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lacharapita · 16 days

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✭ʙᴇɴᴅɪᴛᴏ ᴘᴀᴅʀᴇ✭

smut - Esteban Kukuriczka x F. OC! Alexandra Guerrero

N.A - divas, essa história é com o Esteban novinho [lá pelos 21/22 anos]!! Depois disso simplesmente botei na minha cabeça que meu sonho é foder com ele em um palco de teatro e é isso aí manas💋😘😍. Afinal de contas, I'm just a girl né?? E assim, cá entre nós, todas nós somos a bit of Fleabag quando o assunto é padre gostoso😨😨

— Os ensaios da peça ficavam cada vez melhores. Bendito Padre chegava em seus detalhes finais, e Alexandra, como uma grande loba curiosa, espiava todos os ensaios, escondida no meio das cadeiras acochadas do auditório frio da faculdade de belas artes na Argentina. Religiosamente, todos os dias de ensaio, ficava observando, após o horário de saída, Esteban ensaiar sozinho. Mas parece que naquela quinta feira chuvosa o mundo conspirou contra a chilena. Escondida entre os bancos, ela não reparou na garrafa de água caindo do bolso esquerdo da bolsa de couro marrom. Um estrondo alto foi ouvido, fazendo Alexandra se assustar e dar com o topo da cabeça na cadeira em sua frente.

– "Ay!!"– Ela arregalou os olhos. Muito alto, muito alto. Puta madre!

– "Quem 'tá aí? Oi?"– Esteban perguntou com uma voz que carregava uma pitada de medo. Alexandra, extremamente constrangida, levantou do chão. Os cabelos pretos bagunçados, os olhos azuis escuros e a pose orgulhosa foram rapidamente percebidos por Esteban. – "Ale? O que 'tá fazendo aqui?"– A carinha de sonso. Aquela bendita carinha de sonso dele.

– "Olhando."– Ela disse sem mistério, olhando nos olhos castanhos de Kuku. Descendo as escadas e indo até o palco, ela sorriu para ele. – "Desculpa. Gosto de te ver ensaiando sozinho, só não entendo porque faz isso."– Esteban coçou a nuca e suas bochechas ganharam um tom avermelhado. Seu olhar não conseguindo escapar de todos os detalhes do rosto de Alexandra.

– "Não tô conseguindo fazer esse ato. Leon está quase me tirando da peça. Diz "Um padre cheio de tesão, Esteban! Erótico, teso, sujo. É tão difícil assim? Não consegue sentir um pouco de tesão para interpretar ele?". Não sei o que tô fazendo de errado."– Ele se abaixou até a mochila bege jogada no palco, pegando um cigarro da carteira e acendendo logo em seguida.

– "Não trepa a quanto tempo?"– Esteban, com o cigarro pendurado no canto dos lábios, arregalou os olhos. – "Não me olha com essa cara. Não trepa a quanto tempo?"– Ela sentou no chão, largando a bolsa ao lado da mochila de Esteban.

– "Não sei. Uns sete meses talvez?"– Ele se sentou junto com ela. Alexandra levou suas mãos aos lábios de Esteban e pegou, entre dois dedos, o cigarro meio fumado.

– "Você só precisa ficar com tesão. Nada 'tá te agradando nesses últimos sete meses? Tipo, que te faça ficar com muito tesão."– Esteban a olhou com uma cara estranha. Ele queria dizer algo mas preferiu guardar para si. – "Não esconde, fala!"– Alexandra segurou o cigarro entre os lábios e levou suas mãos para o rosto de Esteban, segurando firme e fazendo com que ele não tirasse o olhar dela. – "Fala, porra!"– O argentino fechou os olhos com força.

– "Você."– Ele abriu os olhos e Alexandra sorria. – "Você, caralho! Satisfeita?"– Ela sorriu ainda mais. Aproximou seu rosto de Esteban mas não fez nenhum movimento mais. Encarou os olhos dele, tirou o cigarro terminado da boca e lambeu os lábios. Ele se aproximou mais, seu olhar implorando por algum movimento dela, mas a chilena se levantou abruptamente. Caminhando até a bolsa, ela pegou o celular, entrando no aplicativo de músicas e então a sonoridade de Tuyo, de Rodrigo Amarante, foi lentamente enchendo os ouvidos dos dois. Largando o celular no chão, Alexandra buscou seguir o que queria fazer. As mãos dela tiraram seus sapatos pretos e subiram lentamente para empurrar a camiseta azul cobalto para fora de seu corpo, deixando-a somente com a saia soltinha e vermelha em seu corpo. Esteban continuava sentado no chão mas seus olhos não desgrudavam de Alexandra por nenhum segundo. A chilena ficou de costas para ele, levando suas mãos até a barrinha da saia que batia logo abaixo de sua bunda, deixando muito para a imaginação fértil do argentino, que naquele momento, respirava fundo e sentia o ar ficando cada vez mais quente. Balançando os quadris suavemente, as mãos de Alexandra foram descendo a saia com cuidado, até que ele estivesse totalmente em suas mãos. O sutiã preto que não passava de um paninho transparente deixou Esteban tenso. Alexandra se virou para ele novamente, jogando cuidadosamente o vestido na direção dele.

– "¿Y cuáles deseos me vas a dar?"– Esteban estava completamente hipnotizado. A música saía tão suavemente dos lábios dela, parecia ser feita para ela. – "Dices tú, mi tesoro, basta con mirarlo."– Alexandra se aproximava cada vez mais, parando com o rosto tão próximo ao de Esteban que poderia sentir o arzinho pesado que sai do nariz dele. – "Y tuyo será."– A pele dele se emergia em um calor físico e mental, podia sentir cada batimento de seu coração. Ele não pensou antes de puxa-lá para seus lábios. Quente e molhado, assim como ela.

– "Funcionou."– Sussurrando contra os lábios dela, e logo depois sorriu. O corpo dele fez uma pressão e a colocou abaixo dele. Empurrando a cabeça dela para cima, Esteban pode ter acesso ao pescoço com cheiro doce de baunilha. Os beijos, as mordidas, as marcas de amor, não eram suficientes. Naquele momento, Esteban tinha a impressão de queria estar dentro dela. Sexualmente e filosoficamente falando. O cheiro dela deixava ele desnorteado, fechava os olhos e flutuava sobre aquele mar doce a seu mercê. Os beijos molhados foram descendo pelo pescoço, chegando no peito quase desnudo, depois na barriga macia, depois na pelve, nas coxas, nos joelhos, nas panturrilhas e então na ponta dos pés.

– "Sempre quis trepar com um padre."– Alexandra diz, se referindo a roupa que Esteban usava, fazendo-o rir. As mãos dele percorreram até chegar no feixe do sutiã dela, abrindo-o com uma certa dificuldade. A carinha de sonso dele enquanto tentava soltar os ganchinhos que prendiam o tecido deixou Alexandra tensa. – "Se soubesse o tesão que eu tenho nessa sua carinha de bobo, Esteban..."– Ela sorriu quando viu as bochechas coradas dele. Quando as mãos dele mencionaram se mover para retirar a calcinha dela, Alexandra segurou as mãos dele e empurrou o corpo de Esteban até que ele estivesse deitado no chão de madeira do palco, com os braços ao lado da cabeça como quem não sabia o que fazer com eles. Sentando-se cuidadosamente no colo dele, ela ouviu o suspiro que saiu dos lábios do argentino. – "Tranquilo, nene."– Ela começou a abrir cada um dos botões da batina preta que Esteban usava. Cada um dos trinta e três botões. Abaixo do enorme tecido preto, Kuku só utilizava uma samba canção azul clara, a ereção firme marcando claramente no tecido fino com um ponto úmido. Alexandra ficou surpresa, não esperava o tamanho que viu.

– "O que foi, nena?"– Esteban viu um toque de medo nos olhos dela. Levou suas mãos até as coxas nuas dela e fez um carinho confortável. O olhar dele se perdeu um pouco na calcinha rendada dela. A mão direita dela seguiu até o cós do tecido azul que cobria pouco de Esteban e abaixou até que estivesse no meio das coxas dele. O pau brilhava com as gotículas de porra que escorriam pela cabecinha rosada, a visão claramente fazendo as pupilas dela se dilatarem. Seus joelhos se ergueram um pouco e logo os dedos compridos de Esteban seguem o caminho para puxar a calcinha para o lado, deixando a vista dos lábios inchadinhos e molhados para ele. Alexandra suspirou quando sentiu a cabecinha do pau dele alargando o buraquinho apertado, sentindo como ele esticava ela enquanto ela descia lentamente. Um gemido alto fugiu dos lábios avermelhados dela e Esteban ronronou com a sensação quente de dentro da chilena. As mãos dele agarram fortemente os quadris dela enquanto ele sentia a forma com ela rebolava lentamente sobre ele, já as mãos de Alexandra seguraram firme no peito do argentino. O prazer foi intenso e de repente tudo que ela podia fazer era gemer e sentir como Esteban ia tão fundo dentro dela. O rostinho sonso dele continuava o mesmo, um pouco mais vermelho e com muito mais tesão, os olhinhos castanhos encaravam cada movimento de Alexandra. Naquele momento, tudo era ela. Um gemido alto fugiu dele quando o buraquinho se apertou ainda mais em torno dele, ação que aumentou ainda mais o ego da chilena.

– "Essa sua carinha de sonso, porra! Me olha assim de novo que eu nunca mais saio do seu lado, Esteban."– Ele sorriu e o olhar perdido e tolo ficou mais evidente. Ele queria. Era o maior desejo da vida dele.

– "Agora- agora você nunca mais sai do meu lado."– Alexandra gemeu com a forma como as palavras saíram da boca dele. Ofegante, com pequenos gemidos entre cada uma das palavras. Os olhos dele não desgrudavam do rosto dela, mas no momento em que ele olhou para o meio das pernas dela ele gemeu alto. – "Olha como você me engole... porra! Eu quero ficar dentro de você pra sempre."– Em meio aos gemidos, Alexandra riu. Seus joelhos se cansando com os movimentos contínuos de sobe e desce não passaram despercebidos por Esteban. – "Tá cansadinha, nena?"– A frase do argentino foi quase como uma forma de desafiar Alexandra, pelo menos foi o que ela sentiu. As sobrancelhas dela se arquearam, os olhos semicerrados e a boca se abrindo lentamente. No momento em que ela ia falar, Esteban ergueu os quadris, encostando em uma parte dentro dela que ela nem sabia que era possível. As palavras foram substituídas por um gemido alto, o corpo dela caiu pra frente mas Esteban foi mais rápido em erguer o próprio tronco e segurar o corpo dela. – "Ay nena, 'tá ficando fraquinha hm?"– O rosto dela se encaixou perfeitamente na curva quente do pescoço dele e de seus lábios só saiam os gemidos chorosos. O olhar dele mudou, aquele Esteban bobinho não estava mais ali junto com Alexandra e aquilo talvez tivesse mudado um pouco o pensamento dela sobre ele.

#la sociedad de la nieve #lsdln cast #the society of the snow #lsdln smut #esteban kukuriczka #esteban kukuriczka smut #brasil #esteban kukuriczka x you #esteban kukuriczka x reader #esteban kukuriczka fanfic #fleabag

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favroitecrime · 4 months

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anyway boycott stranger things (you’re a loser if you don’t yes i make the rules)

#TWO ZIONIST FREAKS #AND notions of vast antisemitism and racial bias (racism)#pick a damn struggle #like listen it became majorly apparent AFTER i watched last season #but i find it hilariously ironic these two freaks see nothing antisemitic about it lol #also mistreating your cmoc (cast memebers of color) by giving them brutal racism storylines #and then straight up not having the decency to contact them in regards to their roles for next season #you fucking suck #shout out argyle none of them deserved you btw this fandom fawned over eddie instead of you and this is how i knew you deserved greater #stranger things #st #netflix #netflix stranger things #brett gelman #noah schnapp #like one google search and brett gelman is exposed as the freak he is #his character on fleabag was not a character

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faestorian · 1 year

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WIP;; back at it again, with my rareship, non-existent ship, basically ghost-ship bull

#trigun #wip #meryl stryfe #nicholas d. wolfwood #merylwood #listen. listen. i really love all/most of the ships with the main cast #so i will definitely draw more of the most various ships #but for tonight it's merylwood. we are all in our fleabag era #fae art

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icewindandboringhorror · 3 months

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I have a big google doc thing where I keep track of media and stuff (putting everything in loosely ranked categories), which is mostly just for my own reference so I know what tv shows I've already seen before, etc. and I never really look back through it, typically just a quick "okay, watched two movie in the past 8 months, need to quickly slap them somewhere in the lists. okay. done. save document. exit". But today I was actually reading through some of the old notes and there are like... MULTIPLE places where my comment is basically "It would have been good if it were about elves" or "I wish there was a fantasy show made in this same style" or "It's well made, but I just keep thinking about how I would like it more if everyone was an elf or was in old 1700s costumes" or etc like...... lol.... Most biased media ranking system on earth blatantly made by someone with an extremely hyperspecific range of narrow interests. It'd be like if a food reviewer only had 5 foods they actually liked, so they'd just go to a pizza place and be like "eh, the pizza was okay, but I just think it would be better if it was cereal instead. :/ ...2 out of 10"

#Which.. I mean... I am allowed to be biased because literally it's just for my own personal reference (or occasionall #y to send to friends or something if we're discussing the topic) so like.. nowhere am I saying 'I am the god of perfect taste and these #rankings are objectively the absolute truth and everyone should have my same opinion' or anything #BUT still.. it's funny to me sometimes #'Succession would be 100x better if it had the same cast/character quirks and shaky camera style and #acting choices/weird dialogue and general concept etc. EXCEPT it takes place within an elven noble family or something #managing the family business and everyone is in fantasy costumes now'' like.....okay...... but it's NOT that way..soo... thats not the show #''I like the acting style/general tone of Fleabag but i don't care for any of the characters or any of the subject matter and I wish it was #set in the 1800s and had vampires and was about magic instead'' okay..... again... you are making up an entirely new show in that case lol #OR my other beloved typical complaint ''The concept is good but theres too much plot and action and not enough people just sitting #around doing nothing and exposition dumping world and character lore'' ''this needs more goofy sideplots and filler episodes''#''this Drama was too dramatic I think it should be more lighthearted & people need to sit around doing nothing just being weird more often'#''the Action Movie was ok except for the action scenes - which I skipped through all of- but I liked the costumes and worldbuilding'' etc.#ERM sorry your plot has too much plot. also elves have to be included somehow. bye #BUT SERIOUSLY!!!!!! I literally genuinely believe that any show I like (or even dislike) could ALWAYS be improved greatly by #putting people in fantasy or historical costume/setting/etc... why the FUNK would I want to see bland jeans and cars and cell phones #when I could see elaborate velvet cloaks and fantastical landscapes and interior design and innovative takes on historical or #magical technology or etc. etc. etc. I LIVE in the modern day. I see it all the time!!! BORING! stinky!! boo!!!#ANYWAY... another social divide for me.. People love to bond by discussing media. which is hard when I'm like #'I literally will not watch something at all unless it fits into one of these 10 extremely specific categories which are all i care about i #the entire world''.. I say this and yet I still dislike most fantasy or historical things I've watched lol. ok TWO main criteria then!!#it must 1. be in a different world or time period. 2. be goofy silly. Nothing ever has BOTH. It's always overly serious boring drama action #fantasy/history stuff OR it's comedic lighthearted but with modern day characters... WHY.. anguish and woe and so on..#ANYWAY jhjnk... at least I can make that divide. Some people seem to project their own personal preferences and get really emotionally #defensive if you say you didn't like something - as if the fact that they DO like it is some Objective Truth or something rather than just #opinion/preference based. I can still easily say ''this is well made/well written/acted/good in a technical sense/has a lot of #points of appeal that most people would be drawn to/etc'' and admit that it's a GOOD show probably. I just PERSONALLY think its #bad because my tastes are very narrow. Some things ARE actually made badly but. things are not bad INHERENTLY just bc they dont suit ME lol #Better to recognize/accept whats odd about you and be peacefully aware of it than just being mad at everyone all the time for not fully #agreeing with you even when you're the one with the Weird opinion in that case lol.. I am right though :3 but.. lol... still. i get it

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dreamlandbarnes · 3 months

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certain decisions were made with this outfit

#phil dunster #ted lasso cast #fleabag

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darkdove · 10 months

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Sometimes you realise how lonely you are when you’re struggling to put a necklace on

#this ache is fucking biblical #loneliness #intimacy #when is it my turn #fleabag #cast me in season 3 of fleabag and I can fix her

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everythingbutresolved · 2 years

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Thank you @hamish-linklater-btc for finding the lost Hamish show pilot, I just couldn't resist...

Part 2 & Part 3

#hamishlinklateredit #fleabag #I need therapy #I need this therapist #hamfam #lost tv pilot #hamish linklater #hamished #crossover au #CAST HIM IN ALL THE THINGS

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professorllayton · 1 year

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every single day in my own home is bully emma day

#come on man.#my little brother was looking for show recommendations and i was like u loved fleabag right um theres this other show thats written by pwb #and he was like oh sounds interesting ill check it out and then he checks it out right then and he gets to the cast where he obviously sees #that mr jonathan bailey is in it and he just goes Emma. and stares at me like im the saddest most pathetic thing he's ever seen #LEAVE ME ALONE THATS NOT THE ONLY REASON I LOVE IT #blabs

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onthepyre · 2 months

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jesus christ. ronance fleabag au?

#SORRY I KNOW IVE BEEN SO INTO SHAMELESS LATELY. BUT I HAD A VISION #ronance #stranger things #robin as the priest (lonely desperate and looking for meaning. weird relationship with her own desire)#nancy as fleabag (finally getting back on her feet after the death of barb which she feels responsible for)#robin understands nancy in a way she hasnt been understood since barb died. maybe ever #nancy cant figure out if shes weirded out by it or thinks its the hottest thing ever. it doesnt really matter either way shes gone for robin #been obsessed since day 1 #mike as claire (prissy standoffish with a heart of gold)#unsure who i want to cast as martin...... i dont hate anyone but mike enough #i guess it could be el her character does kinda work its just i feel bad #will as klare #i will be thinking about this for a long long time. forever #fleabag

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berzahoes · 6 months

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sing a song for you | tom blyth

summary: reader is on tour with hozier as his opening act and debuts a new song that tom helped write

an: yes this was because i am listening to hozier right now.

tom had taken some time off from doing interviews to finally attend one of your shows, well your opening act since you were on tour with one of your favorite artists, hozier. thankfully the show was near his brooklyn apartment so he didn’t have to drive far. he messaged you a couple of times but he knew you wouldn’t respond since you were busy preparing for the show.

when it was finally time to leave, tom made sure his apartment was locked and drove to the venue. as he parked his car, he quickly texted the cast group chat that he had arrived since rachel, josh and hunter were also attending. rachel texted back saying they were getting merch and that she had bought him one of your shirts.

before he could put his phone away, you called. “hey, i just arrived. rachel, josh and hunter are getting shirts.” he spoke into the phone.

“i could’ve given them free shirts. remind me to send them stuff later. sorry i didn’t text back. i just had the best conversation with beth about fleabag.” beth was your best friend and also your guitarist.

“you will take any opportunity to talk about fleabag and i love it.” tom smiled as he walked to the venue. he saw multiple people wearing homemade and official merchandise with your lyrics or logo and it made him happy.

“so i actually have a really important question.” you said.

“yes, love?”

“remember the song we made when you were filming billy the kid? i talked with the record label and it’s going on the next album,” you continue. “but i want to sing it tonight and the band said it was okay. and i want to ask you permission if it’s okay for me to sing it.”

“love, it’s your song. you don’t have to ask.” tom chuckled.

“yeah, but this song is half you half me. you’re getting writing credits on album, not just the song, tom. you helped a lot.” you reply.

“so does this mean if you win a grammy for the album, i will too?” he teased. “sing our song, i would be honored to hear you sing our song for the first time.”

“i love you.” you said then hung up.

“hello all of you lovely people!” you spoke into the microphone. the crowd cheered, tom being one of the many people that yelled the loudest. “you’ve been such a great crowd that i thought it would be a good time to sing a song that has never been heard by anyone other than me and the love of my life. he’s here tonight by the way along with our friends.”

you could feel yourself blush as tom yelled “i love you!”

“i love you more,” you replied. “he and i wrote this song in a day on the set of his show. thank you for being such a great crowd and i hope you all love this song as much as i loved writing it with my husband.” you smiled. you and tom would often call each other husband and wife even though you weren’t legally married. it was just a habit.

“that’s my wife!” tom yelled. rachel had gotten her phone out to record the performance and, of course, tom’s reaction.

watching the video that you sent me. the one where you’re showering with wet hair dripping

tom was amazed at your talent. he looked around the venue and saw how everyone was so focused on you. he then started to mumble the lyrics. he liked how you two were the only ones who knew the lyrics. it was your special moment. rachel had turned the camera from you to tom and noticed how in love tom looked. it was clear that you and tom were soulmates.

#tom blyth one shot #tom blyth fanfic #tom blyth imagine #tom blyth x reader #coriolanus snow #tbosas #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #billy the kid #tom blyth #tom blyth fanfiction #singer!reader

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jbaileyfansite · 12 days

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Interview with the Los Angeles Times (2024)

“This is where all the cruising happened.”

Jonathan Bailey and I are standing in Pershing Square on a bright, blustery spring afternoon, nearing the end of a homemade queer history tour of downtown L.A.: One Magazine, Cooper Do-Nuts/Nancy Valverde Square, the Dover bathhouse, the Biltmore Hotel and this, the city’s former Central Park, a haven, since before World War I, for “fairies” and “sissy boys,” servicemen on leave and beatniks on the road.

“Is it still happening now?” he asks.

“Probably not as much,” I venture.

“Well, you let me know if it’s happening,” he teases, a mischievous smile lighting up his face.

Bailey understands the uses of the charm offensive. As Sam, the handsome Lothario of Phoebe Waller-Bridge’s delightful pre-”Fleabag” curio, “Crashing”; Anthony, the romantic hero of “Bridgerton’s” second season; and John, the jerk of a protagonist in Mike Bartlett’s love triangle play “Cock,” the English actor, 36, has swaggered up to the precipice of superstardom. With roles in such studio tentpoles as “Wicked” and “Jurassic World” on the horizon, he may just break through. Yet he delivers career-best work in Showtime’s queer melodrama “Fellow Travelers,” as anti-Communist crusader-turned-gay rights activist Tim Laughlin, by leaving behind the self-assured rakes and tapping a new wellspring: soft power.

Tim may be, as Bailey puts it, “an open nerve,” but as it turns out, the devout Catholic and political naïf — who falls for suave State Department operative Hawkins “Hawk” Fuller (Matt Bomer) just as Sen. Joseph McCarthy tries to purge the federal government of LGBTQ people — is formidable indeed.

Stretching from the Lavender Scare to the depths of the AIDS crisis, in scenes of tenderness, cruelty and toe-curling sex, Bailey’s performance communicates that little-spoken truth of relationships: It takes more strength to submit than it does to control. The former demands discipline, courage, trust; the latter requires only force.

“In ‘Bridgerton,’ [Bailey] is like a Hawkins Fuller character — he is very sexy and has lots of power, has that kind of confident charisma that absolutely is not Tim at all,” says “Fellow Travelers” creator Ron Nyswaner.

But any doubt about Bailey’s ability to mesh with Bomer, who boarded the project early in development, was put to bed with the actors’ virtual rehearsal of a meeting on a park bench in the pilot. “‘Well, that’s a first,’” Nyswaner recalls an executive texting him. “I cried in a chemistry read.”

‘Am I inviting people in?’

Bailey grew up in a musical family in the Oxfordshire countryside outside London, and this, coupled with an appreciation for the morning prayers, choir practice and Mass he attended as a scholarship student at the local Catholic school, fed his precocious talents. (“I loved the performance of it,” he laughs. “Not to diminish the celebration of religious process, but I did love the idea of wearing a gown.”) By age 10, he’d appeared in the West End, playing Gavroche in a production of “Les Misérables,” an experience he now recognizes as an encounter with a queer found family — albeit one shadowed by the toll of the AIDS crisis, which peaked in the U.K. in the mid-1990s.

“When I’m asked about my childhood, there’s so much I don’t remember, and I think that’s true of anyone who’s been in fight or flight for 20 years,” he says. “I would have been in a cast of people whose friends would have died in the last seven years. I think of where I was seven years ago. I had all my gay friends then. It’s only retrospectively that I can retrofit a real gay community around me [in the theater], that I just wasn’t aware of [then].”

During the late 1990s and early 2000s, American and British culture presented queer adolescents with a bewildering array of mixed signals. As beloved celebrities came out in growing numbers, and the battle for marriage equality became a central locus of LGBTQ political organizing, the media continued to propagate harmful stereotypes of gay men as miserable, lonely, perverted or worse — and, Bailey remembers, callously turned George Michael, arrested on suspicion of cruising in a Beverly Hills restroom in 1998, and Irish pop star Stephen Gately, who revealed his sexuality in 1999, fearful he was about to be outed, into tabloid spectacles.

No wonder Bailey, like many LGBTQ people of his generation, should feel the “chemical” thrill of “validation and acceptance” during London Pride at age 18, then embark on a two-year relationship with a woman in his 20s.

“Dangerously, if you’re not exposed to people who can show you other examples of happiness, you think that’s the easiest way to live,” Bailey says. “It’s funny. You look back and you can tell the story in one way, which is that I always knew who I was and my sexuality and my identity within that. But obviously at times, it was really tough. I compromised my own happiness, for sure. And compromised other people’s happiness.”

Disclosures about his personal life have become particularly thorny for the actor since the premiere of “Bridgerton,” the blockbuster bodice-ripper from executive producer Shonda Rhimes.

“The Netflix effect does knock you off center completely,” he says, recalling the experience of finding a paparazzo waiting outside his new flat before he’d even moved in. “Suddenly, you do start having nightmares about people climbing in your windows... Even now, talking about it makes me feel like, ‘Am I inviting people in?’”

He is also critical of the media for churning out headlines about the smallest details of celebrities’ private lives, often detached from their original context. In an interview with the London Evening Standard published in December, Bailey described a harrowing encounter in a Washington, D.C., coffee shop in which a man threatened his life for being queer — and, in recounting the experience, offhandedly mentioned the “lovely man” he’d called, shaken, after it happened. Although Bailey acknowledges that the original story handled the subject with aplomb, he felt dismayed that more attention wasn’t paid to the intended warning about rising anti-LGBTQ sentiment: “The only thing that got syndicated from that story was that I had a boyfriend, and it wasn’t true,” he sighs. “It was kind of depressing, if I’m honest.”

Still, Bailey, who once turned down a role in a queer-themed TV series because it would have required him to speed along revelations about his personal life he wasn’t ready to make, is prepared to embrace the power of vulnerability when it feeds the work. Although a member of his inner circle expressed doubts about “Fellow Travelers’” steamy sex scenes, for instance, the actor intuited that they were what made the project worth doing: “I was like, ‘I’m telling you, they are the reason why this is going to be brilliant.’”

‘He’s changed my trajectory in my own life’

To those who would complain about the state of sex in film and TV, “Fellow Travelers” is the perfect riposte. All of it matters, from Tim’s first flirtation with Hawk to the finale’s closing minutes, because the series, at its core, is about the importance of soft power: the strength required to bend, but not break; to adapt, but not abandon oneself; to survive without shrinking to nothing in the process.And depicting that through sex, specifically gay sex, makes “Fellow Travelers” radical indeed.

Bailey understands that baring so much comes with certain risks. When I tell him that research for the story has filled my algorithmic “For You” feed on X (formerly Twitter) with speculation that his onscreen relationship with Bomer has a real-life element, he notes that “shipping” fictional couples and costars alike has long been part of Hollywood fantasy. But he bristles at the implication that he and Bomer are anything but skilled actors at work.

“I would love for people to know that the success of our chemistry isn’t based on us f—. It’s actually about us leaning into the craft,” he says. “It’s a vulnerable situation to be in, talking about it on record. I don’t want to rob people of their thoughts. But I do have a set of values, and as an artist, you don’t need to be f— to tell that love story.”

Underlying that craft, Bailey adds, is the confidence to speak up, as with one scene in “Fellow Travelers” that was adjusted because he said, “I don’t want to be naked today.” He learned to use his voice the hard way: In his early 20s, he recalls, he was once “bullied” on set when “someone was threatened” by him and vowed to himself, “I’m never going to do that to someone. I’m never going to allow that to happen.”

This impulse to direct his influence in support of others has blossomed further with “Fellow Travelers.” On the day of our interview, Bailey enthuses about an upcoming meeting with legendary gay rights activist Cleve Jones and shares his idea for a docuseries recording the stories of elders in the LGBTQ+ community while they are still here to tell them. He describes lying in a hospital bed on set on World AIDS Day, in character as Tim, surrounded by gay men who had lost friends and lovers during the crisis, and finding himself thinking, “What do I want to leave behind?”

“I think he’s changed my trajectory in my own life,” Bailey says.

This is, perhaps, the most common reaction I know to diving deep into queer history — the understanding that we, like our forerunners, are responsible for shaping the queer future, whether in politics, society or art. No one is going to do it on our behalf.

As we stand on the nondescript corner now named for her, I relate the story of the late queer activist Nancy Valverde, who was arrested repeatedly while a barber school student in the 1950s on suspicion of “masquerading” because of her preference for short hair and men’s clothing, and later successfully challenged her harassment by the police in court.

“What a hero!” Bailey exclaims, wondering at Valverde’s bravery. “The thing that’s so interesting with power battles is, ultimately, identity is the thing that gives you the most strength and power in your life, isn’t it?

“Because that’s one thing people can’t take away from you: who you are and how you express yourself.”

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✿ tell 'em how the crowds went wild! tell 'em how i hope they shine!

⎯ in which you look back on how grateful you are for the opportunity bestowed upon you. aka: you joined the opla's cast!

#STARRING. iñaki godoy, mackenyu, jacob romero, taz skylar, emily rudd ft. fem!reader [elle fanning 4 faceclaim but u can imagine y/n anyway u wish!].

#TAGS. sfw, kind of context, a bit of smau but its tiny. mentions of covid just in case it's triggering?

#NOTE. pardon my rusty writing but i really wanted to get this out!!! i added an oc from one piece for the sake of the story but she's barely mentioned so uuuh yuh! timeline may be wrong but i work with what i'm given please bear with me. let me know if you would like more fics of this y/n??? ALSO IGNORE THE WATERMARKS ON THE PHOTOS I NEEDED TO MAKE THEM NEATER

In the past, if someone were to come up to you and tell you that you’d be a part of the One Piece Live Action main cast in the future, you would’ve probably laughed in their faces despite your wishful thinking.

At that time, you were content with your work, doing short theatre plays with companies or gaining minor roles in musicals. Everything changed when you landed the role for the one-woman show Fleabag for a limited time on London’s West End after the leading actress underwent emergency surgery for an appendectomy. You only acted as the sex-obsessed mess of a woman for about three weeks, but it was enough time for people to notice you, to really see you.

You believed your career had reached its pinnacle when you were cast as Katherine Howard in Six: The Musical in London. Your name had become somehow well-known in the musical theatre world, and you had a small but dedicated fan base who liked uploading edits of you being a dork during the Megasix on YouTube and TikTok.

Months later, you were bound to play as Fantine for Les Miserables when COVID abruptly struck, and you were dismayed that your job was ripped from you so abruptly. Your best friend, the sweetest person on earth, insisted on you moving in with her in fear that you’d be evicted from your apartment.

Months passed, and you eventually found a small way to help your friend pay rent by offering singing and acting lessons online to musical-aspiring teenagers. Since you had gained many followers from your earlier work on social media, it didn’t surprise you when the classes became sold out.

Your friend also convinced you to create a YouTube channel for you to upload videos of yourself (sometimes joined by her) where you watched and commented shitty movies, followed DIY tutorials just for the fun of it, performed covers of your favorite songs, and just generally vlogged your life (along with reactions to Taylor Swift’s (From The Vault) songs).

At first, you thought it was pretty stupid, but you were delightfully proved wrong when your videos harbored over 200k-300k views on a bad day, so you found no reason to stop as COVID-19 continued, growing to gain a little over five hundred thousand followers. Your reactions were often used for TikTok audios or clips, so you found your popularity growing and evolving during that year.

You believed yourself to be a general, simple woman. People liked you because you were elegant and levelheaded, although you could sometimes be chaotic. You also had a subtle sense of humor that many found charming. But mostly, you grew a steady fan base because your videos and presence comforted countless young adults and teenagers.

You were an optimist and a reassuring one, so during the times when COVID was so prominent, people sought refuge from the monstrosities of the world in your videos, where you seemed to connect with them even though you were on the other side of the screen.

However, everything changed somewhere in 2020-2021. That evening, your best friend got home from work with excitement practically oozing out of her every pore. You and your best friend were avid anime watchers and manga readers, so you couldn’t help the face you made when she told you that One Piece was getting a live-action.

Although you were skeptical, your friend practically insisted you send an audition tape. You grimaced at that. It was well-known that live anime actions were almost always corny and cringeworthy compared to the original work, and people never liked them. You had learned that much from Death Note and a couple of others. However, your best friend convinced you with this argument:

“If it’s that bad, then at least you’ll gain more followers out of the memes that people will make, and if it’s good, you’ll still get famous anyway!”

Eventually, you sent a video of you performing one of the lengthy monologues from Fleabag to your agency and simply hoped for the best. Your friend was practically rooting for you to get the role of Anastasia, one of the first integrants of the Straw Hat crew, joining before Sanji and after Usopp. You adored her as she greatly reminded you of your late mother, although you would be happy with any role.

Somewhere in November 2021, you remember a lot of screaming and crying. When you try to look back on it, all you remember is the happiness you felt when you received confirmation of the role of Anastasia. You were practically over the moon, and you and your friend celebrated inside your small apartment. You were entirely alone, just two drunk girls dancing and cheering, until one of the neighbors knocked on the ceiling with a broom.

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yourusername actually lost for words and filled to the brim with gratitude...... i cannot express how excited i am to play my girl anastasia and bring her to life. from the bottom of my heart, thank you to everyone who has supported me. your faith in me means everything. congrats to iñaki, emily, jacob, mackenyu and taz, thank you to onepiecenetflix, thank you to my best friend for convincing me to audition for the role, and thank you, oda sensei, for putting anastasia's heart in my hands. love u all <3

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y/nsfanclub.02, AAAAAAAA SO EXCITED FOR THIS I ACTUALLY CANT BELIEVE IT

⤷ starl6ighwnb, LIKE FR IM GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE THIS IS INSANE

user8392y3r927y, HELLO YOUR GRACE ANASTASIA

inakigo, Congrats!!!!!!!!

taz_skylar, 🔥🔥🔥

The One Piece fan base dearly loved the character of Anastasia, a well-mannered, bubbly, upbeat, fashion-loving duchess who always spoke in a Transatlantic accent but also had a quick wit and a bit of a sweet tooth. Anastasia’s dream was to become the most dangerous pirate to ever grace the seas and prove everyone who doubted her wrong.

Of course, with a big character came a big responsibility.

Sometimes, insecurity nearly got the better of you. You had to fill huge shoes, and there were many people to convince and impress. However, your love for this project was bigger than the gnawing uncertainty on the back of your neck, so you continued strongly until the end of Season One, finding comfort in your cast mates and the countless people who counted on you and, most importantly, believed in you.

Oda handpicked you, and that argument alone was enough to shoot any insecurities away.

Well, needless to say, people loved you!

Critics acclaimed your portrayal of the character, as well as the commendable chemistry you shared with the rest of the cast. The fans found it incredibly funny that your character was the complete opposite of how you actually acted in real life, and you often found yourself blissfully immersed in the fan base's love and praise.

Your channel and social media suddenly grew tenfold. Although you had stopped uploading videos every week due to the recording of season one, your followers were more than happy to wait for your return, and as one would expect, they were thrilled to have you back once you did upload a vlog explaining everything.

Over the course of the six months, you had been recording from time to time for a YouTube video in the set. Previously, you had asked the producers for permission to record some behind-the-scenes for your channel and your usual interactions with the rest of the cast with your personal Sony camera, as you felt it would be a nice way to bring the fans and the cast closer.

The producers gave the okay on the condition that you would wait until the first season aired on Netflix. You happily agreed and carefully began recording some scenes of your dressers and hairdressers as they prepared you, a few shots of your instructor showing you how you were supposed to use the guns that Anastasia employed... simple things.

Back in the day, you were still getting acquainted with the other cast members, and you didn't want to seem rude by forcibly making them appear on your videos, so you waited for a few weeks until you could properly call yourself companions. Then, you invited them to appear in the videos.

Iñaki, Taz, and Jacob liked to take advantage of the little free time they had between scenes they didn't appear in to innocently steal your camera and use it to their heart's content. One day, you got home only to find the memory card was completely full. It was an extensive video of them walking around the set, with Taz recording while Kiki and Jacob pointed out random stuff to the people who lived inside your camera, as Jacob liked to call them.

Mackenyu, being more reserved and introverted, mostly liked to act as a cameraman for you as you showed the props you used and other things, often making comments or turning the camera around whenever you referred to something.

Meanwhile, Emily had a natural knack for being in front of the camera. Whenever you asked her to join in, she effortlessly slipped into the co-host role, bantering with you and adding her own insights into the behind-the-scenes world of the show.

With the first season out of the way, you took the time to carefully pick what videos you wanted to use in the final tape, and it took you a little over a month and a half to properly edit it and turn it into a wonderful thirty-minute-long behind-the-scenes. You even sent it to the producers and your co-stars in case there was a scene they wanted deleted. Fortunately, they all gave you the okay.

You teased the video a bit on your Instagram before uploading it a few days later, and the support it received was out of this world. It gained over two million views and hundreds of thousands of likes.

You were kind of expecting this. While some BTS had already been uploaded on YouTube, yours was different because you were showing it from your perspective. The fans loved every second of it, and even started asking for a second or third part. You even saw new videos on YouTube of recompilations from your video with the titles being silly things like The One Piece Cast Being Chaotic for Seven Minutes.

At that moment, your life felt so full. You were getting contacted by industries who wanted you to appear on their videos and their stages, thousands of fans who loved you, and a feeling so peculiar that this would be eternal.

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morganlogoff, love love love you💗💗💗

curlikaqy, NO ONE KNOWS I'M YOUR BIGGEST FAN

emilyrudd, GIRL I WANT TO SEE YOU COME BACK TO AMERICA

bookofjacob, missing your camera hours💔

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Xexy, não há nada como os seus headcanons, você captura certinho a imagem que eu tenho dos caras de lsdln! Fiquei pensando como seriam eles no carnaval, se um dia você tiver tempo pra fazer, seria muito legal.

wn: eu ameeeeeeeei!!!! muito obrigada pelo request <3

meninos do cast x carnaval

fem!reader headcanon

tw: carnaval, bebedeira, drogas.

enzo:

sincero? ele não gosta muito de carnaval de rua e nem de bloquinho e nem de festa. calor, aglomerado, gente se esfregando em você? não, não. ele prefere passar. obrigado.

se interessa muito pelo lado mais cultural do carnaval: os desfiles, as bandinhas, as marchinhas. de preferência sentado em uma arquibancada, por favor.

tem carnaval no uruguai (é um dos mais longos do mundo) e ele vai comentar bastante sobre as diferenças dos dois.

se for sair, vai querer ir pra um bloco mais tradicional. de noite. com um cigarro na boca. e ficar paradinho, só observando o movimento mesmo.

se possível, ia querer passar o carnaval em alguma casinha de praia no interior. assistindo os desfiles na globo e levando maizena em mela mela na praça pública.

agustin:

sabe aquele hétero que vai com uma regata preta, short tactel com estampa floral e um chapéu de palha pro bloquinho?

total, é agustin pardella no carnaval do brasil.

ele é muito animado e a companhia perfeita pra aguentar o bloco do começo ao fim - vai pular, dançar, gritar e tentar acompanhar as letras da melhor forma que pode. junta um grupo de pessoas ao redor dele.

sim, vão tentar ensinar agustin à fazer o quadradinho. e sim, ele vai fazer. até melhor do que todo mundo espera, viu?

aprende todas as coreografias em questão de segundos. genuinamente se diverte. pede pra ir todo ano.

fran:

fã de blocos lgbtqia+ e vai pedir pra ir em todos os que tiverem disponíveis (e vai olhar na internet pra te informar quais são, não se preocupe).

fantasias de casal extremamente elaboradas, mas com muito conforto térmico. sim! é fleabag e hot priest, fátima e sueli (você de sueli) e ursinhos carinhosos. tudo de shortinho e blusinha beeeem leve.

é a fadinha do rolê: vai ter sempre uma garrafinha de água gelada na ecobag que ele vai distribuir pra todo mundo.

também vai distribuir chocolate, obrigar todo mundo a se alimentar e pedir por favor por favorzinho pra reduzirem os danos.

chega em casa sujo de glitter da cabeça aos pés, um sorriso satisfeito e o oferecimento de segurar seu cabelo caso precise vomitar.

matías:

o que esse argentino vai usar de droga no carnaval é brincadeira, viu? melhor se preparar. é maconha, bala, loló (ele vai adorar loló) e toda latinha de cerveja 3 por 10 que encontrar no caminho.

acha legal e pede pra ir nos bloquinhos durante o dia, principalmente os com marchinhas e bandas clássicas, mas o rolê dele de verdade são os blocos e festas noturnos.

sim, ele vai te levar pra uma rave de carnaval.

não solta sua mão um minuto e está sempre dançando de casalzinho contigo.

faz xixi no muro de uma casa no meio da rua (pra te matar de vergonha) e vomita na traseira do carro.

kuku:

ele adora a energia caótica do carnaval de rua e principalmente do bloquinho. vai querer ir pra todos que você convidar.

tiozão de óculos com armação colorida, camisa floral e aquele shortinho vermelho pra dar o toque final.

vai provar que consegue sim beber mais que um opala. cerveja atrás de cerveja, whisky atrás de whisky, um redbull-zão pra completar. mas só faz xixi em banheiro químico, viu? e bebe muita água pra não passar mal no rolê.

ele tenta dançar da melhor forma que consegue. apesar de meio desengonçado, ganha pontos por ser o gringo fofinho.

surpreende todo mundo descendo até o chão ao som de é o tchan. na boquinha da garrafa que ele colocou no chão depois de pedir pra você traduzir a letra.

pipe:

a fantasia dele é blusa de time de futebol e resta à você apenas aceitar e concordar.

copo stanley. e óculos escuro. se calor demais ele tira a camisa e prende na cintura. bonézin virado pra trás. sim. você levou um hetero top para o carnaval.

bom que começa e termina cedo pra ele conseguir ver o jogo quando voltarem pra casa.

em questão de dança, é mais na dele. vai ficar se movimentando pra lá e pra cá, mexer a mãozinha, apontar dedo pro céu quando é uma música que ele conhece. mas não venha com coreografia não, tá?

arrumou briga porque olharam pra sua bunda.

#enzo vogrincic x reader #enzo vogrincic #agustin pardella x reader #agustin pardella #fran romero #fran romero x reader #matias recalt #matias recalt x reader #esteban kukuriczka x reader #esteban kukuriczka #pipe otaño x reader #pipe otaño

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