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thornbutch · 6 months

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One Night Only (Pt. 2) (18+)

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Part One | Part Two | Part Three

Pairings: Jordan Li x Fem!Reader, (brief) Andre Anderson x Fem!Reader

Summary: Past experiences have wrecked Jordan’s perception of their true feelings. The pretty girl from a week ago isn’t making their situation any better. Cue angst and car sex.

Tags: Jordan Li x fem!reader, Gen V, Jordan Li is a toxic, jealous, sexy piece of shit, cursing, angst, sensitive reader, sapphic make out sesh, Corruption kink, smut, mature content, Jordan might be a little OOC? Sorry. I wrote this in two hours.

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Jordan Li was probably the most confusing human being she had ever encountered. Ever since that night, he had been ignoring her. She’d see him in the courtyard at lunch, wave, and be disappointed when he didn’t wave back. She knew he saw her. What was his problem?

A week went by since the night she entangled with Jordan. She had finally come to terms with the fact that Jordan didn’t see her as anything but a one-night stand. She couldn’t explain why she felt so hurt by this. Maybe Jordan regretted what happened. Or maybe she was some kind of revenge hook-up? She had dealt with that before; her body being used to make someone else jealous. But that didn’t seem like a thing Jordan would do. On the other hand, she didn’t know Jordan much. She knew he was number five on the list. She knew that he had been Dr. Brink’s TA, but other that, his story was a mystery to her.

The next time she saw him, she was determined to get his attention. She didn’t care if she embarrassed him. How dare he treat her like trash? He owed her an explanation. If she had did something wrong, she’d like to know. If he wished he could forget that night, she had a right to know. She doesn’t know why it bothered her so much, but it did. He didn’t have to fuck her again, but he could’ve at least waved or said hello when he saw her in public.

She had gotten information from Maverick, the dorm’s resident assistant. She demanded to know where Jordan’s room was in the sweetest way. She fluttered her eyelashes and put her hands together in a praying form, begging him over and over to tell her until he finally did.

“God, you freshman are so fucking annoying! Can’t a guy jerk off in peace?” She didn’t have time to wonder if he was jerking off in that moment, due to his invisibility. She’d question him again later on that, because ew.

She made her way to Jordan’s room, knocking on the door once, twice, three times.

“Coming!” She heard a feminine voice shout from behind the door.

Had she arrived at the wrong room? No, Mark was adamant on the floor level and room number.

Plus, she recognized that smell of hefty cologne from the night Jordan fucked her senseless.

So who was-

Oh. She had approximately five seconds to walk, no sprint, away from this situation. She could’ve made it behind a wall or scurried off into a communal bathroom. She had time.

But she stood there, dumbfounded and hurt.

The girl from the other side opened the door, “Can I-“

She stood there.

Her doe eyes brimmed with tears. What the fuck? What the actual fuck? She didn’t own Jordan. She wasn’t his girlfriend. He made it very clear that he didn’t want to be with her.

“I’m sorry,” she apologized, “Wrong door.”

Before the girl had anything to say, she was running down the hallway and exiting the building.

. . .

That was all it took for her to move on. Now, she was back to her normal self. Fuck Jordan Li, and fuck whoever that girl was at the door.

She was undoubtedly pretty, but also handsome at the same time. She kind-of looked like Jordan a bit, but she highly doubted it was a relative. Some guys were into shit like that, fucking the “girl” versions of themselves.

Ick.

She was tired of parties. They were fun, sure. It was nice to get out and get drunk and fuck here and there, but she needed an escape from that environment. She opted to go to a bar instead, one of the local ones near campus that served as a hot spot for the students.

She put on a black, tubed dress that stopped at her mid-thigh. She chose one of her favorite leather jackets to match with it and similar-looking black leather boots that came up just below her knee. It was different than what she’d normally wear. The white dresses, jean skirts, and pink accents made her look cute, but it seemed like people took advantage of that. They thought she was naïve and not aware of their schemes.

She was smart, that much was evident. As pretty as she was, she was also sexy, and she’d be damned if she didn’t own that shit.

The bar was far quieter than the frat parties, but still loud nonetheless. Supes and normals mingled here. One thing they both had in common was their love for alcohol. It seemed to bring them together and offer peace against outside situations.

The moment came when she was asked if someone could buy her a drink. He looked familiar, but she couldn’t place her finger on it. He had curly, dark brown hair and deep black eyes. He was good-looking, she couldn’t deny that.

“I’m a freshman,” she stated. The man laughed.

“You say that like I’m old,” he said as he bought himself a drink, “I’m only a junior.”

She smiled, knowing that he was in her age range and a fellow student calmed her. “I’m (Y/n).”

He took a sip from his glass, “Andre,” he replied, “You have a coin on you?”

She nodded, reaching into her black velvet purse to retrieve a quarter. She handed it to him, and he examined it thoroughly.

“Look,” he held the quarter between his forefinger and thumb, “If I could make this-“ she watched as the quarter transformed before her eyes, the metal twisting and bending to create the shape of a bird, “into her drink-“ he looked over at a woman sitting down, holding a champagne glass in her hand, “then you have to come home with me.”

“Oh, I have to?” She smirked.

“I don’t make the rules,” he shrugged and grinned back, “Just enforce them.”

Before she could reply, she felt a familiar presence loom over her. She turned around, met with a firm chest and a heavy scent.

Jordan.

“She’s not into your lame ass party tricks, Andre,” Jordan said.

Andre scoffed, blistering a false offended look on his face, “Lame? C’mon, Jordan, don’t be like that.”

Jordan rolled his eyes, “She’s not interested, got it?”

Andre rolled his eyes as well, his fists bawled up and the once floating medal bird turned into a dense ball, “It’s 2023. Women can speak for themselves.”

“Right,” Jordan looked down at you, finally including you in on the conversation that he interrupted, “Are you interested?”

She was taken aback by the question. She sputtered a little, swapping glances between Andre and Jordan. Whatever this was, she did not want to be apart of it. Fuck Jordan for ruining this.

“No.” She said. Andre held his hands up in defeat, grabbed his drink, and walked away from the bar and into the crowd. She turned back to Jordan then and stood up. “Fuck you.”

“You already did,” he said.

She pushed him then. “No, fuck you. Fuck you for being an asshole to me all this week and then popping up to ruin-“

“Ruin what, exactly? Where you going to go home with him, huh? Fuck him, too? Let him see you the way I saw you?”

“Excuse me?” She raised her hand to slap him, but he caught it. His grip was tight and bruising. A few bystanders gathered around them.

“Let’s go to my car.” Jordan tugged her towards the exit. She barely had time to register what was going on before she felt the cold breeze of the night air swift through her nostrils and blow on her exposed skin.

He opened the passenger door for her. A gentleman. What kind of gentleman would dare to ask to her that way? Just who did he think he was? Her fucking boyfriend?

She got in, and he slammed the door closed. She stared out the window as he felt the car dip a little with the weight of Jordan getting in on the driver’s side.

The car was silent.

“Are we playing the quiet game or something?” .

She nodded.

He sighed, “Look, you have every right to hate me-“

“I do.”

“-but I need to explain something to you.”

She could feel her anger bubbling up. Her knees bounced against the car floor. She continued to stare out the window. “Explain.”

“The girl you saw, she was-“

Oh, not this lousy and overused excused. He really thought she was dumb. It wasn’t just something she had made up in her mind. This was evidence.

She turned, tears just about to spill past her eyelids, “Your sister? Your cousin? Your best friend?” She scoffed, “You think I’m stupid. You ignore me for a week, a week, Jordan. Then you decide you can whisk me away like you’re some kind of Prince Charming?”

“That’s not-“

“You embarrass me in front a cute guy because what? You’re jealous? You don’t like to see your one-night stand hooking up with other people but don’t mind not bothering to wave back when she waves at you?”

“(Y/n)-“

“But maybe I am stupid. You asked if I was interested, and I said no. You opened the door for me, and I got in. You folded my panties and tucked me in and left and treated me like I didn’t exist.”

Jordan watched intently as she spewed all the horrible shit they had done to her. They didn’t think it would affect her so much. They’d hate to be ignored, too, but they’d get over it. They could tell she convinced herself she was over them, over the entire situation. If she was moved on, she wouldn’t have turned down Andre’s offer, and she wouldn’t have entered their vehicle.

“-and now you’re not fucking listening, great.” She folded her arms and dramatically laid back against the seat. Tears streamed down her cheeks and her makeup was ruined. Black streaks of mascara coated the skin.

“I’m sorry,” they said. “You’re right. Not about the stupid thing, the fucked up thing. It was wrong of me to ignore you, I just…” Jordan breathed in shakily. This was so out of character for them. “I didn’t think you liked me.”

She turned towards the window again, staring at her own reflection.

“And… the girl you saw wasn’t my sister, cousin, or best friend,” They could feel their chest tightening, “She was me.”

She watched in the reflection as Jordan morphed into the girl she had seen earlier. She turned back sharply, completely in shock at what she just witnessed.

“You-“

“Yeah. I’m bigender, or whatever the fuck,” Jordan sighed. They felt vulnerable in this form. They tucked a strand of their longer black hair behind their ear and looked beyond the front windshield, “I didn’t want you thinking that I-“

“That you’re into women who look like you?” She responded.

“Yes,” Jordan snorted, “But I was going to say that I wasn’t using you. Or- I didn’t use you. That wasn’t my intention.”

“Do you normally fuck girls and abandon them?”

“I normally don’t get jealous when I see someone else flirting with them,” they looked at her then, “I didn’t like what I saw. When he flirted with you using his medal-bending ability. It was corny.”

She let out a small laugh, wiping away her tears, “It was kind of corny.”

Jordan nodded, “I was… afraid. I’m not used to feeling like this, but I am used to it at the same time. Girls, they fuck me in my masculine form and want nothing to do with me in my feminine form. Guys are vice versa.”

She listened to every word coming from their mouth.

“I guess I’ve grown accustomed to blocking people out without asking if they’d accept both versions of me.”

The car was quiet once more.

“Accustomed,” she whispered, “that’s a big word.”

Jordan rolled their eyes.

“I don’t mind,” she was no longer looking at them, instead focusing on her hands that she held in her lap, “I wouldn’t have judged you. I’m not judging you.”

“You’re not?”

“I think you’re the most handsomest and prettiest person I’ve ever seen,” she said.

They could feel their ears tint with red.

“I understand why you were nervous, but I wish you would’ve talked to me before doing all of this,”

“I’m sorry,”

“I know,” she faced them, bringing her hands to cup their soft jawline, “I forgive you.”

Their lips met with hers, but not like how they did at the frat party. This time was more passionate, sweeter, and less rough. She broke the kiss to climb over the armrest and straddle them. Jordan leaned the chair back as far as it would go to give her enough room to sit on their lap. She took off her leather jacket. Their hands held onto her waist, keeping her in place. She liked being on top and knowing that she had no control. They liked being underneath her and knowing that they were still the dominant one.

They began to kiss each other harder. More hunger. They craved her. She must’ve worn this black outfit in retaliation. She looked pretty in white. She looked pretty in black. She looked pretty naked. She was the most beautiful girl they had ever seen, and now they had her right where they wanted her.

She had been hogging their memory ever since that night. They’d slip their hands into their pants during late hours of the night, fondling their clit and breathing her name in heavy gasps as they imagined her touching them. They pinched their nipples, imagining her biting them. They wanted to see her between their thighs, eating them out with her back arched and her eyes closed because she was so into it.

“Am I doing good?” They imagined she would say.

They’d tell her she was doing amazing as they fucked their pussy onto her face.

They’d have to take a late-night shower, having soaked their boxers in their secretion. Their shirt would stick to their back from how hot they were and how much they were sweating during a simple masturbation session.

They wondered if she touched herself. Maybe she was so pent up with frustration that she couldn’t help but fuck it out of herself. She’d use two fingers right off the bat. Her legs would be spread open, and her clothes discarded into a heap at the edge of her bed.

“Jordan,” she’d moan.

“Jordan,” she moaned.

They were brought back to the present, pulling away from her lips. Both of their chests rise and fell with great intensity. They bought their hand up to her face, placing their thumb on her lip and parting them. She opened willingly, allowing their thumb to enter her wet cavern.

She sucked feverishly, all while maintaining eye contact.

“Fuck,” Jordan cursed. They could feel how wet they were in their stiff jeans.

She pulled their thumb out of her mouth with a barely audible pop!

“I want to touch you,” she said.

Yes, yes, please, yes.

She pulled up their shirt, revealing a flat stomach that had the shadows of their abs present. They didn’t wear a bra. She was very understanding of that, too. It’d be extremely uncomfortable for them to shift and feel the hard clasps of the bra digging into their back.

She cupped their breast tenderly, swiping her thumb over the nipple. Jordan couldn’t tell if she’d been with women before. Was she an expert? Or was she just doing what she did when she touched herself?

She pinched and they shifted unexpectedly. She leaned back, her ass hitting the steering wheel and blaring the horn.

It was quiet for the third time.

They apologized for startling her. She told them it was okay.

Then, she busted out laughing, falling onto them. They laughed, too.

“I guess that’s a sign,” she said.

“A sign for what?”

“To take me back to your place.”

She didn’t have to say anything else.

#gen v #jordan li #fem4fem #gen v fanfiction #andre anderson #ooc #sapphic #angst #jordan li smut #smut #reader insert #x reader #Spotify

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rocksandmirrors · 3 months

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this is something i wrote a couple weeks ago based on the second art of this post i've made, but i didn't feel like posting it on ao3. hope you enjoy!! the wonderful @sapphic--kiwi inspired me to write this, make sure to check out her blog as well <3 she's a very talented artist and writer

also watch out for body issues and internalized fatphobia

Matt couldn’t stand to see his reflection anymore.

He should have seen it coming, though; with all the work he had been doing for the last years, and being able to eat his fill every day, it was obvious he would gain weight. Yet, now that he stared at himself in the mirror, all he could see was the extra pounds that didn’t have to be there. He knew this was silly, but an immature part of him hoped he could have looked like these constructionist witches in the shows he watched, attractive and shaped like a V.

Grimacing, he pinched a bulge on his stomach and let out a groan. He hated looking like this, especially when he was so skinny just a couple years ago. Maybe he could skip breakfast, just for today. He wasn’t that hungry anyway.

Shaking his head to try and think about something else, Matt reached out to the cabinet above the sink until he saw Augustus’ reflection in the mirror, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed. He froze as they locked eyes, and he prayed he hadn’t seen too much of him wallowing in his misery.

“Hey,” he mumbled, finally opening the cabinet to grab his hairbrush. “Sorry, did I wake you up?”

“Nah.” Matt heard footsteps behind him, and a few seconds later, felt a pair of arms around his waist, as well Augustus’ warmth against his back, and his chin on his shoulder. “You’re up earlier than usual.”

“Eh, I just woke up and couldn’t fall back asleep. Figured I could get prepared for work, at least.”

Augustus’ hands wandered around his stomach and hips- areas of his body that he hated more than anything- and he repressed the urge to push them away. Instead, he started brushing his hair, slowly, untying all the knots one by one. He had two hours left before leaving, might as well take his time.

“Matty, are you okay?” he asked, slumber still staining his voice.

“M’yeah. Sort of.” When he met Augustus’ eyes again through the mirror, he sighed. “No, not really.”

“I know. I saw you.”

Yeah, he figured as much. His fiance had that talent for always being at the wrong place, at the wrong time. He put his hairbrush down next to the sink, still staring at their reflections.

“Of course you saw me. There’s nothing else to see about me but… this,” he added, disgust dripping in his tone.

“Don’t talk about yourself like that.”

“Like what? Like I became fucking ugly? Someone here has to, because you sure as hell aren’t doing it.”

Matt was getting worked up over pretty much nothing and arguing with a brick wall; he knew that, yet couldn’t help it. Just thinking about the way his body had changed over the last years made him feel miserable and fall back into his old self-deprecating ways, aggressive towards someone who didn’t ask for it.

“You’re not ugly,” Augustus argued, leaving a peck on his jaw. “You’ve never been.”

“Augustus, you don’t need to rub me up the right way. I know I’ve changed, I mean- you’ve seen me at seventeen, look at me now! I was in much better shape back then!”

“Were you?”

“Do you really need me to make an illusion of my old self to compare?” He asked, arching an eyebrow.

Augustus shook his head, his hands still rubbing the parts of his body he hated the most. Matt just wanted this conversation to end, to go on about his day and shove that brief moment of vulnerability into a corner of his mind so he could forget about it. As much as he hated his current appearance, he never intended for his lover to listen to him vent about his body issues first thing in the morning.

“Matt, you had nothing to eat as a teen, of course you were skinnier. Hell, I’ve seen you digging through trash at school just to have lunch.”

“Yeah, but-”

“You’ve grown up. You’re doing a lot more physical work, and like it or not, you can’t keep your teen body all your life.” One of Augustus’ hands moved up to his torso. “If you really want to lose weight someday, I’ll support you, but I want you to know I also love how you look right now, because you’re just as healthy and handsome. Frankly, I’m happy to see you like this.”

Matt’s breath got stuck in his throat, and his eyes widened at these words. He knew Augustus tended to be clingier than usual whenever he lacked some sleep, but he still needed to get used to all the praise that came with it.

“I don’t really see it,” he admitted with a shrug.

“That’s okay. I don’t expect you to get over this right away.” The younger witch left another kiss, this time at the nape of his neck, and a shiver ran down his spine. “But trust me, if you could see yourself the way I see you, you’d marry yourself in a heartbeat.”

Matt could feel- and see- all the blood rushing to his face, and suddenly, the warm hands wandering on his body didn’t bother him as much- they felt loving, tender, worshiping every part of the body he still struggled to accept as it was. He leaned into Augustus, still standing behind him, and the arms around him wrapped themselves tighter.

“Are you feeling any better?” He asked.

“I… Yeah, actually. Thanks, babe.”

“No problem.” Augustus left one last peck on the shell of his ear before stepping back, and Matt immediately missed his warmth. “Since we’re both awake, I’m gonna make some coffee. Do you want some?”

“You know it.” Matt turned around to face him, offering him a tired smile. “Let me make you breakfast, yeah?”

“Don't worry, I’m not touching any pans in this kitchen,” he yawned as he left the bathroom.

Matt watched his fiance walk away, then turned back to his reflection. Half of his hair had been brushed, the bags under his eyes were a little more prominent than usual, contrasting with his crimson face, and his shirt was a little crinkled from where Augustus had been touching him. He pinched a bulge on his stomach again, poking at the fat here and there with a faint smile.

Maybe he could indulge in breakfast today.

#the owl house #gus porter #mattholomule #gustholomule #fanfic #fanfiction #toh fanfic #the owl house fanfiction

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tboygareth · 7 months

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Make Me Write! (Kinda)

Stole this - layout and all - from @steves-strapcollection

For the rest of this week and part of next week, I want to work on getting out of my writing slump, so I want to write stuff based on y'all's requests!

So here's how it's gonna go:

THE GAME (I just lost it by the way) < cornball ilu

Send me:

A pairing

A prompt off of this list linked here or a prompt of your own!!

The desired rating for the ficlet, from G to E (anyone who has already sent me a prompt, I've got y'all's numbers, I know what you want, don't worry)

THE PAIRINGS

Steddie

Sapphic ST Pairings

Steddissy (please)

Tigareth

THE RULES

You can send as many as you like, within reason! (I do not promise being able to complete all of them, but I will endeavour to fill at least one of your requests!!)

I'm accepting prompts until 11:59 PM ET on September 28

tags for visibility: @patchworkgargoyle, @vecnuthy, @stobinesque, @starryeyedjanai, @ghostevie, @vampeddie, @judasofsuburbia, @thefreakandthehair, @sentient-trash, @yournowheregirl, @steddieas-shegoes, @sidekick-hero, @theheadlessphilosopher, @wormdebut, @spectrum-spectre, @hellion-child, @cuoredimuschio

#tagging people is hard #make me write

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bloompompom · 5 months

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bloomy plspslsllssl give us random hcs for gossip characters 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

hehe okay if you insist <3

back when they were teens, pieck would try to get reader to hook her up with her celebrity crushes

jean gets baaad car sickness so he's the worst to travel with by tour bus. i feel like they have to stop at gas stations a lot, and he's definitely not made it to the toilet/trash in time

speaking of the tour bus, connie has one of the top bunks and he’s developed a so called “perfect system” of leaping into it but somehow still smacks his head on the roof on the regular

connie is the only one that has slept with a fan lol

no matter HOW many times the members are told about their call time or HOW many times it’s printed and plastered around, all of them will still, without fail, ask their tour manager “what’s our call time” at least 100 times throughout the day

tour manager is hange by the way i just decided and the general consensus is “we’d all be dead without hange”

also wouldn’t armin be perfect as the merch guy? omg he’d be so cute and stressed

mikasa is my sexy sapphic bassist inspired by vic de angelis, i imagine they have a similar vibe on stage

jean posts thirst traps on his story

and if you’re clicking through your stories, it’ll be his thirst trap and then connie’s and/or eren’s story immediately posing the same way to make fun of him

it’s now a running gag in the fandom

drunk eren has made a burner account to reply to hate comments for sure

mikasa does not like to sing at all which only means eren loves to surprise give her the mic

all four members of devil’s paradise are this close 🤏 to being black listed from daytime television because they can’t filter themselves

#hehehe THANK YOU i was giggling when writing these #made my day i will always share these #bloomy asks #gossip!#gossip! hcs

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delistravaganza · 5 months

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I swear I relate to everything you have written about the enemies to lovers trope and lesbians.

it’s not even about lesbian representation, at least in fandom, of course that’s important but it’s not the point here, it’s about having wlw stories that are as...complex? Messed up? Intricated? as straight or even (in more recent years) mlm romantic storylines are allowed to be. I feel like I am constantly hungry of complicate stories with lesbian or bisexuals female characters involved in messy relationship. But almost every popolar ship that I meet on fandom or tv shows either is watered down, made all soft and sweet and not threatening and so not complicate enough to be appealing. (or in the fews that are not like that in the original media they get made in this way by the fandom- it’s so unnerving). it seems to me that’s it is either “tragic dead lesbian” or “soft sapphic story all is sweet uwu”. As someone who love stories with romance only when the romance is very complicated and not necessarily healthy and full of ambivalent feelings (don’t judge me as you said it’s just a matter of preference ashahaha) I sometimes read slash (mlm) fanfiction on ao3 that feature very complicate and not necessarily healthy dynamics and I go damn I wish that there was a fanfiction exactly like this but with two women instead of two men.

I get this 1000%. To be fair, I don't think it's just the wlw couples being UwUified in recent films and shows, this happens to all queer representation because of the pressure to create "good rep". To some extent, it's even happening with straight pairings because people are more aware now of sexism and what it really means to consent, though everyone still seems to be willing to let this knowledge fly off if teh guy iz HOT.

But there seems to be a particular issue with writing f/f interactions that are manipulative, dark or somehow more adult, not necessarily meaning sex but rather a more nuanced portrayal of the relationship. Whereas all the straight toxic romances went to specific (and thriving) genres such as "dark romance" (which at least seems to be more self-conscious as the Reylo fic I mentioned before), and we get glorious epics of m/m fanfiction stories (and books that feel like fanfiction), it sometimes seems like the women characters are treated as little girls.

Even in a dark, creepy, cannibalistic, adult-oriented show such as Yellowjackets, I found myself more interested in the hypothetical Jackie/Shauna pairing because oh boy that was complex! than in the actual lesbian pairings involving Tai, who is a great and somewhat nuanced character except when it comes to her (sanitized) relationships. Is it really just me favoring problematic and unhealthy dynamics or is there some truth to this? (It may be me.) Is Tai a bit tamed down because she's gay AND black?

Also, to be completely fair, I think that I have more expectations when it comes to wlw plots, maybe because I subconsciously think of them as more "me" than the others. I've read a lot about how women use slash to slip away from the narrative and write more freely, and the fact is - I've read a lot of trash when it comes to m/m. And I definitely don't remember it with the resentment I save for f/f media like First Kill ("you fucking set out to be everything I wanted and turned out to be a pile of dog shit!").

I have also read extremely interesting books featuring f/f dynamics on the latest years, which I could post here instead of whining à la Louis de Pointe du Lac, but the fact is that these books already set out to be a work of literary merit and weren't written to dwell on the romance or possible romance itself. I'm not even counting MBF here as I read it a while back for the first time, but it could be an example - I don't know, but it definitely wasn't written with UwUification in mind. I'm still thrilled at how much the marketing DID and DOES UwUify our girls and their relationship. Sometimes the marketing is like: Wouldn't you just love to have such a special friendship like these two? Uhhh what? No, thank you, I had my share of that shit?!?

Oh, and also - I'm not even sure it comes down to self-identification either. I said I identify with Catradora, but the fact is I don't necessarily identify with either Catra or Adora. I just identified with their feelings, and I felt empathy for them, and I worried and I suffered and I felt frustrated and I so, so, so hungered and feared for their fights and God, you should really check this one out because it's really on the edge between UwU and dark, and I think it's this mixture what made it work in today's world. It seemed to appeal to both parts of me - the one who lowkey wants the positive, young-and-healthy-oriented rep she didn't have as a teen, and the more prevalent one who prefers angst and twisted things. And yes, it's a cartoon. A cartoon did what many real, adult-oriented shows and books couldn't do with me.

But Catradora probably also worked because we, the audience, were purposefully kept in the dark about them, so we got to experience their story as it developed and without any clear expectation as what the end would be (compared to: here's your wlw romance of the day! Ship them! Hope they don't die!), something I'm sure you wouldn't be able to achieve now that all the info is out there.

Anyway, I'm rambling now and already taking too much time off work. But I find this topic fascinating. If anyone else wants to join in the conversation or point me somewhere that isn't Buffy/Faith or Catradora or Villanelle or Nicky/Lorna (YES I STILL SHIP THEM AND WILL ALWAYS DO) or our Neapolitan toxic friends, please do. And as always, nice talking to you. <3

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P.D.: Here's a long video analysis that I really liked that tackles why "good" LGBT representation is boring (not wlw representation exclusively).

#queer representation #my brilliant friend #yellowjackets #jackie x shauna #catradora #f/f #sapphic #first kill #wlw

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leighlew3 · 1 year

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For some reason I couldn’t send the link of this post but I could download the picture and send it (hopefully)

This is what I was references in that ask to you lol

Ah. And... yeah. A painful and unnecessary creative choice.

Look, overall I'm loving Picard, despite quite a few issues with some creative choices and contradictions, because this nostalgia is incredible and so appreciated and being able to witness these characters in action again has been WONDERFUL.

That being said... well, I'm about to launch into a ramble.

Buckle up, and keep reading if you'd like...

Picard had an ICONIC legacy female character in an interracial wlw relationship with a dynamic new Black female character -- both women over the age of 50 no less, an amazing thing to explore on screen -- and it worked. And so many fans loved it and felt represented and thrilled to kingdom come. And it fit with the Star Trek brand of inclusion and acceptance in a modern society. It also made Voyager fans of 25 years feel vindicated and seen, having Seven not only confirmed as sapphic, but actually exploring it on screen and finding love, even if a "happy ending" for Seven was never in the cards for many reasons, they could have explored why instead of just sweeping it under the rug off screen and reducing it to one awkward glance between them, a joke from Worf, and that was it. Seven and Raffi deserved better. Queer fans deserved better.

Alas, they tossed it in the trash for no valid reason at all, and at the worst possible time in our current social and political landscape of an outdated and frighteningly dangerous resurgence of homophobia, transphobia, etc. Life imitates art, and art imitates life. And thus, now we see conservative-run media companies catering again to the vocal, hateful little groups and extremist far right fear mongers. There is a very obvious bias of late again against LGBTQ content (especially wlw due to the frightening rise in misogyny yet again lately) across nearly every channel and streamer and studio.

For that matter, even beyond LGBTQ stories, there's also a significant reduction in the exploration of ANY sexuality on screen across the board lately, even for cishet couples. We somehow went from Hollywood being absurdly and unfairly exploitive towards women and putting actors in uncomfortable and unnecessary situations, to some sort of bizarre, puritanical, utterly sexless exploration of romance on screen. And even a reduction of romance entirely in many cases, for that matter. We went from one extreme to the other, and it's absolutely nuts.

Anyway, back on the topic of Picard, the two actresses who previously were captains of the ship and ALL about the pairing have since seemingly now had to backtrack, make excuses for this bizarre decision, or just not speak on it at all. And that's beyond sad.

And again, it makes me concerned that if Seven does get her own spin-off or is a part of a new spin-off again, they'd likely not include Raffi nor explore Seven being with women further. Which would just be LITERALLY going backwards in time to the days of Voyager where many (not all) straight male fans tried to claim her as theirs and theirs alone while reducing her to just "the hot Borg in a cat suit" even though everyone else knew she was three dimensional as hell, one of the best written and acted characters in franchise history, and inherently representative of the LGBTQ community.

Anyway, I really really hope they prove me wrong and Saffi get a satisfying ending in this show, and if nothing else, even if they don't have a future together in other series, any other shows at least continue to embrace Seven's pansexuality. It's important.

Alas right now my trust in creatives in the TV space who are under the pressures of conservative-run media conglomerates... is limited. Even once seeming allies are showing sides to themselves lately that are... concerning, to say the least. People who previously would tell incels to F' off, and weren't afraid to stand up to and block phobes on Twitter are now blocking queer fans for just asking "WTF?" about queer favorites being sidelined or ships being tossed in the trash. People who previously seemed to truly see and value queer fans are now bordering on just using them for clicks and stringing them along on likely hopeless efforts regarding show survival. And people who actually do mean well and usually stand up loud and strong for LGBTQ audiences are suddenly growing very, very quiet if not even in some cases TURNING on their queer fans entirely as TPTB remove more and more wlw content from airwaves and streamer services.

It's all very disheartening. As a writer who has had this conversation so often with producers and executives, I GET IT. The fight is NOT an easy one. And most the time inclusion efforts are flat out shot down. But it feels like so few people are walking the talk anymore. People who capitalized heavily on LGBTQ characters and ships and fans for a few years when it was hot are now turning their backs when the going has gotten rough. And that's frustrating for us all.

But, the good news: these things are often cyclical. So if everybody can hang in there, stay strong, and fight the good fight online and IRL, rock the VOTE, etc and drown out the hateful voices that want the LGBTQ community silenced or worse, then I believe we can set (or force, in many cases) the misguided, fearful, extremist-rightwing-catering media companies back to the proper side of history.

#picard #star trek picard #seven x raffi #saffi #seven of nine #star trek #lgbtq #representation matters

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GAP The Series Episode 9 Thoughts

After the way we left things off at the end of episode 8, I really really need us to get an apology (or rather Mon should get the apology) in the first half of this episode, and for the truth about Kirk to be revealed. I'm tired of his ass and the drama his secrets bring, and I just want the sapphics kissing and fucking dammit!

So yeah, let's kick things off.

Aaaaand of course we're starting with my baby girl Mon crying her eyes out, with Sam's words ringing in her head. As someone who still remembers the horrible things my lovers have said in a fit of anger, this totally tracks. Words can't be taken back. It's why they haunt us, coloring our interactions with others, sinking their claws into the essence of who we are, and erasing our self-esteem with every trickle of their poison. Now, I know Sam is the way she is because of her witch of a grandmother, and Mon not telling her the truth about Kirk (which I still lay at the feet of Kirk because that piece of shit basically took advantage of his position and Mon's sweet nature to push her into keeping a secret she shouldn't have had to keep in the first place!!! He's just as terrible a boss as Sam!!), triggered those feelings of suspicious and distrust, causing her to lash out, but personally, I want to see her acknowledge that her words do hurt. Both truths can exist. Sam is the way she is because of the abuse she's suffered at the hands of her grandmother. But also, Sam's treatment of, and words to Mon, (not just what happened with Kirk, but since she started working for her), is horrible, and I really hope that this show has someone call her out on it, at the very least, cuz if I was the one in this universe and watching this mess, she won't like my words.

2. Y'all know how much I love this show, and these two women. They've been serving me EVERYTHING I wanted, since the very first episode. But I swear, I need to have a conversation with the writer. I find it very troubling that Mon's only upset right now, seems to be her worry that Sam doesn't love her anymore. There's a prioritization of Sam's feelings over Mon's pain in the start of this episode that just has me screaming at my screen at this point, because the writers in the room, made certain choices that I don't agree with.

3. But honestly, this is one of the most beautiful shot shows!!! That visual of Mon lying down on her bed, being surrounded by her mix of pink and white teddies and pillow, with her pale skin and pink lips and the black hair is GIVING!!!!!!!!

4. The way I hissed at Kirk's annoying voice and his talking about telling Sam the truth about his Facebook identity. Like DUDE, THAT IS NOT THE SECRET WE WANT YOU TO SHARE! Tell Sam about your backstabbing, traitorous ways!!! I swear, I can't believe I went from thinking of him as a good egg, to wanting to enter the screen so I can strangle his ass!!!

5. The audacity of him saying he's told Sam the whole truth when WE KNOW there's still more he's hiding from her. Trash! Trash! Also, Sam isn't jealous at your supposed affair with Mon because she wants you. She's jealous because her girlfriend keeps getting caught in compromising positions with your no-personal-space-respecting ass!

6. Kirk, don't try and be charming, it doesn't suit you. Don't try and flirt. Sam doesn't want you. Don't try and be complimentary, Sam doesn't need you to boost her ego. Just sit there and be the useless, lying fucker you are. Don't try and pretend to be someone you're not. We see you!!

7. I love how Sam thinks she can just show up, and Mon would jump to see her. Hell to the nah! Not after all the vile VILE things you said. Fuck that shit! Good on Mon for insisting on not seeing Sam. Make her work for it my darling. Make her WORK FOR IT!!

8. Shout out to Sam for recognizing just how amazing Mon's mum is, and that she's a core part of the reason why Mon grew up to be so gracious and lovable. Teacher Pohn, you deserve all the applause and all the flowers!! Take you for your generous spirit and your kind heart. Best mum award goes to you!! To think that both you and that witch of a grandmother exist in the same timeline. Smh. Honestly, whenever we get a glimpse into Mon's family and just the love she was raised with, I feel even sorrier for Sam. I imagine just how restrictive it must have been for child Sam to live with a grandmother like that, who's more focused on prestige and her bringing "honour" to their house, rather than Sam's own happiness.

9. Sam's heartbroken expression at Mon ignoring her and walking past, is breaking my own heart. Urgh!! See, this is why you have to be careful what you say, and realize just how much you can hurt the girl you love. You need to apologize Sam. Really apologize. Not the apology where you spin things around, and avoid stating exactly how you fucked up. You need to be honest, and own up to that shit, cuz you really really hurt your girl.

10. Mon's stepdad is awesome and he gives great advice. But I also resent the fact that what he's saying is from a position where he holds incomplete facts. He thinks that Sam and Mon's relationship is purely professional, and I can see why he believes that Mon's boss coming all the way to their house and patiently waiting to see Mon, after they had a "fight" is rare and commendable. But we the audience know that that isn't the case, and as much as I love his advise of speaking out and clearing the air by talking about the fight, I hope the writers find a way to work it into the conversation that Mon has every right to be upset, and that Sam is aware of that. But knowing the writers and how society has a way of villainizing anger as an emotion, I'm not holding my breath.

11. This is so unfair!! Khun Sam!! You know acting adorably is our weakness. How can you split between playacting like the little ghost baby and a dog in one scene??? How is Mon meant to hold onto her anger when you act so cute??? How am I????? Urgh!!! This is so unfair!!!!!

12. My baby Sam. Look at that honest, sincere apology!!! There was a bit of worry for a moment that she was going to gloss over it (girl, no one buys that when you basically called Mon a two-timer, you meant that in a "she's beautiful and clever" way. Don't try and play us.), but she powered through, and apologized sincerely and honestly. Sure she might have centered herself a little in the apology (would it really be Sam if she doesn't? Not like y'all should do that though. If you are apologizing and suddenly start talking about how the rift caused you to lose sleep, and how you don't feel too good, dial it back several notches. The apology is meant to center the aggrieved party's pain, not yours), but that was soon left behind as she was honest with her jealousy and was sincere with wanting to do right by Mon. You know what we call that????

13. Sam's pleased nod, at Mon loving the dinner set up has me grinning like a fool. Sam my beloved! Why are you so increasingly adorable???? Falling in love suits you so much my beloved!!!

14. And the gift giving!!! Her going to the same accessories stand that she had initially criticized for being "cheap", and purchasing matching bracelets for her and Mon??? Sam! My heart! Sweetheart!!! You are redeeming yourself at such a quick pace!!!

15. Hehehehehe. I love how drinking a scotch whiskey for them, is part of their foreplay for having sex. Rofl! You go my queens. Get it on!! Let loose! Get it on!!!

16. Gghjghjghjghjghjghjg. That little squeal of Sam when Mon pushes her into the pool. So fucking cute and adorable. Hehehehe.

17. I couldn't have been the only one who moaned at that shot of Mon looking down at Sam while the latter was in the pool right. Cuz fuuuuuuuck.

18. Aaaaaaand they are following it up with them making out in the pool. My mouth is dry. Fuck. This show is killing me. Sam's head being tossed back. The way she's licking her lips. The deep breaths. The fingers to her mouth. The camera panning to where we don't see Mon but we know she's there, tossing Sam's salad, and eating her out. Their two hands around Sam's throat? This fucking show! This fucking show. I'm too horny for this. RIP to my ass. This show has fucking killed me!!!

19. The fact that my eyes which have just been blessed by my lesbians, lesbianing, are now being tainted by Kirk and his heterosexual red roses, and entitled pushing of Sam to go on a date with him, is homophobic and should be classified as a hate crime!

20. Nita in that red jumpsuit though, is giving Scooby Doo-Monster unleashed!!!!

21. Aaaaand of course Nita noticed the couple bracelets. That sharp-eyed look, and the smirk after she makes the connection?? I WANT THIS WOMAN TO RUIN ME!! Just one night. That's all I ask!!!

22. Kirk strikes me as one of those pretty boys who get buy on their looks and have never had to really use their brains, which now that I think about is, an insult to those pretty boys because at least they have brains. Kirk doesn't even have an iota of a braincell cuz if he did, and if he use that singular braincell to think, he would have known that NEVER IN A MILLION LIFETIMES would Sam want to enter a joint-venture with Nita. Like how can you claim to be her fiancée and not realize this singular, basic fact?

23. I'm sorry, why... WHY would the writers think it is in ANY way okay for Sam to out Mon to Kirk? Her conversation with Kirk can easily stop at "I have a lover". That's it. That's all that she needed to say. But to bring Mon into this, to name her, to her soon to be ex-fiancee, in their workplace, when she is very much aware that her employees are nosy and they might even be eavesdropping on this conversation, and even if they aren't, WHY WOULD YOU OUT MON TO KIRK??? What the fuck!

24. Aaaaaaand she stalks off, after outing Mon, leaving her alone with her now ex-fiancee, a man who probably feels that he's been made a fool of... I have a migraine. With the way the writers keep writing Sam and the choices she makes, it's like one step forward and two steps back for me.

25. Nita taking the opportunity to hit on Sam is doing things to me because fuuuuuck, they look so good together, and you know shit would be smoking hot between them both!!

26. I love that Sam immediately shuts her down, but seriously Sam. This is twice in two scenes, back-to-back that you have outed your girlfriend, without confirming that she is okay with coming out. What the fuck are the writers thinking??? Why do they think this is in any way okay???

27. Sam's delusions in thinking that Kirk will "understand" has me shaking my head so hard. Girl, you give that man way too much credit. When will it occur to you that that man likes to make decisions on your behalf, without considering whether or not that's what you actually want???? You seemingly "broke his heart", admitted that you have been having an affair with the girl he's seemingly been bearing his heart to, and you think he's a-okay???

28. Ha!!! I totally called Yha and Chin having an affair!!! Sam's reaction to catching them is peak hilarity though!!! But, please tell me why I didn't clock that Chin has a wife?? Why didn't I know this? Was it mentioned, but I didn't remember it? Cuz I'm going through my memories of his character being introduced but I can't remember them mentioning his wife.

29. Sam's "I only come to work to look at your face" statement is so valid. I feel you on it girlfriend. Capitalism fucking sucks. Why work when you can be gay????

30. Yo! Are they about to have sex in the office????? Which no complaints, but is that door locked???? If there's anything we learned from the History that Shall not be Named, Also known as History: Salt is the ultimate villain, it is that ALWAYS LOCK THE DOOR!! ALWAYS!!!

31. Sam's hand on Yah's head as she pushes her out of the office is sending me!!!!

32. GAP is giving me the workplace romance I didn't know I NEEDED!!! That sex scene in the office? Jesus!!! This show's making up for edging us for so many episodes !!! GAP is like "they took forever to kiss", and now that they have, there shall fuck on every single available surface, and I am utterly grateful to them for doing that!!! Hehehehe.

33. I'm sorry, how the hell is Mon standing in front of the mirror, and can't notice that her lipstick is smudged, and she looks well and truly debauched.

34. Yha's "ooooooh. Haaaaaaa. Ooooooooh". I AM DEAD!!! DEAD!!!!!

35. Too many people are learning about Mon and Sam's relationship. I suspect their relationship won't stay a secret for long, at this rate.

36. Cher is so hot! Fuck!!! All the women in this show are fucking hot. It's the hair, plus the shirt and the teasing. They just do it for me. The amount of sapphic representation we are getting in this show, is making me so goddam happy. This is what I want! THIS!!!!!!

37. The honeymoon vibes of this getaway is making me so happy. Add Risa and Cher's openly showing their love. The conversation about same-sex marriage in Thailand. This is perfect. I'm squealing so hard!!!

38. Aaaaaand of course they can't let us be happy for too long. Like I get why Mon is hesitating. She's idolized Sam for so long, and feels like she can't measure up to her. But sweetheart... SAM LOVES YOU!! Urgh! I thought the only opposition to them marrying would be Sam's grandmother. I totally didn't factor in Mon's hang-ups into the equation.

Looks like next week's episode has the honorable grandmother making an appearance and URGH!! WHY??????????? I've been thinking of who might have put her on Sam and Mon's trail, and I'm thinking it's either Kirk or Nita, cuz I only trust those two as far as I can throw them, which isn't very far!!!

Next week's definitely going to be a doozy. Brace yourselves everyone!!!

#gap #gap the series #gap yuri #gap episode thoughts #gap episode 9 #beckyfreen #freenbecky #sammon #sam x mon #mon x sam #becky armstrong #freen chankimha #noria watches gap

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call-me-maebea · 4 months

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God Otona Precure has me upset this morning. It’s such a also in the face to fans of Precure if you’re not a straight girl with a normal job. It effectively defangs any queer reading while still occasionally queerbaiting and it fucking hurts coming from a show that does have the balls to usually at least heavily imply a sapphic relationship between the girls and doesn’t cut that down by them ending up with a random guy for sure.

What they did to Saki and Mai is so fucking disgusting. Seeing random people say it isn’t that bad is irritating too. It IS that bad. They’re literally one of the most implied ships in the entire series and to have one of them end up with a guy who isn’t even a character makes me wanna vomit.

It also tackles such basic bullshit for adults in ways the kids show did infinitely better. It has no damn nuance on how it tackles work life stuff or climate change. It doesn’t bring up much about people with actual odd careers and we gave the fairy a fucking desk job. And it feels like it doesn’t consider that something worth jumping out a window. If I was a fairy creature who went on magical adventures and I had to work a desk job? I’d kill someone or myself.

Speaking of defanged, the fucking climate change aspect is so bullshit. It only really goes into this nebulous everyone do their part shit while barely acknowledging that it is mostly big corporations doing the big damage. Children’s shows have done this better. You are aimed at adults why are you so much fucking worse at nuanced themes than the majority of the kids show you’re related to. Fucking Star Twinkle dealt with colonization! And you’re out here with this boring garbage!

And the animation is trash. Precure is known for its spectacle and we’re stuck with recycled designs and probably animation. What a fucking joke. And they’re doing Maho next year? I’m supposed to believe the show that’s doing groomer squirrel x old student is cool but not Saki x Mai to handle what is debatably the most textually sapphic precure show? I can’t wait for it to rehash the same garbage digimon kizuna and this shit have done.

Why is every adult version of a kids show this! Why is there never one where people are still doing cool adventure stuff and see each other and the magic still exists! Am I gonna have to see the fucking WITCH a show somehow pull the magic dying out of its ass too? God we need more owl house adult epilogue stuff. I’m so sick of this shit.

#otona precure

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ASK GAME! 🍓🦷🌿🏜️🦋

🍓 - how did you get into writing fanfiction? I think to some degree I always wrote it. I've been writing since I was about 7. One of my earliest things I remember writing at like 9 was NOT Indiana Jones fanfic, but it wasn't not Indiana Jones fanfic. Lol Funny enough, I think this was inspired more by a game we played in gym than any real love of Indy. Writing it on purpose though? How does any hopeless sapphic get into writing fanfic? A girl I was crushing on (even though I didn't realize it was a crush at the time) was super into bandfic. So I started writing bandfic in hs on Quizilla. One thing led to another and blah blah... 🦷 - share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on I forgot all my wisdom immediately after reading this. lmao Uh.... Remember that life is ephemeral. Not in a morbid way. Just in a "this thing you are very stressed about today will not matter in a [time period]. breathe." way. And in a "try your best to fully live this moment and internalize this memory" way. Also. If you want that job, apply for it. You aren't qualified? Apply anyway. Worst case, your resume goes in virtual recycle bin somewhere. Oooh not a fake trash can. APPLY. Which I guess leads into a thing that is true for jobs, submitting to lit mags/antho calls, dating, and a whole lot of other things that can feel so scary: don't self-reject. Life hacks? ADHDs, keep the floss of your choice somewhere you tend to hang out the most (bedside table, coffee/side table) and maybe you'll do that shit. 🌿 - give some advice on writer's block/low creativity 1. Re-read what you have so far or at least a big chunk up to the point where you're stuck. Sometimes just re-reading gets the ball rolling again on momentum. 2. Back up. Cut a few sentences or paragraphs. See if those were what was actually in your way. 3. Commit to writing something super short. One whole sentence. Three. If you do more than those? Swell. ;) 4. Keep signing up for fandom events so that there's always a deadline to get your ADHD to behave. 🏜️ - what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work? Any of them? lol I think we all love to see we got a comment that is just massive and full of a lot of analysis and general screaming. At the same time, some short comments can be so impactful. I also love when people comment on every chapter of a work and leave their hopes and theories and I get to be like "ehehehe" if they're right OR if they're wrong. But ultimately, I think it's any comment that shows that I made them feel something or/and gave them something to really think about. And these don't always have to be super serious. Amusement is a feeling. :) 🦋 - share something that has been on your heart and mind lately I miss my mom and hope I get to see her again soon but I'm not sure when it'll actually be possible.

#ask game #asks

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heyy, so I LOVE your sapphic content. Could you please write something about people/the city/agency/whatever, thinking that the hero and the villain are in a relashionship but they are actually good friends (and because the hero is a lesbian and the villain is gay men). I know your content is sapphic, but I also love the gay x lesbian friendship (if you want to ignore this no problem :) )

Hi! Thank you! I’m not opposed to writing gay men in my stories and I even have a two part story where the relationship is mlm. I’ll try and make it short and say that yes my content is focused on lesbian/sapphic relationships because improving lesbian/sapphic rep is the premise of my account, but occasionally writing about other identities is fine by me as long as it isn’t overshadowing the majority sapphic focus

“Are you two dating?” Superhero demanded, pacing the small space in front of the interrogation table. He slammed his fist down, both Hero and Villain flinching.

“No.” Hero shook her head.

It was ridiculous. The whole situation. She couldn’t even wrap her head around how people couldn’t understand that she would never ever even think about the idiot handcuffed to the chair beside her in a romantic way.

She was a lesbian and he was gay.

The problem started with magazines and newspapers. After rumors of their supposed “forbidden love affair” made headlines, it grew from a kindle to a flame—then a raging forest fire. The tip of the iceberg was when most popular talk show in the city made the discussion whether Hero and Villain were dating.

The agency snapped at that.

“I would rather chop off my head with a rusted saw and then use my decapitated head as a punch bowl than date her.” Villain crinkled his nose and turned to stick out his tongue at his enemy. Hero made a face at him before Superhero’s suspicious glare made her look away and stiffen, a kitten grabbed by the scruff of the neck.

Awkwardly, she forced a smile. “See? Purely loathing and nothing else.”

“How do I know you aren’t lying to me?” Superhero continued. “Y’know, I may be older than you two, but I’ve still seen my fair share of things. Back in my day—“

“Boring!” Villain complained. He twisted his wrists around in the handcuffs, only succeeding in becoming more uncomfortable. “Your interrogation rooms are really uncomfortable. Maybe people would be more open to conversation if they didn’t feel like their ass is about to freeze off.”

“I know right!” Hero agreed. “I’m about to die of hypothermia because of the air conditioning.”

“You could’ve at least not made the table metal.” Villain added.

“You two are suspiciously close.” Superhero’s eye twitched, but they tried to resume unfaltered.

“We’ve been fighting each other for years.” Hero reasoned. “That’s the only reason we know each other so well. For example, Villain makes this really stupid face when I punch him—I don’t think anybody could date him after seeing that.”

“Hey!” Villain gasped. Hero snickered. “Hero dresses like she rummaged through the trash of rejected clothes made by mediocre fashion designer rejects.”

Hero’s jaw would’ve hit the floor if it was capable. “Your face isn’t symmetrical.”

“Well at least I don’t bring a new woman into the apartment every week—“

“Enough!” Superhero rubbed his temples. “Wait…Hero?”

Hero offered an innocent smile, looking more devilish than angelic. “I’m a lesbian.”

“I thought it was obvious—I mean have you seen how she looks at the muscular female heroes. She practically drools.”

“I do not! You have a crush on Supervillain and he looks like a sickly Victorian child with eyeliner!”

“Hold on…” Superhero stopped pacing.

“I’m gay.” Villain grinned smugly.

“Damn it!” Superhero all but growled. “Well, then you two can handle the rumors yourself. Have a wonderful day.” He stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

“…do you think he didn’t take the handcuffs off on purpose? Was my smile ugly?” Villain questioned, staring at the door.

“Your smile is always ugly.” Hero said breathily. “But yeah, he definitely left us here on purpose.”

Villain cackled. “Well, at least that was hilarious. I wish I had a camera so I could watch his reaction all day.”

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Personal Opinions of GMMTV PART2 SERIES

To nobodys request I am gonna do a opinions on the gmmtv trailers, let it be stated that I barely watch anything lately so we'll see how many I will actually watch🤣

so lets start, I will go in order of how they came out on the lineup:

Ossans Love Thailand: I do not like slapstick it isn't my thing but strangely enough I liked this trailer it made me laugh a lot and seeing EM in a show where they can be silly and ceazy is so fun plus the chemistry with the Boss was working, I haven't watched the japanese but I might go back and watch that cuz I wanna ne up on top of knowing the plot

Leap Year: It looks cool and has Gun, feels a little more survival show wich isn't really my thing but the concept is cool, I am always ready to try out more put there plots with supernatural elements and the acting seemed solid for both Dew and Pond

The Heart Killers: hem do I even need to say anything? BE GAY DO CRIME SHAKESPERE WITH FK AND JOJO DIRECTING I think this suffices moving on! jokes aside I am so exited for an action romcom with betrayal and tattoos and my babies looked AMAZING

Friendshit Forever: it's Mook and Pat acting their asses off and almost killing eachother while looking sapphic doing that, so yes please, New and Boom are ok man ruinibg things as always lol/j but honestly I would watch this for the girls and the drama plus Pat is literally a goddes I love that woman

Perfect 10 Liners: sigh another gay engeneers cute boy ensble with 2 couples I am not particualry a fan of om screen(FB PC) and one I have no feelings for(JM) plus the plot looks so uninspired and boring and if it is true it's gonna be 10 eps per couple you bet your ass you wont see me sit thtough this thing! We Are is enough and at least there I like the pairs

Us: FUCK YES BABY GIMME THE GL, this looked so artsy and indie it didn't even give off thai show vibes with the minimalist approach and cinematography, the story is gonna be angsty as fuck but I live for it and Girl falling for the guys sister? Man good drama, and it has Sing and Emi looking mighty fine plus Bonnie wich is so pretty, you will be seeing me seated for this one

Hide & Sis: Again it has women, and WHAT WOMEN GEEZ! Jan, Lookjun and Piploy???? god I am melting they are everything, it is very PS I Hate You and thank god Snap went back to that after Jungle, stick to the messy murder plots, it honestly might not be everybody shit but it's mine and I will take it, tho the revenge porn is trash and fuck you Chimons character, and Lookjun and Pepper actually playing a sort of couole on screen! and oh Gawin as a cop(probably corrupted) brings back memories

Thame-Po: another one that doesn't have gmmtv vibes and I like it when they try to branch out, the idol subplot isn't my thing tho even if I know LYKN are good, EstWilliam mmmm they look pretty but didn't really vibe with the acting, they do have good chemistry tho, for this one I might have to wait for the actual trailer

Break Up Service: NO moving on... ok fine this is ridiculous and does not give me anything even if there is Off in a suit, the comedy wasn't even good next

Revamp: I know this is Boons crown jewel and it looks good but vampire shows are hit or miss and I am not that into them but I think I will watch for the cast and cuz I am attached to BP, and Kay in a villain role is cheffs kiss

Sweet Tooth, Good Doctor: SIGHHHH Oh Mark what have they done to you? they were able to make Mark Pakin look plain MARK! UNACCEPTABLE! plus dentists? I have visceral reactions to just thw sounds of the trailer, Ohms acting still isn't to my liking and it is a Jittirain novel so skeptical isn't even cutting it, the trailer even if less slapstick as OL it cringed me, the balance of humour and romance is off, I think I will watch but just for Mark, Jimmy and View

The Dark Dice: meh felt like a bootleg gifted in a bad way idk I like Gem and Prim enough but this didn't give me anything much, might have to wait for final trailer here too

The Ex Morning: I like the concept don't care at all about anchor man plot, still not a big fan of Krists acting, but I like Singto and the ex part was interesting enough, we will see, might be a little too meta and not in a good way

Scarlet Heart: My Tu come back and ot is a Harem Reverse? WHY??? I hate harem shows always had, I don't even know the og show, I do like most of the cast but still this was just a teaser so I might need to check the og show and then the full trailer to judge, for now I am not into it and I am sorry cuz MY TU!

Ok thats it, overall I liked this lineup better than part 1(even if it's just cuz of FK be in an actual show and not just to announce School Rangers) for now I am in for most of the shows we shall see once they start airing but I stay optimistic that I will watch most

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#gmmtv 2024 #gmmtv shows #thai shows #ossans love thailand #leap year #the heart killers #friendshit forever #perfect 10 liners #us the series #hide & sis #thame po #break up service #revamp #sweet tooth good dentist #the dark dice #the ex morning #scarlet heart thailand

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ninthhousesteel · 2 years

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sapphic senate playing video games:

robin and vickie have a shared minecraft world. their builds are atrocious and they lived out of a dirt hut for far longer than they'd like to admit. robin screams every time she sees a hostile mob. vickie has been mining underground since the world started and doesn't remember what sunlight looks like

chrissy and nancy play first person shooters. they only have one controller though, so nancy plays while chrissy trash talks on the mic

just dance is a contact sport in their apartment. there's not much space between the small living room and robin's long arms, resulting in a few minor injuries each time the game is played. even though she puts in the least effort, nancy always wins

#the sapphic senate #the sapphic sitcom #i missed them so heres a little drabble

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possumphobic · 1 year

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Lightning in a bottle

— pairings: robin buckley x nancy wheeler; johnathan byers x nancy wheeler (mentioned)

— a.n.: i loved writing this!! i thought about giving them a bad ending but my sapphic ass want ronance to be the happy, i owned them that! hope you like it as well, someone wanted to get tagged on this but i couldn't tag them, sorry :(

— warnings: bit of angst on this one, but there's comfort too!, a very confused nancy, this is part two for this

It's been weeks since Nancy last heard about Robin. It's starting to grow on her, the words she said that night. How she didn't think them through until she had already spoken. What if she have lost the girl forever? The idea haunted her mind.

Steve claimed he didn't know where she was. She hadn't told him. The words were true, much to Nancy's concern. If Steve didn't know, something must have been truly wrong.

The thought, the one Nancy has been trying to push away all day, keeps invading her mind in spite of her best efforts. Maybe, just maybe, Robin hated her for the way she reacted. It wouldn't be her fault, anyway, Nancy said to herself. She could have said more, could've at least have a proper reaction. She owned her that.

So, Nancy found herself on Robin's door. He joints found the hardwood of the door, the sound of her knock echoing through the entire neighborhood. And then, there was silence.

Maybe it was better this way. Nancy didn't know what she would've said if Robin had opened that door. She thought about it, of course she had, but nothing ever seen good enough. Truth is, Nancy thought Robin deserved the sweetest of words, and she just couldn't find them for her.

But that didn't mean she hadn't tried. She wrote down every thought, crafting elaborated speaches on the dim light of her own room. She wanted - no, she needed - Robin to know. But she couldn't find the right words, and sheet after sheet, they all end up on a pile on her trash can.

"Robin," They all started. Some of them had the word "dear" written before it as well, quickly scribbled out. A letter wouldn't be good enough. No, if she was to do it, she was going to do it right. Not the easy way out, not some cowardice that would be waiting for Robin at her nightstand once she came home. It could've been too late at that time anyway.

"I really thought a lot about what you said to me." She continued. "And, well, we both know I'm with Johnathan, and I love him, with my whole heart." She scribbled that out too. Did she, really? She couldn't tell. Not after that night. Not after the way Robin looked at her.

"What I am trying - what I wanted - to say, is that, I don't want to hurt your feelings, but it would be a lie if I said I feel the same for you." At that point, she felt the first tear run down her cheek. She thought she knew what to say. She thought it was so clear, until she had actually wrote the words. Nancy didn't have much things taken for granted anymore, not even her own feelings.

"But, Robin, it doesn't matter how things turn out between us, I'll always want to be your friend. But, if you prefer not to, if you want to forget I was once in your life... I suppose I can understand that too." She was lying, of course she was, but what else was she suppose to do? If Robin wanted to go, if she really did, Nancy would let her. She just prayed she wouldn't.

What Nancy didn't write was that she wanted to know what a life by Robin's side would feel like. If it would bring up the same warm, fuzzy feelings inside her chest that being friends with her did. If her touch would still run like electricity under Nancy's skin. If their hugs would still feel so much like home to Nancy. No, she didn't write down any of that on the many, many discourses she spent the night writing. She couldn't mention it. Not like that. It was cruel, to give Robin such foolish hope when she knew, deep down, that her choice was not certain.

Finally, sitting down on Robin's porch with her hands on her head, she understood. Maybe she had known all that time, what her heart wanted. But she was so deep in thought that she barely heard when the brunette arrived. There was no car pulling in, because Nancy knew Robin couldn't drive. No bycicle either. Just a very soft sound of footsteps on the back of her mind. And then, a pair of greyish eyes staring at her, confused. And she knew.

"Nance?" Her touch on the Wheeler's shoulder felt exactly like she imagined it. It was like she was struck by a lightning, but instead of burning, Robin's touch soothed her.

"Hey..." Nancy felt relieved. She smiled to the girl standing in front of her. "I wanted to talk to you, about..."

"It's okay. You don't have to-"

"No. I don't. But I want to." Nancy cut her off. "You've been in my mind for days, for weeks, since that night. And... I think- No, I know, I love you too, Robin Buckley, with all my heart. And I am sorry it took me this long to go after you. Should've done it before, but- I guess you can say you scared me off. A little bit."

Robin shook her head. Was that real? Had she imagined it all? But there she was, standing in front of a smiling Nancy with heart eyes. She loved her too. Nancy Wheeler loved her. She felt like she could burst out at any moment, her hands shaking, still on Nancy's shoulder. Her face hurt when she smiled, the corners of her mouth stretched as tears came out of her eyes. God, wasn't she the luckiest girl in the world? Nancy Wheeler loved her too.

#ronance fic #ronance angst #stranger things ronance #ronance #robin x nancy #robin buckley x nancy wheeler

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wisdomofthegecko · 2 months

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Chapter One Clara

Tucking a strand of hair behind my ears, I fastened small silver hoop earrings in and spritzed myself with perfume. While I waited for my date, I took a moment to admire myself in the mirror. It’s not like I’d had many options lately to look or feel this good. The knock at my door pulled me out of my admiration. James, of course.

Shutting the bathroom door behind me, I walked to the front door, smoothing out my dark red dress one last time and smiled before opening it. “Hi. James, right?”

“Yeah, nice to meet you, Clara.” He smiled back pleasantly enough, wth just a glimmer of his canines showing, sending a shiver down my spine.

“I’ll grab my purse and we can go.” Rushing to my bedroom I smoothed my dress before grabbing my small black purse I used for date nights. Leaving my room, I looked at him and grinned. “Okay, I’m ready if you are.”

“Sounds good, let’s go.” We both hopped into his car as he pulled out of the driveway and started driving to Lore, the nightclub James swore would be perfect for a first date ten minutes after we matched. He blasted music I didn’t recognize on the way there, but at least he drove safe.

Even before walking into Lore, the thumping bass and the monster sized bouncer in front of the entrance gave me goosebumps, but James seemed like the partying type, especially with how pale he was and I was always much more easygoing. My friends convinced me it would be good to try something out of my comfort zone because I may be surprised by what I like. They were wrong. Despite the uneasy feeling, I smiled through it, sending a small prayer to any god with a listening ear.

Either way, it was too late to back out now. Once James pocketed his keys, we walked inside. The club was dark and filled with strange looking people, many of them dressed as if it was a goth club. Doing my best to avert my gaze respectfully, I focused on finding a quiet secluded place to sit, though secluded would be an absurd way to explain Lore. The entire place was packed like a can of sardines, but this spot was a little less intense. James sauntered up to the bar and ordered drinks, though he didn’t ask what I’d like. Walking back, he set one drink down on my side. “I ordered you a fuzzy navel, I hope that’s okay.”

“Yeah, it’s fine,” I called out, feeling a light smile grow on my face over the beat of the music as I slowly sipped at my drink, shocked he knew my taste. Still, it sucked being dragged out here when we could’ve gone to the movies or something else nice and quiet. We spent a few minutes trying to talk over the music, though it was more like yelling. Luckily, he could tell this wasn’t my normal date. Some time passed before I was drunk enough for James to talk me into dancing with him.

Finishing my drink, we rushed out to the dance floor and I slowly went from a more conservative dance to grinding on him, though it didn’t take as long as it usually would with my body finally loosened up from the drinks. He ordered me another drink, something I should’ve questioned and would’ve if I was in my right mind. It was called an Irish Trash Can and I downed it, barely able to taste at all, or even wonder why it was called a trash can.

My body and mind felt so delayed, it hurt to think. “James… help.” I couldn’t say anything else, it felt like so much effort just to say that, let alone think but he pulled me in closer and tighter to him and after that everything went black.

A/N: This is the first chapter to a sapphic vampire book I've been writing and plan to self publish in the future. I'll post more chapters/extra information about the characters and world in the future, but for now my intentions are 1. to see if there is an audience for this book and 2. to take my first steps towards being able to support myself as a writer, as my physical and mental health limit me in other career fields.

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