#but they said lesbian rights w their whole chests

[sweet-lover-girl]

spring(sundress with no panties season) is here! abby better get her ass over her and do the nasty work!

Yeah! No panties season!

I’m so sorry I just now got to this love T.T also I feel like this gets off track? So I’m sorry if it does…I really hope you like it never the less though!

Warning(s): Lesbian sex, Abby eats you out from the back, oral sex(reader receiving), ass slapping(a lot of it), reader has hair(hair not specified), public sex(it takes place outside but no one is around), a lot of nicknames(I.e babygirl, pumpkin, good girl), dry humping, brief touch of aftercare, and I think that’s it?

NO MINORS PAST THIS POINT!!!

Pushing you up against the tree— Abby kneeled down on the ground with her thighs spread and lifted the skirt of the dress up before she started to eat you out from the back, and since you weren’t wearing panties it made her job all the more easier as she licked at you slick as it leaks down your inner thighs. Your back arched so your chest was pressed against the rough bark of the tree, your cheek rubbing against it and caused a sore little rash but you were to far to care. Abby wait— you moan out, barely trying to stop her assault on your cunt.

Abby had took you out on a little date outside the stadium walls, nothing far away just into the surrounding trees. She told you to dress up— but she didn’t think you would wear an actual dress. The little sandy colored dress that contrasted gorgeously with your skin tone ended just above your kneecaps, showing off the length of your beautiful legs. The shoulders of the dress were a little puffy and leads down to a sweetheart neck line.

The ruched dress was an amazing find on your half, you had gone on a patrol last week and with it getting hotter you wanted something cooler to wear. You happened to stumble over the very dress you are currently wearing— and decided to wear it today on your date. You just didn’t know it would have such an affect in Abby.

“Abby please—wait, w-what if someone sees?”

“Let me worry about that Sweet girl.” She said pulling away from your wet pussy, your sweet nectar and her saliva were dripping down her chin, but she could care less. The messier the better.

You whine as she got back to work, kissing at your little twitching button. Abby moans at the slight salty taste that was uniquely you— as she sticks her tongue into your clenched cunt. She loved how - no matter how many times she fucks you, your little cunt always stays so tight. Abby groaned and dropped her left hand down to her own crotch, grasping at it and rubbing over her large clit through the rough material of her cargo pants. you always made her ache so bad, she couldn’t help but touch herself to reviled that sweet pain.

She breathed in your scent as she lifted her right hand up and slammed it back down on your ass cheek, making a loud CLAP sound. You squeal out and cry as Abby left her hand there, not lifting it once it made contact with your ass. It made the pain much more sore but so fucking good. It made your cunt throb as your whole body trembles. Abby chuckles darkly and lifts her hand up once more and slammed it back down on the same— already tender spot. You cry out again and your foot lifts off the ground a little and stomps down on the damp soil with a quite thud.

Abby pulls away,”There you go baby,” She grips at the sore spot,”Let it out.”

You groan as her fingers dig into the fat of your ass, grasping at the hand print she left behind. Abby ‘s not fair, you whine. Making her stand up to loom over your trembling form, her shadow casted over you and blocked the bright sun. You whimper as you look up to meet her blue eyes that were now black from lust but still so beautiful. You let out a little sound as you feel her right hand snake up the back of your head and grab the roots of you hair before pulling your head back, making your already arched back arch even more. Your ass pushing into her hips, she lifts her left hand to place it on the tree to help balance herself as she leaned over you. Her eyes narrowed at you as she looked down at you from the bridge of her nose, your big doe like eyes cut upwards to look at her upside down. You were bitting you lower lip as you wait for her to speak.

“You’re lucky I don’t have my strap,” she leaned in closer,”Because I would be fucking you so hard right now.” Her warm breath washed over you and you felt your cunt throb again at her words. You leaned up to try and kiss her but she quickly leaned back, keeping your hair in her grasp to keep your back arched into her pelvis. She dropped her left hand heavily onto your ass cheek, doing the same thing she did to the right side, making you wince. “but I don’t think you deserve it to be honest,” she sighed as she slapped you ass again. “Because you’re a naughty girl, not even wearing panties.”

You whine as you grind your ass against her hips and she rolls them against your ass, she does this a few times. Just rolling them before she let’s go of your hair and places her hands on your waist and pulled you back a little away from the tree. You made a questioning sound and turned your head to look at her— but then your felt that first fake thrust against your ass. You gasp as she does this, your hands clench the bark tightly, was she— she did it again.

She was humping you.

Abby was humping your ass like she did when she was fucking you, reenacting those thrusts. Her thrust were so hard your exposed ass jiggled and your tits bounced. She leaned over your back and slip her hands up from your waist and grabbed the rim of your neckline before pulling it down to free your breasts, and to find out you weren’t wearing a bra either. She chuckled lowly in your right ear as her hands grabbed your tits, gripping that pillowy fat and pinched at your nipples. You gasp and arch you back little more, pushing your breasts into her warm hands.

“Not wearing a bra either,” She nipped at your ear lobe. “My babygirl really wanted to get fucked today, huh.”

She nuzzles her face against your neck in a sweet soft moment, finally enjoying being alone after not having hardly any alone time this last mouth. Of course you two shared a room but you were both so tired after the long days, you could hardly stay awake long enough to say ‘I love you’. She finally decided to stop teasing you as you let out a quite whine.

“Okay my sweet little Pumpkin, I’ll take care of you. Been so good for me this last mouth, waiting so patiently.”

Abby leaned back and kneeled back down on the ground, placing kisses on the tender spots on your ass cheeks from were she slapped you. She looked at your sopping wet cunt that was just dripping sweet honey. She placed a kiss on your clit, before she finally licked a long stripe from your clit to your clenched hole— moaning out as she gathered up your salty slick onto her tongue, her taste buds buzzing.

You ground your hips back against her face making her growl out, “be a little more patient for me pumpkin,” she licked at your weeping hole, lemme get a taste. She growled.

Your eyes fell shut and your arms wobbled as you suddenly felt dizzy, you lean your cheek against the tree again and softly mewl out. She hums against your clit in acknowledgment, she knew she made you dizzy— as you told her before. And she did, she made you so fucking dizzy.

You jump when you suddenly feel that hot white burn in your lower abdomen, that sweet heat that signaled your blissful end was near. You tremble as Abby continued to suck on your clit, bouncing it on her tongue and humming around it as she moaned. She wrapped her arms tightly around your thighs, pulling you closer to her mouth as she made out with your pussy.

“Abs ‘m gonna cum,” you breath out. “gonna cum.”

You roll your hips up and down, grinding your dripping pussy across her mouth, she growls deeply and sticks her tongue out for your to ride. Her hands moved to your ass to help bounce you up and down.

“Fuck—mm, feels s’ good baby,” your praise her.

You felt your cunt throbs as she groaned out, sending the vibrations up your spine. Please—please you beg, please let me cum. You feel Abby nod her head and she hums again.

Your eyes roll back and as you mouth falls open into an ‘o’ shape, your legs trembling as you gasp for air, not a sound coming from your lips. Abby uses her hands to grip your ass and pull you back down when your pull away, as punishment she shakes your ass a little again to make your clit grind against her chin as she licks at your hole to overstimulate you.

You cry out as she did this and you pull away once more, clawing at the tree bark and breaking some off, making Abby pull away from your weeping pussy breathless as she hears the bark break. She quickly stands up and leans around you to grab your hands and unclench them from the tree, she was worried you might hurt yourself on accident and she did see a few little scraps on the tip of your fingers, but it was nothing to cry home about. She placed kisses on your fingers as you leaned back against her, your head laying on her shoulder and your eyes closed as you catch your breath. Your dress falling back down to cover your decency, and Abby pulled the top back over your tits.

Abby smiles and while still holding your hands she wraps her arms around you and makes your hug yourself with her. She lays her head on your head and places gentle kisses there, closing her eyes as she took in the quite moment in nature with you, letting you soak up that glorious afterglow with her.

Your legs trembled and you staggered a little which made Abby sit down in the ground with you, pulling you to sit on her lap so your pretty dress doesn’t get ruined. She leans back against the tree under the shade and cuddles you close to her chest, leaning down she places another kiss on your head and whisper sweet praises to you.

“Did so well for me babygirl, I love you so much.” And “My good girl, always does so good for me.”

You hum as you relax into her chest and lean your head on her shoulder again— suddenly you felt your tummy rumble, making you sigh. Abby giggles,”You hungry baby?” She reached for her backpack and you look up as she pulls out peanut butter cracks and two apples. Your favorite snacks. You sit up quickly and smile brightly at her and she holds a cracker to your lips. You take a bite with a cute small sound that made Abby’s heart melt. As she was feeding you she used her free hand to rub at your back, gently scratching her nails across the skin giving you goosebumps. Under the bright Seattle sun you both sat there feeding each other, finally enjoying your alone time together.

#lovely people #anon ask #abby anderson #abby anderson/reader #abby tlou #wlw #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x you #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson smut #abby anderson tlou2 #abby the last of us #abby x reader #abby anderson/you #abby anderson fluff #abby anderson fan fiction #Abby Anderson Blurbs

[misguidedpebble]

also while i’ve been wanting to replay buso 2 again, i remembered how much i relate to min when it comes to their gender. like the whole speech they said about feeling disconnected from being a girl and getting really grossed out from being referred to as a “lady” or “ma’am” IS SO RELATABLE bc i’ve always hated being referred to as a lady because that’s just. not who i am yk. i’m really glad brianna added that scene w/ them talking to diya about that cus it’s so nice to see that in the media somewhere :”)) it’s so nice seeing non-binary lesbian representation as i feel there’s so little of it. and it’s even better that min was able to explain their feelings about their gender in a way that felt so relatable and understandable. like i remember me and my gf were on call while playing through that scene and tears welled up in my eyes at how relatable it was for me and i got a feeling in my chest that was so happy and grateful to see this representation right in front of my eyes

tldr; love the relatable representation of min’s gender in buso 2 and i loved the way they explained it to diya 🫶

#butterfly soup #butterfly soup 2 #butterflysoup2 #diya butterfly soup #min seo butterfly soup #butterflysoup #min butterfly soup #butterfly soup 2 spoilers #nonbinary lesbian #lesbians #nonbinary #lesbian #I LOVE GOOD NON-BINARY LESBIAN REP!!!!

[crimsonandcloverwrites]

OK BLOOM TOWN CH10 LIVEBLOG THOUGHTS LETS GO

@n0tmyname you have ended me I loved this chapter so much but I need to go sleep for 17 hours to recover

Dani introducing herself to the horse please that’s so cute

Dani stressing she’s fucked up and is never going to find them... relateable but like nooo baby u can do it i believe in you

ok we’re screaming it out. sexy and effective we love to see it

:(:(:( I fucking knew Bly was gonna be empty when she got there but it still guts me

WAIT OK THEY’RE NOT GONE HALLELUJAH

BUT OH NO FLORA

I know this is not going in a positive direction but my brain will not stop singing reunited and it feels so gooood @ Dani and Jamie seeing each other again for the first time

Jamie why are u mad and do u want to kiss Dani about it

oh flora :(:(

i need my glasses prescription updated and it is very obvious right now but I couldn’t get an appointment until August like did they not know there would be a very long lesbian fanfiction update I would need to read before then #HelpMyEyesHurtButICantStopReading

the envelope??? what choice what’s happening. wait is Jamie leaving them? please I will cry she is so good

OH NO WHERE IS PETER WHAT SHENANIGANS ARE AFOOT

poor sweet miles :( you will find bloom town one day i believe in it

Dani... just wants to protect her girl... even when... she’s being... a stubborn ass.

lmao she out stubborned her THAT’S MY GIRL

oh they’re so soft for each other I need that soft emoji with the big eyes but i’m on stupid desktop but just like insert 10000 of them here

i am 3ms away from cryin at all moments

“I don’t want you different.”  I DON’T WANT YOU DIFFERENT please I am so fragile

the gunshot.... may I just say... BANG BANG INTO THE ROOM (I KNOW YOU WANT IT). it has started

god I hate guns but Jamie with weapons... sexy

JAMIE THERE IS DANGER AFOOT NO TIME TO BE FLIRT ROASTING DANI ABOUT HER INABILITY TO AIM

foot fetishists hate her

holy shit A MAN

A MAN WITH A GUN

aaaand he’s gone

WHERE IS PETE BOY YOU BETTER EMERGE AT AN UNEXPECTED MOMENT AND SAVE THE DAY

heart in my dang throat this is so stressful

ok going to my happy place (thinking about Jamie tending to Dani’s wounds when this is all over)

NOOO NOT ANOTHER MAN. LEAVE DANI ALONE

raise your hand if you too are a fiery little bitch with unnatural inclinations

JAMIE TO THE RESCUE. dang ok gruesome but deserved

“something akin to hope began to light in Dani’s chest” IT’S A TRAP

stress snacking my way through this. it’s mashed potato time

“Still, anger burned more brightly than fear.“ THAT’S MY GIRL

ooooh Jamie with the knife skills I am listening

godddd she goes so hard for dani THEY’RE IN LOVE YOUR HONOUR

“The Lord commanded you to be an enormous twat?” PLEASE

oh ick

getting into an emotional discussions in the middle of a gunfight... classic lesbians

getting all sappy with each other in the middle of a gunfight... classic lesbians (but seriously “I still can’t believe you came back” “I can’t believe I found you” has me soft as shit. sap away lesbians)

lmao edmund getting all riled n Jamie’s just like sorry I ball harder than u ever will #GirlBoss

oh my god jamie the kerosene

NOOO THIS IS NOT HOW IT’S SUPPOSED TO GO

“Jamie wouldn’t do something as stupid as dying.” no she would not especially when she’s got a happily ever after to live

god they’re hanging off a fucking cliff I’m sweating

wow u just gonna save an ugly man first when Dani is right there

oh my god? oh my god. he dead

oh my god this fucking asshole

JAMIE RIGHT NOW WOULD BE A SWELL TIME TO COME BACK FROM THE DEAD

DANI YOU’RE NOT GONNA DIE YOU’RE THE MAIN CHARACTER (NO ONE TALK ABOUT THE SOURCE MARTERIAL)

oh my god dani climb for your life i believe in u

yes girl use ur lesbian rage and scream ur way to the top

Dani climbin over that edge like I LIVED BITCH

OH MY GOD JAMIE TURNING UP ON HORSEBACK LIKE I LIVED BITCH

PLEASE THEY ARE BOTH SAFE I’M SO HAPPY SHOULD I STOP READING RIGHT NOW I KNOW THIS PEACE CANNOT HOLD

nooo not moon :(:(:( please be safe

no no no no no

oh moon. dang this fic for making me cry

mikey. fuuuuck

“I poison things.” Jamie no

I cannot stop crying

I would like to file a complaint for emotional disress DON’T MAKE THEM FIGHT EVEN IF THEY NEED TO GET THIS SHIT OUT BEFORE THEY CAN COME TOGETHER AND BE STRONG I DON’T WANT IT RIGHT NOW

HOW DARE YOU WITH THE ‘WE COULD HAVE SO MANY MORE YEARS TOGETHER’ ROLE REVERSAL. NOT LIKE THIS

I need to take a break i can’t see w these blurry eyes but I wanna keep reading :/

in another lifetime?!?!?!?! NO. THIS ONE. THIS LIFETIME

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

JAMIE WHAT IS SHE GOING TO DO WITHOUT YOU. WHERE IS SHE GOING TO GO. COME BACK

“I’m all alone now.” and now I’m sobbing again

ati’iwan ka’si-tsi... fearless.... most brave and powerful woman.... *with tears in my eyes* so true besties

“The ceremony is for you.”

I love imaginary Jamie saying things to her.... Edward Cullen who

dabai means sun. oh

To quote those dang bhah geniuses...Jamie come home

moon was Jamie’s soul twin..... as if this didn’t hurt enough already

wait the... the sun and the moon... they’re never alone.... pls

“Then you’ll continue to light the moon from afar and each day it will hurt a little less.” PLS

Dani is going to build her own Bloom Town and it’s going to be a wonderful place and everyone in it is going to thrive and JAMIE IS GOING TO COME HOME

I think I’ve been missing you my whole life...................................

I’m going insane

find her pieces and put them back together. JAMIE SHE CAN ONLY DO IT IF YOU’LL LET HER

“It’s a Hawthorn leaf,” he said. “She says it’s used to heal the heart.”  PLEASE MAY I HAVE SOME HAWTHORN

#bloom town #bloom town spoilers #truly every silly little thought that crossed my mind. read at ur own risk

[bokunohoeacademia]

characters | Jirou, Momo, Uraraka

req |  May I request Jirou, Momo and Ochako with a smoll + shy girlfriend wanting to kiss them but being too awkward to try? Don’t mind me just being a pining Lesbian >\\_\\

a/n my bisexual ass is in love with this cute request

-------

Jirou

Both of you were sitting in her room while Jirou played on her guitar and you watched intently, loving everything she strung to. She was so talented and beautiful, and you couldn’t have been any luckier to have her. 

The more you watched her, the more your heart beat thumped a little faster. Jirou looked so content and relaxed. You looked dreamily at her, and soon enough, your body has leaning closer to hers. You just wanted to...

Once you realized what you were about to do, you jerked back quickly and awkwardly. You couldn’t believe you were about to kiss her and interrupt her playing.

She clearly noticed the sudden shift from you, “Everything okay there, Y/n?” 

Now you were sweating nervously. How do you even kiss your own girlfriend without being weird? Sometimes you wish you weren’t a shy person because maybe then it would be easier. 

Luckily however, Jirou seemed to sense your intention. She gently smiled at you as she set her guitar to the side. She scooted closer to you, thinking about how cute you are when you get shy and just as blushy as you are because of you. But there’s no reason for it since she’s your girlfriend and would never judge you for wanting a kiss. 

“It’s a kiss you wanted, right? You don’t have to be shy around me,” she said. Then she cupped your right cheek and pulled you into a quick kiss. Though you were shy about it, you’re glad that she can take the initiative when you can’t.

Uraraka

Training sessions with Uraraka are always fun, but frustrating at the same time. On one hand, you get to see how cool and strong your girlfriend is. On the other hand though, she always ends up kicking your butt. 

“Since I won this time, is my reward a kiss?” she cheekily asked as she helped you up from the floor mat. 

Instantly a blush formed on your cheeks, “W-what?!” Asking for a kiss so suddenly was surprising and scary. You’ve kissed your girlfriend plenty of times, but you’re still shy to initiate any of the kissing yourself. 

Uraraka knew exactly what she was doing. She knows how shy and flustered you become when it comes to her. She just likes to tease you and see you blush because she thinks it’s cute! Once you begin to stutter out excuses, she stop her teasing, “It’s okay, Y/n! I’ll keep kissing you until you get used to kissing me. Does that sound good?”

Just as your malfunctioning from her words, she comes up to you and holds your face in her hands. There’s a bright grin on her face when she leans in to give you a short, yet sweet kiss. 

“See? Not so bad!” she pointed out. But it was hard to believe when your heart was pounding in your chest. 

Momo

The cute cafe date Momo has taken you out on has her in high spirits. The two of you sat outside the shop at one of the tables eating mini cakes and drinking tea. The super expensive cafe she chosen was a bit much, but sweet nevertheless. 

Once the two of you were finished, you stood up from your seats to get ready to leave. Before you could make any other moves, Momo stopped you when she noticed something at the corner of your lips. She towered over you since she was a whole person taller than you. 

Then she bent down to meet you face to face. At first you were confused as to what she was doing. Then she answered you, “Hold on, you still have some crumbs on your face,” she took a napkin to wipe away any remaining crumbs. 

With how close her face was to yours, you couldn’t help but get nervous. Her lips were practically just a few inches away from yours! Momo noticed the blush on your cheeks and smiled softly. She knew how shy you could get when trying to show affection, and honestly, she thought it was adorable. 

She had very little restraint when it came to giving you a peck on the lips. Suddenly, you felt like you were on cloud 9 and nearly passed out because of how embarrassed you felt. 

Momo giggled, “Sorry, I couldn’t resist kissing someone who’s so cute!”

#bnha imagines #bnha reactions #bnha headcanons #mha imagines #mha reactions #mha headcanons #momo yaoyorozu #uraraka ochako #jirou kyouka

[leverage-ot3]

notable moments from The Tap Out Job

leverage 2.02

Jack: Somebody drugged his water. It's an old boxing trick. He couldn't defend himself, and... He's still in the hospital.

that’s fucked

- - - - -

Eliot: It's not a cockfight. All right? Let me show you something, Hardison. Come here. Can I borrow you? (puts a gentle hand on Parker’s hip, guiding her to the open space behind the couch) All right. Square up. Remember what I showed you?

(Hardison and Parker square up)

Hardison: Are you...

Eliot: There's three phases to an MMA--to an MMA fight, okay? One, striking. (Parker punches Hardison in the face) Nice. Next is grappling, the takedown. (Parker grabs Hardison and throws him on the floor) Exactly. All right. The third one is jujitsu. Okay, try to isolate a joint. (Parker gets Hardison in a hold) That's good. That's a textbook armbar, Parker. Put some pressure on there.

Parker: Like this?

Eliot: There you go. Or you can go for a choke hold.

Hardison: She got to be choking me. (tries to get away)

Eliot: Remember that thing that I showed you?

Parker: Oh, yeah. The choke.

Eliot: Lock that in. All right. You don't have to hold the arm. See, that's a triangle choke. That's nasty. Puts pressure on his carotid artery, and the guy will submit by tap out.

Hardison (tapping the ground): Eliot, I'm tapping! I'm tapping!

Eliot: These fights are won by inches, I'm telling you.

Hardison: I can't breathe!

Eliot: All about leverage.

Sophie: Yeah, it looks really painful.

Hardison: It is painful!

Nate: No TV deal, you said, huh? Hardison, what are this guy's other interests, this Rucker guy?

Hardison: Seriously, you ask me a question right now...

Sophie: I'll take that. Yeah, rotary club, golf membership.

Nate: Golf, huh?

Hardison: Help me!

Sophie: Yeah. I mean, this guy's like a 1950s sitcom character. He plays a weekly game with the local businessmen. In fact, last year, he won the club championship.

Nate: Did he? Hmm.

Hardison: Let me go!

Nate: I guess it's...

Hardison: She's killing me!

Nate: …it's time to hit the links.

Hardison: I'm cool. Just let me go real quick.

eliot canonically teaches parker how to fight in his spare time and I LOVE THAT

fucking CHAOTIC OT3 + parker is having a great time while hardison is dying

ALSO can we just for a minute appreciate how when she puts him in a chokehold she was wrapping her legs around his neck, which basically had his head in her crotch area and !!! it wasn’t sexualized at al !!! literally A N Y other show would have sexualized it even just a little bit but not leverage. never leverage.

- - - - -

I love it when they fuck with peoples gear (like with the baseballs or hockey pucks or in this instance the golf balls)

- - - - -

parker playing with the golf club covers

- - - - -

literally EVERY con has nate being an asshole (this one was one of the more annoying ones tho)

- - - - -

hi I am but a simple bi and eliot in that grey hoodie was VERY attractive

- - - - -

Room Service: Room service. Can I help you?

Sophie: Yeah, no, I can't eat this. I'm sorry?

Everything on my plate is yellow.

Room Service: It's chicken-fried steak.

Sophie: It's what? Chicken-fried steak?

Room Service: Yes.

Sophie: No, let me just tell you, all right. Meat should never be used as an adjective.

~ a little while late ~

Sophie: I'm starving.

Parker: I found these in the minibar. (throws her a bag)

Sophie: "Pork Rinds"? How do you peel a pig? (throws it back)

- - - - -

Hardison: Got it. See, Online video websites, they track viewer hits by IP Address, so the trick is to just spoof a bunch of IPs, then write a script that lets you browse the video page via the proxy list and...

- - - - -

Sophie: Well, this guy, he just--he give me the creeps.

Eliot: We've gone up against rougher dudes than this before.

Sophie: I know. But it's this whole treating people as commodities. This whole barbaric sport.

Eliot: Hey, don't lump these guys in with Rucker. All right, he's not what the sport's about.

Sophie: Eliot, this "sport" is about two guys beating the crap out of each other.

Eliot: MMA fighters act with more respect than any other athlete I've seen.

Sophie: Yeah, they're "Braveheart," I get it.

Eliot: No, you don't. These guys don't fight because they like hurting other people, all right. They fight to gain some sort of control over their opponents, over their environment, over their lives. Have you seen this town? Huh? The farms are drying up. The only stores are bail bondsmen and pawn shops, and there's nothing they can do about it. So, yeah, they get in the ring and try not to let it all suffocate them. (a beat, he smiles) And it's about two guys beating the crap out of each other. (she smiles back)

- - - - -

eliot is wearing a green flannel in this one and it looks very nice and comfy

- - - - -

Rucker: Well, bottom line is, you need good product. What event are you here to produce?

[Interior Van]

Hardison: On it. There's a tractor pull in grand island, a livestock show in council bluffs, white people doing other white things…

pls keep calling out white people pls we deserve it lmfao

- - - - -

Director (in car looking at his phone): Come on! Come on! Give me something! Come on! Is this gonna take long?

Nate (through window): No. Two shakes. Are you in a hurry?

Director: Even half a bar... what? Yes. Hurry. Does anyone in this backwater hellhole know what that means?

Nate: You're a director, right? What was your name again?

Director: What? It's Laurence. Todd Laurence.

Nate: Todd, well, listen, Mr. Laurence. See, I wrote a script...

Director: Huh?

Nate: Yeah. It's about a limo driver who solves mysteries till his wife leaves him for --

Director: For the love of god!

Nate: ...the best part: The feed store manager. Right? His wife…

Director: Yeah...?

Nate: Tramp...

Director: Hey, hee-haw, move the car! Okay

- - - - -

parker in leather pants, a bright yellow ‘I heart Nebraska’ tshirt and weird hat, eating a corn dog? ,,,a look I guess

- - - - -

Hardison (showing passes): So, I'm Todd Laurence? (girls flock to Hardison) Ladies, please, look. For the last time, I am not the tailback for the cornhuskers. Go! I don't even know what a cornhusker is.

- - - - -

Rucker: And all you need is a product?

Sophie: Well, that's what they are: Products. You get the girls with Trianna, you get the boys with MMA. And there's always another fresh-faced princess ready to go through the singing/dancing mill in Florida. Occasionally, we let one be a lesbian, keeps the press on their toes

- - - - -

Hardison: What? What? W-what was I supposed to do? It was cousin Jimmy.

Sophie: He's right. We couldn't have planned for that.

Hardison: Look, you know what I can do? I can re-task a satellite, I can get a level 3 NSA clearance, but I can't hack a hick

- - - - -

Eliot: All right, it doesn't matter. What do we do now?

Parker: We can move the Howorth.

Eliot: We're not moving the Howorths. All right? This is their home. That means something to people here.

Sophie: Yeah, we can't babysit them forever.

Nate: We've taken out bigger players than this. You know, there's got to be some way, something we can...

Eliot: No, no! I take the dive.

Sophie: You sure?

Hardison: Give me some time, okay? I've found some funny business in Rucker's accounts. I can move some things.

Eliot: Forget the fact that we just got beat by Barney Fife, all right? This is the right move. Tactically it's the right move. You all know that. (walks away)

none of them want to see eliot hurt more than he needs to or see him go down like that and I cry

alec ‘give me five minutes I will do literally anything for eliot’ hardison

- - - - -

Sophie: Hey. Listen, you-you don't have to do this, you know. Nate's gonna come up with something.

Eliot: I'm losing a fight, Sophie. I'm not diving on a grenade. I'll be all right.

Sophie: Yeah, I know. I'm not talking physically.

Eliot: I think my ego can handle it.

Sophie: Look, you told me that it's about control, about knowing that you're never gonna be the victim. And that's what keeps you going, right?

Eliot: You think I'm upset 'cause I got to let this guy kick my ass? I learned a long time ago, you can't control the violence. I can take the punishment. That's what I do. What I need to control is not out there. (touches his chest) It's here. Always.

(Sophie smiles and walks away)

- - - - -

hardison holds eliots face before he fights I never noticed that before

+ eliot’s hair is curly when it’s wet/when he’s sweaty. this means he blowdries his hair on a regular basis. eliot, as a part of taking control of himself and his life after moreau took interest in self care and taking care of his hair in this essay I will-

- - - - -

one thing I love about this is that eliot doesn’t have a six pack (see this commentary I made with a few lovely additions by my mutuals)

- - - - -

Jack: Where's Rucker?

Hardison: Oh, the Iowa State Police just got a tip that a fugitive is headed into their jurisdiction. And I'm pretty sure crossing state lines with a bag full of cash won't look too good.

Parker: Especially when they find the little surprise in his trunk.

[Flashback, Pawn Shop]

Parker: I need guns. (dumping money on counter) $6,000 worth. And one of those.

LMFAO THERE WAS A TUBA TOO

- - - - -

Doctor (examining Eliot): You took a hell of a pounding. We should get you a CT scan. You could have internal bleeding.

Jack: You let yourself get hammered like that on purpose? That's a hell of a lot of punishment to take.

Sophie: That's what he does.

- - - - -

eliot held the rope up for parker to step under when they were getting out of the ring

- - - - -

Sophie (to Parker): Pork rind? They're actually pretty good. (parker shakes her head and rubs her stomach) You sure?

sophie nO

#leverage #leverage 2.02 #leverage 2x02 #the tap out job #the tap-out job #leverage season 2 #season 2 #notable moments #mine

[herandhearelove]

Coming out.

TL;DR: I am genderfluid. All of my characters will remain the same, except for Ashley/Halsey*, who will now go by Ash/Halsey— NOT Ashley, regardless of gender. Current pronouns will be in my username and easily visible.

I will be continuing to do primarily lewd roleplay, and because this is a fantasy where I can be free of dysphoria, Ash will anatomically match whatever his/her current gender is, which will also be whatever my OOC gender as a writer is. My writer tag will continue to be Sooki, as it is gender neutral.

I very, very, very strongly urge you to read the rest of this post so you may understand me better— ESPECIALLY if you do not believe gender fluidity exists.

If you wish to interact with me however, especially in any long term capacity, reading this is mandatory.

* edit: this also works exactly the same for my portrayal of Loki. I wrote this believing Ash would be the only genderfluid character I played, and the post is so large that I cannot be bothered to update it. Works exactly the same way though!!!

Overview.

Hey guys.

So, this has been a very long time coming. My understanding of gender has been called into question over the last few months, and I have had a very rapid period of change and self discovery. Roleplay has greatly assisted this. My friends have been accepting, my life has evolved, and I have even chosen a new name to go by out of character with the help of my friends in this community.

I am genderfluid. This means my gender is in flux, to the point that I feel extremely uncomfortable being referred to as a Female or as a Male at times, as well as experiencing shifting dysphoria against the parts of my body that assign me to the gender I am not associating with. My jawline, on some days, is a celebration. On others, it’s a reminder that the world perceives me one way, and that I have to work to change it. Some days, I feel pained that I am so flat chested, as I feel like less of a woman. On others, I count myself blessed, because a tank top and a lack of a bra can transform me into a man.

I have been friends with trans people before, and when they came out, I remember feeling like I suddenly didn’t know them. This could not be further from the truth— the Me on the inside, that you are friends with, that you write with, that you occasionally say hi to? They have always been genderfluid. Only now is that being brought to the surface. If you are friends with me, then you have always loved a man without knowing. Nothing about who I am has changed, apart from the fact that I am bringing myself to the surface.

I can think of no other way to explain how I came to this conclusion than to tell my story. I hope that you can all recognise that this part of the post should be unnecessary. I hope that, if I were to end my post here, that you would be able to respect me for who I am, and who I am now realising I have always been. That said, I know that many people do not recognise gender fluidity as legitimate, and I am aware of the fact that simple exposure and explanation is one of the best ways to move towards acceptance. There is a reason many people who live in cities tend to be more accepting of others as a whole— exposure to diversity inherently breeds acceptance.

My story, through the lense of roleplay.

I began to roleplay when I was 17, and joined the lewd community less than 2 weeks after my 18th birthday. My story, however, begins earlier than that, with a brief insight into my real life. I shall be as vague as possible. I am a minor public figure out of character who makes a career off of public perception, and as such, my roleplay accounts being linked to my real life identity could derail my income source. Therefore, detail is impossible. I hope you understand.

When I was very young, I came to the conclusion I was bisexual. I was apparently the last to know this— my coming out was mercifully uneventful. Several years later, I realised that my bisexuality was me still holding onto the patriarchal view that I needed male fulfilment in my life. I coined myself a lesbian. That much has not changed since— although I suppose, after this change, I am now sometimes a straight male. I haven’t thought of myself as straight in a very long time. It is... unusual, after so long.

By the time I joined roleplay I was confident in my sexuality. I thought I was as confident in my gender— I was a “Woman”, capitol W. I did not see the already beginning signs of my gender identity shining through, such as the way I was very stereotypically a “dyke”, but crucially, only sometimes. I felt increasingly like something was wrong. Like I was just a brain, trapped in a body. I didn’t link this to gender issues at all. I assumed it was existential restlessness.

Very early on, I began to play “hung” characters. I found comfort in them, in the idea that I wasn’t less of a woman for wanting a dick, in the fact that I could actually have one! My characters have been varied, but I have returned to this many times. I have only recently realised that this was a projection of my gender issues. I also suffered from “penis envy”, which I would later discover was the beginning of dysphoria. One of my closest friends (Mila, aka @/NYMPHVILE for those who know her) is bisexual, and every time she spoke about sleeping with a man, I felt this pain in my chest. Someone made her happy— and I could never provide that same feeling for her. This should have been a sign long ago about who I was.

One day, I was speaking about these feelings with another of my friends— Mew, aka @/mew_writes, who has too many characters to list here. He suggested, almost nonchalantly, that I might be non binary.

Oh boy.

What followed was a several week long panic. I struggled to believe I was non binary— how could I be, when I associated so strongly with gendered features on both sides of the spectrum? No, I could not be. I talked to non binary people, researched it in my own time. No. It didn’t quite fit.

It was Mila who suggested genderfluid. I told her how I felt and that I might be non binary, and she responded with “that sounds like gender fluid to me.” Truthfully, I didn’t believe it could be possible at first. I didn’t believe gender could fluctuate like that— the people who did that were just making stuff up! In our current world, where women and men can dress as they want, you weren’t gender fluid— that was just your fashion sense.

This was, of course, tied to my views, due to a lack of exposure to gender fluidity. It took time to move past it— but I did, and I stopped gaslighting myself and trusted my instincts.

Once I accepted my gender fluidity, I still rejected masculinity, believing instead that I just fluctuated between female and non binary. With retrospect, this was a fear thing. I had always been gay. Always loved women. Always been a woman. If I was a man? I was a straight guy. I was the same as the men who had denied me so many freedoms, just some guy. It was foolish, of course. Straight men are as diverse and different as every other demographic, and besides— I’m not even a cis man, and I’m not male 100% of the time by a long stretch. This patriarchal worry kept me questioning for weeks longer.

I came to the final conclusion almost unceremoniously. Me and Mila agreed that it was likely an aversion to men, and because it was a masculine day, she began to use male pronouns and we continued as if nothing happened. It didn’t feel right until later that night. I’ll never forget when she called me a good boy for going to sleep on time. It was— dare I say— life changing, and it’s likely she didn’t even realise how much so. I am very lucky that she is bisexual.

A minor tangent.

This part is specifically addressed to those who believe hung accounts are wrong. If you do not feel this, there is little point to you reading this tangent. Feel free to skip ahead.

Here is the part where I very slightly preach at you. Many of the people within the trans community dislike hung characters, feeling like they are being fetishised. There is a large part of me that understands and agrees with this sentiment. If you are playing a hung character but disagree with trans rights or deny trans existence, please educate yourself. Seriously.

Howver, I also urge the trans people within the community to not be too harsh on these characters. I myself would not have discovered my own identity without playing these characters. It’s also worth noting that these characters normalise the idea that a woman with a dick should still be treated as a woman. I am, on an increasing amount of days, a man with a vagina. I have never seen a character portray this, and I would love for it to be normalised.

As part of this point, I also ask you to consider how roleplay functions as an escape. Almost every character in roleplay is what in any other circumstance would be considered a “Mary-Sue.”— a version of the author that represents a desire and encapsulates that feeling. I desperately, desperately wanted a dick, and I couldn’t explain why. Now I can. Not everyone is so fortunate— it has taken me years to come to this conclusion. If a “cis male” is playing a female character but still playing hung, consider what that means. They desire being identified as female so much that they enjoy being thought of as one in the eyes of other people. If a “cis woman” is playing a hung character, she may well be like I was— someone who has not found themselves yet.

These people may also find comfort in the idea that they would be accepted as their preferred gender, without being demeaned within that acceptance because of what is beneath their clothes. That is why many may call themselves hung instead of trans: an escape from that label may be appealing. In my case it was the opposite— legitimising my feelings of dysphoria while being able to continue feeling like a woman made me feel legitimate and happy. I could explain away my feelings while remaining a Cis woman. For so long, I lied to myself— but a part of me doubts I would have ever come to this realisation if I had not had that in-between step.

Many may not even realise this, and it may take time for them to discover whether or not they feel as such. I know many trans women in particular flock to the roleplay community for that very reason— escape from the discomfort of the realities of their physical form.

Then again, perhaps I am reading too much into it. However, in my case, these characters have helped me become who I really am. I urge hesitance with these accounts from the trans community. Not everyone is at the same point in their journey, and ultimately, roleplay is a way that we can become whoever we desire, whether we do so in a lewd way or not. If you disagree with that, I understand why, but that is how I feel on the matter, and I feel like now more than ever I have a degree of authority, however small and insignificant. Every time another account told me I was wrong for the character I played, it felt like a blow to the stomach, and I had no idea why. Turns out, it was the reminder that my outward appearance was reason enough for society to not accept the idea of me having a dick, even in a fantasy world where having one was physically possible.

Why I’m Genderfluid, and other realities.

Many people may wonder why I feel this way. This answer is unfortunately the least complicated, and the most unsatisfying.

I don’t know.

I wish I could give you a medical reason. A brain scan that showed how hormones are flipping me back and forth. But I just... can’t. I question my own sanity regularly, but I am coming to realise that this question is not a part of the real answer. The reality is this:

I’ve spent 19 years NOT being gender fluid. And I can’t spend another day living like that. It’s not that I know for certain with any of this. It’s simply that this is me, and I cannot change it, any more then I can reconstruct my face or delete my memories and upload new ones.

Many people also wonder if this is permanent. This is once again an answer that is painfully disappointing. I simply do not know. This may change— in fact, it is a difficult reality that it is likely. I know more than most that gender is a fickle and fluid thing. Maybe this is a middle step, like my non binary phase was, where I am running from the reality of being a trans man. Maybe this is a phase, where I feel I cannot love a woman while being wholly female, due to internalised homophobia.

But there is another reality worth addressing. No state of being is permanent. Whether I am genderfluid forever or not doesn’t matter. The fact is that now, in this moment, that is my best understanding of myself. If I discover another reality about myself, this does not erase this period of my life from my history. It also will not erase the memory of who was ok with me being who I really am, and who was not. I have tried being cis. I have hidden behind masks all my life. Sooki, my real life persona, Ashley, all my other characters— all masks to a certain degree. Cis was another mask I wore. Now it is off, and I will remember those who screamed and ran away when they saw what was beneath.

What happens with your roleplay characters?

Finally, an unashamedly fun party of the topic.

My characters have always felt just like that: characters. I act in ways that I would not on them all the time. All of my characters will remain as the gender they are, and will continue to well into the future. If I make a new character, I will specify their gender identity, and that will be that. They are not the same as me out of character.

Except for one.

Ash has always been a surrogate for me. Since the moment I made them, they have felt like a character that I can put myself into. They have diverged greatly from Halsey’s real life (although perhaps ironically, I have ultimately ended up following Halsey into a non cis life, as she came out as she/they non binary earlier this year). Me and Mila, along with a host of my other friends, have expanded her into a character with a rich backstory.

As such, I will be making Ash genderfluid to match myself. I understand the urge to make her just like me physically as well. However roleplay is an escape for me, and I quite enjoy the lewd community. Ash is an idealised version of myself, and this will hardly be the first time I have explored something that is not physically possible. And as such:

Ash will physically match my gender identity of the time. This means the whole 9 yards— when female, she will be as she has been up until this point. However, when he is male? No boobs, wider shoulders, maybe even a little bit of body hair, and a cock. It will be large too— I’m a size queen/king and I have no shame in doing such. The stereotypical masculinity of it is a fantasy I could live in forever, a positive pool in which I am able to swim in through my phone. I am able to present with this character as I wish to be one day— and although this is unrealistic with current technology, it is what I dream of. To be very clear— I would be doing this within my mind whether or not it was public and whether or not I was a lewd account. However, I am fond of the lewd community, and to me there is no greater affirmation of my gender than sexual affirmation. I am sure of this decision.

I am lucky to have chosen such a good FC. Halsey speaks to me as a person, and that connection, with retrospect, is not for naught. Halsey presents very masculine at times, giving me material of the same person presenting as both genders and allowing me to keep my FC. I will not be changing character in any way.

For example:

Female presenting:

Male presenting:

This transformational ability will also have an in universe explanation. I will be detailing this more in Ash’s updated backstory, which, if you are seeing this post, is updated and can be found here.

It will involve a little bit of magic, and be tied in with the story of Zia, aka @/NYMPHQUEEN, who helped me craft the story behind it.

So how do I act?

This part is simple! My pronouns will be in my bio. When role playing with me, treat me as a writer and Ash within the scene as you would a cis person of that gender. It’s really that simple.

Some more specifics, for those who would like them.

If we are within a scene and naked, or anything like that— feel free to continue writing within that gender even if I change. I will simply respond when my gender matches the plot and the roleplay will not make me feel dysphoric. No need for mid-story transformations. Easy.

Casual terms like bro, dude, darling, ect ect? All fine regardless of pronouns. My mind considers them gender neutral and I am not fussed about them.

If you slip up, don’t stress. I’m still getting used to this too, and I’m a forgiving person. However, if you disrespect me by deliberately avoiding using the pronouns very obviously displayed in my name, that will be when we have a problem. Then you’re just deliberately being a dick.

Conclusion.

I would like to thank my friends for helping me realise this about myself. In particular, the 3 mentioned in this post: Mew, Mila and Zia. You 3— plus all those knew about this before I went public— have helped me become comfortable enough in this decision to make it public.

And lastly: thank you to you, who has stuck through my long rambling to the end. I hope I have changed your views on gender fluidity if you did not believe in it before, and I hope that, whoever you are, you can respect me as a person and allow me to be myself.

But, I digress. I have rambled for far too long. In the words of Marcus Tullius Cicero:

“If I had more time, I would have written a shorter letter.”

Thank you. I love you.

Sooki (He/She)

[stocking-writes-some-random-crap]

My Princess (Tsubaki x Aoi D4DJ)

Tsubaki, you useless lesbian.

These two deserve a fanfic for themselves. So I wrote it. And I have no regrets.

Characters: Tsubaki Aoyagi, Aoi Miyake (D4DJ)

Word Count: 950

Tsubaki had been sitting alone outside of the venue where RONDO had just performed. Their new song was a hit. Everyone in the audience swooned over Tsubaki and Aoi’s soothing and honey-like voices, dripping with an attraction that caused everyone to fall in love with them.

But something didn’t sit right with Tsubaki.

Sure, she was a perfectionist. There was that. But during that whole show, that whole musical endeavor, something... something deep down bothered her. What was it?

Think, Tsubaki think, the girl urged herself, leaning forward and glancing up at the night sky above. The chatter from the visitors inside the venue became muffled, almost nonexistent, and Tsubaki sighed, biting her thumb in stress.

Okay, it wasn’t the music. Everyone did amazingly well on that. Nobody in the crowd was being an impolite bi... err, being impolite, so what is it? Was it me? Or am I just overthinking things for the one thousandth time? Possibly. But I’m getting a promotion of some sort that’s telling me that I’m wrong! Ugh, make up your jumbled mess of a mind! What is it? What is it?

“Ah, I can’t seem to pin it down,” Tsubaki grumbled, returning her gaze back down to the concrete that she sat on. “Think harder. Think... think...”

Still nothing.

“Damn it...”

“Oh, Tsubaki.”

A relaxing, deep yet airy voice rang from behind the vocalist’s ears. Tsubaki turned around quickly to see Aoi, tall as ever. Aoi’s glance softened and she put her hands in the pockets of her pants, tilting her head ever so slightly.

“What are you doing out here all alone? It’s late, isn’t it?”

“Mm. I guess you could say that.”

Tsubaki’s heart, for some reason, couldn’t stop beating at an incredibly fast rate. It was almost as if she’d just gulped three or four whole cups of coffee out of nowhere. Her face burned, as if she had a sunburn of some sort. She averted her gaze from Aoi.

Aoi sighed, sitting next to Tsubaki.

“Everyone is celebrating inside of the venue,” she said, folding her arms. A small smile graced Aoi’s lips, and to Tsubaki, the stars in the sky began to shine just a bit brighter.

“Celebrating? It’s midnight. Can’t they wait just a bit longer?”

“Apparently Nagisa somehow convinced the staff to throw a huge party. How she did it, I have no idea, but it worked.” A soft chuckle made its way out of Aoi’s lips.

Doki doki! Doki doki!

The throbbing sound coming from Tsubaki’s chest couldn’t control itself. Why did Aoi have to be so perfect? Tsubaki was already baffled before the prince had arrived, but thanks to her, everything suddenly became more confusing. Aoi faced the latter.

“I wasn’t expecting Nagisa to want to host anything this late either,” Aoi laughed, “so of course I was taken aback. Everyone was.”

“R-Really?”

“Yep.” Aoi nodded. “The staff said that she’s a wild one.”

Tsubaki stammered, making her feelings oh so obvious. And in front of someone who would find that cute, too. That was not an ideal choice on her part. Yet Tsubaki was too lovestruck to properly utilize her normally composed mind.

“I-I mean, obviously I’d be shocked! The girl doesn’t know when to calm down...” Tsubaki’s sentence became a murmur. Her heart wanted to jump out of her chest so badly it almost hurt to think about. Not that she really could, but, ah well, the feelings were there. Aoi glanced at Tsubaki.

Her face is red... Oh, you useless lesbian.

Aoi tapped Tsubaki’s shoulder lightly, causing the other to flinch.

“Yes?” Tsubaki replied, tilting her head. Aoi winked, smirking at Tsubaki. Of course, this didn’t calm her gay panicking down— in fact, that only made it worse, by knowing Aoi, there was a 99% chance that she’d intended to do that.

“D-Don’t do that! You’ll make things worse for me!” The shorter girl exclaimed. She flailed her arms about. The defenses holding up her sanity and common sense had broken down into nothingness.

“You try too hard.”

Aoi laughed, smiling gently.

“Tsubaki, do you ever realize how much you attempt to hide your embarrassment around me?”

“Huh...?” Tsubaki paused for a moment. “I mean... I don’t pay attention to that...”

Lies.

Aoi gently lifted Tsubaki’s chin, her lips curved slightly. “You can stop lying to me. After all, you said that you don’t lie to those you love.”

“Eh?! W-Wait! My heart isn’t ready!”

“Then this will prepare it.”

“G-Gaah!”

As Aoi inched closer, Tsubaki’s breathing became more and more shallow. Indeed, she was a useless lesbian.

But all of her anxiety suddenly boiled down when Aoi’s lips met her own.

Tsubaki, at first, was shocked, taking far too long to process what had been going on. But whenever she realized, she melted into the kiss, hugging onto Aoi. Aoi grabbed onto Tsubaki’s waist, pressing her chest against Tsubaki’s.

A few seconds later, Aoi parted the kiss, a small strand of saliva building a bridge from between the gaps of their lips.

“Haah... haah...”

“Tsubaki, you bottom.”

“Wh- Huh?”

Tsubaki looked at the saliva stand, squealing in both delight and terror. How she did it, Aoi didn’t know.

“AHHHHH! I-I did that?!”

“We’ve kissed before,” Aoi sighed, raising an eyebrow. She held out her hand to Tsubaki. “Let’s head inside. We can’t leave the others all by themselves.”

And then the stars shined so bright that they were almost blinding.

One of them just happened to be in front of Tsubaki.

#d4dj #tsubaki aoyagi #aoi miyake #tsubaki x aoi #fanfic #*pulls out writing* ha take this-

[reddieforakiss]

Lesbian Reddie Sleepover Drabble

I’m posting this here because it is NOT good enough for AO3 but I wrote it out so I wanted to put it sOmEwHeRe!

Rated: PG

TW: (light) internalized homophobia

Summary: Richie is a simp for Eddie and wants to kiss her so bad and is dumb about it

Female Eddie and Richie still use their respective names

[[more]]

Richie Laid in bed next to eddie unable to sleep. Eddie was always one to go to bed early, no matter how often she claimed she would stay up past midnight with Richie, she never could. Richie found it adorably amusing, and took no displeasure in getting to watch eddie drift off next to her. On some occasions, eddie would ask Richie to cuddle her, and of course she took her up on the offer every time. Eddie liked to be the little spoon because it “made her feel safe”, something which Richie also found absolutely adorable. Richie loved the feeling of holding eddie from behind, having her chest pressed against her warm back and her nose tucked neatly into eddies long ponytail. She always smelled like coconut shampoo, the kind she would buy at the corner store. Richie had once bought a bottle of it just to smell when she missed eddie, but decided a few days later it was too embarrassing to keep around. But right now wasn’t the time to think about stupid things like that. Richie wanted to focus on the time she had right now, to just coexist with Eddie in such a soft way.

This night Eddie didn’t ask to cuddle, and because Richie was “too much of a pussy” (her own words) to initiate it, they slept with a space between them. To Richie those few inches felt electric, moving, wanting to be filled, wanting Richie to complete the circuit and connect. Her limbs felt on fire in the conscious resistance to not reach out for Eddie. She wanted to touch her so badly, feel her dumb little cotton button up night shirt she insisted on wearing even though it seemed so inconvenient. She wanted to have her hand laid on top of eddies, longing for the few times eddie would interlace their fingers together. Just being in eddies bed should have been enough for her, wrapped in her comforting scent, being next to her warm figure, but it wasn’t. Eddie was jsut so perfect she needed her closer, closer,, closer-

Eddie stirred in her sleep before rolling over to face Richie. There it was. The closeness Richie had wanted, but now, she was too close. Beggars can’t be choosers and Richie new that, but to have Eddie Kaspbrak’s face not even 3 inches away from her own was a new level of torture. Eddies breathe ghosted over Richie’s lips with each exhale, her eyelashes that fluttered so lightly in her sleep we’re now brushing against Richie’s nose. Richie’s breathe shuttered involuntarily, turning her a whole new shade of red. This was torture. This was absolute lesbian torture and the cruel universe knew that. Eddies lips were so close. So so fucking close. Richie tried to clench her eyes shut to focus, focus, focus, but her mind always came back to the warm breath so close to her mouth.

Was this a test? Was it some sick kind of game? The one thing she wanted more than anything was so close but she couldn’t have it. Or could she? Maybe? No no that’s bad that’s so bad. Even if it is just a peck on the lips it’s not up to Richie to make those kind of choices. But god what if? What if just a small kiss, just a tiny one, to know what she’d be missing for the rest of her life.

God she was pathetic. This was all so stupid. Eddie was her best friend, she shouldn’t feel this way. She shouldn’t get butterflies every time eddie smiled. She shouldn’t get jealous anytime eddie would cuddle up with one of the other losers. She shouldn’t like her like that. She was a girl, Eddie was a girl, it was all so dumb! But if it was so dumb then why was she shaking?

Richie wanted to cry, but she couldn’t. She was a dyke and a predatory one at that. To even think of kissing her best friend while she was asleep was disgusting in itself. Richie sighed as soft as she could and pulled her face further away from eddies. She couldn’t do this. Richie turned on her side to face the wall of eddies bedroom. She closed her eyes and tried to drift off. All she wanted was to sleep now. To just go to bed and forget about it all.

“Richie?”

Richie’s eyes shot open and her stomach sunk. Was eddie awake that entire time? Did she notice how long richie stayed there? Was it abnormal to not instantly move away?

“Richie, I know your awake”, Eddie tugged on the back of Richie’s tank top.

Richie rolled over to look at eddie who was now awake and staring intently back at her.

“What is it Ed’s?”, she tried to fake a tired smile.

“Why?”, Eddie said softly as she looked at the girl across from her, “why Richie?”. Richie’s face was blushing and her stomach was now plummeting, “why what eddie?”. Eddies scrunched up tired face pouted, “why won’t you do it?”. “Ahah, Eds I’m not quite so sure what you’re talking about her buddy”, Richie gulped. “You know what I mean Richie”, she moved closer into Richie’s space.

“Every time your over Richie, I try and I try and you never ever do it”. Now Richie was actually confused, what did eddie want?

“Eddie I’m so tired literally what the fuck are you talking about”, Richie’s anxiety and patience was running thin at this point.

“Why don’t you ever kiss me?”

“W-what?”, surely that wasn’t right.

“You never kiss me richie. And I always do stuff to make you do it and you never do and it’s dumb”, Eddie looked actually upset now. “Beverly said you liked me, and maybe she was lying but whenever I pull my moves on you you pause and it has to mean something right?”.

Richie was dumbfounded. What the actual fuck. Richie squeaked, “Moves?”.

Eddie paused awkwardly, “well, yea moves. Like I pretend to go to sleep and I get all close to you and try and get you to kiss me or whatever”, she trailed off in the last bit

“Eddie that’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard”, not a smooth line but Richie was in too much shock from the situation to say anything useful

“Richie that’s mean. You can just say you don’t like me but don’t make fun of my moves okay? Bev gave me advice and you know she knows all about that kind of stuff so,”

“Eddie I do like you, but that’s so stupid”, Richie was now cracking a smile at the idea of Eddie not only liking her back, but being this dumb about it. “Then why don’t you kiss me then?”. “Well I didn’t want to be a creep Eddie,,” “EuGh okay okay whatever can we just”-

Eddie held out her soft hands to hold Richie’s face and leaned in to kiss her. It was soft. She tasted like cherry chapstick and Richie melted into it. When Eddie pulled away, Richie’s eyes were hazy. “Mmm I liked that”, she grinned awkwardly up at eddie who was now propped up on her elbow. “Yea?”, Eddie blushed, “yea.”

#richie tozier #it fandom #beep beep richie #gay #it 2019 #it chapter 2 #it chapter two #it #eddie kaspbrak #fanfiction #reddie fanfic

[thirsthourdemon]

Can you do one for Bakugou, Mina, Tsuyu, Denki,Jirou, and Todoroki with a fem reader that has a panda-like quirk? Can you make it all fluffy too? ❤🦋

Thank you for requesting! We actually dont do my hero academia hcs or fics yet but since you took the time to request, how could we say no? 🥺 Here you are~~~

Panda quirk includes

-Can eat a lot

-Very docile

-Can excude a scent to mark territory or to communicate and scenting mates

-Climbing 10/10

-Sleepy almost all time

-Rages when you touch small thing or things they consider holy and untouchable (like cubs)

-Whines for attention at times

-✨Paw hands✨

||Mina

-She loves playing with you LIKE ALL THE TIME

-She thinks its cute whenever you moan or make little sounds even though to you those sounds say “Please dont touch there”

-C U D D L E S

-Mina loves feeding you and watching you eat, not in a weird way, its just that you eat so much!!!!

-She loves it when you get a little messy with berries because she holds your face with both her hands acnfjsnnkrjn

-Ashido 100% fuckin love love loves! Playing with your paw hands!

-Holding your hand makes her UwU

-Your scent for her smells like flowers and grass and she just loves it when you suddenly start to kiss her hands

-Everyone in the class would be like “Dont you smell like flowers recently? Almost like—“ “Like Y/N, right?”

-You always imidietly fall asleep after eating and her lap? B E S T P I L L O W

||Bakuhoe Bakugou

-HE IS INFURIATED HOW DOCILE YOU ARE! Fight goddammit!!!

-He got mad at you because you once growled at him but he didnt know that growling for you was an acknowledgement?

-Dumbass growled backsnjvnsdjncskdvbHAHAHEHCBAJHD

-Kirin calmed him down and you said it was an acknowledgment but he said somethig along the lines of “I dont need your acknowledgment”

-He doesnt say but goddamn you’re so cute when you’re all sleepy after eating

-Has offered his thighs once or twice 😌 WILL KILL YOU IF YOU TEASE HIM ABOUT IT

-tease him about it

-he once tried to hurt/threaten a little kid and you kicked him right in the tummy

-“OI! Why did you kick me?! Do you have a death wish?!”

-You get really mad and start kicking him 👁👄👁

-The whole class just pulls you away as aizawa sensei takes your quirks away, what do you do?

-You still kick him and get mad at him like wtf WHY WOULD YOU HURT OR THREATEN A CHILD-

-Kaachan finds his kink☺️

-He may or may not have given you berries because mina kept telling you about it

-He’s quiet when he’s around you 50% of the time❤️

||Tsuyu

-For sure you have shouted at someone cause they’ve insulted how small she was 😡😡😡

-N O T O N M Y W A T C H

-You and tsuyu get along and have been friends due to your animal type quirks

-“✨Paw hands✨” hand holding, my guy

-Tsuyu takes care of you and brings you lots of veggies🥺

-Panda naps together are ✨👌🏼

-She finds it adorable whenever you whine for attention

-You take swimming classes together😎

-Denki and mineta hate it because you guys are swimming in cute uniforms while they’re not there )))):

-I dont want to be biased but tsuyu is my favourite so...

-You have brought her to your little territory before and yes you’ve cuddled by your bamboo before

-You are so close to her that you havent even shown the class your house but tsuyu? Tsuyu is there every other weekend

||Denki

-Mr electric was always left with you whenever he goes over his wattage limit

-He just cuddles towards you and...Mineta hates him for it

-He is also a fan of feeding you because you’re too adorable

-For some dumb reason denki fucking understands your small panda noises

-Him and jirou understand your panda noises but we’ll get into jirou later

-He loves giving you attention so you whine to him and you use your ✨Paw hands✨ to hold him whenever he’s acting stupid again

-He loves your cute little naps after lunch

-Basically bakusquad has shifts on who’s going to cuddle with you during your sleepy time

-May or may not have tried to touch your chest BUT! He was only curious about them and “meant no harm”

-Mina, mineta and even the bakubros get mad at him but for different reasons

||Jirou

-Is gay for you?

-I have always headcanonned her as a lesbian so???

-You cant tell me she hasnt allowed you to sleep on her chest yet because You have insisted on listening to her heartbeat

-She’s astonished because...Why would you???

-Jirou...Babe I know you have a soft spot for the girls but...

-You take the cake when you make small noises

-Like sometimes you squeak and make little peeps

-❤️🔫

-She lets you listen to her playlist believe it or not! And she doesnt let anyone listen to those

-CEO of the feed Y/N berries

-Was the first one to actually come cuddling with you!

-She understands whenever you whimpers and moan

-She loves the grown ehem the lesbian growl ehem

-You, momo, jirou, mina and the other girls love having little activities like shopping at they make sure you are always in the center when walking so everyone can equally share you

||Todoroki

-Has a crush on you 👀

-Dont tell me you havent used him as a cooling and warming system

-You favour cuddlng with my boy shouto during the cold season

-I know pandas are very solitary but you sho are definetely really close as well because you two are very solitary!

-You have a good respect for each other’s silence but when he hears the small noises?

-😳😳😳

-He acknowledges how docile you are and how different you two are due to what type of heroes you aspire to be

-He wants to be someone like almight

-You want to be someone like thirteen

-He has carried you multiple times when you start getting sleepy

-Think you’re adorable but will never say it!

-His home has a garden and has invited you over for berries and tea

-I mean...👀

-Momo got to you first but...

-He thinks its dumb how docile you are at times though but he understands how cool you are when you fucking start kicking bakugou

-You guys know how competitive he is with deku and kaachan so when he sees you beat the boy up?

-😳😳😳

-You two together smell like sweet burned flowers

-He has fought bakugou just cause bakuhoe insulted how soft you are

#bnha x reader #bnha #bnha bakugou #bnha tsuyu #bnha shoto todoroki #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha denki kaminari #bnha mina ashido #bnha mina #bnha denki #bnha fluff #toktoku

[dessiekarma]

My Harem is Entirely Bad Boy Types (Kirisaki Daiichi x Reader) Pt. 3

Chapter Three: Get That Girl a Megane!

 “No no no. You seem scared of the ball. Remember follow through with your wrist. Okay better, now try again.”

 Hara was surprised at the voice coming out of the gym. The team never practiced during study period but the instruction as well as the sound of sneakers squeaking was undeniable. Peaking his head into gym he squinted to see (Y/N) and Matsumoto assisting the rest of the second-string players.

Matsumoto had a weird place with the team, he was in the first string but not part of their web. He was down for their rough plays but also usually wanted nothing to do with them outside of basketball and well that worked out just fine for everyone.

 It was, however, a shock to see (Y/N) here helping him out. Hara and the others for that matter tended to forget that Kirisaki Daiichi had over twenty players total.

 “Hey girl!” Hara whistled for (Y/N), knowing it would annoy her. Sure enough she turned her head slowly to cast him a frustrated look before sighing and walking over.

 “Whadya want Hara? I told you not to call me girl.”

 “And I told you not to call me Hara, we should be on first name basis by now.”

 “Kazu-chan.”

 “Not that either! Whatever! What are you doing in here anyway?”

 “Managing the team. What else?”

 “You know this isn’t really the team right?” Hara whispered cattily. “I mean most of them aren’t bad but they’ll only ever get to play an actual game once all of us graduate.”

 “I know you guys are the main players but there’s a lot of first years on the team. They’ll inherit it, and don’t you think its better to leave a legacy as opposed to just graduating and letting the team crumble.”

 “I don’t really think about that sort of thing and I don’t think Hanamiya cares. Come on, you’re supposed to being doing stuff for us. Besides what do you even know about basketball?”

 “I did date a basketball player, ya know? I mean I would never be able to play an actual game but I’m pretty good at shooting. That’s a foundational skill so I might as well teach these guys, right?”

 “I guess, hey where’s Mako?” Hara said as if the thought suddenly popped into his mind.

 “Umm right here.” (Y/N) said with a quirked brow, pointing to the baby sling around her torso. “Did you not see him?”

 “Oh I guess I just didn’t notice. Good job finding a way to carry him around while you’re busy.”

 “Well yeah I needed to, since you suck so badly at taking care of him.” (Y/N) said poking Hara’s side.

 The male was about to retort before a ding on his phone caught his attention. Opening the text, he was greeted with an image of a scantily clad girl. Without thinking about it (Y/N) tiptoed to see his phone and whistled.

 “She’s hot! Is she your girlfriend?”

 “No, she’s not and don’t nonchalantly call other girls hot!”

 “Why not?”

 “Because you aren’t a lesbian!”

 “Says who?”

 “W-what? You had a boyfriend!”

 “Hmm I guess I did. You’re so funny to tease Kazu-chan!” The girl exclaimed with a laugh before giving him a wave and heading back to practice.

 Hara frowned as his manager blurred back into the background of players. Blinking his eyes hard a few times he sighed and closed the door to the gym.

 ‘So can you come over tonight?’

 The lavender haired male looked down at the text message from the girl in the picture and mulled it over. Scrolling through his camera reel he sized up his options.

 ‘My parents are overseas on a business trip, so we have the place to ourselves.’

 Welp that was good enough for him. She wasn’t his first choice but she’d responded the quickest with the least hassle.

 Typing out a quick response, he shoved his phone back into his pocket and made his way out the gym.

~~~~~

 “What’s with all this?” Seto asked motioning to the dozen new charms and button dangling from (Y/N)’s backpack.

 She looked up from her phone quickly to see what her friend was pointing at before quickly returning back to her screen.

 “My new obsession! He’s a character from Paranormal Payphone. Basically, it’s a new game where these boys call me from a payphone at certain times of the day and he’s my favourite!”

 “What’s so great about this character in particular?” Hara asked grabbing at the small figure on the zipper.

 “Besides the fact that he looks like Imayoshi.” Furuhashi retorted tiredly, before his own comment snapped him out of it.

 Everyone including (Y/N) was looking at him in disbelief. It was an unspoken rule that they avoid mentioning him around the girl, unless she brought him up first. They’d learned the hard way that when mentioning anything to do with Tōō there was a 50/50 chance she would cry.

 Surprisingly no tears came to (Y/N)’s eyes, instead she wrinkled her nose and let out a scoff.

 “I don’t see it! And I will not let that deter me from loving my best boy!”

 “Well clearly you have a type.” Hanamiya said sizing up the buttons. He’d never played the game nor even heard of it before now but with otaku shit…you could kind of tell which characters were assholes or not.

 “Hmm? I just think he’s cute is all! Like those glasses for instance! I always end up falling for the megane characters. Kyoya Ootori, Rei Ryugazaki, Austria, Tenya Iida!”

 The guys listened to her ramble off a long list of glasses characters.

 “She talking so fast, I didn’t understand half of what she just said.” Seto remarked as the girl slowed down to think of more characters.

 “I’m pretty sure she named a whole ass country in there.” Hara laughed blowing a large bubble.

 The guys were almost amused by the girl’s stupid antics and none of them noticed the sudden milk carton that came flying towards their table. It was only after they noticed their manager tense up from the sudden impact on her head that they all, without thought, got up from the table threateningly.

 “Who the fuck threw that!?” Hara snapped out casting a glance to (Y/N) who looked stunned as milk dripped off her forehead and down her back.

 Only after their initial defensive move did they notice a girl on her knees not to far behind where (Y/N) was sitting. Her tray was splayed on the ground, after having apparently tripped.

 “Sorry! I should have watched where I was going!”

 “That’s okay!” (Y/N) said wiping the liquid off her face. “No use crying over spilt milk after al-”

 She stopped midsentence as she turned to the girl who had not gotten up off the ground. The boys all noticed an unspoken exchange between the two. Yamazaki watched the situation like a hawk not prepared to let the girl take a step closer to (Y/N).

 “Hopefully you get yourself cleaned up, I’m sure you hate being…dirty.” The girl said with a smiling face but snark laced in her voice. With that she walked away and the guys looked back and forth between the two.

 “There’s no damn way she tripped, you know that right?” Seto asked finally taking a seat along with the rest.

 “Yeah I know but it’s not surprising.”

 “Because she’s Y-”

 “I went to middle school with her. We had some bad blood between us and I thought she’d gotten over it. I didn’t even know she went here. I didn’t think anyone I used to know before came to this school.” (Y/N) said looking more and more concerned as she spoke.

 “Before what?” Hanamiya asked analyzing the girl’s face.

 “Before highschool! I was so cringey in middle school!” (Y/N) said now back to her normally cheerful self. “But I’ve been here for a few months now, I wonder what triggered her to suddenly lash out on me.”

 “Probably because she’s Yam- oww! Fuck!” Hara called out rubbing his shin from under the table, clearly having been kicked.

 “It doesn’t matter. I just… Oh no! My plush got all wet.” (Y/N) said lifting a sopping wet miniature plush of the character she’d just been fangirling over.

 All of the guys suddenly felt a pang through their chests at just how sad her voice had sounded.

 Getting up from the table, Furuhashi walked over to the girl’s side of the table and extended his hand to her.

 “Come on, let’s go wash your clothes and your Jaeyoung plush. We have a washer and dryer in the gym.” He said smiling at her, hoping to get her sad face a little brighter.

 Sure, enough she grinned back at him before taking his hand and disappearing out of the lunch room.

 “How did he know the character’s name!? Why didn’t I think to take her to wash her clothes?” Yamazaki cried out as the two disappeared from sight.

 “He probably goggled it while she was fangirling. Clever bastard.” Hara said kind of impressed with Furuhashi.

 “You do know this is your fault, right?” Hanamiya asked Yamazaki who looked completely offended. “Don’t act so shocked. You know the real reason Mai went after (Y/N) and then you didn’t even stand up for her.”

 “I didn’t do anything!”

 “Exactly. Don’t wear your heart on your sleeve and then be surprised when certain people notice.”

 “Whatever, I’m gonna go take care of this.” Yamazaki said storming off from the table in the direction of the girl who left earlier.

~~~~~

 “What the hell is she wearing?” Hanamiya asked trying not to look at the girl sitting on the bleachers.

 “The back of her skirt had gotten wet too. She needed to put something on while it was in the wash.” Furuhashi explained.

 The flustered male glanced over to where (Y/N) was swinging her legs with the number 4 Kirisaki Daiichi jersey on.

 “Why’d you have to use mine?!”

 “You’re the shortest.”

 “I’m only one inch shorter than Yamazaki!”

 “Yeah but you’re thinner and a whole size smaller. This was the only thing that came closest to fitting her.”

 (Y/N) was leaning back on her elbows, her eyes not leaving her phone and Hara’s eyes not leaving her. After a few minutes she turned to him with a quirked brow.

 “What?”

 “You’re not wearing a bra.”

 “I was but the milk soaked all the way through. What’s it to ya?”

 “I can see a lot through the sleeves of the jersey. I can also see that you must be pretty cold in here after your shower. You look good.” Hara said with a teasingly seductive voice.

 “Yeah? Push that dry over processed hair out your face and you could probably enjoy the view even more.”

 “Bitch.” Hara grumbled as he patted the baby sling around his chest. Smirking he thought he’d try again. “So, no bra huh? Do you have any panties on underneath those basketball shorts?”

 “Why don’t you check for yourself? Maybe we’re wearing a matching set.” The girl deadpanned back, this time not even tearing her attention away from her phone.

 Hara grew red in the face and began to sputter.

 “Stop teasing him (Y/N), you know you have your anti-pervert shorts on under that.” Furuhashi said coming up to pat the top of her damp hair.

 “Damn, how does it feel to have a girl as quick and snarky as you?” Seto asked Hara with a laugh.

 “It’s cause she’s a otaku! All of those types are huge perverts!”

 “You’re hardly fit to be calling someone a pervert.” Hanamiya spoke up, finally able to gain his composure over the manager wearing his jersey.

 “I’m not a pervert. All you guys wish you could pull a different girl a week like I do.”

 “More like you can’t keep a girl for more than a week.” Seto chuckled tossing a basketball up in the air.

 “Why are you guys always picking on me! We’re supposed to be a team!”

 “Speaking of teams. Hey stupid, you’re coming with us to the Seirin vs Rakuzan game next week.” Hanamiya said to the girl.

 “What why would we go to that?”

 “Because Caps is obsessed with Kiyoshi.” Hara remarked only to receive a hard fist in his ribs.

 “Fuck off! It’s because I want to see just how well a team that beat us does.”

 “That’s understandable. I guess I can have my driver take me to the-”

 An obnoxious ringtone cut the girl off from her thoughts. Pulling her phone out she looked at the name and groaned. She appeared to be hyping herself up before hitting talk.

 “Hey Shoi-chan.”

 All the guys suddenly snapped their heads up at the cutesy nickname. Shoi-chan as in Imayoshi Shoichi?

 “I’m ummm with my team.”

 The reprimanding on the other end of the phone was hard to make out but clearly a voice of disapproval.

 “Did you just call me to bitch at me or did you actually need something!?” (Y/N) said with a scowl, startling the guys who had never really heard that tone from her.

 “Umm that’s fine, I guess. When? Okay. At the usual place? Sure, I’ll see you then. Bye Shoi-chan.”

 “Do you actually still talk to that guy?!” Hara exclaimed barely waiting for her finger to lift of the end call button.

 “Well yeah. I was a part of his team for a year and regardless of anything, he’s still really important to me.” (Y/N)’s voice sounded gravely serious and held a deeply sad tone. The brimming of tears in her eyes got blinked away quickly but it was clear to see their shared past was hurting her.

 “He doesn’t like us.” Seto responded glancing down at the manager.

 “I know. But…it wasn’t just my ex ya know? My entire team at Tōō didn’t agree with me coming here and definitely didn’t agree with me joining the team. After the breakup, nearly all of them called or found me to try and talk some sense into me.”

 “And Imayoshi asked you to meet with him, right?” Hanamiya asked.

 “Yeah he says he wants to talk. All this time has gone by and he’s never tried to come find me to talk to me face to face just over the phone. I need to see him. I…miss him.”

 “Then you should go. It’s not like we’re gonna try to stop you. We’re a bunch of cheating, violent bastards but we aren’t going to tell you who you can and cant talk to.” Hanamiya said with a shrug. “Just think for yourself. You’re an idiot but you’re not clueless, so don’t let him think for you got it?”

 “Yeah I know you’re right.”

 “So where are you guys gonna meet up?” Furuhashi asked as nonchalantly as possible.

 “Juniper café, why?”

 “Just curious.”

~~~~~

 ‘Why are we even here?!’ Hara text the group message before slamming his head on the table.

 ‘Because I want to know what exactly Imayoshi is gonna tell her. Nobody asked you to come you know?’ Furuhashi responded quickly

 ‘What’s with you guys and the huge spike in interest over (Y/N) recently? I thought it would die out eventually but you guys are falling for her hard!’

 “Well I liked her from the start!” Yamazaki joined in, sipping a cold tea.

 ‘I just think she’s cute, never gonna have a chance with her but I had nothing better to do today.’ Seto finally typed out, drinking a cup of what was probably just 15 espresso shots.

 ‘She could make an interesting self-selected candidate for me.’ Furuhashi added in.

 ‘Candidate for what?’ Yamazaki asked, much more chill after accepting the fact that he was not alone in his pursuit of (Y/N).

 ‘I don’t want to say until I know for sure.’

 ‘What about you Hanamiya? You’re being awfully silent on why you’re here.’ The orange-haired male typed out quickly.

 ‘Not for that idiot, that’s for damn sure. I’m here to make sure Imayoshi doesn’t put shit in her head that will cause problems for ME. Besides I want to know who she really is when she doesn’t know we’re around.’

 ‘Why is she running so late?’ Seto asked before peeping over the bench, where Imayoshi had been waiting for about ten minutes now. His back was to the team and they figured if they stayed down and quiet (Y/N) wouldn’t notice they were there.

 “Sorry I’m late! There was a sale on manga at the bookstore down the block!” A familiar voice called out as she burst into the room.

 ‘That explains it.’ Nearly all the boys text at the same time.

 “It’s no worries. I got you, your usual. Did you find anything good?”

 “Thanks. I was able to find a few things…umm why are you staring at me?”

 “You’ve gotten so much more beautiful in the few months I hadn’t seen you.”

 Seto pretended to gag as the rest of the team rolled their eyes.

 “Stop it, I look the same.”

 “No, you look happier…and that isn’t easy for me to admit. Ohh what’s this?”

 “Oh umm this is Mako.”

 “My my I leave you alone for a few months and you’re already a teenage mother, so soon after a breakup. Were you cheating?” Imayoshi said in a teasing voice. “Mako. I’ll assume my sweet little kouhai is the father?”

 Hanamiya made a move to stand up and fight when the other guys grabbed his limbs to drag him back down to seating position.

 “It’s a project I’m doing with Hara Kazuya.”

 “The gum munching kid with the hair in his eyes?”

 “Yeah…”

 There was a silence that washed over the table and the guys held their breaths wondering who would speak next. Surprisingly it was Imayoshi.

 “Look, I’ll get right to the point of why I came here. I want you to come back to Tōō with me. The team misses our little cheerleader, even Aomine asked about you the other day.”

 “I do miss you guys but I won’t leave them.”

 “The bad boys of KiriDai? Why exactly are you so stuck to them? Hmm? You detested them as much as the rest of us when you saw the Seirin game. What changed? Don’t tell me its simple physical attraction, you’re much smarter than that.”

 “I guess when I first saw that game…I thought they were bad people. But now I think…I know…sometimes good people do bad things. I think that deep down they’re good people. They’ve done horrible, really horrible things but they’ve also been really good to me.”

 The team was more or less stunned by (Y/N)’s honest answer.

 “‘Deep down they are good people?’ You sweet girl, I’ve told you a million times over that there’s no such thing as a good person.”

 Hanamiya felt the same chill run down his spine as the one he had when he first met Imayoshi. He’s said that very phrase to him as well.

 “I don’t believe that Shoi-chan.”

 “Because you’ll take it personally. You desperately need to think that you’re a good person and that your m-”

 “I don’t need to think anything. I know who I am, and I’ve made peace with that.”

 “But you haven’t made peace with the other half, have you? Ahh its to be expected, you’re young after all and with the life you’ve had you need to cling onto something. I came to you because I really am worried about you. Your insistence on staying with this team is self-destructive, I would go as far to call it self-harm. You know they’ll hurt you…haven’t you been hurt enough?”

 “I have but not by them. Not yet.”

 “Then don’t give them that chance. You know our fears aren’t unprecedented. Think about it, since going to that school and associating yourself with them, has anyone tried befriending you? Does anyone try talking to you when they don’t have to? You’re alienating yourself. You’re giving yourself a reputation and isn’t that the exact reason you left Tōō?”

 “I left Tōō because I have a goal and to make it happen, I need connections.”

 “I see, you’ve told yourself that enough times to actually believe that’s the reason. Stop punishing yourself, stop trying to fix broken people, and stop letting others hurt you.”

 “But Shoi-chan…YOU hurt me. All of Tōō did. You guys saw what was happening to me there and nobody said anything. You were all afraid to get involved, all too worried about yourselves. You told me to ignore what the people said but you never tried to make them stop.” The guys heard (Y/N) take in a shaking breath and couldn’t figure if she was crying or just about to.

 “Someone threw milk on my head yesterday and every single one of the KiriDai boys got up ready to fight someone. One of them even helped me get cleaned up.”

 “They all have you tangled deep in the spider’s web, don’t they? Once you realize that, you’ll never get out. They can predict exactly how you’ll react and change their personalities to be exactly what you want them to be. It’s not just a basketball technique, it’s a manipulation technique. You really think you’re something special to them? Think they’ll hurt anyone who crosses them but not you?”

 The boys could hear the whirl of the coffee machine and the chatter of other patrons. They could hear the cars outside and even (Y/N)’s shallow breathing before a sudden sharp intake.

 “I’m not anything special…but they wouldn’t hurt me unprovoked. Because I’m not trapped in their web, I’m part of it!” The boys felt the movement of (Y/N) push up out of her seat.

 “KiriDai is everything you say they are but they’re also a team. They may not give a fuck about anyone else, but they at least give half a fuck about each other and that’s already more than you can say for Tōō. They won’t hurt me, because I’m one of them and if anyone from Tōō is not okay with that…then I’m not okay with anyone from Tōō. Thanks for the coffee Shoi-chan.”

 The guys ducked their heads a bit as the girl stormed out of the café. They heard a deep sigh followed by some chuckling from Imayoshi’s table.

 “She’s hard-headed. I’m surprised you stubborn bunch have been able to handle her for as long as you have.”

 Most of the boys bristled, save for Seto and Hanamiya who had long since figured Imayoshi knew they were there. Standing up from their seats they turned to glare down Imayoshi who was giving them his signature creepy smirk.

 “How could you sit there across from her and tell her how shitty we were when you wouldn’t even defend your own girlfriend. You give her your emotionally abusive ‘leave your friends or I’ll break up with you.’ bullshit and yet you think she’s better off going back to school with you? Her shitty ex who wants to control her?” Yamazaki ranted out, saying everything he was gonna dream of saying later.

 “‘Shitty ex?’ Such a foul mouth with so much anger behind those words. Don’t tell me you’ve already developed an attraction to her? Is that why you’re keeping her around? To use her?”

 “I would never do that!” Yamazaki belted out.

 “No, I suppose even (Y/N) wouldn’t give you the time of day. None of you are really her type, after all. But I don’t blame you for falling for her, she is quite the catch. Not that any of it matters, she’ll come back to me and Tōō soon. It’s only a matter of time you see.”

 “And why exactly would you believe that?” Hanamiya asked with a deep scowl.

 “If I’m not mistaken, in a few months you’ll have a scrimmage with Yosen. It’s in your very nature to go about your usual rough play. (Y/N) isn’t a ref, she will be able to see every despicable and clever trick you pull. I wonder if she’ll still think you’re good people then?”

 Imayoshi slipped through the group and made his way to the exit before turning around with that smirk.

 “Do remember that she was mine first and I will get her back.” With that Imayoshi was out of the building and turning the corner as the Kirisaki Daiichi team stared after him.

 “How did he and (Y/N) actually date? What does she see in him?” Seto asked wondering how that couple could have ever worked out.

 “It’s because he’s a megane.” Furuhashi commented flatly.

~~~~~

 “Wow Furu you look so good!” (Y/N) exclaimed while burping the baby on her shoulder.

 Furuhashi gave her a small smile as he adjusted his glasses. They were the first two to make it to the game and were waiting outside for the others.

 “What the hell?!” Yamazaki exclaimed as he saw Furu.

 He and Hanamiya made their way towards them, both donning a pair of glasses. (Y/N) stopped patting Mako’s back to gawk at the three bespeckled males. Covering her mouth with her hand she left out a soft snort.

 “Did I miss a team memo? Why are all you guys wearing glasses?”

 Furuhashi and Yamazaki glared at each other, neither having anticipated the other to pull the same stunt. Hanamiya rolled his eyes and cursed his fate for the suspicious situation.

 “Since the game was gonna be crowded, we figured we would have to sit pretty far. The guys needed the glasses, so they wouldn’t miss anything.” Seto said, stepping out of a pretty nice car and waving to the driver to take off. He didn’t seem to have had the same idea as the others.

 “Ahh that makes sense! Hara should be in there already, holding out seats for u-” The girl didn’t get to finish her sentence as purposeful shoulder came and crashed into her own. Whipping her head around the girl snapped her tongue.

 Tōō stood not more than a few feet from her and Imayoshi had a teasing grin on his face. The rest of the team looked like they couldn’t actually believe (Y/N) was even standing next to the KiriDai team. Not turning her head, (Y/N) shot a hand out to grab Furuhashi as he had already taken a threatening step towards Imayoshi.

 Her hand delicately wrapped around the male’s wrist didn’t go unnoticed by the members of Tōō. Imayoshi sighed before chuckling his mean-spirited laugh that (Y/N) always hated.

 “That’s kind of cute, isn’t it? You’ve got your pet tarantula on a leash. To think you changed pets from an obedient puppy to this creature.”

 “Is he referring to himself?” Seto mumbled with a grimace. “More like a feral cat.”

 “Is that a baby?!” Wakamatsu suddenly bust out, taking notice of what (Y/N) was holding. The whole team snapped their eyes to her arms. Some looked baffled while certain people looked genuinely concerned. “No way, is that the real reason you went to Kirisaki Daiichi!?”

 (Y/N)’s face held no emotion and she gave no comment before charging past the team knocking her own shoulders with Imayoshi and a nervous looking brown-haired kid who had been avoiding eye contact with KiriDai the entire time.

 “Ehh my sweet little (Y/N), that was rude. Not even a word to poor Ryo. Looks like you boys are reverting her faster than I expected.” Imayoshi teased looking at her walk into the stadium.’’

 “What the hell does that mean!?” Yamazaki spit out.

 “I just mean that perhaps you’ll find how quickly you’ll rub off on her.”

 “Well then I guess that means you’d all better watch your backs.” Hanamiya said pushing through the team as well and following after their manager. “After all the female spider is more venomous than her counterpart.”

 With that the team walked inside leaving behind a slightly shaken Tōō and a particularly impressed former Miracle.

~~~~~

 “They were amazing!” (Y/N) exclaimed walking out into the cold with her team. “Their teamwork and skills were beyond belief! That’s true basketball!”

 “It was really great game. You guys wanna go grab ramen or something?” Seto asked with a yawn.

 “Ehh I’m not hungry.” Hanamiya responded quickly.

 “I don’t want to spend too much. How about we go to Maji Burger instead? It’s really close by.” (Y/N) suggested scrolling through her phone.

 “Yeah, that’s fine.” Seto said looking to the other guys who nodded except for Hanamiya who sighed heavily.

 “Ya’ll go, but I’m heading home.”

 “What no come on! We can’t go as a team if we don’t have our captain!” (Y/N) exclaimed reaching for his hand only for him to jerk it away quickly.

 “What the hell does it matter? I’m not even that hungry!”

 “Please please please please please! Go with us! I’ll pay!”

 “….Ugh fine!”

 (Y/N) let out a small whoop before snatching Hanamiya’s hand and giving it a small squeeze. Once again, he jerked out of her touch but the girl was content.

 “Alright so Maji Burger it is.” Seto said as the team began walking in the right direction. There was a question on everyone’s minds and surprisingly it was Seto who had the gall to ask (Y/N). “Hey so out of curiosity are you tight on money right now?”

 The team looked to her. If there was one thing KiriDai girls weren’t worried about it was spending money. Hanamiya was the first to turn away, figuring it was probably a personal matter for her. The others didn’t have as much tact and pressed on.

 “Oh don’t worry about me. My financial situation is…comfortable. But I don’t like asking for things and want to pay for stuff on my own. Right now I have saved a good amount of my money for a trip back home during winter break.”

 “Back home?” Yamazaki asked, slowing down to walk beside her.

 “To America! That’s where I’m from. I’ve been living in Japan since I was about 8 but I go and visit often”

 The guys took in that information pretty easily. They’d figured as much based on her appearance as well as the accent she spoke in.

 “Well I hope your trip goes well and…what is that!?” Yamazaki asked pointing an accusing finger at the girl’s phone charm.

 “Hmm a phone charm? It’s Zun from Paranormal Payphone.”

 “I thought you liked Jaeyoung?!”

 “Well I did but then I played Zun’s route and he was soooo cute!”

 “But he’s not a megane!”

 “Hmm? Megane are cute but that isn’t all I look for in my type!”

 “Ahhh!” Yamazaki let out a sound of frustration before taking the fake glasses off his face.

 Furuhashi had long since removed his, as they only got in the way during the game. Both of them turned to Hanamiya, waiting for him to remove them as well.

 The raven-haired male looked away from his team before pushing his glasses higher up on his nose.

 “Fuck off! Unlike you two I need these! My contacts tore!”

 (Y/N) tried to suppress a laugh but a giggle escaped her lips.

 “Cute!” She mumbled much to her captain’s displeasure.

 “Fuck off fuck off fuck off!”

#Knb #knb x reader #kirisaki daiichi #kiridai #hanamiya makoto #hanamiya #hara kazuya #hara #seto kentaro #seto #furuhashi #furuhashi kojiro #yamazaki hiroshi #yamazaki #kuroko no basket #xreader #knb imagines #imagine #scenario #knb scenario #A fair warning from here on out....story takes some serious turns #It's not all fluff and games! Until then #xoxo

[paige-from-my-book]

Aaaaannnnddd because I'm a useless lesbian, obviously I'm also writing a sports team romance. Here's a snippet from my rugby story (because I'm obsessed with rugby)! This one will take a long time to finish, it clocks in currently at 37 pages, but has a long ways to go. It is still pretty rough around the edges, so I would love feedback on how to make it better!

"I run up to practice as fast as I can. The spotlight is going to be on me enough being the new girl who became captain without even playing on the team first.  The downside to being the coach’s family friend.  Or upside, depending on how you feel about earning spots of leadership.  I’ve never been handed anything.  But no one on the team will see it that way.   All these girls know is that I’m coming from a few towns down the road and am taking who knows what popular girl’s spot on the team.

No one sees the years of experience, or hours of practice to make sure every tackle is right, or the drops of sweat I shed at the gym.  All they see is a new girl coming in, taking some well-liked leader out of the running, and trying to tell them what to do.

All of that would have been looming enough without my chemistry class running late, meaning now I’m showing up as the girls are finishing their lap.

I throw my bag down and get my cleats on as fast as I can. As I’m finishing up my second shoe, I hear a throat clear.

I turn around to see a girl a few inches taller than me looking down with annoyance.   She has bleach blonde hair, icy eyes, and looks like she could punt me across the pitch if she wanted to.

“We like to start practice on time.  We’re all busy, be considerate,” she says, raising one eyebrow.

“I know, I’m really sorry, my class went late. I rushed over as fast as I could,” I explain.

“Chris!  Hey no worries, there Becca.  Chris let me know she was going to be late.”  The sound of Len slows my quickly rising heart rate.  Even if the girls here don’t think I belong on the team, they can’t be too rough about it while the coach is here.

“Oh, you’re Chris!” a shorter girl smiles, holding her hand out.  “Rex.  How’s it going? You get started off with your classes alright?”  She’s stouter than most of the girls there and has a much lower voice. Her small face glistens already with sweat.

“Yeah. I am. It’s good. Ya know, just got moved in and such.  Learning where everything is.”

“Oh, so you’re our new field captain,” a third girl says, almost coolly.  I turn to look at her and have to hold back a gasp.  She looks down at me, since my head only comes up to her shoulders.  Her dark, almost black, long hair is pulled back in a ponytail, but some of her bangs have escaped her headband already, blowing in her toned face.  Her eyes stare into mine, like an ocean blue beating against the dark brown rocks that were my eyes. Her tank top shows off her muscular shoulders and neck as they ease into her rising and falling chest.

“Y-y-yeah, I uh…. I-I am,” I stutter, realizing I was staring at her incredible jawline for a bit too long. Great first impression, Captain. 

She nods.  “Right. Well we usually start practice off with a lap and some dynamic stretching.”

I nod back. “Oh for sure. I don’t want to be changing too much here.  I just want to… You know… Get us some w’s….” I stammer, clapping my hands together.

The tall girl gives me an amused look, also raising an eyebrow, but not in an annoyed way.  Her look was more of a “What are you even doing here and who put you in charge?”

“Right so with Chris now at scrumhalf, we’ll need to switch some people around.  Jordyn, you’ll be on the forward side now, and we’ll need to switch some others around to make everything fit.”

“Coach, you know I’m a better back. I just can’t run with the ball as well when I’m a forward,” Ocean Eyes complains. 

“Sorry, Jordyn. The only spot I have for you is in the pack, now.  All the other backs just aren’t as good at being a forward as you are.”

Jordyn looks down and I feel my face getting red.  As Len starts shouting out instructions for our first drill, I gently nudge Jordyn.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to-“ I start to apologize.

“It’s fine,” Jordyn says, looking back up and beginning to walk to where some cones are set up.

“Jordyn, really, I-“

“Seriously, Chris.  It’s fine.”

I sheepishly follow everyone over to where the cones are set up. As far as first five minutes on a team goes, that was probably one of the worst-case scenarios.

Later that week I go to my Spanish class.  I sit in my desk about fifteen minutes before class starts.  I’ve found the earlier you show up, the better pick of seats you have. 

I sit at a desk in the second row, next to the wall.  I sit on my computer and look at different housing off of campus.  The dorms are already getting on my nerves.  Apparently 10 pm quiet hours doesn’t actually mean it’s quiet by midnight.

“Hey there, Chris,” a familiar voice spits my name out awkwardly.

I look up to see Jordyn and another girl from the team standing in front of me, almost cornering me to the wall.

“Hey, guys,” I say, trying to give a friendly smile, but I know it looks faked and terrified.

“Do you just shoot up the ladder in everything you do?” the other girl asked with a half grin on her face.

“I uh…. I did pretty well on the um… entrance exam,” I manage to get out.

“Clearly.  I might need to cheat off of you,” Jordyn says, tapping my notebook lightly with her pen.  She flashes me an equally forced half smile, not even showing her teeth, and turns to sit down next to some friends of hers. 

The professor starts class by handing back our tests.  As I go up to grab mine, Jordyn catches my arm on the way back to my seat.

“How’d you d- Holy crap!” she exclaimed as she saw my test score.

“Oh, it’s just… I actually had a student that was from Spain stay with my family for a bit and we would talk all the time….”

“Yes, I’d encourage some of you to seek out help, maybe form study groups that don’t just include your friends, Miss Bellings,” the professor comments, hearing our conversation.

Jordyn pressed her lips together and looked back up at me.

My eyes and mouth opened wide as I tried to stammer out an apology.

Jordyn held up her hand and shook her head. “Whatever newbie. It’s not your fault you’re perfect.”

“I’m… I’m really not.”

Jordyn is already talking with a guy and laughing at something he said, so I walk the rest of the way back to my seat.

I pour coffee into my mug.  In high school I was fine getting up for eight o’clock class every day.  In college I have to slap myself to wake up enough to get out of bed. 

“Man, eight AM’s, right?” someone leans over and mutters to me.

“Yeah, definitely,” I mumble back as I continue fixing up my coffee with some cream. 

A hand next to me provides a stir stick. I take it and look up to say thank you to see Rex.

“Oh, hey, Rex.” She looks amused that I'm only just now realizing it's her standing next to me.

“Hey Chris.  You excited for our first game this weekend?”

“I’m not sure.  The girls don’t seem to want to listen to me.”  The last couple weeks at practice had been hard. Any time I tried to introduce a new play or give tips or run a drill it was always met with resistance. One particular forward, Ashleigh, would sometimes outright ignore me, even if I talked directly to her.

“Once they see you really play in a game, they’ll have no choice but to respect you.”

“What makes you so sure?”

“Chris, Jordyn and I watched those tapes you sent Len.  We know his brother’s been training you with that men’s team in your town. Plus you’re always so good at letting us know what to do and changing your coaching to fit the players. They’d be nuts not to.”

“Why did you and Jordyn see the tapes?”

“Because I’m the president and Jordyn was the field captain.”

I feel my face go red again.  “Man.  I really screwed things up for her.”

“She knows why.  Soon everyone else will, too. And it’s not like she minds.”

I look back at Rex as we start walking to where my books are. “I just don’t like being handed things, and I feel like that’s all she sees from me.”

Rex gives me a small smile. “She doesn’t feel that way. She may feel a little intimidated that you beat her in everything, though, including Spanish.”

“How do you know what Spanish I’m in?” I ask, trying to remember if I saw her in that class.

“Jordyn and I are roommates. She told me you looked familiar on the first day of practice and then once she found out you were in the same Spanish class, she told me.”

I nod. Jordyn talks about me? And not in a negative way?

Rex pats my shoulder as I stop at my table. “But anyway, give it time. The team will warm up to you.”

Those words ring in my ears as the actual ringing ebbs away. That had been a hard hit.  Ashleigh should have never passed me the ball high like that, especially with the other team so close.  The wind had left my lungs completely and leaves me sputtering and coughing a bit.

“Three, come here please.  Her feet were still off the ground, that’ll be an illegal hit, ball to blue,” I hear the sir call.

“Chris, you okay?” Rex asks, standing over me.

I nod, still unable to talk.  Finally I’m able to suck air in just in time to cough it back out.  My breathing steadies as the forwards come to where the ball is. 

“Hey girls,” I wheeze.  “We gotta keep those passes low and smart. No more hospital passes.” I have to cough a few more times before my breathing is fully steady again.

Ashleigh rolls her eyes as we set up and keep play going.

After the game, I look for ice to put on my cheek.  I can feel a swelling there from getting kneed at some point. 

“Hey, Chris, good job,” Maddy says. Maddy is a blonde, about 5’6” inside center.  She has curly hair and tattoos covering her toned arms.  “You really helped the flow of our game.”

I offer a smile but it hurts my cheek so it turns into a wince. “Thanks, Maddy. I appreciate you being with me when I would make runs.”

“Yeah.  I’m sorry the whole team hasn’t warmed up to you.  You really do make a difference, though.  They’ll come around.”

“Hey and even if they don’t, I just have to wait three years for them to graduate,” I joke. God three years. Transferring schools sucks.

Maddy laughs and claps a hand on my shoulder.

“Jokes on you, I’m gonna be a super senior and outlast everyone on the team,” Jordyn says, walking by us to grab something out of her bag.  “Hey, your cheek isn’t looking so great, are you putting something on that?”

“Well, I was going to go look around for some ice of some sort,” I answer, not sure at first if she was talking to me.   I can’t tell if she’s concerned or not.  Her face so rarely shows emotion, I have no idea if she likes me or not.

“Oh, don’t bother.  Just put one of these on it,” Rex interrupted, also walking up to our small group.  She hands me an ice-cold beer.

“Oh, I’m only nine-“

I’m cut off by a hand on my mouth.

“We don’t want to hear it, as long as you want it, it’s yours,” Rex says, taking her hand away from my face.

I take the beer, not wanting to seem ungrateful around my new and desperately needed friends.

I crack the beer, take a drink and put the cold can on my cheek.  I’ve only had beer a couple of times in my life.  My father always wanted someone to drink beer with, and since my older sister hated it, he’d let me try his from time to time.  

Still, this isn’t what my dad would order. The light blue can shouts college budget beer.  I’ll need to get used to this.

“There you go, kid,” Jordyn says, patting me on the back with her muscular arms.

I smile and then wince at her.  I’m glad she finally said something to me that was positive.  Ever since I learned it was her place on the field I was taking, I’ve wanted to make it up to her.  Maybe tutor her if she doesn’t hate me.

She chuckles at my attempt at a smile.  “Man, gotta love rugby.”  I notice long cleat marks down her leg.  She favors it slightly as she walks.

“You coming to the social, Chris?” Rex asks.

“Oh, I don’t know.  I might try to go back and do some homework.”

“I might go back to do some homework,” Becca says in a mockingly dorky tone.  “Come on, Chris.  You played great today, you earned a fun night with some beers.”

I nod sheepishly, again not wanting to be rude.  I can never tell if Becca likes me or not either.  She’s nice to me at times and never makes fun of me or disrespects me.  But she also never goes out of her way to talk to me. But she’s straightforward and works hard.  She’s given me absolutely no reason to dislike her.  Maybe one by one I can win the team over."

#lgbtlove #lesbian love #rugbylove #rugby #lgbtq characters #lgbtpride #fiction #original story #f/f #f/f fic #f/f romance #lesbians #lgbtq #romance #original work #original content #original writing #gay love

[lemonadelyric]

ALL.THE QUESTIONS FOR THAT ASK MEME

1. What do you identify as and what are your pronouns? I use he/him pronouns, please! And I have a lot of identities so uh, be warned. I'm nonbinary! Not really sure on gender, or any specifics. I'm pretty fluid between andro/masc/fem so??? It's a big Question Mark. I'm polyamorous! I'm in a handful of relationships but they're all important to me. I'm also pretty open about loving and appreciating my friends too! I'm pansexual! I'm also panromantic and nebularomantic! I know people debate on pansexual/polysexual/bisexual all the time, and honestly I just go with pan cause I like the flag colors xD But also, it's basically me saying I feel attraction not based on gender/presentation! 2. How did you discover your sexuality, tell your story? Oh oof okay so. I noticed it since I was YOUNG. I always thought girls were cute?? I'm AFAB, for the record. But I always figured that was something everyone was into. Then some people were talking about lesbians and such, and I was like "Well yeah, I'd kiss a girl" SO YOU CAN IMAGINE HOW WELL THAT WENT OVER. People asked me if I was gay, and I didn't think I was? I liked boys too! Wasn't until probably high school that I finally settled on "Yeah, I'm bi." and then discovered the whole gender spectrum and being nonbinary and so much just fell into place 3. Have you experienced being misgendered? What happened and how did you overcome it? So I present pretty andro, I think! I don't try to fit a masc/fem scale but like, in person I don't really make a big deal out of it. There was a stretch of time where I went by she/her still, even as a nonbinary. But I switched to he/him about a year ago and it's just GOOD for me. Well.... Someone I really don't like joined the chat where I first decided to go by he/him. They joined, and they bitched to the mods about not liking me, but they called me "she/her" EVEN WITH he/him being in my intro. The mods were friends of mine and corrected them and were DEFINITELY on edge and asked me if I ever went by she/her or if they were purposefully misgendering me. 4. Who was the first person you told, how did they react? I'm pretty sure it was my boyfriend, Eric! They didn't give a shit HAHA, and have been all respectful and everything. 5. Describe what it was like coming out, what did you feel? So I don't actually remember when I told them? But it wasn't a big deal actually. 6. If you’re out, how did your parents/guardians/friends react? Oof so, I don't think I ever straight up told my mom. But I don't really care what she thinks anyways LOL I did have to tell Eric's parents, though! When we were poly and dating our qpp Reina. (Didn't want to explain those details and shit to them). But telling them that meant telling them I'm gay haha. They totally didn't care and have been so welcoming and accepting, i love them so much ;;w;; 7. What is one question you hate people asking about your sexuality? "Why do you need to be polyamorous do you not love your partners does that just mean you want to sleep around you're just using it as an excuse to cheat on your partners" All said from people who don't know shit about being poly. 8. Describe the style of clothing that you most often wear. Oh god this is so boring. I just wear jeans and tshirts xD Nothing special or SUPER GAY. 9. Who are your favourite lgbt+ ships? ROSE/PEARL FROM STEVEN UNIVERSE I don't consume a lot of lgbt media apparently, huh. 10. What does makeup mean to you? Do you wear any? Sometimes! Usually no, though. I like eyeliner most of the time. 11. Do you experience dysphoria? If so, how does that affect you? YES. So with my chest it's more frequent, I also just don't like being as fat as I am. SO that's half my body problems. Bottom stuff is less frequent but usually during That Time Of The Month (Which, I actually haven't had for YEARS, but I started getting again recently, I hate it.) 12. What is the stupidest thing you’ve heard said about the lgbt+ community? "Oh yeah I'm inclusive of ace/aro people in the LGBT community!! You have a chemical imbalance in your brain which makes you just like us!!!" Like.. what the fuck. 13. What’s your favourite thing about the lgbt+ community? I love how we're all THERE for each other! You join a chat, go "Hey I'm gay" and we're like "GAY??? GAY???? GAY???? GAY????" we're like dogs LMAO 14. What’s your least favourite thing about the lgbt+ community? Sick of transmeds and terfs and ace/aro exclusionists and shit, fuck off my blog. Also??? Can we stop making jokes about MOGAI identities and shit??? "Lmao this gender is based on being a special snowflake" cool shut up, let people live damn, it's not that hard to just respect people. 15. Have you ever been to your cities pride event? Why or why not? Nope :c Everywhere I've lived either 1. there wasn't any close to me/I wasn't out, or 2. ITS TOO DANGEROUS TO GO, or 3. I don't have a car lmao. 16. Who is your favourite lgbt+ Icon/Advocate/Celebrity? Lil Nas X, hands down. He's a great dude. 17. Have you been in a relationship and how did you meet? I'm in three right now!! So the first is Eric, we met on an online rp chat website thingy! Second is Chander, we met through a mutual friend and we knew each other like a year then within the span of like two months we started dating and now we live together, 2.5 years later xD Third is Jay! I met him through a kin Discord, we've been friends over a year but it took a few months before we started dating! 18. What is your favourite lgbt+ book? Y'know I don't think I've ever read one. Uhhh... I mean the Black Dagger Brotherhood has a gay couple??? Does that count??? xD 19. Have you ever faced discrimination? What happened? Slightly! Most of mine is about being polyamorous. I have people tell me "That's not enough to be lgbt" paying 0 attention to me also being nonbinary and pansexual. Also had people tell me I'm not trans enough to be nonbinary because I don't want to transition. 20. Your Favorite lgbt+ movie or show? One Day At A Time? That's about the only one I can think of LOL 21. Who are some of your favourite lgbt+ bloggers? Uuhhh I don't really follow bloggers. 22. Which lgbt+ slur do you want to reclaim? QUEER and gay itself. People act like "gay" was never used against the lgbt community like, bitch, if Hillary fuckin' Duff has to tell some stupid teens in a PSA to not use "gay" like that, then I'm reclaiming it, shut up. 23. Have you ever gone to a gay bar, or a drag show, how was it? Nope and nope. 24. How do you self-identify your gender, and what does that mean to you? I'm nonbinary! I use he/him pronouns and it pretty much just means I don't wanna be a boy or a girl. I don't mind being called like "You're a good guy" or whatever. 25. Are you interested in having children? Why or why not? Not really? I'm very selfish and self-centered, I don't think I could handle having a child xD 26. What identity advice would you give your younger self? "You don't have to figure this all out right now! You have time! Also, make friends with gay people. They're not some closed community where if you join and you're wrong they abandon you." 27. What do you think of gender roles in relationships? Eh, nah. Like I'm a big "Yeah sure I'll do laundry and dishes" or whatever. But I'd rather share responsibilities! 28. Anything else you want to share about your experience with gender? I've been questioning and trying to identify my gender a lot more and get more specific, but I'm in no rush. 29. What is something you wish people know about being lgbt+? We're just people, man. That's it. That's all there it to it. You don't have to have the same feelings as us, but just give us the right to love and marry who we want, or not do that, or have our relationships look however we want. 30. Why are proud to be lgbt+? I'm proud to be LGBT because it means I'm in a community of people who are accepting and caring. It's like a family wherever you go.

Thank you for the asks <3

#anxietylich