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anangelwhodidntfall · 2 years

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I Like You I Do: Eddie Munson

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Request: Heyyy so I was wondering if I could get an Eddie x fem one shot! I just really like the idea that they’ve been school buddies for years (and go to the same high school now) and Eddie and her flirt a lot but don’t think to much off it and then like either the girl blurts it out that they have had a crush of him (or the other way around!) and it still doesn’t change they still flirt but Eddie shows her off in front of his hellfire club! I’m open to what you like to fit into it as wellll!!!

Idk why but do you know the video where Joe and all their other actors are playing d&d (with an interviewer) I just imagine that him and her would flirt a lot during that! So that's why I would wanna do this one-shot

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You and Eddie had been best friends since about third grade and became inseparable after that, usually were ever one of you, the other wasn't too far away. Now you weren't sure when you started to develop feelings for him actually that was a lie it was after he started growing his hair out and started getting tattooed, but you knew you were in love with your best friend, and that scared you because while yes you two did flirt a lot, nothing further happened between you two which made you think that maybe he didn't like in wanting a relationship since. Right now you were watching as he went on one of his rants making you laugh at how dramatic he was sometimes.

"Look I know I'm not as attractive as Munson over there, but still you could pay attention to you what I'm saying instead of staring at him." Your friend said making you roll your eyes at her.

"I wasn't staring at him and I heard everything you said." You said as your friend gave you an unamused look as you recited everything she said in the last few minutes.

"Boyfriend alert." Your other friend said making you glare at her as she laughed at you as you felt a tap on your shoulder causing you to turn around and see Eddie standing behind you.

"Hi, Eddie, what brings you by?" You said looking up at him with a smile.

"Hi sweetheart, I just came to see how the prettiest girl at this school is doing." He said making you blush.

"She's doing fine, and how's the prettiest boy in Hawkins doing?" You asked him watching as the color rose to his cheeks.

"He's doing good, but he has a question for you?" He asked you shyly.

"Sure what's up Eds?" You asked him.

"So Sinclair is going to be out of town for the championship game on Monday and have to miss hellfire so I was wondering if you could maybe fill in for him?" He asked you.

"I would love to Eds, but I don't know how to play D&D." You said to him.

"Oh, that's no big deal, I'd be more than happy to teach you to how to play this weekend." He said smiling at you.

"Really? You would do that instead of making me look like a fool in front of your club?" You mused already knowing the answer.

"I'm offended you would even ask that! But even if I did, you would be the prettiest fool I've ever seen." He said smirking at you as you ducked your head trying to fight the smile that was threatening to break out on your face because fuck that was smooth.

"Alright, I'll see you this weekend for D&D." You said.

"Alright and I'll see you later on sweetheart." He said standing up and leaving you as you processed what happened.

After receiving some relentless teasing from your friends about Eddie, they had put it in your head about thinking about making a move on Eddie since he wasn't going to do it and that scared you. Right now you two were in your room as he was trying to teach you how to play D&D but all could you focus on was those beautiful brown eyes of his that were so easy to get lost in.

"Are you even paying attention sweetheart?" He asked you snapping you out of your thoughts.

"Huh? Yeah, I was." You said quickly trying to make it seem like you were when you in fact hadn't heard anything he said.

"What's going on with you? You seemed zoned out? Do you not like D&D?" He asked you making you sigh.

"No it's not that, it's just that Eddie I like you well actually it's more like I've had a crush on you." You said quickly.

"I know." He said making you look at him confused.

"You do?" You asked him confused.

"I do and guess what I like you too. Now can we get back to D&D and maybe you actually pay attention?" He said as you nodded your head still trying to process what happened.

By the time Monday came around, you felt decent enough to play with the club tonight and Eddie assured you that he and the rest of the club would help you if you needed it. You still didn't know where you and Eddie's relationship was after your confession this weekend, and that worried you to a certain degree.

"Gentlemen I would like to introduce you to our newest member and my girl Y/n." Eddie said making you look up at him confused.

"Took you long enough." Mike said as joined them onstage making you look at Eddie confused.

"Took him long enough what?" You asked confused.

"For him to ask you out, we've had to hear about his crush on you for years and how he didn't think you would ever go out with someone like him." Mike said shocking you.

"Wheeler!" Eddie said making Mike freeze and retreat back to his seat as you thought about what he told you.

The campaign started and you were doing pretty good so far only having to ask for help a few times which Eddie was more than happy to help with. He kept you by his side and would whisper certain tips and whatnot in your ear making you laugh. The two spent the next three hours flirting with each other back and forth much to the dismay of the club.

"Seriously guys, we get it your in love, but could you stop flirting for a few minutes?" Dustin asked making you and Eddie laugh.

"It's fine I gotta go to the bathroom anyways." You said with a laugh as you left the auditorium.

By the time you got back most of the kids were gone and it was just you and Eddie who was cleaning up, so you walked over and started helping him.

"Thanks for letting me play today, I had fun." You said making Eddie smile.

"No need to thank me sweetheart, but I wanted to talk about the other night because I kinda just brushed it off." He said.

"Oh um it's fine Eddie." You said.

"No it isn't. You see you caught me off guard because I wasn't expecting the girl I've been in love with forever to admit she had a crush on me as well. I just wanted to know that I do like you alot and was hoping maybe to take you on a date this weekend?" He asked reaching for your hand.

"As long as it's a date where you're my boyfriend." You said smiling at him as you saw him trying to hide his smile.

"Trust me it is. Do you think I can kiss you?" He asked you cupping your face with his hands.

"I think you can." You said with a smile as you felt his lips touch yours.

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miss-ery-3 · 13 days

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i dont have much to report on weight wise, as i havent weighed myself since thursday, because i've been drinking alcohol and therefore i am retaining water

i can feel how i am all swelled up rn - my rings feel tighter than normally. i'll weigh myself again once the water retention goes down

but, ofc, i have even more stuff about my whole ✨love life situation✨

i am seeing my bf tomorrow, and i will tell him that i dont think our relationship is going that greatly, and then i'll take it from there. i dont really like to think too much about it, but i also feel more at peace w it - and i think my lil crush is a huge part of that. i really dont need anyone to tell me that i'm a horrible person - i am truly doing my best, both in terms of navigating my feelings and my relationship and my mental health. i'm really not in a good place right now, but at least i can kinda pretend, that my troublesome feelings are some fun new drama that i can share w my friends (you guys teehee)

if you don't care about my love life drama, then its totally ok. if you are, you're in for a treat (maybe idk)

lets call my crush-situation W

aight, so W and i talked all night thursday, and i have quite a lot to report about that night, and then a little about last night

my friend started talking about one time i had a ons w one of my friends, like 3 years ago, and i was quite embarrassed to talk about it. but the others laughed and idk, i figured it was fine. W switched between not laughing at all, just looking down at the table, and then awkwardly laughing a bit while looking at me, and then the table. i dont know what that means??? just as the conversation ended he was like "do u wanna go for a smoke" and then we went outside, and talked about other things.

we had been drinking and joking all night, and he decided to tell some group of girls sitting in the bar, that he and i are childhood friends (big lie, i've known him since summer). and i was like "aight, whatever" and then he lied and told them that i had written him tons of love letters when we were children. and i just laughed and lied and said "yeah haha, i was totally in love with you". when we left the bar, like 2 hours later, and we were all alone, i teased him about something we told the group of girls, and then he was like "yeah yeah whatever, i know that you'll just send me another love letter. you're like tooootally into me hahaha" and i was like "oh yeah, haha, totally. u got me" while walking away and laughing. i might just be fucking overthinking everything but also... why lie about writing love letters? there are much more embarrassing things (for me) he could've said. idk, help me

he texted his girlfriend throughout the night (i think) but looked quite annoyed/not happy whenever he did, and at some point he left the table for like 15 minutes (probably to talk to her). idk

he kept touching my stuff. like my cigarettes and my lighter, he would just sit with them and play with them. i found it quite cute, idk

OKAY, and then to last night (friday) i was in another bar last night, helping out, 'cause i kinda work there (ish, like, volunteer-work) and W was supposed to have a shift later in the evening

he calls me to tell me that he will be running late, 'cause he was at an event, and shit hit the fan, idk. then he asked me if i could cover for him, and i said that i for sure could cover for him. we only talked for 1,5 minute, but idk. my fucking hands went sweaty and i couldn't stand still. i don't think i've ever picked up that fast. uuuughhhhh i feel so weird. whatever

he showed up like 1,5 hours too late (but it was ok, 'cause there really wasn't much to going on), and went directly out to find me (i was smoking) to hug me and apologize for coming so late. then i kept feeling his eyes on me, and i could hear him mention my name a lot of the night

we ended up doing some cleanup together afterwards, and it was just... really nice. we have such a good time whenever we're together and i feel so comfortable around him. except for the part where i keep thinking about how hot i think he is and how want to give him a big old smooch. i had hoped to talk to him some more, but we both went home when cleanup was done, and idk. its fine

i have not been able to keep him out of my head all day. its truly torturous

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webethepeachesfromrockford · 2 years

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Hi! I love your writing. I creeped into your blog and see you’re taking requests for prompts. Would it be okay to request something really smutty with underlying tones of jealousy/angst? Like Carson is forced on yet another date with Greta and a man with a shirt after the fact that Greta and Carson are secretly a thing and can’t keep their hands off each other? Idk..🙈

Well thank you! That's kind of you to say. Heck yeah that's okay - I love the idea!! I'm going to put everything from here on out under the read more; it's going to get a little smutty. You can read it over on AO3, too. I've decided to call it Gave Me Something to Lose.

Leave all your prompts/plot ideas here!

There’s been a hard to control anger bubbling under Carson’s skin all day. Which is rather unfortunate because the previous night with Greta in her arms was more than spectacular. Carson went down to breakfast floating on an air of satisfaction and happiness, only for it to be crushed by Bev’s arrival. Since Carson took on the gig of coaching, their chaperone walking into the room always means something catastrophic. Though it’s nothing to do with baseball, Carson thinks the result of Bev’s announcement is devastating all the same. Another guy with a shirt wants to take Greta out for a date. It’s made worse by the fact that Bev doesn’t hesitate to volunteer Carson for babysitting duty again. The last time was cruel and unusual punishment that Carson has no intention of repeating. She can hardly stand to have Greta be a couple of feet away from her; sitting across the table as she flirts with some random man is a recipe for disaster.

Carson can’t really say that though, so she tries to shift her grimace into something that looks like a smile as she nods her head and accepts her fate like the polite lady she pretends to be. Catching Greta’s eye is impossible in that moment, if Carson lets herself glance up she might not be able to hold herself together. There are already words of protest starting to creep up her throat. The effort used to swallow them back is worse than squatting behind the plate for innings on end. Carson retreats because it’s the only thing she knows how to do in a situation that is a bust from the beginning. Carson doesn’t even try to make any excuses, either. Her chair makes a loud screech when she pushes away from the table and hastily leaves the room.

There’s peace and quiet in her own space for about five minutes before a knock on the door breaks through the serenity. Carson is fuming but with it enough not to let it show. There’s only one person that can be standing there waiting for permission to enter. It’s not Greta’s fault, she knows that the redhead isn’t keen on being near a man any more than Carson wants her to be. Expressing her frustration in any way towards Greta would be stupid – there’s nothing either of them can do about the situation. So, Carson wipes under her eyes and sits up on her bed. “Come in,” Carson says. She’s happy to note her voice isn’t strained – it’s nice to know there’s something going right for her.

“You okay, Shaw?” Greta asks. Her long legs carry her quickly over to Carson’s bed where she sits down without waiting to be asked. They’re comfortable with each other now, sharing space is like breathing. Carson can’t help but smile at that thought. Regardless of what the world demands of them, no one can take away the closeness that exists when they rotate around the same axis. With Greta close, Carson feels strong and able to take on anything – even a night filled with fake laughter and a random man looking at her woman. At the end of the date, Carson gets to take Greta home.

It's with that reassurance in mind that Carson nods. “Yeah, yeah – I’m fine. Bev just caught me off guard.” Carson sticks with the bare minimum knowing Greta understands the things she isn’t and can’t say. There’s no need to talk about how unfair it is, how intolerable the farce will be. Out of the two of them, Carson is sure that Greta is more than familiar with the slights people like them are dealt. The frustration of the situation is clearly felt by both women in the room.

Greta makes a soft sound at the back of her throat, then moves a little closer to Carson on the bed. They can’t be all that outright with their affection but Greta doesn’t hesitate to slide her hand across the mattress and wrap it around Carson’s. She gives it an affectionate squeeze and holds on. “I don’t want to go, you know that,” Greta needlessly admits. Her fingers tangle with Carson’s before continuing. “I wish more than anything it could just be you and me. That’s what I’ll be thinking about all night.” She drops her voice a little, using the pitch that makes Carson’s skin pebble with want. It does the trick because Carson immediately relaxes. The problem isn’t solved and nothing has changed but Greta’s good and her words are enough to calm Carson right down.

Despite it being a risky move, Carson reaches over to cup Greta’s face. Her thumb possessively traces the arch of Greta’s defined cheekbone. The rouge she wears isn’t enough to make up the blush that blossoms along Greta’s porcelain skin. Carson grins at the easy way Greta opens up to her. Her fingertip moves to trace the bridge of her nose and the arch of her lip. Carson claims her with the barest hint of a touch. When their lips finally meet, Greta openly moans. It’s a delight to collect the sound and kiss it away. They try not to give up the handle of control in open spaces but it’s too easy to press in a little harder, to slip their tongues together in a now all too familiar dance. Carson forces herself to pull back but not before Greta is making happy little noises into the shared space between them.

Leaning her forehead against Greta’s, Carson closes her eyes and allows herself to take everything in. The flowery scent of Greta’s perfume, the huff of gasped breath against her lips, even the satiny feel of Greta’s dress beneath her fingers. It’s the last time they’ll get to be close like this for the rest of the day. Between practice and the date, it’ll be hours before they can even think about being alone. Carson can feel Greta getting a little worried about their proximity, so she pulls away after another moment of reveling in just being near the other woman. When they part, Carson scoots over another inch on the bed to curb the temptation to reach out and keep a hold of Greta.

Like Carson predicted, the rest of the day is a chaotic rush of practicing cut offs and hitting until their arms are close to falling off. She’s so intent on ignoring what’s going to happen later that night that Carson keeps them a little later than usual. Everyone is glaring at her by the time practice is over but they’re ready to play the Blue Sox over the next couple of days. In her attempt to continue to stall, Carson takes a stupid amount of time in the locker room. She uses her game cards as an excuse and makes them all more than ten minutes late for supper. The rest of the girls are forgiving when they walk into a house that smells like something delightful – Carson’s folly isn’t enough to take away the joy of being embraced by fresh food.

Greta’s eyes follow her, though – Carson’s been wanting to have that gaze on her for so long that the particular feeling of being watched is something she’s come to look forward to. While she usually tries to be stealthy and look over her shoulder, Carson stares straight ahead. There’s no use in flirting when the need to wrap it up tight is approaching. Her feelings for Greta are so strong that Carson can’t stop once she gets going. The man that’s salivating at the thought of taking Greta out probably wouldn’t appreciate Carson’s brand of flirting. It’s easier to just ignore the entire situation until it’s right in her face – Carson has learned she’s relatively good under pressure.

Except she’s not and the whole evening’s activities are a terrible idea. Greta comes down the stairs in a red dress that highlights her hair and lips. Carson feels her jaw drop at the sight. She’s probably drooling, too, though she lacks the available brain bytes to check. All of her effort goes into stopping the gasp that so desperately wants to fall from her lips. Greta looks beautiful and Carson wants to eat her alive. She’s stripped Greta out of that particular dress before – Carson knows what it looks like as the fabric moves across pale skin (and what it looks like in a crumple on the old car’s floor, too). Her fingers ache with the need to grip the small maroon zipper and pull it down. Carson doesn’t have to think too hard to recall the glorious view that is Greta’s naked back. Creamy skin and freckles and signs of life drag Carson in each and every time. It’s silly how much time she spends mapping Greta’s flesh.

It's imperative to look away, so Carson forces her gaze towards the floor. She takes a couple of deep breaths to lessen the bubbling heat in her stomach. Between the residual anger and sudden arousal, Carson’s already so strung out. The prospect of making it through on the other side seems like a miracle. Her body physically does not want to move when it’s time to go. Carson is reluctant to admit that petulance is creeping in, but there’s no other explanation. She feels like a child that’s not getting her way. Regardless of the emotional upheaval happening, Carson gets it together and follows Greta out the door. Their walk to the bar the team usually frequents is silent and heavy. The tension is hard to swallow after being so open with each other, though Carson is somewhat glad for it. At least she has something consuming to focus on.

Instead, Carson watches Greta closely. Her date, Matt or Mark, is a solider home because of some sort of arm injury. He’s still in a sling, even. It’s obvious that the man is confident and smooth – if this were a normal situation, Carson’s sure he’d be bagging the dame before him. Greta, however, is only giving the interaction half of her effort. Carson recognizes the forced smile Greta uses when talking to one of the league’s board members or a jerky fan. Though it shouldn’t be relief that floods through her, Carson recognizes the heavy weight lifting off of her back. Understanding starts to settle in – suddenly the date isn’t so bad.

That’s not exactly true, though. Carson still hates the way Greta reaches across the table to run a finger teasingly up the back of her date’s hand. Carson’s felt that same move done to her, she knows how wild it makes her. Recognizing the same look in Matt/Mark’s face is infuriating. Her fingers curl into a fist on their own accord. While Carson knows she’ll never actually swing, the desire to sock a man has never been more consuming. Luckily, Greta’s the only one who notices. They share a look before Greta goes back to pretending to pay attention to some half-baked, probably made up story. Carson stopped listening a while ago, so she quietly seethes in her chair. Despite her initial outlook on the evening, Carson finds this date to be akin to torture, too. Especially when the night ends with Greta’s lips pressed against someone else’s cheek.

Carson sees a new shade of red in her vision. It completely overtakes her for a moment. Blinking it away, Carson is happy to see that she didn’t lash out in that brief lapse of control. It takes everything in her not to grab Greta by the arm and guide her home like a naughty little child. Another part of her wants to slam the taller woman up against the brick wall separating the bar and the theater to show her who her lips truly belong to. There are so many thoughts flying across the forefront of Carson’s mind that it’s hard to process Greta’s words when she says “let’s go home, Shaw.”

Mindlessly, Carson nods and follows Greta back to the house on autopilot. Her brain is whirring at an alarming pace, if she says or does anything now, it’ll all blow up in Carson’s face. By the time they’re walking up the driveway, Carson knows they’re back well before curfew, so showing their faces right away isn’t exactly necessary. She unsubtly uses her shoulder to guide Greta towards the garage where they can have a few minutes of peace and privacy. The redhead goes without any further prompting. Her hand even reaches out to grab Carson’s – Greta doesn’t let go until they’re both working to get the dust cover up enough to get into the car. Carson ushers Greta in first. Once the door closes, Carson knows there’s going to be no way to justify her actions.

She doesn’t let Greta say a word; Carson is on her so quickly that they topple back against the seat in a hectic tangle of limbs. Stopping or drawing back or even thinking isn’t really an option, though, so Carson readjusts and continues with her attack. Both hands are buried in the silky strands of Greta’s hair, gripping there to deepen and control the kiss. Greta’s hands are passively on Carson’s hips, simply holding on for the ride. That’s a tantalizing thought that makes Carson pull away and look down. She’s taken off guard by how done in Greta looks already – her hazy eyes look up at Carson with curiosity and impatience. It’s obvious that Greta is enjoying the take charge attitude Carson can’t help. The knot in her stomach tightens – it’s moments like these where Carson realizes that Greta is the sexiest woman alive – and she’s all Carson’s.

Desperate to remind herself of that, Carson drags her lips away from Greta’s to kiss and nip at the skin of the redhead’s neck, instead. She’s tall everywhere, including the long slope between shoulder and head. It’s all pale complexion and traceable surface area that Carson will never be able to get enough of. The greedy want to mark Greta’s skin steamrolls her. Carson is certain the shape of her lips on Greta’s skin would be the most beautiful thing. Too bad propriety calls for an image that doesn’t coincide with possessive sex. Maybe one day.

Carson doesn’t stop herself from littering kisses on the skin there, though. Her tongue and lips make paths up and down a neck that Greta stretches to its full length to give Carson more room. It’s satisfying to hear Greta already breathing heavy, despite Carson only getting started. Impatient hands reach up to trace Carson’s hips and cup both her breasts, but she’s immovable. Greta doesn’t realize how terrible it was for Carson to see Greta’s lips on someone else. Claiming Greta’s skin back is the only way to purge the memory. Though an explanation of that would be simple and better for them both, Carson is stubborn and wants to put the other woman back on her heels. At the end of the day, it’s Carson’s way of showing Greta how much she truly means. If the stolen moments are all they’re ever going to have, Carson intends to make them good.

Soon, Carson’s moved her attention to small buttons that come undone after a couple of fumbles. Carson is so spun up that coordination is becoming tougher by the second. Finally, there’s enough bare skin to dive into Greta’s dress, the rest of the buttons and zipper be damned. Eager palms cup both of Greta’s breasts through the brazier she’s wearing. The weight of them is familiar and exhilarating in a way that almost makes Carson forget her objective. She’s gluttonous in her exploration for an extra second or two before moving on. By the time Greta’s dress hits the floor, Carson’s patience is close to running out.

Thankfully, Greta is selfish, too. She works to rid Carson of her clothes until they’re both in just their underthings. There’s a special delight Carson takes in watching Greta take off her armor. With nothing but a bra on, her strong lover is just a woman with a great rack and gorgeous curves. She’s vulnerable in a way that makes her reachable and man does Carson want to touch and grip and never let go. In these intimate moments, Carson meets a piece of Greta that she’s not sure anyone else has ever seen before. At least, Carson hopes that’s the case. The fondness in Greta’s eyes as she stares up at Carson is too good a thing to ever want to share.

Leaning forward to kiss Greta on the lips again, Carson brushes that thought aside. She’s better off thinking about sliding her hand into the waistband of Greta’s skirt slip. Carson gets much more satisfaction from discovering how wet Greta is. Her fingers brush through Greta’s excitement, collecting some of it to ease the way as her fingertips start to make small teasing circles over Greta’s clit. Though they aren’t in total privacy, Greta feels comfortable enough to moan when the going gets good. Carson soaks up the noises, hoarding them in a special spot in her brain for moments when they can’t be together. Greta’s usually so bottled up that Carson delights in the fact that her actions are good enough to drag out groans of pleasure. Now’s not any different, either. Greta’s got her bottom lip between her teeth, but it’s of no help. The gasps and chopped up mumbles of Carson’s name are tangible despite the effort.

She keeps circling her finger until Greta’s thighs start to tremble. Carson recognizes she’s close and pulls away. Her hand, still wet from Greta’s arousal, reaches to undo the clasp on the bra keeping the rest of Greta’s skin hostage. Carson wastes no time getting her lips around a nipple she licks cleverly with her tongue. Her fingers gently tease at the other one until they’re both hard. As Carson moves to cup Greta’s breast, she feels goose flesh rush across Greta’s skin. The reality of how much Carson’s touch does to Greta amps up the pleasure. Carson hasn’t so much as touched herself, yet she knows she’s sopping wet. Her clit aches for friction and attention but there’s something sweet about denying herself, too. She’s all about Greta at the moment, anyway.

There’s a little fumbling to get Greta out of the rest of her clothes but they take it in stride. It’s fun to laugh during a time that sometimes can get tense. They share kisses and make each other smile to push through the awkwardness. Greta naked is something that can stop any negative thought, anyway. Carson never deprives herself of the opportunity to trace her eyes over long legs that give way to hourglass hips and a stomach Carson always wants to stuff her face into. Greta is a gorgeous woman that makes Carson appreciate what it means to be feminine, to have curves, to be well endowed with perfectly shaped breasts. She doesn’t shy away from the fact that the things she likes about her own body are qualities she finds attractive in Greta, too.

“You’re gorgeous,” Carson mumbles as she places kisses down the valley between Greta’s breasts. Her hands trace down Greta’s sides until they’re on hips and thighs and then between them. Greta doesn’t take any prompting to open her legs and make room for Carson. Despite the small space in the car’s back seat, they make it work. Sure, Carson’s knees will be sore by the time she’s done but it’s well worth it. Watching Greta bite her fist and buck her hips off of the sticky leather seat is more than enough to make up for the muggy air and shoebox feeling. Carson’s pretty sure she’s willing to do anything to be this way with Greta, though that truth is still one she’s trying to navigate and understand. For now, she focuses on finding Greta’s entrance to tease at with two of her fingers.

Greta doesn’t say anything until Carson’s face level with Greta’s clit. The tips of two fingers have been teasing around Greta’s hole, incessantly teasing. Carson never slips them fully inside but uses most of her fingertips to make their presence known. She pushes just enough to feel Greta clench around her. Her “fuck Shaw” lingers in the thick air, echoing in Carson’s ears. She looks up, catching Greta’s eye as she leans forward and starts to lick lightly over Greta’s clit. It’s swollen and Carson feels it pulse under her tongue. Greta even tightens up around her fingers. Despite not knowing what the hell she was doing when things started, Carson is a quick study. She knows all of Greta’s tells and signs because the redhead has learned to speak just as loudly with her body as she does with her words.

Besides, Carson has always been the type of person to wants to do things to the best of her ability, so she pays attention. She knows that when Greta throws her head back, Carson is sucking at the perfect intensity. Greta’s fingers in her hair mean more, though she’s not afraid to ask for it, too. Magic things start to happen when Greta lets go and gives herself over to Carson completely. Despite being on fire and aroused out of her brain, Carson still has enough thought to revel in the fact that Greta deems her worthy. Losing the fight to passion in its entirety is a vulnerable thing. Other than Jo, who’s been a lifelong friend, Carson’s positive Greta hasn’t given up any piece of herself to another human being. It’s an honor to watch Greta fall apart all because Carson can use her mouth for more than just blathering words and inspirational speeches.

The concept of being special to such a jaw dropping person gives Carson the confidence to start moving her fingers and mouth in tandem. Both fingers are deep inside of Greta, thrusting and stroking upward with each draw back. As her hand fucks Greta with precision, Carson’s tongue works to tell a story around Greta’s clit. She can feel the other woman’s juices dripping down her chin. Between spit and excitement, Greta’s so wet it’s mindboggling. Every one of Carson’s motions is eased by restless hips and slick. Carson’s never been more turned on in her entire life, though every new encounter with Greta makes her feel that way. Her own cunt is throbbing with the sort of want that makes it a lot less shameful to run a hand down the middle of her chest to slip under the waistband of drenched panties. It heightens the experience, touching herself while Carson goes down on Greta with passionate enthusiasm.

Though it’s getting harder to breath by the second, Carson doesn’t let up or think to draw away. Greta’s thighs have started to tighten around Carson’s head as her orgasm grows near. The telling quivering of Greta’s stomach adds to the irritable shifting of hips and gasping breaths. Carson loves the few moments right before Greta is thrown off the edge of the cliff. What her tongue and hands and dedication has done is spread out before her. This is raw Greta Gill that Carson is lucky enough to witness in all of her glory. Never mind the fact that Carson’s name sounds so pretty coming from Greta’s mouth in that deliciously breathy way. Greta loses all words other than Carson and it’s a glorious thing. Though she has no real claim to the women sweating with pleasure under her, Carson enjoys the little things that are just for them that reminder her that Greta is hers. At the end of the day, Greta’s legs are wrapped around Carson’s neck as she fights to hang on to those last seconds of carnal pleasure before bliss finally comes about.

Carson’s eyes fly up to Greta as her orgasm hits. The taste on her tongue is almost as divine as the look on Greta’s face – it’s twisted and contorted into the physical manifestation of unthinkable pleasure. Her eyes are closed, clenched up tightly, even. The red of her lips is smeared from kisses and rough bites in a hopeless attempt to stop unruly moans. Flush on Great’s skin matches the lipstick Carson made imperfect. It’s a glorious sight, way more than enough to yank Carson over the edge, too. She shudders in the best of ways, kissing the soft skin of the inside of Greta’s thigh while her body works its way through it. Carson’s mindlessly lipping at Greta’s skin when a hand is yanking her up and into kissing range. The fact that Greta doesn’t give a shit about Carson’s messy face is another reason why Greta is the sexiest person on the planet. She simply presses her lips to Carson’s like there isn’t cum and spit and slick all over.

They don’t need to say anything as their deep kisses taper off until Carson is simply resting her head against Greta’s cheek. It’s hot in the car and the minutes in which they’re free are dwindling down – dawdling in any matter is always a risk. Somehow, Carson figures it’s worth it to have Greta petting a hand through her hair while their heart rates decrease and the world becomes something that doesn’t just revolve around them. One day, they won’t have to endure a fake date before taking each other apart. Carson will be able to ask Greta out on her own without any pretense. Until then, laying in arms that swing bats and take on the weight of the world for the seconds she can is more than enough for Carson.

Despite hating every second of playing the third wheel, Carson is a winner in the end. Greta’s throat is sore from panting out Carson’s name. No man with a shirt can say that, not while Carson’s around.

#gretson #greta gill x carson shaw #carson shaw x greta gill #greta x carson #carson x greta #greta/carson #carson/greta #carson shaw #greta gill #a league of their own #aloto #a league of their own series #bobbie writes #writing prompts #gave me something to lose

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mz-elysium · 7 months

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rambling on shadowheart's direction (or lack thereof)

idk if I'm big-brained or just weird

I've been thinking more of Shadowheart's story and how it falls flat a bit on theme in places.

Like. It's a story about leaving a cult. That specific trauma, her reactions, etc., are brilliant. Beautiful.

But I distinctly do not like her just up and becoming a Selunite. Maybe it's because religion in D&D is different (gods are literally real and have massive interactions), but it feels like a worse coping mechanism than dying her hair. She should get room to breathe and be without the gods, without doctrine (good or ill), for a little while. Or forever.

Honestly, I really would've loved her story to be one more about faith than cults. As a cleric, she parrots doctrine but it's more brainwashing than genuine heartfelt belief.

I think she should've had four main endings:

Shar-Shar. Kills the Nightsong, embraces Shar's teachings blindly as the brainwashed cultist she is and never questions it. Kills her parents. Ascends as Shar's right hand.

Shadowheart-Shar. Kills the Nightsong but comes to question Shar and her faith. Saves her parents. Redefines Sharran doctrine in ways that make sense for her, reframing the eternal doom of The Void and the inevitable crushing darkness as something hopeful, honouring Shar in a way that other evil gods are appeased in wariness of something mighty. In D&D, gods are very real and very jealous, so this might be less realistic for Shar to allow but would be a more satisfying story about faith and contesting the gods. Shar might chuckle wryly, not accepting her as her right hand, but even gods don't get to decide who worships them and how.

Selunite. Saves the Nightsong, saves her parents. Dame Aylin helps guide her onto Selune's teachings. What started as a desperate way to come becomes something spiritually fulfilling and genuine. She finds peace as a cleric or paladin of Selune. It reinforces the black/white thinking of Shar/Selune (which is classic D&D but less to my taste).

*Losing My Religion*. Saves the Nightsong, kills her parents. Lost and alone, she realises she's been used and dominated by cruel and uncaring gods all her life (like certain other tadfools). Leaves them behind, but finds new purpose. Changes classes.

now. what class?

oh im so glad you didn't ask!

rogue? trickery domain clerics are stealthy. her dex is a lil low, but her and astarion have a great rapport by act 3. i can see an apprenticeship going.

paladin? charged by a powerful oath instead of divine magic... but her cha is very low and her other stats aren't great. besides, shart isn't a woman of great conviction. esp after losing her faith.

bard? no cha. monk? no chill. warlock? over wyll's dead body. wizard? our girl dumbo. fighter? barbarian? not...really.

i think a druid and i actually think it really works

at the end of act 2, we have two druid companions -- nay, mentors who would be glad to take an apprentice.

while both these druids worship the elven nature god silvanus, a god is def not a requirement for druids.

after flailing godlessly, would embrace the natural world's steadiness.

the circle of the moon is selunite-tinged and our girl is an animal-lover.

the circle of the land is heavy casting and she's a wisdom char.

the circle of spore's focus on decay/rebirth would probably be very soothing to an ex-sharran who used to only look at the Void.

she mentions in her epilogue wanting to go live in a farm, with chickens and animals. imagine druid!shadowheart magicking the garden and speaking with scratch.

also, it's the only class (other than cleric) that her natural stats work with, which is a bonus.

i honestly think it would bring her a lot of peace, purpose, and happiness.

#shadowheart #bg3 #bg3 spoilers

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hello lovely user jayflrt how are you???

i’m LOVING the smau so far, the story is so interesting to me i love it, the last chapter was amazing! jay is sooo in love, are u telling me not only you want to slap mc’s ex who treated her horribly but also associate the colour of HAPPINESS with a memory of her ooooh you want her so bad now kiss 🫵 missing jay/n winter break moments bring them back 😭

also, i have some theories 🤓☝️

as of right now i think the anon could be sungjin or sunghoon’s dad, for different reasons, i think sungjin might have a somewhat inferiority complex with sunghoon, idk i feel like sungjin issues with sh run deeper than just the company, he might want to take other things from him(read as: y/n) and use whatever information jay can get to blackmail her into something? maybe? i’m not that smart bare with me pls, as for the dad i think it could be as a plan b if sunghoon doesn’t marry mc, it doesn’t seem he trusts his son a lot 💀

.. then heeseung, he’s sus af, but i don’t really have a solid theory about him, maybe he has some resentment over mc’s list, i think definitely feels less than the rest for his upbringing, at least from y/n and sunghoon but i don’t think that’s enough reason to drop that much money on jay, nor i think his crush in mc is borderline obsessive to blackmail her

yuna might be gone for now but i don’t trust her parents for some reason, yeonjun just seems like a bad friend and karina hasn’t done something to make me suspicious of her yet, gigi is on thin ice tho i need to see more of her friendship with y/n, NOW SUNOO??? he’s weird, he could easily know about yuna buying her way into yale, and also knows jay, he’s there but not really so idk he might work from the shadows? i actually don’t remember if his family has some businesses or something that might benefit from exposing mc out

i’m sorry for the long ask, have a nice day ♥️ 😭

(ps. i was wondering if 🍒 or 🪩 anon was available?)

hello hello ml !! i've been doing pretty good! hbu?? 💞

OMG i'm so so glad you're enjoying the story so far :') it's been so fun to write it as well as post the chapters because i lovee a good mystery 🥹 he wants her SOOOOO bad he just needs to admit it to himself already 🧎‍♀️ I MISS THEIR WINTER BREAK ERA TOO,, but there's always spring break 🤩

omg literally just sat up straight to dissect your theories properly 🙏 NO NO DW these all make perfect sense !! sungjin and his father definitely have more lore to uncover 🤭 as well as sunoo, and heeseung definitely also has an inferiority complex to explore too !! also as for your question about sunoo's family, jay mentioned in the first chapter that sunoo's dad's a plastic surgeon ! definitely all solid theories for how much has happened right now but i wonder how your theories will change as the story progresses 🫣

also omg you don't have to apologize for the response length love 🥰 hope you're having a wonderful day/night yourself !! 🌷 also omg yes both of those emojis are available !! you can choose either (i'm indecisive because both of them are cute 😭)

#💌 : love notes #anon #series: yours forever in 786

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theflyingfeeling · 8 months

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when I felt happy and carefree again for a while

(= a concert report of a kind from BC @ Särkänniemi 11.8.2023 🖤)

- First things first, the weather report: partly cloudy most of the time, not too warm but not too cold either (until maybe after the gig; I knew I didn't pack my super sexy gloves in vain 😌)

- The atmosphere was rather chill at the amusent park where the concert was held, so we had a chance to hang about and even go to exactly one ride lol (which was quite enough for us and we actually had a fun time and really put the amusement in amusement park tyvm, unlike the other (10-ish) people in the ride who looked like they'd rather be literally anywhere else)

- Also @wearenosaints and I were asked to give our extremely coherent and otherwise correct opinions about the Back To School event to the press like the very important people we are so yeah if you see our faces on the paper tomorrow that's us hiiiii 👋

- I was pleasantly surprised to get MUCH better spots than what I had last time BC played at Särkänniemi (=couldn't see shit from the stage being so low and all the phones and fucking CARDBOARD SIGNS blocking our view), our spots were rather excellent tbh, at least in comparison to what I was expecting

- ...aaaaaaand then the cardboard signs appeared 🙂

- So yeah if anyone was filming a video at that time (just before BC came on stage), the collective voi vittu! that can probably be heard in the background when the signs first appeared that was definitely us hiiiii 👋

- I know the five months between my previous BC show and this one is a short time in the grand scheme of things I guess but I assure you it's felt like half a lifetime at least, so it was an exciting moment to see all the guys run on stage one by one, I was so thrilled about seeing them with my bare eyeballs again that I was surprised everytime any of them showed up lol, for example I think Joonas was the last one I saw and it took a while for him to come to our side of the stage too, so I was like "oh yay Porko's here too!" as if I had forgotten he's in the band as well 😂

- We saw a LOT of Olli and 😩😩😩😩 he's such a sexy motherfucker that I'm actually mad about it. I love how he really puts his whole goddamn pussy into the show, and the way he's so flirty sjfjfjkfkfkffk for a while I thought he had, you know, someone special watching him from the side of the stage because he kept flirting and making faces towards someone on his left side the whole fucking time, but then I figured Santeri was filming there so I guess he was just flirting with the camera like the common slut he is <3

- (and this totally did not give me any fic ideas about flirty!Olli and jealous!Allu 👀)

- Speaking of Aleksi: 😩😩😩😩😩

- He's nice-looking alright although I've never really been that attracted to him, but literally the first time I saw him tonight I was like 'well damn, Aleksi looks fine as hell?' 😩😩😩😩 the hair he has now looks sooooooo good on him, the shirt he was wearing really brought out his tits made him look rather desirable in my eyes, I may have an itsy-bitsy crush on him now byeeeee 💀

- idk man being there just felt a bit like coming home? 😭 there weren't any surprises in the setlist but honestly I didn't expect there to be, it was sort of comforting actually to know exactly how it was going to go and the guys seemed happy about playing in Finland again as well (Niko: "Everyone here knows our songs!!" 😂🥰)

- They also teased us about the Nokia Arena show that's apparently happening at some point in (near?) future 👀 I mean, don’t quote me on this lol they didn't spill any actual deets but it's gotta be Nokia Arena right? I mean, what else could it be lol

- But yeah. Lately there's been so much stuff in my life that's been stressing me out and making me feel uneasy and worried and some of it even a little sad (just earlier today I had to fight back tears in the bus because I was upset about something that had happened I know I shouldn't be upset about and yet...), but during the show? None of that shit mattered. For those 60 minutes, I was so completely happy and carefree again 🖤

- Many thanks to the peeps who tolerated my bad jokes today and only made little fun of my cool and sexy gloves, you know who you are and I love you <3

- See you next week 🤝

#blind channel #i wrote this in the bus back but i'm now back at home safe and sound #no one had stolen my bicycle nor my helmet 🙏#wear your helmets kids even after BC shows when you may feel like nothing can ever hurt you again <3 #also i tried posting another stupid video drom the stupid show but stupid tumblr won't let me 😭#okay to reblog <3 (if you for some reason want to reblog my ramglings 😂)#gig reports by theflyingfeeling #my concert

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Hey Cee, I don't think I ever thought I'd ask for advice like this. But I genuinely just want to know what your take or anyone who reads this thinks about my situation?

I have a guy friend I had met on a dating site. Originally not intending to be friends, but ended up just being friends because he thought of me only as that. However, before he had come out of left field with that statement, I had thought what we had going on was flirting? Talking every day, even still, sending each other funny reels and going to museums or cute fun places together. Meeting up and just talking or taking a walk together, yknow.

And I guess because he had stated he doesn't see me as anything more than just a friend already, I wasn't letting myself get my hopes up. He drew the line, and I was okay with it, im still okay with it, because i genuinely value him as a friend, and i love talking and meeting up with him.

But I've gotten attached? Maybe it's because I never got to even tell him I like him before he went and told me how he only sees me as a friend. And after all this time, I've come to like him more and more? And as sad as it sounds, a small part of me wants to think it would be possible he'd like me or eventually come to like me after so long?

But recently, he asked me to help him take pictures for his dating profile. And like a good supportive friend, I said I'd help. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for helping him, but I suddenly thought about smitten y/n and how she went above and beyond to help JK with his date despite having huge crush on him herself, doing it to be supportive and seeing him happy. Going to get the flowers and then florist Yoongi asking her "why are you doing this? What do you get out of this?"

And then I had to take a step back and really ask myself, what AM I doing?? Ngl, it kinda stung seeing that he'd ask me to take pics for him to update his dating profile cause he wants to get back onto dating and finding someone. Cause after so long, I thought maybe he hasn't gotten back into it because we've been talking and going to do stuff together? Maybe I'm being delusional or hopeful. Realistically, I know I don't have a chance. I never did. But it felt like i might have had a possibility after so long?

I guess after that entire spiel, my question is, should I continue on as we are and take those pictures, be genuinely supportive friend, and learn to move on sooner or later? Or idk, what other options do I really have?

I don't want to ruin this friendship, what we have going on right now, by telling him I like him. Cause I know what the answer would be, and it would hurt even more to lose him as someone to talk and hang out with. But it kinda stings knowing I was never an option to him romantically.

I guess it's also because recently im starting to feel like I'm lacking to be appealing or attractive to guys. I'm only ever seen as friend material and not dating material.

Thank you so much for reading this. I just felt like I needed to rant and get some outside opinions.

hi! i’m happy to help as best as i can but don’t feel pressured at all to listen to me or anyone else, do what you’re comfortable with doing!! also my answer might be a little all over the place because i have so much to say and i feel like i need to get it all out before it disappears from my brain so here we go ALSO reading over this there is some tough love in here but i feel like everyone needs tough love every now and then and also everything i’m saying here is coming from a place of genuine love and care :-)) i’m a sagittarius we r blunt people whoops

some guys have extra firm tofu level dense brains and don’t interpret what you’re doing together the same way that we’d interpret it — the sending each other memes, going to places together, etc — if you asked them they’d just be like yea i sent you that meme because i thought it was funny and also we went to the park together because it was nice out and i like the park??

i know you said you’re okay with being friends but are you really okay with it? because i don’t think you’d still be pining after him if you were really okay with it!! it’s okay to NOT be okay with it, don’t force yourself to try to feel another way just so you can justify continuing to be friends with him — holding onto the hope that one day he’ll come around and like you back is not a healthy way to deal with your feelings

with that being said, we can’t rule out the possibility that maybe one day he’ll change his mind and see you in a romantic light, but we have to take the situation as it is in current time. right now, he’s made it clear that he sees you as a friend and that the relationship is platonic. right now, he has asked you to take pictures of him for a dating app. right now, i assume he is on the dating app talking to other people. you can be hopeful, but you also have to be realistic.

smitten!y/n did go above and beyond for jungkook! she did all of that for a man who didn’t see her in a romantic light and was literally on a date with another woman. and yoongi was so right in grilling y/n with those questions because really, truly, WHY would she do something like that for jungkook knowing that she’d get nothing in return? why is she hurting herself just so she can stay close to him?

of course it would be sad to lose him as someone to talk and hang out with, but talking and hanging out with him when you like him romantically and the feeling isn’t mutual is guaranteed going to be an even more horrible feeling. and it’s only going to get worse if he started dating someone and you still had feelings for him

at the end of the day it’s really up to you whether you’d like to continue being in this friendship or not. i can’t tell you what to do, your friends and family can’t tell you what to do — the only person you can listen to is yourself. that’s one thing that i learned from my relationship — even though everyone around me was telling me to do this and that, ultimately i had to listen to myself and do what i felt was right.

this is your life and i am simply a person on the internet, but this situation is one that i’ve faced before and i promise you that there is someone out there who’s going to be more than happy to go on walks with you and send memes to you because they’re romantically interested in you! i know it’s hard to believe but at one point even i thought that i was just unattractive and unloveable and that no one was going to date me but i am a firm believer that the universe will start to work its magic once you come to a place where you’re happy with yourself <3 it’s tough work but it’s so worth it, i’m not there yet either but i hope you find comfort in knowing that i’m right here working on myself alongside you!!

#ask cee #answered

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and-stir-the-stars · 11 months

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I'm still thinking about Plush Mike trying so desperately to fill the void left by 'real' Mike and being so confused and scared and sad that nothing he tries works. Growing more frustrated but trying his hardest not to let it show so he won't upset Evan. But sometimes it slips out, like when he asks Evan why he even misses his brother in the first place, he was horrible, is real Mike even someone worth missing? Evan lamenting the fact he's alone and Plush Mike saying in a soft voice, "I'm here."

this reminds me of something I've had in my notes app forever (actually it's been in there so long I deleted it at one point, but thankfully there was still a few days left before it vanished forever and I managed to retrieve it, lol)

(In my head, this dialogue took place after Evan started crying and scratching at his arms or hitting his fists against his head because he was overwhelmed by his feelings. Or, however a ghost might hurt themself to deal with overstimulation, since... they, yk, probably don't have bodies that respond to pain... idk, that's why I deleted it).

I liked the idea of (plush) Mike saying/implying bad things about Evan’s older brother because, like you said, he doesn't view himself as someone worth missing and Evan would be way happier if he just forgot him (Mike). But Evan *snaps* at him because that's HIS brother, and this stupid little plush doesn't get to talk about his Mikey like that because Evan still loves him so much and he really is guilty that Mike is dead (even if that guilt is greatly over shadowed by the agony and frustration Evan feels about being abandoned and hurt by Mike again, and by his lack of awareness of HOW he hurt/killed Mike).

I imagine it would be really weird for the epitome of self-loathing that is Michael Afton to hear Evan so vehemently defending him, especially after Evan was the reason he died. Mike's fear (of Evan hurting him and of himself somehow hurting Evan again) really does have to be strong to overcome his need to keep Evan safe and happy and the temptation that is Evan defending him is a good sign.

Now I'm imagining Plushie Mike trying to give Evan "human lessons" as a way of ensuring that he can eventually be safe to reveal himself to Evan if Mike can ever manage to trust himself enough to not accidentally crush Evan again. Mike trying really hard to get a being that doesn't understand physical pain anymore and died too young to get a fully developed sense of empathy (on top of being driven basically insane from trauma and isolation) to understand what things will and won't hurt a human.

"Actually, Evan, if you rip a human's arm off like you just did to me, it hurts, and it'll make humans lose a lot of blood. Humans need their blood INSIDE of their bodies, okay?"

"Okay, you can't throw someone against a wall if they don't want to play a certain game with you. Like, do you remember when I asked if you wanted to play hide and seek yesterday, and you said you didn't feel like playing something that requires a lot of moving? I didn't know you were feeling really tired when I asked if you wanted to play. Sometimes, people have needs and feelings you don't know about. You have to respect that; it doesn't mean that they don't like you anymore."

"okay you definitely CANNOT lock someone in a cabinet drawer if you don't want to listen to them talk anymore. No one other than me would fit, first off. Second, that's just rude. I don't care if your brother did it to you sometimes; that doesn't make it right. It was WRONG."

#maybe evan is so far gone that no matter what mike tries he can't get evan to relate to or understand the concept of physical pain #not knowing what else to do he tries getting evan to think really hard about how he felt when his big brother abandoned him here #evan does try to listen but he quickly starts crying and saying he doesn't want to because “it hurts''#mike quietly saying “That's the point ev''#i imagine evan would get frustrated and overwhelmed by the Human Lessons very quickly #dire consequences au #tw self harm #tw self-harm

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the-yuri-librarian · 2 months

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This is GL challenge for you (if you choose to accept them).

1.a) Please write your top 3 or top 5 favorite tropes in GL.

b) From each trope, write at least 3 GL that you love.

(Feel free if you want to write the reasons or not of why you love them).

2. a) What is the first GL that make you want to know more about and eventually love GL?

b) What is that one GL that have a special place in your heart (for whatever reason)?

The GL can be in in the form of manga, manhwa, manhua, books, tv series or movies.

Thanks so much if you want to answer this long ask.

Ok here we go:

1. Tropes I enjoy with series as examples:

A. Idk the proper name for it, but I really love stories where the grumpy one falls in love with the sunshine one. Series with this trope: Pulse, Mage & Demon Queen, Moonlight Garden, Opium, Kemono to Waltz, maaaayybbbeee What Does the Fox Say, there's probably more that I'm forgetting. Realized after I moved on to other tropes: Mobile Suit Gundam: Witch From Mercury is very much this, as is I'm in love with the villainess....there's definitely more

I really like this trope because I just think it's romantic and adorable. You get to watch as the sunshine one's quirks slowly melt the heart of the grumpy one until the grumpy one has fallen head over heels, and they often have no idea it's happened until it's too late.

B. I also (and I hope this is not too cliche of me) really enjoy stories where one or more characters have a queer awakening. Series with this trope: Love Thy Neighbor (sort of), Bloom into You (sort of?), The Guy She Was Interested In Wasn't a Guy at all, Failed Princesses, Can't Defy the Lonely Girl, The Summer You Were There, Lily Love, Octave, Wono to Waltz (pretty sure at least, also been a while), I Love Amy, Goodbye My Rose Garden, Her Tale of Shim Chong (sort of), Blooming Sequence, After Hours, Hana & Hina After School, I Can't Believe I Slept with you, The Barefoot Nina (I think), etc. etc.

This one is also great because of the sheer cuteness. The intense blushing, the heart racing, the way their crush slowly starts to consume their thoughts, their eyes begin to linger on their crush's lips. It's also really fun to see what the final thing that makes them realize they're gay is, cause it's always a little different. It's especially fun when they're already doing gay things and are just in denial about their feelings. I hope this isn't too basic of me lol

C. Honestly it's hard to pick a third, but as of right now I would say that I really enjoy stories where the characters are doomed by the narrative. I haven't read a lot of girls love comics (manga, manhwa, webtoons, American comics) where this is the case, so I'm gonna be including some books and a couple anime here as well but: Love Thy Neighbor (probably), Qualia the Purple, The Locked Tomb Series, Revolutionary Girl Utena, Kitanai Kimi ga Ichiiban Kawaii, The Barefoot Nina, Destroy it all and love me in hell (maybe, I've only read the first couple chapters of this), The Summer You Were There, Throw Away the Suit Together, Nevermore (ending pending) etc.

I just really really love a tragic ending. Sometimes, love isn't enough. It can't save you. Sometimes love is too much. It dooms you. It's just so incredibly compelling to me. Not to say I dislike happy endings, but ya know

Sorry there are so many repeat titles. More about this below, but I haven't actually read *that* much yuri, all things considered

A. So, funnily enough, the first time I encountered the term yuri was through yaoi? Like, when I was an early to mid teen, death note yaoi and Naruto yaoi were wrecking havoc on the early-ish internet, and that going "what's yaoi" also got me the definition of yuri also, which lead me to Naruto yuri AMVs

But, in terms of what made me interested in girls love as an adult, there is only one answer: bubbline. Basically, during my extended undergrad, I watched adventure time all the way through for the first time and fell in love with Marceline X Bubblegum as a ship. To use an old school term, they were my one true pairing. That lead to Steven Universe (shout out to IRL friend Selena (psuedonym, they know who they are)) and she-ra. Then, I went and got my master's in English, which lead me to reading a lot of canon literature, and while there was some queerness, it was fee and far between.

After I graduated, I had about a summer where I had no job, I was about to move in with my partner, I was about to get my second master's in library science, and I was like "fuck. I really want to read something that made me feel the way Bubbline made me feel at first." Which class to the answer to the next part:

B. When I was in that state of "I want to read something gay that makes me feel like Bubbline does," I went to my local bookstore, where I just so happened to pick up Gideon the Ninth (I refuse to say more except read the series if you haven't it's great). And it blew me away. Afterwards, it was a two years straight of reading a ton of queer fantasy, scifi, and horror (there was a fair amount of non-queer stuff there too). Then, in February of 2023, I read A Restless Truth. It is the second in a historical fantasy trilogy, I had not read the first one, I just knew it was sapphic, and WHEW. It was the first book I ever really read with what we affectionateky call spice in the girls love community. And it broke my brain. I finished reading it (the main couple is great btw) and two days later immediately read it again. It's SO hot. This made me starved for sapphic content with a desperation I had not felt before, which lead me to witch from mercury, with lead to revolutionary girl utena, which lead to yuri comics (this is Sept of 2023), which lead to well....here. so, all things considered, I have not been reading yuri/girls love comics for all that long, but now that I've started, I'll probably never stop

I hope that answered your question? And I hope it wasn't too boring!

#ask #personal #yuri #yuri posting #girls love #the bubbline to girls love addict pipeline stirkes again #not gonna tag all the series mentioned thats too much

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Ok yeah. I'm not done, and I'm making that everyone's problem😌. Sooo, other random thoughts!!

I remember in LBAF I, Selena said Rapunzel was her favorite princess when he asked David to tell her a story the first night he arrived at the NY Institute, but pretended not to know it so he could tell her anyway (CUTIES!). The thing is... I didn't realized that was foreshadowing for her powers until recently and I was like WAIT A FUCKING MINUTE?! But same, Rapunzel is my favorite, my first princess crush lol

That Never have I ever fic lives in my mind 24/7, Dani!! And it was so heartbreaking and traumatizing, and omfg Rafael, what are you doing?? I love pain, I need more :)

Where dreams come true was also AMAZING. It was so adorable I wanted to stab myself 🥺🥺. Milo Thatch was my crush since I saw that movie and came out of it bisexual without realizing it LMAO.

Also now that I'm thinking about it, I had a lot of crushes when I was little, but I didn't realize it until later... Is this a bisexual experience????

When you’re married to Magnus Bane, you don’t question whether God exists. You know he does, and you know damn well you’re his favorite. Malec really be saying the most profound things about each other with so much devotion and going on with their lives as if it didn't just destroy mine??? I love it🥰

At this point there's no way David isn't a direct descendent of Jonathan Shadowhunter. There have been way too many connections with him looking like Raziel to be a coincidence😤 istg if shadowhunters start to love him after/if it happens I will kill someone 🔪

I was wondering if the rest of the Lightwood-banes ever found out about what happened to David in IALS? Because he and Max said they wanted to keep that to themselves, as they felt so much of their lives were already shared (good for them). But I'm really curious how they would react🤔

I've read "Good boys go to heaven but bad guys bring heaven to you" like thrice and I'm always laughing like the first time. Those two are so horny and down for each other (no pun intended!) since second 1 in every universe 😂😂

I realized I am a dumbass, because I was reading the name Gabriel as you would say in english and not spanish... SPANISH IS MY FIRST LANGUAGE AND GABRIEL IS FROM SOUTH AMERICA AM I AN IDIOT? ffs, my dad's name is Gabriel, my mind took so fucking long😂

Also, what do you mean some people pronounce Rafael as Rafa-yel??? That name I read it right from the first moment, I've always liked it a lot lol. I'm still confused as to how people say the nickname though, because it is written as "Rafe", but I've never heard that nickname to someone named Rafael, just "Rafa". Idk, I just say the full name lmao

I just want David to be fucking happy and I'm ready to get into a fistfight for him ok??? The way everyone keeps describing him in LBAF with a sad face and knowing something is up because David used to smile even in his sleep?!?!? 😭😭😭

I love how Jackson literally looked at David and went: "This is the gayest, horniest, most fucked up person with traumas I've ever met. I'm keeping him. This is my human now. I will protect him at all costs and kill for him without hesitation." In every universe, makes me soft 🥰

You better pay for my therapy, because now I can't hear the word "louder" and not have war flashbacks of that asshole of Malory 😡

Fun fact: I use art and music as foreshadowing A LOT. Including rapunzel - and Paradise Lost and some other stuff in LBAF V hehe.

I might write David's Never Have I Ever next. It's the only one I have a proper/concrete idea on. But I keep second guessing like "could it be worse????" lmao.

MILO THATCH GIRLIES ARE BISEXUAL I SAID WHAT I SAID.

No one else other than mavid family ever finds out about what really happened to David. It's what he wanted so they let him have that :)

NO NOT YOU PRONOUNCING GABRIEL LIKE A WHITE PERSON NOAH WHAT IN THE HECK.

Jackson rights only. Always.

#lbaf

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This is the hardest week or so that I've ever had as a longtime swiftie. I saw people say this can't be worse than 2016 but it is for me because back then we were on her side and knew she was being wronged, we could defend her, but this time it's us being hurt and we can't. it's marginalized fans being upset and other fans talking over and ignoring us. I've never felt this bad and I love her and her music so much but I don't know how I'll ever look at her the same after this, and I'm not holding her accountable for that guy's actions, but that she'd be okay with it is complicity and giving him more of a platform, mouthing "ily" (barf) onstage to someone who's views are disgusting? I'm sad. I'm sorry it's been really hard for you. 😞

i'm so sorry. i'm at the point where i don't have words to express it because it's just exhausting and is crushing my heart. and i know i shouldn't even look at comments for my own mental health, but i've read a lot of things in the sub, and it's...killing me to see fans feeling this way, especially bipocs/jewish/muslim/disabled (is there a marginalized group he hasn't targeted? :/) fans, that they are not only asking these questions about her, but that they are feeling unsafe and unheard in the fandom. this post was shared with me, and it's a difficult read but it articulates a lot about the impact here, as do many of the comments.

my emotions have ranged all over the place this past week, but where i am now is this deep sense of sadness because i don't know what to do or where to go from here. she is intimately tied to her music, in an unusual way (i'd argue she's more connected to hers in ways fans know about than many other artists), which makes it difficult to separate. and yet her music is also ours and has accompanied countless fans through their lives, sometimes for many years (like i've said, fifteen in my case!), and that matters too and is extremely hard to disconnect from - music is such a profound and precious thing, it's not only sentimentality, it's in the very wiring of our brains, it's in our core memories. knowing fans are grappling with pain from that and trying to reconcile it...it hurts me so much. and there's a realization that overall, anyone struggling is still in a minority, so it doesn't make that much difference - thousands of people being upset feels wrong and terrible to me, no one should be experiencing that, and yet that's such a tiny fraction out of millions, which i think is another part of why the ones raising their voices feel a bit lost. i'm also frankly sick of seeing pushback about how fans hurting right now shouldn't be allowed to speak, because some intense double standards are at play (praise her and never criticize her is not a fair or healthy environment tbh). every fan i've seen upset is very clear about why, they're not holding her responsible for his actions, they're not confusing their reaction with real activism or social justice, they are raising concerns, and they're grieving a safe place that brought them joy and comfort before. you can't underestimate what art means to people and how valuable that safe space is, to feel like it's been shattered is a deep loss.

kelly (@butimnotseventeen) wrote a post about why this isn't comparable to 2016, and i think part of the conflict here is that, previously, it was always us with her, against the many who've torn her down and hated her unfairly. in this instance...that's not the situation. this is fans hurt and disappointed, and not being able to defend her, and it's also fans against other fans, which i think has made the anger worse. feeling attacked and shut out in a space you've cultivated and that makes you happy is terrible.

idk if we've reached the moment yet where we have to decide what we're going to do moving forward, or that moment likely will come at different times for everyone who's currently struggling. this is not something that's going to be addressed, and i think everyone needs to face the reality of that. we cannot demand anything from her personal life, and everyone knows that. if he apologizes, it will be because his hand was forced, and it won't change anything. if/when they break up, this still happened. anyone who leaves the fandom permanently is a drop in the bucket compared to how vast the fanbase is, so ultimately it's like...the decision you make should be centered on you and your well-being only. allow it to be about you, and your heart, because there's unfortunately no larger impact to be had here. is her music still meaningful to you, does it still make you happy? you're allowed to hold onto it. do you still love her and are you able to recognize she is flawed and contradictory and a wealthy white celebrity who lives in a world of privilege and never has to confront certain realities, can you reconcile that with caring about and enjoying her? because it's not wrong or hypocritical if you do. it's complicated. and if you want to step away for a while, or permanently, you're allowed that too. it truly is whatever is best for you.

selfishly, i miss coming on here and reblogging posts about her (and the beautiful things creators make) and being happy and excited, i miss coming on here and not feeling a sense of unease, and while i am in groups he targeted, and fundamentally am disgusted as a woman and human being, i cannot imagine what it's been like for bipoc fans. i've intentionally prioritized those of you who are hurt because you're important and you've been impacted in a way that taylor, who is not here seeing this, will never understand. she will never know how vulnerable fans feel. she will never have to read your pained and disappointed messages and try to counsel people through this. it makes me ache that any of us are struggling or experiencing that disconnect. i'm personally more affected by caring about other fans right now than i am by her, though i am worried about her to a degree too. we desperately need to hold onto empathy whenever we can.

her music has been such a light and carried me through so much. there's almost an irony to the fact that at any other time when i was hurt, i'd immediately turn to her music for comfort, and at the moment that's exactly where i can't go. it's very heavy and hard to say when that will fade. i just...i want you to know i've heard you and i love you and i'm sorry. i'm sorry you're hurt and sad. i wish i could do more. i wish i could predict the future and somehow tell you this will get better. i wish nobody felt this way at all. you matter and your safety and happiness matter. you can decide what brings that to you, and i hope you can keep finding it.

#i just. am so sad #anonymous #letterbox #thrown out speeches

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