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ohblackdiamond · 3 years

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kiss and homoeroticism

You wanted the essay, you got the essay.

Disclaimer: Please remember, cynical as it is, that KISS has always been into portraying particular images of themselves, and can and will change with the times and what they perceive as showcasing what they feels is the appropriate message/depiction. I’m not saying they’re never sincere, but, well, I’d take most of what they say with a grain of salt. And I say this for every single one of the original guys. They are all chronic exaggerators and often embellishers, and no showman worth his salt has ever let the truth get in the way of a good story. It’s all about perception.

There’s more of a focus on Paul here than anyone else and I do apologize for that; I just know more about him so he’s much easier to point out for an essay like this.

Calling this something like “times KISS has directly tried to court the LGBT audience” may, sadly, be a little bit of a stretch and a little too inclusive-- what they were mostly courting was the gay male audience. But let’s start with some stuff that’s definitive and, well, devolve from there. This one got away from me a bit. All opinions are my own.

*Bill Aucoin, their first manager, and his boyfriend, Sean Delaney, were gay. There’s a joke here about how despite everything this is the only real way KISS ever emulated their heroes the Beatles (having a gay manager), but that’s beneath me. Bill and Sean were out as far as the band and its associates went (and as far as their area of the music industry/celebrity went), but not as far as the general public was concerned. This was not remotely uncommon for the time period. All band members were cool with it and Bill and Sean would sometimes take the band to gay bars. All this to say that KISS was not unfamiliar with the gay scene at all.

*Their very first outfits that weren’t courtesy their moms’ sewing machines had their initial inspirations in, of course, the glam rock genre (KISS was one of, if not the last group to make it big in glam rock), but also in the leather subculture and S&M. This influence starts to fade out from tour to tour, but is probably most evident, I’d say, in Peter’s first real costume.

*Their stage moves-- specifically the KISS sway, and Ace dropping to his knees while Gene and Paul do the sway-- are courtesy Sean Delaney. Does it look cool for three guys to be synchronizing their movements while playing guitar? Yeah. Does it simulate oral sex? Yes. Was that their intent? Yes. There are a handful of concert clips where they go even farther with it (here is Gene simulating oral on Paul , and the second gif is Paul doing the same with Ace/Ace’s guitar). I want to emphasize that they’re not the only band at the time that did things like this, and I also want to emphasize that, again, image is everything to KISS and they absolutely enjoyed doing this for shock value and to play themselves up as “transgressive,” subversive, and dangerous. (No, I don’t know why or when Gene started licking Ace and later Tommy; I don’t think Sean can be credited with that stage move-- I feel like Gene just saw Ace’s bare neck one horny evening and went for it, and Ace either didn’t mind or at least dug it enough that it just became a thing.) But it’s also intentionally erotic.

*Photoshoots-- Hotter than Hell and the White Room sessions are the main culprits people point to (and again, it’s worth noting that everyone in the Hotter than Hell session besides Gene is drunk, and everyone in the White Room session besides Gene is high), but there are plenty of other press photos where the guys are posing, humping, etc.

*Marketing-- I’ve said this before, but Paul in particular was marketed as bisexual (I hate that this needs to be said, but I am only speaking of his marketing and not his actual identification.), even in goofier stuff like the fake KISS bios put out for kids. Paul even admits that his note to the fans in Alive is deliberately gender non-specific in order to appeal to as wide a range of people as possible.

*Paul’s 1989 Playgirl article-- Playgirl’s main readership was gay men rather than straight women. While the interviewer for his article is a woman, Paul’s also really aware of the magazine’s primary demographic, and talks about losing friends to AIDS. (This is not me casting doubt on him having lost friends to AIDS at all, but I don’t think he would’ve mentioned it in a “straight” publication, especially not during that time period, when knowledge about AIDS, its communicability, etc., wasn’t what it is now at all, treatments were limited to nonexistent, and homophobia ran very rampant.) He really plays up to the interviewer and the whole thing comes off like a more mature, nuanced version of his feature articles from ten years prior, sort of portraying himself as this put-together, thoughtful, sweet rockstar that’s so different from his image and wants to settle down-- he’s selling the rockstar boyfriend fantasy.

*You can argue plenty of ways for the general antics of Gene, Paul, Ace, and Peter in particular during interviews. Ace tends to like to touch the other guys on the arm/thigh/whatever’s around. Gene hits on female and male interviewers without really skipping a beat. Sometimes the whole band starts hitting on each other. Gene jokes about his and Paul’s secret relationship and makes rather forthright statements. In KISS’ most infamous interview, Tom Snyder makes a pass at Ace, and Ace, inebriated, reciprocates (”I’ve got a little piece of pipe backstage I’d like you to work on...” “Tell me about it!”). Again, I’m not going to make any statements on any of their actual sexualities-- that’s not what this is about; these are real people. I’m only focusing on what’s being projected. whether it’s just meant as a joke to throw people off, envelope-pushing, or on occasion an appeal to their gay fans, it’s quite frequent. Ace and Peter are referring to their sexual relationship over here, though, for what that’s worth.

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imagineaworlds · 4 years

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I Love You (Part Four) -- Aaron Hotchner

Written By: @desperately-bisexual

Request: None.

Warnings: Cursing. Descriptions of murder and kidnapping. All around mature content!

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Greenaway!Reader

Word Count: 5378

Timeline: Season 2 Episode 09. Right after part three.

A/N: uhhhh... sooooo... this was *supposed* to be the last part for this storyline... but, uh... if I would’ve posted it as one part, it would have been well over 10,000 words... so.. :) Part five is coming.

It was as though nothing had happened in the car ride over as Hotch and I got out and hurried into the St. Louis police precinct that had requested our help on these two cases. Inside, we were greeted by a large lobby made of sandstone colored marble. On either side of the entrance, the two walls were lined with seats for visitors. Nearly half way into the lobby, there were two columns protruding from the wall, and between them was a security checkpoint. They had metal detectors run by two officers. One sat at a desk, the other stood at the detectors for extra monitoring or for pat downs, if necessary.

As we approached the checkpoint, the officer sitting at the desk asked for our identifications. Both Hotch and I pulled out our FBI ID cards and flashed them in front of the man. The officer’s demeanor changed in an instant after he realized who we were. He fixed his posture and forced a smile onto his face before telling us that we were free to enter with our weapons, then turned to the other officer to order him to let us through without any hassle. At the kindness of the officers, we thanked them while putting our badges away.

The metal detectors sounded their alarms as we passed through. Everyone standing in the lobby turned to look at us after the sirens made them jump. Hotch and I didn’t look to them to apologize or to explain what was going on. We just kept walking with the intention of getting what we needed for the investigation before heading back out into the field. Hotch had built this plan in his head that we were going to meet with the lead detective to gather information from him, then we would go to ask Mr. Carroll some questions about his wife’s disappearance. I just so happened to be along for the ride.

Up ahead, there was a man watching us pass through security. He had a badge on his hip and a classified file in his hands. He certainly looked like the guy we needed to speak with, so Hotch approached.

“Agent Hotchner, I take it,” the man said.

Hotch shook the man’s hand, “Correct.”

“Pleasure to meet you. I’m Detective Sheridan. I’m in charge of both of these cases.”

“Thank you for reaching out to us, detective. This is my partner, Agent Greenaway. We’re going to be handling the Mill Creek Killer case. We were hoping to look through some of the evidence your team has collected before we go to talk with Mr. Carroll.”

“Sure thing. Follow me.”

Detective Sheridan led the way into the main office. The precinct was crowded and busy as officers hurried around and civilians tried to navigate their way around to see the officer they were told to meet with. Sheridan, however, moved around with expertise and ease. He knew his way between each of the desks and could guess where people would be walking and when so as to avoid any collision.

“Where is the rest of our team?” I asked. “We were supposed to meet them here.”

“They already left,” Sheridan explained.

“They already left?” Hotch questioned for clarification.

The detective nodded. “Unfortunately, we don’t have much more than the single file we sent to your office when it comes to the Hollow Man case. They took our original copy of the case file and left without another word about where they were going or what they’re doing.”

“Certainly sounds like Gideon. Please tell me you have more for us than just a single file.”

“Oh, yeah,” he chuckled.

When we reached the back of the main office, we were standing outside of a glass walled boardroom that had the blinds drawn shut from the inside. The detective pulled a keyring from his pocket and sorted through the identical keys until he found the one he was looking for. After unlocking the door and opening it wide for us, Hotch and I stepped into the boardroom to find the walls covered with crime scene photos, leads, maps, connections, etc. Sitting in the middle of the room was a table covered with boxes of evidence, and stacked on top of them were papers upon papers.

“All this and you only had one file for the other case?” I whispered, only loud enough to Hotch to really hear.

“If you guys need to review any physical evidence from the crime scenes, you’re going to have to check it out from the evidence locker downstairs.”

Hotch nodded an acknowledgement. “Our associate, Dr. Reid, wanted to review the Hollow Man’s original letter.”

Sheridan had the answer prepared before Hotch could finish. “He’s already downstairs.”

“Good.” He turned to me quickly, “Y/N, grab what you think we’ll need to meet with Mr. Carroll and we’ll head out.” He turned back to Detective Sheridan, “Supposedly we’re going to have a car that we can drive around ourselves?”

“Right. I’ll get that sorted for you here. Just give me a moment.” Detective Sheridan patted the door frame before hurrying to his desk.

I approached the table and started sorting through everything. It seemed like someone had just dumped everything in one big pile and didn’t bother to put anything together the way it should have been. It just meant that Spencer would likely have to go through all of it while we were gone. I felt almost bad for him, but I knew that he would speed through it without breaking a sweat.

Hotch closed the boardroom door. “Find the files you want then go change.”

I looked up at him, “You aren’t serious.”

“Does it look like I’m joking?”

I rolled my eyes slightly and looked back down at the folders and loose papers scattered in front of me. “Fine.”

On our way to Tom and Ellen Carroll’s house in the suburbs, I looked over some of the files we decided to bring with us. Anything I found to be noteworthy was immediately relayed to Hotch as he drove. For the most part, we already knew most of what was in the files, especially concerning the disappearance of Ellen Carroll. We knew that Mr. Carroll was likely still trying to cope with the situation he was now finding himself trapped in, and we knew that could possibly mean that he wouldn’t be interested in speaking with us for too long, so we had to prepare our questions ahead of time and make sure that they were precise. Even if the local police had already asked him the questions we prepared, it was important for him to tell us everything he knew personally for a couple of reasons. One, he could have possibly remembered something more important after the fact. Two, his story could change and we might be able to catch him in a lie. Three, being able to hear his answers and watch him as he answered them would allow us to profile him and see if we could gain any more information about the case through his nonverbal responses.

Hotch wanted me to lead the questioning because he felt that a “female touch” would help us connect with him better. He would start by introducing us so as to set the nature of our dynamic, but I would proceed with the questions while he would try to silently build a profile for Mr. Carroll if we needed to.

As we parked on the curb in front of the Carrolls’ house, I took note of where we were in relation to the city. We were in a nice, gated community of large and expensive houses. The Carrolls’ house, specifically, stood out among the others as it was at the end of the road and therefore had the largest floor plan and backyard. The Carrolls must have been disgustingly rich to afford such a place.

But we weren’t the only ones parked in front of the house. Cars lined the curbs on both sides of the road, and they were all parked like they were trying to get as close to the Carrolls’ as possible, which proved that the cars were there for them and no one else.

“Normally, you wouldn’t just throw a party or gathering if your wife is still missing,” Hotch noted aloud. I agreed as we met up on the paved sidewalk and started walking towards the house. When we arrived at the front door, Hotch reached to the left and pressed on the doorbell. Not even a few seconds later, as if we were being expected, the door opened to reveal a disheveled man standing there while trying to press a faux smile onto his face. “Mr. Carroll? I’m S.S.A Hotchner and this is Agent Greenaway.” We showed our badges briefly. “We’re with the FBI. Do you mind if we ask you a few questions about your wife’s disappearance?”

The man nodded and opened the door further for us as a gesture that we were allowed to enter his home. Hotch and I bowed our heads slightly in response as we stepped inside. Mr. Carroll closed the door behind us.

“The police keep asking me questions… I figured that I’d be getting a visit from you guys soon,” he explained as he led us through his home. As we followed, we passed the parlor where a large family was gathered together. All wearing black except for Mr. Carroll.

“Mr. Carroll, could you run us through that day for us? We understand that the police have already gone through this with you a couple of times, but we want to get the information from you ourselves so that we can proceed properly.”

“I mean, everything was fairly normal about that day until Ellen was gone. We headed straight from here to the park with Katie at about 11AM. We were playing catch in the park for awhile until she said that she was going to start setting up the picnic lunch we had brought with us. That was the last time I saw her.”

“Did anything seem off about her?” I inquired. “Did she say anything odd? Perhaps she seemed distracted or nervous?”

Mr. Carroll shook his head vigorously, “No, no, no. I mean, we had just been talking about having another kid right before she left for the picnic bench. She seemed ecstatic about the idea and was happy that Katie was alright with it, too. But when she went missing, my first thought was maybe that she got spooked by the idea and needed a moment to herself to think about it. But when she didn’t come back, I knew that something was wrong.”

“You were talking about having another kid while you guys were playing catch at the park?” Hotch clarified.

“That’s right. Why?”

Hotch and I shared a look that meant we both knew what was going on, and then he made a silent gesture for me to explain. As the female looking part of the duo, the news was likely to be taken better if coming from me. At least that was how it always ended working out. “We believe that the man who took your wife is only going after women who seem successful with their careers and their families. It’s possible that the suspect heard you discussing having another child and decided based on that information that your wife was a perfect victim.”

“Did you notice anyone suspicious? He could have looked entirely harmless, but he would have been hanging out nearby for a little too long.”

“No. Nothing. It wasn’t on my mind to look for anyone out of the ordinary. I was just trying to focus on my family. I don’t understand how—”

Just then, as Mr. Carroll was about to ask a question that had been weighing heavily on his mind, the sound of small feet pattering down the staircase echoed above us. We turned to see Katie, the Carrolls’ daughter, coming downstairs with her teddy bear in hand. Mr. Carroll tried to smile again for his daughter as she ran and jumped into his arms. He groaned playfully as he picked her up.

“Well, who’s this?” I asked with a tone an octave higher than I normally used. That’s what you do with kids, right? Talk like you’re one of them so as to make them comfortable and think that you’re their friend. “Are you Katie?” The girl nodded before hiding her face in her father’s shoulder. “It’s nice to meet you, Katie. My name’s Y/N.” She stared at me out the corner of her eye while keeping his nose still tucked away. “This man and I are trying to find your mom for you. Can I ask you a few questions about her?” Katie nodded again. “Do you know what happened to her?” She shook her head. “When you guys were at the park yesterday, did you see anyone who looked funny or scary?” She shook her head again. “Do you remember where she went after she said she was going to set up your lunch?” Still no helpful answer.

Katie sat up straight now, though. Her dad turned slightly so that she could look straight at me without having to strain her neck. “When’s my mommy coming home?” she asked me.

My shoulders fell as my heart sank. I hadn’t expected that. I mean, I should have seen it coming, yet I didn’t. It was a valid question, of course, but I was falling short of giving any kind of answer that would suffice in the situation and for my target audience.

Mr. Carroll caught my hesitation and stepped in. As he put Katie back down on her feet, he looked down at her and told her to go play with her cousins in the next room. Katie didn’t think twice before running off as she was told. When he looked back up, Mr. Carroll’s face was red like he was about to cry. “What kind of monster would take away a mother from her child and growing family, Agent Greenaway?”

I swallowed hard to hide my hesitation again. “We’re going to find out, Mr. Carroll.” I looked back at Hotch, but he was staring at the open parlor where Katie was playing with her cousins as the rest of the guests in the room chatted. “What is it?” I whispered to him.

Hotch turned back to Mr. Carroll, “Who’s in the parlor?”

Mr. Carroll’s attention was drawn to that direction to see what caught Hotch’s eye before he answered. “After mine and Ellen’s families found out that she went missing, they all flew out here to help me with Katie as the investigation began.”

“Why are they all wearing black like they just went to a funeral, but not you?”

“The police keep telling me that it’s very likely that my wife is still alive and that I should hold out hope that she’ll come home safely. However, our families don’t seem to share the same hope as I do. They’ve been treating me like a widower since they arrived…” Mr. Carroll finally broke into tears after holding it back since we walked through the front door. He turned away to hide his emotions in shame.

Hotch nodded his head towards the front door, a gesture that it was time for us to take our leave silently. Before we could thank Mr. Carroll for his time, though, he left to be on his own and to make sure that Katie didn’t see him crying. In that case, Hotch and I headed back to the car.

As we stepped out into the fresh air and I closed the door behind us, I told Hotch what I had been thinking about ever since Mr. Carroll told us about the last conversation he had with his wife. I mention the fact that we know more about the Unsubs MO now. He only went after women who were clearly educated, successful, and had families to go home to. All of his victims match that description. And I brought up the fact that the Unsub wouldn’t have to stalk the victims for this information because he’s been grabbing them in public after hearing them talk about it or seeing them do it. That doesn’t require anything more than eavesdropping on private conversations for a few minutes.

Hotch asked how the Unsub could get close enough to the victims beforehand to be sure— like he surely did with Ellen Carroll.

“He blends in somehow. Maybe he brings a dog to the park, throws the toy a little too close to the Carrolls and has to walk over in order to retrieve it.”

“Or he just somehow looks welcoming.”

Regardless, we knew that couples only really discussed having more kids if they both had supporting jobs and a sufficient home to raise a family in— not a starter one like younger couples would have. They needed to have been entirely committed to the idea of expanding their family, and they would only do that if both Mr. and Mrs. Carroll had well paying jobs.

So the Unsub knew that the victim and her family were wealthy and successful, hence he knew that she was well educated. He would have also seen Ellen playing with Katie in the park, making it clear that she had a family to go home to. She made a perfect target and the Unsub likely didn’t even have to watch her for more than an hour. I was sure that once he most likely heard them discussing the prospect of having another child, he knew that he was going to kill Ellen Carroll.

Hotch opened his car door, but he didn’t get in yet. He looked at me over the roof of the car. “If what you’re saying about him not having to stalk them is true, then the Unsub could attack at any time.” I nodded. “So we’re racing against the clock now.”

We both slid into the car simultaneously and Hotch didn’t hesitate to start the car and maneuver us out of the narrow street. Until we could get out of the neighborhood, Hotch had to drive slowly and carefully; but once we would get onto the highway, we could start racing back to the office. It was only a matter how long it would take to navigate the maze of the neighborhood we were in.

I was looking back down at the case files we had brought with us, but my mind was elsewhere. The pain in Mr. Carroll’s voice when reflecting about his wife and the plans they were making for their future together continued to ring in my ears. And the way he broke down in the end was an image I couldn’t shake for the oddest reason. It made me think about Hotch and Jack. I wondered to myself how I would handle Mr. Carroll’s situation if I were in his shoes. What would I tell Jack? How would I tell Jack? How long would I hold onto hope for?

And for it to all come crashing down after him and Mrs. Carroll were excited about taking the next step in their lives… I couldn’t imagine.

“Are you alright?” Hotch spoke up.

I lifted my gaze up from the file in my lap and looked at him. “I’m just thinking.”

“About?”

“Have you ever thought about having another kid?” I realized afterwards how I said it and what it insinuated. My voice had fluctuated in the wrong place, an audible sign that I meant something more behind my words. Not meaning to put him in an awkward position where he might feel like I was cornering him, I decided to clarify. “I mean, in general. With anyone. I just feel like it would be really hard in our line of wor—”

“I don’t want to talk about this, Y/N.”

I took a moment to pause and watch him. He was genuinely mad at me for bringing it up. “I’m sorry—”

“We need to stay focused on this case.”

I relaxed into the back of my seat as though I were trying to blend in with the rest of the car. I fucked up. I knew it. I crossed some kind of line, some kind of boundary that I hadn’t foreseen, and it got under his skin. In a whispered tone, I said that I was sorry again before turning to the window to watch as we passed the last few houses in the neighborhood.

Just then, as if saved by the bell, my phone started ringing. I eagerly dug it out of my purse, hoping for some good news or some kind of distraction from the tension building between me and Hotch. One quick glance at the Caller ID and I answered the call by name.

“What’s up, JJ?”

“We just got a call down here at the precinct. They found Ellen Carroll’s body.”

My eyes slowly fell shut as I tried to process the news. That little girl we just saw and promised to help just lost her mother. “Send me the address.”

“That’s the thing, Y/N/N, she was found in the middle of the woods, just like all of the previous victims. I can send you the coordinates, though. You can drive up there and meet us at the crime scene.”

“Alright, thanks, JJ.” She hung up first, so I turned my phone off and stowed it away. “We’ve got a problem.” Hotch raised a brow while still watching the road. “They just found Ellen Carroll’s body. JJ’s sending us the coordinates.”

“Shit,” Hotch sighed, defeated.

My phone buzzed again, this time with a text from JJ, giving us the coordinates to where the body was found. I opened up the map that was tucked away in the glove compartment and marked the location. Hotch peeked over for a short moment to get an idea of where he was going before making a right hand turn onto the main street.

A park ranger was waiting at the head of the trail for us as we got out of the car. The trail parking lot was full with marked and undercover cop cars. Hotch didn’t care, though. He drove straight into the middle of the lot and just decided to park there. The ranger watched us with a look that told me he didn’t much care for suits— and I couldn’t blame him. Rangers were underappreciated and we always had a tendency to step on their toes. They didn’t like us and we didn’t really pay any mind to them. But this guy made sure we knew that he didn’t like us.

Hotch and I hardly stopped as we approached the trail. The park ranger turned before we could introduce ourselves, and he started leading us to where the body was found. About ten minutes down the main path was when we deviated from it. The ranger held an overgrown thornbush back aws Hotch and I stepped into the woods with him.

Another ten minutes deep into the woods and we reached a clearing which was crowded with police officers and coroners. JJ and Spencer were already standing around the body, watching the local coroner as she took pictures of any marks on the skin.

As we stepped into the clearing, JJ noticed us and came to explain everything to Hotch. Meanwhile, I walked past to take a look at the body myself. Mrs. Carroll’s body laid in the epicenter of the clearing, every part of her but her face covered by a mountain of leaves. While I crouched down beside the body, I requested a pair of medical gloves from the coroner. She turned to the bag to her left and pulled out two blue rubber gloves for me. She then began to explain her findings and I put on the gloves.

There was a newbie on the force, apparently, and he was the first on the scene. She explained to me that the newbie didn’t follow protocol and started to investigate the body himself. He uncovered the body and took note of the bruises on her body before Detective Sheridan showed up and stopped him. The way I was seeing Mrs. Carroll now was a recreation of how the newbie remembered finding her. Meaning, it wouldn’t actually be identical. Meaning, any actual positioning of the body that the Mill Creek Killer originally intended was gone, and with it left our potential profile.

I then politely asked if she had a cotton swab. When she asked why, I didn’t respond. I was too caught up in hypothesising about what I had discovered. Once I had the swab, I gently dragged it along Mrs. Carroll’s cold lips to find that wet lipstick stuck to the cotton.

“Hotch!” I called. He excused himself from speaking with JJ, Spencer, and Detective Sheridan. When I had his attention, I looked up at him and showed him what was in my hand. “The lipstick is fresh.”

Hotch looked at the rest of the scene that the Mill Creek Killer set up for us. His eyes were searching in no particular direction, which told me that he was thinking long and hard about what kind of profile we could build off of this. “He covered the body to keep her safe from the elements. She won’t decay as quickly when she’s like this. Why?”

“To come back,” I answered, twisting the swab between my fingers. “Think about it, this guy goes to all this trouble to take a woman in broad daylight and in a public setting, then drags her into the woods to kill her. Yet, she’s laying here like Snow White. Her hair is brushed back, she’s wearing fresh lipstick, and her eyes are still open. He wants to—”

“He wants to spend time alone with her.”

“Detective Sheridan,” I called again. All three of them: JJ, Spencer, and Sheridan came back over to listen. “When you’ve found the other bodies, were they presented like this? Why wasn’t it in any of the files?”

He shook his head, “Because we didn’t know. Every time we’ve found another body, it has already decomposed, for the most part. I don’t understand why it matters. We already knew that the guy is a creep. What’s so special about making the body look nice?”

Spencer stepped forward with the answer, “Because it means that he has a ritual. Every time he kills, he has to defile the bodies or else the whole act feels useless. If he were to just kill these women then dump their bodies somewhere, the itch he feels for murder wouldn’t gain any relief. By preparing the bodies in a way that’s visually appealing to him, he has completed the act entirely and he can feel at peace for a short while before the urge to kill returns.”

“That’s how we’re going to catch him,” I said. I peeled off one of my gloves and reached out for Hotch’s help standing up. “I have a profile for him.” Hotch took my bare hand and pulled me up.

“Already?” JJ questioned.

I nodded and peeled off my other glove. “Detective Sheridan, if you could have all your men gather at the precinct as soon as possible, we’d like to present our suspect’s profile to them.”

He shrugged and nodded, not entirely sure why he was calling everyone together, but knew that he had to do it regardless. Our team moved out of the forest together as the coroner and her team bagged the body for further examination back at their office. Spencer and I led the way, exchanging what information we had.

Before leaving the precinct for the Carroll crime scene, Spencer had been busy working on the Hollow Man case, but he had determined enough to build a profile, too. Granted, the Hollow Man seemed to be easier to profile, despite the fact that they had far less evidence for that case compared to ours.

He then asked me how I figured out the rest of the Mill Creek Killer’s profile while examining Mrs. Carroll’s body. I explained to Spencer in the forest the exact same information that I later told the entire precinct when we arrived back in the city:

Starting from the beginning of his hunt, we began to dissect our Unsub’s behavior and what he would look like. Based on the patterns of how his victims went missing, we knew that he would appear entirely harmless. He could have perhaps been very attractive or been using a pet to give the appearance of innocence while in public.

All of the victims went with him willingly, which meant that he seemed trustworthy. Because he preyed on women who had families, he could also have been operating under the ruse that his child has gone missing and he needs help locating them. Based on outside source scientific research done about the perception of trustworthy people, we could assume that he was in his late twenties to early thirties.

He’d be handsome and extremely charismatic. He wouldn’t be a social outcast and he wouldn’t be in a relationship or job that he didn’t enjoy. It was appropriate to assume that he would have a job where he would get to speak to women a fair amount, which was how he would be comfortable enough to approach them in public and in broad daylight.

I explained to the room full of police officers and detectives as I had to Hotch earlier, that our Unsub didn’t need to hide and stalk his victims. He was quick thinking and would always choose then take them within a few hours of seeing them. He would wait rather than stalk because the thrill was more exciting. He enjoyed the champion feeling of being able to successfully take these women when it should be nearly impossible.

When one of the officers interrupted me to ask how I could possibly know any of this, I simplified profiling by telling him that you can tell a lot about a person just by how they would stand and how they would dress. Even more so if you could hear them speak and see how they act under pressure. Our Unsub knew this information about basic profiling. I had originally assumed that he was acting out just by watching his victims interact with their families, but upon further investigation and discussion with Mr. Carroll, I realized that he was being very particular with who he chose. He could have taken any other woman in that park that day, yet he took the one who was discussing having another kid soon. That meant that he was being very specific and careful with his victims.

His victims always matched the same description: women who were medium height, medium build, pretty by society’s standards, and had dark hair— but he wasn’t specific with either black or brown. Either worked for him. Just so long as it was never blonde.

“Unfortunately, this means we can’t do anything but wait until he takes another victim,” Hotch clarified as he leaned against one of the desks in the back of the room. He had chosen to stay back and let me carry out the profile, and he hadn’t said anything yet until just then. “Our best chance of catching him is to catch him with a body while he’s completing the ritual of displaying the victim.”

With our profile presentation concluded, Morgan and Gideon stepped forward to give theirs. After both profiles had been officially released to the precinct, the team was told to go to the hotel to rest by Hotch and Gideon. None of us argued. It had been a hell of a day and we all looked exhausted. Personally, I knew that I wanted nothing more than a nice warm shower and to finally lay down again. But that wasn’t how it usually worked out, was it. We always said we were going to head to bed, and then we would all be up all night still working on the case. That was just an unspoken part of the job, I supposed.

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I mumbled this in tags the other day but I think it’s really important so I’m gonna say it clearly, again:

The main issue behind cautioning people against identifying with or as too much stuff- whether it’s an identity facet, a hobby, media etc, is that once you do that, you psychologically view that thing AS you, or you AS it, you internalize it and personify it.

Which means that you lose your ability to tolerate any critique on it.

There is no idea that should be shielded from critique. And if you can’t tolerate it being critiqued, it kind of means that you are afraid of the possibility of the idea or concept being broken down at all, which makes you react pretty violently to said critique.

And this is what happens with people who fly off the handle when someone says their favorite media is problematic, or there’s a complex downside to their approach to attraction, or whatever.

The entire reason behind critique isn’t to bully people, it’s to share info and get clarity. Yes, some people are doing it to be shitty because they learned discourse from assholes on the internet and haven’t outgrown that, sadly, but my point is this:

It is not functional to identify AS external ideas/terms, and it cripples your ability to even so much as expose yourself to opposing views because your brain now takes ‘opposing views on X concept’ as ‘a direct insult to you’.

The value in naming terms and ideas is COMMUNICATION, NOT IDENTIFICATION. External identifiers/terms are only relevant as shorthand for communication- they are not made for you to internalize.

Example: I am only ‘bi’ in a context where that behavior is seen as abnormal, or not granted. My behavior is normal for me, and inside myself- without any external critique, I’d never have any reason to call myself bisexual.

I also breathe all day, but no one is called ‘a breather’ because we all do this. Without any difference, there’s no identification there.

It’s honestly...you guys gotta get over this. You can’t clutch these little toy trucks to your chest forever, you gotta have faith that if an idea faces critique, even if it is shown to you to be false or not valid, YOU always will be.

You can’t keep looking for validity in external things. They can falter, and it’s not healthy for you to always be defensive against the ‘validity’ of words that exist as changing, shifting definitions subjectively tied to social culture. It’s indefensible, which is why people who do this are strung out and always seeing attack everywhere, because that flimsy form of identification is always ready to crumble.

You need to identify as YOU more than anything else. No matter what word we use for this that or the other and no matter how that definition may change as time passes, no matter how it may erode in discussion and social discourse, YOU will always be you.

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So hi there i don’t know who to talk about this stuff and u seems like a wise person. So the thing is I’m 19 and I’m pretty sure im bi? By pretty sure I’m mean I’m attracted to boy romantically and I see myself being in relationship with a boy and with girls it’s more of a sexual attraction like I’m not really interested in romantic relationship with a girl but a sexual one yes, also the thing is in virgin and I’ve never been in relationship before so I’m just genuinely confused, 1/2

Also the thing is I cannot get wet when I think about boys, but if I think about the girls kissing boom I’m wet?? For example sometimes I try fantasizing about men when I’m already wet and I cannot cum, but soon and I think about girl I have an orgasam. Like this bothers me i know it’s seems stupid but I’m confused and mad at myself 2/2

sounds like one of three main things: 1) you're bisexual and cannot/won't (yet, this isn't inevitable) connect sexual and romantic/emotional attraction. so, if you're emotionally attracted to one sex, you're not sexually attracted to them and vice versa. possibly to do with splitting the body and mind, seeing the body as base, women as for sex/valued for their body, men as for emotion/domesticity/relationships/valued for their mind. that if you sexually desire someone, you can't emotionally want to be with them, and vice vera. 2) you are a lesbian and have internalized lesbophobia and possibly fear of women generally. wanting males for the normalcy they can give you. the acceptable life path. while actually desiring women but feeling like women are fundamentally abnormal in a same-sex context, or lesser than men generally. men can confer social worth to you, so you want to be in a relationship with them, but you long for women in your bones and vulva, telling yourself it's not in your heart too. or being that blocked at the idea of being with a woman that you don't yet long for them in your heart.3) do you have the same types of sexual thoughts about men and women? for an example, if my thoughts about men were aligned with mainstream porn/if i thought that's what sex with men was and all it could be, with my feminist consciousness, previous trans identification, etc i wouldn't desire men either. the pornified thoughts would leave me distressed/grossed out/bored/fearful/etc. (in my case, it contributed to my desire to be a gay man when i was 12-16. prior to that i had a "lesbian phase" that lasted a few months before my own het porn consumption and having fantasies aligned with that.) for example, do you fantasize about receiving pleasure clitorally/vulvally with women but have different thoughts about men? if the thoughts are quite different that could explain the lack of arousal, ability to come, etc. you could just be interested in the same types of sex with men and women (eg thigh riding, giving and/or receiving oral, rubbing genitals together without penetration, vibrators, using fingers on the clit, using fingers inside, entering him too or instead with a dildo/vibrator/fingers, masturbating in front of each other, etc). if the thoughts are already the same, 2 is likely. you could also not be interested in penises unless you are specifically interested in the guy who the penis is attached to, while finding vulvas inherently interesting/attractive, but being able to be attracted to other aspects of men regardless eg do you find men beautiful? pretty? handsome? sexy? what parts of them? their overall persona? can you look at a clothed man and think "fuck he's gorgeous", with a tummy flop and a tingle/ache/tickle/other pleasurable sensations in your vulva? topless one? do you see a boy swimming and think... god my heart's pounding, n i so shouldn't be getting too turned on right now :P? have any male friends that you crush on? come to find attractive, sexy? think about doing sexual things with? think about them whispering in your ear how much they want to see you feel good, want to know how to make you feel so fucking good? and so on. in my general opinion, i think women and girls already deserve someone focused on their pleasure, orgasms, comfort, etc but guys should have to earn it from women/girls in large part because we live under the reverse (eg sex is defined as piv, most other sex acts in hetero contexts whether seen as a kinda, halfway version of sex eg pia (penis in anus), fellatio, usually done violently and causing pain, or just foreplay are focused on males esp in porn). that could come into play with you too. guys should earn your sexual devotion/interest by being so fucking good with you you can't come anymore or think straight but women already deserve and need it.

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I donвЂ™t want to strengthen the sluggish label that all bisexuals are greedy

I donвЂ

t want to strengthen the sluggish label that all bisexuals are greedy

By Dom Peppiatt, Monday, 16 September 2019 13:10 GMT

We donвЂ

t want to strengthen the sluggish stereotype that all bisexuals are greedy but on Wednesday September 11, 2019, once the Tokyo Game Show trailer for Final Fantasy 7 Remake dropped, i really couldnвЂ

t do any work with three hours. Along with just about each of games Twitter, I happened to be swept up in a thirst publishing social media marketing cyclone that basically revolved around yeeting photos of last Fantasy 7вЂ

s fundamental cast into the void and gushing on how fucking hot all of them are after their 22 12 months radiance up.

TifaвЂ

s arms, RenoвЂ

s chest, BiggsвЂ

cheekbones, Aeris for the reason that dress, JesseвЂ

s asymmetrical bangsthem, Pygmalion style, into an Unreal Engine 4 character creatorвЂ¦ itвЂ

s like Square Enix took a composite of all the most common features from my Tinder match list and trained an AI to sculpt. Literally making my aspirations become a reality.

вЂњTell me Ifrit isnвЂ

t bait for probably the most intense type of bear/daddy fan artвЂќ Those eyes!вЂќ exclaims Rude as he views Cloud for the time that is first. вЂњI understand, friend, I’m sureas I melt into a feckless pile of gooвЂќ I whisper at my monitor. Clearly, RudeвЂ

s commenting from the Mako coursing through every molecule of our spiky haired protagonistвЂ

s human anatomy, nevertheless the headcanon IвЂ

m shipping has a lot more of a вЂlove in the beginning sightвЂ

kinda vibe.

Then we arrive at Reno the cocky, open redhead that is shirted very very first aided me be prepared for my bisexuality when Square Enix first circulated Final Fantasy 7: Advent kids in 2005. This cunning flirt, this CGI catnip in human form in the film, Reno evolved from this podgy clump of polygonal limbs to this androgynous nymph. Minimal did i understand it, but RenoвЂ

s appearance for the reason that terrible animated spin down film would instigate a lifelong attraction to (and subsequent dating of) androgynous people, redheaded people, and individuals that prefer to wear matches with a lot of buttons undone.

If Square Enix has a leaf out from the last Fantasy 15 book of вЂhow to flog a dead horseвЂ

, possibly we’re able to see an Episode Reno DLC once all the chapters of Remake are call at the crazy an statement that, if my Twitter feed is almost anything to pass by, would deliver gamers of all of the sexual identities into meltdown, IвЂ

m yes.

Thus far, weвЂ

ve seen Jesse, Barret, Tifa, Aerith, Biggs, Wedge, a fresh (since yet unnamed) SOLDIER, Cloud, Sephiroth, Reno, Tseng, Rude, and also two summons Shiva and Ifrit. All are fit. Yep, perhaps the spirits. You appear at Shiva and let me know she actually isnвЂ

t radiating Big Domme energy. Let me know Ifrit is bait that is nвЂ

t probably the most intense sorts of bear/daddy fan art.

IвЂ

ve also seen pouches for the deep, dark internet thirsting following the sleazy vibes of Mark HamillвЂ

s Don Corneo, drawn in by the thrall of his greasy lilвЂ

moustache and daft, tufty mohawk appearing like most of the worst individuals at a Kasabian gig. The main point is, in terms of IвЂ

m stressed, IвЂ

d swipe close to every one of those individuals (and spirits) on Tinder. And now we have actuallynвЂ

t also seen Yuffie or Vincent yet. Be nevertheless my emo that is beating heart. Yes, IвЂ

m being glib and foisting my unadulterated thirst you solely for activity value, but i actually do think thereвЂ

s a spot to be produced in switching every one of one’s in game characters into a whole thirst trap: it is progress.

ItвЂ

s another action away from that hackneyed videogame attention roll of just attractive to a man look of creating ladies attractive (browse: big upper body, quick dress) whilst making most of the guys a palette swap of Marcus Fenix or Doomguy. Last Fantasy 7 was always a location for https://www.camsloveaholics.com/ thirsty gamers to project their lustful dreams a cursory search of any hentai imageboard will show that in a heartbeat therefore in switching those poly that is low models into these genuine angels that appeal into the the greater part of sexual choicesвЂ¦ well, just what has Square Enix surely got to lose?

A palette swap of Marcus FenixвЂњItвЂ

s another step away from that hackneyed videogame eye roll of only appealing to the male gaze of making women attractive whilst making all the menвЂќ

Right individuals, homosexual individuals, greedy bisexuals like myself and whatever other mixture of sex identification and sexual choice that enjoys gaming has one thing to love right here (except, evidently, my primary partner). No accounting for flavor, eh?

In a weather where designers have criticised for virtually every thing they are doing, personally i think it is crucial to commemorate Square Enix to make a cast of figures that everybody can fall deeply in love with yet again, for his or her characters and their character arcs, as well as their God that is frankly tier visual. We wonвЂ

t be objectifying the heroes and villains of Final Fantasy 7 Remake or playing the video game solely for intimate satisfaction, IвЂ

ll be playing it with a huge, dumb Labrador laugh plastered across my face because I’m able to reconnect with a game title that piqued my interest as being a hormones addled tween whilst being awed by way of a cast of characters that is simple on the attention.

I really hope everybody else plays it exactly the same way: interested in the figures that do it for you personally, and appreciating that even although you wouldnвЂ

t share a sleep with Cloud heвЂ

s a fucking gorgeous ottery twink that may cleave you by 50 percent with simplicity (interpret that while you will). Many Many Thanks, Square Enix, for creating a cast that sacks down appealing to your male look and alternatively appeals into the individual look rather. The thirsty females, gays, bis, pans, aces and whoever else when you look at the ever expanding Fantasy that is final fandom you.

Of all of the modifications Final Fantasy 7 Remake is making towards the game, it is maintaining probably the most essential element of its legacy intact: back when you look at the 90s, the Enjoy Doh character models and glimpses of gorgeous spiky haired heroes in low res cutscenes somehow been able to capture the imagination of the generation of horny teenagers. The Remake is performing all of it once more but this time around, I’m able to even appreciate it more because IвЂ

ve arrive at terms utilizing the proven fact that IвЂ

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I understand the view points of many of those in america at the moment republicans and liberal alike but how is having trump any way helpful and is an actual ban on people from different countries or a wall between one neighbour actually that helpful i mean illegal immigrants arent good but a fucking ban a wall loud public statements That are controversial questionable can be taken offensively (dude come on if shoe was on the other foot a lot of republicans would have been offended and go on a gaint Facebook comment section war

Again )

But another question why has the rise of triggerers risen like

There are more republicans who would post or say something offensive just to plain see people react and act like a troll rather than defend their stance on the politcal matters

Which in my opinion the clashes wouldn't have happened if more people (democrats ) went forward with ideas and stances after making sure everyone was on the same page though because frankly if they did i think not everyone would be having so many disagreements

Sure its not offensive, illegal or bad for a guy to wear make up many men have been employed in cosmetics for years eventually they we're gonna wanna show off the skills on themselves for once instead of models or maybe a lot of people are coming out have every right to and but why not try and keep it pg or at least understand not every parent wants their children exposed to something thats hard to explain for a certain amount of time and later when the child is mature or adult enough to understand the topic give more info and allow that freedom so he or she can decide for them selves but at the appropriate age because frankly does anyone else not find 12 year old bisexuals weird

Dude come on this stuff needs a limit everything needs a limit and more education thats key but get on the same page and teach kids math and let them graduate at least before he or she decides to become a weed addicted demi sexual pan romantic traveling artist in Nebraska i mean like

YOU DONT NEED THAT SHIT TO BE SPECIAL

NOR TO BE AN ARTIST

OR ANOTHER SEXUALITY

AND IT DOENST MAKE YOU SUPERIOR OVER ANYONE NOR DOES TRYING TO BECOME A MINORITY

THE MINORITIES WILL ALWAYS NEED TO BE IMPORTANT SO THAT THINGS REMAIN FAIR

BUT MENTAL, PHYSICAL DEASES NEW SEXUALITIES AND GENDER IDENTITIES GIANT ARGUMENTS OVER WHOS WORSE WHOS BETTER AND WHY PEOPLE OF A RELIGION OR A RACE OR CAST SHOULD OR SHOULD NOT BE ALLOWED IN A COUNTRY

for one sorry i was shouting but like

I am gonna bring up the stupid over used facts all Americans are immigrants and that not all of them had great lives back in europe which is why they moved isn't there hypocrisy in saying middle eastern people don't get to do that

But again some should stay but why not give elderly, parents and children a pass sure europe has many other options aswell but is it so awful some people choose America fine if its a ban And no dont we dont want more immigrants

Fine just be nice to the ones you have than frankly is that so hard

And dont start Ohhh but feminism is just bitchs wanting to be better

It isnt like that man i mean like moms should get maternal leave

And dads should have time off too to help out

If a woman hits a man or falsely accuses him of abuse or rape should get punished obviously but for God's sake if there weren't so many perverted idiots and guys who think its ok to just go invading a woman's personal space isn't cool and the fear of it is something that is a main reason that's basically help create the giant following

Is it unfair and used extremistly at times ofcourse everything and anything will be misused this is humanity we're talking about not saints or prophets those A**holes left a while ago

(Getting to religion)

But is it so bad to be a feminist really man

Come on for gods sake it isnt its just wrong when it turns biased and in the favour of the other gender which is basically just sexism not feminism

(Can we please agree on the fact there might be a fucking difference!)

And true western countries dont need it as much as middle eastern or south Asian African or south American even might need it but feminism isnt a bad thing (PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE IT NEVER STARTED AS A BAD THING IT WAS FAIR THEN AND THOSE WOMEN STARTED IT OUT OF JUSTIFIED REASONS AND IT DID BENEFIT BOTH GENDERS LOOK IT UP DO SOME RESEARCH MALE RAPE CASES WERE FINALLY OPEN BY THE FBI THANKS TO THE MOVEMENT IN THE 60'S ITS A THING THAT CAN BE BOTH GOOD AND BAD JUST LIKE REPUBLICAN IDEALS OR LIBERAL AND NEITHER STARTED AS BAD THINGS! )

As well for religion why must everyone use the term not all Muslims are terrorist but all terrorists are Muslims like the liberals have points for that thatsoffensive man seriously AND THAT IS SO NOT HELPFUL AT ALL MAN LIKE

I swear the amount of adults ive seen and met who think their religion is being destroyed and their customs as well because their children have become internet addicted assholes (like myself inculded ) who want to disrespect them their Morals and values and become foreigners and American ofcourse because theyre so cool blah blah blah

(Personally fuck it i kinda like being Pakistani but i do enjoy the internet ) which for some reason has become a the main reason why I get lectured more than i think i really need man i mean my language can turn vulgar and i can be socially a little awkward if uncomfortable but like why is me liking rock music and youtube and having a accent a reason to assume i would rather be American i do love my home and where i am from i am proud of my family and where we come from but why enjoy every thing else in the world aswell and not be considered a traitor or something

(Ok too personal )

Alright maybe what i am trying to get is how come no one can just elect a decent a leader or agree to disagree about things but still respect each other stay open minded but have your morals close by and principles uncompromised biasness is human but why no agree to disagree and leave it at that

The insecurity increasing and old facade of wanting to be rich and famous and not work for it has come back

Help me on patrion, like my video post photo blah blah blah dude just get a job why is it so necessary to work in entertainment for hells sake

I mean its valid you wanna sure go ahead maybe you are worthy but like stolen content and fake stories and new sexualities for gods sake please

(No longer about politics i suppose )

Here's my mind on it i guess

LGBTQA community has every right a straight white male or female would have no more no less but gender and sexuality identification maybe kept a simple (memorable and easier to define on fine paper and print during adoptions divorce marriage leavint the country or not etc ) and that being hetreo, homo, bi, A and pan because that makes sense

Its simple

And works

And as well for gender identification

On fine paper

if you are Male to female m to f

Female to male f to m

Something less explainable just keep it trans

Because frankly leave it at that why not just like why not?

Its simple makes sense justified fair and but isnt over done for some petty individuals looking for attention to take advantage of (ofcourse no guarantees but why not just keep some faith ? )

And no one gets to chose all on paper until after 18 because thats fucking fair

(Come on its not like its illegal to come out say it in public )

And yes none of that would be applied in most countries especially not mine but it would be a good start in my opinion

Any way i think i am done venting my thoughts anyone who is annoyed can ignore (why did you read this much of it and not justgo three lines and decide nah boring lets bail )

Anyone who has an opinion or would just like to talk is welcomed BUT CAN WE PLEASE KEEP THIS CIVIL I MEAN NO DISRESPECT TO ANYONE OR ANYTHING BY THESE STATEMENTS

i was just venting some thoughts

And not trying to force them on anyone or anything but i just wanted this out of my head and see if others agree or not (no not for the purpose to be right or wrong ) but because i can't be the only one who thinks all the political maddness right now was all avoidable and that people are becoming

Weirder

Not in a good sense

Not because of religion race or anything like that just like

Mind sets

I feel like its like the key to harmony and at least balance or peace is right there no one wants to take it

I am probably going to regret posting this but i am gonna anyway not like people actual read my blog or anything

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Pride Month Writing Prompts 2/30: Rainbow (Sherbet)

Fandoms: Original Work (my second finished book); Dissonance

Relationship: Gay Gang/ Blake Enos X Pudgy!Austin Floros (main)

Notes: So, I don’t care if they are original characters, these books (all four) are my life. SO, the characters that actually matter are: Christopher Richrdson (aka Kit) super gay 1st violin , Jillian Fox hidden lesbian 2nd Cellist, Kashi Misra a damn good pan saxophonist, and Patrick Delaney another hella gay mad percussionist

More notes: Blake Enos is a super sweet guy that faces alot of insecurity because of extreme pressure from his very conservative controlling parents. Austin has been through shit and back, not that he would ever tell anyone. With the lose of his twin sister, after being drugged and raped, to suicide, his parents abandonment of him, and his extreme weight gain and insecurities towards it, he puts people first and has acquired a knack for reading people almost too well

TW: alcoholism implied, anxiety, body insecurities

Prompt: Rainbow

Pov: 3rd person

Blake had been pretty much sure, his entire life, that since he busted out of the womb, he was hella....hella gay.

His older brother Jake, unfortunate naming on his parents part, had come out as bisexual and non-binary, when Blake was like six. And man did his bigotted conservative, closed minded parents hate it. Needless to say, Jake Enos dyed his hair like the bi flag, threw away all the clothes Dad made him where, and drew dicks all over him, in blue, pink and purple pen. Blake looked up to him after that. That as until they kicked him out

But, despite how confident his brother was, Blake knew that if he ever admitted his attraction to guys, either his parents would drown their disappointment in alcohol or disown him as well.

So, he took up preforming. Both as a career and in life. He dated girls to the point that he had a rather “slutty” reputation, he messed around and even when he graduated and moved to Washington for college, he still couldn't let go of his persona.

That was until he met the Washington International Orchestra, by far the gayest tight knit community he had ever encountered. They had every flavor on the queer spectrum. Gay, Bi, Pan, Aro, Ace, Trans and every combo in between.

The lot of them practiced often, hung out frequently, and when the time came they traveled the world preforming. Blake never had felt more comfortable with himself, but even though all his friends asked about his identification and orientation, he just smiled and insisted he was cis, straight and happy.

It was a knife to the gut.

But, of all of his friends, one always caught. That kid was Austin Floros, youngest of the orchestra, 3rd trumpet and beyond lovable. He knew and Blake knew he did.

It wasn’t till a month later did Austin corner him after practice and confirm he did. Blake never forgot how much it hurt to have his disguise get ripped off, how it stung to cry about something, he thought he had convince himself, he was content with. He dreamed he could be like his friends, like his brother, be something stronger than whatever he was.

He may have hated the world, but he didn't hate what Austin did next. A simple, straight on the lips kiss. He was careful not to push Blake too far, but after so many years, The Great Straight Enos, broke.

Two weeks later, it was middle of June and the gang all met up at a gelato shop in Seattle. Austin had showed up at Blake’s apartment.

“You’re telling them today.”

“What?”

Austin crossed his chubby mocha colored arms, “You are telling them one of two things, you’re not straight, or you’re dating me.”

“What? no.”

“Blake what is wrong about them knowing?”

He didn’t want to admit he knew he couldn’t be confident with his friend or that he couldn't compare to Jake.

“B, you know they won’t judge you, considering they are all super gay.”

Blake could feel his chest constrict, as panic spiked, “I....can’t”

His boyfriend sighed and dragged Blake to the love seat he loved to play his clarinet in. Blake sat down and Austin nestled in his lap, like he loved. Austin was super snugly and comfortable, though he hated to admit it was because he was a nearly 200 pound 5 foot 4 kid.

“You know I love you, B. I just want you to be happy and confident, with the fact you aren’t what your parents forced you to be.”

Blake started tearing up, and rested in the depths of Austin’s thick bouncy curled hair.

“But, what if my parents found out?”

“Where you ever close to them anyway? Did they ever help you? No you became this amazing thing by yourself. You decided to give me a chance even though you were so scared.”

“But...”

“Blake.” Austin looked his terrified boyfriend in the eyes, milky chocolate glaring at pale blue glistening irises. “If you ever want to get past this, the first step if to confide in the people you trust. you did it with me, can’t you do it with them?”

Blake, knew that none of his friends would care, heck they would probably love it. Austin was right, if he wanted break out the grips of parents who didn’t give him the chance to be himself, he had to start embracing what he was.

“Only if you hold my hand.”

Austin rests his forhead in his dorky boy’s forehead and laughs in his breathy way and Blake takes advantage to kiss Austin’s nose.

“Will you always be my Hispanic Marshmallow?

“Not if you don’t tell people I’m yours.”

“Ugh, fine.”

“Ey! There’s the great Enos. With his flower.” Patrick yells out the second the rest of the the orchestra gang gets to gelato spot in the heart of Seattle.

Kashi jumps up to hug them, but stops, looking at Blake gripping Austin’s hand. He looked ready to explode while Austin just smirked content with his friends shocked looks.

Kit was the first to say something, “So are you going to say something continue imploding?”

Blake snapped to attention and glanced at Austin who was already looking at him.

“I.....uh....well, I”

Austin squeezed his hand for some strange reason, Blake broke composure.

“I’M GAY. I’M SUPER GAY AND I’VE BEEN LYING. i’M NOT STRAIGHT, I’M BORDERLINE NEUTRAL AND I’M NOT HAPPY AND I’M DATING AUSTIN!”

Blake’s mouth snapped closed and he covered it like he had just said something offensive or racist.

His friends just stared at him, and Kashi squealed, “YEEEEEEES!”

JIllian grabbed her hand and all of Blake’s friends started babbling about me being gay and to top it off he was dating Austin.

Blake turned to his now announced boyfriend, “What?”

He’s beaming his round chubby cheeks a pinkish color underneath the coffee tone.

Blake looks back at his friends and shouts, “Wait, what? Seriously, what is going on?”

Patrick and Kit busted out laughing, and Patrick wiped a tear from his eye, “Dude, we have been waiting for this moment, none of us believe you were straight. The look in your eyes every time we asked you. Why do you think we kept asking you?”

Kashi was essentially fangirling and Jillian was trying keep her calm.

“So, you guys knew?”

Kit smiled, “Suspected more like it. Glad you convinced him Austin. I can’t wait to tell Alex and James.”

Austin had wrapped his arms around his boyfriends waist. “Sorry I didn’t tell you.”

And for once, Blake didn’t care. He wasn’t afraid. what happened was over. He swung his officially out boyfriend around with inhuman adrenaline fueled strength and smiled.

“Thank you.”

He kissed him like he needed it to survive and his friends cheered.

“Yay! Now comes the surprise. Jerimiah! Your month special please!” Kit called out. In minutes 6 servings of rainbow gelato was served to each one of them.

Kashi nudges Austin who was sitting his B’s lap, “You said you’d give a toast.”

“Right, right. ahem. To being scared, to being forced to be something you hate and finding out you can be more, to being lost and then found by people who you love. A toast to the Gay Gang! Happy Pride Month guys!”

And as everyone cheered, Blake laughed and finally felt he was something more than the mess he was.

He couldn’t remember, what he was so scared about, and though it didn’t matter anymore. He was glad he was. Because he never would be here with the people who mattered most to him. And that was enough.

#original work #gay #nothing super special #pride prompt month

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