#was it calling her a dumb lesbian or was it calling her the best good girl? or did a fanart clue you in?

[sugarbcnes]

✮ ┆best-friend. ellie williams

— who needs a man when they have their lesbian bestfriend. drabble

warnings female reader, use of strap-on, praise-kink, masc ellie 438 words

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AT ANY GIVEN MOMENT you’d forget about him.

Ellie never knew how bright red anger could blaze until you showed up at her dorm, soaked to the bone and shivering. World through lenses of crimson waves, Ellie pulls you to her chest as you splutter and snot over her about your now ex-boyfriend.

“I waited for over an hour,” you sobbed, “and- and then when I called to see if he could at least pick me up, he hung up. I had to walk home.”

Ellie’s fist clenched as she pulled you towards her bed, dropping to lay down with you on top of her, still cuddled against her chest.

You apologised profusely for being wet, small palms pushing against her biceps in an attempt to get up. Her arms looped around your waist, her embrace tightening as you cried into your best-friend’s neck.

“don’t cry baby,” she cooed, hand passing through your wet locks, “he never deserved you, you know that.”

Her thumbs swiped under your eyes, smearing the black mascara against warm cheeks. Hooking a finger under your chin, her gaze finds your lips.

“I know what will cheer ya’ up.”

Your hands trembled as they steadied on her broad shoulders, helping you speed the pace of your bouncing on the bright pink strap-on you had chosen out for her to wear.

“That’s my pretty girl,” she palms the plush fat of your ass, “bounce on my fucking cock, baby. Good girl.”

This is the way it should be. Bare in all your glory, tits bouncing in her face as you fuck yourself dumb on her cock until you’re babbling incoherent sentences.

The room is filled with no noise other than the muffled bass of The Colour Violet, your vulgar moans and her sugar coated praises. She takes a drag of her joint, watching your euphoric expression as you reach your third orgasm of the night. You collapse on her chest; your nipples raw from her excessive biting and sucking, sensitive against the material of her tshirt. Her unoccupied hand, ghosts over the moist skin between your shoulder blades. The tears welled on your waterline drip onto her collarbones, feet twitching and knees buckling.

Her kisses are deep and passionate, her tongue swirling around yours. Her hand wraps around your throat, squeezing gently.

“This is how it should be,” she whispers against your lips, “I’m the only one you need from now on. Okay, baby?”.

You nod pathetically as she grins. Her soft lips stain wine-coloured blemishes against your neck, kneading your thighs as she begins to rock your hips again.

You could always count on your best-friend to make you feel better.

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[phoneuserhana333]

.°˖✧ neighbor!doctor!abby / neighbor!producer!reader headcanons .°˖✧

tags: enemies to friends to lovers, cocky!yn/annoyed!abby, mutual pining, dumb lesbians, unresolved tension, more to be added.

PART2 — PART3 — NSFWHC — N(SFW)HC

• after finishing med school, abby got a job at her dad’s private clinic outside of new york, which she quit after working there for a year

• during college, she was a victim of horrible gossip; everybody thought that she had it easy because of her dad being one of the best doctors in new york (to be fair, she was more privileged than other students because of this, but she would never admit it)

• and because of the desire to prove herself, she quit her “safe” job to go to work at the ER in the city to prove that she isn’t just somebody’s spoiled daughter who happened to be in the medical field

• she moved out closer to manhattan because of her new job, renting out a small brick red townhouse in a row of other copy-pasted houses, filling the shelves with books and the kitchen with spices. it was truly her home, which was something she took pride in.

• abby’s first interaction with her neighborhood critters went stellar; she met margaret, an old lady who lived across the street with her tortoiseshell cats clara and mima. margaret and abby grew close and she would go over to her house to have tea every saturday.

• abby’s second interaction with her neighbors however… didn’t go that as well as she thought it would

• she had some sense of what her next door neighbor was like- or at least she thought she did

• music would be blasting every night, approximately from 9pm to 6am- when she left for work. abby concluded that her neighbor was either a musician, a nepotism baby (pot calling the kettle black) or just insane.

• some days, her neighbor would be playing piano, guitar or banging on drums. on tuesdays, abby could hear her sing (“she’s screeching like a banshee manny, it’s like- 2:35am! wha- no, she doesn’t sound good, you’re just hearing things!”, she would complain to her friends) and on fridays, her mysterious musician neighbor held parties

• abby tired to be patient, but her abundant patience lasted her maybe one and a half month, before she found herself banging on her neighbor’s front door, dressed in a muscle tee with her hair falling out of her fishtail braid

• abby looked at her watch- 1244 steps, 4:22am, friday. she groaned and rubbed her face, realizing that she was about to meet her (probably very drunk) noisy neighbor, but to abby’s surprise- the door didn’t open

• she could hear the music turn down and a few girlish giggles behind the door, confusing her further

• right as the blonde started knocking again, the lights turned off and she could hear a familiar voice yell- “nobody’s home! go away!”, followed by muffled laughter

• this pushed abby over the edge- countless nights of sleeplessness, an irregular meal schedule and long day shifts at the ER finally caught up to her, and her annoying neighbor was about to be on the receiving end of her wraith

• “you’re troublesome, you know that?! always being so loud during the night, while some of us have work in the morning! get out here right fucking now and turn that god-awful music down!”

• abby let out a shaky, frustrated breath, suddenly being met with a tense silence, she took a step away from the door, thinking she finally got her neighbor to quiet down for once, before she hear that same agitating voice retort-

• “… whatever, grandma!”, followed by the music turning back on, laughter and chatter continuing into the night.

• by this point, abby’s chest and face were cherry red and she was stomping back to her house, trying to ignore the pang of embarrassment and frustration in her belly

• dr. anderson fell asleep with her earbuds in and woke up with a horrendous headache, only to have to get ready for her 7am shift at the hospital

• soon enough, abby was locking the door to her townhouse, double checking the contents of her lunch bag and briefcase (a gift from her dad, duh), when she noticed it, noticed her

• dressed in a kitsch black coat with fluffy white fur around the sleeves, donning gloves and a matching baby blue scarf in the middle of god forsaken october, was her favorite next door neighbor, blissfully unaware of the death stare she was receiving

• abby felt her eye twitch when she noticed her bare legs leaning against the railing that lead to her front door- the irony

• “hey! you!” abby made her way over to her neighbor’s staircase, nearly tripping over her bags and coat, before she stopped at the bottom, staring up at her with tired bloodshot eyes and a red, scrunched up face

• “um… hi? do i know you?”

• “don’t act all sweet now, you need to be put in your place. what the hell is wrong with you-“

• on the other hand, you lazily smiled, and continued staring at her. must be my lucky day, you thought, eyeing abby’s buff body and biting your lower lip, eyes sticking to her arms which were flailing around as she yelled at you for- oh, she’s the woman from last night!

• “y’know, you could’ve just joined us, right? i don’t bite”, you replied, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

• abby, who despite being caught off guard by your borderline flirty statement, was about to keep going off on you, suddenly got interrupted by her apple watch alarm, warning her that she’ll be late for work

• she looked back at you with storms in her eyes, her glare making you straighten up and cross your arms defensively; your neighbor wasn’t only hot, but also intimidating

• “i do. this isn’t over, you better be home later. we need to talk.”, and with that abby walked away, leaving you with the sight of her towering form disappearing in the streets of new york, prompting you to dramatically fan yourself as your body heated up from the sight

• oh, you were definitely feeling inspired now.

[alottiegoingon]

hc! jealous and possessive jackie

jackie taylor x gn! reader

summary: jackie being a menace while being jealous

warnings: characters are aged up even tho theres no nsfw, jackie sucks at talking about her feelings, bad communication at first, established relationship but toxic at first?, way too sweet petnames, jackie being clingy, dumb reader, NOT proofread, i see jackie as a lesbian but i tried to make it more inclusive so gn reader

thank you for the idea, anon!! mwah <3

- you and jackie were the perfect couple at school. if life was like a teen romcom movie, you two would be like magnets; drawing everyone's attention and turning heads to you in the hallways

- jackie was the most popular girl at the wiskayok high school. being the captain of the yellowjackets was a big help but her personality was the main reason. she was born to be the leader. she the one to enchant people with no big efforts except for maybe just a smile or a charming look

- you didn't care about being popular but it was a consequence of being jackie's partner. it was really easy to notice all the looks directed at your girlfriend but you weren't much of a jealous person. you trusted jackie and knew that, to her, it wasn't anything but friendly attention or jealous fake people

- jackie, however, was the complete opposite.

- while being jealous, jackie would totally try to make you jealous by being too flirty with someone she hated, using them. she didn't care about them, but she did care about you

- she would bat her eyelashes, smile in a sweeter way and play coy while you were staring at her with a raised eyebrow and a perplexed expression but the moment you looked away, she would suddenly stop all of that and never talk to that poor person again

- jackie would be SO petty, ignoring you on purpose and not responding to your petnames for her, or touches. "hi, bunny. wanna go to the movies tonight?" you kiss jackie's cheek but she barely looks at you when rejecting your idea

- "i don't know. why don't you ask nat?" her words would drip with bitterness and all you did was to ask nat the time earlier that day

- once, during party in the woods, you were talking to jackie's friends from her soccer team. you still didn't remember the name of everyone but still tried to be nice to all of them; they were jackie's friends and you loved her

- jackie was in charge of getting you two drinks but distracted herself in the way in the second a few people called her, and you were left behind, deciding to make the best out of the situation

- when you and jackie werent together, you would spend your time watching lots of movies that you know she wouldnt like, like a nightmare on elm street. much to your surprise, van also liked horror movies and mentioned how it was a common thing to watch with her girlfriend taissa. they both loved scream

- you two quickly jumped into an enthusiastic discussion, ranking horror movies, gossiping about actors, chattering about upcoming movies that you were dying to see

- van innocently touched your shoulder as you two shared a good laugh after joking about how chaotic would be if someone dumped a bunch of red paint (blood was too much, you are no monster duh) on the students during the prom

- ironically, that happened during the exact moment that jackie was walking back to you. her grip on the red plastic cups got so tight that a few drops of the drink fell over. her happy and always ready to please expression turns into a pair of narrowed eyes and a grimace of jealousy

- the first thing you notice is jackie's voice and she slid her right arm firmly around your waist right after she shover your drink onto your own hand in a swift move. "hi, baby. i missed you!"

- and she kisses your cheek, tightening her clasp on your skin. her face changed to being serious, from seconds ago, to putting on a hollow and forced smile. jackie was good at soccer, good at makeup, good at choosing clothes, but, come on, she wasn't good at pretending

- "i-i missed you too." you utter in a bewildered voice but can't help yourself from smiling and feeling comfortable being so close to jackie. "van and i were joking about how fu-" you try to explain the joke but jackie doesn't seem interested. instead, she cuts you off and her grip on your waist moves to your arm, squeezing the fabric of your jacket, getting ready to drag you away

- "nice. can we talk for a second?" her faux smile doesn't go away until you politely said goodbye to van and let your girlfriend lead you to where your car was parked. her steps were firm and you had to glance back to ensure her furious strides hadn't scorched the grass

- "did you have fun talking to your new friend van?" jackie asks with a fierce glare.

- at first, you didn't get the memo. you had no idea why jackie was acting so furious but you thought it could be the stress from the upcoming exams. "well, yeah. they are really nice. can you believe that they like horror movies? even nightmare on elm..." you innocently blabbered about the exciting conversation you had with van but your voice trailed off as you noticed her raised eyebrows in disbelief

- "go on." she folds her ams across her chest, looking at you up and down

- "i mean, no. i was just waiting for you to come back!" you defend yourself, knowing it was useless now. "oh, really? cause you looked like you were having a blast." she strikes back

- "i just thought it would be fun if i-" you tried to explain but then you finally realize what was going on. "wait. are you jealous?"

- jackie's frown softens and her fury goes away but her arms remained crossed. "what? no." her voice is in a higher tone, a little whiny.

- "jackie..." you spoke softly. getting closer to her, your hands were the one to gently hold her waist now as you helped her to sit on the hood of your car. you positioned yourself in the middle of her legs and, even against her pride, she didn't complain when your hands touched her face

- "van is nice. they have a great taste for movies and they are really sweet." jackie looks at you in astonishment, not believing in what she was hearing. she was ready to slap your shoulder in response to your bold move "but i can't look at anyone else if it means that it isn't you." and just like magic, she melts

- "no one else in the entire world has your smile or your beautiful eyes. no one else scrunches their nose when they're happy. no one else is as smart, brilliant, kind and enchanting as you. i love you. you know that, right?" your foolish grin matched the look of adoration in your eyes as you were carefully memorizing every detail of jackie's face while talking.

- "yeah, i know. i love you too." and just like that, a rosy hue spread across her cheeks. she wasn't even able to held the eye contact for too long without sharing the same foolish smile of yours

- with a tender kiss on her soft lips and the delicate act of tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear, the night was saved and jackie's lips curled into an adorable pout that forced you to kiss her over and over again

- "okay, whatever." she gives in, trying to sound less shy by cleaning her throat. "let's just get out of here, it's freezing!" she says, leaping off the car hood. you open the door of the passenger's side for her, ready to offer your jacket as well.

- "whatever you want, bunny."

[artiststarme]

Don't Call Me Stupid

Can I make you cry four times in one day @pyrohonk? I hope you guys like it and please leave your thoughts in the comments!

Now with a Part 2!

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Steve was used to being the dumb one. He was the kid in class that would ask stupid questions that the other kids and sometimes even the teacher would laugh at. He never quite understood what teachers were saying in class or what the words written on the board were supposed to mean with their squiggly letters that jumped around. Eventually he learned not to raise his hand at all. Better to be confused than embarrassed, right?

Nancy, when they were dating, would always call him an idiot. He brushed it off at the time but looking back, it made him wonder. If he was a little bit smarter, a little more astute, would things have gone differently? Would Nancy have sought comfort in him instead of running off to Jonathan? Would he have noticed Barb’s disappearance from his yard that started all of this in the first place? He had to wonder but even that wouldn’t change anything. 

His stupidity was also a highlight point for his parents to focus on. He once was the popular jock, an airhead but one that was popular and good at sports. Now, he was just a deadbeat that barely graduated high school and certainly couldn’t get into college. He was a loser working at a dead-end job that was going nowhere in life. Ah, what pride he brought to his parents now. He could only grieve the life he used to lead every time he saw his parents staring at him in disdain. At least he had the Party… right?

It was a well known fact throughout the Party that Steve was a little slow. His brain worked at a different pace than the rest of them, a concept woefully apparent to everyone. His brain was focused on the music underlying the Russian code and the Black Widows underneath the floorboards. He was the last to connect the dots and truly only helped the Party by taking hits to the head. They only kept him around to take the hits after all. 

Even Robin, his best friend in the world, his platonic soulmate with a capital P, called him a dingus on a near hourly basis. Sure, it was affectionate now but it started as a derogatory term to poke fun at his intelligence, or lack thereof. He was a fool in her eyes, affectionate or not. Even still, he was just the dumbass that slept around with half of Hawkins, a sassy soundboard for her to bounce lesbian crushes off of. 

He was used to being called stupid but it still hurt every time. 

So in the first fight he and Eddie have as a couple, it really hits a sore spot when Eddie hisses, “what are you, stupid?”

All of the fight drained out of Steve in an instant leaving a broken, empty shell in its place. His anger melted away to reveal the hurt hidden underneath. “You should go.”

“What? No, we’re talking this through,” Eddie shook his head, giving him a look of confusion. 

“I probably won’t understand anyways since I’m so stupid. So you should go, save your breath. Whatever you think is probably right anyways.” With that, Steve walks up the stairs to his bedroom and locks the door behind him. He pulls his old Walkman over his ears and lets the sad tones of Queen’s All Dead, All Dead wash over him. 

He was sick of being treated like trash by everyone he talked to. Everyone that was supposed to love him; his parents, Nancy, Robin, Eddie, the kids. They all thought he was a dumbass. He’d tried so hard to be better, to be smarter, to be more useful to everyone else. But in his quest, he lost everything that he once was. He lost his charisma, he lost his old friends, and his hobbies to become this loser who still no one liked. 

So, he ignored his boyfriend’s knocks on his door, turned up his tunes, and planned his move away from Hawkins. If he wasn’t appreciated here, maybe he would be anywhere else.

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[bitchyfoxymama]

I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship - Rhaenyra x F!Reader - Modern AU

Alternatively: We Should Be Lovers Instead

Warnings: friends to lovers, lesbian x bisexual, the children still exist in this!, Alicent playing matchmaker, brief mention of homophobia, Daemon and Harwin, Fluff, smut will be in part 2!

A/N: it's lesbian visibility week and as your fav lesbian author it is my duty to write WxW fics this week! Boys are taking a backseat this week sorry yall!

Beta read by @howaboutcastiel

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"Rhaenyra darling, you're my best friend," you say in front of the mirror to yourself. You've been pacing for the last 30 minutes, "I wanna ruin our friendship. We should be lovers instead. No, no, no. Ah, come on y/n you can do this!" 

Rhaenyra has had 2 failed relationships, which gave her 5 wonderful boys who all call you auntie and whom you'd die for. But it's time to put on the big girl panties and confess your feelings to her so that you can either finally get together with her or move on after she lets you down. 

"Okay okay okay," you pull out your phone and dial Alicent, your other best friend and confidant. She's the only one to know of your feelings for the Targaryen. 

"I can't do it, Ali," you whine the moment she picks up, forgoing letting her greet you. 

"Darling Y/n, if you don't confess to Nyra today, I will go over there and kick your ass. How many times have I told you she feels the same for you and has for just as long as you have?" 

"You really think she feels the same way I do?" You know she can't see the face you’re making currently, but she can hear it. 

"Y/n, you were as much her gay awakening as she was yours. Remember in 8th grade at Lannisters’ boy girl party when the bottle landed on you?" She is hoping to calm your nerves just a bit. 

"Yeah? What about it?" You try to remember that dumb party that happened nearly 2 decades ago. 

You had just gotten your braces on the very week of Jason Lannister’s birthday party. You knew none of the boys wanted to kiss you since you had braces, and that made you nervous.

You'd realized you were only into girls not even 3 months prior, but had been keeping it in, in fear of bullying and the fact that you had a very obvious not obvious crush on Rhaenyra Targaryen. You'd confided in Alicent Hightower about your realization, and she had affirmed her friendship with you even though she came from a highly religious background. She told you nothing would stop the two of you from being friends. 

You were all sitting in a circle with an empty glass bottle in the middle. You prayed to the Seven that your turn didn't land on any of the boys. Sure, Harwin and Jason were good-looking, and landing on them wouldn't be ‘bad’ per se, but you'd dread it if you actually had to kiss them. 

It was as if the Seven, the old gods and any diety out there had been looking upon you at that moment because when Rhaenyra spun the bottle instead of landing on the one person she had been hoping for—Harwin Strong, whom she had a very obvious crush on—it instead landed on you. Her best friend since diapers. 

"Uh… you can spin again, Nyra. You don't have to kiss a girl." Jason eyed you directly into your soul. Like he knew your secret. 

"Huh? No, a turn is a turn. I don't mind kissing Y/n. She's my best friend. You don't mind me kissing you, do you?" She looked at you with those beautiful lilac eyes. 

"Y-yeah, I don't mind," you managed out. 

"Then it's settled," Rhaenyra said as she started to crawl across the way to you. When she was near, she sat down and gently placed a hand on your cheek while her free hand lay on yours. She closed her eyes and leaned in. You kept yours open until the last possible second, and only when her nose brushed against your cheek did they finally close.

Her lips were soft, and they tasted like strawberries. The kiss didn’t last long, but you wished she didn't pull away when she did. You both smiled at one another. You wished you could tell her how you feel. You never expected it to take 20 years, a few failed relationships on both of your parts. 

"That was the same night she told me she had enjoyed that kiss. That you were her own gay awakening, or rather bisexual awakening," Alicent hums through the phone. 

"I-she never told me that," you blush at the thought of Rhaenyra enjoying your first kisses being with each other. 

There’s a knock at your door stopping you from continuing your conversation with Alicent. 

"Hey, Ali, I'm gonna need to call you back. There’s someone at the door.” You fail to hear the excited squeal she lets out as she tells you that you'd better answer. 

When you open the door to your apartmentment, you are met with the eyes of the woman you have been in love with since you were thirteen, at Jason Lannister's first boy-girl party. Rhaenyra Targaryen. 

"Nyra? What are you doing here—” you don't get to finish your sentence before her lips are on yours, devouring you. You are stunned, and it takes you a second to kiss her back, which causes her to pull away. You snake your fingers in her long hair and pull her back into you while you kick the door shut with your foot. 

You both tumble onto your couch, a mix of kisses and hands grabbing anywhere they can. She has one hand on the back of your head while her other is secured holding your waist.

Unfortunately, oxygen is needed for both of you to live. If you could have it any other way, the sound of her moans while she’s on top of you would be enough to sustain you. 

"Do you have any idea how long I've waited for you to make a move, perzītsos?" 

Little Flame. She's used that name on you for years, but hearing her say it as you've both just finished making out on your couch. It’s different. 

You hold her face in your hands as you stare up at her, a small smile gracing your lips. 

"You never seemed interested. You were off with Harwin and then Daemon. I didn't want to get my hopes up, but when I called Ali after pacing for half an hour worrying about what to say to you, she finally told me what I'd been waiting for since we were thirteen. That you had felt that same spark I did all those years ago." 

Rhaenyra lets out a hardy laugh when you mention Alicent’s name. She leans down and kisses you once more. 

"Ali sent me a text telling me to confess today. I said ‘to hell with it’ and came straight over." 

Your smile grows bigger on your face as you realize something.

"Hey Nyra? I want to ruin our friendship. We should be lovers instead." 

She smirks down at you as her hair curtains you both.

"Good, because we have a lot of catching up to do." she says as she kisses you once more.

[popyeojin]

good luck, baby!

skzfamily!hyunjin x exgf!reader

tw:Mentions of the female body, a little homophobia, closet lesbians (you heard right), mencion of hickeys and sex (Implicit)

After so long, Hyunjin was lying in bed next to her husband, she knew about the infidelity that the man was committing and still remained by his side for her children. She got up from the bed to see her old memories, they were all in the attic, apparently for jisung they were nothing more than trash but for her they were precious memories of her youth, she loved every memory what happened at that school And she started to cry, she didn't know why but there was some sadness in her feelings, she felt that she made a big mistake by marrying Jisung, even if she loved him she knew that he didn't.

and among so many memories she found some letters, she didn't know who it was from but even so after a while the perfume was still there and he noticed that it was not masculine and it was a feminine fragrance that gave her, unlocking those blocked memories that she preferred to stay that way but now she remembered that girl again made her doubt her sexuality “Y/N..” she whispered waiting for someone to respond.

He didn't remember the year but in her memories she heard that voice, That beautiful voice that you will never hear again “hyunnie!” said the girl of her fantasies “You fell asleep again, dumb” She still heard your voice after everything you went through together, she still felt those warm hands and those soft lips that she knew she would never have again in her life, "That is wrong!" She said in her thoughts, she couldn't have those thoughts and especially since she was a married woman, but at some point she also had an affair with a woman.

That night, she lost everything, “I don't wanna call it off, But you don't wanna call it love!” The girl yelled at her, suddenly she felt vulnerable and vivid, she remembered how she lost the love of her life, it was pouring rain and the girl was right, she never called it love and Every time they asked what they were, they were friends but friends do not have desires with their friends, friends do not kiss their best friends passionately, friends don't lock themselves in rooms either, friends don't leave hickeys on their friends' bodies So what were they? not even hyunjin knew it, she only knew how much he loved his beloved, but she is no longer anything more than jisung's wife. “And I cry, it's not fair, I just need a little lovin'” In her youth she did horrible things, she kissed so many boys after y/n broke up with her The bars became his best friends and yet that feeling never disappeared and today he only comes to find Hyunjin's suffering.

“Tell me Hyunjin, if you and I had been real girlfriends...don't you think we could have solved this?” Hyunjin stayed silent, why did she stay silent? She wanted to scream how much she loved her, but at the end of the day it was just her imagination she felt the yawns of little Chan walking around calling Her name, when had she spent so much time in the attic looking at those memories? She ran down the stairs, forgetting everything, but not y/n if it weren't for her parents' homophobia, the two of them could have been girlfriends, who knows, even wives, but That would be selfish, chan and changbin would not have been born, but maybe they would have been with minho, maybe she would have been with the love of her life “Good luck babe” The school reunion could help, but maybe not, she won't go to avoid seeing hyunjin, good luck hyunjin, I hope your husband treats you better.

note: IT'S NOT THE BEST BUT IT IS SOMETHING, And sorry if there are spelling mistakes, English is not my first language

[victimsofyaoipoll]

Round 3

Propaganda Under Cut

Suzi Q

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All she's literally ever done is have a few cute exchanges with Joseph and be a sweetheart in the short time we get to see her following her minor introduction, clearly cementing some sort of playful attraction between the two and without fail she's consistently bombarded with extreme mischaracterization to make her seem vapid and cruel (and occasionally homophobic but like in a Completely Oblivious Dumb Blonde way), that she's nothing more than a gold digger who wanted to marry rich, that Joseph only married her because "he lost his actual soulmate and had to settle for her", and that it was HER fault that Joseph cheated on her decades into their marriage. Frankly, everyone who makes jokes at Suzi Q's expense regarding the cheating scandal aren't as funny as they think they are!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

Literally all she’s ever done is be adorable and marry the hero and people either dismiss her completely or demonize her. She’s often ignored or made to play wing woman for the hero/sidekick ship OR she’s a horrible gold digger who only wants the hero for his money and/or she was only ever just a consolation prize for him when he couldn’t be with his sidekick. She also gets blamed for her husband having an affair. People like to say that she wasn’t good enough for him and could never replace his sidekick and that clearly he never REALLY loved her and it’s her fault for never measuring up. Her husband’s infidelity aside, she stayed married to that man for at least 60 years and canonically says she always believes in him and trusts him to save the day and yet people wanna say she doesn’t care about him. Or call her stupid for never imagining that her husband would cheat on her. The victim blaming gets really gross. 

Gwen

She stands in the way of Merthur, by far the most popular ship in the fandom. I haven’t seen it as much in recent years, but back in the days of fanfiction.net she got slut shamed so badly for having been romantically interested in three of the male characters over the course of the show, which is just... normal straight woman behavior, meanwhile Merlin crushed on pretty much every woman who even looked at him in the early seasons of the show and got no hate for that whatsoever. I barely even read Merthur fics (not because it’s m/m, just because certain aspects of their relationship don’t appeal to me) but the “Gwen is a slut” attitude was so pervasive across the fandom, even fics that weren’t explicitly anti-Gwen would “jokingly” call her a slut. I even saw a few fics demonizing her for having an affair with Lancelot despite the fact that SHE WAS ENCHANTED when that happened, and surprise surprise, Lancelot (who was also under the influence of magic) got none of that hate, and neither did Arthur, who got enchanted to fall in love with multiple women over the course of the show.

Canonically Arthur Pendragon's love interest and an important and interesting character in the show who's completely shoved aside and ignored in favour of the medieval bbc yaoi ship. At best they put her and Morgana in Lesbian Timeout (ie make them get together and then reduce them to wingwomen at best because god forbid we focus on the medieval bbc yuri). Justice for Gwen right now!

She is prince Arthur's love interest (eventually wife). Arthur is MADLY in love with her. He tells his tyrannical father he would give up his crown to be with her (she's a servant in the series). He forgives her cheating on him with Lancelot (!), which in the show is caused by an evil enchantment, but the characters never find out about it. He chooses her time and time again. His love for Gwen is literally never put into question. Many fans insist to this day that there was no chemistry between Gwen and Arthur compared to Arthur and Merlin. Arthur isn’t even particularly nice to Merlin most of the time! The funny thing is that Merlin himself ships these two so hard and does everything he can to help them get together!! Gwen & Arthur are adorable and too many fans were drunk on the yaoi fumes to see it. ARTHUR WAS A SIMP FOR GWEN.

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MAKING A POST ABOUT MY OLD PJO OCS LESGOOOOOO

Arlo Cannon

they/he, child of apollo

kind of a dumbass. this boy is only alive because of sheer dumb luck. he may be a half blood but you will have to pry "oh my god" and "jesus christ" out of his cold dead southern hands. he can play a few instruments and sing kinda well but hes annoying about it. he once wouldnt stop playing megalovania on the piano to annoy the other apollo kids. has a mental breakdown if he has to think about his feelings for more than thirty seconds.

Maximillian "max" Maxwell

they/them, child of ares

insecure about being insecure. dresses like a lumberjack. will kill you if you call them maxmax. bi disaster. my friend once said theyre giving man on tinder holding up a fish in their pfp vibes. wields an axe. they're 4'8 and yet still manage to contain the rage of a thousand suns.

Sullivan "sulli" O'Malley

she/her, daughter of athena

weird little trans girl. eleven years old. much like an owl shes strange, wise, and has a wide eyed unblinking stare. shes very much an athena kid but first and foremost shes her fathers daughter. aroace icon. homeschooled. has a fucked up sleep schedule to the point of being pretty much nocturnal. thinks camp half blood is weird and would much rather be with her dad every summer. autistic.

Quinn Evangeline

they/she/he, child of aphrodite

thinks hes alot cooler than they actually are. aromantic. loves to give love advice thats either really good or ends up crashing and burning. dyes their hair blonde. holds a grudge against her mom. their mortal dad is married to a man giving them two dads. has THE BEST fashion sense. thought he was a lesbian when they first realised shes not attracted to men.

Cameron Flores

he/him, child of hermes

quinns best friend. the day his executives start functioning its over for you all. gay disaster in all directions. acts and kinda looks like a tiktok fuckboy. often gossips with quinn in the back of aphrodite cabin. quinn made him swear not to date any of the aphrodite kids. devious little fucker. i hate him/aff

tagging @daggerhobbit @possibly-astraeus @fakevariety @o-kye

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PJO/HOO/TOA HEADCANONSSSS 🎉🎉🎉

WHOS READY TO RUMBLEE

also I haven’t read the books in awhile + I have terrible memory so o7

clears my throat

PERCY JACKSON:

—>all my faves had a emo phase. including Peter Johnson

—>he owns a BUNCH of different earrings, nothing too big or extravagant, but like a little fish, maybe an arrow, etc

—>dyes part of his hair blue because he’s Percy

—>Sally TOTALLY knew he was bi when he was little

—>has a bi flag necklace (I’m jealous)

—>once dyed his hair blonde while he was at camp and after everyone called him a dumb blonde he decided to never dye it blonde again

—>he totally loves having his hair played with cause Sally used to always play with his hair when he was a kid

—>his eyes change from blue to green depending on the lighting

—>he’s been the little mermaid for Halloween at LEAST once

—>has an extensive collection of Hawaiian shirts

ANNABETH CHASE:

—>she sticks a bunch of little pins on her Yankees hat

—>doesn’t know how to drive (at least not very well)

—>if she could she’d have road rage so much

—>probably owns at least 5 different pairs of earbuds/headphones that she uses on her iPod and/or Daedalus’s laptop

—>building a campus place similar to New Rome at CHB

—>instead of a box of chocolates for Valentines day, she once gave Percy a bag of M&M’s. but only the blue ones

—>drinks at least 3 cups of coffee most days

—>bi-curious/questioning

—>also questioning her gender a bit

—>read Harry Potter and couldn’t tell if she wanted to BE Hermione or be WITH Hermione (still can’t tell)

GROVER UNDERWOOD:

—>pan, ace

—>will eat anything if he’s stressed

—>has little rings he can put around his horns for added style

—>tism

—>he/they KING!!

—>will just snack on a head of lettuce

—>has to wear reading glasses (what a nerd /pos)

—>has an extensive knowledge of which plants around CHB taste good, and which taste bad (has definitely been taken to the medics once or twice for eating poisonous plants)

JASON GRACE:

—>everyone makes fun of him because of The Brick™️.

—>THEATER KID

—>will ramble to you about wolves for as long as you will let him

—>frequently dyes small strips of his hair with hair chalk

—>him and Annabeth are like best friends. please.

—>questioning

PIPER MCLEAN:

—>she ate the rest of the non-blue M&M’s for Annabeth

—>genderfluid she/her lesbian.

—>helps Hazel, Annabeth, and the other girls do their hair (and sometimes Percy)

—>sees Jason and Leo as her brothers

—>wears suits to fancy events

—>usually uses her charmspeak to win at board games

—>girl in red’s biggest fan

—>EVERYONES WINGMAN

LEO VALDEZ:

—>makes everyone friendship bracelets

—>will totally light candles just to watch them burn

—>pretends he’s Festus’s vet whenever he has to fix him

—>calls the Argo II his child

—>doesn’t have a proper sleep schedule in the slightest…

—>gay, demiboy

—>totally introduced everyone else to neo/xeno pronouns

—>he/they/it mainly, but also uses a bunch of neos and xenos

—>has a dragon stuffed animal he calls Festus Jr. that he struggles to sleep without

—>he is the autism creature /j

—>will call anyone in sight bro or dude

—>scared of heights

—>keeps calling himself “the rizzler”

REYNA AVILA RAMIREZ-ARELLANO:

—>therapist friend

—they/she

—demiromantic asexual

—>astrology lover

—>straight A student without trying or studying

HAZEL LEVESQUE:

—>the only person on the Argo II that can keep a plant alive (somehow)

—>unlabeled

—>her and Nico help paint everyone’s nails

—>is always wearing either a skirt or overalls. (better yet: overalls skirt)

—>lactose intolerant

—>totally holds a dance at Camp Jupiter that is similar to a school dance at least once a year

FRANK ZHANG:

—>token straight friend

—>has a fairly large stuffed animal collection (only to be rivaled by Octavian’s)

—>if he ever visits CHB he purposely avoids being near the fire

—>makes the rest of the 7 watch superhero movies with him

—>owns lots of comics

—>him and Percy ramble about superheroes and comics together

NICO DI ANGELO:

—>certified DJ of the 7

—>his favorite restaurant isn’t even McDonald’s.. (it’s Olive Garden /j)

—>if demigods could use technology, he would totally be a tumblr user. (happy (late) Ides of March)

—>THEATER KID

—>he keeps saying “gaslight gatekeep girlboss” and everyone is kinda confused

—>loves listening to 70s/80s/90s rock

—>is (attempting) to learn the drums

—>survives off of energy drinks and coffee

—>has a nightlight in his cabin for when Will visits

—>also listens to Crywank

WILL SOLACE:

—>definitely has dressed up as a lamp for Halloween

—>HE/THEY!!!

—> trying to convince Nico to be in a band with him, playing guitar, Austin, playing sax, and Apollo, playing flute (Nico’s not having it)

—>favorite color is “all of them”

—>attempts to grow plants (fails)

—>he would totally be addicted to Tiktok if he had it

—>if anyone asks what time it is he will respond one of three ways: “it’s time for lunch” “its game time” or “it’s time for you to get a WATCH”

—>he’s really bad at reading clocks

—>totally cried during Frozen

APOLLO/LESTER PAPADOPOULOS:

—>he/they bi icon

—>motto is “fake it til you make it”

—>adhd, probably

—>always looses board games

—>chronically online…

—>will purposely sing the wrong words to popular songs so half of CHB thinks they’ve been singing these songs wrong the entire time

—>him and Nico bond over saying things like “gaslight gatekeep girlboss”

—>scared of the dark

—>quotes Mean Girls at least once a day

—>trying to make a theater class at CHB (Chiron agrees, Dionysus is… not quite there yet)

—>surprisingly good at lying (fake it til you make it!)

—>some Aphrodite kids told him their skincare secrets while he was mortal and gave them a few products

—>wears eyeliner on a daily basis

—>when he was a mortal the Aphrodite cabin and his cabin played dress-up on him and made him wear a bunch of weird outfits

THATS ALL FOR NOW!!!!!

I bet you totally can’t tell who my favorites are by how much they have put down…. /s

TELL ME SOME OF YOUR HEADCANONS SO I CAN ADD THEM TO MY HOARD

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More random SecurityWaiter/DreamTheory headcanons (part 3)

+some general fnaf movie stuff

-I like the idea that Mike, Abby, Ness, Vanessa, Max, and Cory(/whatever his characters name is/would be) are all friends and call themselves the fazgang, which Ness, Abby, and Vanessa were definitely the ones who came up with that

-Mike eventually agrees to take Ness to Freddy’s after months of asking, and the two of them + Abby and Vanessa all go together to hang out with the animatronics and tell each other stuff about the place (Ness finally finds out the truth abt everything)

-Mike listens to 80’s music and like “male manipulator” type shit (he’s an angsty trans guy bros a stereotype /pos) and Ness is a def a Swifty he loves “white girl who’s friends are almost all gay men” type music /hj

-when Abby finds out that Mike and Ness like each other, she is GOBSMACKED because her brother has always been chronically bitchless on both ends but then she gets all excited to try and play match maker (she asks Vanessa for help and they’re actually kinda good at it)

-Vanessa is a LESBIAN and I am MIKENESSAS #1 HATER !! /hj /lh

-Ness loves embarrassing Mike any chance they get ever (they do try their best not to overstep but they’re a bit bad at gauging where the line is, especially since Mike isn’t very good at communicating, so they do go too far sometimes but it’s ok normally it’s all good and fun and Mike secretly likes it he’s like “hehe that’s right they’re my partner and I’m their boyfriend hehe I’m a boyfriend hehe”)

-Mike and Ness are so clingy I will never shut up abt it they will text and call any time they’re apart but they’re together like any chance they get and when they’re out in public, Ness will make it obvious they’re together in every way they can (without making Mike uncomfortable) and Mike can be a bit possessive over them like if he’s upset or feels left out or like Ness isn’t paying him enough attention to him (etc etc which like doesn’t happen often cause Ness is obsessed with him) he’ll get more physically and openly clingy (example is my last art piece they’re so cute) and in private they’re just like always touching, kissing, hugging, cuddling, rubbing, caressing, tracing, holding they are SO CLINGY IDC

-Abby makes the fazgang friendship bracelets

-Mike is NOT a jewelry person even remotely but he will wear anything Abby or Ness gives him, he just makes it known that he prefers bracelets and rings as they’re more subtle and usually more masculine

-Ness on the other hand loves jewelry and accessories and fun clothing in general. They have earings, bracelets, rings, pins, glasses, jackets, belts, pants and shirts with fun designs, etc. he loves dressing up

-Ness’ love language is yapping (info dumping, rambling, pet names, words of affirmation, etc.) and Mike loves to listen (even though he has no idea what they’re on abt half the time, he just likes hearing their voice and seeing them happy/excited/passionate)

-Mike and Ness absolutely share music with/make playlists for each other, even though majority of the time their music taste is NOT similar like AT ALL 💔💔💔

-Ness likes buying Mike shirts. Usually they’ll be nice and buy him shirts with stuff he’s interested in on it (music, movies, etc.) but he will also buy dumb things or cheesy couple stuff to see how much he can get away with (Mike always wears them, even if he thinks they’re dumb, though if they’re too dumb he’ll usually wear hoodies and jackets over them. Still wears them though)

-Mike and Ness absolutely steal each others clothes. They don’t wear them, cause they’re different sizes and styles, but being the clingy hoes they are, they’ll steal shirts and hoodies and stuff just simply to have, especially if they have to be apart for a long time

-whenever/if Mike eventually gets top surgery, Ness immediately becomes more touchy because they know that Mike is far more comfortable. They hug and cuddle him without worry, they run their hands across his chest, they kiss his scars, etc. UGH they’re so sweet I love them

-fall and winter are Mike and Ness’ favorite seasons. Mike loves it because of the cooler and darker weather, meaning he can comfortably layer clothes and experiences less weather related sensory issues (temperature, sunlight, etc.), Ness loves the holidays and the seasonal treats

-Mike and Ness love carnival and arcade dates. Ness loves carnival treats and rides, Mike likes winning games, they both like getting cute little prizes for each other. They do have to take precautions for overstimulation though lol. Noise canceling headphones (Ness has the obvious over ear ones that they like to decorate, Mike wears ear plugs/buds), sunglasses if lights are too much, little codes to let the other know that they need a break or wanna leave, etc.

-they cook together. Again, I do love the “Mike can’t cook for shit” headcanon but frankly that’s not super likely so they just cook together and it’s cute

-cute at home movie dates where they either bond over nerdy shit (like Marvel, Star Wars, whatever) and Ness can’t stop talking about his theories and Easter eggs and general things he thinks about the movies the whole time, which Mike doesn’t mind since he’s already seen them plenty of times and again he just likes listening to Ness, or Ness makes them watch cheesy romcoms that make Mike want to pull his hair out and he actively complains and makes fun of the characters the whole movie, which Ness doesn’t mind cause like yeah he’s right but they’re also always like “omg us” and Mike is like “what no nuh uh we’re so much cooler than them/I don’t act anything like that” and then Ness gives him a look and Mike is like “babe, stop, no, we’re/im not like that” and then Ness starts making a silly little impression of some shit Mike does and then Mike sees their point but is still stubborn abt it and just akskdslsdn you get the idea

-ok that’s all for now giggles

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It’s How Guys Talk

Cynthia is a virgin and a lesbian and lives in the 1950s. For better or worse, she decides Gil is her best bet for advice.

aka cynthia goes to big brother gil for a sex talk

This is not smut, they are simply talking about their feelings. Also Cynthia and Lydia are out to their inner circles.

———

Things were going good. Too good. Good enough that Cynthia was starting to understand that feeling Jane had talked about, waiting for a bomb to drop.

It’s been easier than she imagined, being with Lydia. During rehearsals they’d find ways to hold hands without making a scene about it, Floyd and Arthur would help hide it as well. Not that they thought the rest of the thespians would care, but they were afraid of chatter.

They’d go to the drive in, they’d meet up on the concessions roof and “watch” the movie from there. It’s surprisingly easy access and also weirdly private. They’d hangout on weekends. Sometimes weeknights when Cynthia’s dad gets stuck at the shop and Lydia’s parents think they have homework or rehearsing to do.

Getting alone time, weirdly, was not the problem.

It was easy being around Lydia. She laughed at her jokes, when she didn’t laugh she’s roll her eyes and Cynthia would bug her until she finally gave in and laughed at the dumb joke. Lydia would help Cynthia with her english homework, Cynthia would run lines with Lydia.

They would tell stories, secrets. Tell each other about their pasts. One night at the drive in, the movie playing was one Cynthia’s mom had liked. Lydia saw she had been acting weird about it, and to both their surprise Cynthia had opened up about it. Cynthia really hates vulnerability, but with Lydia, it wasn’t so scary.

So simply being with each other, also not the problem.

Eventually, all that other stuff ends up the same way. If Lydia is doing her homework, she’s not giving Cynthia attention. So, Cynthia will, very maturely, steal something from Lydia. Which, she will not return until she receives a kiss. And who’s Lydia to say no, she needs her pencils after all.

Rehearsing is always easier when fully committed as they both know, so they’re sure not to skip over any kisses. And sometimes they forget to go back to the play. Most of the time.

Cynthia could kiss Lydia forever, whenever. She’s got her trapped under a spell and she doesn’t even care. She’s a lovesick puppy and that’s fine by her.

So kissing, in itself, is not the problem.

No, the problem is that kissing is so good, and it has recently become… intense. Their contact becoming closer, their hands wandering further, and their layers getting less and less. And it’s all so good.

But Cynthia always stops.

She doesn’t want to. She really, really doesn’t want to. But eventually the intensity becomes overwhelming and she just, full stops. She gets lost after some point and doesn’t want to mess anything up. So Lydia goes home, and Cynthia lays in her bed kicking herself.

Lydia is always nice about it, but Cynthia can’t help but feel like she’s disappointing her. If she’s honest, she’s disappointing herself.

She doesn’t want to mess it up. It’s not like they give much sex ed about straight relationships, and there’s definitely nothing to help out a gay virgin. At least straight people have something to work with to figure it all out. For her, it felt hopeless.

But she had to do something, she was starting to go a little crazy. So, she called the only person she could think of.

***

“I want to have sex.”

“Jesus, Cynthia, my ears.” Gil cringed from behind the wheel of his car. Cynthia had called him up out of nowhere and said it was urgent. So, he got there as quick as he could. However, those were not the first words he wanted to hear when she hopped into the passenger seat.

“No, Gil, seriously, I need your help.”

“I’m not having sex with you Cynthia.”

“Ew, gross! Not with you, dumbass.” Cynthia hit him in the arm. “With Lydia. Obviously.”

“Okay? Then do it I don’t know what you want from me.” Gil held his arm where she had punched him and he watched her expression soften.

“It’s not that easy.” She said as she sat back in the seat and crossed her arms.

“What do you mean?” He shifted to face her more. She just looked out the windows for a second.

“You know what, this was stupid. I’m sorry—” She opened the door and started to leave but Gil pulled her back inside.

“Hey, kid, look I’m sorry, ok? What’s up, you can talk to me.”

Cynthia looked at him and sighed. She could tell her face was starting to get red but she hoped he would assume it’s from the heat.

“Things with Lydia have been good, great even. It’s just… Things have been starting to feel more… Intense. And it’s a good intense, don’t get me wrong,” They both chuckled. “But I feel like we’re wanting to go further but I just don’t know… how.”

Gil was looking at her and any awkwardness he was feeling he was hiding very well, which Cynthia appreciated because she knew she was not doing so herself.

“Cynth, I wanna help you, I do, but it’s different for you.”

“I know!” She covered her face with her hands. “I know that. And I know I tease but you know more about handling women than I do. You’re my best bet right now.”

He chewed the inside of his cheek as he thought it over. “Okay. How far have you gotten.”

Cynthia glanced at him and then shy’d back to the window. “Second.” She said, trying to suppress a smile. Gil chuckled and ruffled her hair.

“Not bad kid, not bad.”

She shooed him off of her and started fixing her bangs. “Yeah yeah, but what do we do after?”

“Well, you’ve got to keep it casual. You can’t put too much expectation into it or else it’s gonna fall flat. And you’ve got to make sure she’s okay with everything going forward. Hey,” He looked Cynthia in the eyes. “I’m serious about that. You make sure you’re both comfortable and if not you stop. You understand?” He pointed at her, she nodded. “Out loud.”

“I understand.”

“Okay. From there, you might not like this answer but, you’ve really just got to feel it out.” Cynthia groaned. “I know, but your body will know what it wants, and if you’re talking to each other, you’ll know what she wants.”

Cynthia sat with that idea for a minute. She knew she wanted more. She could imagine what that might entail, but there were so many what if’s, so many unknowns. She wasn’t sure if she was ready to risk it.

“What if I do it wrong.” She says quietly.

“I’m not gonna lie to you kid, you might.” He sighs. “You’ll probably be a little nervous, it will more likely than not be awkward,”

“You’re not building my confidence.”

“But. You guys have been together for long enough now, all of that is part of the magic. You mess up and then you guys laugh it off and try again. And, you can change your mind and stop at any point. It feels like a big deal, and I’m not saying it’s not, but don’t stress about it.”

Cynthia breathed out a laugh. “Thanks Gilliam.” She punched him in the arm again, playful this time.

“Don’t sweat it. It’s what guys do.”

She smiled at that. “Any other tips and tricks?”

Gil pondered for a moment. “A little teasing never hurts.” He says looking out at the road, a smirk forming. Cynthia nodded, trying to hide the awkwardness she’s feeling. He continued, “And you know… foreplay is—“

“Ew, gross, never mind don’t tell me I don’t wanna know.” She shut down and refused to look at him.

“I would say use protection but I don’t really know how you’d,”

“Ugh, Gil I said gross.” Cynthia shuddered as she opened the car door and got out.

“You’re welcome!” Gil shouted as she left, chuckling to himself.

***

Cynthia’s dad is working late. She knows he won’t be home for a while. So, she invites Lydia over. Currently, they’re both in her room. This is cool. Cool cool cool.

“So, what are your plans for the—“ Lydia starts but is quickly cut off my Cynthia practically pouncing on her and starting a passionate kiss. They eventually break apart and Lydia mutters quickly, “I can get on board with this.” They both chuckle and return back to each other.

It was heated and a little sloppy and desperate and fun, god was it fun. Cynthia could feel all her thoughts and anxieties welling in her head but she suppressed them as far as she could and just kept kissing and kissing and kissing.

She eventually found the courage to move her kisses from Lydia’s lips down to her jaw, then her neck, then her collarbone.

“Cynthia?” She heard Lydia’s voice but it sounded far away. “Hey, Cynth,” She felt Lydia’s hands gently pulling her face back to eye level.

“Why’d you stop? Did I do something wrong?” Cynthia asked.

“No, no not at all you were… It was very nice.” She giggled. “I just, wanted to check on you.” She said it calmly. A glint in her eye telling Cynthia she knows something.

“Yeah, no yeah I’m good I’m ready to go if you are.” She leaned in for another kiss but Lydia pulled back.

“Cyn.” She stroked her cheekbone with her thumb. “Talk to me.”

Cynthia looked at her girlfriend and sighed as she rolled off to the side of her and sat criss-crossed on her bed.

“Things have been going so good. I really really like being with you in ways I can’t even explain with words. And I really like kissing you. Like, so much.” Lydia smiled at that. “I just, when things start to get heated… I don’t know I panic. It’s not that I don’t want to do other things with you obviously, it’s just… scary.” Cynthia’s voice was small, she kept her gaze focused on the piece of her comforter she was picking at.

She watched as Lydia’s hand took her fidgety one and looked up to meet her eyes. “It’s scary for me too.” She said.

“It is?” Cynthia breathed.

“Yes! It’s scary to be intimate like that, and I’ve never done it before with anyone, so I don’t know what I’m doing either.”

“Oh my god.” Cynthia let out a sigh and rested her head on Lydia’s shoulder as the other girl laughed. “I was so worried I’d mess something up and you’d think I was terrible at sex and break up with me.”

“I would never.” Lydia chuckled. Cynthia giggled along side her.

They sat like that for a moment. Letting the comfortable silence wash over them as Cynthia embraced the comfort of the crook of Lydia’s neck. It was nice. She liked this.

“Hey,” Lydia broke their silence and turned her head to Cynthia, using her finger to gently guide her face up from her shoulder. “Let’s take it slow, alright? We’re not in a rush. Whatever happens, happens. Okay?”

Cynthia nodded. “Okay.”

“Okay.”

They both smiled into another kiss. This one soft and tender. A signature to the deal they’ve just made. Sweet.

Lydia pulled away first, leaving Cynthia chasing after her. “Why don’t we watch TV.” Lydia whispered, scanning Cynthia’s face before getting up from the bed and heading to the living room. Cynthia watched in awe after her girlfriend as she walked away. Turns out Gil was right, a little teasing didn’t hurt.

———

a/n: Gil and Cynthia friendship is actually so important to me they are so siblings. Our sweet thesbians don’t know a thing about sex but I’m sure they figure it out one day, not today though. They do make out practically the entire time they’re watching tv though. Cynthia does stop to sing along to the Ipana commercial and Lydia calls her dumb but let’s her finish.

ps if you read all the way through this you should check out this edit i made of them bc i really like it and would like if it got some more love that’s all thank you for reading <3

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revamped some of my old mlp ocs !! lil bios and whatnot under the cut (o´〰`o)♡*✲ﾟ*。

Valentine

agender! they/it

their friends call them Vee!

their talent is writing those really cheesy and dumb valentines day cards that come in packs of like 24 at michaels. at least, that’s what they tell anyone who asks

a cutie pie, knows it, and often uses their looks to get what they want

their dad is a changeling and their mom is a pony. their birth was unnatural and 70% magic

bit sketchy ngl. lil bit of a bitch. talks behind people’s backs

loves their gf Cheshire and though they tease her a lot, if anyone else says anything even kind of mean to or about her Vee will literally kill them

Cheshire

Vee’s anxious bat pony girlfriend

lives in the woods

cries when she walks into table corners

her talent is talking to rodents? she can’t talk to any other animal but rats and mice love her

kind of a dumbass but tries her best. just has no braincells

can and will dissolve into tears at any second

usually found with a multitude of scratches from various encounters with unfriendly creatures in the Everfree Forest

nonbinary! she/her

Rag Doll

everyone calls them Doll

their talent is making crochet stuffed animals

an absolute sweetheart and is, like, a suspiciously good person. they probably murdered someone in a past life

has a very gentle kind voice and lovely doe eyes

demi gal! they/she

nonbinary lesbian :)

the kind of person everyone falls at least a little bit in love with

adopted kid of Twilight Sparkle and Sunset Shimmer

Rainstorm

her friends call her Rain, her family calls her Rainstorm

mute, uses pegasus sign language to talk

gf of Sterling and basically the only pony Sterling actually gives a shit about

her talent is aerial dancing

has a twin brother called Typhoon who isn’t around much but Rain still loves him

quiet and thoughtful. very introspective and usually keeps to herself, though she’s not antisocial

is bi! used to go out with a guy from the dance studio she attends

Sterling

defensive and closed off, doesn’t like being vulnerable

gf of Rain and would literally die for her, since she’s pretty much the only person who genuinely seems to enjoy Sterling’s company

her talent is jewelry making

has had a multitude of admirers but has scared off literally every potential romantic partner (except for Rain, of course)

disaster lesbian

has been in love with Rain since they were foals

volunteers at Cheerilee’s school even though she claims she doesn’t like kids 

Hazelnut Spread

goes by Hazel or Hazelnut

honestly a bit stuck up but really does mean well

more loyal to her family than anything else

claims she doesn’t like Doll because they’re “too nice”. actually secretly has a huge dumb crush on them and hates the fact that they make her feel all warm and fuzzy inside

her talent is making those super fancy crepes that look amazing but are really impractical to eat

her mom is Pinkie Pie, her bio dad is Pokey Pierce

trans-femme!

Marzipan Mascarpone Meringue Madness

has like a hundred nicknames cause their name is a fucking mouthful. mainly goes by Marzi but is also called Mads by their family

SO loud like jesus christ bitch please fucking chill

its talent is making rock candy that doubles as hallucinogens

has ADHD and physically cannot sit still

the “rebel child” but in name only. she loves her family and they approve of everything she does (except Hazel but, you know)

pangender! they/she/he/it/xe/fae/whatever else, marzi’s not picky

xer mom is Pinkie Pie, xer bio dad is Cheese Sandwich

does a lot of ecstasy and shrooms

Chestnut

her talent is making really wonderful coffee. like it’s not fancy or anything, it’s just normal coffee, but it’s the best and most comforting you’ll ever taste

trans-femme!

very warmhearted and welcoming. has a knack for making others feel safe around her

everyone calls her by her full name, but Jagged Note calls her ‘Chex’ sometimes

constantly stressed out, deals with a lot of anxiety though she manages to hide it well. more or less. sorta

Jagged Note

Chestnut’s loving bf

known to everyone as Jay

his talent is making hyper pop scream-o music

trans-masc! he and chestnut are T4T :)

very chill and laidback, thus is the one to calm chestnut down when she gets overwhelmed 

claims to be punk and badass even though he cries at that one chef boyardee commercial 

[that-tmr-girl]

New Things

Brenda x female reader

Tugging on Brenda's hair leads from makeup kisses to intense sex.

Submissive Brenda, masterbation, oral (received), fingering, hair pulling kink

I wasn't crazy. I know she saw it. I know she’s looking at him like that too. I know she feels something for Thomas. Even if he's in love with someone else, it’s clear that there's something there.

We were planning to save Minho. It was so simple too. We kidnap Teresa, get in, and get Minho out.

He was making it complicated though. We all knew why.

He still loves her. That's so obvious.

Brenda didn't get it though. Probably because she's crushing on him.

“What's going on with you?”She asked in a sympathetic tone. It was so soft and gentle, one full of sweetness and care.

Being done with all of them, I walked out before anyone could blink. Letting the door shut, I stormed off to my room.

Fuck this shit. Fuck everyone.

“Y/N? Y/N?”an all too familiar voice called, running after me. Ignoring it, I sped up despite her calling louder. Reaching my door, I quickly opened and went to slam it shut only for her to put her foot inside it.

“Go away,”I demanded.

“What's wrong? Why’d you leave like that?”She interrogated, forcing her way in. Keeping my mouth shut, I simply stood in the middle of the room. “Y/N? What happened?”She repeated, going to touch my arm. Pulling away, I scowled at her.

“What happened is you being all over him.”

“Excuse me?”She asked quickly.

“Don't play dumb. You know you're jealous of Teresa. If you want him, you can go get him. I’m not dealing with it.”

“Dealing with it? Y/N, he’s just a friend.”

“Yeah. A friend you probably want to make out with again,”I spat, the bitterness in my tone obvious to anyone.

“You and I weren't together, and we were both on something. That was all.”

“Don't treat me like I’m stupid.”

“I’m not. I’m just saying that you don't have to worry about him. I’m literally a lesbian.”

Rolling my eyes, I crossed my arms over my chest. Her words were true, but I didn't want that right now. I just want her to stop looking at her in a way that she should only look at me.

“You're being a jealous girlfriend. We both know you know that,”She pointed out, coming closer. Going still, I kept my glare as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders. “I love you. You’ve been my best friend for longer than I can remember, the girl I’m in love with for years, and the one I’ve been with for months. You know I only want you. You know I love you. You know that nobody can ever make me feel what you do. You know you're my perfect match. You know nobody could ever compare. At least, you should. After all, I tell you that all the time. Right?”

“Right,”I sighed, my eyes softening as I wrapped my arms around her too.

“I love you and you alone. Nobody could ever be as good as you. Nobody,”She whispered, pressing her temple against mine. Smiling against my will, I shut my eyes as I cupped her face with my palms.

Just like we knew would happen, she brushed her lips against mine, my mind was word clear of everything as I kissed back. When I slightly tugged on her hair without even realizing she moaned inside of my mouth. Taking a risk, I did it a little harder. Moaning louder, she pushed me on the bed while straddling me. Looking at her in surprise, I watched her throw her shirt off. Unclipping her bra, she grinded her hips against me as she shoved her lips back against mine. Taking my hands, she forced them back into her hair.

Understanding what she wanted, I pulled on the strands. Letting out a groan, she put her hands on my face as she deepened the kiss.

Pulling her away, I slipped my shirt off, letting my bra follow. Before she could look I cradled her face to my chest. As she started sucking on my neck, I pulled her closer to me by her hair.

“You can do whatever you want to me. As long as you pull my hair,”She breathed out.

“Stand up,”I ordered. Scrambling back, she did as I requested. “Take your clothes off. All of them,”I demanded.

With her face flushing, she dropped her pants, her panties following. Standing in front of me nude, she looked at the ground.

“Look at me and touch yourself,”I ordered as I pulled the rest of my clothes off.

Raising her head, she trailed her hand down my stomach. Leaning against the wall, she traced her fingers between her slit. Opening her legs a little wider, she let me get a good view of her pussy. The one I was about to dominate.

Biting my lip at the view, I listened to her moan as she stuck a finger inside of herself. Slowly pumping, she bucked her hips into her hand as she threw her head back. When she remembered why she was doing this, she forced her head forward. Her eyes were half shut as she pleasured herself. As she added another finger I kept my gaze while taking off the rest of my clothes so she could be nice and ready.

Dropping her head, she let out a strangled sound before her liquids started dripping down her thighs and to the ground. Pulling her fingers out, she looked at me as I walked over.

“You made a mess,”I sighed, fixating on her juices collecting on her skin. Kneeling down, I licked her thighs. Shivering at my tongue, she took a deep breath as I cleaned her up. When I was done I stood in front of her.

“Knees. Now,”I commanded. Doing so, she met my gaze with begging eyes.

Gripping a fistful of her hair, I forced her face into my throbbing pussy. Whimpering inside of me, she shoved her tongue between my folds as I kept bobbing her head. Tangling my hands in her dark locks, I pulled her head out before leaning against the wall. Following me, she looked up at me as she waited for me to do it again.

Throwing my leg over her shoulder, I firmly grasped her hair as I pushed her back into me. Shoving her tongue inside of me, she moaned as I tightened my grip. Throwing my head against the wall, I groaned as my body shook from the pleasure. With the pressure forming in my lower stomach, I praised my girl's name. Keeping her tongue inside of me, she moaned louder as my grip tightened. With my eyes rolling back to my head, I finished all over her face.

Keeping her hair in my hands, I made her lick it all up. Doing so, she kept her mouth on me as she licked from my clit to my thighs, making me shudder.

When I was done I took my leg off of her. Picking her up, I took her to the bathroom. Letting out a sound of surprise, she held on to me until I got to my desired spot.

Bending her over the sink, I made her watch as I shoved my fingers inside of her. Pulling her hair, I listened to her whimper as I went faster. Clenching around my fingers, she pushed herself deeper into me. Grinding my palm against her clit, I admired her in all the ways I could. The way she sounds, the way she looks, the way she feels. How her juices drip down my hands, and she lets out little gasps, and her chest heaves as she gets closer and closer.

Pushing her body further against the sink, I made sure her eyes were open as she finished on my hand.

I wasn't done though.

Continuing as if I didn't notice, I went faster and faster. Her hands gripped the counter so hard her knuckles turned white. Her legs seemed completely frozen as she tightened around me again. With more whimpers, she let go.

“That's my good girl,”I praised, pulling my fingers out of her soaked pussy and tangled hair. Sucking on them, I took in her sweet taste. When I was done I set her on the counter.

Spreading her legs with my palms, I harshly pulled her hair again. Reaching between her thighs, she touched herself. Looking at her dripping cunt, I grinned as she got louder.

Pressing my face against her chest, I kissed and bit on her neck, making her gasp. Moving down to her chest, I started swirling my tongue around her nipple while lightly pinching on the other one. As I tugged on her hair one last time, she made her special sound.

Looking down, I saw the mess she had made on the counter. Clicking my tongue, I shook my head as I started cleaning her up with my fingers. Touching her walls and inner legs, I collected her cum.

“Taste yourself,”I ordered, putting my fingers in front of her face. Wrapping her lips around me, she sucked on them for a moment, swirling her tongue around. When she got her cum off and salvia on my hand she pulled away.

Looking her dead in the eye, I licked her spit from my hand.

“You're a kinky girl, aren't you?”I grinned when I was done.

“Yeah, but you already knew that.”

“Well, I didn't know you could be so submissive.”

“I guess you should do new things to me more often then,”She said in a sly voice.

“Yes. I definitely should.”

And I definitely will.

[wisecrackingeric-2]

You guys seriously need a crash course on all of my pets so here they all are under the cut

This is Doc hes 9 and he is the most arrogant little shit known to mankind but he loves attention more than anything else in this universe but only if it’s on HIS terms. He’ll stare at you like you cursed his entire family if you pick him up and cradle him like a baby but he will stand outside your door at 3 am meowing desperately to be let in so you can pat him while half awake and his purr sounds like a motor

This is Harold I got him from a family friend who just. Found him. Outside. In the wild. And brought him in cuz they thought he’d be a good pet for their kids. Their toddlers were afraid of him. So they gave him to me. So obviously he’s literally a WILD FROG but there’s no way he’d survive if I put him back out cuz they had him for like two years before giving him to me so I do my best to give him as bioactive of an enclosure as I can and don’t handle him at all as to keep him as stress free as possible. Don’t. Pick up. Wild animals. From outside. To keep. As pets. It’s a BAD IDEA

This is Echoooooooooooo she’s my little princeeeeeesssssss she was my first ever pet that I could call my OWN pet and she’s an absolute BABY she comes up to the glass when I call for her and she sleeps in the crook of my neck and she holds onto my fingers and stares at me and she only responds to me when I do an Albert Wesker impression. Also when she was just over a year old she got Follicular Stasis (basically Leopard Geckos can lay eggs on their own like chickens but this egg got inflamed and stuck in her) So we had to get surgery for her at the only exotic vet in the South Island AND she was the first Leo to get surgery at their place. Then she had to get a SECOND surgery cuz she was allergic to the stitches. Apparently Follicular Stasis only ever happens to older geckos and as far as I can tell there’s no recorded cases of a gecko getting it under the age of three so. Good job Echo

MY BABY YAAAAAAAAANCYYYYY she was the child of a lesbian marriage between my first ever chicken Illinois and her wife Dion cuz they both got broody at the same time so we got them eggs and they raised Yancy togetheeerrr <<<<33 it was sososososososo adorable to watch and I’m still in awe that I got to raise her from a baby but unfortunately both Illinois and Dion passed away from old age and I don’t know if that left Yancy witb trauma or something cuz she is TERRIFIED. Of EVERYTHING. Even her own shadow like that’s not a joke. She’s also. S O dumb. Like she walks into walls regularly and stares at the clouds. She’s so unbelievably dumb like it’s not even funny it’s a safety hazard

HERBERT THE MENACE my mum found her on a Facebook ad saying somebody had dumped their baby rabbit on the road so she just. Picked her up and took her home and at first we thought she was a boy cuz she kept humping Doc nonstop. Turns out she was a girl and she chilled after being neutered but now she’s a menace to society. She chews. Everything. Absolutely everything. She’s naughty and she knows it. She runs away from us when she’s in trouble and hides under beds. She eats EVERYTHING. She is so fat. But she’s also best friends with Doc- they play together during the day and they sleep together at night and follow each other around the house

Then of course there was Hudson <3 he passed away March of last year and to this day he was still my best friend ever. We got him when I was 3 and we had him for 14/15 years so to say he was the bestest dog in the entire world would be a total understatement

[geekfanficwriter]

Just Like Heaven- Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader

Summary: After you and your boyfriend, Eddie, break up, you realise you like someone else, your best friend, Robin. Words: 4.6k Warnings: slight angst, coming out, reader can be read as either bi or a lesbian

You sat at the table you’d set up in your trailer. The two plates of food and the candles. The only thing missing was the other person. Your boyfriend, Eddie, hadn’t shown up. He was meant to be here two hours ago but he hadn’t bothered to show. The worst part was from your own trailer you could see his and you could see he was home. But he was probably with her. You loved Chrissy, she was kind and sweet and you got on well with her. But you didn’t like how you were slowly being phased out for her. You and Eddie hardly hung out anymore, before you would spend nearly every day together but aside from school, you hadn’t seen him in weeks. You sighed, you knew your two coworkers and best friends would be just closing up work so you walked over to the phone and dialled the number for the video store. It rang for a few moments before it was answered.

‘Hi, this is Family Video, we're currently closed, please call back later.’ Steve said through the phone.

‘It’s me, Steve.’ You responded.

‘Oh, hey Y/N, what’s up? Thought you and Eddie were having dinner?’ 

‘So did I but apparently, he didn’t. Anyway, I could probably divide the food between three, so can you and Robin come over?’ 

‘Um, yeah we were just closing up so we’ll be there in 15 or so?’ 

‘Yeah, I’ll see you guys then.’ 

‘Cool, see you.’ You hung up the phone and grabbed another plate out of the cupboard, dividing up the two plates in front of you into three before reheating the food. You eventually heard a knock at the door and opened it up to see Robin and Steve standing there.

‘Hey, we bought your favourite movie.’ Robin said holding up the VHS in her hand.

‘Thanks, you guys are the best friends.’ You said hugging them as they entered your trailer. You handed them both plates and the three of you sat down on the couch to watch the movie.

After the movie, the three of you sat around laughing and joking. You were starting to feel better when you heard a knock at the door. You looked between Robin and Steve before standing up.

‘Please tell me you invited Dustin over.’ You looked over a Steve who shook his head. You sighed and opened the door to see Eddie standing there. You walked out of your trailer, closing the door behind you before crossing your arms and looking at him.

‘Hey, I’m so sorry. I just got caught up with stuff.’ He apologised, running his hand through his hair.

‘Chrissy. You got caught up with Chrissy.’ You corrected him.

‘Yeah, but it was just a deal, no big deal. We can still hang.’ He looked at you sweetly with his big brown eyes but you looked away, not wanting to give in.

‘A deal that lasted 6 hours? Do you actually think you’re that smart or that I’m that dumb?’ You scoffed at him.

‘No, I don’t it’s just- I was- it’s just you know-‘ He stumbled over his words.

‘It’s just that we’re over Eddie. I’m going to go spend time with the people that actually care about me.’ You told him. He tried to respond but you walked back into your trailer and took one look at Robin and Steve before breaking down in tears.

It had been a month and a half since you and Eddie had broken up and you hadn’t spoken to him since. He had tried to talk to you but you brushed him off. You were sad about losing your friendships with the other guys in Hellfire but it was just the cost of them being your boyfriend’s friends. You pretty much spent all your time with Robin and Steve, more so with Robin as the two of you were in school together. You enjoyed your time with Robin. You guys had been friends before but you pretty much only spent time with them at work, and your free time spent with Eddie. You realised that before you’d been kind of a shitty friend, not actually hanging out with them properly but you were determined to be a good friend and make sure you spent more time with them. 

You were currently sitting at the band lunch table with Robin. You had started sitting there after you and Eddie had broken up. You didn’t really know any of the others but they had been okay with you joining them.

‘It’s just such a good book. I mean Burgess does such a good job at showing the true dystopia of the control of humanity and the movie is so good as well. It is so well done plus I feel like the 70s interior design in the films really adds to the dystopian vibe somehow. I think it’s the contrast of these bold designs to the true horror on screen.’ You listened to Robin ramble about her favourite film of the week.

‘We can watch A Clockwork Orange at our movie night tomorrow.’ You say as you pick at your food.

‘Oh my god, yes, oh but I’ll just talk through the whole thing because I’ll just get excited about it.’ She said looking down.

‘That’s fine. I like to hear you talk. I mean Steve will get annoyed, oh but he can’t make it tomorrow, he mentioned it but I forgot, so it’s not big deal.’ You shrug. You did like hearing her talk, you liked how passionate she was about stuff and how she could just talk for hours. And she always looked so cute when she did. Wait, cute, you thought Robin was cute? You felt a feeling grow in your chest. It was the exact same feeling you felt when you started crushing on Eddie. Oh my god, you had a crush on Robin. 

You practically burst through the door of Family Video as Steve looked up in shock.

‘Robin isn’t here right?’ You asked him as you swung your legs over the counter, throwing your bag down on the floor and grabbing your vest from under the counter where you kept it.

‘No, you know she’s not working today, what’s up with you?’ He asked looking at you concerned.

‘I’m really confused, Steve. I have no idea what to do and I need your help.’ You placed your head in your hands and sighed.

‘Okay, um. Don’t get back with Eddie.’ Steve nodded and you looked at him disgusted.

‘Ew, no. That’s over. It’s that I- well I- I think I have a crush on Robin.’ You blurt out, not looking at Steve.

‘You like girls?’ You could hear the shock in his voice but you still didn’t look at him.

‘Yes, no, I don’t know. I’m really confused, Steve. I just know that when I think about Robin I get this feeling in my stomach that I’ve only ever felt before with Eddie. I mean I always thought she was pretty, like when we worked at Scoops I thought she looked so good in the uniform but I figured that was like some sort of jealousy that she could pull off that hideous outfit but now I think it wasn’t jealousy, it was a crush. I mean she’s so beautiful and funny and smart and just perfect but I’ve never even looked at a girl that way before but maybe I have, I don’t know, it’s just-‘ Steve cuts you off by placing both his hands on either side of you and looking at you.

‘Stop talking, seriously.’ The serious look on his face makes you laugh as he moves away from you, going to scan some returns that had come in earlier. 

‘Look, I don’t know how much I can help you. But I will say this, I care for Robin a lot and I know you do too, so don’t do anything until you’re certain because I don’t care that you're also my best friend, you use her as some sort of experiment and then leave her, I’ll kill you.’ Steve warns you and you can tell he’s serious.

‘I would never do that Steve.’ You say earnestly. You would never want to hurt Robin, even unintentionally which is why you came to Steve first because you knew if you kept this bottled up, you’d just keep going over it in your head until you exploded.

‘I know you wouldn’t, I trust you. But before you even figure out if you like Robin, you need to figure out if you even like girls. And you also need to restock these videos.’ Steve hands you the pile and nods, taking the videos over to the various shelves, deep in thought. How do you figure out if you like girls?

You weren’t listening to a word Robin was saying or focusing on the movie. Instead, you had spent the last hour just staring at her. She looked so beautiful from the side and you had to resist the urge to reach out and trace your fingers along her jaw. You really had to resist the urge to not lean over and kiss her jaw when she stretched her neck at one point. You knew you shouldn’t be staring at her, you should at least pretend to focus on the movie but it was like the floodgates had opened and now all you wanted was her. You saw a hand waving in front of your face and you blinked snapping out your thoughts. You saw Robin looking at you confused. 

‘Umm, are you okay? You’re not paying attention to the movie. If you’re not enjoying it, we can turn it off.’ Robin said, concern on her face.

‘No, I love both the movie and the book, Rob. I’m just in my own head.’ You told her.

‘Oh, is it anything I help with?’ Robin said turning to face you and crossing her legs on your couch.

‘No, I don’t think there’s anything you can do. I’ve just got to work it out.’ You shrugged. You weren’t going to admit to Robin that you were pretty sure you were crushing on her. 

‘Are you sure? Even if I can’t help, I can just listen if you want.’ She reached out and rubbed your arm to comfort you and you felt goosebumps appear on your skin where she touched.

‘It’s nothing. But thanks for being a good friend.’ You reach over and wrap your arms around her. She hugs you back, rubbing your back as she did. You try not to focus on the smell of her hair as you hug her, ignoring the feeling growing in your stomach at the feeling of her hands on you. You eventually pulled away and smiled looking into her eyes. You had to resist the urge to lean back in and kiss her as you looked into her eyes. Instead, you completely pulled back, flopping down on the couch, taking great interest in trying to get the last few popped popcorn kernels out of the bowl in front of you.

‘Hey, is it alright if I stay tonight? I need a ride into work tomorrow and Steve has stuff to do before his shift so I thought I could stay here and then you could give me a ride?’

‘Umm, yeah that’s fine.’ You gulp. Tomorrow was your day off but you didn’t mind giving her a ride to work, the problem was sharing a bed with her. You didn’t know how to act normal when you were sleeping in a bed next to her. It wasn’t as if you’d never shared a bed before, Robin had stayed over 100s of times before, but this was different. You were crushing on her now and you didn’t know how to act. How could you lie next to her the whole night without acting on your feelings?

Robin got out of your car and headed into Family Video where Steve was already behind the counter. She waved as she walked behind the counter.

‘So how was movie night last night?’ Steve asked as he leaned against the counter.

‘Weird. Y/N was really weird last night.’ Robin frowned as started typing the returns into the computer.

‘Really what was she doing?’ Steve says looking at Robin with concern./

‘I don’t know, she was just completely tuned out and then she kept staring at me. Then I stayed over which I’ve done before and she got into bed and lay there like a brick not moving at all.’ Robin looked at Steve with a frown and Steve almost felt guilty for a moment for not telling Robin what you had told him.

‘Maybe she’s got something going on? Why don’t you talk to her and ask?’

‘I did but she just said it was nothing!’ Robin exclaimed. ‘I’m worried she found out that I have a crush on her and now she doesn’t want anything to do with me.’ 

‘Wait, you have a crush on Y/N?’ Steve exclaims. ‘I thought you liked Vickie?’ He had no idea that Robin had liked you but it all made sense. She acted differently around you than she did anyone else. Now he knew that both his best friend’s liked each other but didn’t know what to do.

‘I thought I liked Vickie but that was just a crush, with Y/N, it’s different. I can’t stop thinking about her and when I’m with her I feel all light and airy.’ Steve nods, he definitely understood that feeling.

‘Are you going to tell her?’ Steve asked leaning against the counter.

‘Absolutely not. I mean she’s straight for one thing and for another we work together and she’s one of my closest friends so I don’t want to mess things up with her.’ Robin frowned. She wished you would tell her the truth about what was going on with you. It felt like you didn’t trust her and she hated that idea.

You sat on the steps of your trailer smoking a cigarette. Your dad was at work and your mom was out with friends so you were alone. You’d also been avoiding Robin for a few days. Ever since the movie night, you’d gone out of your way to not speak to her at school and when you’d had shifts with her you interacted with her as little as possible. It pained you to see the upset look on her face when you avoided her but you didn’t know what you were meant to say to her now. You’d accepted that your crush on her wasn’t just a passing fancy, that it was real and you did like her. Except, now you had to figure out what to do and how to act around her. Until you did that though you were avoiding her. /

You looked up when you saw that Eddie had come out of his trailer. He was another person you were avoiding, although you didn’t feel as guilty about that one. You hadn’t seen him with Chrissy since the two of you had ended things. If fact the two of them seemed to be completely avoiding each other as well. You felt yourself tense as you saw Eddie was heading your way. You felt like quickly stubbing out your cigarette and running inside but he knew you’d seen him. 

‘Hey.’ He said once he was in front of you.

‘Hi.’ You said not looking at him. He sat down next to you, lighting up his own cigarette and taking a drag.

‘I miss you.’ Eddie eventually said and you snorted. How could he say that to you after what he did? 

‘I missed you when you ignored me while were dating. I got over that feeling, you will do.’ You said, keeping your voice as neutral as possible.

‘I’m sorry for that.’ You glanced over at him and you saw tears welling in his big brown eyes. You looked away. 

‘What do you want, Eddie?’ You sighed.

‘I want you to hear me out. I thought I wanted Chrissy but the truth is, I didn’t. I was just scared about how much I loved you and I pushed you away. The second you weren’t there I was miserable, I have been miserable since we ended things. So please, please give me a second chance.’  He begged you, reaching over and gripping your hands. Your head was reeling. You had moved on and now Eddie was back.

‘Eddie, I’m sorry but I like someone else.’ You say pulling your hands away from his.

‘I- what? Who?’ Eddie ran his fingers through his hair.

‘It doesn’t matter Eddie. Even if I didn’t, I wouldn’t take you back. I could never trust you again.’ You took a final drag from your cigarette and stubbed it out on the step beneath you, throwing the butt on the floor and standing up.

‘Is it Steve?’ He asked eventually.

‘No, it’s not Steve.’ You frown.

‘Well, the only two people I’ve ever seen you with are him and Robin, and it’s not like you have a thing for Buckley.’ Eddie snorts. You tense, before opening the door to your trailer.

‘Don’t bother me again, Eddie.’ You step inside your trailer and slam the door behind you. You sigh, leaning against the door. Why did he have to bother you now? You heard a knock at the door and let out an annoyed groan.

‘I thought I told you- oh Robin.’ You say throwing the door open and seeing Robin standing there, her bike leaning against the side of your trailer.

‘Why have you been avoiding me?’ She says pushing her way into your trailer. ‘Because we’re meant to be best friends but now you don’t even talk to me and I’ve been wondering what I’ve done because I miss you a lot.’ Robin spits out without taking a breath. You look at her and feel incredibly guilty for avoiding her, the sad look in her beautiful blue eyes breaking your heart.

‘Robin.’ You say reaching out and taking her hands in your own. ‘I’m so sorry. You haven’t done anything wrong, I’ve just been dealing with something and because of that I avoided you.’ 

‘What is it? I can help you if you tell me what it is.’ She looks deeply into your eyes and you felt your heart swell.

‘I can’t tell you, Robbie, I’m not ready yet. But I’ve been a terrible friend and I’m sorry. And I promise it’s nothing you’ve done.’ 

‘Of course, I totally understand. If you ever want to talk about it, I’ll be there.’ She pulls you into a hug and you wrap your arms around her waist. She strokes your hair as she hugs you and you relaxed in her arms, feeling a feeling of comfort wash over you. She pulls away from you slightly and you lift your head up off her shoulder, looking into her eyes. You start to lean in your heart beating loudly but at the last second, fear takes over and you kiss her cheek instead. You pull away from her, running a hand through your hair.

‘Umm, I’m going to go now.’ Robin stuttered out. Heading towards your door and pulling it open.

‘Yeah, I’ll see you around.’ You wave awkwardly.

‘Bye.’ She muttered out practically running out of your trailer and jumping on her bike. Well, if things weren’t awkward before, they’re definitely going to be awkward now. /

Steve was tired. For the past week, you and Robin had both been avoiding each other. You were both asking him to switch shifts so you didn’t have to see each other. The worst part was neither of you would tell him what had happened. But with the extra work, combined with his two best friends avoiding each other, he was exhausted. So, he orchestrated a plan. You and he were working this evening but he had called Robin saying you were feeling ill and he needed her to fill in. She had agreed and his plan was set in motion. 

He greeted you when he came in and then told you some tapes in the back needed sorting. You agreed and headed through to the back, sorting out the tapes that were piled up. A few moments later Robin walked in and Steve gave her the same story, so she headed through to the back room as well. As soon as she stepped in, she realised that you were there and turned to leave but Steve quickly shut the door, locking it with the set of keys he had. You spun around and stared at Robin in shock, wondering why the hell she was there.

‘I’ll let you both out when you talk about whatever’s bothering both of you.’ Steve yelled from the other side of the door. Your eyes widened and you immediately tried the handle but you were definitely locked in. You sighed and looked at Robin awkwardly waiting for her to start the conversation.

‘Hey.’ Robin eventually said, weakly as you both avoided eye contact with each other.

‘Hey.’ You responded not knowing what else to say. How did you tell your best friend that you were completely head over heels for her? Although it would probably be easier for you to tell her the truth rather than the other way around. Robin didn’t even know you liked girls. You still hadn’t figured out how to tell her.

‘I missed you.’ She mumbled and you looked at her, her blue eyes filled with pain. ‘I’m just so confused.’ 

‘I know, I’m sorry Robbie.’ You move closer to her and took a deep breath. You had to tell her the truth, even if you didn’t want to. It would change your friendship forever but at least it wouldn’t be like this, it wouldn’t be this awkward hell that the two of you had been living in for the past week.

‘Y/N, I don’t understand, I- I-‘ Robin stumbled over the words, not sure what to say to you.

‘I like girls.’ You blurted out. It was the first time you’d said it out loud. Even when talking to Steve you hadn’t admitted it but Robin was different.

‘But you dated Eddie for years. Why have you never told me this?’ Robin looks at you in confusion.

‘I didn’t know I like girls until recently. After me and Eddie broke up, things changed for me and I started to-‘ You cut yourself off, trying to figure out how exactly to word this. Did you tell Robin the truth or did you skirt around it? ‘I realised I had feelings for you, Robbie. I didn’t know what to do at first which is why I was so awkward around you, especially because I’ve never liked a girl before but I don’t care about that. I know I like you and if you don’t feel the same I want to continue being friends if that’s okay with you. But I can’t keep going around in this awkward phase we’re currently in.’ You stopped speaking and looked at Robin who was staring at you, her mouth open like a goldfish. 

‘Robin, please say something.’ You begged her as she stood there. It felt like this room was closing in on you the less she spoke. Eventually, she reacted, wrapping her arms around you and kissing you with such force that you stumbled back. You struggled to keep yourself upright and both of you fell to the floor. You looked at Robin for a second in shock before you both started laughing hard. 

‘Sorry.’ Robin said between laughs, her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. ‘I’ve just liked you for so long and I’ve wanted to do this for months. I couldn’t figure out what to say so I just reacted.’ 

‘It’s alright, just maybe give me some warning next time.’ You say, glancing over at where she sat on the floor.

‘Next time?’ She looked up, her blue eyes glowing with hope.

‘Yeah, next time. Which could be right now?’ You ask, hoping that she’ll say yes. She doesn’t respond, instead, she just nods her head. You reach over, cupping her cheek in your hand and adjusting yourself so you could lean over and place a gentle kiss on her lips. Her hands moved to your neck, as she kisses you back softly. It’s a sweet kiss, and like nothing you’ve ever experienced before. Her lips are the softest thing you’ve ever felt and you were pretty sure kissing her was the only thing you ever wanted to do. Eventually, you pulled away, resting your forehead against hers as you took deep breaths, trying to recover from how perfect her lips had been against yours.

‘Wow.’ Robin said and you let out a little laugh. You pulled away even further so you could see her face fully, your hand still planted firmly on her cheek while your other one supported your weight.

‘Do you want to get out of here? Go grab some food?’ You asked, playing with a strand of her hair.

‘What about work? Shouldn’t one of us stay here and help Steve.’ Robin asked, leaning into your touch.

‘Screw Steve, he locked us in a cupboard so he deserves it.’ You grin at Robin.

‘I mean if he hadn’t done that we wouldn’t have confessed our feelings to each other and then I wouldn’t get to do this.’ Robin leaned in and pressed another kiss to your lips. This one was messier and more passionate. It was as if she was pouring every emotion she felt into it. You kissed back with the same ferocity, moving your hand to tangle in her hair so you could grip her head better.

‘Hey, I don’t hear much- oh.’ Steve threw the door open and looked at the two of you in shock as you pulled away from each other, standing up and giggling at the look on his face.

‘Hey, Steve.’ You laugh, reaching over and grabbing Robin’s hand in your own.

‘So are you two- umm, you know?’ Steve stumbled out, clearly uncomfortable about whatever he’d just walked in on.

‘Dating? Yeah, I guess we are.’ You smiled at Robin who pulled you closer from your joint hands.

‘Oh thank god. I don’t have to deal with you two being weird anymore.’ Steve said, breathing a sigh of relief before his eyes widen. ‘No, now you’re going to be weird in a different way. Like all coupley and shit and I’m going to be the third wheel.’

‘Aw don’t worry Steve, we’ll find you someone soon.’ You pat his face slightly as you walk past him, pulling Robin behind you. ‘Enjoy, work, we’re going to go to head out.’ You tell him as you drag Robin towards the door.

‘Umm no wait, one of you has to stay with me and help!’ He protests, following behind you. You reach the door and look towards Robin who just shrugs.

‘Should’ve locked us in a cupboard, dingus.’ She tells him, before pushing the door open and pulling you outside, both of you ignoring Steve’s shouts of protest. 

‘I feel a bit mean.’ You turn to Robin and say once you’re out of the shop. ‘Although I’d rather spend time with you than work so not that mean.’

‘Plus he deserves it.’ Robin laughed, you looked around you and saw the street was empty, so you leaned in and pressed a small kiss against Robin’s lips pulling away quickly.

‘So where do you want to go?’ You ask, smiling at her as you walked along. You couldn’t believe how lucky you were.

[themickey]

MICKEY JACQUEMIN ( RUBY CRUZ ) is a TWENTY SIX year-old AEROSPACE ENGINEER in MONTREAL, CANADA. They were brought under Richard’s care when they were only ELEVEN YEARS OLD. They are known as THE NOSTALGIC because they are UNDERSTANDING but also NAIEVE.

BASIC INFORMATION

Full Name: michèle jacquemin (she only allows richard and mrs tristian to call her michèle)

Nickname(s): mickey, mick, mj

Date of Birth: march 5th, 1979

Age: 26

Occupation: aerospace engineer

Current Residence: montréal, canada

Orientation: lesbian

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PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Hair: dark brown

Eyes: blue (maybe hazel, idk)

Height: 5'5"

Notable Features: full, expressive eyebrows. gay face

PERSONALITY & BEHAVIOR:

Strengths: kind, caring, understanding, loyal

Weaknesses: naive, gullible, too trusting, spacey

Quirks: always a bit fidgety, especially when excited or anxious. has an obnoxious french canadian accent

Vices: drinks occasionally and will never deny a drunk cigarette

INTEREST & HOBBIES:

Interests: space, comics, computers and the rise of new technology, music from the 90s, hockey (any good canadian should)

Hobbies: video games, mostly gameboy and the brand new nintendo ds. runs a myspace and livejournal like the military, always posting new "surveys" and blog posts daily even if no one reads them.

Special Skills/Talents: very good at math, can do long equations in her head without a calculator. can pick up most things pretty easily though she usually gets too distracted to keep up things for too long so she always had a bunch of unfinished projects or hobbies she gave up on

BECOMING A WARD

mickey, born in montreal, was raised by a single mother and never knew her dad. the only thing she knew about him was that he was american because she has dual citizenship. however, when she was seven years old, her mom passed of sudden heart attack. mickey was too young to really understand what happened but her life drastically changed. at first, cps tried to take her to her father in chicago, but he denied even knowing he had a kid and she was placed into foster care. she spent four years in foster care, some good homes and some bad but it never quite broke her spirit and generally positive outlook on the world. she caught richard's attention when he was visiting her school on a business trip and was intrigued by how bright she was and despite her teachers warning of how her hyperactivity makes it heard to teach her, richard decided to bring her to woodrow and give her the tools she needed to flourish.

LIFE AS A WARD

mickey was always seen as the naive ward, too trusting and gullible. she always seemed much younger than she really is and hates that people think she's the youngest even though she is quite young. she sees the others as her family but after much teasing from the other wards, she tries to keep those feelings to herself, she always wants the others to like her and make everyone happy. at first, she had trouble bonding with the other wards because english was not her first language, speaking mostly québécois french when she first came to the states but she quickly learned english and has since tried her best to connect with her fellow wards. there were many times she would get in trouble growing up because she's very easily influenced by the other wards, letting them drag her into their schemes and dumb ideas. if mickey wasn't a girl raised in the 80's and 90's she would probably be considered to have adhd and be autistic but since we didn't know as much about it back then, mickey was written off as being hyperactive and childish. she often visits woodrow even after moving away because it was the only place that has felt like home since she was a child. even though most of the wards are gone now, she still sees them all as a family. the last time she was home was just a few months before richard's passing.

AESTHETIC

mickey is never one to care about the latest fashion trend or what is in style, she prefers to be comfortable and wear things that make her feel good. she was always a tomboy growing up, would sometimes try to steal some of the boy wards' clothes until richard caught her and allowed her to shop in the boys' department of stores. she likes baggie clothes and will hide her body in layers. loves a good graphic tee over a long sleeve shirt. think of any classic 2000's teen heartthrob and put his wardrobe on a 5'5" girl. [pinterest inspo if you're curious] she's always preferred her hair on the shorter side, grateful that richard always allowed her to be herself and experiment with her looks. now it's cut past her chin and with swoopy bangs that she's always flicking out of her eyes. again, think of any 00's teen heartthrob with the classic vaguely scene boy hair cut

EDUCATION

mickey chose to go with the woodrow home schooling. she was never very good in a tradition school setting because her mind seemed to move faster than the teachers could teach which often got her into trouble for "acting out." so instead she liked that she could set her own pace with the teachers at woodrow and learn what she was interested in. after high school, she went on to go to richard's alma mater. she's always had a dream of going to space and working for nasa.

EXTRACURRICULARS 

mickey loved extracurriculars growing up, she did science club and science fairs, was a mathlete, even tried model un for a year but realized she didn't like geo political sciences. though, outside of her academic hobbies. as a child, she played hockey but was never quite big enough for it to get back into it as a teenager. instead, she found she loves fencing, which may seem out of character but as a young hyperactive teen, richard encouraged her to try a physical hobby to get her energy out and liked the idea of being able to swing a sword around.

THEIR LIFE NOW

after graduating college, mickey accepted a job at DART areospace in montreal. she didn't plan on going back home after spending so many years in america and being two and a half hours away from woodrow, but when the opportunity came, she couldn't say no. currently, she lives in an apartment in the city with her long term girlfriend, jessica, and their cat. unbeknownst to the other wards, however, mickey and her gf have not been on the best terms. they met while in college and when mickey took the job, jessica moved with her but moving to a new country has caused a lot of tension between them. jessica thinks mickey works too long of hours and doesn't give her the attention she deserves because even when she's not at work, she's talking and thinking about work. mickey's not perfect, but she loves jessica. before receiving the letter about richard's death, they had the talk about how they want different things in life and mickey knows their relationship is pretty much over. going back to woodrow for the funeral, she's not sure what she'll be coming home to and is scared that it will be nothing