#because we're just fucking bi i guess.

[arcaneyouth]

i havent seen a pansexual positivity post that doesn't focus on bisexuality in years.

#im really tired #negative #i miss when i wasnt bi lite. i miss existing in queer spaces. #ive seen posts about characters being PAN SPECIFICALLY PAN THEY ARE PAN and all the replies are like. bi king #i dont want to be bi. im not bi. i know theres functionally no difference but im NOT BI #i just saw a pan positivity post that ended with a bi flag and giving support to bi people #thanks. i feel so loved. and forgotten. #cant even find pan pride shit half the time when im out n about at queer shops #bi inclusionists will go We're equals with pan people i love pan people <3 #and still not fucking call us pan. #because we're just fucking bi i guess. #sorry got so pissed about this i started crying so its getting an angry tags rant post #vent post

[bylightofdawn]

Just gonna say I've been a good girl all night so I'm going to waste some time combing through my tumblr for you tag and apologize to my TL in advance for the amount of Xedgin artwork I'm prolly gonna reblog. And the amount of drooling I will be doing over Holga and wanting her to alternately wife me and bend me into a subby pretzel.

They're not mutually exclusive but there is definitely some interesting intersectionality there. Ah the endless dichotomy that is my weird gray ace life.

#dndhat #dnd #dnd movie #dungeons and dragons: honor among theives #I make jokes about being a bad ace but don't get it twisted #it's a spectrum for a reason #and I will NEVER judge anyone who identifies as acespec because it's a personal journey and we're all on our own paths #same when I make jokes about being gay or a filthy filthy bi #that's just me having fun with myself and not a read on anyone #I will throw digital hands at anyone who tries to pick that fight with me #and I try and avoid picking fights with weirdos on the internet at all costs #but don't fucking try and police what I say on my own blog. mkay? #it's my language and how I chose to express myself #it's not a reflection on anyone else #wow the fact I even feel the need to have to disclaim that is wild #but welcome to the hellscape of tumblr I guess

[gender-critical-analytical]

getting kind of sick of bisexuals being blamed for the takeover of genderism or lumped in with the T, or even being considered 'just as bad', tbh. like the butch lesbian with legs and armpits as hairy as mine, a crew cut, and some sick ass muscles I met a few weeks ago has been relentlessly they/theming me no matter how much I correct her, and has gone out of her way to tell *other* people that my pronouns are 'she/they' (once again, despite me telling her that that is absolutely not true)

#and before anyone asks no #she isn't an enby or a tif #I used female pronouns from the start with her and was correct in doing so because she's just a normal butch #but she absolutely refuses to do the same for me and actively goes out of her way to act like I'm nonbinary #the bi community sucks sometimes and unfortunately a lot of genderists are bi #but I'll be damned if I haven't seen plenty of us defending the LG #none of us need to be at eachother's throats we just feel like we should because we're a semi-niche online community that feeds on #negativity and meanness #gay men and lesbians aren't to blame for 'not fighting back hard enough' against the T #but that goes for bi people too! especially since a ton of bi people who knew they weren't straight early on have been lied to #and groomed by 26 y/o trans people that sexuality is actually based on gender identity #my best friend is a gay man who spent (and is still somewhat) years bootlicking for his trans friends #I did it too! #but neither of us or our communities are to blame for a whole ass social contagion #sorry if this is poorly put together lol I just can't get over the disappointment of meeting another gnc woman and having her backstab me #like that #like I figured she of all people would understand that womanhood isn't based on your haircut but fuck me I guess

[reginaofdoctorwho]

passed my iv incompatibility eval today! then got a migraine, was offered loose pills in a baggie by a friend, and then a couple hours later woke up from my migraine nap to messages asking why i'm not into him

#he's not an incel he's v sweet #but we (there was another guy there) kept making jokes about the pills #because he was like ''listen i have ibuprofen you could take that. you're very visibly in pain and ur my friend :( i don't want u in pain'' #and i like shrugged and was like whatever and had my head on the table to try to block out the light #then i hear the fucking baggie open look up #''you just have loose pills? in a bag of hersey kisses???'' #''listen it's not like i'm trying to roofie you. it's ibuprofen! it's red!'' #''this is so important to me: do you genuinely think ibuprofen is the ONLY red pill?'' #and w the asking why i'm not into him #it's because i rejected him and he's fine w that i guess #like we're able to both make jokes about it #but also he was like ''can you tell me why? like i thought since you're bi maybe you're just more into girls but you said #that you're more into men so like. is it me am i not attractive?'' #which fucking sucks because i fucking AM into him but like #my first and so far only meaningful relationship was VERY fucking bad to the point of the guy literally telling people #that i was suicidal anytime i tried to cut him off which like. fucked me up a bit i think #and like i don't think this guy would do that but it's kinda like pressing your hand on a hot stovetop yk? #like not a hot stovetop but one on an electric stove where the 'on' light is on #like am i gonna get hurt? maybe no but it's not easy to press my whole hand on there and i'm freaking out the whole time

[eimids]

Tension

Leah Williamson x reader smut

Reader is questioning her sexual identity, Leah’s here to help.

warnings: Smutt, first time

Words: 3.3k

Being a 24 year old virgin is hard. Myteamates at arsenal ask me about my sex life quite often but yeah no. Still a fucking virgin.

I just think I'm atill a virgin because I've been questioning my sexual identity forever. Now i'm thinking that I'm romantically attracted to men but I couldn't imagine having sex with a man. That is just a no. But I'm more sexually attracted to females. Although I could imagine being with a female romantically. So I guess that makes me bi? Pan?

I have had mixed feelings about my teammate Leah. She's really pretty and I can't help but glance at her every now and then. There's tension between us.

Sexual tension.

I have never really had anything like this. She's been flirting with me during training and one time we shared a room and I could see her staring at me when I got out of the shower. We have known each other only for 5 months since I moved to arsenal but we are actually gotten quite close.

Today Leah asked me to go to a bar with her. I felt excited but nervous at the same time.

I was running late. When I showered I decided to shave my body just in case anything happens. I had a huge problem with my clothes. I didn't want to be too fancy but I didn't want to look like a bum. I ran outside to my cab and climbed in.

I saw Leah standing next to the bar. She was looking around to see me. I wasn't really sure if other teammates would also be here or not.

Our eyes met and she smiled at me. She waved at me and I walked to her. She was wearing a gorgeous oversized blazer.

"Hi Leah" I said and smiled. I was leaning in for a hug but then I remembered that she really doesn't like hugs.

"Hi y/n. You look gorgeous" Leah said as she checked me out.

"So do you! What are you drinking" I asked and then added "wait don't say. Just ordered me the same that you are having. I'll go to the bathroom real quick" I said and left. Leah looked a little confused.

I was so nervous that I was feeling nauseous. 'Why am I so nervous, she's just a teammate' I thought to myself. I stayed in the bathroom for a while until I was feeling calmer.

"Sorry that you had to wait" I said when I walked back to Leah.

"It's fine y/n. So here is your drink" She said and pushed a drink towards me.

"Thank you. So is this a girl's night or is it just us tonight?" I asked. Still wondering if other teammates like Beth, McCabe and Less would show up.

"Today it's just us. I want to get to know you better since you are the newbie" She said and smirked.

"Hey don't call me that" I said sounding hurt. Of course with sarcasm.

"You are the newbie tho" She teased.

"Fine. But you said you wanted to get to know me. What do you have in mind?" I asked.

"Nothing special. Just want to get to know you. Like where did you grow up, why you decided to join Arsenal and do you have a boyfriend?" She said. I was little taken back by the boyfriend question.

"I grew up in Sweden and England. I moved a lot when I was younger, I wanted to join arsenal so I could get better at the best club. I do not have a boyfriend. Nor girlfriend" I answered her in one breath.

"Slow down y/n. We have all night to talk. Follow up question. Do you like girls?" She asked.

"Yeah I do. I've been questioning my sexuality for so long but yeah I like girls. I mean how can you not. But how about you" I answered.

"I'm lesbian" She said "and single" She added and winked. I blushed a little.

"Would you girls like to have anything else?" The bartender asked suddenly. I noticed that she was looking at me.

"I think we're good" I answered and smiled.

"Well if you need anything just let me know" She said and winked at me. She slid a card to me where was her phone number.

Leah had a weird look on her face. I couldn't figure out what it was until it hit me.

Jealousy.

Leah Wiliamson was jealous because some bartender was flirting with me. I was feeling quite special. From all girls in the world she chose me to go to a bar with.

Leah then put her hand on my knee. Her hand was going little higher as she drew some patterns to my knee. Butterflies filled my stomach again. How was this happening. A literal goddess next to me.

"Y/n I'm gonna be a little forward now" Leah said and I nodded.

"I really want you in my bed. Ever since you joined the team I haven't been able to take my eyes off of you. You are intoxicating. I have always just wanted to kiss you, to have you"

To have me.

I was really wondering if this was real. Leah fucking Wiliamsson telling me that she wants me.

"I... I want you t-too Leah" I said not so smoothly as I thought it would be.

"What about we get out of here?" Leah asked and stood up.

I nodded and she put her hand possessively on the small of my back. We walked to her car and she opened the door for me and then went to the other side of the car to get in.

The ride was full with tension. Neither of us said anything but Leah’s hand was on my upper thigh the whole ride.

I got lost in my thoughts. Suddenly the car stopped and Leah walked to my side of the car and opened the door. She helped me out from the car and we walked inside her apartment building. It was big fancy building.

Once we got to the elevator she pushed me against the wall and smashed our lips together. I kissed her back and we made out intensively in the elevator.

Once we got to the highest floor we entered Leah’s apartment. A fricking penthouse.

"Wow. This is-" i started but Leah closed the door and once again pushed me against the wall.

"Y/n I need to know that you are okay with this?" Leah said with her lips right next to my ear.

I nodded. Not getting any words out of my mouth.

"I need a verbal answer. Are you okay with this?" She asked again.

"Y..Yes Leah" I said and licked my lips.

"Good" She said and attached her lips back to mine.

We made out for a while until she moved her knee to my pussy. I don't know what she did but I let an embarrassing sound from my mouth. She chuckled at me and pulled away.

"Go to my room. I'll be there soon" She said and I started walking. Then I realized that I don't know where her room is in this huge apartment. I was turning around to ask but she said "Down the hall, the last room".

I continued walking to her room. I opened the door and then I was in the most gorgeous room that I have ever been.

I sat on the bed admiring Leah’s room. It was quite dark. There were led lights that brought some light. They were really bright white color. There was two doors on the other side of the room and the other side was just  big window.

I heard steps coming towards the room. My pulse quickened and I felt red creeping on my cheeks. Leah opened the door and walked in. She was now wearing only pants and bra and she was holding two glasses with maybe water in them.

"My god you are beautiful y/n. I can't wait to have you. You are so pretty sitting there. My good girl. You just do things to me. I can't act normal around you at prac" She started. She walked next to me and put her hand on my face and then carefully to my neck.

"Beth has been teasing me about you for months now. She has noticed that I'm different around you" She continued.

"No I'm finally having what I have wanted for months. You" She ended her sentence.

Leah wants me.

Then I began to panic a little. 'Do I need to tell Leah that I'm a virgin. What if I don't know what to do. What if Leah thinks that I'm gross down there' I thought to myself.

Leah obviously noticed me becoming tense.

"Hey what's wrong" She asked.

"Nothing. It's just I.." I started. Do I really have to tell her that I'm a virgin.

"Y/n It's okay. I want you to be comfortable today. I won't do anything you are even the slightest uncomfortable with" Leah said comforting.

"It's just that I...I'm a virgin" I said. The last part was barely a sound. It was so quiet but for my surprise Leah just smiled.

"Well that's even better. I get to be the first one to show you how good you can feel. I get to show you what your body is able to do" She said and started kissing my neck.

"Now tell me y/n, have you ever had an orgasm?" Leah asked. I flushed bright red. Even more red than I was before.

"No" I answered quietly.

"I love that. I get to be the first one to show you what an orgasm feels like. And don't be so embarrassed, it's okay y/n. Relax a little" Leah said. And kissed my lips softly.

"I think you are little too dressed for this occasion" Leah said and flipped me over. She unzipped my dress and carefully removed it from my body. She then flipped me back so I was looking at her.

"God you are beautiful y/n" She said and put her hand gently around my neck.

"Today I'm gonna make you feel things that you have never felt. I'm gonna make you come over and over again. But now you need an safe word. When you say the word I promise I will stop everything I'm doing. You can say it if something hurts or if things feel just uncomfortable. I want you to enjoy this night" Leah said.

"I don't know. What should it be?" I asked confused

"Well it can be anything. Something that you will remember" Leah answered. She was kissing my neck.

"Umm Rose? It has spikes and it's red so I associate it with danger usually. It's also my favorite flower" I answered I was starting to ramble but then I decided to try to touch Leah put she pinned my hands above my head.

"Rose it is. Whenever you say that I promise I'll stop what i'm doing. And please if anything is uncomfortable tell me. We can take things slower. But now you are being really inpatient, aren't you" Leah said and licked her lips.

"Please can I touch you Leah?" I asked.

"Not yet Princess" She answered and my heart fluttered and the nickname. Leah continued kissing me. She unclasped my bra and threw it away. She swirled her tongue around my nipple and I just moaned. I couldn't help the sound leaving my mouth.

"Mhmm don't stop Lee. It feels good" I said breathing heavily.

"You are already moaning and I have barely touched you" Leah said and sucked my nipple. The words that Leah said made me wetter than I already was.

"Lee please I need more" I asked pleading.

"I know you want more but I promise you will feel even better if we do this slowly" Leah said and then started kissing my stomach. She went lower and lower until she was at my panties.

"Is it okay if I take these off?" She asked and immediately answered yes.

She used only her mouth to take them off. She threw them somewhere and then kissed my inner thighs. I was feeling super needy and I wanted her already to fuck me already.

"Please Lee. Please just please" I begged.

"Is my girl needy. You want to know how my mouth feels on your clit and my fingers inside you?" She asked.

"Yes. I want you to fuck me. Please" I said. I was feeling so weird. Everything was too much but not enough at the same time.

"Oh god Lee” I yelled when I finally felt her mouth sucking on my clit. She swirled her tongue around it at the same time. Just that could have made me explode.

She then dipped one finger in me easily. She tested if I was wet enough and the she pushed another in me.

"God yes!!" I moaned loudly. My breathing became heavier as something started happening inside me.

Leah was going a slow pace with her first tongue. She flicked it on my clit before starting a faster pace. Her fingers slowly curling so they were touching more of my insides. Then they hit a spot that made my back arch and my body felt like it was on fire.

"Fuck Leah right there. YESS" I yelled but Leah slowed down her pace. She then stopped and straddled me again.

"Don't come until I tell you to" She said and I was about to protest and then her thigh touched my clit and I moaned.

Leah smiled as she was looking at me. She slowly started to move her body and I started to grind on her thigh. My mouth opened and moans left it.

I was so vulnerable for Leah. I just wanted to pleaseher and not come but I was so close. Leah was controlling me but in a good way.

"Please" I whined.

"Not yet y/n" She said and brought her hand to my cunt and pushed her fingers inside again.

She was going fast with her fingers and again she started flicking my clit. Then she curled her fingers against the same spot that already made my back arch.

"Leah, I-I need t..to come" I was shaking under her. The feeling was so strong.

"Now. Do it. Come for me Princess" Leah said and I let the most ungodly sound. I felt like my body was on fire as it shook. Leah’s fingers were still moving inside of me. I tried to control the shocks going through my body but all I could do was moan.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck.." I moaned as the white continued to cover my vision.

I cried out nonsense. My body was trembling with the overwhelming feeling. My pyssy was stretching and tightening around Leah’s fingers with every thrust.

Slowly I felt every movement stop. I could only hear Leah’s breathing and my own. My body felt numb but in the best way possible.

"Wow, that was... that was wow" I mumbled while panting.

Leah laughed a little. My body was still shaking.

"You were so good my princess. I know I keep telling you this but you are so incredibly beautiful. Especially when you come" Leah said and kiss my lips. It was more sensual, more gentle.

"Can- can I do that again?" I asked curiously.

"Yeah you can. I can make you come many more times but I bet you are really sensitive right now" She said and swiped my clit gently. I buckled my hips. My clit in fact was sensitive.

"But i wanna feel that again" I said pouting.

"Hmm I have an idea but I wanna know that you are 100% comfortable with it" Leah said and I nodded. Curious what she had in mind.

"I have a strap in that closet. Do you know what it is?" Leah asked and I nodded.

"What if we use that?" Leah suggested and once again I nodded.

"Princess give me a verbal answer" Leah said softly.

"Yes Lee, I want that" I needed something so badly I could have cried.

She then stood up and walked to the closet. She finally took her pants off and put the harnest on. She then walked back to me and layed next to me. She flipped me so I was on top of her next to the fake penis.

"Are you sure about this?" She asked

"100%. I promise" I answered.

"Good girl" Leah said and the praise made my heart beat faster. She grabbed lube from her nightstand and put it on the strap. It was now nice and slippery.

"Okay princess, Whenever you are ready" Leah said and put her hands in my hips.

I got on top of the strap and slowly started going down. Leah’s strong hands were supporting me as I slide down the dick. It was stretching me perfectly.

When it was fully in me tears started to form in my eyes because of the pleasure. I waited for a while to be comfortable and then I moved up slightly and then back down.

"Fuck. Lee, I feel so full. You are making me feel so full" I moaned.

"You are doing so good baby" Leah said and I moved my body against the dick. It hit so many good spots. She started to lift me slowly up and down on the strap.

I felt tears coming down from my eyes as I was slowly bouncing on the strap. Leah was praising me but I really couldn't hear them because I was so focused on chasing my orgasm.

I started to bounce faster and faster on the strap. Leah looked surprised at my pace.

"I- I-I'm gonna cum" I said and my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

I kept bouncing on the strap and I brought my hand to rub my clit. Everything was perfect. Everything felt so good but little overwhelming.

Then it happened again. My body started to shake uncontrollably and I felt like million little shocks were going trough my body. I came hard on the strap. I could feel liquid come out of me.

Leah’s hands supported me as I really couldn't control my body.

"Rose. Rose" I quickly said when everything was too much. Tears in my eyes.

Leah immediately flipped us over and took the strap out of me. My body still shook a little because it was still climaxing.

"You are okay princess" Leah said and took the harness off. She then took a blanket and covered our bodies with it. She wrapped her arms around me as I came from my high.

"Are you okay?" She asked?

"Yeah. It was just little too much but wow it felt good" I said and laughed.

"Thank you for telling me that it was enough. And I'm glad you enjoyed it" She said and smiled. I smiled back at her and quickly fell asleep on her arms.

"Wake up. We are here" I heard. I opened my eyes and I was in a car. The car was parked in front of a bar. I was in a cab. 'What is going on?' I thought until I realized.

It was all a dream.

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This is actually a fic i have written some time ago but i decided to post it here.

#woso x reader #woso community #woso fanfics #leah williamson #arsenal #wlw post

[ellsieee]

Stay With Me didn't let us down! 😭 We got kisses and a confession. There is no way anyone can say it's not a BL now. 🙄 Not that there was any doubt even before that. The subtext was just too obvious.

I can't believe they went there. Super sleuths have already found that it really is just lip balm, but the implication is clearly that Wu Bi's dad found his lube. Wu Bi why did you do your dad dirty like that? Don't smear your lube on his mouth! 🤣

Wu Bi was about to confess but he chickened out. 😅 Shy Wu Bi is so cute. Wu Bi really can't live without Su Yu. He had never been that bitchy and rude to Mo Yi before, but now there's someone at home he wants to be with and has no time for Mo Yi's shit.

First almost caught by Wu Bi's dad and now Mao Chong. Su Yu's nervous shifty eyes cracked me up. We all know he and Wu Bi have been doing something something in his room.

They are so happy to see each other!😭Their smiles. Really, I can't. I love how much they love each other. I could not stop smiling watching them hug.

Oh how I squealed. THEY ARE SO FRIGGIN CUTE!!! AHHHHHHH! This might literally be my favorite moment in the entire series.

"Go cough somewhere else" lol. Poor Mo Yi. Right in front of his salad.

Su Yu's little smile is EVERYTHING. I feel like we're missing a scene before this though. It just seems a bit out of place that Wu Bi would run up to kiss Su Yu at school and for Su Yu to not be surprised or embarrassed. I'm counting on that uncut release later. Actually I felt like the editing for these two eps was a bit choppy. I'm going to guess it's because they cut a bunch of stuff because it was too gay.

I love all the subtle ways they show us they're boyfriends. Su Yu casually using Wu Bi as a leg rest, Wu Bi teasing Su Yu about him not knowing he's Wu Bi's most important person, Su Yu taking care of Wu Bi, and Wu Bi making not so subtle hints about their relationship in front of everyone. Why always in front of Doudou? Always! 😅

The normally aloof Su Yu kissed Wu Bi! Again it's Su Yu's little smile after the kiss that makes it so sweet. The spoilers were actually true! I didn't think this would happen because in the behind the scenes Jiongmin had said there was no scene where he kisses Xu Bin, but here we are! Xu Bin's dream has finally come true. 🤭

I was not expecting such an explicit confession! They tried to hide the gay a little by having Su Yu add the ocean part, but Wu Bi's qq screen name is 我想我是海 (I wish I am the sea) and so when Su Yu shouts 我爱你, 大海 (I love you sea), he is not so subtly telling Wu Bi that he loves him. Awwwww. ​​​🥹

But also, I have to drag production a bit on the terrible green screen CGI here. It looks so fake! Did they run out of money? How hard is it to film a sunset at a beach?

No. Don't you dare Mo Yi. Fuck off. If the last two eps break my heart I'm going to consider SWM as having only 22 episodes where the boys are together and happy.

The girls on weibo only went a little crazy. I can't say I blame them. I was internally screaming last night too. I didn't see SWM on the main hot search but they were trending for a little while. Hopefully it was short enough where it didn't draw too much attention. 😅

#girding my loins for the angst and pain to come #but until then i will swoon over how cute and sweet these boys are #i seriously can't believe how obvious they are being about wu bi and su yu fucking #stay with me #stay with me the series #stay with me reactions #哥哥你别跑

[fallinforerling]

LOVE ISN’T ETERNAL. chapter 4 - jb

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The weekend arrived without any nasty surprises, which was very much appreciated. Jobe was still a bit bitter towards Jude for all the lies he told the family, but you convinced him to not pick any fights with his brother. Jude didn't deserve it, but you still cared about his family dynamic staying the same regardless of how he managed the breakup and everything that came after it.

Now you were laying in bed, not having the energy to do much. It's not like you were allowing yourself to be consumed by the grief or sadness (which you still felt), but you were a bit apathetic. Luckily, Nikki and Mia were coming over to help you with that. 

“I want this to end.” You whispered after a while, wanting to say something to fill up the silence in your apartment.

Because you truly wanted to get over him. Why bother grieving him? He has been partying and probably sleeping with girls every night since his arrival to London. And what were you doing? Missing him? Wishing he’d call? Having insomnia?

“Fucking prick.” At least insulting him was good therapy.

Before you could enter the space of mind where all you did was hate him and his existence, your phone started to ring. The only connection to the outside world this past week and a half was that little device.

Nikki was calling.

“Yeah?”

“Check my chat, girl. This is fucking insane. Go! We're almost there!” And then she hung up.

“What's up with Nikk and hanging up after saying things like that?” You laughed, expecting something funny or a photo of them. But no, it was a Twitter thread. When you clicked it, you almost had a heart attack.

“The fuck is this?!” You screamed.

The author of the thread simply wrote: “Jobe's new girlfriend???? I'm so jealous, who is sheeee???” followed with four photos per tweet. They were from the park meeting just a few days ago. There were photos of you hugging, when you were sitting together and when you started to leave the park.

At least it wasn't going viral, but there still were lots of people interacting with it. They were trying to guess who you were and for how long you two have been “dating”. A nightmare.

This had never happened in the ten months you dated Jude, mostly because privacy was important to him... And now you were mistaken for his little brother’s girlfriend? You felt like having a panic attack, but your front door opened and closed loudly, interrupting your thoughts. 

“Did you see it?” Mia said, entering your bedroom after a few seconds.

“How did you find it?”

“Oh, you know I love gossip. I was digging for some information and I came across it. Did you see the date? Someone posted it three days ago.” Nikki sat next to you, biting her lip.       

“Yeah…” Your brain started to analyze how it happened… Who took the photos without you noticing? The park was almost empty the whole time. Unless… “Fuck… I know who took those photos.” 

“Who?” Mia asked with apprehension. “Someone we know?” 

“No, far from it” With a sigh, you sat. “We met at a park near here. I've always liked that place because most of the time is empty… But that day I spotted a group of girls near us; I didn’t even payed them attention, they were far enough to not eavesdrop.” You covered your eyes, feeling frustrated. “They were teenagers, so of course they took the opportunity when they recognized him.” 

“Yikes, girl… Someone’s going to cancel you for dating a minor.” Nikki joked, winning a very small smile from Mia and you. 

“That’s not funny, my god.They probably will if they ever find who I am and my age.” You sighed, absolutely sick with the path your life was taking. “Why can’t I have one day of peace, huh? Life sucks.”

“Of course it sucks, that’s the main thing about living,” Mia said, sitting in your bed. “Well, let’s pray for that threat to die soon enough. You know how people are, they’re probably hunting for the next big gossip of the week.” 

“Yeah…” You grabbed your phone again, thinking about your next move. “I probably should send this to Jobe as well, I don’t want him to be taken by surprise if people begin asking about this.” A tiny smile peaked between your lips. “And let’s hope the girl he likes doesn’t find it either.”

“Do you know what else you need to start doing?” Nikki said while you send the link to Jobe, who started to laugh about the ridiculous assumption those girls made about you. 

“What?” You asked without paying much attention, smiling a bit when Jobe started to call himself Mr. Steal Your Girl. 

“Being a soulless, heartless, and cold girl for once. What about some clubbing, some fun… Some boys?” 

“You’re like the devil on her shoulder, Nikk,” Mia said, nudging Nikki’s arm. “But I agree, you need some fun. We forbid you from staying at home, drowning in your sadness. That boy doesn’t deserve it.” 

“Not one bit,” Nikki replied, hugging you. “I promise it will be super fun, just go out with us tonight.” 

Instead of responding, you took a look at the ground. There it is. You knew them too well, there was no way for them to “casually” suggest a night out; they had a plan. Their bags were on the floor, but you noticed a small bag that Nikki only took out of her house if she was planning to party: her makeup bag, which was essential if she was going out clubbing.

“Are you trying to persuade me into partying tonight?” You smiled, not even mad at the idea. 

“Maybe?” Both of them said, trying to look as innocent as possible. 

The three of you looked at each other with big smiles before laughing. 

“We’re going out tonight!” Mia screamed, gaining more laughs from Nikki and you. 

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The fun part about going out with Mia and Nikki was the part previous to the actual clubbing. There just was something magical about getting ready with them: the makeup with the collaboration of everybody, constantly changing outfits, Nikki persuading both of you to drink a little bit for good luck and Mia insisting that all of you needed smoky eyes, so guys felt intimidated. Most of it was nonsense, but they were your best friends in the whole world and you always felt extremely thankful for their support.

“Promise me you’re going to at least try dancing with the hottest guy that approaches you tonight.” Mia said while doing your smoky eyes (yeah, you gave in).

“I’ll try.” And you will because it wasn’t fair for you to stay in your comfort zone. If this whole thing didn’t cheer you up or make you feel better, then you could always find other ways to keep your mind occupied.

“That’s more than enough for me. Try to have fun, this is a girl’s night.” 

“And talking about girls. Put this dress on, the girls look stunning in it.” Nikki dropped a black dress on your lap. 

“No way!” You lifted it with a smile. “I completely forgot about this dress. I haven’t worn it since…” You paused, feeling uncomfortable. “Uh, Jude’s birthday.” 

“Well, who cares about that? You still look amazing.” Nikki smiled, obviously not about to let you think much about Jude. 

“Done!” Mia said after a few seconds, biting her lip. “This is my best work so far.” Her eyes were sparkling, so you believed her. 

Facing yourself in the mirror, you almost didn’t recognize the face that was looking back at you. You looked amazing; the color of your eyes popped, the glitter was doing the right job of not making it look too dark and the red lipstick was the final touch. You loved it. 

“That’s the face of a heartbreaker, girl.” Nikki admired your face for an instant before smiling. “Ah, I can’t wait for the boys to fight over you.” 

“Very funny, Nikk.” 

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The club Nikki choose was wild, especially since a manager was waiting for you at the door, guiding you to the balcony section of the club- which was the freaking VIP one.

“Nikk?” You half-screamed through the music, dying to know how she managed to pull this off. Mia seemed as confused as you were. “Anything you want to tell us?”

“About what?” She kept walking with the biggest of smiles.

“Uh… Us getting into the VIP section wiht no even five minutes of being here?”

“Oh, that?” Her smile grew bigger, if that was physically possible. “I know someone.”

Clearly, that was all the information you were getting. Mia gave you a look and the both of you silently decided that it was better if you didn’t dig into it.

“Tonight it’s about having fun, girls. My treat, don’t worry.” Nikki said once you were at the table, which already had a champagne bottle resting comfortably on an ice bucket. Three champagne glasses were next to it, patiently waiting for you. 

“Oh, so this is luxury, luxury.” Mia whispered, laughing a bit. 

“The fun it’s all that matters, trust me, Mia.” A waiter appeared out of nowhere, silently grabbing the bottle before smiling at all of you. 

“Welcome, ladies. May I open it now?” You nodded, and with one quick movement of his wrist, he had the job done. Impressive. “Hope you have a good night. Don’t forget you can always call a waiter with the button that’s underneath the table.” And then he was gone. 

“You were right, Mia. This is luxury luxury.” You accepted the glass Nikki offered you, excited for the night ahead. 

“Let’s enjoy it without actually wondering how much all this is, babe.” Was all she said before chugging her glass in one sitting. “I’m ready, give me another one.” 

“That’s what I’m talking about!" Nikki cheered, happy to see Mia engaged with tonight’s mission.                                                                                                     

“Come on, you need to chug that thing too, there’s more in here.” Nikki told you, already serving Mia’s second glass. 

“Fuck it.” You said before doing as Nikki said, chugging your champagne as carefully as possible so you didn’t choke. “If I end up vomiting all over the floor at the end of the night, I want you to know, I’m blaming you.” 

“That’s fine to me!” And then Nikki chugged her glass as well. 

Yeah, this night was going to be hella interesting.

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Needless to say that within two hours of clubbing you were pretty drunk. Not to the point of falling when trying to walk because the world was spinning or to the verge of unconsciousness, but a good point between being able to not care if something ridiculous escaped your mouth and dancing with strangers without giving it a second thought. 

Nikki had found some friends along the night, and now three more people, which were the nicest ever, were sitting at your table, chatting and laughing along. You enjoyed the their company, but felt the need to give yourself space to drink a very much needed glass of water in peace. 

So there you were, leaning against one of the multiple spaces in the balcony where little chairs were dispersed. It felt almost peaceful if you ignored the music blasting through the speakers or the many waiters going around the place, dealing with drunks and orders. 

“No way! Is that you?” A voice startled you, taking your mind away from the blankness it was immersed in. “I knew I wasn’t mistaking that face!” 

You turned, slightly pissed at the person that was basically yelling at you, until you realized it was Gio. Gio Reyna himself. 

“Gio?!” You didn’t know why, but the excitement made you scream. Maybe it was because you were drunk, but seeing Gio was one of the highlights of the night. “What the fuck are you doing here?” 

“I’m taking the few days off I have.” He hugged you tightly once you stood up, almost swiping you from the floor. “You look amazing! What are you doing here?” 

“Thanks! I’m with my friends, they’re right there!” You pointed to the table, where all kept chatting without noticing your encounter. “It’s a girl’s night!” 

“That’s cool! I thought you were with Jude, since he’s at London and all that.” 

Your smile never wandered from your face, not caring about Jude’s name being dropped from Gio’s lips. You shook your head, letting him know you weren’t with him today. Or ever, for that matter. 

“Nope, just my girls and I.” He kept looking at you like he was in front of a new person, not Jude’s “girlfriend”. You didn’t know if you liked it or felt bad about it. He was one of Jude’s good friends after all. “What about taking a picture? It’s been so long since we saw each other.” 

“Sure! Are you okay if I post it to IG?” 

Oh?

“Of course, go for it.” 

Then the two of you moved to a more illuminated area, he took his phone and you knew this was one of a kind type of opportunity. Time to be the pettiest bitch I know. Taking advantage of him getting closer to you for the sake of the photo, you passed one arm over his shoulders, and after a couple of pics, you decided to give him a tiny peck on the cheek. 

“Let's see.” He said shyly. Aw.

A few of them were blurry, but most were decent and the peck one was fabulous, not only for the sake of your intentions, but also because of how good the two of you looked. Your makeup was still intact, and with the lighting, it shined in a very pretty way. Gio had a light blush due to the alcohol, his smile being evident, giving his already handsome face something else. 

“That one?” You said, picking the one you liked the most. 

“Yeah! We look amazing.” He started to set it but paused before publishing it. “Do you mind if I tag you?” 

Bingo. 

“Go ahead, I have no problem.” And that was it. 

You said your goodbyes, and while returning to the table, you felt some type of triumph. Did this make you a bad person? 

“Where were you? We thought you got lost or something.” Mia said when you finally arrived, sitting beside Nikki. 

“So… I did a thing…”

#judebellingham #jude x reader #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham x reader #jude #footballfics #footballer fanfiction #footballer blurb #footballer fic #footballer fics #jb22 #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham #jude bellingham x y/n #jude x you #jude x y/n #football fic #football fanfic #footballer fanfic #footballer imagines #footballer x reader #footballer

[hiskillingjar]

Could you maybe elaborate on Strade forcemascing you? Because the thought of him calling you his boy did... things to me

alrightttt you absolute perverts, let's fucking do this i guess. we're doing actual forcemasc too, not the lame tboy poetry kind

2100+ words, fem mc (for now), faggot isn’t a slur, she’s a sister to me (but cw for slurs i guess and also drug use).

"Why do you even have these?" 

You poked at one of the little red bottles on Strade's desk as he worked on something new for his website, recognising the shape, colour scheme and font choice almost instantly from your days of partying with the GSA committee in college. You couldn't resist a little scoff as you looked up at him, raising a brow.

"Aren't you a little old for poppers?"

Distracted from his work (albeit just momentarily), Strade looked up with a surprised look on his face, letting out a huffed laugh as he turned his attention from the computer and onto you.

"You know what poppers are?" He asked, raising a brow. "That's a surprise. I figured that you wouldn't...not many know about them anymore. Not without looking it up, at least."

"Come on, I'm not an idiot," You replied, rolling your eyes as you leaned against the side of the desk, peering at the silent video auto-playing on his screen, as grisly as ever. No doubt you'd have to get on an edit for it, soon, and distribute it to his growing audience. The longer you did it, the more you didn’t mind doing it. "And, I mean, I had a lot of gay friends in college, too. It's, like, super trendy now, way more than it used to be."

"Hah, nice to hear that it's still a thing with the younger generations then." He chuckled, resting his arm on the desk and letting his cheek loll down lazily against his fist. "I'm surprised a pretty, young lady like yourself knows all about them, though" Strade then leaned forward and picked up one of the bottles, tapping the top of it playfully. "Usually this kind of thing would be reserved for fags like me."

You rolled your eyes again when he called you a 'young lady' (though the age difference between you was becoming less of an issue the more times he spoke of it, and only caused more and more of a stirring in your core) before sitting up on the desk top and spreading your legs a little, your shorts riding up your thighs and clinging tight.

Oh yeah?" You tilted your head, your tone a little teasing. "Wanna share any fun stories?"

Strade's eyes flitted from the little bottle and back to you, spanning up your spread thighs (lingering on the tight gusset for maybe a second too long to be innocent) and to your face, his own smirking and smug. 

"You tell me yours, I'll tell you mine." 

"Well, I've had a lot of experiences," You replied with a casual shrug, as he rolled his chair in front of you and placed his hands on either side of your hips, his knees pressing up against your calves, pinning you in place. You found that you didn’t mind it so much, though. "You're going to have to be more specific."

"Hmmm..." He hummed, as if deep in thought, and his gaze flickered from your eyes, down to your mouth, then to your chest (you weren't wearing a bra either and you were sure your top was a little too small and clinging for you) as he thought about your answer. "Well...tell me anything you think I'd be surprised by." His gaze came up again to meet yours, a knowing smile on his lips. "Something you've never told anyone."

"Hm...I've had a threesome?" You suggested, resting your palms behind you as you leaned back on the desk, smiling coyly.

"A threesome?" He repeated with a slightly impressed look. "With a guy and a girl, or two guys...or two girls?" 

"Two guys," You replied with a little titter, knowing why he was asking about the latter (like the dirty old man he was). "My housemate is-" You hesitated, wondering how you should speak about your past life…you probably should have been more upset about considering it a past life, but you were far from sorrow at this point. "Well...he was bi and had a long-term boyfriend, but he wanted to...you know, get a girl involved. Remember what he was missing, or some shit." 

"Mmm, I bet," He hummed again, moving his hands up and down your calves. You couldn’t remember the last time you shaved your legs, but Strade never made you feel bad about that. "...And, what, you decided to volunteer yourself as tribute?" He continued with a grin. "Kind of slutty, kind of hot, fraulein. Did you have fun?"

You laughed at the idea of 'volunteering yourself' for such a situation, but shrugged your shoulders again, taking in a slow breath as his hands roamed up your hips and to the waistband of your shorts, feeling where they dug into you and marked your skin with pink indentations. 

"Yeah, it was a lot of fun." You nodded, letting out a soft sigh as he eased his hands past the waistband of your shorts and took a firm grip on your hips, calloused skin on skin. "We got high on Rush," You nodded back to the little red and yellow bottles. "And...yeah, had a good time."

"Right..." His smirk curved into a salacious grin as his hands slid from your hips and round to your ass, pulling you further up the desk and closer to him, your legs spreading completely on either side of the computer chair to give him room to slot between. You should have felt more vulnerable…you should have. "And why do you think they were interested in you, of all people?"

"I-I don't know..." You mumbled, taking in an unsteady breath as he continued to grope and knead at your flesh and leaned in closer between your spread legs. "Close proximity, maybe…I was down for whatever, too, that was probably pretty convincing, too..."

"Hmph...you know," He tilted his head, giving your ass another firm grope. "Maybe the reason you were pulled into that threesome was because you're so... boyish, you know?"

"Boyish?" You repeated, giving him a questioning look as he groped you, forcing your body to sit up straight in a squeaking flinch. "I'm not...I'm not that boyish."

"Oh really? You think not?" He asked innocently, feigning surprise as he took advantage of the little jump and worked on dragging your shorts down your thighs. "I mean...come on now, have you looked at yourself? You couldn't pass as a girl if you tried..." He shrugged casually despite the filthy subtext behind his words, his lips curling into a teasing smile.

You said nothing to that, and your face flushed a bright hue of red as you tried to look to the side and appear as aloof and distant as you should have been.

His words were playful for the time being, his tone more teasing than anything else, but his teasing nature did nothing to stop him as he pulled your shorts past your knees and sat up in his seat to pull you closer and place a whisper of a kiss on your neck.

"You know…if I wasn’t looking at you really closely, I could almost be fooled into thinking you were a boy. Maybe that’s what you should be, instead…you’re a little too filthy to be a girl, after all."

You let out an unsteady breath as he kissed and licked and nipped at your neck, pressing your thighs together to stop yourself from trembling as he tossed your shorts to the side.

His kisses and nips became more and more drawn out and teasing as he dragged his thick tongue against your bare neck, stimulating each nerve and making you shiver and tremble and tighten up against him. As he did this, his strong hands (calloused, scarred, masculine) slid up your legs so that he could force your thighs apart and spread you open completely, despite the tightness in your body. 

Keeping one hand on your knee, the other started to trace small circles along the inside of your thighs, his fingers starting to move higher and higher to the wetness that lay between them.

"Ahhnn..." You groaned, pressing yourself closer to him, your legs tightening on either side of his body as his fingers breached your entrance without even a degree of resistance.

His lips never lost the momentum they had, kissing and nipping and biting from your neck down to the edge of your collarbone, but eventually, he decided to stop entirely, instead bringing his mouth back up to your ear as his fingers kept delving deep inside of you, his calloused thumb rubbing against the blooming bud of your clit and making you tense even more.

"You wanna know why I think those boys got you involved?" He asked softly, his words hot against your sensitive skin.

"W-Why?" You stammered, trembling a little more, biting your lip as he dragged his fingers against your insides.

"Because they saw you as one of them. A boy. A faggot, no less." His voice dipped down into a low whisper that always got your heart racing. They had a playful tone now, as if he were joking, but when he reached down with his free hand to grope and squeeze his cock through his khakis, you had a sense that he wasn’t joking or trying to tease you.

He was enjoying this.

"I mean, you are one, aren't you?" He then asked, his golden eyes flitting up to meet yours. “That’s why you take poppers, and spread your legs the moment a guy is rough with you, hm? Am I right? Come on...say it." 

"Nooo..." You pleaded softly, your fluttering eyes rolling back into your skull as his fingers delved deeper, your breathing even heavier as your chest rose up and down forcefully. “No, noooo, no no I’m not…ah-I-I’m a girl, I’m a girl…”

"Ah, come on…ust say it. It'll be fun.” He chuckled, continuing his cruel assault on your clit as he continued to stimulate himself, despite the barrier between his hand and his cock. “I won't judge. But it'd be nice to know the truth, for us to share some truth, too. To know you better…" He then tilted his head for a quick moment of consideration. “And maybe I’ll fuck you like the faggot you are, if you do…”

"Hmmmph, please..." You pleaded with an erratic nod of your head, biting your lip. “Please fuck me, please…”

"Say it, and I'll keep going." He then said, his voice taking a tone of stern authority (that made your cunt tighten around his fingers), as he leaned up close to your neck again, forcing you down against the desk, his dark gaze almost piercing. "Say you're one of us...one of the boys..."

"Hahh...I'm...I'm a boy," You murmured airily, mindlessly, feeling a little light-headed as you did so, watching as he deftly unbuckled his belt with one hand and kept working on himself. "Mmph, I’m a boy, I’m a boy…I-I'm a faggot..."

"Mmm, good boy…my boy.” He praised with a truly lecherous look of pure delight in his golden eyes. “Did that feel good to finally admit to me?" He then asked, as he slid his fingers out of you (wiping them off on his trousers), and pressed his body down against yours as he forced your back flat onto the desk. "Was that so hard?"

"Yes...hah, it felt good, yeah..." You slurred with a nervous smile, pressing closer to him as you felt the head of his cock graze over your cunt and tease you even more. “Mmph, please…”

“Ah,” He let out a little sigh as he slowly slid inside of you, just a flicker of pleasure showing on his face as he pressed into the wet warmth of your cunt. “Well…I did promise to fuck you like a faggot if you admitted it to me…and I do tend to keep my promises.”

As he slid completely inside of you (so deep, he could have impaled you) and took a moment to adjust himself to the tight grip of cunt and your legs tensing up on either side of his body, he reached to the side of the desk for one of the bottles of Rush and brought the plastic cap to his mouth, twisting it open with his teeth.

“Raise your head for me, mein herr.” 

His voice was a low and fond murmur after he spat out the plastic cap and brought the bottle to your nostril, pressing the other shut with his thumb and forcing you to inhale the fumes from the bottle as he fucked you deep.

“Take it like a man.”

#strade btd #strade ykmet #strade x reader #strade x mc #qs #fics #drabbles #cmon tboys come get your juice *ringing a dinner bell*

[meraki-yao]

RWRB Thoughts: The Deadline Contender Panel

Quick list of very direct, subjective, random and spontaneous thoughts I had while listening/watching the panel:

I absolutely understand that Taylor probably doesn't remember every detail of the movie off the top of his head, especially with nerves, but Sweetheart really didn't describe the played DNC scene correctly😅

That being said Taylor calling Henry Alex's boyfriend made me SO FUCKING HAPPY???? I was squealing and kicking my legs because of all the feels. On top of that, intentional or not, Taylor takes a breath so it goes "wanted to bring his... boyfriend!" and there's this subtle emphasis on the word, I am screaming

I do question why this scene though? I don't know much about this whole process, but just an educated guess, if we're trying to get an emmy nom via this panel, shouldn't we be showing a scene that's more representative of the movie's core? Like, say the New Year's scene, or Kensington Palace, or the Lake scene. If we have to include the comedy aspect, then show the freaking Red Room. I love this scene of course, but if the purpose is to nominate ourselves and show ourselves then I feel like another scene should have been picked

Why can't people freaking pronounce Nick's surname correctly? It's phonic! Ga - Lit- Zine

"Orange Guy was still president" I snorted

I heard there's stupid discourse over this minor, harmless thing, but because people are stupid, here to clarify "especially Taylor since he's here" is CLEARLY A JOKE BETWEEN FRIENDS and if you didn't pick that up then that's kind of sad :P

I'm wondering if there's still recordings of the zoom auditions/chem read. I can also imagine zoom chem read being much harder. Honestly I think zoom auditions only work with monologues.

He did the chem read in his sister's apartment lmao

THEIR CHEM READ WAS KENXINGTON????!!! WHAT THE FUCK???!!! THE MOMENT THAT MADE MATTHEW GO "there's the one" WAS THIS FREAKING SCENE??? This also implies they had to say "I love you" upon the first time meeting each other oh my god I wanna see that so bad

Also I cannot freaking imagine this intense of a scene via zoom, God I really want to see it (don't think we'll ever get it but still)

Someone ask Matthew or Nick what the other scene in the chem read is

The notebook, pride and prejudice and 10 things i hate about you mention made me happy :D

The speech thing... Kinda feel like should be a Matthew question? It's cool to hear that Taylor referenced President Obama but this is still ultimately him being Alex? Plus Taylor's a great public speaker to begin with

Did he dabble in political science? Did he ever mention that? I know he did Spanish and Community but political science?

I think the only really bad gay movie in recent years was Bros and that has a myriad of issues internally and externally, but I think it's just this one?

Why is TikTok the metric? Might write something longer in the future when I have time but the thing is with this

Speaking of Taylor and queer roles, I think I saw somewhere that Noah Torres was bi?

I talked to @pippin-katz about this but dear God, I have heard the question "What is your favourite scene" being asked to the boys at least three times now, and they always answer the cake scene. Why don't they ever expand on the question, especially since Taylor affed the Kensington scene this time, and why don't they ever ask other questions or ask about specifics? Between me and my friends, we came up with at least 40 questions that could be asked to the boys and haven't been asked yet.

Nick how the fuck did cream stay in/ behind your ear for two days and Taylor how did you spot it

I'm honestly getting really tired of the sequel question, it's always phrased the same way, and of course, the answer is gonna be the same. Even if they knew, they contractually can't tell us, the first announcement of a sequel will have to come from a bigger source like Amazon themselves.

I understand being nervous but this interviewer felt too timid and unsure of herself

Overall still very enjoyable, always more than happy to hear Taylor speak about his baby that we all love, but the question are so freaking repetitive. I said it clearer in my discussion with Pippin so here's a screenshot of that part

#rwrb #red white and royal blue #rwrb movie #taylor zakhar perez #nicholas galitzine #alex claremont diaz #henry fox mountchristen windsor #henry hanover stuart fox #firstprince #my rwrb list #rwrb rambles #deadline contenders

[lukweer]

ok so like there are two parts of me, right? well there are a lot of parts but english is hurting me right now and my head isn't working so you will make due/do(?)

anyways one part is like: my sense for gay people is strong, i think i know which f1 drivers are gay and i am confident in my answers

but the other part is like: its wrong to speculate sexuality because if people havent come out then they either aren't ready to be out or aren't gay, but at the same time this generation is moving away from the construct of coming out so like... idk.

today the first part is stronger, though, so i want to share my speculations because everyone in the states only watches nascar and is a hick and i'm scared of them. they also do not like my italian accent :(

1. Max Verstappen

come on guys, any gay person could tell u he's probably bi. i mean he doesn't even try to hide it, u know? like there are compilations of him being fruity. and they are shockingly long.

he's mentioned using grindr, he's mentioned girls OR guys when talking about dating preferences, the whole thing with the freaking lei (i think thats how it is spelled, the hawaiian thing? the flower necklace?). the list goes on and on.

he's had girlfriends, and i'm pretty sure they weren't beards but i'm not sure. i'm leaning towards bi tho for this reason.

even if he isn't bi or gay or pan or whatever, he's at least incredibly comfortable with queerness and is probably a really cool dude. annoying when i'm watching the sunday races, but love him the rest of the time!

2. Lando Norris

lando is a bit more subtle with it (as are the other ppl in the list). emphasis on a bit, though.

unless you live under a rock, you've probably seen this gif:

this has called many aboard the lando is a little fruitcake train. what people don't realise is that he "eye fucks" or like... stares lovingly a lot.

other examples include:

staring lovingly at carlos sainz

checking out charles leclerc (kind of? i think he is checking him out)

staring lovingly at carloz sainz

this weird ass moment with, you guessed it, carloz sainz

there are a lot of these photos and clips out there, but i'm lazy and don't feel like looking for them so yeah. take my word for it.

i saw a post saying that if carlos and lando pulled up to the paddock holding hands and telling people they were dating they wouldn't be shocked. i agree with this statement entirely. as was stated, it takes a lot to get to that point, and we're at that point.

now i grew up a gay dude to a conservative family, and i know the little mannerisms that are like... a part of being gay? and i know what it looks like to hide them.

i do not know if this is the right way to say it or if it is politically correct, but i believe it to be true. gay men tend to have little mannerisms here and there that give us away a bit, and i think i've seen some of those in lando.

i don't think i will share them though, as i don't want to accidentally push harmful stereotypes or whatever. obviously not all gay men have gay mannerisms and it might be something lando is insecure about so i would rather not put them on blast.

if it's not a bad thing i may come back and edit this and add them in. idk, let me know i guess? i am still learning american customs.

3. Yuki Tsunoda

this is probably going to be the shortest section (ha).

yuki mostly just makes my radar go off. i don't consume alphatauri content as much, but i know there was a thing with him and pierre that was just crazy last year and the year prior. don't know as much about it as i should haha.

but yeah. yuki just sends my radar into the astral plane (is that a thing? i am doubting myself). if he is not at least bisexual i will eat my own foot.

maybe that one moment between him and michael italiano has just gotten to me, i don't know. i trust in my instincts though.

Honourable Mentions

4. Danny Ric

idk he just gives the vibe! i don't know how to explain my radar. gay people know. i think it is called gaydar.

DR is on it.

5. Carlos Sainz

he is probably on my gaydar the least, but he's still on there. latest vlog he gently combed his finger through ruperts hair. he's probably deeply in love with lando. just little things like that i guess!

6. Oscar Piastri

this may be wishful thinking. i sit in bed at night and pray that he is into men.

that is all! thank you for learning about fruity drivers with me! please do not cancel me if i am doing something politically incorrect! i am still learning!

#f1 #formula 1 #max verstappen #lando norris #yuki tsunoda #daniel ricciardo #danny ric #carlos sainz #carlando #oscar piastri #lgbtq

[lucienne-thee-librarian]

18 on the choose violence 😏

EDIT: As y'all may have guessed, my queue I was saving drafts of these in was running last night and I forgot to switch the time over so here's the real answer.

18 - It's absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on: you want me to CHOOSE?!? You expect me to CHOOSE just ONE character from Sandman that the fandom sleeps on?!?!?!? Oh, jail for 1000 years - well let me spin the roulette wheel Rose and Jed.

ROSE. God I'm emotional about her. She's been through so much, the loss of her baby brother with a father who it's implied was not the nicest, lost her mother and her best friend in the same year, and she nearly destroyed the world but yknow what, she literally did nothing wrong here. She called Dream an asshole and totally got away with it. She's got gay hair and gayer friends (fellow bi!Rose truthers anyone???? Hello??? Someone else please discuss, queer people do all tend to flock together) and I hope she gets everything she wants.

I really want to explore the possibilities of a growing relationship with her and her immortal family sometime. Morpheus isn't just going to forget about her and Jed and him looking out for her baby brother is the only way I can see her kind of starting to warm up to him again. Like I WANT to see that weird tense but possibly loving relationship explored. Dream clearly respected her intelligence and wanted to give her more information (even if he was also using her to find the Corinthian which. Not cool).

(Also I think she'd go NUTS for the library of Dreams. Like she's a writer and suddenly she's seeing all the books never published?? Who wouldn't want to read them all?)

I have feelings about the parallels between her and Death. Plus I have a hc as some of my friends already know, that in one of Rose's low moments Despair finds her and something about the fact that this girl is family tugs at her. She has her function and her duties but she also has a sense of loyalty. So that could cause some seriously juicy potential internal conflict for her AND Rose honestly kind of needs an outlet for her bottled up grief and the weightof responsibility she feels. For Jed, for Lyta and her son...feel free to ask or dm me if you want to know more this post is already long enough xD

(And the fact that in a series where she's ONE OF THE MAIN FUCKING CHARACTERS for multiple episodes of this series she gets so much less attention ON HER OWN SELF - I'm talking art and fic overall PERIOD, let alone stuff where she gets any interiority of her own or her character taken seriously is just. I don't even know man)

jED. My precious baby boy my son. I want to give him a hug. I want to wrap him in a warm blanket and give him cocoa and as much popcorn as he wants. Dream's reaction to Jed was in fact channeling me. This kid has been through too much and he deserves to live a happier life with his sister, so thank God he's gonna get it.

(But also does anyone wanna talk to me about the fact that Jed is a possible candidate for Dream's successor when he's older and might be even more viable than MASSIVE COMIC SPOILER ALERT Daniel Hall and all the ways this could complicate things HELLO.)

Miranda Walker - either the gif search function is broken which isn't beyond the realm of possibility here, or I couldn't find one gif of her in this show. And I KNOW people have made them I just can't find one...sigh

But I really want her to get more attention because her story is so potentially fascinating even if she barely got any screen time. Like this girl is the granddaughter of Desire, that must've massively impacted her life. I want to know how she dealt with the relationship with her children's father going sour and him taking Jed away and her struggling to raise her kids.

And last but certainly not least drumroll please...UNITY. That's right we're giving the whole Walker-Kincaid family some love!!

HER. The queen the legend the moment.

Her story man...it gets me emotional every time. She could've had a life in the waking world. I really want to see more about what her dream life (which we know she experienced as real, with time passing and all, because of the things she said about it) was like. Even without Desire, how did she handle basically growing up in Wonderland surrounded by dreams? (I can't take credit for the Alice in Wonderland vibes that was @violetoftheendless 's great idea.) Did she make friends and a new found family there? Did she see signs she didn't understand at the time of dreams and nightmares falling into chaos and eventually leaving the realm in a slow trickle?

But also she's just such a genuinely lovely person. She took Rose into her heart without a second thought and was prepared to take Jed - I'm sure she didn't know how much more time she had but she knew she didn't have forever, and she wanted a family again and she'd lost her own parents long ago and never gotten to say goodbye...and the kicker is, unlike in the comic where she's basically on her deathbed already, she COULD have possibly lived a little longer. But she chose to sacrifice her new life to save Rose's. If this woman doesn't deserve the Spirit of Love label like I've seen in some truly beautiful meta from @windsweptinred I don't know who does. BUT ALSO she's not a perfect inhuman angel either, she is capable of being charmed by the Corinthian, which - looking around at the fandom, one can see she's not alone so I for one can't blame her too much, but also she met the king of dreams and nightmares and within less than 5 minutes called him a himbo to his face. She's beautifully human with icon behavior and Sandra James-Young deserves all the credit in the world for this role.

#rose walker #jed walker #unity kincaid #miranda walker #choose violence ask game #the sandman #me banging pots and pans together in delight going ROSE AND JED AND UNITY ARE ALL THE BEST CHARACTERS AND I WILL DIE FOR THEM AND YOURE ALL #GONNA HEAR ABOUT IT thanks for giving me the excuse :) not that I need one

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Hunger

Vampire Eddie Munson x Male Reader

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Requested by this lovely anon. I literally love all kinds of Eddie love please keep sending requests of all kinds!! I hc him as bi/pansexual cause those are the vibes I get from him so anyone and everyone can send in requests!

Minors Go Away I’ll Kick You In The Forehead! Blood it kinda turned into a kink. Vampire Feeding. Vampire Eddie. I guess fang kink if you squint. Dry Humping. Spanking. Anal fingering and sex. Top Eddie x Bottom Reader. Mentions of reader and Eddie using drugs and alcohol as minors like 13 and 15. I always try and always fail to write a pwp what is wrong with me. Reader and Eddie are 20. Reader is crushing on Eddie a little, it's implied anyway. Bloody spit as lube. Bloody spitting in general. As for vampire Eddie I like the myth of vampires being shapeshifters so we're going with that being an explanation as to why he's still hot. Eddie calls you sweet boy, but like also a pervert. I guess you can say he degrades you for liking him but it's brief and can kinda be implied that he's talking about you liking men and not specifically him so I'm so sorry it just kinda happened but it worked so well. Mentions of reader and Eddie experimenting as minors (15). Reader is a little jelly of Steve lol.

Word count: 4,855 (wtf this is so long...)

You and Eddie had a lot of firsts together, Eddie would steal his dad's weed and sneak over to your house when your parents were away, introducing you to the herb when you were 13. When the two of you were 15 your parents had gone on 'separate' trips, your mother apparently going to the spa while your stepdad went on a business trip, Eddie helped you break into his liquor cabinet in his study.

You and Eddie had a lot of firsts together, Eddie would steal his dad's weed and sneak over to your house when your parents were away, introducing you to the herb when you were 13. When the two of you were 15 your parents had gone on 'separate' trips, your mother apparently going to the spa while your stepdad went on a business trip, Eddie helped you break into his liquor cabinet in his study.

That weekend had been very... explorative for the two of you. You'd played a game of Never Have I Ever, something you'd heard your stepsister playing with her friends before she'd gone off to college. Of course, you were 15 and both pretty inexperienced, Eddie had kissed Chrissy Cunningham behind the bleachers after the talent show in middle school, and you hadn't had one yet.

That weekend had been very... explorative for the two of you. You'd played a game of Never Have I Ever, something you'd heard your stepsister playing with her friends before she'd gone off to college. Of course, you were 15 and both pretty inexperienced, Eddie had kissed Chrissy Cunningham behind the bleachers after the talent show in middle school, and you hadn't had one yet.

Eddie had brought up the two of you kissing like it was a normal thing to say to your 15 year old guy friend while you sat unreasonably close on a bed big enough that you could both stretch out. He'd been so casual about it, like guy friends kissed all the time. (normalize kissing the homies goodnight, guys). You'd freaked out a little, of course, it was like Eddie had been reading your thoughts and knew you'd thought about what it would be like to kiss him. That and there was no fucking way Eddie Munson was offering to be your first kiss. If that fumbling kiss led to something a little more that was your business.

Of course, you never talked about it. Eddie pretended it didn't happen so you figured either it was a dream or he just never wanted to do that with you again. Which sucked because it was all you could think about for the next five years.

You hadn't seen Eddie in a while, almost a month actually, you'd seen him the day Chrissy died, joked that he shouldn't let Jason see him and Chrissy in the same vicinity as eachother. He'd laughed, jokingly called you an asshole, and then the two of you parted ways. After that Chrissy was found dead, and Eddie was gone. Then Fred died the same way as Chrissy, and then Patrick, and Eddie was wanted for it, and according to Jason he was a vessel for Satan.

After the earthquake he was declared missing and presumed dead, even after his name was cleared you hadn't heard from or seen him. So, of course, when you walked into your room after saying bye to your parents, who were having a couple trip, and saw Eddie standing by the window, hunched over and gripping the sill, you froze. "Eddie..? Where have you been?"

"Y/N..." Eddie lifted his head and looked over to you. You couldn't see him very well, but the streetlight outside your window illuminated his face just enough for you to see the darkness around his eyes and the fact that his eyes were red instead of that familiar brown. "Jesus, man.. did you take something?" You walked over to him and turned the lamp by your bed on.

Eddie grunted and turned away from the light, blocking it with his hand as he huffed. "You did, didn't you?" You shook your head and sighed heavily. "Sit down. I'll get you some water." When you turned around to get him some water he grabbed your wrist and pulled you back. "I'm hungry, man." He was close, really close, you hadn't been this close since you were 15, and it was causing your brain to go haywire. "Then I'll get you a sandw-" you yelped when Eddie pulled you back again and pressed you against the wall, his hand against your chest.

"Not.. a sandwich isn't gonna do it." He shook his head. You frowned and shook your head. "Well then let me get you-" "Food isn't gonna do it." Eddie interrupted. He was close enough now you could see his teeth better, his sharpened teeth glistened in the light and caused your stomach to churn and your jeans to tighten a little. Wait a minute.

Fangs? Since when did Eddie have fangs?! And what the hell was up with that scar on his jaw? That wasn't there before. "W..what the hell are you talking about, Eddie?" You frowned deeply and shook your head. "You're out of your head, man, let me make you some coffee and something to eat, sober you up."

"I'm not high." Eddie growled lowly, his eyes seeming to shimmer as he grabbed your shoulders and pushed you harder against the wall, pulling a startled yelp from you, when did he get so god damn strong? "I've been good.. stayed away.. ate those disgusting god damn animals." He huffed and clenched his jaw tightly. "It's killing me, man. I need something more, something bigger." He licked his lips, which were slightly chapped, whatever he was talking about, he was right, he wasn't being properly sustained.

"Wh.. animals? What the fuck is going on?" You were starting to panic a little. "They told me I had to be careful... I'd hurt you." Eddie shook his head and scoffed. "That I'd lose control, drain you up." "Drain-?" "But I wouldn't. Couldn't. Could never. Not you." Eddie shook his head, his eyes glued to your rapidly pounding pulse point, pressing his fingers against it. "You don't have to be scared of me."

"They who..? What's going on, man?" You struggled against him a little but it was useless, whatever Eddie was now, he was stronger than you, and he was hungry, you weren't going anywhere. "Henderson.. Harrington.. their whole party." You frowned deeply.

"Henderson? And Harrington? You went to them? That's where you've been?" You scoffed. "Gee, good to know I'm still your best friend." "Don't act like a chick. You're not." Eddie rolled his eyes. "You're not my best friend, man.. you're more.. have been for a while." You widened your eyes a little at the confession and shifted again. "What... what are you.. hungry for?" The innocent sentence sounded anything but. You weren't an idiot, you'd figured it out at this point, what Eddie was now, what he was hungry for, but you wanted to know if you could get him to actually say the words.

"You... I just want a taste. Just a little one." Eddie moved his face closer to your neck, gripping the back of your neck and sliding his nose over your pulse point. "Ngh.. please." Eddie was your bestfriend, how could you say no to him? He was very obviously uncomfortable, and you could fix that, you could make him better.

"Okay." You said quietly, nodding quickly as Eddie leaned back to get a look at you. "Yeah?" He mumbled softly. "Yeah." You mumbled, shifting as you looked at him.

"Thank you." Eddie groaned, and all of a sudden you were pressed down on your bed with Eddie hovering over you, a predatory look in his bright red eyes. "Just don't drain me, yeah?" You joked, laughing softly.

"Course not." Eddie agreed before his face was buried in your neck again. He was pressing feather-light kisses to the skin, sliding his tongue and sharpened teeth over it like he was preparing the skin.

When he finally bit into you it was something you couldn't explain, it felt like getting a Flu shot but not nearly as awkward or uncomfortable. It was painful but Eddie's sharpened teeth fit so perfectly inside your skin, he kept his teeth in you for the sake of controlling your blood flow. You could hear his steady gulps, the sound echoing in your ears as you felt your body weaken from the loss of blood.

When you felt Eddie's hips press down into yours, your hips jerked up against him and a sound you could only describe as a pathetic little whimper slipped passed your lips. Eddie pulled his lips from your neck and groaned, lapping at the trickling wound as his hips continued to rock down into yours. "Mnh.. good." Eddie mumbled before latching his lips on again.

"Ngh.. Eddie.. man you gotta s-stop doing that." You pressed your hands against his shoulders. "Gotta stop doing what?" Eddie huffed, pressing into you harder, steadily lapping at the bite as it slowly stopped bleeding. "Th-that-that thing you're doing with you-your hips."

You could feel Eddie's lips turn up into a smirk against your skin. "Oh, you mean this thing?" He pushed his hips back down into yours, harder this time. "Yes! Fuck... yes that thing." You huffed and shook your head quickly as you swallowed thickly. "We can't do that."

"Why not? You were more than happy to when we were younger." Eddie hummed and leaned back so he could look down at you. Compared to how he looked when you got to your room, eyes sunken and dark, Irises that harsh bright red, he looked magnificent now. Some of the darkness around his eyes was still there, but they were back to that wonderful brown you'd gotten so used to, and his cheeks were a bit fuller, any animalisticness in his features almost gone now that he'd had a proper snack.

You couldn't think of anything to say, he was right, he was so unbelievably right. You'd been so enthusiastic about it that night, happy to let Eddie explore whatever part of you he wanted. But this.. this was different, you weren't kids anymore and Eddie was a fucking vampire now, everything was different. Except for that god damn stirring in your stomach, the way your heart would race when he would look at you with those stupid eyes.

Eddie cleared his throat loudly to get your attention, causing you to snap your eyes up from the scars peeking out, to his eyes. "We don't have to, if you're actually uncomfortable.. but you don't feel uncomfortable." He pushed his hips down into yours experimentally. "But I don't wanna make-" You stopped him from pulling away.

"No.. please don't go." You huffed, you sounded like a chick begging like this. "I... I need you to touch me or-or something." You swallowed harshly as you looked up at him. Eddie smirked and raised a brow.

"Yeah?" He leaned close again, his blood stained lips hovering inches from yours, threatening to press together so you could taste your own blood on his tongue. "Please.." you mumbled softly, glancing at his lips and then back up to his eyes.

"You did ask nicely." Eddie teased, leaning even closer now. "I guess I can... fulfill your sick fantasies of fucking your bestfriend." He scoffed lightly. "You little fucking pervert.. wanting to fuck your bestfriend." he shook his head before leaning in and pressing his lips to yours roughly.

You didn't get a chance to respond, or even really register what he was even saying before he was kissing you, the taste of your own blood and his spit mixing filling your mouth and coating your tongue and the roof of your mouth when he forced his tongue past your lips.

You moaned softly and bucked your hips up into Eddie's. "Look at you.. already so eager." He smirked and kissed over your neck as he rocked down against you, reaching down to undo your jeans before undoing his own belt, the cuff shaped buckle clinking. "Can't take my time with you, gotta get back before they do." He glanced towards the window and then your clock. "Don't wanna get in trouble." He teased, apparently referring to Harrington and Henderson

"Since when have you ever worried about getting into trouble?" You scoffed lightly, you couldn't help but feel a little jealous of Steve right about now, him and his party of children had had Eddie all to themselves the last month and you hadn't seen him or heard from him at all, not even a stupid phone call to let you know the rumors weren't true, even if you already knew it would've been nice to hear it from Eddie.

"Mmm... since it could quite literally result in the whole town collectively finding a way to end my non-life." Eddie shrugged and straightened up before turning you onto your stomach and gripping the waistband of your jeans and boxers, pulling them over the curve of your ass slowly.

His eyes were practically glued to your ass as he held the soft globes in his hands, humming softly and squeezing hard before letting go, bringing his hand up and smacking it down on your ass.

You yelped, flinching a little and looking back at him with wide eyes. "What the hell are you doing?" You swallowed thickly. "What? You didn't like that?" He asked curiously. "Well... I just didn't expect it is all." Eddie smirked and hummed. "Sorry." He rubbed your ass lightly and brought his hand up and back down again, watching you bury your face in the pillow before grinding your hips down into the mattress.

"Ah." He grabbed your hips and yanked your ass into the air roughly, shaking his head and humming softly. "If you're gonna have any kind of release it's going to be because of me, not because you're a little fucking pervert who fucks a mattress like a whore when he gets spanked. Understood?" You nodded quickly and yelped when he gripped the short hair on the top of your head and yanked your head back. "I said, do you understand?"

You nodded rapidly and whimpered. "Yes, Eddie. I understand." You huffed a little and swallowed thickly as you looked back at him. "Good." He pushed you back down on the bed, keeping your ass up in the air as he spread your ass lightly. "Such a pretty hole.. puckered and just waiting for someone to do something." He muttered, leaning down and spitting onto your hole, causing you to flinch a little in surprise.

He spread the bloody spit around with the pad of his thumb before you felt his hand slide away, and then his finger push all the way in, stopping at the ring he wore at the base of his middle finger on his right hand. You'd practically memorized what rings Eddie wore and what their placement was, you had enough more-than-friendly dreams about them and stared at them enough you could probably pinpoint any blemishes on his before your own.

"Just relax." Eddie hummed softly, sliding his hand up your back, looking over you and chuckling at the blood stain on your pillowcase. "Gonna have to buy a new pillow." He smirked, thrusting the finger inside you slowly as you shuddered. "Fuck... shut up about the pill- ah!" You groaned and pushed your face into your pillow again when he spanked you.

"Watch your mouth when you talk to me, I'm controlling this right now, I'll fuck you before you're ready, or better yet maybe I'll just make you suck me off and be on my way." He wouldn't do this, of course, he couldn't leave you hurting or wanting. You were his boy, his good boy, letting him drink from you when you knew it was dangerous, you were so special to him, always were, but it felt different now, stronger.

"I'm sorry." You looked back at him and swallowed thickly. "I'll be good I promise." You said softly, biting down on your lip as he nodded. "Good." He leaned down and spit on his fingers as he slowly added a second one. "Fuck.. it's gonna feel so good to be inside you." He licked his lips slowly. "Tight little hole is gonna hug me so tight.." He mumbled, thrusting his fingers and scissoring them lightly to stretch you out the best he could.

"Eddie~ fuck that feels good." You moaned, finding yourself rocking back on his fingers without even really meaning to. Eddie didn't stop you this time, instead he ran his hand up your thigh and squeezed the flesh lightly. "Good. Need my boy to feel good." He said softly, pressing a kiss to your back before sliding up to kiss you again.

You practically mewled like a kitten when he kissed you, pressing back against him as you pushed into the kiss, whining and trying to chase his lips when he pulled back. "Ah. Open." He brought his hand up from your thigh to grip your jaw, humming when you obediently let your jaw fall open. he leaned in a little and then spit directly into your mouth, humming as he watched the pink spit spread along your tongue. "Now swallow."

You widened your eyes a little and blinked rapidly before closing your mouth and swallowing, shuddering a bit at the taste of your blood mingling with his pit over your tastebuds. It wasn't the best taste in the world but it was Eddie and that was all it needed to be.

"Good boy." Eddie purred softly before leaning back, you could hear his belt and wallet chain clanging behind you as he pushed his jeans and boxers off and finally slid a third finger into you. "After this one i'll fuck you, okay? Gonna have you nice and stretched so you don't hurt yourself being too eager." He teased, biting down on your back just hard enough to scratch the skin, the tiniest droplets of blood pebbling where his teeth had cut you. He hummed and leaned down to lick over it slowly, grinning. "Fuck you taste good. My own personal juice box." He teased, fucking you a little faster with his fingers as you nodded quickly.

"Can have it whenever you want, Eds." You moaned, rocking back on his fingers with a grunt when he crooked his fingers and ran over something inside you that had your legs going nub and your vision blurring for a second. Before you could even say anything Eddie was leaning over your back and next to your ear. "That the spot?" He hummed softly, continuing to massage the spot as you nodded quickly. "Y-yeah." You moaned and pushed back against his fingers, your cock hanging heavy, neglected, between your legs, threatening to brush against the egyptian cotton any time your legs would start to slip, only for Eddie to pull you back up and spank you. "Keep stil. Don't want this to be over too soon do we?"

You shook your head and took a deep breath. "N-No." "That's what I thought, now be a big boy and hold yourself up so I don't have to keep spanking you, poor little ass is gonna be sore." He tsked and shook his head. "Okay, Eds." You moaned, dropping your head down onto the pillow again, focusing on keeping your legs from slipping as you moaned happily, fingers tangling in the sheet. "E-Eds please." You said softly, swallowing thickly. "Need you inside me now. Please."

Eddie chuckled softly. "So eager." He tsked and shook his head teasingly, sliding his fingers out of you and spitting on his hand, gripping the base of his cock and pulling in slow tugs to spread his spit around his cock. You watched as his cock was covered in the bloody liquid, you didn't understand how there was still so much spit but you didn't think to question it, you'd felt his teeth scratch your back so you figured that's where it was coming from. you didn't think the sight would be as hot as it was, watching your his spit, your blood, spread over his cock like some kind of weird pink lube, but you felt your cock twitch between your legs, precum dripping onto the bed as you bit down on your lip.

"Eddie.. please, man." You shifted on your knees, a whining pitch to your voice as you pushed back towards him again. "Give me a second you little fucking pervert." He scoffed and grabbed your hip tightly with one hand. "i thought you were a good boy?" You whined and shifted as you huffed. "I am but you-you're taking too long." He rolled his eyes. "Fine."

You perked up a little as you felt him shift to be directly behind you again. You took a deep breath as you felt his tip press against your hole, he'd been big all those years ago, much bigger than you, and he was still practically endowed by the gods, the size difference wasn't like it used to be but you still didn't meet his length or girth. You closed your eyes tightly and buried your face into the pillow, groaning as he started to push into you, huffing softly as he dropped his head back. "Fuck." He mumbled softly, pushing in to the hilt with one fluid motion, making sure not to go too fast or too hard. "Doing so good." He mumbled, staying buried inside you for a moment before he slid out and then back in.

"Fuck..." you moaned happily, letting your chest melt into your mattress as you pushed back against him, shuddering. Eddie gripped your hips tighter as he started to let himself let go a bit, fucking you faster and a little harder, huffing and dropping his head back as he grunted. "You look so good underneath me, fuck, wanted to do this for five years." He moaned.

"Really?" You mumbled in surprise, looking at him over your shoulder, taking in the paleness of his skin, the dark scars that decorated his torso next to the tattoos you were always so fascinated with. "Hell yeah. All i could think about."

"Y-you should've said something." You moaned, rocking back against him eagerly, yelping when he tangled his fingers in your hair and yanked his head back. "That so?" He hummed softly as you nodded. "i bet all I would've had to do was ask and you would've bent your slutty little ass over, huh?"

You nodded rapidly and swallowed thickly. "Yeah. Anywhere you wanted." You moaned, dropping your head again when he brushed the spot from earlier. "There- please-" You shuddered and panted heavily. "Gonna make me cum..."

"Already?" Eddie scoffed and reached up to grip your throat, your sweaty back pinned to his chest. "I haven't even touched your pretty cock yet." He tsked and grabbed your jaw, making you look down at your cock, leaking precum onto your expensive sheets. "He's just crying for attention, too, so desperate to have a warm hand wrapped around it." He whispered in your ear, his fangs nipping at your earlobe and practically making you convulse as you whimpered. "you can't cum yet. Not until I say so." He growled, snapping his hips into that bundle of nerves again, causing you to cry out, moaning loudly and shuddering.

"O-Okay." You nodded weakly and swallowed thickly. Eddie continued to rock into you steadily, gripping your hip tightly with one hand while the other continued to hold your throat just enough to make you a little dizzy.

He started to do this circular type of motion with his hips, your brain was practically disconnected at this point so you couldn't really tell how exactly how he was moving his hips, and when his hand slid from your hip to your cock, collecting the leaing precum before gripping the base and pumping his hand, you thought you were going to die. "O-Oh fuck, E-Eddie." You moaned loudly and dropped your head back against his shoulder, shuddering and whimpering softly.

"You sound so good like this, pretty boy, squeezing around my cock, practically begging for me to let you cum." He whispered in your ear, sliding his tongue along the shell of your ear, was his tongue pointed? how had you not noticed that before? It was so obviously pointed now, the muscle sliding over your ear before he bit down, causing you to grunt when his fangs broke skin again, shuddering and moaned when he sucked on the bleeding flesh. "Can't get enough of you... taste so good." He purred softly, his hand moving from the front of your neck to the back of it to shove you down into the pillows again.

His hand moved a little faster around your cock now, matching the harsh speed and force of his thrusts as you let out choked grunts and moans, shaking underneath him, your cock twitching at the grip he had on the back of your neck. "Just a few more minutes, then I'll let you cum. Think you can wait a little bit longer?"

You nodded quickly and moaned happily. He chuckled and lifted your head from the pillows, gripping the back of your neck like a cat. "I need to hear you say it." you whimpered and nodded again, panting heavily and swallowing thickly. "I can't wait longer, Eds, promise." You moaned.

"Such a little fucking whore." Eddie scoffed and pushed you back down into the pillow, looming over you as he started fucking into you harder, grunting lowly in your ear as you shuddered. "Fuck.. oh fuck, Eddie." You moaned happily, trembling a little and swallowing thickly. "Please, Eddie, need to cum. Your cock feels so good inside me~ wanna feel you fill me up, please." You begged, pushing back against him as you moaned happily.

"Yeah? Want me to fill this pretty hole up with my cum?" He asked, smirking a little as you nodded rapidly. "Yes! Please, Eddie. Need it." You begged, pushing back against him more as he hummed. "Aww, since you asked so nicely." He purred and leaned over to your ear again.

"Cum."

That one simple word sent you toppling over the edge, your vision blurring when you felt Eddie's fangs sink into your shoulder, immediately followed by the feeling as his cum filling you up as he moaned and took more gulps of your blood, his hips stuttering to a stop once the both of you were done cumming.

"Fuck, y/n.." He chuckled and lapped at the bleeding bite, humming happily. "One second." He said softly before sliding out of bed, and then in a flash he was gone, and back, with a wet rag and some gauze from the hall medicine cabinet.

You felt your heart flutter a little as you let Eddie clean up all the blood and cum. "I'll stay till you fall asleep but I'll have to leave before you wake up... but I'll make them let me see you." He smiled and gently tapped the gauze to your bite marks as you nodded. "Okay.."

You laid back slowly, not expecting Eddie to pull you and place a timid kiss to the top of your head, but he did, and when you felt his cold hands slide up your back you were happy to have him back, even if it was just for a bit, even if at some point he had to leave, you had him now and for now it was enough.

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[olderthannetfic]

https://olderthannetfic.tumblr.com/post/744363402559995904/reading-the-anon-abt-the-doll-hobby-not-having#notes

More BJD wank.

People using alcohol markers on their dolls. Just... don't.... don't do that. Also, people complaining that the alcohol marker doesn't wash off the doll anymore. Yeah, who'd have guessed that using alcohold markers on a highly porous material would end up not being removable. Also, don't use oils. Do not use any paint strippers that contain oil. And only use water soluble glue.

People who sell some of the most beat up looking dolls, chewed limbs, broken pieces, yellowed to hell and back. And then expect $$$ and even more than full price of a new doll. Generally it's not particularly offensive, but by the Gods if it doesn't get obnoxious when someone starts whining that nobody wants to buy their trash heap.

The fujoshi discussion was also quite ripe. It's no secret that probably 80%+ of the regular BJD hobby is women, and a lot of those women like men. The fujoshi discussion gets brought up ever few months? Years? And it's stupid every time. I remember the most recent incident being started again by a transman who took special offence to the large amount of M/M doll couples, and started getting angry when people dismissed his very misogynistic reasons as to why it's bad. Then tried to flip it around to homophobia and transphobia against him specifically, when all the people just told him to stop treating fujoshi as an insult and blah blah, you know the drill. People didn't buy it that he didn't just wanna admit defeat, but it kinda fizzled out when some other trans people entered the discussion, and some gay/bi men who also said that this was a stupid discourse. Also a few pretty heartfelt experiences by women explaining why they preferred male dolls over female dolls.

"Put a trigger warning on your amputee doll characters." Not a big discourse, but a few people talked about how they had gotten comments or DMs about tagging their dolls who represent amputees with trigger warnings. General consensus was "Fuck those people." To make this extra clear, these were just amputee characters, not horror or gore.

Did I mention Nazi dolls? Because there has been several rounds of drama around Nazi dolls. Most people agree that Nazi dolls, aka full Nazi uniform with the armband are a huge fucking no-go.... BUT, some people try to argue that "Well if you depict the doll as a disgusting pig wearing a Nazi uniform..." Yeah, that was a long wank session.

The honestly kinda an pointless argument about "Are you racist if your dark resin doll face-ups look ass?" The argument is basically around dolls with dark resin tones who receive... unfortunate face-ups. The issue here is that in many cases the people getting called racist are really just bad at doing face-ups, which is especially hard on dark resins because it's hard to layer colors without it looking ass if you don't know what you're doing, and the main medium is just pastel chalks. Combine that with sealants that might leave behind a whiteish sheen with the topcoat, and you end up with a real ashy dusty looking mess. While we're on face-ups, generally a lot of face-ups just objectively look like ass when you're not a professional face-up artist. It's just what happens when you don't know what you're doing and still learning, because you don't wanna spend $$$ on sending it to an actual artist. It's really fucking hard layering colors, and then painting over it to get details when you're just not that experienced yet.

Also thanks to the one person in my last anon mentioning "Dollshe" and his wait times: Dollshe is a doll maker who's infamous for his year long wait times, and constant "sales." Apparently the dude bought himself a big fancy car, while people were still waiting for their dolls. Some wait times have exceeded half a decade. Guess what though! People still decided to take the chance. He's apparently closed shop now, and there are probably high double or low triple digits of people who haven't gotten their dolls yet. Not sure what his average price point is/was, but a quick check, the front page is filled with dolls starting at 800 going up. (So like 700-1 500) https://olderthannetfic.tumblr.com/post/744582859159945216/744363402559995904reading-the-anon-abt-the-doll-h#notes Also, yes, Anon is 100% correct. Smartdolls are basically just considered "honorary" BJD's because they fall under the same idea as the VOLKs dolfie dreams, and their creator just copied the idea. But generally, most people wouldn't refer to SMD's when speaking about BJDs, unless specified. Since they are vinyl you do not have the same artistic freedom as you have with resin dolls, which you can customize heavily with various mediums. They also aren't as available for custom face-ups, and apparently the creator has a bit of an ego problem when it comes to that as well. Another piece of drama: The joints of these dolls are internal skeletons as already explained. The problem a lot of people faced is that the joints would break quickly during posing. Under normal circumstances you'd maybe assume you could get some customer service to replace the broken joint, or at least be able to buy one for free. WRONG. You had(have?) to buy the entire skeleton just to replace one broken joint. I also think there was a time where you couldn't even get a replacement skeleton, and were left with a broken doll. Fun fact: Originally the "Smartdolls" were also supposed to be robotic, that's what the "Smart" originally referred to. That then got downgraded to a concept doll that got a bit of automated head shaking and limb moving, which then ended up with the creator backtracking and claiming "Smart" stood for "Social media art doll." Also, while we're at it, he also made a cochlear implant disability device for his dolls. A pretty significant amount of HOH/Dead-BJD people criticized the inclusion of said device because of some medical issues of it. And guess what! Banhammer. I also re-checked the story of the disabled person who got banned, and then made the creator post a "They aren't made for disabled people." The doll the disabled person struggled with was a male doll, but because the male dolls were so rare, they didn't have a male skeleton, but the female standard. Meaning the skeleton inside the male doll shell was female, and the skeleton didn't properly match up with the vinyl male-doll shell. Which was one of the main reason they struggled so badly to reattach the limbs. Bonus story: The creator has a real culty following, he has/had joined a few facebook groups around smartdolls. Apparently people noticed a pattern that he'd throw random tantrums in the groups, leave, and then the entire group had to grovel and praise him to get him to rejoin.

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[melloween-candie]

Jealousy [L.G]

Lip Gallagher x Reader

Summary

You and Lip has always been best friends, but the day Lip meet Karen, things changed- for the worst! You never pictured yourself to be the jealous type, but you'd be lying to yourself if you said it didn't hurt seeing your crush fighting for that so called 'family' growing in Karens womb.

Warning! Bad language, Small mention of sexual deeds

Word count: 752

[Angst/High school]

Part 1, Part 2

Shameless Masterlist

Fandom Masterlists

/"Talking"//Thinking//Muttering-Whispering/

***Narrator's Pov***

You and Lip have been best friends for years. Nothing was ever able to get in between you two until one day when he met Karen.

Now you never really liked Karen all that much; however, Lip was fascinated by her, and you never knew why. She was a total bi*ch to almost all the girls in school. She's the type of girl that girls have to look out for in case they want to keep their man. A complete homewrecker. She was also known as the school sl*t.

Karen had a lot of labels, and honestly, she never even cared. Though what conflicted you was the fact that she took an interest in Lip. You knew that those two only met because Karen needed tutoring.

"They probably fu*ked." Said one of your friends.

You were currently walking down to your science lab. Expecting Lip to be in his usual spot. Of course, the teacher didn't assign any assign seats, that is-

When you walked in, you saw Karen- Since when did she take chemistry? You sat down at your usual seat, waiting for Lip, your lab partner.

Eventually, he walked in; of course, he was late as per usual. You moved your bookbag, expecting him to sit down right next to you, but he never came.

You turned your head to see him sitting with the girl you could barely tolerate. Karen Jackson.

Time Skip!~

***Y/n's Pov***

"What does he see in her?!" You questioned.

"Girl, don't worry about it. He's only talking to her to get in between her panties." Said F/n. "I mean, seriously, it's not like he likes her. It's Lip we're talking about."

"Yeah... but he already got into her 'panties.' He doesn't normally stick around for 'more.'" You said as you packed your books back inside your locker.

"Girl, seriously. I know you've had a crush on him since freshman year, but you really need to move on. I mean, you can do better. I hope you know that." Said F/n as (She/He/They) walked toward their next-period class.

God, this sucks. Though (She/He/They) made a point... I mean, Karen's just a phase... right?

Time Skip!~

***Narrator's Pov***

It has been a couple of months later. Lip and Karen have grown even closer. Closer than Y/n expected. It's to the point where Lip always goes to her house now... Y/n obviously doesn't like this. She doesn't want to admit it, but she misses her dumba*s.

Though she wasn't going to be happy to hear the news tomorrow...

It's quite sad, really... After all, Lip once told her that he wouldn't leave her for dead.

Time Skip!~

***Y/n's Pov***

You sighed, turning off the TV.

I guess he's not coming...

This is the third time this month that he missed Movie Night Friday. You were starting to think that he didn't care.

You called him- ring, ring.

***Lip's Pov***

"Fuck... yes-" Lip moaned.

Buzz, Buzz

"Huh? Wait- hold on, Karen, Y/n's calling." Lip said as he got off her.

Karen just rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, what's up?" Said Lip as he got dressed.

You can hear Karen whining in the background.

"Hey. Ah- Did you forget? It's Friday... again."

"Oh- shit. Hold on, I'll be there in a minute-"

"No." You interrupted him. "Forget about it. Maybe next time. Bye."

"Y/n wai-"

With that, you hung up the call.

Shit

"I got to go, Karen." Lip says as he puts on his jacket-

"Why do you even care about her?" She asked as she lit a cigarette.

Lip paused for a moment. Then grabbed the cigarette out of her mouth.

"Cause." He said as the cigarette wiggled between his teeth.

Karen got up. "That's not an answer." She said as she followed him to her bedroom door.

"Does it matter? Why do you even care?" Said Lip defensively.

"I don't." She stated. "But you clearly do. I mean seriously. You'd rather- watch a movie. Instead of getting high- with me? You'd rather hang out with a girl who wouldn't dare to THINK about screwing you?" Karen placed a hand on Lip's chest. "I mean, come on, Lip. Why don't you just stay with me tonight? We can have lots of fun!"

Lip couldn't even mutter a word. He was completely flustered, standing there. A hard one was forming in his pants, and Karen shut the door behind him. She knew she won this round.

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[mulletmitsuya]

Toman groupchat

Warnings: suggestive! the word dick is here a lot, swearing

Desc: some people don't like that kazutora and hanma r friends

Kazutora: your balls r kinda small

Kazutora: nvm it's the angle

Kazutora: these pics r goofy as hell💀

Kazutora: but they're good ig, now stop spamming me with dick picks

Mitsuya: ....??

Mikey: hello??????

Baji: 🤨

Chifuyu: 😐

Draken: uhhhh

Kazutora: LMAO

Kazutora: wrong chat

Mikey: who was that suppose to be sent to??

Kazutora: uhm

Kazutora: y'all don't like him, and i don't wanna start a fight so i won't say anything

Chifuyu: i'll break up with you

Baji: yeah

Kazutora: HUH

Kazutora: WHY?

Chifuyu: because some dude is sending you dick pics???? wtf Tora

Baji: yeah wtf Tora

Baji: it's basically cheating

Baji: this hurts more than that time you stabbed me

Kazutora: ok fine, don't be mad tho😐

Mitsuya: don't you guys have a separate groupchat for relationship stuff? this doesn't seem like it has anything to do with us

Baji: stfu Mitsuya

Mikey: i'd like if we got back to the point ☺

Baji: it's none of your business shrimpy

Mikey: then leave the groupchat😐

Mikey: and i'm not fucking shrimpy

Mikey: if someone calls me shrimpy one more time, i'll nuclear kick you into orbit

Draken: but

Mitsuya: you're are kinda shrimpy

Baji: lol

Baji: Kazutora

Kazutora: what?

Chifuyu: i'm losing patience

Kazutora: it's Shuji

Chifuyu: 😀

Baji: who's Shuji??

Mikey: Kazutora istg

Kazutora: dude chill

Draken: HANMA????

Mitsuya: wtf why is Hanma sending you dick pics

Kazutora: we're friends

Draken: not an explanation?

Draken: i'm friends with all of you but i wouldn't do that??? i dont think anyone would do that??

Kazutora: well it should be a thing

Baji: BRO FUCKING HANMA??

Baji: THAT CREEP??

Kazutora: yeah

Chifuyu: the one who helped plot Baji-sans murder 🙂

Kazutora: we all make mistakes

Kazutora: i was the one who attempted the actual murder but look

Kazutora: you all love and accept me for my mistakes and flaws haha

Kazutora: right?

Draken: he-

Draken: he's tried to kill me several times?

Draken: he tried to kill Emma??

Kazutora: he's just goofy bro

Smiley: i'm late but i really fucking hate that guy

Smiley: just something about the way he looks

Smiley: it doesn't sit right with me

Kazutora: Smiley, you have naturally orange hair😐

Smiley: what about it

Smiley: at least i'm not evil

Smiley: wait nvm

Smiley: i'll have to sit this one out

Mitsuya: Kazutora, cut ties with that dude, seriously

Kazutora: but guys, he's so funny

Kazutora: we're besties

Kazutora: he likes leopard print 🙁

Kazutora: you guys are being so toxic rn

Kazutora: why r u being so insecure, we're just friends

Baji: bro

Baji: HE'S SENDING YOU PICTURES OF HIS DICK?

Draken: if my boyfriend was receiving pictures of a dick that wasn't mine, i'd be pissed too

Draken: do you genuinly not see the problem with this

Kazutora: why did u say boyfriend Draken? are you gay?

Kazutora: what if i tell Emma about this? huh? what then?

Kazutora: was she right this entire time? worrying about Mikey? wow

Mikey: what are you talking about rn?💀

Draken: why are you trying to change the subject

Draken: and for your information, Emma knows i'm bi, so is she

Draken: we ACTUALLY communicate

Mikey: Emma's gay??

Draken: guess it runs in the family🙂

Mikey: 😐

Kazutora: ughhhhh

Kazutora: fine i'll tell him to stop sending me nudes ig

Kazutora: you guys are so boring🙄

Baji: maybe stop being friends with him completely?

Kazutora: 😒

Kazutora: fine (lying)

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[jerzwriter]

You are so fucking disgusting Elsa. Using your bland ass straight white bitch MC to be the MC of the Month for Pride Month.

You’ve gone really low

Good morning, Nonny.

I'd like to say hope you're having a good day, but clearly, you're not.

I was 50/50 on putting this in my "delete because Nonny is a bitter troll who doesn't deserve the attention/exposure they desperately crave" file. But this anon goes beyond the usual "I'm a pathetic human who hates someone on the internet who has zero impact on my life so much because of (insert stupid/insane reason here), so I'm going to be a vile bully and send them anonymous hate because - IDK - I can't find a good therapist? I'm off my meds? I'm just a vile piece of shit?" See, I no longer waste my time or energy on those.

But I decided to answer this because a) you're wrong, and b) you're engaging in bi-erasure - something that happens in the fandom and in real life every day, and I'm not going to pass up a chance to educate your ignorance and address your bigotry.

Casey was picked at random - the same way all MCOTMs and WOTMs are. I grappled with the decision to highlight her bisexuality... because of people like you. In the end, I decided to be true to the character. I've been dealing with people like you my entire life - in my personal life - never mind fandom. So let's educate.

Bisexuality is real - people.

Your ignorance in understanding it doesn't make it any less real. I am proudly bi, but trust me, it feels like a pretty shitty thing to be at times. You're never queer enough for many in the queer community, but you're too queer for those who aren't. There is no real safe space outside of a precious few who get it. And I mean few.

Your straight friends talk shit about you "doing this" to be "cool/get attention" or whatever... and they're "relieved" when you're in a hetero-presenting relationship. Your queer friends are happiest when you're with a same-sex partner, and if you're not, they accuse you of lying about who you are or "hiding." It's awesome. You know, instead of just having friends that are fucking happy if you're happy. People CAN BE and ARE attracted to more than one gender and the feelings/love we have toward both are real, valid and do not have to be explained to anyone.

Anyone who follows my MC (and I don't believe Nonny has) knows that Casey has been presented as bisexual from the day I entered this fandom. If some choose to ignore that, that's on them, not me. The fact that she is half of a pairing that is hetero-presenting does not make her any less bisexual. How ignorant are you?

Her profile clearly states she's bi. I've written about her being an activist for LGBTQ rights and about her reluctance about coming out to her parents (because she doesn't believe she should have to "come out," why is straight the default?). I've introduced her ex-girlfriend, Jessica, in fics and text fics, and discussed Casey's identity at length in numerous asks over the years.

So, yes, her current partner is a man, and he ends up being the love of her life. GUESS WHAT! THAT HAPPENS TO BI PEOPLE! And, TRUST, we know the privilege that comes with being in a hetero-presenting relationship. I've never once had someone throw something at me or hurl slurs when I've held a male partner's hand in public, but I've had it happen when my partner is a woman. But no one bi is "suddenly straight" because of it! And asking us to parade as hetero just because we're with an opposite-sex partner is pushing us into a closet - and I'm sorry, but fuck you - because no one belongs there.

Last June, I deliberately avoided all pride-related events in the fandom (NOT in real life). I did so because I was coping with the guilt that is tantamount to being bisexual. The "Should I put it out there. I mean, there are others who are more queer, right? I have no right to do this? Their characters are more important than mine, right?" And yeah, I've felt that way in real life, too. THIS is what it's like being bi. I'm out for decades, I'm comfortable and proud of who I am, I counsel younger people in the community that they are valid - and I'm sitting here with tears in my eyes right now because with all of that, THIS SHIT STILL CREEPS IN - largely because of s-bags like this Nonny.

So you know what, I'm not grappling with it anymore. It's pride month, and in real life, I'm celebrating to the fucking max. And you know what - I'm doing it in the fandom too. Casey is going to be as out and fucking proud as I want her to be, and if it makes your ass uncomfortable, well, that's not my fucking problem.

Re-read your ask, Nonny. The only disgusting person in this exchange is you. Do fucking better.

#playchoices #choices fandom #bisexuality awareness #bi erasure #hate anons #open heart choices #do fucking better #your ignorance is showing #pride