you could do. She filled you so perfectly and you couldn’t hold it back. You came, your hips bucking against her. You’d never felt something as intense as that, pleasure coursing through your veins.

She stared down at you, her own hips moving in a fast rhythm atop you. You didn’t have a chance to come back to yourself before she joined you with a scream. All you could do was watch as her face contorted with pleasure and her breathing stopped. You were so enchanted by her.

As her breathing steadied she lent forward, pressing her forehead against yours. Your eyes closed while your arms wrapped around her waist, pressing her body flush against yours. She chuckled.

“I wasn’t expecting that from you, doll,” she murmured.

“You can’t say you haven’t noticed how I feel about you,” you said, “I didn’t think I was being very subtle.”

“I meant the arguement,” she said, “the sex was an added bonus.”

You laughed, gently pushing her up. She sat up, still straddling your leg. You followed suit, keeping your arms loosely wrapped around her waist.

“I suppose this is as a good time as any to tell you I’m in love with you,” you said.

She cupped your cheek, pulling you in for a kiss. It was soft and sweet and took your breath away. You melted against her.

“I love you too,” she said.

“So you don’t want me to leave?” you asked, trying to keep the smirk from your face.

“Never,” she replied.

You kissed her again, making her a promise you were only too happy to keep.

Tags: @paulawand

#agatha harkness #agatha harkness imagine #agatha harkness x you #agatha harkness x reader #kathryn hahn

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sonofanumbranwitch · 4 years

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LGBT+ Headcanons for the Phantom Thieves

So I beat the final and post game bosses for Persona 5 Strikers yesterday so to celebrate I want to make a post I’ve wanted to do for a while now. I’m always of the mind that anything can be improved by making it gayer so I have my whole set of LGBT headcanons for the Phantom Thieves. Because the idea of rebellious LGBT kids fighting the evils of society speak to me on a near religious level.

1. So I am very much a “I am Joker” kind of role-player. So my Joker, like me, is gay. He is very much in love with a certain lovable blond beef cake on the team. And he hates it when a lovely lady confesses to him and he can’t just tell them that so they don’t blame themselves when he has turn them down. “YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL I SWEAR! I’M JUST A RAGING HOMOSEXUAL!”

2. Both Ryuji and Ann are Chaotic Bisexual tm. Ryuji definitely prefers girls, but he’s really attracted to anyone he thinks is pretty, like Joker. He’s shows his affection through physical touch mostly. Sitting next to Joker with an arm around him, casually resting his head on his shoulder. ALL OF THE CUDDLES! Ann prefers girls as well but she’s not opposed to relationships with men. That being said she is in a very committed relationship with her girlfriend Shiho. That “I love you” on top of the roof was actually a confession and I do not take criticism on this.

3. Yusuke is a transman. One of the things that really interests me about Yusuke is his expression of masculinity. His arcana is The Emperor which is usually associate with masculine qualities and Yusuke expresses his in a very loud but still soft way, so it made for an interesting idea to have him be trans showing there is no “right way” to project masculinity. He came out really young and this was one of those instances where Madarame shows he wasn’t a complete dirtbag by actually being supportive of Yusuke, and even helping him go on hormones and receive top surgery when he wanted it. If someone tries to misgender Yusuke the rest of the thieves practically have to be restrained. Haru definitely pulls out her axe and just stands there with a smile on her face that says, “misgender my friend again, and I’m going to identify as a problem.”

4. Makoto and Haru are the hard and soft lipstick lesbian couple of the group. They invoke a lot of Ruby and Sapphire energy, in that almost nothing gets done on their own because they’re too busy being wholesome and flirty with each other. When they started dating, after Haru broke off her engagement, Sugimura showed up on one of their dates enraged. He tried to grab Haru, and Makoto was not having any of that. She punched him so hard he lost a couple of teeth. When he ran away, Haru was just so overwhelmed with how hot Makoto was in that moment she just kissed her there for the first time and Makoto brain shut down for a few seconds.

5. I was going to have Futaba be asexual but there is, weirdly, a lot of dialogue where she is fascinated with Ann’s chest… so instead she’s a nonbinary lesbian. As far as pronouns Futaba doesn’t really have a preference. If she was really pushed, she’d say “either she/her or they/them, but whatever”. The hang-ups concerning gender just don’t interest them, so whatever you use they are pretty chill either way. But they do love some pretty girls, particularly red heads.

6. Goro is a trash-sexual. He identifies as trash, lived as trash, and died as trash.

7.Sumire is asexual however. She’s not really sex repulsed per say she just doesn’t feel interest in it. If her partner wanted to she could no problem but she would always prefer grabbing something to eat instead.

8. Sophia does lost of research to try and figure out where her connection to gender and sexuality lie. After doing a lot of soul searching on the matter she determines she is demisexual. She doesn’t really experience physical attraction until she develops a strong emotional attachment to someone.

9. Zenkichi has been around, lets just say. He’s a bisexual man, but he was never really able to act on his attraction to men when he was younger. And he thinks he might be past the point of dating given his career. The other thieves aren’t having this since they can see he wants to form a connection with someone, and also thinks Akane needs another parent in her life seeing at how busy he is. So he starts dating again, this time going to a few men only events to explore that aspect of himself more. Akane just tells him to find someone who makes him happy.

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kizzys · 4 years

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Starkid Rewatch: Black Friday 🎁

Let me just preface by saying the intro is absolutely chilling

curt's sniggle is so fucking adorable

They all are actually look at them

I don't know how to feel about the fact that I know the fucking wiggly jingle by heart

There they are - my emotional support paulkins

You're cutting into a heat of lettuce and oH shit a baby

I wanted a salad, but now I have a child

He will never invite "us" over again no labels my ass paul is her family

Can we talk about the way she looks at him here though, it's so fucking soft 🥰

The crowd goes wild as a wild dylan saunders appears

BuT wE aRe InTiMaTe

Thank you for your service. I didn't do it for you.

Okay

OKAY

Soulmate behavior

I still can't get over the fact that we got the softest version of paulkins in black friday

dylan's microexpressions in 'what tim wants' i'm going to cry

Also can we talk about how pretty the set looks

dylan just radiates dad energy

You can try telling me tom didn't adopt lex and hannah after all this i just won't believe you

HE HAS ARRIVED

Lexthan has my heart

They could have made ethan one of those cliche assholes whose only using lex and putting up with hannah but instead they made him soft and caring and the closest thing hannah has to an older brother/father figure to the point where he was ready to give his life to save them

So if ethan got the greyskull hat from a "powerful warrior" this technically means ethan has met or knows miss holloway

lex blowing kisses when ethan sings his part and ethan just bopping along/pretending to be paparazzi when lex does hers

We love a supportive couple

You're either in the smoke club or you're OUT

That better be fucking floss

linda monroe is a complete bitch BUT she can step on me please and thank you

That's called a bribe sir, and it's illegal...or it should be

I hope you don't get a wiggly, I hope you fucking die

'What do you say' is basically just a summary of shipping

curt is me watching my ship interact

sherman and gary are just holding hands and skipping in the background

corey you dropped this king 👑

'Our doors are open' is honestly the best song in black friday

It is to black friday what show stopping number is to tgwdlm

The grandeur, the drama, THE HIPS

So gary and linda have definitely fucked right

Get ready for audits! Audits up your ears! Audits in your yinyang! Audits in your wazoo!

Higarygoldsteinattorneyatlaw

RIGHT IN THE SUBPEONA

Feast or famine is a fucking masterpiece

The chorus part is visually stunning

The music to show me your hands playing when james' cop enters

The first thing ethan asks curt's shopper is if he's okay, pure soul

They kicked his head

His last act was to protect hannah and his last thought was of lex im crying

GIVE ME THAT FUCKING DOLL I'M IN A HURRY

I don't know if you wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna fuck with me miss monroe

The lighting here is incredible

And they both look very hot

Do you see him? Do you see him? Do you see him? Do you see him? Do you see him?

YES I FUCKING SEE HIM!

jaime in a suit is making me gayer

morris rocking the wiggly like a baby

They all went completely fucking feral in this scene its incredible

curt REALLY went for it

Hope you don't mind that I let myself in. Into the oval office?

The audience clapping after everything mcnamara says is honestly a mood

The positioning of the people in the background in monsters and men is amazing. cross and linda - evil; frank, becky and roberts shopper - people who have both light and dark in them; and lex and hannah - good

jingle jangle jingle jangle jingle jangle jingle jangle jingle jangle jingle jangle RING A LING DING

Is it just me or does jon's character look like he's there to fucking murder a child

I mean jeff has a full on beard and even he looks more like a teenager than jon does here

Santa claus is going to highschool: a hallmark-esque Christmas movie starring a bunch of teenagers

Jon's "highschooler":

'Take me back' makes me cry every time its so beautiful

This is such a soft moment

a ReD tRiCyClE

So john and lee are definitely husbands im not taking no for an answer

I've met God, he had nothing nice to say about you

She likes to be tall

'Do you want to play' is honestly such a creepy song

It gives me chills every time

[casually eats an apple in the middle of an evil speech]

Actually its not even an evil speech, cross may be evil but every word of his speech is fucking true

I can't be evil, I'm a status quo democrat

No john don't leave your husband

I'm honestly loving starkid's trend of calling america out on its bullshit

The fact that only the female sniggles have worn the antennae till now and then robert's sniggle is wearing one in 'made in america'

I'm thinking

This was the most creative thing ever and I gasped when I saw it

owen and curt walked so cross and howie could run

lex singing "should I never have wanted" during black friday and paul saying "it doesn't matter what I want" in let it out

Two crucial songs that are character defining points

I don't want your half baked sympathy, when did it save those in need?

Angela's performance of black friday honestly makes me cry every time

[eagle screeching]

They're all into fortnight dude!

An update in songs that make me cry every time - if I fail you

Especially the part where the music switches to 'what tim wants' and he starts singing about jane

Is this some kind of a jOooke?

I've said it before and I'll say it again - he will wiggle has THE horniest choreography in the history of starkid, and that is including all of mamd

Specifically whatever gary and curt's shopper are doing

becky barnes is a fucking badass

I know gary leaves with linda because jon and lauren needed to be in the next scene as paul and emma, but this technically means that gary escaped

tom and becky immediately hugging the girls once they're out of danger i'm soft for them

Can we talk about how paul and emma were basically ready to adopt tim

Wear a watch

Everyone else is looking at their hands during what if tomorrow comes, but paulkins are looking at each other 🥺

Yes I am back on my paulkins bullshit

I never left

Also paul, despite his deep hate for musicals, sings in 'what if tomorrow comes'. Do with this information what you will

I know the most probable scenario is that they all died in the end but I refuse to believe it

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gaawachan · 3 years

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Critical Role 135 Discord Convo (Topic: Shipping?)

Some pre-convo context: This conversation meandered a bit so there's a lot of stuff that may turn up in other conversations later; it was really late and so a lot of things were only briefly touched on.

Me: You know... people are gonna freak out if LoB doesn't just cave and romance Essek at this point. If he wasn't planning on doing so then his roleplay during the past few episodes is gonna cause backlash, I think.

Sibling: I think he was on the fence and then Matt was like, "Okay, I have to push this because I currently have plans to make Astrid a victim of Trent and/or the big bad of Caleb's arc."

Me: Certainly feels that way, lol. Matt's definitely the one that's been doing the pushing post-boat scene.

Sibling: Pretty much-- Matt has kept Essek near Caleb for every moment that he can

Me: (Caleb did tell Essek to stay close, lol) But in the past couple of episodes Liam's gone back to reciprocating. If he isn't planning on shipping it, he shouldn't do that.

Sibling: Despite Lucien's eyes. Oh for sure. I think he is though. Why else would LoB post stuff like *examples of LoB's twitter activity*? He doesn't egg on Astrid/Caleb shippers lol

Me: That's true.

Sibling: Plus, Essek is purple.

Me: Of course we weren't in the fandom when Vaxmore happened and then dropped, so we don't know if Liam did the same thing with that ship.

Sibling: God I hope not... C'mon, give us a bit of beeg yoshi

Me: Having watched half of season 1, I can say that there was way, waaaaaaaay less tension and such between Vax and Gilmore. Vax liked Shaun a lot, and Shaun was in love with Vax... but they had nothing in common, they didn't have any real theme/plot/setting/interest ties or anything. Just a vanilla relationship, like, they went out on lunch dates.

Sibling: It's funny because OTHER non-shippers came onto that ship-positive trend and started talking about Vaxmore and how more "real" it was. And I'm like, I feel like slow-burn romances are far more "real" than people hopping on each other as soon as that they get a chance (COUGH COUGH BEAUYASHA I'M SORRY COUGH). Don't disparage lunch dates, btw; there's nothing gayer than that.

Me: No, don’t get me wrong, I was actually about to post that "I can see why people like that because it feels realistic" The bigger problem with Vaxmore was simply that they didn't see Gilmore very often. I think Liam would have been more interested in continuing that ship if Gilmore had not been... well, the Pumat Sol of the campaign. Just not very relevant. This isn't the case for Essek; he is THE npc of this campaign, basically. He's more involved than any other NPC in either season. Side note: if C1 and C2 had happened concurrently, I'd have totally shipped Gilmore with Mollymauk.

Sibling: OH TOTALLY

Me: Lol

Sibling: Essek and Caleb have many interests in common, and Liam has CANONIZED Caleb's attraction to him, both intellectually and physically. They have expressed a desire to spend time together, platonically? to improve their craft. They have worked to improve with each other, speak with each other in a way that they don't with others-- not even people they're supposedly closer to. Essek has had a turn of his morals BECAUSE of Caleb's actions... What do other ships in this season have? Caleb and Astrid; they have shared misery and a past that stains ALL of their interactions. Maybe there is love left, but it would need a TON of work, and she is never onscreen long enough for that to be established. There's not really any tension aside from the viewers' "is this a villain" tension. Not even the dance felt good, it was transactional and there to hide information being exchanged and then they LEFT. Caleb and Eodwulf; Caleb said his forearms were hot, lol? But Eodwulf has even less time than Astrid, and hasn't even really piqued the rest of the cast's interest, in spite of Caleb's history with him. Caleb and Jester; Might have worked if JESTER WAS EVER INTERESTED IN HIM. AND SHE NEVER WAS AND STILL ISN'T. She was smitten with Fjord the moment she started projecting him onto Tusk Love lol. Caleb and Nott; I'm not touching this one Non-Caleb ships are like: Fjord and Jester; Sweet, predictable, pretty much how I pictured it being when it became canon. Jester being exactly the same and Fjord being openly affectionate. Maybe some priorities being changed around. Beau and Yasha; I'm NGL, I feel like they're together... because they're lesbians? And not because they actually have much in common aside from that? It's sweet, but if we're speaking purely from a like... chemistry standpoint? This one falls on its face. But, no, I'm sorry. Just because Caleb isn't literally devouring Essek's face whenever he's on screen (though he slobbers like he wants to whenever Essek uses Dunamancy), doesn't mean that the ship is "invisible". It's invisible to people who are only used to overt ships I guess But I'm sorry, I need to go back through and make a "Caleb slobbers over Essek doing magic" compilation. Because it doesn't exist yet, and yet it happens all the time lol And people are like "where attraction" RIGHT THERE, GUYS

Me: Speaking of Jester, actually. Jester's funny because early on she actually did tease/flirt with Caleb quite a bit... but then she stopped doing it. When? I'd say it happened right around the same time Caleb started having feelings for her, imo, after their waltz, when he said Astrid's name. Jester and Fjord were caged together in the Sour Nest and I think that, followed by the Fjord/Avantika arc, really sealed the deal for where her interests went. Also, Jester and Nott wrote that letter to Astrid, so by that point I think it's pretty safe to say that Jester not only was not interested in Caleb; she wasn't even interested in teasing/lightly flirting with him anymore. Also Caleb eyescrews Essek a lot... so yeah what are these people smoking? Even LoB, who has been wishy washy about the ship, has been pretty upfront about Caleb's interest in Essek.

Sibling: I don't think Widojest people want Caleb to be with someone happy and who makes him happy. Essek is not a happy man but Caleb's mood certainly seems to brighten whenever he shows up.

Me: I mean, there IS chemistry between Caleb and Jester but the issue is that the two characters view each other completely differently. She just doesn't see him that way. The other half of the equation is that Caleb tends to treat Jester as being more than just the cutesy trickster and a lot of the other cast members haven't really shown that? They tend to undermine her a lot actually. It's most obvious with respect to the Traveler. Caleb actually respects her relationship with Artagan. Other members of the group just hate him and have made it clear to her that they feel that way. That includes BOTH Fjord and Beau. Like if you compare the conversations she had with Fjord and with Caleb on Rumblecusp, it's night and day, but it doesn't matter because she just doesn't view Caleb as a prospective partner at all. She tends to frame their relationship in the same way several of the characters in the party frame their dynamics with Caleb. "I want to help him but I have no idea what the fuck to say or do." She'd still above average compared to the group at doing so but that's because of her mother's influence, not because she has feelings for him. Ngl, if I WERE to ship Caleb with someone other than Essek at this point I think I would pick Jester just because they have a mutual respect for each other. Oh oh here's an example. Okay, so Caleb's room for Jester in the tower right? It's very similar to her childhood room, but he deliberately "adults" it up, because he respects her as an adult. What was Fjord's gift to her in Rexxentrum? A child's toy. A unicorn statue. And that's cute and all, but... uh...

Sibling: A little infantilizing?

Me: Yes exactly, and it's the same way he behaves about her relationship with Artagan. One could easily argue that Fjord treats Jester sort of like she's the pixie girl stereotype, but that's just surface-level stuff about Jester. You'll notice that Fjord and Jester's conversations tend to lean cutesy and immature, but when Jester talks with Caleb, it's very often a thoughtful and deeper conversation, so I DO see why people ship it.

Sibling: I mean, but that's my problem with it. Maybe it's better than Fjorjester, but Liam doesn't lick his lips every single time Jester breathes too hard.

Me: Lol. Personally I think that part of the problem is that 1) Travis isn't comfortable with doing romance, and Fjord is awkward af, and 2) Jester/Laura has tried to get him to talk with Jester on a deeper level and it hasn't really been successful, and she's let some opportunities slip by, but Liam rarely passes up the opportunity to have a deeper conversation with other players, so he ends up having more serious conversations with Jester simply because Liam seeks out those conversations.

Sibling: Well Liam loves character romances. It's why his second character left as many options open to him as possible lol. It's the stark difference between Liam and Travis. Travis is only comfortable romancing his wife fictionally lol. Liam loves the way you can reexamine a character and reshape their ending with those choices and I think he's way more willing to just go "screw it, my character is horny AF for this wizard boy, what are you going to do Matt?" "my character is also horny for my party member, but it's probably unrequited, but I'm going to stick with it for character depth"

Me: Seriously though go back and rewatch the Rumblecusp conversations Jester had with Fjord and with Caleb. You could SEE it in Jester. Fjord was NOT saying anything she wanted or needed to hear. I thought she actually looked pretty hurt.

Sibling: Oh, I remember being like "well that was deflating" and it's why she kept asking people. She's looking for answers, and pretty much everyone pussyfooted around it becawuse she's such a cuwuty.

Me: Yes, props to Caleb for stepping up, even though he didn't give her the answer she wanted either. That's precisely the problem with her dynamics with other characters. They're too busy fawning over how cute she is and trying to shield her to get to anything much deeper.

Sibling: Whereas Caleb thought of her as a woman- someone he really liked, from... like super early on.

Me: Oddly the end result is that the non-stop shielding of Jester has inhibited Laura's ability to grow Jester as a character. Which has to be frustrating as a player.

Sibling: I think it probably has been. Especially because I think she wanted to explore how being in a romance would change her. She even hinted to that way earlier: "That's not at all how love is depicted in the books we read..." "You mean the porn books we read?"

Me: The character is rarely challenged and hasn't really been forced to change. She has changed in that she's matured from experience, but it's subtle and it isn't really acknowledged much. Nothing screamed this more than the climax of Traveler-con, where she was staring down the barrel of a monumental life-change and her cutesyness somehow convinced the planetar to be like... "fine, bye." Even MATT regretted that decision in the Talks afterward.

Sibling: Oh for sure! She just gets everything and you know what sucks? I think LAURA wanted Artagan to be taken. It would have devastated Jester but it would have forced her to change.

Me: Well actually, Laura said that she was going to offer to worship the Moonweaver instead of the Traveler if it meant she'd spare him punishment. When she said that, Matt's whole face just dropped; he was so upset that he wasted that opportunity, but that's the cost of treating Jester like she needs coddling. It's like... bro... she ax murders people... come on.

Sibling: She burns people to death with sacred flame and gets people lost in the woods by messing with road signs.

Me: She's been tortured and barely shows the trauma of it at all (can't believe that went unaddressed btw)... She can handle pushback... Like again, Caleb. Early on she butted heads with Caleb because she's a spoiled rich kid, but you'll notice that after offending him like that? She never did it again.

Sibling: Because she's a good person capable of introspection and changing her behavior to help people.

Me: It's a small thing but Jester actually became a better person precisely because Caleb didn't handle her with kid gloves.

Sibling: That even ties back to her dropping her flirting when "Astrid" was brought up.

Me: Yep

Sibling: ... Shadowgast is still better.

Me: Yep. I don't hate widojest and I think that of all the jester pairings it's probably the best, but of all the Caleb pairings Shadowgast is best.

Sibling: I mean, Shadowgast is best even by virtue of like... who else would you pair Essek with that he could still stick around the party for? He's only interested in Caleb lol. That's not to say he doesn't LIKE the rest of the cast, but back to the deep conversations thing...

Me: I've seen some people shipping Widojessek, lol.

Sibling: There's really only one person (and one group chat) where he had those sorts of opening up moments. Poor Fjord- just got a GF and people are already cucking him.

Me: Lol. Oh, man... Caleb and Essek really need to talk about the assembly. Specifically Caleb's past and what Essek's dealings with them were like in more detail.

Sibling: Matt tried to lol and Caleb was like "yeah okay i got plans, but also paper"

Me: Essek needs to be more direct because Caleb doesn't WANT to talk about it.

Sibling: He can't, he's a wizard. No melee attacks, emotionally or verbally.

Me: Well, the issue is that Essek prods at Caleb's goals, which are nebulous (so Caleb really can't give a satisfactory answer, and he also can't answer without talking about his past first). And when he prods about Caleb's past, he's too indirect. He needs to directly ask about Caleb's past FIRST if he wants more information about Caleb's goals.

Sibling: The next time they're in the tower (which I fear won't be for a while) Essek literally needs to be like "I'm drowning in guilt, you need to tell me about what I was involved with so I can manage it" He'd probably give him a few crumbs lmao. If Essek makes it about himself, Caleb is less likely to close up.

Me: Yes, that is exactly how Essek needs to frame it. "I don't have a full understanding of the nature of the people I gave power to. I know now that they're more terrible than I thought, but not exactly how. I think that in order to fully grasp what I have done, I need to know more about them." It's pretty blatant bait but Caleb would probably be convinced by it anyway.

Sibling: Oh for sure. Caleb can't exactly run away from that either; he's too chicken to flee from conversations. He freezes and either spills or clams up.

Me: At this point, there's really no GOOD reason to NOT tell Essek about his past. There's nothing to lose from it, and a decent amount to gain; it could turn Essek actively hostile towards the Assembly rather than keeping him cowering in Eiselcross.

Sibling: He's uncomfortable with it (trauma will do that) Doesn't want to get sidetracked (Essek told him not to) Haven't had a good time to do so (no privacy) Doesn't want Essek to distance himself from him (most likely)

Me: This is true, but he's already told the people who he least wanted to tell (Jester and Caduceus) ... Actually, my suspicion is...

Sibling: And neither of them pulled away from him-- eh? Me: ... that Caleb doesn't want to tell Essek because he's worried that Essek will, well... uh, treat him like a child. Caleb was so young, and telling the story of his past also means admitting that he's 11 years younger than he appears. And there is some amount of Caleb's view of his past that is irrational and he chafes viciously whenever someone tries to downplay his culpability by pointing out his age at the time.

Sibling: I think he already has. Don't try to tell me about how not patronizing that "Young Man" line was lol. It was meant in good faith but... I think Caleb does the abuse victim "the idea of ever being young and vulnerable again is terrifying" thing pretty convincingly. It's also sort of a rewind back to his respect for someone who seems outwardly childish, but is an adult whose choices need to be respected.

Me: There is another matter which... Well, Caleb is slowly coming to terms with his status as a victim (veeery slowly) but I think if Essek were to learn about his past, and taking into account their different cultural perspectives on age, Essek might have a hard time not reacting more in line with Beau/Nott's initial reactions to the full tale. Beau said she thought it was nothing to be ashamed of (and Caleb started laughing hysterically) and then Nott just full-on denied that any of it was his fault (which is completely at odds with his own belief), and since Essek's gut reaction to hearing the story is probably going to be something like "Trent is a baby torturer" ... That's not an easy thing for Caleb to stomach.

Sibling: And yes, Essek will absolutely have that reaction because at that age humans are still fetuses to him.

Me: This brings me to my final point. Caleb may be worried that Essek learning all of this and thinking that way will damage Essek's ability to see Caleb as his mirror. He may view it as a threat to the life-line he threw Essek that night in Nicodranas.

Sibling: And then it's not about bettering each other... It's about Essek being alone again and Caleb being alone.

Me: However, Essek's insistence that he is sure nothing Caleb has done could compare to what Essek has done does mitigate that risk significantly. It's just a matter of whether or not Caleb can see that and Essek can be pushy enough to get him to crack.

Sibling: I know Essek has it in him. He can forsake his country's precious artifacts to an opposing nation, he can push his BF to open up to him about his problems. Caleb, on the other hand, has been exceedingly fragile... since you know... GOING BACK TO THE ASYLUM, so I don't know if he's in a state to have that discussion, but if they don't have it soon, by the time Essek talks to him again Trent will probably be dead.

Me: Caleb is pretty blatant about his compartmentalization and deflection. He feels it's necessary in the current circumstance with the Tomb Takers, but somebody really needs to step up after Lucien's taken out and talk to Caleb about this stuff. Essek would be ideal because Caleb could benefit the most from Essek's perspective, I think, but really... anyone other than Veth is better than nothing. Going back to the Asylum was very obviously a severe triggering event and NO ONE TALKED ABOUT IT. Like, jfc, guys, Beau is right. She asked if Caleb was even capable of working alongside Trent, and Caleb said yes (if he thought it was necessary), but we all, WE ALL know that he can't. Not after that disaster.

Sibling: Especially because both Veth and Jester saw him go straight into "OH GOD WE'RE GOING TO DIE, HE'S HERE AND WE'RE GOING TO DIE, I'M GOING TO KILL HIM BEFORE HE HURTS ANYONE" and they were like "he can probably handle this"

Me: He was already borderline in that headspace BEFORE Trent showed up.

Sibling: And then afterward, he went straight into a dangerous self-destructive spiral. Like... I know we've said this before but thank GOD for that failed persuasion check.

Me: That nat 1 was poetry on so many levels. On a meta level the sheer luck of it was a delight, but within the context of the story I think it was great that Essek is just like... "No. I am not crossing this line, not even for you."

Sibling: It worked narratively, meta-narratively, and saved Matt from having to draw up a bunch of ambush situations made by Volstruckers when Trent inevitably backstabbed them.

Me: Can you imagine poor Matt trying to play the Tomb Takers, Trent, Astrid, Wulf, and Essek... AND Charlie/Devexien?

Sibling: He already forgets to play Essek, and he only had a few NPCs to deal with.

Me: Even purely from a gameplay standpoint, can you imagine all the loot they Nein would lose in Aeor if they had brought scourgers with them? What if they found that dunamis machine?

Sibling: EXACTLY.

Convo ended here, but I had some more thoughts. It was just too late to keep talking. For example, I like FjordxJester and BeauxYasha. I think they are actually complicated relationships but they just haven't really had the room to be deeply explored/examined, for example. I also did not go into nearly as much detail about my thoughts on VaxxShaun as I would have liked to mostly because that ship wasn't the point of the discussion. ... oh god how do I even tag this?

#critical role #critrole #critical role spoilers #critrole spoilers #caleb widogast #essek thelyss #shadowgast #jester lavorre

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phoenixyfriend · 4 years

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"If you touch me I swear you will not live to regret it." with either Kagami, Pidge, or Sakura? (Note: please no crossover ships, I'm just trying to give you a range of characters to choose from)

Arranged Marriage Starters

Kagami/Chloe. Assume it’s a Generic Fantasy AU.

“You’ve got something in your--”

Chloe hisses when the hand closes around her wrist, just this side of too tight for comfort. “Ow!’

“Do not touch me.”

“You had something in your hair.”

“If you touch me,” her bride-to-be says, voice low and even and doing all sorts of funny things to Chloe’s stomach. “I swear you will not live to regret it.”

“Let go,” Chloe whines, utterly unashamed of the noise. She’s not one for shame, really. When Kagami’s grip loosens, she snatches her hand back and rubs at the skin. “What the hell?”

“Language,” Kagami says, sounding far too uninterested for how physical her behavior was a few seconds ago.

“We are getting married,” Chloe says. “If you think we can get away with not touching each other--”

Kagami whirls on her, stepping forward with a glare that is far too intimidating, and far too attractive, for Chloe’s comfort. There is a teeth-grit distaste in her voice, too. “Excuse me?”

Chloe purses her lips. “We are getting married, Tsurugi. What do you think that means?”

“I’m not sleeping with you.”

Chloe throws her hands up in the air, rolling her eyes perhaps a bit more than is necessary. “I’m not talking about sex!”

“Crude,” Kagami says. She crosses her arms, but seems a shade less hostile. “What are you talking about?”

“We are getting a marriage alliance,” Chloe stresses. “I don’t know what that means for you, but we’re going to be living here. People are going to expect us to hold hands or link arms in public. Smiles or at least looking like we don’t hate each other, okay? You don’t have to like me, but you have to pretend you do, and, like... sure, I can hold off on touching you in private, whatever, but you need to get used to it, because marriage alliances are built on the idea that the people getting married at least tolerate each other.”

“No,” Kagami says. “This marriage is already unusual. People expect no children out of us, and that is what usually cements a marriage.”

“Yeah. No duh. That’s why the public image is so important,” Chloe insists. “Why is that so hard to--”

“I will allow you to play at affection with me in public,” Kagami says. “But that is all.”

Chloe stamps her foot and sweeps out of the room.

-----

The wedding goes off without a hitch, mostly. People titter a bit about how Kagami looks upset or blank, and the few smiles the other woman makes are painful to look at.

“Adrikins!” Chloe calls, when she sees the Court Sorcerer. She waves him over, and feels Kagami relax a little at her side. Good. “Do you think you could keep my darling wife company while I excuse myself for a bit?”

Kagami stiffens again, but Adrien just smiles and laughs and his eyes are knowing. “Sure thing! But, uh, shouldn’t you have an escort, Chlo?”

Chloe blinks at him, and then smiles over his shoulder. “Dupain-Cheng!”

Marinette’s expression drops into something long-suffering, but she makes her way over. “Yes, Princess?”

“I’ve been reminded that I should have an escort for any... personal matters,” Chloe says, extending her hand.

Marinette rolls her eyes. She’s not subtle about it, but for all that her official title is Royal Dressmaker, Chloe is among those few to know she’s the Court Sorceress as well. She is as worthy a protector as any of the guards, and one of the few people that can get away with such rude behavior to the royal family.

(She and Adrien make a wonderful team and a wonderful couple, and Chloe is not jealous. She’s not.)

“Let’s go,” Marinette sighs. “Your Highness.”

She’s so mocking.

Chloe doesn’t admit that she enjoys it, just blows her wife (her wife!) a kiss and swans out.

-----

So... getting kidnapped sucks.

In Chloe’s defense, she was stolen right out of the castle. Clearly, the issue was with security.

“You seem very calm,” the woman who’s stolen her says.

“This happens a lot,” Chloe says. “Your lair sucks.”

Peacock Lady laughs softly. Confident, then. “Mouthy little girl. Your bravado will only do so much, child.”

It’s not really bravado. Chloe’s already gotten at least one of the three knots she can feel undone. “Uh-huh. You keep on saying that. Ladybug and Chat Noir are going to be here any minute!”

She sure hopes they are. She’s not entirely sure people noticed her being kidnapped. Feathers here was surprisingly sneaky.

“I don’t expect they will,” the woman says. She leans back against a table and smirks. “Even the ransom is being handled through five proxies and--”

The door is kicked in, and there stands Kagami, in blued-iron armor, with a sword as long as she’s tall.

Chloe doesn’t think she’s ever been gayer in her life.

-----

“So,” Chloe says, once Kagami’s swept her away onto a horse and headed back for the Castle. Apparently there was a whole thing to incapacitate Adrien (again), and Marinette was stuck trying to keep a collapsing tower from killing a solid three dozen people (wow), so Kagami had pulled on some foreign-looking plate armor and rode off to fetch her wife on her own. Chloe is delighted. “You’re touching me.”

Kagami doesn’t glance down at where Chloe has her arms wrapped around Kagami’s waist, or lean away from Chloe’s head, resting as it is on Kagami’s shoulder.

“Are you comfortable?”

No, the horse is trotting and it means Chloe’s chin is bouncing on Kagami’s shoulder armor every step. At least the helmet has already been set aside. “Yes.”

Kagami sighs. “You are incorrigible.”

“You’re the one that married incorrigible,” Chloe reminds her.

The kiss only takes a fraction of a second, and Kagami turns to face forward again before Chloe can even process it, but--

“Score!” Chloe yells, with a fistpump that the Mistress of the Mews* would have been proud of. “So does that mean we can--”

“Don’t push it.”

-----

* Alix is the person in charge of the falconry birdhouses, I’ve decided.

#Chloegami #chlogami #Chloe Bourgeois #Kagami Tsurugi #Miraculous Ladybug #Marinette Dupain Cheng #Adrien Agreste #Nathalie Sancoeur #fantasy au #arranged marriage #Phoenix Answers Memes #Phoenix Posts

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ghostnebula · 4 years

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okay self indulgent ask about waterpolo bc i played it and it doesn't even have to be about waterpolo specifically i just desperately need hc's about richie being a waterpolo player and eddie being a swimmer and they hate each other for stupid unknown reasons until they're showering off in the lockerrooms one day uwu

90% of what “goes down” is that Eddie actually sees Richie naked for the first time, because he stayed later than usual (swim practice ends before water polo) to get some extra laps in, even though the rest of the team has already gone home. And Richie’s one of the stragglers from the water polo team, like always, so he’s pretty much just getting into the shower as all his teammates are packing up and filing out.

Eddie’s a huge slut anyway, and he owns it, because this is college and he’s finally free from his shithole hometown and his mother’s influence, which means he has had the sexual awakening of the century, and fully embraced the fact that he is gayer than a rainbow. So he knows what the fuck he is talking about when he says Richie Tozier is hung. Like, he knew it was big, but seriously, what the fuck? And how the fuck is that fair? That guy is annoying as shit. How come the guy who makes Eddie want to rip his own hair out gets to have such a nice dick? It’s not like Eddie’s ever going to want to fuck him.

(Oh wait, shit, don’t think about fucking him)

And maybe he shouldn’t have looked, but you know what? Curiosity may have killed the cat, but satisfaction-- (no!)

The other 10% of what goes down is that by the time Eddie’s laid out his toiletries all neatly and pulled his stupid little shower shoes on, it’s just the two of them in the locker room, and Trashmouth hasn’t said anything to him yet but he always does, doesn’t he? He’s always got some jibe or remark or witty (shitty) nickname and he keeps calling Eddie “Wheezy” ever since he had a panic attack during practice that one time and he’s always so fucking smug, and he’s stupidly pretty for being such a dorky-looking creature, and Eddie wishes he would fuck him-- what, no--

No, Trashmouth isn’t teasing him or calling his ass juicy or anything else that makes Eddie burn with lust hatred. He’s just singing Africa to himself because he’s a fucking dork, after all, and not someone all cool and suave like he pretends to be, and then Africa is sounding strangely close, and Eddie looks up from scrubbing himself down with lavender soap to find Richie’s moved to a showerhead much closer to him, and while Eddie stares he winks.

Eddie goes back to scrubbing himself faster, because he does not want to get roped into a conversation with this fucking guy, no thank you, not Stupidly Hot Trashmouth Tozier and his... his fucking horse cock, no way. Except then there are hands on his shoulders and he’s being crowded against the wall, and, holy fuck, is Richie actually hard against him? Is that what’s pressing up against his back? (What the fuck else could it be?) “You stick around just to spend some quality time with me?” Richie asks, right in his ear, as his hands slips from Eddie’s shoulders and trail down his sides to settle on his hips.

“No,” Eddie says, then, “Get the fuck off me,” in a much quieter voice, with little, if any, conviction.

Eddie can hear the fake little pout as Richie says, “Aw, you don’t want that, pretty baby.” A shudder rips through Eddie at the nickname, but, no, that must just be the cold from the tiles he’s pressed bodily against, the very same thing that’s making his nipples harden (there’s no excuse for his dick; he’s going to try to ignore that). “You know, I heard a sweet little rumour about you. You think I can hitch a ride?”

“Fuck you,” Eddie says, because the alternative is a desperate, whiny yes, as Richie leans back enough to slot his dick right against Eddie’s ass and thrust forward a couple times, slow, just to make an already very clear point that much clearer.

“I’m trying, baby doll.” Richie grabs the hand that Eddie’s trying to use to make a show out of the pretense of pushing him away, and slams it into the tiles above his head. He takes hold of the other for good measure and holds them both there in one hand while he uses the other to hold Eddie’s hips in place and rock against him. “But you gotta cooperate.”

Eddie whines, mostly because he doesn’t know what the fuck else to do. He hates this guy’s guts. Doesn’t he? He’s goofy and annoying and hot and funny and a slut (but that’s hypocritical) and he has no respect for personal space or boundaries, and he’s rude when he isn’t being annoying, and maybe Eddie saw him feeding some of the stray cats on campus a few times, but that’s unsanitary, honestly, and not at all charming, and there are so many rumours flying around about the Manwhore Trashmouth he doesn’t even know what to believe (except the ones about his dick -- those are definitely true). But he’s a shitty, annoying person, and that alone should cancel out anything else, so no, Eddie is not fucking attracted to him and no, he doesn’t want to fuck him.

Richie kisses the back of his neck, lingering for a moment before peppering more kisses all across his shoulders, which are bent up at an awkward angle as Richie pins his arms above his head. Then his teeth are digging into his skin and Eddie makes a noise halfway to a scream, jerking against the wall so hard he’s sure there will be bruises all down his front tomorrow. “That’s good, kitten. That’s good. Just let me take care of you.”

Eddie abandons all pretenses and reminds him, a little dazed, “But we need--”

“Lube?” Richie twists away from him for a moment, leans down and lets go of his wrists (but Eddie keeps them there, and he’ll tell himself it’s because he just forgot in the moment) and then he’s tapping Eddie’s side with a plastic bottle. “I brought mine over. I come prepared.” And then he laughs to himself a little and Eddie’s fucking dumbfounded, because he cannot believe this is happening right now. He can’t believe he’s about to fuck the guy he has refused to be attracted to for the duration of his college career, right here in the dirty fucking locker room showers, and he’s just... letting it happen.

He should, at the very least, tell Richie they need a condom, too, if he’s going to just let this virtual stranger fuck him like this, but he just... doesn’t. There’s nothing about not using a condom that’s appealing to him. Nothing at all. It must just slip his mind.

Richie pushes Eddie out from under the spray of water, dragging him along the wall, and once he’s rubbed some lube on his fingers he grabs Eddie’s wrists again to keep him in place as he fingers him, and frankly it’s just fucking ridiculous that his fingers are big, too, and Eddie hates that he’s so attracted to this asshole, and that he wants this so fucking bad he thinks he would actually die if Richie were to stop right now. Richie tells him how good he is in the same breath he calls him a slut and a bitch, and then calls him his “pretty baby” while telling him he shouldn’t be so tight for someone who supposedly spreads his legs to anyone looking for a hole to fuck. He bites all over his throat and sucks hickeys anywhere he can reach, while he digs his fingers right into his prostate until Eddie’s trying to rip his hands from Richie’s grip, and then keeps going until there are tears streaming down his face, and his cock is so hard where it’s trapped between Eddie’s stomach and the wall that it hurts. He thinks he might be close to coming when Richie finally slips his fingers out of him and then, because he’s a fucking asshole, he smears what’s left of the lube across Eddie’s cheek.

“Oh, shut the fuck up. We’re in a shower, you can wash it off after,” he snaps when Eddie starts spitting expletives at him. “You’re being fucking ungrateful, kitten. Maybe I should just leave you here to finish this up on your own.”

Eddie shuts up real fast, and Richie’s laughing at him, low and cruel, as he trembles where he stands. The feeling of the laughter rattles through him where they’re pressed together, back to chest, and Eddie’s pretty sure Richie pinning him against the wall is the only reason he’s still upright, because his legs have gone weak and he’s lightheaded. But he has to move, and when Eddie starts slipping down the wall as he shifts back, Richie just laughs louder, catching him around the waist and pausing to lick from the base of his throat to his jaw when Eddie tumbles back into him. “You losing touch there, or what?”

Eddie murmurs something that he hopes to be an affirmative, because he’s maybe a little numb everywhere and maybe a little dizzy and all he wants right now is for Richie to just fucking rail him. He wants to forget his own name. He wants Richie to add to the bite marks and hickeys already littering his neck and his shoulders. He wants him to come inside him and just leave it there. Another wave of dizziness overcomes him. “Please...” is all he manages, and then he’s being shoved face-first into the wall again, Richie still holding him up around the waist, and the head of his cock is pressing to his hole and he’s saying, “please” again, while Richie tells him in a voice warm with mirth, “Don’t you worry, kitten, I’m gonna give you exactly what you want.”

#itskitschyrichie #ask #reddie #minors dni #inappropriate #cw dub con #water polo au

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bicommunitynews · 4 years

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Each year we publish a roundup of bi events at the end of December. Naturally this one will be a little less packed than usual. Nonetheless wishing you a very different and better year ahead! At the start of the year very few of us realised what might be ahead as the COVID-19 virus was still thought to be far away and most likely confined to a corner of China. So for those first ten weeks or so of 2020 things were happening as normal. So it was at the start of January when Layla Moran became the first UK MP to come out as pansexual. Courts compensated a worker who had been told to pretend to be gay rather than bi in the workplace and returned confiscated medals to an ex serviceman. Northern Ireland started to consult on same-sex marriage while we learned women are more likely to divorce one another than men. There was good news on HIV figures and from the European Court declaring that government inaction on LGBTphobic hate was no longer acceptable. And the Welsh Government declared it would go a step further than merely repealing Section 28 with active work to ensure children are making informed choices on sex and relationships. In February Bi Pride got a mention in the House, while LGBT History Month saw many more bi-related talks than usual. Overseas Switzerland voted to recognise LGBT hate crimes. There were bis on TV in Doctors and I Am Not OK With This as well as a new season of Atypical to look forward to. And new research showed peculiar findings about bi people and skin cancer.

With the pandemic seeing the start of lockdown in the UK during March events started to be cancelled like Birmingham BiFest and BiFest Wales. As Prides started to fall like dominoes, Eurovision announced its first ever rollover winner. In the USA a St Patrick’s Day parade barred a beauty pageant winner from marching on account of her bisexuality. We had more bi representation on TV in Love Is Blind’s demonstration of double-standards over bisexuality, BBC polyamory drama Trigonometry, and Batwoman. The House of Commons held its first ever debate on LBT women’s health while Canada declared its intention to outlaw so-called “gay cure” so-called “therapy”. And new figures showed more people identifying as bi in the UK than ever.

In April many of us were starting to get used to life indoors and wondering how much a loo roll could fetch on eBay there were sobering thoughts about how the lockdown meant a lot of bi and LGBT people were now trapped in unsafe situations. The USA responded by relaxing its limitations on bi and gay men donating blood with Australia contemplating the same shift. The first LGBT club closure of the pandemic was announced in Brighton. On TV we had a raft of fresh bi viewing with the return of Flack, Killing Eve and Harley Quinn. But the big bi drama of the month was away from TV as BiNetUSA abruptly tried to claim copyright over the public domain bisexual flag.

Most LGBT magazines stopped publishing for the time being due to the pandemic but we took the decision to keep BCN coming out as one little strand of bi life we could keep fairly normal, so our April edition was the second of six in 2020.

Staying indoors gave people some time to organise and so in May there were online campaigns about the blood donation ban and conversion therapy. Being indoors also meant people could virtually visit museums worldwide. New research showed bi men were the most closeted group across Europe.

As the Black Lives Matter movement drew headlines worldwide in June dating app Grindr dropped its race filter. One of those “how did that take so long?” moments. There was a big victory in the US Supreme Court, while over here a new faux LGB equality campaign group came out against same-sex marriage, for anyone who hadn’t already realised they weren’t on the side of any queer folks. The BBC nonetheless carried on quoting them as if they were a serious human rights campaign. The annual Bi Book Awards winners were announced, though without (for now) the usual glamorous awards event. The Grammys got their tongue tied online. In good news, Gabon decriminalised sex between women and between men and Scotland opened up civil partnerships to any couple regardless of gender. BiCon had a bumpy month with two organising teams quitting in the space of a week.

In July we had more happy news from abroad as Montenegro recognised same-sex civil partnerships and South Africa changed its rules on how marriage ceremonies are conducted. It was less good elsewhere as the budget for PrEP was cut in the UK and in Poland the presidential election came down to a knife-edge before going the wrong way. We learned bis have worse experiences of crime than other people and the GLAAD annual review of film releases noted cinema was getting Whiter and gayer, with no bi male representation in major film releases.

We are used to a host of Prides in August so it was a hot summer with so much less to do every Saturday! However some ran online and BiCon happened in a very slimmed-down online form. The run-up to Bi Visibility Day began with more Town Halls deciding to fly the bi flag. New US research showed bi youth experience of bullying.

It’s Bi Visibility Day, Bi Week and Bi Month in September and among the delights was improvements in dictionary definitions. Northern Ireland inched further forward on equality while the UK courts rules that the Equality Act includes nonbinary people. Coming-out guide Getting Bi came out for the Kindle. In the USA we saw the first research on how the COVID-19 pandemic was hitting the LGBT communities while here Stonewall had research on how many bis are out to their families – not many.

In October we learned there would be a biopic of former US Congresswoman Katie Hill. Netflix dropped GLOW. In good news for millions the Pope made a small shift toward a better attitude to LGBT lives on the part of the Catholic Church. And in bad news here, a BBC which was veering increasingly far from balanced and responsible reporting of LGBT issues warned staff they should not attend Pride events even in their own time and private lives.

All eyes were on the USA in November as Donald Trump lost by a huge margin in the election there – albeit not as wide a margin as many opinion polls had predicted. Biden won with over 80 million votes in the end – more than any previous candidate. Biden’s speech missed out the “B”. Europe considered its next five year plan on LGBT work without the UK, and in Poland there were symbolic protests against the hateful “LGBT free zone” populists. We all realised we had been too distracted by COVID to notice that the LGBT inclusion work in schools that had started under the Conservative-Lib Dem coalition had been quietly dropped by the new minister for Women and Equalities.

Most important, COVID vaccines started to be approved. After a very hard year, change was at last in sight.

In December the three month ban on blood donation for bi and gay men and their partners was completely rewritten – for better and for worse – though the new rules don’t come in until a few months into 2021. Kyrsten Sinema rocked a great wig and coat in Washington. There was divine justice as a homophobic MEP got caught breaking COVID rules at a gay party. And Switzerland – whose good news on hate crime kicked the year off – decided to let same-sex couples marry. And so ILGA’s annual world map of LGBT rights showed a ripple of changes. And our fifth edition of the pandemic landed on subscriber doormats, more or less in time for Christmas.

That was 2020. To our most sincere delight, it is in the past. Here’s to a very different year ahead.

#2020 #year in review #2020 in bisexual

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reddielibrary · 5 years

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Halloween Extravagnza

Written by @gazebo-reddie

Gift for @sourmoist

Pairing: Richie Tozier x Eddie Kaspbrak

Word count: 2832

Rating: T

"Ok, so what about....this??" Richie perused the Halloween section on Amazon. He had searched 'Halloween couples costumes' and was met with a long list of 'boyfriend/girlfriend' costumes. He could tell Eddie was very annoyed at this point and on the verge of completely blowing it off.

Eddie looked towards the screen and huffed. "Does it fucking look like I want to be a loofa?? Are you fucking serious Richie?" He rolled his eyes and took the mouse from Richie's hand.

"I would have never assumed searching for Halloween costumes would be so fucking stressful." Richie sighed and leaned back into the computer chair. He rolled back a bit and pulled Eddie into his lap. "Is there any costume you have in mind? Maybe we could just make ours?"

Eddie situated himself to be more comfortable and placed his elbow on the desk. He rested his elbow on the table and pinched the upper bridge of his nose. "I have nothing in mind."

He continued to scroll down the long list of costumes, quickly getting to his limit. "UGH!!! THIS IS POINTLESS!!" He slammed the mouse down and threw himself back into Richie's chest. He made an 'oomph' sound at the impact, slightly getting the wind knocked out of him.

"Hey calm down Eds, maybe it's for the best." Richie wrapped his arms around Eddie's waist and rested his chin on his shoulder. He could see the blush on Eddie's cheek crawl up to the tip of his ear. At this point, Richie couldn't tell if it was from frustration or the way he was being manhandled by him.

"Oh fuck off you prick!" Eddie hissed at Richie and gave his knee a "love tap", as he liked to call it.

"I didn't even say anything!" Richie laughed and held Eddie closer.

"Oh my God, I can feel you smirking from a mile away!" He tried to struggle away but failed.

Richie gave Eddie a raspberry on his upper cheek, which resulted in him laughing and screaming "Richie!!!" In disgust.

As if it were a cartoon, an idea popped into Richie's head like a lightbulb. "Oh shit, I have an idea for a costume!!"

In the middle of wiping off the spit on his face, Eddie perked up. "What? What is it? Please tell me you're not joking because I really am not in the mood for jokes and--"

As Eddie continued to go on, Richie typed his idea into the search engine and smiled wide when it popped up.

"Oh hell no."

"Eddie please, it's perfect!!" Richie put his hands together in a praying motion still wrapped around Eddie.

"No Richie! I don't wanna look like a fucking idiot."

"We won't though! It'll be fun! Come on please!" Richie put on his puppy-eyes-face, which was always extreme due to his glasses magnifying his brown peepers.

Eddie stared into his eyes for a beat, then groaned out frustration. "Fuck. Fine. Whatever!" He huffed and crossed his arms, "But I swear! If I get made fun of or embarrassed, I will never talk to you again!”

“Aight, deal! I’m happy with those stakes.” Richie placed the costumes in his cart and ordered them. “Anyways, I think there’s something worse than being embarrassed at the party.”

“You’re still caught up on that Rich? You know they’ll be happy for us. Knowing them they probably guessed it already.” Eddie placed his hand on Richie’s leg, rubbing it comfortingly.

“Yea but what if they don’t agree...” Richie placed his hand on top of Eddie’s and squeezed.

Eddie could tell he was getting anxious and overstressed about this topic again. “If they don't, then we’ll just ditch them,” Eddie lifted Richie’s hand and gave it a light kiss. Richie loved it when Eddie showed affection, it immediately lowered his anxiety. “but you know they’ll be super happy for us. Come on Richie, its the Loser’s we’re talking about...”

“Yea yea I guess...” Richie sighed a sigh of relief and looked up at the back of Eddie’s head. He moved in close and gave it small kisses.

Eddie laughed at the sensation and squeezed his hand. “Stop it Rich! That tickles you dip!”

Richie ignored Eddie’s plea and continued to kiss the back of his head slowly moving down his neck. Eddie shivered from the sensation and let out a sigh. He was then surprised to feel and arm slink under his knees.

“Oh my go-- Richie do not pick me up.” Richie ignored his request and lifted him anyway, gaining a tiny slap to his back. Eddie wiggled around, “You know I hate being picked up! DO you know how many accidents occur when people are picked up? Especially bridal style! Lots of people hit their heads on objects and get concussions-- how did I get on the bed?”

Eddie usually never pays attention to his surroundings when he starts ranting so Richie found the moment the perfect opportunity to carry him to the bed. Richie laughed at Eddie’s flustered state and flopped down next to him.

“Man I am fucking beat! I am ready to hit the sack, please.” He rolled onto his side and raised his arm trying to coax Eddie to cuddle with him.

He rolled his eyes and turned off the lamp illuminating the room. He moved in closer and pressed his face into his chest.

Richie hugged Eddie close and gave him a goodnight kiss on the top of his head. “Goodnight spaghetti boy o’ mine.” He felt a quick sharp pain in his leg and laughed.

“Night moron...,” (muffled speech) there was silence for a moment and Eddie said something that Richie could quite make out.

“What?”

“I-I said...i...i love you. Now shut up and sleep before I die of embarrassment.”

Richie smiled wide. Eddie couldn’t see because it was pitch black and his face was pressed into his chest, but he knew.

“I love you too...”

They then drifted off to sleep in the warmth and comfort of each other’s presence and touch.

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Bevvie: Ok so where yall at?

Bird Boy: Me and Bill are right around the corner

Bevvie: Yea bu what about Rich and Ed? They’ve been MIA since this morning??????

Billie: Idk try calling him?

Bevvie: Ye ill do that

Bevvie: See u guys whn yal get here.

“R-Richie...” Richie grabbed at the back of Eddie’s shirt and pressed their lips harder together. From the corner of his eye, Eddie could see Richie’s phone light up.

“Shit Beverly’s calling us.”

“Just leave it...” Richie sighed, pressing his face into his neck, trying to avert his attention back to his lips but Eddie ignored him, picked up the phone, and answered.

“Yea?....oh yea it was just next to me so...yea we’re coming still...out of breath? No, I’m totally fine...” Eddie laughed nervously “Yea bye, see you guys later.” He hung up the phone and put it back down.

Richie stared at him with a frustrated look.

“You get to kiss me all the time Richie, why are you mad now?” Eddie crossed his arms and chuckled.

“I’m not mad at that you dip! I’m mad cuz you answered the phone! You know I don’t want to go to this party!” Richie grabbed his glasses from the bed and put them on.

“Richie, oh my fucking god are you serious? We’ve talked about this party for weeks! Remember buying these stupid ass costumes?” Eddie angrily pointed at the couple's costume sitting next to them.

Richie frowned. It’s not the party he was worried about though. Eddie seemed to have forgotten about the big secret they’ve been keeping from the rest of the world, aside from Richie’s mom who accidentally walked in on them making out once (she was completely supportive though).

“Eddie... I don’t know if I can...,” Richie bit his fingernail from the anxiety building up in his chest “if I can come out to them.”

Eddie sighed and quickly felt saddened. “Richie...”

“They’ll be upset that I hid it from them, hid us from them. They’re not gonna want to be my friends Eddie! They’ll hate me!” Richie’s eyes started to well up. He looked down as the tears started to fall down.

Eddie placed a hand on Richie’s cheek, wiping the tears away. “Calm down Richie, calm down.” He kissed his forehead and hugged him close.

They stayed together for a while until Richie calmed down. Somehow, after lots of begging and consolation, Eddie convinced Richie to at least try going to the party. They put their costumes on and looked at each other.

Richie burst out laughing. “Holy shit! You look hilarious. You look like a little gay uncle from the 70′s.”

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean!?” Eddie punched Richie in the arm and glared at him. “Anyways you look gayer than me! Come on you have a fucking white turtleneck on under a rainbow sweater vest!”

“Yea but your turtleneck is yellow so....fuck you.” Richie laughed and grabbed his phone. “Let’s take a picture, Spaghetti.”

Eddie groaned and moved next to him to take a selfie. Rich took a few pictures and laughed.

He raised his hand into the air and put on his stupid British voice. “Alright now. Let us venture off into the night and hopefully not get abandoned by the only people that love and care about me!”

“Yea yea finally let's go! We’re already an hour late...”

They walked out of their dorm room and made their way downstairs to the lobby of the dorms.

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Richie parked his car out front of the building and took a deep breath.

“Alright let's crash this fucking Halloween party.”

Eddie furrowed his brow and looked at Richie in confusion. “No Rich, we’re not crashing this party. Don’t you dare think about that.”

“Just a joke sourpuss.” Richie moved over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Eddie laughed and they both made their way out of the car. Richie walked over to him and took his hand. He could feel the anxiety building up in his chest the closer they got to the front of the building.

“Richie your hands are so clammy.” Eddie laughed and let go to wipe off the sweat. “Maybe you have hyperhidrosis, like when people get super sweaty and always have raisin fingers--”

Eddie looked back to see Richie standing still looking petrified. His eyes were wide and his mouth was open. He was hyperventilating and shaking.

“Richie!?” Eddie’s heart dropped. He ran over to him and held his face.

Richie’s world was crashing down on him. He couldn’t breathe. His chest was tight like someone was squeezing his lungs. His legs trembled with fright and they soon gave out on him. Eddie fell to the ground with him, still holding his face.

“I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I can’t!!” Richie choked out the only thing he could think about.

“Richie what’s wrong!? Why are you having a panic attack!?” Eddie held him close and comforted him as best he could but it didn’t seem like he was calming down. “I’m gonna go get the others! Beverly will know what to do!”

Richie couldn’t form words very well since it felt like his emotions were a tidal wave going through his brain. He tried to grab Eddie and not let him leave him, but he pulled away and ran to the party house.

Eddie ran inside the house and looked around at the crowds of drunken college students yelling and dancing throughout the house. He panicked thinking he’d never find anyone in the crowds. He squeezed his way through the crowds looking around for firey red hair.

He ran up to random people and asked if they knew Beverly but of course none of them knew. He ran down hallways and knocked on closed doors, even walking in on a few couples engaging in the fine sport of twister. Even after spamming the group chat, no one was answering anything.

He was at loss and out of breath. He was about to just give up and go back outside to comfort his fallen partner until he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“Eddie...right?” She was someone Eddie had seen in some of his classes, but he never knew her name.

“Y-Yes??” He tried to catch his breath and compose himself, but ultimately failed.

“You’re looking for Beverly, right? Someone texted me saying there was a crazed child running around asking for her.”

Eddie nodded enthusiastically. “Yes please, do you know where she is!”

She pointed towards the back of the house. “She’s outside by the pool! I was just with her.”

Eddie hugged the girl without really thinking about it. “Thank you!”

He ran out the back door towards the pool.

“BEVERLYYYYYY!!!!!!!”

She whipped her head around at breakneck speed. “Eddie!!” She smiled wide and stood up ready to hug him. The rest of the losers watched as Eddie grabbed her hand and pulled her back towards the house.

Beverly was tripping over her own feet trying to process all the sudden events happening to her at once.

“Jesus Christ Eddie!!!” There were a couple times she couldn’t keep up with his speed, so she would trip a little and almost fall. “What’s going on!? Where are you taking me!?”

“Richie!”

Beverly could tell something was wrong so she didn’t question anymore.

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It seemed like he had lost time because the next thing he felt was Beverly’s arms wrapping around him and hugging him close.

“Rich omg what’s wrong? Are you alright?” She ran her hand over his head and rubbed his back as he cried onto her shoulder. He was shaking intensely and choking out sobs.

She shushed him and held him close.

“Eddie, what happened?”

Eddie shrugged. “I-I don’t know! He just, like, freaked the hell out and fell to the ground. I think-I think he’s having a panic attack or something.” He kneeled down and rubbed Richie’s back.

“Well yeah, obviously he had a panic attack, Eddie!”

Soon enough Richie calmed down enough to gather himself.

“Thanks, Bev.” He hugged her again and sighed. “That was a lot...”

“Yeah, now what the fuck happened to you? People just don’t randomly have panic attacks...”

A blush spread across his face as he tried to think of how to form a cohesive sentence. “Well...uh. You see. Me and-- Me and Eddie... Well uh--”

Eddie laughed and rolled his eyes. “We’re, well me and Richie are, uh, dating. We’re dating.”

Bev stared at them blankly. Richie could feel his face heating up and his throat closing. She suddenly burst out laughing, bending over and holding her stomach. “Y’all think this was a surprise!?”

Richie and Eddie looked at each other confused and lost.

“W-What?”

“Not gonna lie, you guys are horrible at keeping secrets. We all guessed it, but we didn’t want to like assume and make you guys uncomfortable.”

Richie and Eddie comically looked at each other with a blank expression, then at Beverly. They broke out laughing hysterically.

“Here I was freaking out about what y’all would say and shit! And y’all already knew!” Richie laughed and slapped Eddie on the back.

“Ow! Dickhead...” Eddie punched him back in the arm.

“Well let’s go find these other eggheads and introduce ourselves.” Richie grabbed Eddie and Beverly’s hands and made his way toward the house.

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“EY Y’ALL SLOPPY BITCHES!!! THE KINGS HAVE ARRIVED!!”

All the Losers turned their heads towards the loud and obnoxious voice they’ve all come to love.

“Richie!!”

“No! The name’s Bert. And this is my lovely husband, Ernie.”

Eddie frown and kicked at Richie’s leg. “Hey guys!”

“Wait, you two dressed up as Bert and Ernie? You know they’re a gay couple right?” Bill laughed a bit in confusion.

Mike already understood what was going on and laughed placing his forehead in his palm. “Oh Bill...if only you weren't so naive.”

Richie blushed hard as he grabbed Eddie’s hand. “Well, why else would we be dressed up as them?”

The Losers all gasped in surprise, they all stood and ran other to them. They all embraced and congratulated the two.

“Now that I am here, can we all go get drunk off our asses and vomit out our intestines!?”

All at once they yelled out “Yes!!”

The rest of the night was chaotic in the best way possible. Although Eddie had originally said not to, they ended up crashing the party anyway, and by they, it was actually Eddie, who had climbed on top of the kitchen counter, drunk off his ass, and kicked over the punch bowl. It shattered on the floor, red punch spiked with vodka was everywhere, including the gummy eyeballs put in there for a spooky effect. All seven were chased out into the night by the party host. Eddie flipped them off and had to be carried away by Ben.

#reddie #halloween event 2019 #gazebo-reddie

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tera-91 · 4 years

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Sleeping In

Hey everyone! Today I decided to try something new. I listened to Sleeping In by All Time Low, multiple times I’m in love with the new album and just wrote something that came to mind while listening to it. I hope you like it! I would love feed back and maybe I can do this again with other songs

Word Count:1065

Warnings: Swearing (I’ve censored just in case), suggestive description, annoying roommates, College dorms (full disclosure I never lived in the dorms so I don't know if anything like this occurs)

Pairing: Receit/Trashnoodle (Sal is Deceit), Hints of possible prinxiety

Music blasted through Virgil’s tiny dorm room. With a groan Virgil rolled over to see his ex-crush. Or more accurately his roommate’s current boyfriend. Remus always had a habit of having music wherever he was.

With a huff Virgil sat up in bed. He grabbed his hoodie and tossed it over his head. There was no getting sleep with that walking train wreck around. He grabbed his cell phone and checked the time. It was 7 am on a Tuesday. Virgil ran his hand down his face in exasperation. He didn’t sleep much but when he did get to sleep, he very much enjoyed sleeping in especially on a day his classes didn’t start until the afternoon.

“Remus, it’s 7 am on Tuesday morning what are you doing?” Virgil asked as he looked down at the man.

“Ah Virgil, my delectable dumpling.” Remus said as he looked up at the glaring man. A chill ran up Virgil’s spine he hated when Remus referred to him as food. “It’s quite simple I came to visit last night.” He gave Virgil a suggestive up and down look that almost made the sleep deprived man squirm. “Alas Sal and I had to have fun all on our lonesome.” Remus finished as he bit his lip.

Virgil couldn’t wait, there was only a few weeks left in the semester and hopefully he would be able to get a new roommate and wouldn’t have to deal with Sal or Remus. He ignored Remus’ suggestive comments and grabbed his things to go to the library.

Over the next couple of days Remus stayed in the dorm. Virgil couldn’t concentrate, he got less sleep than usual. Not that Sal or Remus realized this as Virgil would put his headphones in and pretend to sleep on his bunk. At least most of the noise was drowned out by his music.

On Friday morning Virgil was woken up once again by blasting music. He looked around groggily, confusing as to why he was hearing Scream & Shout and not In The End that was on his phone screen. He saw his headphones caught under his side. They must’ve been pulled out at some point during the night.

Virgil sat up and ran his fingers through his hair to smooth it out. “Really Remus?” he asked somewhat exasperated at the earliness of the morning.

“It’s Britney bi^&h!” Remus all but shouted as he somehow danced to the song. Virgil rolled his eyes and grabbed his computer. Maybe there was some kind of course work he could do to.

Virgil set up his laptop on the desk and hooked up his drawing pad to it. Since he got all the course work for the week done maybe he could get some of his commissions done.

Virgil had been working on various projects for about two hours, some how he had been able to make quite a bit of progress despite the suspicious noises that were occurring behind his bad. That is until something hit him and temporarily blinded him. He momentarily freaked out and quickly grabbed whatever was on his head. He pulled at it to remove it from hindering his vision. A shirt? It looked like the one Remus had on. Oh.

“What the h^$& guys?” Virgil asked as he hesitated to turn around to look at the pair.

“If I said we want your body, would you hold it against us?” Remus asked as he draped himself across the equally undressed Sal.

Virgil grabbed his stuff in a hurry but made sure he had everything he needed. He fought the blush that was trying to appear on his face he couldn’t take being around those two anymore. “Where are you going?” Sal asked, his voice not hiding his disappointment in the silent refusal.

“I got s*^$ to do.” Virgil said, if he wasn’t in such a hurry, he would have been embarrassed by how his voice went up an octave or two. His feet barely touched the stairs as he all but ran down them. He kept a hand on the rail as he briefly glanced back.

He ran into something.

That something let out a grunt. That’s when Virgil realized he ran into a person and not a wall. It all happened so quickly. Virgil had been knocked off balance but instead of falling a pair of surprisingly toned arms wrapped around him as they two landed against the wall. “Woah someone’s in a rush” The man said with a smile as he looked down at Virgil.

Uh oh he was hot. Virgil could feel his face become even redder than it already was.

“Re-remus … had to … away … get.” Virgil looked everywhere but the man in front of him and wished he could hide his face in the man’s broad chest. Why could he not even form a sentence. He pulled at the edge of his hood in an attempt to hide his face.

“What has he done now?” He sighed and seemingly unknowingly tightened his grip around Virgil. If he didn’t know any better Virgil might have thought he was being protective. His confusion must have shown of his face and caused the man cleared his throat. “Ah Roman Lupo. I’m Remus’ twin.” Roman explained.

“Twin? But he … but you… hot” Virgil blurted. He pulled at the hood of his hoodie more and rested his forehead against Roman’s body to hide his face. “&%*@ me.” Virgil groaned as he silently wished he could just disappear.

Roman let out a laugh. “You my dear are not bad looking yourself. Now let me guess you’re the roommate and the two of them are being anything but PG?” Virgil simply nodded, he didn’t want to risk talking and making a bigger fool out of himself than he already did. “Yea I understand. They have monopolized mine and Remus’ room for days before. I actually had to hide out at my friends Patton’s a time or two.” Roman quickly let go as he realized his arms were still around Virgil.

“I’m sorry about my brother. Would you like to take refuge at my place for a while? I’ll order postmates.” Roman said as gestured down the hall, presumably in the direction of his dorm.

“Nothing spicy.” Virgil said as he readjusted his hoody and bag as he followed Roman towards his room.

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#sandersides fic #college #Virgil sanders #Remus sanders #Roman sanders #Deceit sanders #Tera-91

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thegalapogos · 4 years

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Early bloomer, late bloomer I

I started blaming myself for things I had no control over. I didn’t know it back then, but that was when I started slowly losing control of my own life and feeling disconnected from my needs and wants.

“I’m really not as clever as I thought I was,” I remember thinking, countless times whilst laying on my bed late at night before falling asleep. “I really should’ve listened to my pessimistic side a lot more, and not think of myself so highly.” It sounded hopeless. It was hopeless. Day after day, after day, I experienced explicit demonstrations of horror and hatred towards me. I had no one to turn to. No role models to follow. I was being picked on on a daily basis for something that is intrinsic to myself as a person. Something that I could not change. And God knows I wanted to change so much back then. But that’s not something that can happen.

Middle school was a nightmare. I remember walking with a handful of friends between different school buildings on a September afternoon. I think we were going to have an Arts class next. I could feel the last remnants of summer still in the air. The sun was shining bright, and many students were enjoying recess just outside of their classrooms, laughing, playing and chasing each other. The feeling of having separate classes in different buildings was still kind of foreign to me. I was distracted, thinking about all this, when all of a sudden a girl that I had never seen before jumps from within a group of students enjoying their recess and stops in front of us, and just stares.

We all just stopped walking and stared back at her. She had this mischievous smile on her face. The kind of smile I’d grow to recognise and fear for next few years of my life. What is it that she wants? I started feeling nervous, mainly because I was a shy kid and I didn’t want her to ask for money, rob us, or something of the sort.

She just started counting us, pointing at us with her index finger. “One,” she said, pointing at Francisca. Francisca just frowned, unsure of what was going on. “Two,” she said, pointing at Maria. “Three,” pointing at Marta. “Four,” pointing at Raquel. My 10-year-old ass knew where this was going. She then faces me and takes a deep breath. “Five girls!,” she proclaims, proudly. After seeing the confused expressions on our faces, she just let out a loud cackle. Some of her friends, still sitting on the concrete bench that she jumped from, laughed with her. I was so embarrassed that I didn’t want to look towards them, but all of sudden I noticed that we’ve caught the attention of everyone in a 50-metre radius. I was petrified. I hated being the centre of attention. This was the first time someone picked on me for being perceived as gay. At first, I was confused. Why was she picking on the fact that I was friends with four girls? Am I not supposed to be friends with girls? On the other hand, I knew exactly what she meant and what her intent was. I just don’t remember how I got out of that situation. But that was only the first of many.

During the next two years, I went on to be bullied and harassed almost on a daily basis. My only reaction when people were picking on me was to look down and not say anything, hoping that whoever was tormenting me would just leave me alone. It didn’t always work. Eventually I would dread walking between buildings, checking the way before following my friends to our next class. I started taking mental notes of where my main bullies used to hang out, at what time of the day, and what day of the week. I would make up excuses to my friends, so I could go to the bathroom or get an Iced Tea from the main building’s vending machine, so as to make a detour and avoid the bullies, meanwhile risking facing another one in the absence of my friends. But it worked, most of the time.

I remember trying to figure out why people started being so mean to me all of a sudden. I had never experienced bullying up until then. I was a pretty sociable and popular kid in elementary school. I was friends with everybody before. Why was I being antagonised? Was it because all my friends were girls? I only knew a few girls in my 5th grade class because I knew them from elementary school. I didn’t know most of the boys in the new class. Maybe I suddenly became gayer as puberty was approaching? This was my main theory back then. But it became clear to me over the years that prior to this I was just living inside a walled garden. My friends from elementary school were already familiar with my mannerisms since we were very little. So it was never a shock to them. I wonder if that made them more accepting of gay people as they grew up.

I didn’t know what caused so many people to suddenly go out of their way just to mock me. I didn’t know most or any of them. Was I that flamboyant? Were people mocking me behind my back, and the rumours spreading from word of mouth? I didn’t know. What I did know is that I started getting very conscious about the way I walked, talked and gestured. I would try to mimic male friends, so people perceived me as more masculine and stopped picking on me. I was worried about the image I was projecting, 24 hours a day. But that didn’t seem to make much of a difference. Of course it didn’t.

I remember dreading going to school in the morning. I wanted to vent to my mom so badly. But venting meant, at the very least, exposing a very vulnerable part of me that I was already hiding for years. In the worst case scenario, venting would mean coming out to her. And it would be a long way before I felt ready to do that.

I remember feeling powerless. All these bullies were bigger than me, or they would act in groups. My friends, although they liked me, didn’t do anything to defend me, for the most part. I felt like they pitied me, and frankly that hurt almost as much as the bullying itself. I remember a guy picking a fight with me as I was walking and talking to two friends of mine. He said he would turn me into a “canned sardine”. I didn’t even know who he was. I felt like responding that day, so told him in a tongue-in-cheek manner that I’d turn him into a “Bairrada-style suckling pig”. It rhymes with “canned sardine” in my native language, so it was kind of funny and my friends chuckled. He was walking the opposite way, but he turned around and started punching me. I defended myself and tried punching him as best as I could, but he was at least a couple years older than me and therefore a lot stronger. I can only remember my friends yelling “Stop! Stop!” repeatedly. But it would never end.

Teachers would hear altercations between me and my bullies, even inside the classroom. Sometimes, they would try to stop the arguing, other times they would have a smirk on their faces like they were mildly amused by what my bullies were saying. Very rarely they would take my side. I really felt like I had no one to defend me, and that I was inherently inferior to my colleagues.

There was, however, a day that sticks out to me as a good day, when my friend Marta was witnessing one more instance of me being mocked and staring at the ground, waiting for the bully to focus his attention on someone or something else. I remember not expecting to hear her high-pitched, yet assertive voice contrasting with the jokester, “I’m-already-going-through-puberty” tone that my bully had. “What the hell do you want?”, she asked him. He just looked amused at that little girl with her tiny voice, but combative stance. “He’s not gay but even if he was, so what? Leave him alone!” I felt so warm and fuzzy inside when I heard that. He kept trying to ignore her and focusing his attention on me, but eventually he got annoyed with her and left. I remember feeling thankful for her intervention, but I was so embarrassed that I never told her. To this day, 20 years later, I still admire how she’s able to stand up for herself in the face of bullies and bigots. I wish I could be more like her.

In those days, any day without hearing or experiencing homophobic bullying was a good day. Being called a fag was definitely the worst thing I could ever be called - my Arts teacher calling me a retard on one of the first few classes of the year had nothing on the casual homophobic slang I heard outside the classroom.

As the first trimester of fifth grade went on, I slowly started getting the respect of my closest colleagues, either because I was a great student back then, or because I really was a doormat and I tried to be nice to everyone, even my bullies. Some boys in my class would still pick on me occasionally, but the episodes were not as bad. But every time someone new got to experience my gayness, it was almost like going back to square one. It was still visceral and violent every time, even if was just an uttering of the word “faggot”.

In sixth grade, a boy that had been in my class the previous year came up to me and apologised. He said he was sorry, and that he shouldn’t have said the things he said. It was probably the only time a bully apologised to me, at least in a heartfelt manner. I have never seen him again after leaving that school at the end of the year, but I will forever cherish the moments when he went out of his way to say “Hi, how are you?” to me. It was such as simple gesture, but it was meaningful to me, and it was such a rare occurrence back then, that it always brightened my day.

Things got better in some ways during the subsequent years, but in reality the bullying never really stopped until I was a sophomore in high school, while my confidence remained mostly below average well into my college years. I still feel like I haven’t fully recovered from the years when I was bullied. I still fear making new friends and worry if they perceive me as gay right away. I am still extremely self-conscious and waste precious energy on policing my mannerisms in public.

I wonder if gay kids still have it this hard nowadays. I hope not. Most kids that age are cruel, but what I experienced was, to me, in another level of cruelty. I don’t wish it upon anybody.

#bullying #gay #homophobia #homophobic

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spadesinglasses · 4 years

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Love Victor (series)

oooh new format for this post let’s get into itttt.

Below are my reaction per episode. I will be writing them as i finish each so its more clear and fresh and all that jazz.

Let’s see if tumblr posts has a word count limit.

lol wrong title earlier X_X

Note, the #glassthoughts tags is a reaction tag. Its never a review, or an intellectual essay about stuff I watch. I dont have the capacity to do all those.

Spoilers below so beware. Episode 1 is posted separately because I intend to make posts for the first and last epsiode only but that did not work out lol.

EPISODE 2

it took me a looong time to finish this episode. I kept on pausing it because something just feels so wrong about it. I didn’t know what it was when i was going through it, but when it finally ended it finally clicked.

The episode reminds me of the sentiment most homophobes use against gay people. “If you focus on the emotional part of the relationship, you will be happy with the opposite sex.” Growing up ive heard this phrase used against other people so much. Hearing it in my native language has always been a punch in the gut.

And now this show who is supposed to be something happy and nice, is just having this kind of phrase of mentality just well up there.

I’m sure that its not Victor’s and that he is just exploring his sexuality. But the usual tinge of homophobia whenever he talks that he might be like Simon is honestly grating.

It’s definitely a me issue because other people seem to be enjoying the series immensely, but whenever Victor gets into that headspace, I just hear my child self crying myself to sleep because of internal homophobia.

Also i can see why people say that for a show that is supposed be about Victor’s sexuality and growth, it does sure show a heck lot of heterosexuality of those who are around him.

Maybe in the future i will rewatch the series again with a more patient mind, but for now, expect me to skip a lot of scenes X_X

End

Episode 3

Okay the audacity of Victor saying “he tries” to be a good friend. Like dang okay chill with the lies. You’re already lying about your sexuality lmao.

Sorry im being very critical and bitter about this show, but i must persevere for the fanfics and fanarts i will gorge myself into later.

anywho reaction time!

Mia and Victor would’ve been cute if only Victor doesn’t sound like he keeps on enforcing this compulsory heterosexuality he has in mind. BUT hey he might be Bi people!

I keep censoring myself because of how bitter and hateful i sound. My apologies for the phrases i forgot to delete above and beyond this line xD.

Anyways im over anything about Andrew. He can go fuck his egotistical self. If the series will show

Hmm i wonder if the term “Comp Het” will even drop in this series.

Back to reaction,

Honestly Felix is just a lesbian in a man’s body at this point. Making his own shampoo? Like wow give me some of that kind of friend.

The number of times I rolled my eyes at Andrew is ridiculous.

Whilst typing this part it was more enforced in my mind that Love Victor is just a “supposedly gayer” Teen Wolf without the wolfing parts.

Lake is Lydia Felix is Stiles Andrew is a walmart Jackson Benji is basically a less grumpy Derek or Danny tbh Victor is Scott

I really hate this idea now.

The parents drama! Honestly, very unnecessary in my opinion. Victor is already dealing with a religious family, now he has to deal with a religious and broken family? Like dang they could’ve just chosen one struggle for him, now everyone will think his sexuality is a consequence for his parents’ sin or sth.

Maybe it’ll play into a bigger plot twist in the future?

Maybe Victor’s mom is cheating with Mia’s father? Seeing as how there was an unnecessary shot of her father with the back of a woman facing on the camera which is weird but okay.

Im theorizing now X_X

Anyways have y’all seen how poor Felix was so nervous because his goddamn friend isn’t there to supposedly help him?

Sorry im hating on Victor too much but this scene reminds me of how awful Simon’s friends are and like bruuuh is Felix supposed to be the lead character?

He really is like Stiles who is supposed to be the lead for Teen Wolf in my opinion, he’s just a much better written character that Sc/tt

lmao sorry my issues with other series is bleeding into this one X_X

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Episode 4

Not much to say without getting too salty so moving onnn.

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Episode 5

This series is just showing all the fear and pain i went through and am going through back when I was a teenager and til now. Without getting into any personal stuff, that last bs Victor’s father spewed just hit me so much.

I guess one of the reasons why its hard for me to watch Love Victor is because it shows me the teenager side of me way back when. Minus the girlfriend one because i never really persevered that much to tamper any likes for men. Internal homophobia really hit me back then tho xD

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Episode 6

This episode is a mess and I hate it.

We saw yet again Victor literally using Felix’s ignorance and naivety to get himself out of a situation he put himself into.

AND Felix even got the wrong idea or got fed with the wrong idea that the reason why Victor brought him along is to act as a buffer because he wasn’t ready to give up being a virgin or have sex in general. Yep that is definitely the reason, no other reason at all that involves making latte art with a known barista.

Lake and Felix kissed so there was that. I still am shipping Victor and Felix together despite Victor’s continuous bs with him being a good friend, but that’s just me.

And totally knew Andrew and Mia got a thing. If this blew up and hurt Lake im suing.

Lake and Felix are literally the two people keeping this show intact. Not gonna drop some political statement here no sir.

Again Benji needs to grow a personality out of this whole barista thing. One thing i am grateful for this show is that there was no family drama at all!

I think.

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Episode 7

UGHHH MISS ME WITH THAT NORMAL TALK.

Ive been making a conscious effort to stop saying that heterosexuality is normal. That shit is hard to unlearn because its what ive always heard in my asian household for yeaaaaaaars. And now this twink is just gonna throw the term around like he has no issues with it. TO SIMON EVEN.

Like brooooooh. Im over my 2010 internal homophobia, no need to dig it all up again. Every episode.

Aww the dancing in different clothes is cute but,

FUCKING VICTOR LIED JUST FOR WHAT?

Homeboy be doing the most to keep his fucking sexuality from bursting out, with his foot both planted firmly inside the closer AND THEN THE NEXT SECOND would end up as if he is ready to risk it all just to see Benji naked.

I AM FUCKING livid, confused, and just intense emotion everywhere.

Ive seen a couple of dumbo scenes from other shows that got the “closeted” man be doing literally the most obvious shit that could make anyone catch them, BUT THIS, with how VEHEMENT Victor is against being “NOT NORMAL” AND THEN LIE JUST TO STAY IN A MOTEL WITH THE GLORIFIED HOT GUY, takes the goddamn cake.

The fucking hypocrisy man. Ive battled internal homophobia before, AND ACKNOWLEDGE THAT WE ALL DEAL WITH IT DIFFERENTLY but holy fucksticks. I’m not this evil.

The thing is, there is so much a person could do that you could go “ah its because they are in the closet and is afraid to come out” before it goes to the territory of “fucking hell, this is not just about his sexuality, this is just him now doing stuff consciously to take advantage of his supposed fear”. The girlfriend thing is even waaay over the top, but we all went with it because he’s supposed to be figuring things out. BUT most of the time, he literally could not even imagine going beyond the line HE CREATED for their relationship. AND YOU’RE TELLING ME THAT HE WILL LIE JUST TO SPEND THE NIGHT WITH A GUY? Now he wants to test the male side of his sexuality? BECAUSE PORN DOESN’T EXIST? BECAUSE LOOKING AT MALE UNDERWEAR MODELS IN THE UNDERWEAR SECTION IS NOT ENOUGH? HE NEEDS IT TO BE ACTUALLY PHYSICAL TO CONFIRM SOMETHING?

Im ahead too much, real time the scene im in the episode is still them about to leave the shop but holy fucking hell. If this lie ended up becoming something more in this same episode, expect more capslock because jfc.

And people will still claim he’s somewhat attracted to the other gender.

AND SOMETHING DID HAPPENED. ANDREW AND MIA KISSED

FUCKIN VICTOR

Also i was very very worried that Pilar and Felix will be a thing BUT THANK GOD THAT DIDN’T BECOME A THING. Still unsure whether i like Lake and Felix together, but i love them individually.

I cant really comment on any of the parents drama because to be honest i skip them whenever its just her and him.

These two fuckers lie to one another. BECAUSE OF WHAT? THEY WANT TO FUCKIN STICK THEIR TONGUES INTO ONE ANOTHERS MOUTH? IS THIS REALLY WHERE THIS SHOW IS GOING? AND THEY ALMOST CENSORED IT BECAUSE ITS GAY? NOT THE OTHER HORRIBLE STUFF THAT IS HAPPENING?

Im tired.

But i hafta finish the show for fanarts and fanfics.

okay Benji has a legitimate reason for lying. I’ll take that.

See people you see me live writing this whole rant thing :D.

BOY TOOK MONTHS KISSING MIA FOR MIA TO ONLY SAY THEIR TONGUES GRAZE SOMETIMES.

bUT THE SAME GUY JUST WENT LAPLAPAN TO THE MAX WITH BENJI THE ONE NIGHT THEY SPENT TOGETHER?

REALLY PEOPLE? REALLY?

Huh I wonder back when I was his age, would I also just kiss the first gay guy i became comfortable with? Despite being so into the closet and battling internal homophobia via punching the walls?

Dang that monologue tho. We as non het doesn’t want our lives to be hard. But at this point, i stopped blaiming my own sexuality and just started blaming heterosexuals for making the world this fucking horrible for us. That’s when my internal homophobia SLOWLY lessen. It’s still there but hey at least every crosshair is not on me.

Okay i get people saying that Simon is irresponsible for making Victor like put his family on the back burner for a bit etc etc. Also the reaction against Benji getting mad when Victor wanted them to stop being gay while in their house, is reasonable. Victor did calmly told Benji and his beau that his family is stretched thin etc etc. I get that. I get that sometimes hiding your sexuality for other people is what is necessary.

BUT fucking please recognize how damaging that is to the person you are talking to. Even if you think Victor is in the 100% right about this, AT THE VERY LEAST acknowledge why Benji is mad. Sure he could’ve just left with his boyfriend instead of just staying there. And sure Victor pulled through in the end and put that dusty grandpa motherfucker to his place, but that’ll fucking sting okay.

Also i might be saying all this in a place where I’m not really that close to ANY of my relatives, so ya know, call me ignorant or ungrateful whatever.

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Episode 8

Okay uhh Mia and Andrew is still a thing APPARENTLY.

AWW BRAM IS CUTE

Lol Simon’s “Yay boobs” like please Victor keep the heterosexual drama out of this chatroom lmao.

Also Felix group texting the others is hilarioussss.

If Victor touches or says one bad thing at Bram? its on sight.

Also Im not sure what to feel with Mia getting jealous at Andrew. Like girl you were the one who said he’s nothing, and now this? Issa bad look honey.

Victor is embarassing. Are all extroverts just this i dunno peppy?

You know what makes me happy in this episode? Keiynan’s attitude bleeding out to Bram’s character. I love it!

Goddd Keiynan is so hot XD

hahahaha this episode is lighter thank god.

“why would they want to help a complete stranger” because they are good people and surprisingly they still exist!

Ohhh So it seems like Nick Robinson filmed his scenes for this episode on a different day. Ive never seen him be with the main group. That’s weird.

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Episode 9

Benji distancing himself because he wants to make his 1 year relationship work? Good guy! Him not saying to his boyfriend about the coworker of his kissing him? Bad move.

Sure we can all talk about how little stuff doesn’t need to be told to your lover if you’re sure its not gonna happen again. The thing is, communication is key. Y’all will talk about communication being integral in a relationship but keep shit like this in the DL because yOU’RE JUST THAT SURE IT AINT GONNA HAPPEN AGAIN? Fo real?

Also Benji is feeling guilty for a reason.

Vincent is very in the wrong for kissing a taken man just because said taken man is comfortable with him or showed vulnerability. Victor is in the wrong 100% and I’ll never forget that.

Felix and that hug with Victor is adorableeee. Love that coming out scene. Again raising my eyebrows at those who say Victor is Bi.

Felix showing what’s in his apartment is fucking great. No wonder we don’t see his mom or anything. They say that the saddest people are always the one who will do their best to keep everyone happy. Felix is being peppy, have these random phrases he use to just amuse people makes sense.

In this household, we protect Felix no matter what. HOPEFULLY next season we get to fucking know his surname or sth.

Again nothing new with the drama surrounding the parents. I hate them and honestly i am so annoyed by the father’s face and everything. (still have that hatred from One day at time but we don’t talk about that here)

The letter is stupid and i wonder what Pilar will do about it. Are we gonna get a To All the boys i loved before thing?

OH Felix giving Lake an ultimatum. Wow what a move honestly. On one hand Felix has the right to protect himself. He wants to be free with who he loves, and keeping it a secret stopped being amusing because he knew what it feels like to hide a part of yourself.

Lake’s confidence has been obviously shot and damaged by her mother. Not saying that justifies what she is doing BUT it came from somewhere. A night with Felix talking to her about his life IS NOT going to just uproot all those thoughts from her mind. As much as i love Felix, he is not a solution.

hmm what else. The father can go die for all i care. Lmao.

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Episode 10

OH I THOUGHT PILAR KNOWS NOW BUT NOOOO

OH NOOO O NO NO NOOO

AND ANDREW STIRRING SHIT UP NOOOOOO

PILAR STOOOOP

NOO NOT PUBLICLY

OMFG

I CANNOT.

Also i cannot get over Andrew’s actor looking like Stromae. They have the same eyes, eyebrows and expressions X_X

THIS IS WHY WE DONT KEEP SHIT BEFORE A PUBLIC EVENT. IT ALWAYS EXPLODES ON A PUBLIC EVENT.

YOU BET YOUR ass i skipped the whole confrontation scene. I’ll go back to it maybe or just look at gifs but nope. My cancer rising and moon can’t handle that shit.

Is ... is Mia going to see Victor and Benji together and then theorize? Because god freaking damnit im tired of that plot twist.

Oh Benji. Honey honey honey please don’t do whatever I think you’re about to do.

FUCKING NEW IT. CALLED IT. CALLED ITITTTT MIA FUCKIGN SAW I HATE VERYTHING.

....

wait the way the ending was shot is weird. The cliffhanger is weird. Everything is weird.

ILL MAKE A HUNCH that it was actually just Victor in his dream land thinking that coming out is that easy and that you just blurt it out.

Bet you the next season will start with no body but Felix and Mia and Andrew know about his sexuality.

The shot was too much on Victor. There was no sound cue from the family etc etc. I hate the ending so much. Love Victor could’ve been so much more. Could’ve pioneered a fresh way to show lgbt stories and how coming out is this and that. Even if the show is for Gen Z and this generation, coming out should reflect to how coming out is generally perceived nowadays. But i guess that was too much. Foolish me for having my expectations waay too high.

The End

#Glass thoughts #love victor #love victor spoilers #this exhausted #me

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backdraft-bimbo · 4 years

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spies in disguise

SO! i just finished spies in disguise and man was it good. it was so good. i might be a little obsessed about it now and will definitely rewatch it tonight. it had everything i love in a film:

1. enemies to friends (...to boyfriends..?)

2. Short Nerd Boy with tragic backstory meets Tall Jock with trust issues

3. hilarious pigeon animation. gotta have that in every film. during the scene in mexico where the birds roll under that cart to get the room key i actually laughed for like 2 minutes because it just looked so ABSURD

4. those two Highly Not-Straight tech homies who kept showing up on screen fanboying over lance (y’all know which ones i’m talking about).

5. WALTER’S MOM! she was awesome and that’s the first time i’ve actually seen a female police officer be an actual character in an animated film. so good on them. and she was cute and i love her

6. going back to the tragic backstory of walter’s, any time somebody called him weird he would do that sad face and i was eating that UPPPP! and don’t get me started when LANCE said it– honestly any scene with whump i loved as usual

7. glitter. lots of pink glitter. and walter’s pink apron with frills. very cute. a refreshing lack of toxic masculinity. also the rainbows during the last fight screen... y’all know what’s up...

8. will smith and tom holland had phenomenal voice acting as usual; there were some lines i didn’t expect to make me laugh but did just because of how they were delivered, and that’s really impressive tbh;

for example: “okay! i suppose you have somebody else who has a mobile lab, who can turn you back into a man.” (i literally had to rewatch this multiple times to soak in that fine delivery from tom holland just because of how perfect it was.)

9. WALTER WATCHES KOREAN SOAP OPERAS! and it looked like he wasn’t using subtitles? so i assume he knows korean so that’s dope. again, very refreshing.

10. walter and lance. aight so i really thought tom’s character was gonna be that stereotypical twitchy awkward pushover science nerd and will’s character the badass hero who always works alone. but they weren’t! there was so much more to these characters than i was expecting.

for example: walter taking interest in more traditionally feminine things (glitter, hugs, etc) and not wanting to kill anyone. he was also really driven, too, and not easy to push around. also his backstory, that was another thing that i was not expecting. it always seems to be the lone agent with the tragic past, but this time it was walter. and i loved that.

as for lance, i’m so glad they let him show a lot of emotion. like, not only was his character hilarious and believable, he had room for character development. at first he hated walter but gradually came to understand why he did what he did. and bruhhh when he cried after thinking walter died–

11. that whole sequence when lance and walter are just staring at each other after walter says “you will turn into a pigeon” and the camera just keeps cutting to their faces... the silence... and will smith just going “i’m out” I WAS ON THE FLOOR

12. “who says database?” “i stepped in the goo...” “these are my new kicks, man.” “the name’s bond. HYDROGEN bond.” “i’m naked. little bit awkward.”

13. marcy talking about walter’s mother and lance looking all guilty when he realized what happened to her uGHHH so good

14. all right i cannot leave this off the list: walter getting hurt/in trouble/presumed dead and lance getting all protective. that is just so good. and very Tropey. i loved it.

15. all the hugs. i repeat, all the hugs. walter hugging lance as a bird, that’s just wholesome. but them hugging as humans? i’ll tell u i cried

16. walter’s soft little “take it easy” when lance got transformed back into himself. also him staring wide-eyed at lance’s nether regions that was hilarious

17. THE CHEEK KISS. THE CHEEK KISS. THE CHEEK KISS. THAT HAPPENED. THAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED. GAY RIGHTS–

“I CAN DO THAT ‘CAUSE I GOT LIPS NOW! HAHAHAHA!” 10/10 very cute very funny.

18. walter’s betrayed “lance...” after he gets shot in the neck. pretty much at this point in the movie i was convinced it could not get any gayer. i was wrong.

19. i’m gonna talk about this again. the scene where Robot-Hand Villain drags lance out and forces him to watch as he blows walter up... hgjgdrsgkjdg that killed me...and then lance’s Single Man Tear that caressed down his cheek... *chef’s kiss*

20. lance’s sparkly eyes and the entire korean drama remake with walter and lance... thought i was dreaming. and then more Man Tears. also walter’s sarcastic: “oh, one of my weird gadgets.”

21. that iconic line that always has me weak in the knees when i hear it on any show ever, the one and only: “i thought i lost you, man”

22. “you’re a good friend, walter” and then his sweet little smile... <3

23. the HUG! obviously that was beautiful, but i can tell you i was definitely NOT expecting walter to just SIT DOWN. ON LANCE. and the fact that walter is a noodle and both of his legs are the size of one of lance’s arms. could be a renaissance painting, with the birds and the lighting and the whole badass monarch power-couple vibes.

24. while lance was trying to negotiate and walter saying “you’re doing great” that was just cute ok

25. the entire scene where lance is trying to hold walter back and he was all “don’t let go! please don’t let go!” and inevitably he ends up letting go and screaming walter’s name,,, this literally sounds like fanfiction as i recount it.

26. walter sacrificing himself and saving the villain? NOT what i was expecting and i loved it. very nicely animated scene with the slo-mo...

27. “no! no hugs... you’re gonna make me lay a egg or something in front of marcy.” LMAOOO

28. “oh right yeah, the treason. forgot about the treason.”

29. the iconic Shoulder Touch between homies. and walter’s bashful little smile after lance compliments him...

30. TEAM WEIRD.

31. last scene where lance literally picks up walter like a backpack, very good.

anyway y’all should go stream spies in disguise. i loved it, you’ll love it, it’s great.

#spies in disguise #lance sterling #walter beckett #gay rights #(in a pompous british accent) GAY RIGHTS I SAY!#lance x walter #that's right i ship it they are both consenting adults over 18 #i'm pretty sure lance is like early 30s and walter's like 21 or 22 #ugh I LOVE this movie #GO WATCH IT

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