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boywithpinkcarnation · 6 months

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tbh kinda wanting some jealous!jb like if someone is filtering w her gf OR ESPECIALLY IF IT WAS A ANOTHER GIRL AHH THE DRAMA 🕳️🕳️

alrighty... i am in no way a writer, so this is. going to be bullet point, blurb, word vomit, unedited chaos. additionally, this is gonna be so incredibly self indulgent and catered to me so i hope it suffices for u bug 💝

frankly posting this is very scary for a little tumblr baby like myself, but i feel a need to serve my community 🫡

they style of writing and tbh most headcannons/lore is coming straight from @gingerjolover their blog is lowkey bible and they are the sweetest pookie pie ever. luv u g fr <3 like seriously i recommend you go just read through their masterlist bc this will not compare (not trying to fish here, just being very real as someone who is a like fein for fics as a source of comfort, i fear this will not fully suffice)

rpf content under the cut (no hate if that's not ur jam, just ignore me!), minors dni!!!

refering to jb's parter in this as "gf" and sense i am a selfish selfish girl in this scenerio she is roughly jb's height/a little shorter bc i am and theres no shorter than julien rep ANYWHERE

personally, i see julien as lowkey so possessive in a cutie non toxic way... and sometimes that manifests in some cutie jeleousy that gf can not get enough of. i think it obviously would come out in like flirty enviornments like bars and parties where people are loosey goosey... but sometimes it's just like and about on a normal date. here's a little thought i cooked up for like a more domestic environment jealousy:

aquairum date

the date starts out very normal, classic boyfriend!julien activities are happening

she's making sure y'all are touching at all times. like she'll die if you guys are not physically connected

i'm talking arm around your shoulder, iron grip within intertwined hands, hand in ur jean pocket 16 candles style, hand on the small of your back,,,, but i think eventually (and her favorite, albeit a little awkward) she's hugging you from behind as you walk, almost hanging on you, head perfectly slotted on your shoulder kissing your head and neck at every stop to look at the pretty fish

"jay! look at this one" "real pretty princess" *kisses your head* (its over i can'tttt)

then maybe she leaves you to go get you like a bottle of water or a jacket from the car (idk something to make you more comfortable, very "can't have my baby thirsty/cold" vibes)

then of course, you are looking so cute and so gay, a girl approaches you

you are very focused on the fish bc they are truly just so pretty (can you tell i love fish?) and only look up when mystery girl nudges you

"omg i'm so sorry" "oh uh, you're good" "sorry, i have a bit of a habit for running into pretty girls"

and your're kinda caught off guard bc like... this is an aquarium??

"haha um thank you" "so what are you doing here all alone"

mystery girl is sooo fuck boy coded just go with it

"well um my girlfr-"

julien is back behind you, re koala latching twisting open the water bottle for you and handing it to you, GLARING at this girl

"sorry it took me a second princess, who's this?"

then her grip tightens pulling you even closer to her chest

mystery girl, bless her heart, replies "we just bumped into each other. i was just letting her know how beautiful she was"

oh jb did not like that

she reaches over grabs your jaw tilting your head to the side and back to look at her

"she is beautiful. my sweet girl" and kisses you DEEPLY

and ur blushing because you know jealous/protective/possesive!julien is in the room with us now and kind of giggle out of the kiss

"well then... i should be going, sorry again for running into you"

instead of letting you respond or responding herself jb keeps your face turned and starts kissing all over ur face as you giggle letting mystery girl to just shuffle away.

for the rest of the date she is SO overly affectionate

squeezing ur hips

keeping you so close

kissing your cheek and neck as you tell her about all the fish and animals

"really baby? that's so cool" "my little biologist" "ooo princess what about these?"

it's times like these julien wishes she wore lipstick to leave a mark on your face so everyone knows

she's probably taking you to the gift shop and buying you some random thing for fun because when she's jealous she doesn't take it out on you, she's secure with you and knows you aren't doing anything but being your pretty self

in fact it just makes her softer and more affectionate

when you finally let her drag you out she had you against the car kissing you lovingly and deeply and sets her forehead against yours

"i just love you so much. my sweet girl. my priincess"

"all yours j."

note from c: i hope this is at least semi ok? literally no editing or even proof reading, just love sick delusion.

#i am so in love with her #julien baker x reader #julien baker fanfic #julien baker x fem!reader #boygenius fanfic #boy with the pink carnation writes!

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bettyshoweduptotheparty · 8 months

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Eras tour thoughts, part 3: Burning the Lover house

So, after my Anti-Hero/Matilda theory, here's another brain dump of thoughts on style choices for the Eras tour, now that the first leg has officially finished and we are on the international leg of the tour. Warning, this is bit of an essay...

This part is about maybe the most glaring visual choice of the whole tour, one that pretty much every swiftie has picked up on: The burning of the Lover house. I've seen a lot of confusion in the fandom about this and some theories about how this could represent 'burning down' her old work as she releases the re-recordings or making space for new albums because the house is full if every room represents an era.

In terms of gaylor theories I've only seen one and that is THIS one by @keepingsecretstokeepyoutk (I hope you don't mind me borrowing your theory for this post). It's a brilliant theory that burning the house is another step on the road to coming out and I'd like to extend this with a few observations on my own.

Firstly, I'd agree that the midnights cover image of Taylor holding the lighter was definitely a sign that something was going to get burned before the tour even started. Even with the midnights songs themselves, if we think of it as a journey of stepping into the daylight, the songs on this album are definitely pretty gay and only one song with he/him pronouns. But back to the lover house...

True to my TRUE Lover

So the lover house to me has always represented her public relationships, it's not where her real lover lives and that is for two reasons:

The OG lover house is in a snow globe (see lover mv) so it is to be displayed/looked at but not to be actually lived in. And

Maybe most importantly, the house doesn't have a kitchen. In all of Taylor's music the centre of her domestic life/the place where her lover is, has always been the kitchen. Dancing in the refrigerator light / barefoot in the kitchen/ you're in the kitchen humming, and so many more. Not to mention that her actual love story literally started with the line 'your kitchen or mine...' So yeah, the absence of a kitchen in the lover house has always been pretty telling to me, that this is the 'love's for show' house and her true lover is somewhere else.

What happens to the house during the Eras tour?

So not surprisingly, the house first appears during the lover era set which is the opening act of the tour. Notably though, it isn't furnished and 'lived in' anymore like it was in the lover mv, it's empty and the lovers have very clearly moved out. It's also not night time anymore, it's now daytime and the sun is shining in through the windows:

The only person we see in it, is Taylor in a yellow dress in the pink bedroom where she climbs into the big mirror and disappears. The first 'burning' then occurs at the end of the set, during the transition to fearless era. The last song of the set is the Archer, during which golden arrows fly around on the stage that form a ball of light that explores into a cascade of sparkling rain that sets the house on fire.

It doesn't really burn like a normal house fire though, it just stands in the rain of sparks, looking almost peaceful and golden. So much so, that she added a massive smoke effect to drive home the message that the house really is burning. Look how much smoke there is:

So at the end of the lover era, the contents of the house and a few of the walls have burned, but the house is still pretty much intact. It can be repaired. And that's pretty spot on for the actual lover era, which was meant to be her coming out era, but ended up just being a nice gentle golden (aka pastels and rainbows) fire that left some damage to her straight image but could ultimately be repaired and the public bearding continued. Keep that in mind, because we now don't see the house again until way later in the show.

1989 - Now it really burns

During the 1989 set (which is the second to last in the show) there is a ton of fire imagery, starting with the flame in the hand and the bed on fire during Wildest dreams and then finally, during Bad Blood, the final song, we see the house again looking a bit charred. Now, this is where things get interesting. We see Taylor walking in wearing Karlie's 2014 VSFS outfit, full strut and including the flick of the cape as she sits down at the vanity. She then flicks a match at the floor and the rooms lights up in blue flames.

So despite this being Taylor, I think the outfit and the strut make it pretty clear that this is Karlie who is lighting the house on fire again. And I think now in hindsight we can safely assume that this was foreshadowing Karlie showing up and setting in motion the events that follow. Even in the last few weeks since Karlie's appearance at the LA show, the fandom has been pretty much on fire over it, no matter what side of the fence you're on. And this time it's not a gentle sparkly rain, it's a blazing inferno, blue first, then it turns orange (or whatever colour normal fire is) before the house eventually collapses in a smoking heap and is gone for good.

video credit: ryan pily on YouTube

So...are we nearing daylight?

My interpretation is, that the blue flames indicate that 1989 TV will have a significant impact on this journey, and the different cover images that we have seen so far have confirmed that for me. They are all imitations of original 1989 era polaroids, but taken outside in broad daylight with seagulls flying freely and Taylor's face smiling on full display. They are also the first re-release covers that have the album title and Taylor's Version written on them so she wants her name on these, which feels significant. Now, I don't think that this will be the 'coming out era' or anything, I still think we are 12-18 months away from the end of this whole process, but I think Karlie showing up was a big shift in the story and I hope we'll be seeing a lot more of her and a lot less of any 'boyfriends'. But let's not forget that the general swiftie fandom still have a long way to go from 'she's straight and has only ever dated men' to 'she's been madly in love with the same woman for the last 10 years'. The house finally collapsing suggest to me that we are done with the bearding narrative, and tbh Taylor seems over it. She's been the happiest ever on this tour and didn't even attempt to look sad over her supposed breakup with Joe... I'm trying to collect my thoughts on how the remaining two re-release albums will further this journey, but it's all a jumble at this point. I wouldn't be surprised if tour visuals for the Asia/Australia/Europe leg of the tour change as time goes on to reveal more as we get closer to rep and debut re-release. And personally, I think that once the tour and all re-releases are done, we will get TS11 and that will be the gayest album yet, songs with she/her pronouns and all. 🤞😉

If you've made it all the way to here - Thank you indeed, you are a star!

(pictures and gifs not mine)

#gaylor #taylor swift #kaylor #gaylor swift #eras tour #1989 tv #the eras tour #lgbetty #lover house theory

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Best Angsty BLs with Family Drama & Bad Home Lives, or Past Trauma

That still end happily. Requested by the incomparable @winterswhumpblr (Warning these all have tiggers in them mostly suicide, rape, and/or child abuse.)

Until We Meet Again

Thai 2019 YouTube

UWMA is, without question, a work of narrative genius with a powerful and cohesive romantic backbone driven by family drauma and betrayal and stellar performances. It is (to date) the only Thai BL that I’ve rated a 10/10 predominantly on the basis of story structure. That said it is also very well cast (and it’s a BIG cast), with solid production values, and enduring pair branding. Discussion here.

Spin off, Between Us, also satisfies this criteria.

Blueming

Korea 2022 iQIYI

Hwang Da Seul directing this angsty BL that's a tiny bit dark and a tiny bit bittersweet, almost too honest to a university experience and first love. But if you want your mind ever-so-slightly messed with and your intimacy hellishly sweet, this BL will do it for you in a coldly distant manner, while bitch slapping you with self worth issues. I wasn’t into it at first, but the leads are solid and by ep 5 it got really good, becoming a narrative about self discovery meets understanding and accepting others people’s flaws without hurting them. Ultimately we witnessed two characters maturing because of each other and their mutual affection, without that affection becoming the conflict point. Instead, tension was built around other aspects of identity, popularity, and childhood trauma.

Tokyo in April is AKA Shigatsu no Tokyo wa

Japan 2023 Viki

Two young men with a shared tragic past reunite and fall in love all over again, but the past will not stop hunting them. Based on a manga, this office set reunion romance is GREAT… damn it. It’s Japan in full on soft focus which means it gets emo, abusive, and chewy. These two characters are giving parts of their souls away in a desperate attempt to shape themselves to the expectations they have of each other.

The Eighth Sense

Korea 2023 Viki

This feels more atmospheric gay coming of age romance than strictly BL. It’s got a bit of an age gap, country boy/city boy, stellar acting, complex characters, and leads with great chemistry and tension. It’s a bit chewy and sticky and less perfect than most KBLs (do I detect a touch of Taiwan?) This one deployed BL tropes (messy eater, shoulder sleep, protective seme, there’s even some hyung-slinging) but front loaded them with painful backstory and tons angst drives the 2nd half. This isn’t in the KBL bubble, there’s sharp edges and lots of triggers. For a BL the darkness of the content left me feeling unsettled (which is the only reason it didn't get a perfect score) but it does have a glorious ending and that counts for a lot.

Bad Buddy

Thai 2022 YouTube

This was GMMTV’s flagship BL and it started 2022 on a BANG (okay no actual banging but you know what I mean), starring heavy hitters Ohm & Nanon in a pitch perfect university Romeo & Romeo masterpiece that will give you domesticity meets pain whiplash throughout and jet lag at the end. Some of the friendship and family dynamics are overworked, but it has great production values, killer acting, and some conscious effort to correct for half a decade of Thai BL’s anti-queer mistakes. The whole set up is build on family drama so, yeah.

Bed Friend

Thai 2023 YouTube

Office frienamies transition a flaming hot one night stand into a f-buddy relationship that is built on a puppy/cat dynamic (and kinks into it at one point). Our puppy is loyal, smitten, and protective with endlessly longing eyes, while our cat is snarky, prickly, and deeply damaged. NetJames give lovely high-heat with excellent chemistry and tuned-in performances of surprising depth, could have been spectacular but was the story is overworked, especially at the end. Still if high heat is your thing, this one will not let you down.

Lovely Writer

Thai 2021 YouTube

What Lovely Writer does, at heart, is reexamine Thai BL has done to queerness, but in a very gentle way that has more to do with Thai BL growing up than any actual queer authenticity. It’s not parody or pastiche, but it is self reflective and trying to correct for some chronic mistakes. Whether it is ultimately successful in this matter is going to depend on the watcher’s relationship to BL and queer identity. But that’s what makes this show beautiful, interesting, and thought provoking. And I, for one, applaud the effort even if I didn’t personally connect to the characters. There is both family trauma and dram and childhood stuff.

Happy Merry Ending

Korea 2023 Viki

Stars Lee Dong Won (KNK) as an ex-idol turned wedding singer with an abusive ex and a panic disorder + the sunshine pianist who falls in love with him. Timid tsundere & sweetheart gay is an interesting match. They’re gentle together, almost kindly, and there is a calm ache to their pairing. However, it lost its way as a BL, being more about the main character’s struggle than the romance. It had a strong finish but ultimately the premise & characters meant this was never going to be one of my favorites. But if you like angst, well...

Given

Japan 2021 grey

Boy joins band, falls in love with other boy. The singing is terrible, fast forward through that but with the possible exception of the hair styles, this BL could have been made in 2015 and no one would be surprised. As such, it wasn’t ground breaking, but it didn’t disappoint either. Very much a tortured past for our singer. (More here.)

The Eclipse

Thai 2022 YouTube

GMMTV does gay Blacklist with a good boy/bad boy pairing. This is a good show but the cast is excellent and the leads are absolutely flawless, which elevates it beyond just good. We got a nuanced and multifaceted burgeoning relationship: philosophical (and socio-political) conflict contrasted to moments of empathy; flirtation contrasted to moments of genuine affection, plus plenty of angst. This narrative is less about love than it is about courage and tenderness. However, near the end the pacing was off and the plot frustrating. Still, this is an enjoyable watch, with a finale that features verbal consent and a fun blooper reel.

Love Class 2

Korea 2023 Viki

3 couples form within a semester of university: 1. a hyung romance reunion of exes, one of whom has a dangerous past, 2. a friends to lovers romance, and 3. a one night stand between a mature student and a TA (many aspects of which had me laughing). I enjoyed the characters and dialogue of this show immensely. It was a little bit more breezy and friendly than I was expecting after the first installment, Love Class (to which this bears little resemblance and no connection). I’m not entirely sure Korea can handle multiple couples like this because it definitely felt disjointed, especially with the 3rd more mature couple (also my favorite) who probably should’ve had their own series. But I enjoyed something different from Korea.

About Youth

Taiwan 2022 Gaga

A truly lovely little coming of age high school BL with a classic YA low drama but high angst and an earnest depth. I didn’t even mind the singing, and that’s saying a lot. A weak seme/uke dynamic but tons of BL tropes (both rare in a high school setting but common for Taiwan) makes this one feel both sweet and colored by an almost real world authenticity and grit. More here.

Restart After Come Back Home AKA Risutato wa tadaima no ato de

Japan 2020 Gaga?

Atmospheric study in rural Japan meets complex family dynamics built on a romance framework of city boy meets country boy, grumpy/sunshine. It’s beautiful and icy sweet. Slow moving in places but ultimately worth the patience, low heat, low angst, and stunning.

DNA Says Love You

Taiwan 2022 Gaga

DNA deserves extra marks for an upbeat approach to a queer story arc that other shows have systemically mishandled with sadness (in the guise of realism). There is a twist, which I found predictable, but knowing what would happen didn't spoil this show. The leads are luminous and engaging, and it’s full of queer found family representation and an unexpected amount of domesticity, plus it’s Taiwan, so the kisses are great. The first few eps are rough going but have patiences, it's worth it as the last ones really are special and life/love affirming - and the end is big-grin charming.

My Tooth Your Love

Taiwan 2023 Viki

Earnest dentist hottie with sad eyes who worries too much is smitten by an adorable sunshine neurotic bar owner with serious anxiety issues. They fall madly in love while courting each other with food, plushies, and naps. Then, shocker, talk about their feelings and try to actually sort out their problems so they can have an adult relationship. Bonus crumbs = 18 year old poor little rich kid in mad crush with a much older man. I really enjoyed this show, it had a unique premise, killer dialogue, there was a solid lead pair with charming chemistry, soft flirtation, delightful smiling kisses, and stinkingly cute domesticity.

Where Your Eyes Linger

Korea 2020 Viki

Ostensibly high school set about a poor kid whose been raised in a mafia kid’s family specifically to protect him (whipping boy trope, attack dog variant). Themes of codependency and survival with pretty classic Korean style romance ending.

TharnType

Thai 2019 Viki

This Thai BL has everything: university setting, great acting and complex characters, interesting friendship groups, enemies to lovers, angsty coming out, high production values, AMAZING chemistry, and multiple BL side couples with all the issues. But when I said everything I meant it because there's also: damaging queer rep, strong seme/uke and husband/wife language, classic tropes and lots of them, child abuse, bullying, mental illness, rough play, dub-con, non-con, and statutory rape (by the seme/gay character).

and its spin off: Don't Say No also qualifies for this post.

In fact most Mame stuff will involved trauma & drama, specifically.

Love By Chance 2

Love in the Air (Part 2)

Wedding Plan

Some others but I'm getting tired:

I Told Sunset About You et al

You Are Mine

Dear Doctor, I'm Coming for Your Soul

Ghost Host Ghost House

But frankly there are a ton more depending on how you look at it. I mean, what about Why R U? FIghter's dad is the issues with him coming out, but it's not really in the plot until late so ?

Lakorn BL drama llama soaps & similar

Moonlight Chicken - review here

Laws of Attraction

To Sir, With Love - review here

Sirs not appearing on this list

Our Dining Table is driven by childhood trauma but not angsty, similar to Oxygen. Not Me is angsty and dramatic and family stuff, but that's not really the driver of the plot. Life Love On the Line is all angst but he brought it on himself.

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Updated Nov 19, 2023, no intention of adding to this so if you want more, look at the comments. Someone is bound to get annoyed their favorite isn't on the list.

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akenya · 1 year

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Rizzoli and Isles is actually a show about a Queerplatonic Relationship.

Okay hear me out.

So, I always have shipped Rizzles. There are many MANY ways in which these are queer coded characters with a heavy romantic subtext, that a lot of the time honestly bleeds into the maintext. A lot of the actions and dialogue that we would typically interpret as romantic, especially between a hetero pairing, certainly works for this show.

But I did a re-watch of the show recently, and while I still ship them romantically, I actually think what is being portrayed between them is something else. They are DEFINITELY more than friends; I mean they are life partners in every sense of the word. But the kind of dynamic that is CANONICALLY portrayed between Maura and Jane, is in fact, a Queerplatonic Relationship.

So here’s a working definition of the term for those who aren’t familiar with it:

Queerplatonic relationships and queerplatonic partnerships are committed intimate relationships which are not romantic in nature. They may differ from usual close friendships by having more explicit commitment, validation, status, structure, and norms, similar to a conventional romantic relationship

I have actually experienced something like this, (and yes I’m going to get a bit anecdotally personal here; I’ll try not to be too long winded, but it’s relevant, I promise lol):

I had an (unspoken) kind of relationship like this with my best friend in my early/mid 20s. We have been best friends since I was 11, but something definitely shifted when we became adults, and I have to say, I ended up, quite unexpectedly, being deeply in love with my best friend...platonically. I didn’t want to date her. I didn’t want to sleep with her. But, I was totally devoted to her and we were each other’s person for years. We were each other’s assumed plus one for everything, we regularly did dinner dates, we gave each other super sentimental cards and specialized gifts on birthdays, we also regularly did domestic shit together like grocery shopping, errands, chores, house projects; you name it, we had it/did it. I mean we were even each other’s phone background for a while lmao. We never lived together, but we had keys to each other’s places.

Now a lot of this shit can happen and does happen in standard friendships (maybe not the phone background thing; that was super gay ngl hahaha), but the thing that made this different was the level of assumed partnership going on between us. And the...energy. We would stare deeply into each other’s eyes. We had that magnetic kind of magic with each other, like no matter where the other is in the room, we find our way back to each other. And people literally perceived us as a couple. Hell, my other friends teased us about it.

Any of this sound familiar?

Oh and I DO find her to be attractive and even sexy. And we flirted (still do lolol) a LOT.

But I didn’t ever really.....actually want to have sex with her. Not that I would’ve even necessarily been opposed to it, because we were so close, but it just, wasn’t ever a desire for me.

This was interesting to experience, because I do identify as a lesbian, I have been romantically attracted to people, sexually attracted to people, and the two, as society expects, do usually go hand in hand for me. But with her, I honestly could’ve seen forever; like being exactly as we were, as life partners, I could’ve even seen myself raising kids with her, and I would have been TOTALLY, GENUINELY content with it, ‘cause my relationship with her filled me up in a way nothing else has. This was confusing as all hell to me for a long time, because I didn’t have a name for this until recently when I learned about the concept of Queerplatonic Relationships which again supersede friendship and often are life partnerships, but aren’t inherently romantic or sexual, even though they are quite deep. I actually think QPRs speak to that “limitless” “otherwise undefinable” kind of relationship dynamic.

Sooo - and I promise I’m wrapping my story up - when my bff met her current boyfriend, which is her first super serious adult relationship, I didn’t quite experience jealousy, I mean I always envisioned a romantic partnership for her, and I still want that for me! Buuuut...my feelings were complicated because it’s like...I had to mourn what I lost, as our dynamic inherently changed, and the fact that I wasn’t her person anymore. Weird thing to process indeed. Also *ahem* SOUND FAMILIAR?

Without getting too carried away here (oh who am I kidding, I already have 😂) for comparison’s sake, I actually went through a crazy ass heartbreak with someone, also while I was in my mid 20s; someone to whom I WAS romantically, sexually, spiritually, connected and attracted. I mean I was IN LOVE with this woman and she broke my heart by not fully reciprocating my feelings and not wanting to be with me. I thought I was gonna die when we stopped talking. Hell, it’s been years and I still think about her.

But if you were to ask me who the true love. of. my. life. has been so far...I’d pick my best friend!

The funny thing is I think a LOT of women end up in these kinds of dynamics, ESPECIALLY queer women, maybe even more so queer women who form super close relationships to “straight” women (gotta put str8 in quotes ‘cause...this shit is inherently queer even though it’s not romantic/sexual). You all know what I’m talking about; You’d do anything for each other, there’s chemistry, connection, and care, yet it doesn’t quite fit into any box you try to give it. People read you as a couple. You know this about yourselves, and you just...accept it. Because what you have is actually beyond any label. You know?

Anyway, I think there’s actually something cool and radical about this and I know that queer people want and deserve romantic and sexual representation, but I think this IS an accurate kind of representation that happens all the time that isn’t appropriately covered or discussed in media.

In hindsight, I think that’s what really hooked me on R&I. I mean, I started watching ‘cause I thought they were lesbians, and I kept watching ‘cause I thought it would be canon! And yeah, I still think about what could’ve been with them: fanfiction is good for that. But why do I still watch the actual show? Well...I LIVED it.

Now: do I think that Maura and Jane often tip the scales a lil’ TOOOOO far in the explicitly gay direction on this show? Oh hell yes! Do I think you can interpret them as two people who are madly in love, romantically, with each other, yet are too scared to do anything about it? Oh hell yes! Like I said I do ship Rizzles. BUT, if I’m honest about what is FULLY, CANONICALLY being portrayed, no subtext, ALL maintext: It’s 10000% a QPR.

So no: Maura Isles and Jane Rizzoli are certainly not JUST friends. They aren’t just colleagues, although their work relationship is just as powerful and awe inspiring as their personal one. They aren’t really like sisters, although they can quarrel like siblings at times. They aren’t truly romantic, although they are essentially life partners. They aren’t in a sexual relationship with each other; not that it couldn’t go there, but I also see how it wouldn’t need to go there, and how that doesn’t diminish the bond at all. They have something that I recognize -and something I think perhaps many of us recognize too- something beyond definition, because at the core of it they are true-blue soulmates who share a kind of unconditional love that is rarely found in ANY kind of relationship. If there is a definition that comes close to summing this kind of thing up: Queerplatonic Relationship is the answer!

Idk just felt like sharing this. Thanks for reading 🤓

#rizzoli and isles #rizzles #maura isles #jane rizzoli #maura x jane #queer platonic partners #queer platonic relationship

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soullessjack · 6 months

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autistic spn fans: hey I relate a lot to jacks character and feel really represented as an autistic adult who has the same issues and experiences he has in the show :) here’s why I think he’s autistic and I’m gonna ask the silly actor man if he meant to do that bc he did it so well :)

silly actor man: I think he’s definitely a little bit on the spectrum, most of his traits were just from not being fully human but it’s important that people get to see themselves represented on tv and I like having that connection with you guys :)

the rest of the fandom: yay that’s so cool we love representation that’s so important he gets to be autistic just like his dad we love our autistic nougat child 😝😝😝

autistic spn fans: hey since we all agree that jacks autistic could you guys like dial it back on the baby thing it was cute at first but now that’s like the only content you ever make with jack and it’s kind of irritating and infantilizing

the rest of the fandom for some stupid fucking reason: I mean yea but I just like this better 😋😋 so cute and domestic and destiel family yay 😁 he’s basically a toddler anyways already its not hurting anyone 😜

autistic spn fans: … he literally says he isn’t a child and hates when ppl treat him like one and half of your reasoning for him being a child is just his autistic traits

the rest of this stupid fucking fandom for some stupid fucking reason: anyways i actually think that jack should’ve always been a baby and never ever an adult so that dean and cas can be uwu soft domestic gay dads with him 😝😝

autistic spn fans who related to jack as autistic adults and felt represented by him enough to thank the actor for his portrayal:

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goldenpinof · 5 months

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i love that it’s still called danandphilgames i never want them to rebrand it, the fact that theyre doing different things than gaming on the joint GAMING channel now just makes it better and funnier … like yes post your domestic gay shit on a ‘gaming’ channel please at this pace theyre gonna post a wedding vlog on their gaming channel and ill be so here for it i think it is endlessly iconic of them to put a baking video on there like yeah thank you. please aternate between playing mario kart and outrageously coupley content like thank you gamers. they get it. they are a gaming channel and they put drugs in it for free i need everyone to understand at all times that theyre a gaming channel who doesn’t Need to post that kind of gay shit but they do it for free because they’re insane and they know WE’RE insane. i need unnecessary gay drugs in my gaming channels. they’re a gaming channel and they decide what games they play and if they wanna play the game of posing for pictures as each other’s prom dates then who are WE to judge. haters will say it’s not gaming channel content

haters will say it's not gaming channel content but WE KNOW BETTER

#define gaming #phannies sanity is a game so they ARE gaming #dan and phil #dnpgames #answered

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castielslostwings · 1 year

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Please help me tell people about my book!

Hi! I'm publishing a book! It's HERE, just in time for Christmas!! It's GAY!! It's romantic!!! It's HOT! It has firefighters and background sapphic romance, and is exciting AF!!!

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**************************************** About the author (info dump ahoy!!!!) :

I'm Robin, sometimes known as Wings! I'm a 36-year-old, queer, autistic, disabled mom of 2 humans and 5 senior rescue dogs, former R.N. & paramedic. I'm a hardcore fangirl and a proud fanfic writer (and reader), and while I know some people will judge me for that, I am not ashamed! I started writing as a hobby after becoming physically disabled and unable to work as an RN. Fanfic gave me an audience and an outlet, gifted me purpose and hope again. Transformative fiction is FUN! It fosters creativity and passion, heals wounds, and makes people happy. If someone wants to discredit me for that, then perhaps they aren't the audience I'm seeking.

Ultimately, I know I'm taking a risk, but since people seem to enjoy my fics, this book is my attempt to try and make ends meet through original fiction! I know some people WILL discredit me. But I'm always about being myself and speaking on what I feel matters: Fanfic should be legitimized as a creative medium. I assure you, friends—the thousands of hours I've spent on my fanworks are as REAL as it gets. The intersection of disparaging fanfic + sexism/misogyny can't be overstated—women (esp queer women)'s unpaid work is often treated as a "hobby," not worthy of uplifting. I'm here to uplift! The risk is worth it—I would have nothing without fanfic & I'm proud. Younger creators shouldn't feel shame about writing/reading fanfic. We should ALL approach it as a legitimate medium. In fact, MOST new media these days is transformative "fanwork" of SOME kind, whether it's inspired by, based on, or outright rebooting existing worlds.

Plus, we queer folk simply deserve to see our stories in the mainstream media and to see the characters we fall in love, identify with, and root for to get their happily ever afters.

TL;DR: I'm keeping my name and history. Hopefully, I'll be successful in original fiction, but if not, I'll still be a fangirl. Please consider supporting me + other creators attempting to dip into original works. Follow or subscribe to my ko-fi for previews, updates, access to my discord community where I share exclusive content, and more: https://ko-fi.com/castielslostwings FIRE & ICE IS NOW AVAILABLE THROUGH MULTIPLE PLATFORMS! Ko-Fi subscribers will have the option to buy signed copies & merch bundles! The link to purchase will also be posted there first.

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luciferism · 6 months

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[ "Happy Birthday!" ]

Diavolo x Lucifer

Summary: It is Lucifer's birthday and he is having a home date night with his husband, Diavolo. What could go wrong... err... right?

Tags: Fluff and Smut, Anal Sex, Sex, Sensuality, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Domestic Fluff, Couch Sex, Married Couple, Married Life, Married Sex, Sub Lucifer, Soft Lucifer, Porn with Feelings, Not Beta Read, Not Canon Compliant, Top Diavolo, Soft Diavolo, Diavolo serenades Lucifer, They are married, Men in love, Gay Sex, way too ooc, Anal Fingering, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Healthy Relationships

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The couple had just finished dinner, savoring the last few bites of their delicious homemade meal. As they sat in their living room, sipping on wine and enjoying each other's presence, they both felt a sense of peacefulness and joy. Suddenly, Diavolo began to sing, his voice filling the room with sweet serenades. Lucifer's heart swelled with love as he listened to the beautiful and tender words, feeling the lyrics in his soul.

"I have not heard that song in ages, and there has not been a better performance than this. My love, you are charming. Your voice is angelic, and your eyes are enchanting. I would stay here in this seat for eternity just to listen to you sing."

Lucifer closes his eyes and listens to his husband, feeling the warmth of the candlelight, allowing himself to be swept away in the atmosphere and in this moment.

Diavolo continues to sing like a lovestruck teenage boy. His eyes are still closed as he enjoys the serenade. Lucifer leans in slowly and locks eyes with Diavolo before the song ends. Diavolo is smiling while singing the song. He is strumming an acoustic guitar, producing a calming melody.

"My love, you truly are a sight to behold. Your singing has stirred my heart, and your eyes are like pools of sweet honey. Your guitar strumming is soothing and relaxing after a long day at work. It is truly a pleasure to be in your presence."

Lucifer opens his eyes and looks at his husband. Diavolo gently sways with his guitar and closes his eyes as he immerses himself.

"Your every song always seems to be one we can relate to, and this one is no different. Your voice sounds so good, and the sound of your guitar is as enchanting as your eyes and smile. I enjoy seeing you immersed in your passion. Your talent is truly captivating, and I am lucky to be able to enjoy it with you tonight."

Lucifer smiles at Diavolo, who remains concentrated on his strumming and singing. Diavolo opens his eyes again and stares at Lucifer. A stupid grin is plastered on his face. He feels like he is courting Lucifer again. Lucifer places his hands on Diavolo's cheeks and pulls him in for a kiss. They kiss slowly and passionately.

"I love you. How do you like it?" Diavolo asks, eagerly.

Lucifer smiles at him and kisses him again.

"It's absolutely wonderful, my love. Your voice, your face, your guitar strumming, all of these combined make this song one that my heart longs for. I love you."

They kiss again passionately. Diavolo puts the guitar away without breaking the kiss. He wraps his arms around his husband, gently caressing up and down Lucifer's back. Lucifer's arms entwine with Diavolo's, and his caresses increase the passion in their kiss. He pulls Diavolo closer as their tongues entangle once again, intensifying their connection.

Diavolo sits down on the sofa as he slowly pulls Lucifer to sit on his lap. Lucifer sits on Diavolo's lap without breaking the kiss. The passion inside him builds even more, and he caresses Diavolo's hair, massaging his scalp as he wraps his other arms around Diavolo's neck, hugging him tightly.

As they continue to make out, Diavolo's hands travel further south until he reaches his husband's butt, he gently squeezes it. Lucifer gasps and tightens his embrace around Diavolo. His breathing becomes heavy, and his caresses become more intense. The desire to be with Diavolo completely consumes him. He breaks the kiss with a loud groan of pleasure.

Diavolo kisses his husband's neck as soon as Lucifer breaks the kiss. His hands sneak under Lucifer's garter shorts and undergarment, feeling his husband's bare skin in his palms. Lucifer groans again as Diavolo's hands caress his butt and thighs, sending ripples of pleasure through his body. He leans back slightly and closes his eyes, allowing himself to enjoy every minute of this pleasure.

Diavolo continues to caress Lucifer from his back to his butt. He kisses and nibbles Lucifer's neck and lips as he starts to remove all of Lucifer's shorts and undergarments.

"I love you…" Diavolo said.

Lucifer grins wildly as Diavolo removes his undergarments. He feels his husband's fingers gliding over his bare skin, giving his body shivers of pleasure. Lucifer's body is completely relaxed and his breathing becomes slow. He whispers to Diavolo.

"I love you too, Diavolo. This is the best birthday present ever."

Diavolo smiles while giving hickeys to his husband's neck, chest, collarbones, shoulders and arms. He closes his eyes as he kisses and tastes Lucifer all over his upper body parts, leaving trails of hickeys and saliva.

"Happy Birthday, Lucifer. I love you forever."

Lucifer's body is covered in hickeys, and his eyes are fluttering. He lets out a deep moan and closes his eyes. He grips the sofa's pillows, feeling more pleasure with every kiss and every hickey. His voice becomes hoarse as he tries to speak.

"Diavolo, this feels fantastic. You are truly a master at giving pleasure to your husband. Please, give me more. I want to feel more."

As Lucifer sits on Diavolo's lap, Diavolo's hands, lips and tongue continue to caress his husband's body. Diavolo chuckles while admiring all the hickeys on Lucifer's body. He kisses Lucifer again, their tongues swirl around each other and saliva mixes together. He rested his hands on Lucifer's butt and slowly inserted his middle finger.

Lucifer tilts his head back and moans loudly. His hips begin to move slightly, and he grips Diavolo's waist. His mouth is slightly opened, and he gasps for more air while Diavolo pleases him. His hands grip the sofa pillows tighter, his body moving to the rhythm of Diavolo's hand. He stares at the ceiling, enjoying every minute of this pleasure, completely forgetting about everything else except Diavolo.

"You're so hot…"

Diavolo looks at his husband with a loving yet lustful gaze. He kissed his neck for a bit and inserted another finger, moving his hand at a fast pace while wiggling his fingers inside. Diavolo's free hand caresses his husband's butt and thighs.

Lucifer's breathing is heavy and his heart is beating rapidly. His hands grasp Diavolo's arms and his nails dig into Diavolo's skin. Lucifer moans and pants loudly, and his chest rises and falls quickly. His body is still moving to Diavolo's rhythm. His eyes are slightly closed.

"Diavolo, don't stop…"

Lucifer's face is full of pleasure as he wraps his arms around Diavolo's neck, pulling him closer. He stares at Diavolo, lost in the trance of passion. His tongue is sticking out as he moans loudly. Diavolo's fingers and hands are taking him to heaven. He is completely immersed in this experience. He leans back, and his body is moving to the rhythm of Diavolo's hand. He feels so alive and so close to Diavolo, yet at the same time, this connection feels like something greater, something more.

Lucifer continues to squirm and move above Diavolo's sitting figure, riding Diavolo's fingers and leaning his body back away from Diavolo's. Lucifer's moans and groans make Diavolo more aroused by the second. Diavolo wraps his free arm around his husband's waist and pulls Lucifer closer back to his body. He proceeds to kiss and nibble again on Lucifer's neck and shoulders as he increases the pace of his hand and adds another finger inside Lucifer's butthole.

"I can't get enough of you, Lucifer."

Lucifer is completely consumed by the pleasure of Diavolo's touch. The feelings of his fingers and saliva are driving him wild. He is moving on top of Diavolo, back and forth, in and out. He is completely immersed in this feeling of love and pleasure. There is nothing else he desires now except to enjoy this moment with Diavolo.

He looks at Diavolo.

"Diavolo... Oh, Diavolo... Oh, my love... I love you... Diavolo... Take me... Take me now…" Lucifer gasps and moans at his words.

Diavolo smiles at his husband's pleas. His fingers continue to move and wiggle inside Lucifer while his free hand glides towards his own boxers, freeing his own erect manhood – the tip is flushed pink and leaking with precum. He looks down at Lucifer's bouncing erection between both of their crotches and chuckles at the sight. He gives himself a few pumps of his hand around his manhood while looking at Lucifer's handsome face.

"With pleasure, love." Diavolo smirks and kisses his husband's shoulder.

Lucifer's face is flushed and red. His mouth is slightly open as he moans loudly. He is completely immersed in this feeling of pleasure, as if there is nothing else that matters. He stares at Diavolo with a hazy gaze, wanting this moment to last forever.

"I want you, Diavolo... I need you... Now…"

Diavolo shuts his eyes and kisses Lucifer's swollen pink lips. He takes out his fingers and holds his husband's hips, guiding him down, as his free hand holds his own dick. The tip rubs Lucifer's twitching entrance for a bit before Diavolo slowly sheathes himself inside. The warmth and Lucifer's nonstop contraction around him makes Diavolo twitch inside Lucifer's soft flesh. He pulls away from the kiss and smiles as he grabs Lucifer's waist and butt cheek to guide Lucifer's movements on his lap.

"Ah... feels so good…" Diavolo moans.

Lucifer's eyes are fluttering and his mouth is slightly opened. He is lost in bliss as Diavolo's hand controls his movement. His face is flushed, and his eyes are glazed over. He is moaning with pleasure, but he is enjoying every second of this.

"My love... Oh, Diavolo... it feels so good…"

Lucifer's face is flushed and red from pleasure. His eyes are glazed over as he moves up and down Diavolo's lap. He leans in to give Diavolo another kiss before pulling away. He is completely consumed by this feeling. His breathing becomes more intense and his moans become more frequent and louder.

"Yes... Oh, Diavolo... More... More!"

Lucifer groans and moans, letting out a loud moan of pleasure. He moves back and forth in sync with the rhythm of Diavolo's movements when Diavolo moves his own hips upwards, hitting Lucifer deeper inside.

His hands grip Diavolo's body, trying to keep himself from falling. He looks at Diavolo, completely overwhelmed and submerged in their passion. He is completely unaware of what and where he is. The only thing that exists now is their love-filled embrace. Diavolo's warm body against his, their tongues wrestling in a passionate kiss while Diavolo moves inside him. He is completely lost in this beautiful moment of love and pleasure.

Diavolo thrusts even harder at a constant fast pace. His grasp on Lucifer's waist turns firmer, leaving faint handprints on his husband's flesh. He leans his head back on the backrest of the sofa and his eyes roll back from pleasure. Lucifer's face contorts in pleasure which made him even more desirable in Diavolo's eyes. Diavolo's one hand glides up Lucifer's chest, caressing and feeling up the smooth warm skin against his palm, also feeling Lucifer's heart's fast beating. He pinches his husband's hardened nipples, gently tugging and squeezing each bud.

"You never fail to turn me on…" Diavolo says, his voice is hoarse from grunting and moaning.

Lucifer groans as he moves up and down on Diavolo's body. The constant stimulation from Diavolo's fingers and thrusts send ripples of pleasures all over Lucifer's body. His every muscle contracts with each jolt of pleasure as the pressure from the constant stimulation around his groin and chest is intense. His breath is ragged, and he tilts him back so his head is completely submerged between Diavolo's shoulder and arm, while his eyes are closed, completely lost in the world of pleasure.

"I... want more... Diavolo." He opens his eyes, finding Diavolo's handsome face a few inches above him.

Lucifer's body tenses as he lets out a loud moan of pleasure. His muscles convulse and his breath becomes more labored. His eyes shut close for a moment as he enjoyed every second of Diavolo's touch inside him. His back arch and his jaw clenched as he grips Diavolo's body even tighter.

"Diavolo… I love you…"

Diavolo's passionate thrusts and constant pace makes Lucifer moan louder and louder. Diavolo's hand feels magnificent caressing his body. The love-filled sensation of Diavolo inside of him is too much for Lucifer to bear. He groans loudly and tightly hugs Diavolo's body. Lucifer's hands grab Diavolo's arms, holding him tighter and closer to him, as if he doesn't want to let go of this feeling and the moment.

Diavolo feels Lucifer's body clenching around him in waves of pleasure.

"Keep doing that... clench more."

Diavolo moans at the sensation from Lucifer riding him and clenching around his manhood. His grip on Lucifer's waist turns into an embrace. He moves along with Lucifer's movement, meeting their hips together faster and deeper – back and forth, almost out and hurries back in – the sofa cries by creaking under their weight. The pleasure that Diavolo is feeling is becoming more overwhelming. He moans and gasps as he frees Lucifer from his embrace, his hands resting back on his husband's waist and thighs.

"Ohh… okay." Lucifer nods as he grants Diavolo's request.

Lucifer moves frantically on top of Diavolo's lap, pushing in deeper with every thrust. His body is moving along the rhythm of Diavolo's every movement. Lucifer is feeling overwhelmed by this intense pleasure. He grunts and groans so loud he almost chokes. He rides Diavolo's manhood faster and deeper, making both of them moan. Their tongues continue to wrestle in a passionate kiss.

"That's it…" Diavolo kisses his husband's shoulders.

Lucifer gasps and moans as he squeezes Diavolo from the inside, making Diavolo grunt from the tightness around his cock. His back is against Diavolo's chest, and he has his arms wrapped around Diavolo's body. He looks up at Diavolo with a hazy, satisfied gaze, and his eyes are half-closed. He continues to thrust his hips and ride Diavolo.

Diavolo's grip on Lucifer's thighs becomes stronger, his pace even more consistent and faster. The aggressive yet passionate lovemaking makes them look like pornstars from a scripted porn production.

"Love... I'm close."

Diavolo looks up to Lucifer's face. He brushes off the stray bangs from Lucifer's forehead, his hair wet from the sweat. He shuts his eyes and kisses Lucifer's neck and gently bites it. Diavolo's thrusts go faster and erratic as he tries to chase his high. Lucifer keeps bouncing on Diavolo's lap with equal excitement, he wants to give in and reach his climax.

"I'm close, too…"

Lucifer closes his eyes and bites his lips, trying to suppress the urge to reach his climax. His hands grip the sofa pillows tightly as he rides Diavolo while Diavolo moves more frantically. Lucifer's legs are wrapped around Diavolo and both of their bodies are tightly pressed against each other. Lucifer feels every single inch of Diavolo's body, every single stroke.

"Diavolo, love. Ohh…"

Lucifer's groans and moaning turn into full-on loud moans of pleasure as he approaches his climax. Lucifer's body tenses. His face is contorted in pure pleasure as a tear drops down to his cheek. His hands tighten around Diavolo's wrists, his whole body tensing as the pleasure peaks and reaches its conclusion.

"Ahh! Lucifer…"

Diavolo thrusts slows down as he reaches his climax. He uncontrollably twitches inside Lucifer as he fills his husband with his semen. He rests his forehead on his husband's chest, white thick fluid continues to spurt out. Diavolo's grip on Lucifer goes loose and he proceeds to softly caress Lucifer's back and thighs to soothe him from the intense pleasure.

Lucifer's whole body is flushed and he is panting heavily on top of Diavolo. His arms are wrapped around Diavolo, his body still tensing in the afterglow of the climax. Lucifer looks up to Diavolo, his eyes puffy from his tears, looking at him lovingly while still feeling his husband inside him.

"Happy Birthday, Lucifer."

Diavolo smiles as he greets his husband one more time. He continues to caress Lucifer's thighs lovingly as Lucifer stays still on top of his lap.

Lucifer's breathing slows down as the immense wave of pleasure sweeps through his body and recedes slowly. He lies down on top of Diavolo, feeling his husband's hand caress his body, and his breathing gradually becomes normal. He looks at Diavolo and whispers to him.

"Diavolo, my love... What a night…"

#obey me smut #obey me lucifer #obey me fanfic #obey me fluff #obey me diavolo #obey me dialuci #obey me diavolo x lucifer #diavolo x lucifer #obey me #obey me oneshot

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Let’s deconstruct this…

Ok, so at this point I’ve seen a great many things written on Who Ed is with a capital W, and even I’ve thrown bits and pieces of my hat in the ring. But there is one particular thing I have a burning desire to express, and that is, respectfully, Edward’s softness is his own damnit.

There’s a pretty popular notion gaining traction in the fandom that Ed’s softness is just as much a performance as Blackbeard. That him embracing it fully in those brief moments of episode 10 before “the kraken” was unhealthy actually, and he wasn’t being true to himself. In summary: Ed requires Blackbeard to be whole. And my question is: why do people find Ed an unreliable narrator in his softness, or more specifically, why do people think he lacks autonomy of it?

It bothers me when people say that Ed is trying to be like Stede to gain approval in these moments, because the only major similarity I see is aesthetic. Guys a huge theme of the show is older queer men finally finding ways to escape varying forms of toxic masculinity, and understanding that their queerness does not exclude them from manhood. Homogenizing two effeminate gay men and implying that one is “losing himself” to the idiosyncrasies of the other goes directly against this goal. In fact it actually perpetuates negative gay stereotypes, but I’ve made a video essay where I discuss that at length.

Edward writes and performs a song on deck when he wants to process and share his feelings openly. Not only is this waaay more emotional honesty than we ever see Stede express (on purpose at least), but this is a creative outlet unique to Ed. Theatrical story telling is an established motif in Ed’s character the same way literary storytelling is for Stede’s. Edward’s not only dealing with his hurt in a way Stede definitely wouldn’t (he didn’t, Stede went out of his way pretend everything was fine in episode 8), he’s also doing so through an established passion of his.

The Swede wasn’t full of shit when he said that performance can simply be an expression of you. This is not Ed trying to put on a new mask when the old one proved ineffective. This is him finding comfort and even joy in finally using performance to reveal himself instead of hide. I don’t understand why the credit for this beautiful moment of self discovery must be ripped from Ed and used to accuse Stede.

It’s the same with the “SiLk GoWn”. This is the same person who lovingly touches every piece of nice fabric he lays eyes on, and lit up like a fucking Christmas tree the second someone said the word “fashion.” Ed has had a deep love and longing for such a soft pretty thing since day 1. These were ingrained and suppressed in Ed all long before Stede came on the scene. That robe may literally belong to Stede, but just as he wore it as a sign of his newfound boldness under the safety of someone loving him for who he is, Ed’s choice to wear it symbolizes the blossoming autonomy of his own identity. To continue enjoying the things Stede made him feel safe enjoying even without his presence.

Now let’s move on (or backwards I guess?) to the academy. Something I’ve seen a lot is people decrying that Ed is sacrificing his authenticity to play a housewife for Stede. Guys… he just folded some socks, calm tf down. Saying something like this about a gay man just trying to do something small and sweet for someone he loves, again, really seems to perpetuate the toxic masculinity this show hauls ass to deconstruct. Yes the answer to toxic masculinity isn’t just “effeminacy is perfect and good”. But Ed can be genuinely content with finally being able to partake in the domesticity he never got to experience without perpetuating that.

And you know what, he can be unsure of the best way to fulfill that desire and change his mind. I don’t quite like the disregard for Ed’s autonomy when people say his decision to stay at the academy or find an escape is driven only by whatever he thinks Stede wants. He is taking Stede’s feelings into consideration because that is perfectly healthy when you love someone and want a life with them, but his choices are still absolutely driven by his own needs moment by moment too.

I think people really take Ed understandably not wanting to be subjugated by the British and run with it. Like yes he is visibly uncomfortable with the soldiers treating him like an exotic animal they’ve tamed because no shit. But I don’t know how many times Ed has to blatantly state he does not want to be a pirate anymore for it to be believed.

Edward is not an exception to this. Even if he managed to thrive emotionally in this line of work once upon a time and there are aspects of it he enjoys, Ed still became a pirate out of desperation. He didn’t choose it any more than Oluwande and Jim did, he was fleeing poverty and abuse.

It’s not that piracy is a net bad and that Ed should want to distance himself from it. It’s that he assumed piracy is the only option he’s ever had in life even when it hurts him, and the realization that he has the freedom to choose differently is empowering and a net good. Him wanting to run to China with Stede, or take the crew’s funky acts on the road, whether they’re practical or not (especially in this show) is beside the point. The point is Ed’s absolute unbridled joy in their possibilities, the pure delight in discovering that you are not chained to a series of decisions you made under extreme duress 30 years ago.

No, Ed is not doing a complete 180 of his personality during his NoBeard era. He’s been forced to sacrifice his personhood for decades, and is now finally wrestling it out the grasp of thousands of people… at the age of 50 and during two of his darkest moments no less. How absolutely amazing.

#this is probably gonna flop cause it’s a mile long but I’m passionate about this damnit #it’s about autonomy over one’s own identity babes #ESPECIALLY in the context of queerness #biceratops meta #ofmd #meta #our flag means death #analysis #Edward teach #Blackbeard #Stede bonnet #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #1x09 #1x10

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Fanelli Fest 2024

Beginning on 12 April and running through 14 April, Fanelli Fest is a fandom weekend meant to celebrate the lesser known (but no lesser loved) ex-boyfriend turned dear friend, Joe Fanelli.

Where?

Here on Tumblr and also AO3! If you use other transformative works sites, such as Wattpad, you are also welcome to upload there as well! Tag @fanellifest, use the tag #FanelliFest2024, and/or add to the AO3 collection.

How?

Any fanwork medium is welcome! Write fic, post art, make a playlist of songs you think he would be listening to at the gym. Each day has assigned prompts you can use in any way you wish, or even not at all. You can go rogue, as long as Joe is a feature of your work! See more information in the rules below.

Prompt List

Day 1 - Friday, 12 April

Birthday Celebrations

First Meetings

Domesticity

Day 2 - Saturday, 13 April

Breaking Up & Making Up

The Gay Scene

Cat Acquisition System

Day 3 - Sunday, 14 April

Tour Life

Modern AU

Culture Shock

Rules

This weekend is all about Joe! Whatever the ship, whatever the creative medium, please feature Joe Fanelli as a main focus of your work.

Any ship, as long as Joe is involved, is welcome! Roll classic or get wild.

Alternate Universes of any sort (i.e., modern settings, genderswaps, timeline deviations, fantasy, etc.) are allowed.

You are not required to follow the prompts! They’re there as a guideline, but feel free to branch out.

Please tag your works appropriately! Some topics—both in general and of relevance this weekend—can be heavy for people.

NSFW content is welcome, but we ask that those creating and interacting with NSFW art/writing be 18+.

While we’ll be providing information on the blog about who Joe was and what is known about him, it isn’t a requirement to adhere to strict historical accuracy in your works. Don’t worry about getting all the facts right!

Delete any and all hateful comments. Do not engage or interact—this goes for other readers as well.

Please reach out with any questions. We look forward to seeing your contributions!

#FanelliFest2024 #queen fandom event #joe fanelli

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canonically47 · 6 months

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my take on the OFMD s2 finale: fuck that

(major spoilers continuing from here)

it’s sweet that the crew now also has zheng, auntie, spanish jackie and the swede is back, the reunion kiss was the sweetest thing ever, i loved lucius and pete’s wedding etc etc but there’s some things i can’t look past.

let’s get into izzy. izzy went through a lot this season. he started off as someone we were meant to dislike and slowly evolved into the only reason the crew was alive and functional. they became his family, and he became their new, true leader. their new unicorn, if you will. they cared for him, they loved him, and he loved them back. hell, he even had that sweet speech about piracy that made me tear up!

but then he died. and this isn’t the bury your gays trope, since the show has dozens of happy gay people and a lot of queer joy, but the redemption through death trope - or at least a poor attempt at him.

look at me. izzy got all the redemption he needed. he proved himself. he was happy. he was content. he had a good life ahead of him. and then he died.

his final words didn’t even mean anything, because ed still left the crew (along with stede). and this is sweet because they got to fulfill their dreams of having an inn, but this would have been better if izzy’s speech was just slightly different. or if it was like it canonically is, then it should have been established the crew was going to visit, or the inn was temporary, or ANYTHING.

back to izzy - i’m not mad he died. i’m mad the timing was horrendously bad. a single 28 minute episode is not enough to have ed’s character arc evolve, a sweet reunion, lots of drama and comedy, kill izzy off, have a lupete wedding, and have gentlebeard stay behind to have an inn. there should have been one or two extra episodes. there should have been more time to mourn izzy! i was sobbing my ass off and the show had already moved on to the wedding - i mean, what?? are we just not meant to care? i get that he had that burial, and he was shown as the last frame in the show yes, but how much tribute is that? stede’s dialogue made it seem like he barely cared when we knew the two had gotten closer! i get that he may have had conflicting emotions and this show is a comedy, but come on, people, you can do better!

the inn idea is sweet but i don’t see it lasting. the fourth episode really makes me wary of this idea because those two girls really fucking hated that domestic lifestyle bro!!! also, ed just accepted himself as a pirate outside of blackbeard, he just forgets that life? that’s bullshit. you can’t just spend the entire season exploring ed’s character as a pirate and then drop the pirate part. you can’t!!!

still mad about izzy. still confused about why everyone was in such high spirits after his death despite, you know, them getting along with him amazingly this season and loving him so deeply. but whatever, i too would be back at sea and giggling after my (at heart) captain died. in fact, i would even get married after that! yay, ring those bells! (/sarc)

i loved the wedding but you cannot tell me it wouldn’t have been better if there had just been more time between izzy’s death and it.

also. i’m pretty sure so many other characters walked off wounds in that exact area izzy got shot in... but i guess... plot armor??

tl;dr: i’m pissed off at OFMD’s season two ending, especially the way izzy’s death was handled.

yeah, i’m not happy with this. at least put me out my misery and announce this is the last season. dragging it on for longer would not work.

ending words: i would have been much more content with izzy dying if he was given more time, if his death was handled better, and if his speech had meant anything at fucking all to ed.

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lesbiandanhowell · 4 months

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Sam reacts to: THE BACHELOR PARTY - Dan and Phil play The Sims 4: Season 2 #5

- Dan wearing the BIG outfit!! This has me more emotional than it should have.

- How many bachelor parties has you been on Dan??

- THE DAY OLD FOOD DISCUSSION WHAT. Legit such domestic shit somehow I can't explain it.

- GETTING SO MUCH CONTENT FOR THE WEDDING HILL (I love this truly and entirely the sheer fact we can have a wedding hill)

- THE MALE STRIPPER. the coin thing dan stop that was awful.

- "Oh my god you can tell he's gay" - me looking at old dnp video now ngl

- YES DAN SHADE THE GENDERED SINKS. I am so glad because yes gendered colors deserve shade.

- You gave him that party outfit dumbasses. Love how they keep making fun of the choices their last selves have made.

- Not more bottom jokes, not that I am surprised anymore but it still gets me.

- The house lore aww. I also am so??? how do they still have this much happening over 2 years after moving in.

- Phils superstition with the umbrella and the thunderstorm foreshadowing aww. They are such a good match of one believing nothing but hard science and the other being very superstitious.

- Dan sounds SO affectionate saying just give Phil some sugar and he'll engage at parties/ dancing.

- Phil being so embarrassed about them being naked, like he turned BRIGHT red haha.

- THE JAMAICE LORE and Dan lying about his age is so real, also the fact the woman came onto both of them.

- Dan being emotional about their wedding makes so much sense for who he is tho and it makes me happy.

And I will be showing up in my best attire you better your ass!

My reactions are delayed as I am currently on vacation but I am thoroughly enjoying gamingmas still!

#dan and phil #amazingphil #daniel howell #phan #gaymingmas #sam reacts #THE BACHELOR PARTY - Dan and Phil play The Sims 4: Season 2 5

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hoffstrap-yuri · 10 days

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Motherhood

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*Summary: Maureen and Petra were adjusting to life as new mothers, but Petra can't help feel like she's not a piece of the puzzle

*Rating: +18 for Mature Explicit content

*Content/Tags: Mild Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Angst with a happy ending, Fluff and Angst, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Romantic Fluff, Family Fluff, Sex, Oral Sex, Breastfeeding

*Status: Sequel/Complete (First Fic Here)

Author's Notes: Surprising no one, I was overcome with gay feelings for Maureen yet again and needed to bust out a fic for them. Now with their kids! I hope you enjoy this also hastily crafted sequel as much as I liked writing the little family. Who knows, there could be a third in the series u.u

Also yay for obligatory Lindsey cameo, because we love Lindsey in this household!

It's just a shame that the twins don't have a second aunt u.u

Petra woke up with a groan, aimlessly swatting at the baby monitor on the other bedside table.

“Hon. One of the girls is up.”

“Can’t you get her?”

“Fine, fine.” Strahm pulled herself out of bed and shuffled to the room next door. She took hold of the twin that cried for her mother and gave her the once over. “What’s wrong…? You can’t answer that, but” she sighed. A dirty diaper. She could fix that, thank god. She put the girl down on the changing table and grabbed everything she knew she’d need. Alyssa. This one was Alyssa. She gave Alyssa her favorite ring and smiled at her as she cleaned her up, hugging her tightly once more once they were done. She kissed her head and placed her back in her crib, as she crossed the threshold of the room she smelt something from Jessica. “You just had to let me get halfway back to your mother’s room.” The baby, seemingly aware of Strahm’s mild frustration, giggled as the woman strode across the room and picked her up. Definitely more hefty than her sister, Petra cleaned her up and got her settled back down. She looked over her shoulder at the digital clock facing the girls, only took her about 20 minutes to get them back down. With a soft sigh she dragged herself back into bed and shoved her face into the back of her partner. Her arms wrapped around the space heater of a woman and leeched the body heat from the bigger woman. She waited for a toss, a shift, some kind of indication that Maureen was still up to no avail. Her breath brushed along the back of Maureen’s neck before whispering a soft, “I love you” to the hibernating bear. “I love you so damn much… It hurts.” Her hands slid across the once taut skin where Maureen’s twins had grown, now gave way to loose flesh. “… am I ever going to feel like a mother to the girls? Or is that just something reserved for you?”

She shook her head, trying to clear her mind like an etch-a-sketch before she would be able to fall asleep. Try as she might, the thoughts didn’t want to stop. She pulled herself away from Maureen and sat in the chair across the room. She walked downstairs and laid on the couch, covering herself up in more than three blankets to make up for the lack of Maureen’s warmth. It was this stupid piece of furniture where it all started. Where she promised that she’d stay by Maureen’s side, that she’d raise the baby as hers before Hoffman told her it’d be twins. “Stupid…”

“Petra?” A voice from behind the couch asked. Petra looked up in the direction of the voice, seeing the moonlight soaking Maureen’s visage. Literally radiant. She hated how beautiful she looked sometimes, when it came to her so effortlessly. Petra rolled over so she didn’t have to look at Maureen, “Petra. Tell me what’s wrong. Right now.”

“I’m not your girls, you can’t tell me what to do.”

“And if I asked nicely?” Maureen sighed

“Fine.” Strahm slid so that she was upright and made space for her girlfriend. When Maureen crashed down onto the couch, Petra wrapped herself around her. “I guess… I feel weird about taking care of the girls, because they’re not mine.”

“They’re yours.” Maureen’s lips reached out to make contact with Petra’s neck

“No I mean… You’re their mom, am I going too far if I kiss them on the cheek?” Petra tried to skirt away from her partner. Maureen’s arm was around her back before she could. Her chest shook as she said it.

“So you’ve been holding back on affection?”

“Yes… and it’s not like they can tell me what’s okay for me to do…”

“Petra, listen to me.” She took Strahm’s face into her hand and forced her to look into her eyes. “I may have carried them, got knocked up before I even knew you existed, but I’ll be damned if you keep acting like you’re not their mother.” She kissed the crown of her head and ran her thumb over Petra’s cheeks. “You are. You’re their mother.”

“I wish… I could believe you when you say that.” Strahm pulled away from Maureen’s touch, moving as far as she could on the furniture. Maureen sighed and stood.

“Let’s talk about this more in the morning.” She said, “I love you. Even if you don’t love me right now.”

“Maureen.” Petra sighed as her partner walked slowly up the stairs. She was out of earshot but Strahm whispered after Maureen, “I love you…” She pulled a pillow over her face and silently screamed into it. She threw the pillow across the room before getting up and grabbing it; she would need it if she wanted to get back to sleep tonight. “I love you, Maureen.”

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Strahm woke up as light trickled into the living room. It couldn’t have been later than seven. She hauled herself up from the couch and rummaged through the kitchen. Hearing the commotion in her kitchen, Maureen appeared downstairs like a spirit summoned. She wrapped her arms around Petra’s front and buried her head into the back of Strahm’s neck. Strahm’s hand gravitated for the thick locks of hair that fell onto her shoulder, affectionately running her fingers through her girlfriend’s hair.

“I’ll make breakfast.” Maureen said in a low voice

“No I’ll get it.”

“You can’t cook for shit, love. Get away from my appliances.” She growled, snaking a hand up Petra’s shirt. “I’ll give you more if you fucking sit down.”

“Fine I was just trying to be nice.” She squirmed away and sat at the table. Hoffman started making a cup of coffee for Strahm in her fancy espresso machine. She placed it in front of Petra and after she took a sip from the cup, she kissed her. Hoffman licked the trace of foam off her girlfriend’s lip to get a taste of caffeine. Petra used her finger to clean up the rest of the drink. Maureen leaned against the table and loosened the tie on her robe to give Petra a view of her favorite part of Maureen. “You’re being real generous this morning. Do you have some motive?”

“If I did?”

“I’d ask what it was.” Petra leaned into her and rested her hands on Maureen’s hips

“Can we talk about last night?” Maureen had set the trap and lured Petra in. Now Petra was snared.

“Yeah. We can talk about it.” Petra replied with a sigh. She ran a hand through her hair and looked into Maureen’s eyes. Her eyes were watery, threatening to spill if Petra wasn’t careful with her words. Of course, Petra was about as gentle with her words as a bull in a china shop. She had a tendency to get her foot in her mouth more often than it was on the ground.

“Why do you feel like you’re not the girls’ mother?” Maureen asked, point blank. There was no stepping around the issue.

“I guess…” Strahm started with a deep sigh, trying to collect her words. Thoughts were racing around her head; threatening to spill when there was only one train of thought that she actually meant to elaborate on. “This is going to be long” she said in a sort of apology.

“I have time. It’s Sunday. Like I was really going to plan on going to mass.” Maureen tried to cut the tension. At the very least it made Strahm’s lips curl into a half-hearted grin. She wanted so badly to kiss Maureen, but she didn’t feel worthy while they had this talk. God knows she should’ve cherished their kiss before bed last night given that that might be the last kiss she ever received from Hoffman.

“Growing up I knew something was wrong with me…” Strahm winced, thinking about the way she was as a kid. Constant wraps on her knuckles from the nuns, and school sanctioned bullying for looking like a fag when she was old enough to decide she hated her hair long. “I didn’t know I was into women but something never felt right when I’d kiss a guy… and when I did figure that out I resigned myself to the fact that I wasn’t meant to have kids. I thought and I thought about how I never really wanted kids really… I mean what woman would want kids with another woman, right? We’d look ridiculous…” Her fists were curled up in the fabric of her sleepwear as she tried to avoid looking at Maureen. “So this entire time I’ve been holding off from wanting something I shouldn’t have. Something I can’t have. At least in my mind. Why get my hopes up when I’m used to a life of disappointment?”

There was silence between the two of them, Petra knew she fucked up when her chest started to heave and hot tears ran down her face. She turned away from Maureen and started to walk towards the bathroom, the front door, anywhere so Maureen didn’t have to look at her pathetic self. Maureen’s hand reached out and closed the distance between the two of them, taking her girlfriend into her arms. Petra froze

“Honey… love.” With one hand on the small of Petra’s back the other found its way through the strands of Petra’s hair. She gasped for air as the cries turned into sobs and her fists curled up around the silk of Maureen’s pajamas. Maureen let go of her for just a second to walk the length of the kitchen and grab tissues for her before Petra clung to her a magnet once more. She kept whispering her pet names for Strahm into Strahm’s ear until Petra was no longer crying. Her breathes were still ragged, but she’d managed to stop crying and looked into Maureen’s eyes for salvation.

“I love you,” She mumbled, barely louder than a whisper, “I love you so much and it hurts to think of my life without you or the girls now… but I just couldn’t let myself love them. What if you got tired of me and told me to leave?”

“I know.” Maureen’s thumbs carefully wiped away the last remnants of tears on Petra’s red cheeks, “I want to spend forever with you, but I understand why you’d think that.”

“Forever?”

“Forever.” Maureen looked at her with a serious expression. Her lips press ever so softly onto Petra’s with the mercy of an angel that Petra knew she didn’t deserve.

“I love you.” Petra repeated

“I love you too.” Maureen echoed back to her. Her hand rubbed a giant circle along Strahm’s back before asking, “You want some breakfast now?”

“Please.” Strahm used the edge of her sleeve to finish cleaning up her face. She took a seat at the table and crossed her legs, reaching for the paper on the table while she waited. While Maureen was in her own world throwing ingredients into the pan, Strahm decided she needed to check on the girls out of her own volition. She went up the stairs, probably creaking loudly into the kitchen. One… Jessica. Jessica had drool on her mouth that Strahm grabbed a wipe to clean off before holding onto her. After hesitantly waiting she kissed her cheek. It felt right. It didn’t feel like it was misplaced, or that she had overstepped and was to be smite by God. Jessica looked so happy in her second mother’s arms. It was going to take her time to learn how to be a better parent to her girls, but for once since the family left the hospital it felt like Strahm was in control of her own life. She whispered quietly, “I love you, Jessica.” before putting her back in her crib and taking Alyssa into her arms, showing a similar level of motherly affection to her other daughter. When she put Alyssa back down, she repeated the words “I love you, Alyssa”. She traced over the outline of the crib’s, admiring Maureen’s handiwork for a moment before walking back downstairs. Maureen was already going to town on her plate when she came back.

“Food’s getting cold.” Maureen hummed, food filling her mouth. “You okay, honey?”

“Yeah… just thought I’d go check on the girls.”

“Were they crying?” Maureen shifted in her seat, “Did they need to be fed?”

“No, they’re okay for now. Sleeping soundly, though Jessica had some spit up on her cheek.” Strahm took the first bite of eggs before eating at a similar pace as her partner. When Maureen finished her food she pressed her lips onto the crown of Strahm’s head and said,

“You’ll be such a good mother to the girls.” She assured her

“Thanks.” Petra’s hand rested against Maureen’s cheek. Maureen nuzzled against it before kissing the skin above Petra’s pulse, “You want me to do the dishes?”

“I’d prefer if you brought the girls down.”

“Okay.” Petra went back upstairs and carried Alyssa down, then went back up to grab Jessica, lest she drop one of the twins on the way down.

“Oh, there’s my girls.” Maureen lit up when she saw her daughters on the living room floor, scooping them up into her arms and covering them in kisses.

“I thought you said you were gonna do dishes.” Strahm smirked

“Dishes are soaking, and almost done.” Hoffman countered

“Uh huh.”

“Promise. You wouldn’t tear me away from my babies now, would you?” She puffed up her lips and put on the most fragile looking doe eyes. Strahm rolled her eyes, but ultimately yielded to her partner. Petra sat back on the couch while Maureen did what looked like baby aerobics to her daughters, at least to Petra. She eventually slid down off the furniture and sat on the floor with her family as the girls got bored with the lion Maureen was trying to force them to play with. Petra inched towards Maureen as she laid on the floor and kissed her.

“Mhm, what’s that for?” Maureen wrapped a hand around Strahm’s shoulder as she returned the kiss

“Your little lion voice was cute.” Strahm smiled down at her partner

“Thank you, I tried.” She replied in the lion voice

“But not that cute.” Strahm’s face turned serious before cracking once more. After making sure her back was clear, Petra sat back down next to Maureen and started shaping Maureen’s hair as it cascaded out onto the carpet floor.

“You’re so pretty.” Maureen blurted out. She said it as if it was as natural as breathing to her

“You’re prettier.”

“This isn’t a contest, love. You can be gorgeous, and I can be beautiful.” Maureen leaned forward ever so slightly and looked into Strahm’s eyes with those ocean foam blue eyes

“Yeah… but you’re absolutely breathtaking.”

“And you make the stars envious of how brightly you shine.” Maureen buttered her up with flowery language. Petra made a run for Jessica as the girl crawled towards the door faster than either mother could herd her back towards her sister.

“Got you.” She told the infant, who giggled at her mother. “You look just like your mom with that devious smile of yours.”

“I don’t know, seems like she’s got your personality though.” Maureen teased her, taking Jessica from Petra’s arms and holding her against her chest. “Seems like someone’s getting fussy.”

“Then feed her” Strahm shrugged

“I will, I will.” Hoffman lifted her shirt up. Jessica latched on to the teat and Hoffman held her. Strahm ended up staring at Hoffman’s chest while she fed their daughter, and Hoffman knew her girlfriend was looking. She smirked and cleaned the two of them up before taking the twins back upstairs for their afternoon nap. When she came back down she had a certain satisfied look on her face as she pulled Petra from across the floor back onto her knees before Maureen’s spot on the couch.

“Oh honey. Whatever am I going to do with you?”

“What do you want?” Petra asked, pressing her lips onto Maureen’s knees as she waited for an answer.

“You know our first night together? Something like that… with you absolutely salivating at the sight of my pregnant body.”

“Have I not been a loyal devotee to you as you are now?” Petra’s eyebrow perked up. Her hands slowly inched up underneath Maureen’s shirt, resting on her hips before lifting the fabric up. Her mouth was on the stretchmarks of Maureen’s stomach before the other woman could say another word.

“Just like that, my love.” Hoffman’s hand threaded through Strahm’s hair. She split her legs open and Strahm hopped onto her lap. Her lips met with Maureen’s collarbone and wrapped her arms loosely around Maureen’s neck.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Strahm’s hips bucked up into the fat that spilled into Maureen’s lap

“You spoil me.” Maureen purred

“Can I do something selfish?” Strahm asked her

“Sure.” Maureen laughed, not knowing what it could entail. Strahm took her shirt off over her head and tossed it to the side, running her thumb over Maureen’s nipple. She cupped Maureen’s breast with one hand before putting her lips around the bud. She started sucking slowly. “Hon… honey…”

“Yeah?” Petra asked, her mouth still perched around her nipple.

“Yeah. Do that.” Maureen’s mind was quietly short circuiting as Strahm smirked. She continued to suck on her nipple before managing to draw some of the milk from her teat. She drank from her partner even though it was useless for her. Maureen’s nails dug deeper into the skin of Petra’s hips as her girlfriend drunk her dry. Her hand that cupped Maureen’s boob massaged the fat before trailing that same hand over her stomach. She pulled off and cleaned the side of her mouth with the tip of her finger before moving her mouth further south. Her tongue dipped into Maureen’s belly button before leaving a love bite on skin just above the spot.

“Be honest with me dear…” Maureen hummed, “Was I pretty when I was pregnant?”

“I could care less. I can’t get a-fucking-enough of you.” Strahm growled. Maureen threw her head back against the couch and clamped down on Petra’s hips. Petra tore her hands up before getting back onto the floor. She pulled Maureen’s pants down to her ankles and pressed her lips along the hem of her underwear. They were sloppy and wet, tongue applying pressure to the waistband. When she knew Maureen was good and teased, she slid the panties in a similar fashion to the floor. Petra’s tongue licked at Maureen’s clit until her partner’s legs folded and her back arched. Her hands pulled on Petra’s hair as she tried to keep herself quiet so the babies wouldn’t wake up from her screams. Petra stopped teasing her and let her finally cum. Maureen’s back slumped and Strahm’s thumb flicked over the skin of Maureen’s womb.

“I love you…” Maureen whimpered after Strahm’s head was back up from in between her legs. Strahm pressed her lips once more onto Hoffman’s stomach before replying.

“I love you too.” She shut her eyes and whispered something silently against Hoffman’s body. Hoffman didn’t ask. She didn’t want to take away from how mesmerized Petra acted over her.

“Come here.” Maureen said in a demanding voice, tugging her girlfriend up. Petra gladly let Hoffman pose her to her comfort until she was lying on her back and Maureen was on top of her. It was almost suffocating, but the pressure felt so good on her. Maureen’s hands rested on Petra’s chest before she slowly started kneading her boobs.

“What are you doing?” Petra looked at her

“You’ve ever had a cat?”

“Back when I was in college.” Petra continued to look at her like she was crazy

“When they��re happy, they knead.”

“Okay, so you’re happy. Why my chest and not my stomach?” Petra laughed

“No reason.”

“Mhm.” Petra’s hand rested on Hoffman’s back. “So it has nothing to do with you trying to also make me lactate?”

“No comment.” Maureen replied, continuing her massage. Petra grabbed the blanket from behind her girlfriend and wrapped it around the two of them. “I love you.”

“Love you too.” Petra replied, her fatigue suddenly crashing upon her like waves. Sensing the other woman’s tiredness, she pulls herself off her girlfriend. Petra whined and reached out for Maureen before asking, “Where are you going?”

“To take a shower. My hair is gross.” She fluffed up the oily ends, “That and everyone else is occupied for the time being.”

“Let me shower with you.” Petra protested

“No. Sleep.” She told Petra. Petra grumbled some more before rolling over and taking a nap

“That’s my girl.” Maureen ran her hand over Petra’s head. She slipped into the shower quickly and came back to Petra. She curled up next to her and listened to the house’s creaks to lull herself to sleep. She’s woken up by the sound of someone hitting her front door furiously. She slid off the couch and slinked over to the spot where she kept her gun. She loaded it and kept to the walls of the living room before peering out the door.

“Agent Perez.” She said while opening the door

“Maureen.” She nodded

“What are you doing here?” She asked nonchalantly, tucking her gun away

“Strahm said the two of you wanted to go on a date. So here I am. To babysit.” Lindsey waved her hands in front of her like she was about to perform a magic trick

“Oh. Come in then.” Maureen held the door open for Lindsey and rustled Petra, “Hon. Wake up.”

“Mhm.” Petra groaned

“I know a way to wake her up.” Lindsey shrugged

“Hopefully it’s not cold water. This couch was expensive.”

“No.” Lindsey laughed before getting in her work partner’s face and shouting, “I’ll tell you what I want.”

Petra jolted up from the couch and replied with the next line in the song, “What I really really want.”

“You’re welcome,” Lindsey bowed. Petra looked at her with irritation before softening at the sight of Maureen.

“Hey.” She reached out for Hoffman

“Lindsey’s here to babysit for us.”

“Oh shit, that’s today?” Petra reached around the couch to find her planner

“Yeah. Go get your dress on and take Maureen out.”

“I don’t think I’ve seen you in a dress since we’ve started dating.” Maureen purred. Petra’s face flushed and she quickly walked upstairs while Maureen explained everything there was to know about the twins. Strahm let out a sigh of relief as she came back down, knowing the girls were in Lindsey’s capable hands. “You’re gorgeous” Maureen commented, wrapping an arm around her before pecking her cheek. “I’d better go get ready.”

“Yeah.” Strahm’s hand trailed after Maureen as Maureen let go and went upstairs herself.

“You feeling better?” Lindsey asked Strahm. Petra looked up at her as she fidgeted with the hem of her dress while sitting

“About what?”

“About being a mom now?”

“Yeah.”

“Good. That’s good for you.” Lindsey smiled. Maureen came back down with a girl in each arm, carefully handing her twins off to Lindsey as she avoided getting spit up on her outfit. “Oh my god, they’re so cute. They have the chubbiest cheeks I’ve ever seen!”

“I’m sure they’ll behave well for their Aunt Lindsey.” Maureen fawned over her girls one more time before taking Petra’s hand and pulling her towards the door. Petra broke her grasp and ran back to give the girls forehead kisses before walking back to her partner

“We’ll see you… later?”

“See you later. Say bye mom, bye mama.”

“They’re not really in that developmental phase yet…” Strahm started to explain

“Bye!” Maureen pulled her out the door before she could continue babbling on. She practically threw Petra into the car and ran her hand over the gear shift, “So. Where am I taking you?”

“Anywhere’s fine with me.” Petra ran her hand over Maureen’s before bringing it up to her lips, staring into her partner’s eyes. Maureen put the car in reverse and gunned it out of the driveway before Lindsey had time to change her mind.

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