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m00npiez · 9 months

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Modern Steddie AU

“Oh she’s cute.” Robin points over to a table near the bar.

Steve follows her finger and the blonde in the pink pleated skirt is, in fact, very cute. “You should go talk to her.”

Robin gives him a look, “Literally everything about her screams ‘straight’ so no thanks,” she takes a sip of her cocktail, “Don’t feel like getting humiliated today.”

Steve rolls his eyes, “I doubt she’d humiliate you but suit yourself.” He stands and fluffs up his hair a little, “If you won’t, I sure as hell will.”

Before his friend can protest, Steve’s strutting over to the girl’s table. She looks up at him when he stops and leans slightly against the chair opposite from hers.

“Hi!” she greets before he can say anything. Her whole face lights up as she smiles. She’s definitely cute, but not exactly what Steve had in mind for the night.

“Hey,” Steve flashes his own smile, “I was just telling my friend how cute you are and wanted to know if I could maybe buy you a drink?”

Her face goes pink, but her smile falters slightly and a small frown forms. “Oh that’s so nice of you, but I’m actually a lesbian,” she seems genuinely upset at having to break this news to him. “I’m really sorry, you seem lovely.”

Steve’s eyes widen slightly, but his smile remains, “Oh, god, sorry I should have asked,” he laughs, “That’s totally my bad.”

She shakes her head and leans forward in her seat, “Not at all, sweetheart!” there’s a slight southern accent slipping through and her smile is back. “You couldn’t have known, I know I don’t exactly look the part.”

“Well, since I’m already here,” Steve smirks, glancing over his shoulder to where he can see Robin watching the scene unfold. Her eyes snap away once she realizes he’s looking at her. “My friend over there is single and also extremely gay.”

Chrissy looks over and her smile turns coy, “Now she’s cute,” her eyes snap back to Steve. “She’s the one who told you to come over?”

“The opposite, actually. She thought you were straight so, I came over instead.” Steve explains.

Chrissy nods, glances over her shoulder and then stands. “Well, I’ll just have to go over there then.”

Steve smiles, “I’m Steve, by the way.”

“Chrissy.” The blonde extends her hand and Steve shakes it. “Thank you for letting me know the girl I’ve been eyeing is queer.”

Steve gives her a two-finger salute and goes to walk away, but she grabs his wrist to stop him.

“Do you like men, by any chance?” Chrissy asks, her smile alluding to something.

“Is it that obvious?” Steve laughs.

She gives him a once-over, “The tight shirt sort of gave you away.”

“Fair enough. Why do you ask?”

Chrissy points over to a curly-haired guy covered in tattoos, who’s ordering at the bar, “You should go talk to my friend, Eddie, he’s been blabbing about the hot jock in the polo since you walked in.”

Steve swallows, he’d seen the guy when they walked in, but hadn’t allowed himself to look. He was the kind of hot and scary Steve usually avoided due to their usual disdain for preppy guys like Steve. But surely if he kept Chrissy around, he couldn’t be all bad.

“I don’t exactly seem like his type.” Steve points out, giving Chrissy a nervous glance.

She laughs, “Oh please, pretty boy with big eyes and a great body? You’re everyone’s type.”

“Not yours.”

“Trust me honey, if you were a masc lesbian I’d be all over you right about now.” Chrissy winks and Steve can feel his face heating up.

“I don’t want to bother him…”

Chrissy rolls her eyes, “Just use the same line you used on me, he doesn’t bite.” she pauses, “Unless you ask really nicely.”

Yeah she isn’t exactly easing his nerves with these little jabs.

“He looks like he carries a knife.” Steve’s just stalling at this point.

“I know he seems kinda mean and scary, but he’s really just a big ol’ softie, trust me,” she pats his shoulder, picks up her drink and starts walking towards Robin, “Now I’ve got a pretty lady to talk to, so get! Go make a move on the scary metalhead, Steve!”

Steve watches her go, his amusement growing at the sight of Robin’s panic when Chrissy plops down at their table.

Mustering up the courage to walk to the bar, he turns but immediately bumps into someone. The person manages to steady their drink and somehow prevent Steve from falling on his ass, grabbing him around the waist.

“Shit sorry!” Steve finds his footing, only to nearly lose it again when he looks up to find his face a few inches away from the aforementioned friend of Chrissy’s.

Eddie smiles, squeezes Steve’s waist once before releasing him, “Don’t sweat it, sweetheart.”

Steve’s face must have been bloodshot at that point. Two people had called him sweetheart within the span of a few minutes. At this rate his brain was going to malfunction entirely.

Eddie studies him for a second, his eyes twinkling, before looking over to the now unoccupied table. He frowns, looking around the bar.

“She’s over there.” Steve points to where the two girls are deep in conversation.

Eddie’s eyes look from Steve to Chrissy and back again. “Were you heading back there?”

“Uh, no, actually,” Steve clears his throat. Why was it so hot all of the sudden? “I was told to go talk to the scary metalhead?”

Eddie’s grin returned, showing off his dimples. Steve was allowing himself to stare at the man now, and god was he stunning.

“Scary? That’s rich coming from the girl who literally carries a knife with her.” Eddie sits down at the table and looks at Steve expectantly, “I don’t bite,” he gestures for him to sit, so he does.

“Apparently you do if I ask nicely,” Steve says, then feels his face heat up again when he hears what he said.

Eddie laughs, loud and beautiful, “God, she really knows how to play wingman, huh?”

#this is just a little experiment #had this idea at 3am #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #robin buckley #chrissy cunningham #buckingham #steddie au #modern steddie au

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morerawerbreath · 1 year

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Fictional Men Ranked Least to Most Likely to Eat Pussy

When I’m bored my powers turn to evil. Happy to announce that @earlymodernlesbian is not only is an enabler but wrote a gay companion piece which you can and should read here!!!!

10. Mr. Rochester — Jane Eyre

No chance of oral here. Sorry, I don’t think he puts Jane first once in this book. She’s too busy being a ministering angel to ever consider anything above and beyond her wifely duty and I don’t think Rochester ever really stops being a narcissist long enough to consider her desires or even, you know, her life. I bet his french mistress asked him to do it once and he was like “ew, no”

9. Rhett Butler — Gone With the Wind

Rhett says shit like “you ought to be kissed and by someone who knows how,” and then I bet would go down on you one time just to show you what you were missing out on, and then he’d tease you about how much you liked it for months afterwards and refuse to do it again. Imagine how much more normal Scarlett might have been if she was getting regular oral.

8. Konstantin Levin — Anna Karenina

Definitely knows about eating pussy and can’t stop thinking about it. I think he might even shamefully obsess about it in conjunction with his dirty peasant laborer fantasies. However, he also has the ascetic monk thing going on so I bet he hardcore represses his desires to actually do it. That being said, I think if he ever got over himself he’d be way into it.

7. Mr Darcy — Pride and Prejudice

I’m not convinced Mr. Darcy even knows going down on girls is a thing, but once Bingley had filled him in I bet he would try it. Elizabeth I’m sure would not object but I can’t see this happening more than once or twice.

6. Oliver Mellors — Lady Chatterley’s Lover

Mellors has the distinct advantage and disadvantage of being the only character from a book that actually describes sex acts. If it was based solely on what he said (being turned on by getting women off, not shutting up about Connie’s ass, talking about how much he wants a “real” woman with a “real” body), I’d say absolutely he wants to get down there and would use the cringiest words possible to describe it. However, they textually do almost everything else so I feel like if he ate her out DH Lawrence would have told us 😔

EDIT: he goes down on her in the most recent movie!!! vindicated

5. Jonathan Harker — Dracula

Jonathan is obsessed with Mina (rightfully) and loves her to the end of the earth, so of course he’d do anything for her, including eat her out. However, there’s so much putting women on goddess pedestals in Dracula that he might just like, repeatedly kiss her between her legs and and be like, “am I doing this right?” and Mina would be like “I love you so much Jonathan” but she wouldn’t actually get off, you know?

4. Heathcliff — Wuthering Heights

Someone who is willing to dig up your grave would definitely be down to lick your pussy. Cathy and Heathcliff are so rabid about each other I bet oral is like, one of the least weird things they would have done to each others bodies if they had the chance

3. Gabriel Oak — Far from the Madding Crowd

Not intimidated by Bathsheba’s independence and position of power. Could take care of her and spoil her if she ever let him and they both know it. Plus, not afraid to get down and dirty and do farm work for her. If a man cures your sheep and saves your hay before a storm, what else will he do for you? 👀

2. Mr. Knightley — Emma

Mr. Knightly is the definition of a service top. 100% confident in his masculinity and completely comfortable putting Emma’s needs and wants first, but not gonna let her get away with being high and mighty. Excellent combination of obsessed with her but still in charge. ;) She would get neurotic about it and he would tell her to chill out and he’d be right.

1. George Emerson — A Room with a View

George chugs his respect women juice and is so turned on by the idea of women as individuals with unique desires he can’t stand to see Lucy betray herself by marrying a robot. “I want you to have your own thoughts even when I hold you in my arms” ?!? “The desire to govern a woman lies very deep, and men and women must fight it together before they shall enter the Garden” !! What’s not to love about a pro-Eve humanist who enjoys swimming naked and is constantly telling everyone to be less embarrassed about desire and the body? No question George is going to be eating Lucy out every day of their lives and getting off on it himself.

Bonus:

Marius Pontmercy — Les Misérables

Shy, but also French. Not sure which one wins out here.

#pride and prejudice #emma #wuthering heights #a room with a view #far from the madding crowd #gone with the wind #anna karenina #lady chatterley's lover #dracula #jonathan harker #mr darcy #heathcliff #rhett butler #jane eyre #mr rochester #marius #les mis

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hazbinhazmeinachokehold · 2 months

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Alastor + Ace reader

Summarcy: The reader comes out to Alastor, and he finds out some stuff about himself.

!!Not beta read and made when I was very tired!!

Alastor was very into older stuff. His love of Radio being the biggest showcase. But you weren’t sure how far that extended to his morals. Particularly lgbtq subjects. While, yes, he didn’t seem adverse to Charlie and Vaggie dating, or Angel’s comments that show sexual attraction only being towards men, they weren’t his friends. You had actually built a relationship with him. But he was around for the early 1900’s! They are kind of famous for not being accepting. Even if he was okay with gay people, ace people are still commonly seen as “broken.”

Despite all that you can live in the closet forever. Or, well you could. But recently the question of his stance or your... Existence was gnawing at your brain. You decided you had to bite the bullet and tell him. Worse that could happen? He’d kill you. But that's the absolute worst. Which was too extreme even for someone like Alastor. Probably.

You’d told him to go to your room in a few minutes to “discuss something important.” He opted to randomly teleport in.

“Am I early?” He questioned.

“Nope- well kinda. I expected you to be here later but it's better your here now. Cause I’d probably pass out in panic! Am I talking too much?” You let out a forced chuckle. You were visibly shaking. Just as Alastor was about to speak you interrupted him. “I’m asexual!” You blurted out with way less tact than you wanted.

He tilted his head like a dog, “A what?” Ah right. It just fully occurred to you that ace people weren’t really acknowledged back then. They’re barely acknowledged today. Miracle you found out really. If you hadn’t felt so confused about why you didn’t have sexual attraction to others despite that being the “norm” and looked it up, you wouldn’t know it was a thing. But we're getting too far from the subject at hand.

“Um asexual? It's a spectrum but the base is you don’t feel sexual attraction. Some people are sex-repulsed and hate even thinking about sex. Others are fine discussing it but don’t like having it. Some like having sex but again, no sexual attraction. But they are all still ace. But they can still date people!” You were rambling and you knew that.

In a rare display, Alastor seemed genuinely surprised and showed it. In an even rarer display, he voiced it, “There a word for this?” It was a question but it came out like a statement. Your eyes lit up.

“Wait, are you ace too?” You asked.

“It appears so my dear.” He wasn’t totally confident but that's okay, “I have some thinking to do though.”

“That's okay too.” You smiled as he left. This time he just used the door. Having Alastor find out he’s ace through you coming out was not the plan but hey, you aren’t complaining.

#hazbin hotel x reader #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel alastor x reader

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unclewaynemunson · 2 years

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(Pt2 to this post)

Wayne comes home one day and as soon as he opens his car door, he hears some folks having a goddamn professional screaming match. He can’t say he ain’t used to that - he lives in a trailer park, after all. Plenty of people around who don’t really know how to love each other that well. But what he truly is not used to, is that this time, one of the people shouting at the top of his lungs, is his own nephew. And he can guess all too well who the other one is. He knows the boy’s father, after all. Mr. Harrington is one of those men who’s scary in a completely different way than the Forest Hills folk.

Unfortunately, Wayne can’t say he didn’t see this one coming as soon as he met the Harrington boy for the first time. What else would someone like him, with neatly ironed polos and a big fancy car, be doin’ around the trailer park anyway? Found out his dealer was a queer and decided he might as well use that to his advantage before growing up into his perfectly mapped out life - it’s not like he’d have a lot of other options to pick from around a town like Hawkins anyway. And Eddie, no matter how tough he might seem to other people, had been head over heels before Wayne could do anything about it. His nephew was too used to bein’ beaten around, gettin’ used and abused, to have much of a problem with dating the wrong kind of guys. So it shouldn’t surprise Wayne in the slightest that this was how it would end, even though the Harrington boy had actually seemed to be a decent guy at first. Wayne knew like no other how misleading first impressions could be.

So he hastes himself to the trailer, preparing for the worst, ready to join in on the shouting and chase that stuck-up rich kid away from his boy for good - but he stops in his tracks, right before opening the front door, when he hears what it is they’re shouting about.

“-fucking ridiculous, Eddie!”

“I said I’d understand!”

“That makes it even worse!”

A pause, right when Wayne reaches the front door; the sound of footsteps pacing.

Then, in a calmer voice: “I don’t fucking wanna hold some random girl’s hand. It’s insulting that you’d even - I want you Eddie. I can’t believe I have to spell that out to you. That’s really fucking hurtful, man.”

Another silence; Wayne stands frozen on the doorstep.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you, Stevie.” There’s a crack in Eddie’s voice. “I just - I don’t want you to be unhappy.”

A soft sniff.

“What makes me unhappy is you doubting my feelings for you! And the people around us who make it unsafe to hold your hand. But it’s not... It‘s not being with you that makes me unhappy, you idiot! That’s the part that makes me happier than I’ve ever been, and as long as I can have that, I’m fine with not holding your hand in the diner. Can you please trust me when I tell you that, for God’s sake?”

“I’m so sorry I doubted you. I didn’t -”

“I know. Come here.”

First impressions can indeed be misleading. Wayne quietly retreats from the door. He conveniently remembers that he’d promised Earl from number 20 to have a beer sometime soon. It looks like the trailer is one of the few places where those boys can be completely themselves, safe from the judging gazes of people who already hate Eddie enough without knowing he’s gay. They could use some privacy, Wayne supposes. It looks like Steve will be around for a long time, after all.

#wayne munson my beloved #don't mind me rambling about stranger things #fruity ficlet #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #wayne munson #stranger things

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travlersjoy444 · 1 year

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2012 Donnie x reader Incorrect Quotes

Got a request to do a Donnie version of this Raph x reaader post, so here it is lol

Side note, I did this with 2012 Dee in mind, but most versions should work fine.

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(Y/N): I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.

Donnie: Wow. They sound stupid.

(Y/N): But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense.

Donnie: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!”

(Y/N): I guess you’re right. Hey Donnie, I love you.

Donnie: See! Just say that!

(Y/N): Holy fucking shit.

Donnie: If that flies over their head then, sorry (Y/N), but they're too dumb for you.

(Y/N): Donnie.

***

(Y/N): Am I right, Donnie?

Donnie: I’m almost certain you’re not, but to be fair, I wasn’t listening.

***

(Y/N): Donnie, you love me, right?

Donnie: Normally I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.

***

Mikey: Ooh, somebody has a cru-ush

Donnie: Pfft, I don’t have a crush on (Y/N) I just think they’re cool, it’s not like I stay up at night thinking about them.

*Later that night*

Donnie, very much awake: Uh oh.

***

Donnie: *pretending to joke* So when are you going to go out with me?

(Y/N): I don't know. When are you going to ask me to?

Later..

Leo: And you just ran away?!

Donnie: I didn't expect them to flirt back!

***

(Y/N): Ugh, crushes are so dumb.

Donnie: I know. Whenever I’m near the person I like I just start acting stupid.

(Y/N): But you’re always acting stupid?

Donnie: ...

Donnie: Yeah, don’t think about that too hard.

***

Donnie: Did (Y/N) just tell me they loved me for the first time?

Leo: Yeah, they did.

Donnie: And did I just do finger guns back?

Leo: Yeah, you did.

***

Donnie: So you're looking for information on this thing, huh? Well, I feel like it must be from far away.

(Y/N): What makes you say that?

Donnie: If it's something even I don't know about, then I'm sure nobody else must have a clue. So it's gotta be from some faraway place. Impeccable reasoning, isn't it?

(Y/N): Donnie... You don't have a clue about this thing, do you?

Donnie: *screams in anger*

***

Donnie: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.

(Y/N): But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole

again.

Donnie: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??

(Y/N): Is it working?

***

Donnie: I’ve never been in a snowball fight before. I don’t know the rules.

(Y/N): What?

Donnie: Is there a point system, or is it to the death?

***

Donnie: There's no way they like me back.

April: (Y/N) would throw themself in front of a moving car for you.

Donnie: (Y/N) would throw themself in front of a moving car for fun.

***

Donnie: Do you want to play 20 Questions?

(Y/N): Sure!

(Y/N): What's your favorite color?

Donnie, laser fucking focused: Triangle. Do you like men?

***

Donnie: Look, I know you think my judgement's clouded because I like (Y/N) a little bit.

April, holding Donnie's notepad: You doodled your wedding invitation.

Donnie: No, that's our joint tombstone.

April: My mistake.

***

April: Is this your plan B?

(Y/N): Technically, this is plan P.

April: Plan P? Is there a plan M?

(Y/N): Yes, but I marry Donnie in plan M.

Donnie: I like plan M.

***

April: How the hell did you crash the car?!

(Y/N): So I was just driving today, right? And my navigation told me to go straight.

(Y/N): I was like "woah, that's homophobic". Instead, I went gay. And, THAT'S when I got into an accident.

April: ...

Donnie, with a proud smile: And THAT'S who I'm in love with, ladies and gentlemen.

***

Donnie: Where are you going?

(Y/N): To get MYSELF a birthday gift cause somebody didn't get me one!

Donnie: I told you I did! It's coming here on Friday!

Mikey, knowing full well that Donnie got (Y/N) an engagement ring: *eating popcorn*

***

Donnie, sweating: (Y/N), there’s something I need to ask you-

(Y/N): Finally! You’re proposing!

Donnie: How’d you know?

(Y/N), gently: Donnie, you’ve dropped the ring five times during dinner.

(Y/N): I even picked it up once.

***

Raph: So, are you two dating now?

Donnie & (Y/N): Yes.

Raph: Why?

Donnie: I happen to find (Y/N) very appealing.

Raph: Yeah, I can understand that. I'm trying to figure out what's wrong with (Y/N).

***

(Y/N): That's ridiculous, Donnie doesn't have a crush on me.

Mikey: Yes they do.

Leo: Yes they do.

Donnie: Yes I do.

***

Donnie: We both look really good tonight.

(Y/N): You know, if you'd just said that I looked good, I would have said, "So do you."

Donnie: I couldn't take that chance.

***

Leo: Do you love Donnie?

(Y/N): Yeah, I do.

Mikey: Leo! I told you I knew it! You owe me 100 bucks!

Leo: We all love Donnie. You should've asked if they were IN love with them.

(Y/N): I thought that was implied.

Leo: ...

Mikey: ...

(Y/N), looking straight at Leo: Congrats Mikey, you just won 100 bucks.

***

Mikey: *sees (Y/N) and Donnie together*

Mikey: They're cute. I would put them on a boat.

Leo: You mean... you ship them?

***

(Y/N), texting: Donnie, will you please go to sleep?

Donnie, texting back: What makes you think you didn’t just wake me up?

(Y/N), yelling from the couch: I CAN HEAR YOU WORKING JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP!

(Y/N), texting: Just a hunch :) You goin’ to sleep soon?

Donnie, texting: I’m trying

(Y/N), yelling again: TRY HARDER I HAVE A 5:45 AM MEETING TOMORROW BITCH

(Y/N), texting: Okay, don’t stay up too late or you’ll be cranky :)

***

Donnie: (Y/N) isn’t picking up on my hints.

April: What hints have you given them?

Donnie: Well, I think about them a lot.

Donnie: And sometimes I even think about talking to them.

***

(Y/N): Why is it that I always lose things as soon as I need them?

Donnie: Actually, it's not that you lose things when you need them. You lose them a while before. It's just that you LOOK for things when you need them.

(Y/N): Okay yeah thanks Donnie, that's great but WHERE'S THE FUCKING FIRST AID KIT?

***

(Y/N): How petty can you get?

Donnie: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.

***

(Y/N): Why are you late?

Donnie: A technical error occurred, causing an unexpectedly long bout of unconsciousness.

(Y/N): Overslept?

Donnie: Overslept.

***

(Y/N): I’m in love with you.

Donnie: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork.

(Y/N): I know.

Donnie: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

#tmnt x reader #tmnt 2012 x reader #reader insert #gender neutral reader #gn!reader #tmnt donnie x reader #tmnt 2012 donnie x reader #tmnt 2012 donnie #donnie x reader #tmnt donatello #donatello x reader #2k12 donnie #tmnt incorrect quotes #x reader incorrect quotes #tmnt x reader incorrect quotes

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gatheringbones · 6 months

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[“The way I told my mom was less than ideal. I was home on a school break and talking to Jessie for about an hour on the telephone. My mom kept knocking on my bedroom door, telling me to get off the phone. I was totally frustrated and came storming into the living room. She said something snide like, “I don’t know who this Jessie is and why you have to be on the phone with her for so long.” “She’s my girlfriend! And I’m bisexual!” I shouted angrily. I don’t actually remember what she said after that.

Telling my gay father was a lot less dramatic. He just said some thing like, “That’s great—whatever makes you happy.” Interestingly, he wasn’t jumping for joy over me joining the team or anything.

Jessie and I didn’t last very long; we really were better off as friends. I don’t think people, including me, realized how serious I was—this wasn’t an experiment or whimsy—until I met Jen.

Jen was the Big Dyke On Campus. She was a senior, super intelligent, opinionated, really out. Everyone knew who she was because she was a big-time activist, very outspoken about things like sex, SM, and porn. She also went to class dressed in men’s shirts and ties. This was no friendly, sporty lesbian that everyone found charming. She was a butch dyke, brazen in her gender and style, and I was drawn to her. She was frantically finishing her honors thesis when we first met, and so our early encounters were at the library. I remember kissing her for the first time on the library steps and feeling such intense desire that I thought I would explode and shatter into tiny bits of flesh at her feet. She was a brilliant flirt, so self-assured, so deliberate and generous with her words, so powerful at casting a spell on me. Consumed by her, I wanted to surrender, to give her everything. She was the smartest, fiercest lesbian I knew. And then she was my girlfriend.

Jen used to read On Our Backs and Susie Bright’s Lesbian Sex World to me at bedtime every night. (She was even in charge of bringing Susie Bright to speak on campus that spring.) We were so connected, so engaged in the relationship. Every single day, there was something new to learn, share, discover. I did so many things for the first time with Jen. Jen was the first girl I ever lived with. I experienced the tremors of my first earthquake in bed with Jen and her yellow lab. I had my first taste of what now is my favorite all-time food at the hands of Jen: sushi. Jen was the first woman to fuck me with a dildo. Jen was the first woman to tie me up. The first woman to spank me. To fuck my ass. She topped me for the first time, I bottomed to her for the first time, and we switched. We watched fag porn together. She was the first girl I ever fucked with a strap-on. She was the first girl I ever stripped for. Jen was the first girl I ever bought a tie for. Jen brought me to buy my first pair of Doc Martens. She was so articulate about her desires and her politics, so sex positive, that I felt like I could tell her anything. She was my lover, my mentor, my dyke teacher, and so much of who I am today came from her.

Before her, I felt closeted not only about my desire for women, but my desire to explore the myriad possibilities of sex. Coming out finally gave me the freedom to do so. I was never tortured or miserable with all the boys I’d been with; in fact, physically, they were pretty satisfying. I couldn’t always connect with them on an intellectual or emotional level, so I always felt like something was missing. While I was sexually precocious with men, I never tried new things, experimented, voiced fantasies—being a dyke totally coincided with my overall sexual liberation, and the two awakenings became intrinsically linked.”]

tristan taormino, from this girl is different, from a woman like that: lesbian and bisexual writers tell their coming out stories, 2000

#tristan taormino #bi literature #currently reading #terra preta

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pinkorchidsinspring · 4 months

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EVELYN is that you?! For the Straights, and gays who have never had the soul crushing pleasure of reading (and those who have ;) “The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo”, Allow me to elaborate ⬇️

To be clear: Evelyn Hugo Marry’s seven separate men in order to cultivate her Hollywood image, at the expense of her true love interest and sexuality. Aka lavender marriages, aka bearding. She was bi however we barely have one actual male love interest for her..

let’s meander some of the lovely connections our blonde woman-who-is-attending-an-award-show-with-a-woman-on-her-arm-to-✨dispell✨-the-gay-rumors has with the ever amazing Evelyn Hugo 😍

Green is quotes from the book, anything else is Taylor’s lyrics 💗

"It shouldn't be wrong, to love you. How can it be wrong?"

They say I did something bad / Then why's it feel so good?

I love you ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?

Is Evelyn Hugo going to tell me just enough to keep me on the edge of my seat but never enough to truly reveal anything?

What a Mastermind wouldn’t you say?

I did it because I want to climb the ladder as high as I possibly can. I did it because I want my name, the name my father gave me, in big, bold letters one day. This is my chance.

He wanted a bride, I was making my own name

People think that intimacy is about sex. But intimacy is about truth.

I want to wear his initial / On a chain 'round my neck, chain 'round my neck / Not because he owns me / But 'cause he really knows me / Which is more than they can say

Celia was starting to get goose bumps, so I suggested we go back into the living room, where it was warmer. The desert winds had swooped in and turned this June night into a chilly one. When I started to get cold, too, I asked her if she knew how to make a fire.

He built a fire just to keep me warm

Wine went all over her white shirt.

The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me

I was in emerald green again.

“Evelyn, who was your great love? You can tell me." "Celia St. James.”

I just had to put this in here- no need whatsoever but 😍

Don was off somewhere else, leaving me before I could leave him. Instead, right on my doorstep, was Celia St. James.

Stand there like a ghost / Shaking come the rain, rain / She'll open up the door / And say, are you insane, -ane?

🤭And that's how it works / That's how you get the girl🤷‍♀️

She literally told you-I anyway

You wonder what it must be like to be a man, to be so confident that the final say is yours.

A little side note: The way in which she naturally uses those two fingers is very audacious to me.. but that’s a topic for another time…

I’d risen from ashes more than once by that point. But I didn't want to have to do it again.

And I know I make the same mistakes every time

I'm getting tired even for a phoenix / Always risin' from the ashes / Mendin' all her gashes / You might just have dealt the final blow

"Everyone's a pawn.”

Checkmate, I couldn't lose

One day I'll watch as you're leaving / 'Cause you got tired of my scheming

The black beaded dress I wore that night. Two slits on either side of the skirt went up to my mid-thigh. I loved that dress. (For the nomination for a film called Cornelia Sunset, might I add…)

And what I wanted was to move to the Upper East Side of Manhattan.

Where were the original Polaroids for 1989 shot? Oh in manhattan…

Where does Taylor live? In New York… maybe not manhattan… but you get the point..

Welcome to New York, Taylor wrote this song specifically about moving there, and the very diverse people there…

In the pursuit of a great cause, I think people can be of service in a number of different ways. I always felt that my way was to make a lot of money and then channel it to the groups that needed it. It's a bit self-serving, that logic. I know that. But because of who I was, because of the sacrifices I made to hide parts of myself, I was able to give more money than most people ever see in their entire lifetime. I am proud of that.

"Evelyn, you are not capable of giving it up. And you never will be. And it will be the tragedy of my life that I cannot love you enough to make you mine. That you cannot be loved enough to be anyone's.”

"Do something, babe, say something" (say something) / "Lose something, babe, risk something" (you're losin' me) / "Choose something, babe, I got nothing (got nothing) / To believe / Unless you're choosin' me"

Which is about the cruelest thing you can do to someone you love, give them just enough good to make them stick through a hell of a lot of bad.

You know there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love / The slowest way is never loving them enough

And let me just say bring a woman who promised to be Taylor’s “invisible bride any day”, to an award show after that homophobic piece of 🔥🗑️ NYT article calling her only straight…

Not to mention her name starts with a K..

Look how happy tree is, because this Evelyn Hugo won’t be hidden forever 💚🤍

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What I think the Harry Potter men’s type of partner would be:

(I tried to be as realistic as I could with HCs that people might not like. But remember this is just for fun so if you don’t like it, just scroll. Thank you)

Draco Malfoy

- I think Hogwarts era Draco would be more likely to date a Slytherin girl mostly because he would be afraid of his father ridiculing him. I feel like his mother would just be happy to see Draco happy but he cares a lot about what his father thinks.

- I don’t think he would care about their hair colour, he wouldn’t have a preference but he would be hesitant to date someone with red hair. Partly because Lucius would make a big deal of the image of the Malfoys and mention their children being gingers and how much he’d despise that and also for the similarity of the “blood-traitor” Weasleys.

- I think his personal preference of body type would range from very slim to midsize. Whether because of his upbringing or what, I just don’t think he would date a plus-size or larger girl.

- Adult Draco wouldn’t care so much about their blood status but having been brought up with racist views, that kind of ingrained mentality would be hard to shift.

Sirius Black

- I don’t think he cares about their body type. Skinny, midi, larger, whatever. As long as you get on well and find each other attractive then he’s happy.

- He prefers more boisterous women, who can match his energy and put him in his place. The type who rather rebellious but also intelligent and kind.

- I’d say he’s also heteroflexible to a degree. He enjoys kissing men and doesn’t care if people think he’s gay but he definitely prefers to date only girls.

Lucius Malfoy

- His type? Basically Narcissa. Pureblood, slim, intelligent. Someone who can also put him in his place but respect him.

- For him, he wants someone equal to him, someone he can proudly show on his arm. This also means she has to be pretty and slim and well groomed.

- He’s grown up with the ideals and racism that Draco faced but leaned into it rather than away like Draco wanted/tried to do.

Severus Snape

- He’d perhaps want someone who matches his energy. I think he’d want someone happy-go-lucky to suit his more serious personality. Someone patient and kind. He hides it but he has a delicate heart.

- Looks-wise I’m not sure he could date someone with red hair, her reminding him too much of his first love. She would have to really wear down his walls before he would consider letting her in. Otherwise he wouldn’t have a preference.

- He wouldn’t care about their blood status if he felt a true connection with someone. At the end of the day he wants someone kind.

- He’s a sucker for brown eyes and freckles.

Remus Lupin

(I know he’s with Tonks but let’s say if she wasn’t in the series, what would be his type?)

- He’s a smart, bookish guy so I feel like he’d want his partner to be similar. He’d someone he could debate with about world topics and literature.

- He’d prefer if she was well dressed but if there was a genuine connection he wouldn’t care so much if she wore hoodies or something all the time.

- He goes more for personality than how pretty someone is, but he is a sucker for long, wavy hair (that was until Tonks came along and he realised he didn’t even care about hair).

- He would either want someone who was rather opposite to him in terms of out-going and more interested in movies than books or someone who’s more bookish.

- He would like someone he could settle down with though, who would be serious about him. Family is a big deal to him.

Alastor Moody

- As much as I adore Moody and want to just write that *I’m* his type, he’s actually pretty hard to write for. He’s a very stoic person, very serious and paranoid.

- I think he would just be surprised if someone desired to get close to him and didn’t care about his scars or missing body parts. He’d be paranoid at first, assuming the worst but presuming this…

- He wouldn’t really have a preference of how they look. More so that they take care of themselves and present themselves nicely etc. That sort of thing.

- Now, if I am to picture Moody with a partner. I imagine a woman in her mid-late 40’s (youngest), smartly dressed, maybe a secretary or manager, brunette, sophisticated.

- However, do I think he would date someone younger? Like half his age? (If we are to assume he’s in his 60’s). It’s possible. He’d be very hesitant though so you’d need to form a strong bond first which could take years. He’d be worth it though.

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controversialhpmemes · 1 month

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Obviously hate is never okay and that message is was super shitty, I’m sorry!

But it’s also very obvious that you think canon is superior. Even with the small things— like chocolate chip versus oatmeal raisin in your response. (i know i know it’s silly but…) Based on my experience with your page, you do shit on non-canon ships in your memes and you complain about people who like those ships.

(And before you say that you’re critiquing the ships— it doesn’t feel like you’re doing it in good faith. Good faith critiques come from a place wanting something to improve because you like it and want to be part of it. You’ve made it clear you don’t like these ships and it feels like you don’t want to actually engage in productive discourse)

So It feels like the “if people just tagged correctly” argument is disingenuous. Like how do you tag a character as OOC when they don’t really have a characterization to begin with? Not to mention— I feel like sO many marauders fics are tagged as AUs anyway because they don’t take place in the magical world.

There are also so many other tags you could filter out, such as any of the ships you don’t like. If you don’t like how Jegulus treats Lily and Harry, filter out fics that having Jegulus raising Harry.

To a casual (but deeply invested observer) it feels more like you miss the focus on the older parts of the fandom and are taking it out on the newer members. If you’re annoyed with the lack of content/focus/popularity, you’re not going to change that with anti posts. You just need to find your people (which you’re doing here!) based on what you all like.

To your jokes about marauders fans not understanding or knowing the canon… many marauders fans grew up reading Harry Potter and have since become uncomfortable with how JKRs views come through in the text. Many of us have since distanced ourselves from the original canon on purpose because of the transphobia, racism, and pro-cop content. (This isn’t me trying to say that canon lovers are endorsing this, but it also doesn’t feel right when canon lovers act like they have more of a claim to fandom spaces… so many people would have loved to continue being in those spaces, but feel like Marauders is a safer space)

I don’t get the impression that people are trying to pretend they invented Harry Potter, but to some degree they largely invented the marauders characters. Obviously some characters have large roles in the canon (you post a lot abt Remadora, which makes sense) but others are barely mentioned or are only shown through specific lenses.

Like I mentioned earlier, how do you tag something OOC when there’s no original characterization? But it’s not an OC, because you’re pulling bits of the character from the world and thousands of other people have the same character (or a similar character) in their heads.

This isn’t supposed to be a gotcha moment. I’m genuinely asking bc it doesn’t really feel like tagging is the root of the issue.

One last big point: Your blog talks a ton about misogyny and fetishization of gay men. These are topics that are much-discussed in so many spaces and not even the most fanon-focused marauders fans can agree on them, but I’d like to give my two cents.

There is misogyny. Of course there is. Even as people try their best, Marauders revolves around a group of boys (it’s in the name) and men will continue to be at the center of it. That will inherently attract and breed misogyny.

However, the canon treatment and characterization of women is also misogynistic. Lily, for example, is very flat in the books. She has a few scenes (in Snapes memories, mostly) and is otherwise talked *about*. She is held up as an idyllic mother and student and person, true, but that is not a well-written character. She isn’t really a person in the books as much as she is a motivation/plot device for men around her. And this is entirely a product of JKR’s inability to write women.

Again, all of this is par for the course, and most people would agree that canon marauders-era characters are often single-note.

What feels unfair about your arguments is that fanon has added so much depth to these characters and flushed them out as real fallible humans. It’s fair to point out that fanon does this more for the men, but it feels reductive to oNLY talk about the misogyny in fandom, when canon is just as guilty by nature of the author.

On the topic of fetishizing: there’s this idea that a bunch of creepy white women are sitting at their computers writing porn about gay teenagers… when that is really a straw man argument. Maybe those people exist, and I would be more likely to believe that that’s true in the broader HP fandom… but a majority of the marauders fic authors I know (including the ones who write filthy smut) are genderqueer (transmasc esp) and are actively experimenting with their sexuality and gender. Marauders fics played a large role in my coming out as transmasc.

It’s not fetishizing if the people writing these things are closeted gay men/nonbinary people. That’s just people writing the experiences they wish they could have had.

And that’s also part of why we—I, at least— distance from canon. JKR looms over a lot. Maybe you don’t feel it, which is great! I’m very glad. But please don’t shit on people who do.

Anyway, I know this is super long and idk if you’ll even read/respond to it, but thank you if you do. If you want to engage in more discussion, I will continue to check back and DM you if you want.

Canon is superior to fanon. I do complain about people who enjoy the ships. Not only because of mistagging. Mistagging is a band-aid for the problem. It solves the immediate issue of having a fanon fandom and a canon fandom under one umbrella. That is the tip of the iceberg.

I do not want to engage in productive discourse as you put it. Not on this page. This page serves a specific purpose for me. Venting. I do not start any post with "let us discuss" or "we need to talk about". Any engagement I get is from asks like this one. People come to me to vent. It is ok.

Because it is not productive to argue about canon versus fanon. I have tried. I have failed. In this fandom it is impossible to have a good faith critique of fanon ships. Too many people treat their fanon ships as markers of their morality or personality. A good faith critique of fanon ship becomes an attack on the shipper. It goes like this:

Them: "Jegulus could be canon IF. Or Jegulus could be canon, BUT"

It is the IF/BUT that makes the discussion impossible. I do not want to talk about IF/BUT. I want to talk about what is.

OOC and canon characterisation. There are some characters that have almost nothing. Like Evan Rosier. But what we do know is he was killed by Moody. He was resisting arrest. He blew off a chunk of Moody's nose. That does not sound like a spring flower who loves justice and Muggleborns.

I am angry with newer Marauder fans because they have taken these AUs as canon. Some have not read the books by their own admission and seem to be proud of it. How do you talk about canon James Potter if you only have fanfiction? We know enough to piece together a character. We know enough that he hated dark magic, loved Lily, loved his friends. There is never ever mention of Regulus by James.

To say it again. Mistagging is the tip of the iceberg. It can solve an immediate problem. It does not solve the problem of the whole fandom. I cannot solve that. I do not pretend to try to solve that. I am incapable of solving that. I can make memes that make me laugh, make others laugh, occasionally break containment. I have been blocked by loads of accounts. I expected this and am ok with it. I have also said before I will not do this forever. I am angry and taking it out with memes. Instead of going to individual ask boxes or fics or TikTok accounts or Twitter accounts or Discord servers and harassing individuals.

I do filter. The filtering makes certain tags walls of filtered posts. If you filter wolfstar and go to the Sirius Black tag page it is mostly filtered posts. That means the tag is unusable to me.

Filtering fics. This is easy enough in theory. But fanon characterisation has become ingrained. When I filter out all the ships I do not want, I still find OOC characterisation in fics. Overly-dramatic Sirius. Alpha male Lupin. Do-no-wrong Hermione. Stupid Ron. Those are not tagged. I do the sensible thing. I click out of the fic, do not leave a hate comment, do not engage with the author or fic.

Yet I can still be frustrated and make a general meme that is not specific to an author or fic to the best of my ability. Almost everything is tagged anti marauders fandom, anti marauders fanon, or anti ship, or anti X bashing. I make it easier to filter my controversial takes. This page, one more time, is not for discussion. I open discussion with asks but it is up to the asker to discuss with me.

I will push back on your interpretation of Lily. We know more about Lily than James. You pointed out the problem. By focusing on the Marauders (men) it does breed misogyny. But we know more about the Marauders than characters like Mary Macdonald, Dorcas Meadowes, Marlene McKinnon, Hestia Jones, Emmeline Vance. If we have almost nothing for Marauders and even less for the female characters, why is fanon incapable of doing as much for them?

We cannot do anything about the internalised misogyny and transmisogyny by JKR. We can and should criticise her and her dehumanising views. It seems hypocritical to me to say "well, the author is guilty of misogyny so we should be as critical of her."

We are. The reason I push harder on fandom than on JKR is that many parts of fandom are declaring themselves morally superior, morally better, more socially progressive than JKR. Which is true in many ways. But if this is the claim, I expect more from fandom than JKR. If you know better, you do better. The Marauders fandom claims to know better. So I push harder on fandom.

It is good that the Marauders fandom encouraged you to be who you are. It is good that you felt comfortable and supported to come out as transmasc.

However we all have our echo chambers. I am guilty of it. This blog is an echo chamber often. I respond to asks like this one that are in good faith and disagree with me.

Fetishisation to me is not about writing genuine experiences or wishful thinking or wish fulfillment. It is about using an identity as an object for pleasure. Only you can decide which one is which. I have been in fandom for a long while. It is not only middle aged white women who do this. White people fetishise POC. Het people fetishise queer people. Young people fetishise. Old people fetishise. Everyone is susceptible to using another person or identity as an object for pleasure. I have seen it all over many years.

You are welcome to DM me. You are welcome to send more asks. I expect you will find my response to be insufficient or lacking. You may even block me. That is ok.

#asked #answered #anti marauders fanon #anti marauders fandom #fandom wank #fandom discourse #fandom etiquette #fandom misogyny #harry potter #fandom critical #fandom criticism #fandom culture #fandom problems

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markeronacomputer · 3 months

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Body Horror and Transformation Writing Prompt List For All You Freaks-But-Not-Sexual-Freaks

As a certified body horror fan, I wholeheartedly believe that there’s a horrific lack of body horror/transformation-but-not-in-a-kinky-way fics on AO3, so I made this to set things straight.

We got all kinds of possibilities: body horror for all you horrible freaks out there, and simple non-painful or disgusting transformations for all you significantly less freaky weirdos out there!

You can choose which to write by yourself if you’d like or maybe just use a random number generator.

Reblogs are much appreciated, and inspired fics even more! (I can’t promise that I’ll know anything about whatever fandom you decide to write for obviously but I’ll likely give it a shot as long as it was made using this list (and isn’t smut))

Body Horror Prompts

Wingfic (The good, old-fashioned, non-kinky transformation fic tag.)

Gothic (Werewolf, vampire, etc… you get the drill.)

Animal (Another good old-fashioned classic.)

Cyborg/Robot (Not as fleshy as the others but it is body horror still.)

Fantasy (This one’s pretty good because “fantasy” is actually just a really big umbrella term for absolutely anything as long as it’s not an animal that exists. “Fantasy” ain’t just dragons and unicorns.)

Alien/Eldritch Anatomy (Let’s say your character got abducted by aliens while they were asleep last night and they’ve come out all fucked up. Like that.)

Mutilated by a crazy person Human Centipede-style (Of course, though, this could result in a number of things. Please don’t make me read your own retelling of Human Centipede.)

Really fucked disease (This is fun because if it’s contagious it means potentially more than one character could be affected.

Mutilated by power (You know that one scene from Akira? Yeah, that. A character gets exposed to more weird magic than their body can handle and it starts to change them. Like how the Fantastic Four got their powers, depending on the adaptation.)

Transformation into species from one of your other fandoms (PLEASE someone make it Pokemon, the body horror potential there is impeccable)

Angelic/Demonic transformation (Which one is up to you… or maybe just flip a coin.)

AMOGUS (or something similar like changelings or such. Excuse me, I just left this here because I was out of ideas.)

Body Horror extra flavour spices for you to add if bored:

Mass Transformation (The same except whatever the prompt is happens to more characters than just one or two.)

Partial Transformation (They transform except not much.)

Slow Transformation (In case you feel like writing something a bit longer.)

Voluntary (Voluntary body horror sounds like something really fun, honestly.)

Involuntary but temporary (Like a werewolf, y’know?)

Roll more than once (Self-explanatory.)

Roll again on the opposite table

Transformation (aka the same thing but with no body horror) Prompts

Animal (like the above but instantaneous/oblivious/painless.)

Body Swap (Very fun, especially when different species are added to the mix.)

Gender Swap (If you’d like an idea of a nice twist to add to this, I’d suggest swapping sexual preference as well as gender. Straight men are still straight as women, and gay men are now lesbians. Very fun if only a select few characters have been affected.)

Ghost (May lean into body horror slightly depending on the method of death. Speaking of which, I’m a big fan of when ghosts get unique appearances/powers depending on the method of death, so maybe you could add that to spice it up?)

Trapped in a computer/other kind of machine (I think I read a creepypasta about this once. It was really fun.)

Reincarnated as a Different Species (That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime, So I’m A Spider So What?… I think there was this one anime where the main character got reincarnated as a vending machine. That’s how versatile this prompt is.)

Isekai into Another Fandom (Overlaps with the above heavily, but more specific.)

Video Game Logic World (You know the Jumanji sequels? That.)

Emergency Transformation (Like the TvTrope: https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EmergencyTransformation)

Karmic Transformation (Like the TvTrope: https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/KarmicTransformation)

Two+ Characters, One Body (I REALLY love this trope because that baby can fit so many shenanigans in depending on how it’s taken.)

Empathic Transformation (This wasn’t worded really well but basically what if a character is transformed into what they see themselves as/transformed by another character into what the transformer sees them as. This could also cross over into body horror depending on how you take it.)

Transformation Extra Flavour Spices For If You’re Bored:

Mass Transformation (self-explanatory)

Voluntary

Involuntary but temporary (Again, like a werewolf)

Partial Transformation (Of course, this only works with about half of the listed prompts but it’s still good.)

Pokemon (PLEASE. OKAY I KNOW THAT’S SPECIFIC BUT POKEMON TRANSFORMATION FICS ARE ALWAYS A RIDE. IT CAN OVERLAP WITH ALL OF THE ABOVE IF YOU PLAY YOUR CARDS RIGHT: “GHOST” BEING PHANTUMP. “TRAPPED IN A COMPUTER” BEING PORYGON/ROTOM. I’D LOVE TO READ A FIC LIKE THIS. AND. AND. IF YOU’RE NOT INTERESTED IN WRITING A FULL-ON POKEMON STORY, JUST PUT IT IN ONE OF YOUR OTHER FANDOMS. LIKE, POKEMON AREN’T THINGS THAT EXIST THERE, NOT EVEN IN FICTION, SO EVERYONE’S WEIRDED THE FUCK OUT.)

Roll more than once (Self-explanatory.)

Roll again on the opposite table

And that’s all! I’ll try my best to read anything you guys may make with this list (that’s not smut, kinky or a retelling of Human Centipede) so go out and spread the word! (oh god people are definitely going to accuse this of being my fetish aren’t they)

#ao3 #writing #body horror #writing prompt list #prompt list

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m4ndysk4nkovich · 4 months

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do u think mickey and mandy were closer when they were kids?

yes, but i think that being milkoviches “close” has a different definition.

i feel like the mickey and mandy we see in the first 4 seasons are already pretty close. again, they show affection in a way different to most, so it’s hard to really explain their bond. i feel like the fact that mickey willingly hugged her tight for a few seconds in front of ian and multiple other guys in 2x02 proves they’re close and love each other (not to mention how he is towards ian in the first season before mandy calls her brothers off, he cares so much about his sister).

that being said, as kids they definitely had a much closer bond. they were closer to each other than any of the other milkovich siblings (or cousins who may as well be siblings). i think we’re led to believe that colin and iggy are a bit older, like i’ve always thought colin was maybe 5 years older than mickey and iggy was 4 years older? maybe a little more or a little less? but because of this, mickey and mandy were the closest because they were so close in age. his older brothers would pick on him, so he would resort to mandy, who may tease him but wouldn’t be like colin and iggy.

@holymurdock has this fic about mandy’s relationship with aunt rande (who we meet in season’s 2&3) and the fic is honestly my favorite thing ever… but there’s a part where mickey and mandy are together over at aunt rande’s house, and i feel like it was an accurate representation of what they would be like as kids. they’re both the youngest and victims, and they have an understanding of that. mickey was (is) definitely protective of his little sister, because if he can’t protect her against terry he can at least protect her against others, and i think mandy would admire that in him because even if he is still mickey, out of all men she’s met (up until ian) he shows the most kindness to her.

^ i mean, we know that at his core mickey is soft, but he’s had to hide that away for so many years. the thing about their closeness is that mandy would’ve been able to see through that façade. like, i know mandy didn’t actually figure out mickey was gay until ian’s drunken confession in 3x11, but just because she couldn’t tell he was gay doesn’t mean she didn’t know he was hiding. i’m sure that colin and iggy are hiding in their own ways, too, but mandy was too little to ever see how they truly acted, and i don’t know if i really think either of them have as much depth as mickey and mandy do. mandy has always known mickey, she knew him when he was small and more… human, she knows that he isn’t necessarily the trash-talking, king of the southside, fuck-u-up, tough guy he always acts like he is. she knew him before all of that, but maybe as that started to develop, they faded apart a bit.

if anyone else has any thoughts on these two i’d love to hear them because they’re one of my favorite sibling duos in shameless<3

#this post took forever sorry idk why #shameless #mickey milkovich #mandy milkovich #shameless headcanon

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rainbow-nerdss · 9 months

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let me show you (you can show me)

Written for @augustwritingchallenge day 21 - Coaches Buddie, 2.1k Read on AO3

Eddie came out a month ago, and Buck can’t figure out what’s holding him back. He said he wanted to date, but he won’t put himself out there, no matter how many times Hen has offered to take him out to a gay bar, or Buck’s volunteered to watch Christopher.

Buck has never offered to take him out, and he tells himself it’s just because he’s the best option to watch Chris.

Once again, Eddie is spending a friday night at home, with Buck, drinking beers and watching a movie, instead of going out.

“Alright, man, talk to me.” Buck turns to face Eddie on the couch.

Eddie frowns. “We’ve been talking all day, what do you mean?”

“What’s up with you? A month ago, you came out, and you said you were ready to start putting yourself out there.”

Eddie clears his throat, averting his eyes. “Ah, that.”

“It’s okay if you aren’t ready, you know. If you don’t want to date, you don’t have to. Just let us know, and we’ll stop.”

Eddie’s quiet for a moment, then he sets his beer down with a sigh. “It’s not that,” he says, finally. Buck waits for him to elaborate.

“I want… I do want to date. I want… all of it, you know? It’s just— remember when you said I was bad at dating, because I haven’t done it much?”

“Eddie, that was a joke! And I’m pretty sure we’ve established that wasn’t the real reason you were bad at dating women.” Buck nudges Eddie with his toe, raising an eyebrow.

“Okay, sure, but at least I had some idea what I was doing there. With men, I don’t— I mean, I’ve never…”

“You have no idea what you’re doing,” Buck finishes for him. Eddie sighs and flops back on the couch.

“Yeah, basically.”

“It’s okay to have a few terrible dates while you figure things out, Eddie. You don’t have to be good at everything right away.”

“Okay, but embarrassing myself in front of a total stranger isn’t my idea of a good time, Buck. I’d rather just stay home, like tonight.”

And Eddie looks so genuinely worried about it, so hurt, that Buck has to do something. Offer something, to help Eddie out.

“What if you could practice with someone who isn’t a stranger?”

And that’s how Buck finds himself, a week later, sitting across from Eddie in an intimate little restaurant.

On a date.

A practice date, but still a date.

He’d gone all out, even though this was supposed to be Eddie’s chance to practice woo-ing. He wants Eddie to expect the best in return, after all. So he got himself dressed up, putting his best foot forward, and he’s going to make this good.

The thing is, he’s beginning to realize that whatever Eddie’s hang-up is when it comes to dating, it’s nothing to do with his actual ability to woo a prospective partner.

Eddie is… Charming. He picked Buck up, with a bouquet of flowers in hand, and looking fucking incredible. If he wasn’t Buck’s best friend, well…

Now, sitting together in a little booth, close enough for their knees to touch under the table, Buck is struggling to remember he’s supposed to be coaching Eddie. It should be normal — like when they sit across from each other in the engine, on their way to a call, or any number of times when they’ve eaten out together, both one on one or with Chris or the team.

Except, Eddie presses his leg against Buck’s purposefully, rather than just an accidental brush, and he holds out his fork for Buck to taste the pasta he’d ordered, rather than gesturing for Buck to help himself to his plate, and when Buck talks, Eddie meets his eyes, holding his attention in a way that feels intentional.

“How am I doing?” Eddie asks, when the server brings out their desserts.

“I don’t know why you were worried,” Buck admits. “You’re probably one of the best dates I’ve had in a while.”

“Really?” Eddie takes a bite of his brownie, breaking from the flirty mask he’s been wearing all night to look pleased with himself.

Eddie insists on paying. “I picked the restaurant, you can pay next time.” He winks, and Buck momentarily forgets that this is part of the practice, and not Eddie actually suggesting a second date.

“So,” Eddie says, leaning against the truck out in the parking lot. “I sort of have a confession to make."

Buck frowns, but leans next to him. "Okay, let's hear it."

"I don't actually think I needed help with that part. If I actually want a date to go well, I know I can."

"Then, why—"

"You offered, and I figured why turn down an opportunity to practice," Eddie shrugs.

Buck laughs through his nose. Eddie, who has struggled so much in the past to accept help he so sorely needs, for him to go along with this just because Buck offered…

"What do you mean by that part?" Buck asks, the words catching on his mind.

Eddie pushes away from the side of the truck, and he's already halfway to the passenger side door when he replies, with just a "huh?"

"You said you didn't need help with that part," Buck repeats. "What part do you need help with?"

Buck gets in the driver's seat, but he doesn't put the key in the ignition.

"No part you'd want to help with." Eddie shrugs.

Buck… can't think of anything he wouldn't want to help Eddie with.

"Try me," he says. He's offered to be Eddie's coach when it comes to dating men—something he, admittedly, doesn't have all that much experience in, but he'd been good at it once. He wasn't going to back down.

Eddie faces him with a wide-eyed expression. "Really?" He asks.

Buck shrugs. "Can't hurt to ask." He starts the truck and starts driving towards Eddie's.

"It's… whatever comes next. Dates are fine, they're whatever. But, you know… I have a good time on a date, he has a good time, we're driving home… what then?"

Buck feels chest construct for a moment, realizing what Eddie's referencing.

"Well, you see how it goes." Buck keeps his eyes on the road, but it's not a long drive. "First thing is to figure out what you want to happen next."

They pull into the driveway.

"What if I want him to walk me to the door?" Eddie asks.

"Then you ask him. He might get certain ideas, though."

Eddie unbuckles his seatbelt. "And what if I want him to get those ideas?" He asks, opening the car door and stepping out.

It's a hypothetical, Buck reminds himself, but the images come to mind anyway. Eddie, kissing some strange guy goodbye, inviting him in for a night cap, kissing him again, in the kitchen where Buck cooks breakfast. Taking him by the hand, leading him past the living room, past the couch Buck's slept on so many times, into the bedroom.

"You coming in, Buck?" Eddie asks from the door. Buck turns off the engine and follows him inside.

Eddie pours himself a glass of water, and offers one to Buck.

"So, you… this date… when he walks you to your door, what do you want to happen next?" Buck asks, though he isn't sure he wants to know the answer.

"Well, that depends, I guess." Eddie sits down at the island.

"On what?" Buck asks.

"Well, is Chris home with… someone watching him? Or is he staying somewhere else?"

Buck downs his water. "Great point. Only so much you can do if Chris is here with me."

"Could be someone else with Chris," Eddie points out. "You could be busy."

"As if I'd let anything get in the way of being able to interrogate your dates," Buck snorts. Eddie just shrugs.

"If it's like tonight, though? And it's with someone I actually like, after a really good date?" Eddie gestures around him at the empty house. "Well, I know what I would want to happen. I just don't know how to get there. Or what to do."

Buck feels… warm, all of a sudden. He wonders if the AC is on the fritz again. He shrugs out of the jacket he'd been wearing.

"You need help making a move?" Buck double checks.

"I guess so."

"Well, this is a good start," Buck gestures between them. "Getting him inside the house. Of course, when it's not me he might not be so easy. You'd probably have to offer the night cap first."

"Good advice," Eddie says through a smile. "And then?"

"Well, you want to make your intentions clear," Buck starts. He gestures Eddie over, pointing to the stool next to him, pulling it just a little closer. When Eddie sits there, they're close. It's like at the restaurant, but they don't have a table between them. Buck leans in, under the guise of resting an arm on the island. "Proximity helps with that."

Eddie hums. "What about this?" He asks, resting his own arm next to Buck's, putting his hand on Buck's arm.

"Yeah, that's… that's pretty good," Buck confirms. "You should be able to tell if he's into it from here, and you can… well, maybe start with a kiss."

Buck’s eyes flick down to Eddie’s lips, without conscious thought, and he catches sight of Eddie’s tongue flicking out, playing over his lower lip.

For a moment, he thinks Eddie will do it, that he’ll follow through, and this will all go from hypothetical to real. Instead, Eddie sits back, averting his eyes to stare at his glass.

Buck is surprised by how disappointed he is at the loss

“Sorry, I… Sorry.” Eddie’s voice is thick with… something. “And if the kiss goes well?”

Buck clears his throat, reminding himself of the purpose of all of this. He’s being a good friend, coaching Eddie through — oh, shit.

He doesn’t want to do this. He doesn’t want to help Eddie feel comfortable dating men, because he wants to date Eddie.

“If the kiss goes well, I think the two of you will be able to figure the rest out for yourselves. You’ll be fine, Eddie.”

Buck stands, bringing his glass to the sink. “I should head home.”

He turns to face Eddie again, who is still frowning at his empty glass. And Buck… he can’t go. No matter how his world just turned upside down, he can’t just leave when Eddie looks like that.

“Eds, look at me.” Buck crosses back over to him, meeting Eddie’s eyes when he looks up again. Buck takes his seat beside Eddie again.

“I told you I was bad at this,” Eddie tries to joke, but the laughter he tries to force doesn’t reach his eyes.

“Trust me, you aren’t,” Buck says. “In fact, I think maybe you’re too good at it.”

Eddie frowns, then Buck catches a glint in his eye. “Why were you going to leave?” he asks.

Buck shrugs. “It’s just… It’s getting late. I figured you’d want to rest.”

Eddie shakes his head with a laugh, and this time, it’s real. “You were the wrong person to ask for help with this, Buck.”

Buck puts a hand over his heart. “What? Why?”

Eddie shakes his head. “You’re supposed to be teaching me how to impress a date,” he says.

“And we’ve established you needed very little help in that department,” Buck counters. Though, now he wonders how much of that was Eddie’s talent at dating, and how much was just Buck not realizing how head-over-heels he’s been for him all along.

“Maybe, but you said you’d help with making a move, too.”

“I don’t think you’ll need much help there, either,” Buck tries to argue.

“Well, then let me give you some advice,” Eddie suggests. He stands up, reaches out for Buck with a hand on his shoulder.

Buck swallows, looking up at Eddie. “What advice?”

“If you want someone, you should at least ask, rather than assuming you’re the only one who wants it.”

Eddie steps closer, putting himself between Buck’s legs. Buck’s own hands come to rest on Eddie’s waist. “How’d you figure that one out?” he asks, breathless.

“Well, I kept something to myself once, and then I started to think the feeling might be mutual.”

“What happened then?” Buck asks, pulling Eddie closer. Eddie’s arm moves from his shoulder to wrap around him properly, and Buck knows what’s going to happen next before it does. Eddie dips his head down, capturing Buck’s lips in a kiss.

Buck may have only figured out how he felt a matter of minutes ago, but the moment their lips touch, he knows this is it. He’s done for, and if kissing Eddie Diaz is the only thing he does for the rest of his life, he’ll be happy.

#my fic #au gust 2023 #au gust fills #buddie #buddie fic #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buck/eddie

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escapismqueen · 4 months

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I can’t believe anyone has to say this in 20 fucking 24, but NOBODY owes you their ‘coming out’ just because you suspect something. Yes, this is in reference to Taylor swift and do you know what ? I am coming after gaylors, because I’m so sick of you all trying to force this woman to come out. Now before you all go off on me, I would in no way have a problem with Taylor being gay, or bi or whatever else, I’d be a sick fuck to have a problem with that. I’ve questioned my sexuality for years and had crushes on men and women; I’m no homophobe so you can stop your accusatory typing right now.

It doesn’t matter wether you have speculations or opinions about what Taylor’s sexuality is. Fair enough, everyone has their own opinion. But for the love of god, please stop splashing it everywhere online in attempts to make her come out. And stop saying that every man she dates is to ‘cover up’ who she really is. Do any of you actually understand how fucked up and disrespectful that is ? For one, if it’s true and she is closeted, it’s nobody’s fucking business but her OWN when and if she chooses to share that information. And if she’s not, you’re hating on people that she’s choosing to be in a relationship with because they make her happy, purely for the fact that it’s not what YOU want. You’re hurting not only her, but the people she chooses to be with when you do that.

And finally, I think a lot of gaylors seem to forget that there’s more to sexuality than just ‘straight’ and ‘gay’. I see so many of you saying that if Taylor has ever been with a woman, then she can’t possibly like men and that any man she dates is ‘a publicity stunt’ to cover it up. You wanna be all forward thinking and inclusive and celebrate people in the queer community, and then you go and erase so many because it’s not what YOU want for Taylor. Stop analysing every minuscule thing that she does and twisting it so that it fits your agenda. Taylor shares a lot with us, and if her sexuality is something she would want to share, she would.

Stop. Forcing. People. To. Come. Out. May I remind you all of the 1989 tv prologue. Girly literally basically said ‘it makes me uncomfortable when you do this’

Get over yourselves and let Taylor be happy. Wether that is with a man or a woman, or nobody at all, that is not YOUR choice. Honestly I’m so sick of you all thinking this woman owes you all the little details of her personal life and not allowing her to just live life in the time and way she wants to. And the New York Times was disgusting for posting that article. And you all should feel the same.

#taylor swift #new york times #gaylors #gaylor #gaylors I’m so so done with you #taylor’s version #leave her the fuck alone

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Hi Finn! Keepin’ it on anon ‘cause I’m shy. Also, this opinion might be half-baked. I’ve read your essay! Great points were made — still, I’d like to contribute with something I’ve also noticed throughout the years: Not only some people may overstep on their too-complex-to-actually-put-into-words relationship, but overanalyze some of Dan or Phil’s comments as well. What I’m trying to say is, I’ve met people who idealized Dan and Phil’s relationship so much, that they get their expectations too high on their content, forgetting they are, in part, just creators.

Bringing my point further, I remember Dan jokingly (but also as a reminder) once said him and Phil were both content creators, not reality stars. As internet creators, it is true some of their comments (either on social media, or videos) are made to fuck around with their audience, some others may come up without a prior thought process, or were said just to be #relatable. The point is, these comments do not necessarily reflect their realities nor real feelings. I’ve read people actually doubt their relationship and love/appreciation for each other just because they joked about desiring other men, as an example. Hell, even people taking jokes waaayyy to seriously.

There comes the extreme idealization of relationships. Dan and Phil are internet personas at the end of the day, whatever they say or do on the web, most of the time, is not meant to be taken too literally. Idealizing their relationship as if their content has to necessarily reflect a romance out of a fairytale between the two at all times is foolish. Dan and Phil can say whatever they want online, be this recognizable character, speak about whatever or whoever. Not because they don’t act “couple-y” enough or make extreme jokes about swinging on a channel / talk about other people their relationship should be doubted.

That’s not how all relationships work. Their bond is very clear, sure, but hoping it will be straight out of a generic romance novel can be really harming to your expectations. Also, I feel like as if people tend to forget their content is about a duo out there being silly and queer, and making speculations of how does their relationship work off-camera based on their characters ends up distorting reality even more. They stated it several times. What is meant to be personal will be kept private.

Does this make sense? help

Thank you for sharing :D

I definitely agree and think that it is also adding onto my point of people who assume things, and how queer relationships can be very different. I think some people can get a bit attached to the concept that dnp are strictly monogamous and they can only be that or else it ruins the fantasy of their dynamic. They may be completely monogamous to each other and all the jokes they make about Dan being a cougar looking for twinks, or Phil and his 10 foot wang out on the town every sunday - and all their many other jokes that are sexual or romantic and not directed at each other - they may all just be funny and not mean a thing. But I still think the issue is peoples inability to believe that there are other possibilities outside of, again, the heteronormative monogamous relationship idea that is immediately put on them.

And I also think people can get a bit overbearing with this whole “well we know them, so we know they don’t interact with anyone else and are only for each other” even though they have said they’ve been to gay bars (in catboy costumes 😭) and out in clubs, seeing friends and obviously dan went out many times on tour - I think sometimes people become too attached to the idea that they fully know the both of them, but we only know what they choose to share. I think Dan covers a lot of amazing points in his “We are in a relationship” video about the parasocial nature that we share with him and also phil, but also them as a duo, but I feel that most people like to ignore the things that they have shared about privacy or how the parasocial behaviours have been really damaging to them, because it can make people feel like they’re hurting them - which I’m guessing most people don’t want to believe they are doing.

I think people just need to find a middle ground :-] its easy to respect their boundaries and still love them so much, but it should always be remembered how they are actually humans - who exist in a non-fantasy universe when the cameras are off, and to make sure you’re aware of their boundaries

And also to make sure you arent being too weirdly intense or rude to other fans - sometimes people can gain a superiority complex about “defending” dan and phil, or acting like they are higher than others, which is equally weird to do and also equally invasive to act like you know them enough to defend their dynamic / relationship.

#dan and phil #dnp #phan #dan howell #dnpgames #daniel howell #amazingphil #phil lester #danisnotonfire

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