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the setting of call of the champions, my latest check please fic, is the salt lake city olympics. which makes me ask...

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Be mine

Alpha! Natasha Romanoff x Omega!FemReader

Word count: 5.1k

Summary: Natasha may have lost some hoodies, but she gained a mate and in her eyes, that's a trade she'd be willing to make any day. Based on the above prompt, but with some twists ;)

Warning: NSFW, 18+, A/B/O universe, mutual pining, lesbian? relationship, heavy petting (clothed sex), oral sex (R receiving), penetrative sex, a tiny bit of breeding kink, mating, claiming, knotting. You'll have to forgive me if this isn't your typical A/B/O fic, but I haven't read many of those and I don't know much about the universe itself, so this may not be super accurate, but I did my best. I hope you guys will enjoy it none the less.

As soon as she entered the room, you could smell her. It was always the way with Alphas, their strong, musky scent was unmistakable, but with hers came a sense of relief. Natasha made you feel safe, made you feel protected, without being overbearing. You could always feel when she was looking at you and you knew she kept track in her head. She knew if and when you ate, knew if you drank water, and when she didn’t deem it enough, she would silently bring you some. She never forced you to drink it, never even said a word, she would just leave it in front of you and walk away. She also knew damn well that you drank it. She also knew that sometimes you were stubborn, but most times you were just anxious and she stayed with you during long nights, watching a movie, knowing that her presence calmed you, and when you finally fell asleep, she carried you back to your room and put you in your bed, so you’d rest, the way you should. Yes, Nat was a kind and caring Alpha and the way her smell filled your nostrils made you drop your shoulders, before you greeted her. “Good morning, Nat.” You smiled, turning around, holding a plate with your breakfast, only to see the woman in nothing but sweatpants and a sports bra. Not even shoes! Her bare feet slapped on the floor as she stepped confidently into the room and you immediately looked away, feeling shy. “Morning.” She grumbled distractedly, her eyes scanning the room for something. “Do you want some breakfast?” You offered, still avoiding her gaze and the absolute mouth-watering sight that was her torso. God, you loved those strong arms, with their well-defined muscles. Not to mention those abs. You wanted to straddle her and rub your pussy over those gorgeous abs and when you’re done, you’d lick them clean! But you tried to push that thought away, not wanting to spend the rest of your day with wet panties and smelling of desperation. “No…” Natasha answered absent-mindedly, barely even looking at you, when her head suddenly snapped at you. “Hey, you haven’t seen any of my hoodies, have you?” She asked with a curious expression.

Ah, yes, her hoodies. You knew damn well where they were. And, truthfully, you intended to give them back. When you first took one or two, you meant to give them back to her. But then things got out of hand. You would usually go on missions with her, you worked well together, and an unclaimed Omega, who knew how to handle herself, not to mention, who could resist an Alpha’s influence, the way you did, was a very useful thing to a spy. But then they told you, that you needed to go on a mission with a new Alpha. The Scarlet Witch, or Wanda to you, now that you knew her a little better, was not yet experienced enough and having a seasoned, well trained and collected Omega with her certainly helped your mission greatly. But it made your anxiety sky-rocket. So just before your mission, you took one of Nat’s hoodies. She had left it on the couch in the common room and it smelled like her so much, that you didn’t even think twice. You packed it in a separate, sealed bag and took it with you, placing it on your pillow each night, thinking that you’ll wash it and give it back to her upon your return. But things didn’t exactly go that way. Apparently, your mission with Wanda went better than expected and you were asked to train more with the other Alphas, to go to more missions and each time you thought of having to leave the compound, your anxiety and distress would spike. And that’s how you found yourself with most, if not all of Natasha’s hoodies in your nest. You’d take a new one each time you had to leave for a mission, promising yourself to give them back and then you’d get so attached, that you just couldn’t. “Your hoodies?” Presently, you pretended not to know what she talked about. “No, I… I have no idea.” You lied shamelessly and you walked away, completely forgetting your own breakfast, which is why you were there in the first place. Natasha only shrugged, scratching the back of her neck as her eyes continued to search the room, even though she knew that her hoodies weren’t here. Now if only she could figure out what happened to them… During the next few days, you could see Natasha asking various people about her lost hoodies and her eyes scanning training rooms and lounge arias and your anxiety had reached a new level. It wasn’t just that you knew that she’ll eventually find out about what you did, or having to make a fool of yourself by explaining that you wanted her desperately… You also didn’t want to give them up. You felt so attached to them now. So as a means to placate the woman and maybe get her off your trail, you went ahead and bought her new ones.

It wasn’t hard to guess what she’d like, considering that you had so many of hers and you made your way back with a happy smile on your face. Yes, you were sure this would work. The stunned expression on Natasha’s face, when you handed her the shopping bag and explained the content, was absolutely priceless. You watched with joy as she rummaged through the bag and took them out one by one, inspecting them and smiling. “These are great! They’re better than my old ones! Thank you!” She exclaimed, giving you a brief hug, before she returned to her new hoodies. “You’re very welcome, Nat.” You smiled, before trying to walk away, only to be stopped in your tracks by Wanda. “Hey, Y/N, that was a very nice thing you did. Why don’t you sit down, detka, I’ll make you something to eat. I bet you skipped lunch, since you were out shopping.” The disapproving look Natasha gave the witch did not go unnoticed by the Sokovian, but she only smiled, making her way to the fridge and picking out products for a quick meal. She suspected that you liked the spy, and she had a feeling that the infamous Black Widow had similar feelings and she also suspected that neither of you had the courage to say so. Natasha was a strong Alpha, in the field, she was mesmerising to watch, but in her personal life, she never believed to be worthy of a good, little Omega to make her own. And you? God, you had it bad for her, but an Omega needed to be claimed, so of course, you wouldn’t say a thing. But Wanda had the perfect plan to nudge you both in the right direction. Let’s see how much can Natasha sit back and watch her favourite Omega being flirted with. “What do you say I make you some pasta, hm?” Wanda turned to you with a gentle smile. “With that special sauce you like so much?” She suggested. “You don’t have to do that, Wanda… I can…” You were about to say that you can make your own meal, but you were quickly interrupted. “But I want to, pretty girl. You’re always so nice and sweet and you take care of us so much. Let someone take care of you for a change.” She said with a grin, loving the way Natasha’s eyes narrowed. “Come, sit down and pick a nice movie for us to watch, while I make you something to eat.” She continued, practically guiding you to the couch and seating you, handing you the remote, so you’d pick a movie, while she cooked, all while Natasha glared.

She couldn’t explain why she felt so irritated, you weren’t hers. But you had went out shopping for her, you had bought hoodies for her, it was meant to be her that now complimented you and pampered you, not Wanda. It almost felt like the witch took her moment and it pissed her off. Grumbling, unable to watch this much longer, Natasha took the shopping bags with her, carefully unpacking everything and putting a few hoodies into the washing machine, so they’d be clean for tomorrow. She had already picked which one she’ll wear, appreciating a shorter, white hoodie with an image of a black spider above her left breast. It was gorgeous. You had wonderful taste in clothes. But with the memory of the nice gesture you made, she also remembered that you were currently spending your time with Wanda, the young Alpha complimenting you repeatedly and the image of that brought a fresh wave of irritation. It didn’t sit right with her, the way she flirted with you. So, with a brisk step, Natasha came back to the common room, only to find Wanda seated right next to you, her arm extended around your shoulders and pulling you close, while she was telling you how beautiful you looked. “I thought you guys were watching a movie.” Natasha snarled from the doorway, her hands balled into fists. “We will. We’re just waiting for the food to get ready.” Wanda informed with a sly smile, pulling you even closer to her, almost into her lap it seemed. “There’s plenty of room to talk on the couch.” Natasha pointed out, her eyes fixed on Wanda’s proximity and especially her arm around you. “I thought I’d get to know Y/N a little better. After all, she’ll be coming on another mission with me the day after tomorrow.” She announced, causing both you and Natasha to stare at her. You didn’t know anything about a new mission, especially so soon after your last one. “No one told me that.” You said, a little stunned. “They debriefed me this morning while you were out. Steve has all the files for you when you’re ready.” Wanda explained calmly. “It’s nothing special. Just 10 days in Brazil. We’ll be going after a cartel that recently seems to have gotten enhanced weapons and technology. Their leader is famous for having an eye for unclaimed Omegas. He’ll be arriving a few days earlier, so we’ll follow his movements and find out who the seller is.” “Sounds easy enough.” You nodded, trying not to show your distress.

You always got a little antsy when you had to flirt your way into an Alpha’s operation like that. They were suspicious, territorial and often vicious. Some killed Omegas, when they thought they were being spied on. Some did even worse things. You always feared what your fate would be, should your team fail you one day. Not that something like this had ever happened. Despite putting on a brave face, Wanda could sense the way you tensed up, the tightening of your muscles in her hold. You were scared, she could tell and a part of her felt terrible for bringing up so many unpleasant feelings. “Don’t worry, malush, I’ll protect you. I won’t let anything bad happen to you.” She assured, her words honest. “I know, Wanda, thank you.” You nodded, relaxing a little in her hold and allowing her gentle fingers to run through your hair. “You better make good on that promise, Maximoff.” Natasha growled from her spot, watching the scene unfold with mind clouded by a deep sense of irritation. She was jealous. Undeniably so and she couldn’t stand to see you being soothed by another. It was meant to be her, who protected you, made you feel safe, made you feel cherished and loved. You were meant to be hers. If only she had actually made a move. But how could she? Why would someone like you ever want her? With the bitter taste of regret still on her tongue, Natasha turned on her heals and left the room, not even letting Wanda respond to her words. She’ll give the younger Alpha a stern talk about you later… If she was going to stand by and watch someone else court you, she was going to make sure that they knew the consequences, should they ever hurt you or your feelings. Feeling angry, Natasha entered her room and fell on the bed with a thud. Her head turned to the shopping bag, still full of clothes that you had went out to get just for her and her heart warmed at the sight. She really should thank you. Getting up, she ran to the nearest store, buying a box of your favorite chocolates and a beautiful card, writing a few words of gratitude inside, before she returned to the compound.

Natasha looked at her hands for a moment, thinking if she should interrupt your movie with Wanda, but decided against it in the end, so she went to your room, deciding to just leave the small package for you to find. She didn’t think much of the action, having been in your room many times before, so she just walked right in. She loved being here, surrounded by you and she closed her eyes briefly, savouring it, but her steps faltered almost immediately, when her eyes opened and landed on your bed and the pile of her hoodies on it. She could smell your sweet scent in the room, all around her, but especially the bed and as she got closer, she could distinctly smell the way you’d practically rolled around in her things. She could barely sense her own scent on them now. Some of these she’d missed for months. “So that’s where they went.” She heard herself saying. As soon as the recognition came, so did something else. A question. Why had you taken them?  Why did you want her scent on you? Could you… No! That simply couldn’t be… You wouldn’t be in love with her? Perhaps you simply got attached? Omegas were such sensitive souls sometimes. And the two of you had spent so much time together. But deep down she knew she was just denying the obvious. Just like she was denying her own feelings. Unsure of what to do and how to approach such a subject, she stood frozen in place, her thoughts racing wildly. She was lost in her own world of worry and regret, desire and longing, that she didn’t even hear the approaching footsteps, until you were in the room, gasping at the sight of her. “Natasha!” You exclaimed, your eyes filling with fear and panic, as you realized she’d seen your stash of stolen hoodies. “I can explain!” You started to say, but were interrupted, when she dropped the box in her hands and closed the distance between you in a few short strides, capturing your face in her hands and making you face her. “Tell me it’s true.” She said, pleading, too impatient to even explain what she wanted to hear, her eyes soft and full of so much hope. “Please?” She almost whined. “It’s true.” You nodded, some of the initial shock dissipating. “It’s always been true. How can you not know that?” You smiled, looking up at her with hopeful eyes. That soft smile and that sparkle in your eyes as you looked at her was all the confirmation Natasha ever needed and she leaned down eagerly, claiming your lips in a gentle kiss, pouring all her passion and love into it, hoping that she could convey just how much she had been dreaming of this moment with you. God, your lips against her felt divine. She could hardly contain the throaty little growl that left her as she deepened the kiss, her arms wrapping around you in an almost possessive manner, while she pressed herself firmly against you, letting you feel the bulge in her pants, that only seemed to grow and harden the longer she touched you.

“I love you.” She whispered, lifting you off the ground and crashing your bodies against the nearest wall. It seemed to take her no effort at all to hold you up with one hand, the other cupping one of your breasts, while she pressed and rubbed her clothed sex against you. “Fuck, you feel so good!” She gasped, her hips slamming into yours, her bulge teasing your pussy and making you grow even wetter and more desperate for her. “So good, baby.” She whispered, detaching her lips from yours, so she could start trailing kisses down your neck. You shivered and trembled in her hold, back arching, so you could feel more of her. You wanted to rip the clothes from her body, feel her skin against yours, feel trapped underneath her as she pounded into you, the way you’d been dreaming of all this time. “Natasha!” You moaned her name and it drove her even more desperate with desire for you. She pulled on your shirt, hearing it rip and starting to fall apart, until she had your breasts in front of her face. Those delicious nipples were just begging to be sucked between her lips, she was sure of it, and she didn’t hesitate to do just that. “Natasha, baby!” You almost screamed this time, feeling the pressure in your stomach grow with every thrust of her hips. “Take me to bed, please!” You begged, nails digging into her shoulders as she bit your nipple. She used her tongue to soothe it and she stole one last quick peck from you, before she moved, carrying you just as effortlessly to the bed and dropping you on the big pile of her hoodies, her own body following right after and trapping you eagerly. “Don’t worry, baby, from now on, you’ll always have my scent on you.” She smirked, positioning herself between your spread legs and rutting against you with the same fervour as before. “Fuck, Natasha!” You let out a little whine. She was getting you so close. You could feel the pleasure rising, even through the layers and you were approaching an embarrassing orgasm much faster than you ever thought possible. “Fuck, baby, you gotta stop, you’re gonna make me…” You tried to warn, but she was having none of it. “Me too, Y/N. Come with me, baby.” She gasped, pulling you as close as she could, her body sweating from the heat and the intensity of the moment.

She couldn’t hold it back. Fuck, she didn’t want to. She just needed a release. She was going to claim you properly after this, give you the pleasure you deserve, but she needed this first. “Oh God!” You practically screamed, holding on to her for dear life, while her movements grew more erratic. She was practically humping you, but it felt so good that you didn’t even care. You just wanted her any way she would let you have her. “Fuck!” She grunted, a short and forceful thrust signalling the beginning of her climax, while she kissed you deeply and it was all you needed to fall off the edge right along with her. Your bodies trembled in unison and you held onto her as you whined, feeling the throbbing of your clit as you came. You felt the way her cock spasmed as well. It twitched in her pants as she released, a sigh of relief falling off her lips as she did. Eventually you both slumped against each-other, the pleasure and the intensity of the moment making you feel drunk and you weakly cuddled up to her, closing your eyes and inhaling her deeply. Natasha felt you fall asleep against her almost immediately and she didn’t have the heart to wake you. Instead, she waited for you to fully relax, before taking a quick shower, discarding her ruined boxers and putting on just her sweat pants and taking her previous spot next to you on the bed, loving the feeling of you in her arms. Her mind was plagued by doubt and insecurity and as she watched you sleep, she wanted to savour every second, too scared that you’ll wake up and realize that you’ve made a huge mistake, that she might have ruined her chance to stay in your life, now that she’d done this. Eventually, exhaustion took over her as well and she allowed herself this moment of bliss, hoping it will never end, only to be woken by soft breathy whines and little whimpers, combined with your sex rubbing itself on any part of her you could reach in the limited space of her hold. Your scent was impossible to ignore in this state and she could smell the beginnings of your heat and the desperate way your body tried to relieve some of the unbearable pressure it felt. You were still asleep, and so beautiful, features dominated by pleasure in your peaceful sleep and she admired your beauty for a long moment, before she decided to wake you. “Wake up, pretty girl.” Natasha whispered, stroking your cheek. “Open those eyes for me.” She encouraged, watching the way you scrunched up your nose, as if the mere thought was offensive. “If you’re gonna use me like that, you have to at least look at me.” She added after a moment.

You blinked your eyes open in confusion, your face brightened up by the sight of her still in your bed, before you realized what you were just doing, momentarily stiffening. You opened your mouth to say something, but you were immediately shushed by a finger on your lips. “Don’t you dare apologize.” Natasha smirked. “I just need to know if you still want this.” She told you, some of her insecurity showing. She knew you were vulnerable right now, the uncomfortable feeling of your heat only growing with each passing second. It would be so easy for her to take you right now. But she didn’t want it that way. She wanted you to be sure. “Natasha… I have loved you for so long, wanted you more than you can know, I’ve spent countless days thinking of you, countless heat cycles moaning your name and wishing you would make it better. Alpha… Please make it better this time?” You practically whined, eyes filling with unshed tears as you felt your insides churning with need. You were sure you would die if she didn’t fuck you right this second. Natasha didn’t say a word this time, pulling down your pants and panties in one smooth motion, gasping at the gorgeous pussy that presented itself to her hungry gaze. You were so wet already, your sweet smell filling her nostrils once more as she ran a finger through your wet folds. “Alpha, don’t tease!” You whined again, your hips canting up for her. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll take care of you.” She said, taking no time in finding her place between your legs and dipping her tongue in your wetness. “So delicious, baby.” She moaned at your taste, immediately needing so much more of it. She took her time cleaning you up first, savouring your taste with every flick of her tongue, before she finally wrapped her lips around your clit, drawing slow circles over it and driving you crazy with the way she made you feel. She ate you like a woman starved, sometimes sucking on your sensitive clit with fervour and drawing deep moans of pleasure each time. She could hardly keep your hips in place, not that she cared much to try, loving the way you rode her face with clear abandon and she wasn’t surprised when you reached your climax with a strangled cry and a chant of her name. “Fuck, so good!” She murmured, after helping you ride out your orgasm. She was just about ready to start all over again, her own pleasure entirely forgotten, even if she was humping the mattress, but your hand in her hair stopped her. “Yes, that was good… But I need you inside me now, Alpha.” You pleaded, your legs spreading even wider for her. “Only your cock can make it better, please.” You practically begged and it triggered something in the older woman.

She pulled down her sweats in one swift motion, showing you her cock for the first time. God, she was big! You could see the veins that ran along her length and the precum that dripped from her tip. She was perfect. And the look in her eyes was ravenous, so she didn’t hesitate for a second, easily flipping you over and putting you on your hands and knees, letting you present yourself like a proper little Omega for her. She rubbed her length at your opening, getting her cock slick with your juices while you squirmed, but her teasing couldn’t last. She had dreamt of having you this way just as much as you had and she needed to finally claim you. Needed to finally be inside you. “Please.” You begged once more, your hips chasing her and the brief feeling of pleasure and relief that she provided every time she rubbed herself on you. “Like that, baby?” She asked, pushing herself against your opening, her tip sliding inside easily. God you were so warm, so wet, so tight around her and it took everything in her to keep her pace steady. She wanted you to feel good, wanted you to enjoy every second of being with her, she wanted to be so good that you’d never even dream of any other Alpha ever touching you. Not that she’d allow it. Now that she had you this way, she was realizing what she was missing all this time and she wasn’t going to ever let you go. “Just like that, Natasha, please!” You gasped, pushing yourself against her and taking the rest of her cock inside you, all at once. “Fuck!” She grunted, her cock spasming at the feeling of being fully buried inside you. “Is that what you want little Omega?” She asked, she teeth gritted. “You want me to ruin that pretty pussy?” “Yes! God, Alpha!” You screamed, her pace picking up quickly. You could feel your ass bouncing off of her with every thrust, her cock hitting deep inside you each time, her hands squeezing your hips in a grip so tight, you were sure she’s leaving imprints and it was heavenly. She was so good. Better than you ever imagined she would be.

“Come here!” She growled, burying her hands in your hair and pulling you up against her. She held you close, her nose buried in your neck and breathing you in deeply. “You wanna be my little Omega? Want me to claim you, baby girl? Make you mine for good?” She asks, biting your neck gently, just scratching your skin, right on that sensitive spot that drove you wild. “I’ll take good care of you baby. I’ll protect you and keep you safe, I’ll make you happy.” She promised, words soft. She could feel her knot forming at the base of her cock, her release approaching quickly and she barely held it back. You could hardly respond, all your thoughts fading into nothingness at the feeling of her cock deep inside you. You just knew she’s right where she belongs, right where you need her most and you never want it to end. “Feels so good! Yes! Want to be yours! I’ve always been yours.” You pant, soft whimpers cutting off your words, as you felt your orgasm approaching. “I’m so close, baby!” Natasha panted behind you. “You gonna come with me?” She asked softly, pulling your head further back by your hair, to make sure that your neck is fully exposed to her. “Yes, so close! Please! I want you to come inside me, please!” Watching you beg her like that was truly the last straw, and with a final, sharp thrust, Natasha felt her knot slip into place, triggering her orgasm. Endless spurts of white flooded your pussy as she felt the best orgasm of her life. This was the best moment she just knew it, her teeth sinking into your neck to mark you for good, while her legs shook and her cock throbbed inside you, making her see stars. Her knot slipping in triggered your orgasm as well and you cried out, a deep sense of satisfaction washing over you when you felt the spurts of her cum fill you up to the brim. Not even a drop slipped past her as she still rutted against you, prolonging both your pleasure. But it was her teeth sinking in that really had you experience extasy, a second orgasm crashing over you, right after the first and you milked her of everything she had as you felt yourself being claimed. When it was all over, Natasha laid you down gently and settled on top of you, your bodies still perfectly connected, chests heaving. As you turned a little, trying to look up, Natasha did her best to accommodate you and after look down at you, eyes hooded from lust, she silently turned her neck, silently offering it for you to leave your own mark on her and seal your connection for good. You licked at her neck a few times, feeling her shiver in anticipation and you sunk your teeth into her, just as she had done, hearing her soft whimpers of pleasure at the action and you tried to soothe the wound as best you could, offering her little licks and kisses that she happily accepted, even if each one made her cock throb once more. “I don’t want you going on any more missions.” She finally said, her voice thoughtful. “Especially if I can’t be there to keep you safe. You’re my mate. My love. I don’t want you in danger. I don’t want other Alphas looking at you, thinking they can have what’s mine. Don’t go tomorrow, love?” She confessed, almost pleading with you to understand. “I’ll talk to Steve.” You nodded, placing a small kiss on her lips. “And I’ll talk to Wanda.” Natasha grumbled, remembering the other Alpha and the way she had her hands around you. Her words made you laugh and the older woman looked down at you confused. “What? You think I didn’t see her hands around you, touching your hair, talking to you like that. She can’t have you!” Natasha insisted, more firmly now. “Oh, baby…” You smiled, shaking your head in disbelief. “You really don’t know?” “Know what?” She squinted down at you. “She never wanted me. I know for a fact she has her eyes on a certain robot… But I sure am grateful she gave you a push.” You laughed and this time Natasha laughed with you. “Good luck mating him.” She joked, finally relaxing, allowing her eyes to close in content. She finally had her mate. _____________________________________________________

Dear anon, on the 12th of June you sent me this request... I don't know if you still use Tumblr, I don't know if you still follow my blog, or read my fics, hell, I don't even know if you remember sending me this, it was so long ago... But should you ever see your request and read this fic, I hope you'll enjoy it!

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Good Omens Fic Rec: Pass the Star

Azalea Fell meets Antoinette Crowley at her first roller derby bout with a new league. After an incident leads to a trip to A&E, the two are drawn to one another but Crowley is reluctant to potentially ruin a great friendship for something more.

Length: 57,618 Words

AO3 Rating: Explicit/ Spice Level 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Best for: Mostly Safe in Public, Human AU

Triggers: None

Read it here, fic by mageofthepeople

*Minor Spoilers* I'm super totally normal about this one. I've been on an ineffable wives obsession this week and that was largely due to this fic. This is everything I want in a wives story! It's fun, engaging, creative, and a total win for lesbians.

Azalea and Crowley are derby girls on rival teams. I love the derby use here because, well it's hot, but also it's a fun sport that I can totally understand these two enjoying. Crowley is obvious to understand, it's physical and aggressive, outside the norm, and again hot. But the hard work here was to make Azalea fit in this space. The author does this by giving us a character that has already done some of the work of leaving her repressive past behind. She's uniquely herself, has a strong moral code, still hates customers and selling books, and has a sense of fashion and style that doesn't give a damn what other people think. She's still our sexy bookseller, but with tattoos and skates! Ugh tattooed omens is like catnip to me!

But the setting also works because it's well crafted! If you didn't have an obsession with the Elliot Page movie Whip It like I did, and don't know anything about roller derby, there's no worry here. You'll be able to follow right along. And the side characters fit into this word great! Ana was a surprise use, and one that I enjoyed! I feel like we usually see a Gabriel type character in the role that Ana fills here, so I loved the shake up. Plus, CAT. It's an instant win for me when there's a cat.

And did I mention it's hot?? The sex scenes in here are a little shorter, but excellent, and something to keep thinking about afterwards for sure. It's mostly safe in public overall, but for me I devoured it in one sitting at home. It's set up well for something to read in smaller bits but I cannot resist a good binge read. It's also clearly setting up for a sequel and honey, I'm seated. I'm subscribed and ready to go the moment more of this series drops. Already after my first draft of this post we got one! So I will end with a reminder to always subscribe to your favorite authors, because if I hadn't been I may have missed another entry to this universe and I'm an addict to these girls.

Read it here, fic by mageofthepeople

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HI IT'S ME!!!!! I'M SO HAPPY YOU LOVE MY FALSETTOS HCS SO I JUST WANTED TO ASK IF YOU HAD ANY :33

Also, using this to ask if you have an AO3??

HALLOOOO :3333

I DO HAVE SM FALSETTOS HCS BUT ILL NARROW IT DOWN TO MY FAVS!

The only sport Marvin can bear is football (or soccer for americans), he says its because its "european" so its "dignified" but its rlly just cuz he used to have the biggest crush on his old football (i refuse to call it soccer AMERICANS RAHHH) coach

Trina just always has about a million hair ties and bobby pins on her/in her purse

(After they get married Mendel finds himself also always having them on his person, in his pockets/bag ect)

When Marvin and Trina got married Marvin wore a purple tie, Trinas least favourite colour is purple, he did not know this

When Jason was born Marvin fainted HASHAH

Mendel is very weirdly versed in like flowers and their meanings. like my guy knows EVERY. SINGLE. MEANING.

Whizzer is actually really smart, just like not in the ways that Act 1 Marvin would deem important. Like he wouldve probably done a course in astronomy in uni but he couldnt afford it big sigh (i read a fic where whizzer was an astronomer once and i was like REALLL)

(These are like set in modern day/post-canon):

Charlotte insists that every bambi lesbian couple is exactly like her and cordelia. like it could literally be a theatre kid and a punk and shed be like "oh my god look! us!!"

Marvin dies exactly 2 months after Whizzer does

Jason places a black King piece on Marvins grave because i love pain apparently

Trinas and Mendel painted their bedroom like a light blue colour (?? idk where this one came from)

Charlotte had to talk jason out of naming his first son Marvin or Whizzer becuase "i love you kid and that's sweet, but i dont want your kid to be bullied all his life"

YIPPEEEEEE!!!

Also yes i dooo have AO3!! I havent posted anything in a hile cuz of my exams but TRUST as soon as theyre over (in like a month) i will be posting like DAILY, my tag is: PaleBlueEyes102 :DD

[weirdthoughtsandideas]

THE FUNKY SLEEPOVER CHAPTER

Remember me talking about the chapter of my next gen fic where the next gens have a sleepover, and Francesca makes an appearance at Eurovision?

Well... guess who finished the chapter!!

This chapter includes:

Random Eurovision gags

Teenagers laughing maniacally at 4:30 AM

Random conversations that does nothing to the plot but gives some fun character dialogue

A disaster lesbian, her bisexual crush, and the other lesbian who drops comments like a sports commentator

One of the Violetta characters has been a surrogate to someone else's kids! Read to find out who!

Me predicting stuff that's gonna happen in 2039 and hoping I'm not incorrect

References to the fact that there's multiple universes

Just fun stuff!

If you know me, I LOVE writing sleepovers. Love love LOVE. So I had such a BLAST writing this.

Enjoy reading!!!!!!!!!

[the-teddy-bear-butch]

Hey I have nothing better to do, here’s some fic recs for y’all!!

If you have followed me for any amount of time you know which one I’m about to lose my mind over—

Bloodletting by agentgenevra / @agentgenevra

Nancy is a vampire hunter… And also a vampire. Robin is a vampire. The plot of this fic is SO incredibly woven, I am NOT kidding guys. Every character has their place, and everything connects in just the coolest way. I’m literally obsessed. The slow burn dynamic between Robin and Nancy is incredible and full of tension as well! I am feral about this fic.

dancing in the moonlight by summersociety

Nancy is a monster hunter and Robin is a werewolf. This fic is the PERFECT mix of wacky and serious and I adore it for that. The tension is incredible, I would kill for the side characters, the internal struggle for Robin is so well written! The way this author writes for the werewolf in a different way is such a cool creative choice. This fic will have you crying over “aroo.” Just saying.

a never ending story by summersociety

Robin and Nancy play D&D and their in game romance definitely has nothing to do with Nancy having a big fat crush on Robin. Their dynamic in game and out of game is just so lovely and we love a little comphet Wheeler. Plus!!! This author just has some very poetic writing and I adore it

Raise Dead by EskaWrites / @eskawrites

Robin died in the Upside-Down. Nancy is grieving, but the kids are scheming. One (1) fic has brought actual tears to my eyes. I don’t usually cry over media but this one will pull at the heart strings. Go in knowing that this fic will devastate you, but it will fix you afterwards. I found myself holding my breath through some of the more intense portions, and the way this writer describes Nancy’s grief and uses symbolism just broke my heart.

you’re the reason that i’m hanging on by EskaWrites / @eskawrites

Robin gets Vecna’d. INCREDIBLE angst, I don’t want to say too much and spoil it, but the dynamics are wonderful and the ending is fantastic.

choke up (on my bat and on your heart) by gfbuckleyxwheeler / @werewolfxwheeler

As a bitch who didn’t think I’d be into sports aus, this fic!!! Ronance are on a softball team and they have a wonderful hate/love relationship and I adore it!! And Max and Chrissy are both lovely in this au <333 Em also has a wonderful blog here, please check them out!

feels like I’ve been gettin’ anointed (ever since the day that I met you) by khalasaar / @sapphicriley

Catholic school au with the partner project trope PLEASE. This one is spicy. The writing is incredible, the tension is fantastic, and also I think you can tell she writes/reads poetry in her writing, which I happen to think is cool as shit. Inappropriate use of religious imagery my beloved <333 Did I mention tension—

put me in the movies (on a king sized silver screen) by khalasaar / @sapphicriley

Robin works at a drive in theatre and Nancy keeps visiting her because she’s a dumb lesbian. This is one of my favorite fluffy, sweet stories, oh my god. They are so!!! I want to squeeze them. Their dynamic and their banter and Nancy being So Totally Smooth is the best. I need to reread this one

Handle With Care by ElFandomBirb / @el-fandom-birb

Centering around Robin thinking about love and her Handle with Care patch. Oh. My. God. The types of love actually killed me, this fic is so soft and so sweet. Repetition as a plot device!!! Seriously one of my favorite one shots. Also another great Ronance blog

400 Bones [series] by DearApparition / @anxiouswerewolf

You want to read some of the most delicious angst out there? Here you go. Ronance is messy and angsty but they’re there for each other and I could easily cry about any of the fics in this series

here and wherever you are by penguinwritesbooks

The Half Of It au. Steve recruits Robin to write love letters to Nancy. One of my favorite movies and my favorite ship lovingly rolled into one. Everything feels very true to the characters and the dynamics without being a scene by scene retelling!! There’s a Steddie sequel if that’s your thing

[augustfiction]

QUESTIONS FOR 15 FRIENDS I was tagged by @die-schwanenkoenigin :) thanks for thinkin of me!

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?: nope

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?: I think I cried last with friend of mine after a really crap day at work. Shout out to Ben for the kind head pats.

DO YOU HAVE KIDS?: No, but I've always wanted to in the future

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED?: I was never a huge sports kid but I ice skated in high school (not well lmao)

DO YOU USE SARCASM?: Nooooo never

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?: usually their hair is the first physical trait, that and eyes. Also smell as well, if you're wearing a good cologne/perfume I'm falling in love. I am a perfume slut. It's just the truth.

WHAT’S YOUR EYE COLOUR?: Hazel

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?: I am a sucker for happy endings, it honestly makes me cringe writing open ended/sad fics. I am a romantic at heart it's so gross.

ANY TALENTS?: I've always been a writer, poetry and fiction mostly (and truthfully mostly fanfiction). I also am a singer-songwriter and play out in my local queer music scene!

WHERE WERE YOU BORN?: do you also want to know my mothers maiden name and the last 3 numbers on the back of my debit card?

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?: I read a lot, I pretend I can paint, and I doze off into dreams where I am a sword handling lesbian wearing very intricate robes and being a menace to polite society

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?: Yes! I've got a kitty who I love very much.

HOW TALL ARE YOU?: five foot and nine inches

FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?: Always liked orchestra and english lit

DREAM JOB?: I'd really like to marry a very rich lady who wants me to do all her chores and make all her meals in trade for pretty outfits. I'll settle for anything that pays more than minimum wage and pays my bills.

I dunno if I even know 15 whole people but here are some folks I think are neat! @armchairhacksquarterback1 @jennamacaroni @femmefighter @kalevalakryze @knifeofdreams @10gay-keysmash01 @sapphicscholar

[lovova]

I see artists doing little showcasings of what they've accomplished creatively in the last year, decided that looks fun, and decided I'd do for myself an little inventory of what I've written in the last year as well, based on archive posts and what I can recall (I specify 'what I can recall', because I was not keeping track of when I did or did not update my main fanfic "Video Game Cruelty Potential" so...guestimates for that fic! I have 36 chapters, I can probably guess it was updated at least every other month) ~ So! For 2023: January: Did a fan-fanfic for my friend Lex called "The Other Rooms" where I explored off-scene implications of his cool-ass fic Room No.5 February: Created an alternate version of VGCP called "VGCP: Characters at their best" where I tried to explore some of the chars in the same setting being more well adjusted. I haven't gotten very far in it, but I am determined to get back to it this year! Also probably updated VGCP March: Did two short Kaito stories, an Oumota called "Playing with Phobias" where Kokichi messes with Kaito and a Saimota called "Luminary Hero of the Track Field" where Shuichi worries over Kaito's enthusiasm to sports while sick. April: Started what was MEANT to be a multi-chaptered Homestuck!V3 Kaito fic called "The Devotion of the Luminary of Skaia", but I haven't gone back yet to figure out what happens next yet. Thinking about it now, I think I was to make it a three chapter fic, but I just need to save some space to go back and outline it someday. VGCP? Maybe? May: A short Oumota piece called "Carnation: Please Handle Gently" that I got some awesome art commissioned for by the incredibly talented Ere. This short story inspired me so much that I'm actually basing a new original novel on the same concept~

June: I (believe) this was the month I finished Kaiden! An omegaverse original story I was writing and posting to Kindlevella. I am super proud of finishing that piece, and while I want to go back and create a more refined second draft before selling it as an Amazon book, I still LOVE this version as well. Very proud~ And VGCP!

July: Two Oumota short stories, "Touring Mortality" and "Execution Failed". Touring Mortality was especially fun to write, though I was amazed at the positive feedback Execution Failed got. It was very uplifting XD This was also the month I (re)started my original story "Pearls and Shackles". Also probably VGCP August: More Pearls and Shackles, more VGCP. September: Pearls and Shackles! Probably more VGCP! Can't remember! October: Can you guess? PEARLS AND SHACKLES! VIDEO GAME CRUELTY POTENTIAL!! November: This was a purely Pearls and Shackles month, and that was because I dedicated NANO (National Novel Writing Month) to finishing it. AND I DID! It super needs a second draft, its not ready to show off, but it EXISTS! So hell yeah!

December: A funny short V3 story called "Soulmate Goose of Enforcement!" I had a lot of fun collaborating with this one with Lex, and am hoping to do a chapter 2 with another great writer added to the mix too, Andromebaa. I also started the first two chapters of a new novel manuscript, a Hanahaki story about a pair of lesbians struggling with love in their own ways, but both trying their best! And, also, I updated "Video Game Cruelty Potential"

Did I overestimate how often I updated VGCP this year? Underestimate? I have no idea, that fic is almost 300,000 words long by this point, let's call an update every other month a generous average of how often I add to it. Other then VGCP, I did 8 Short Fanfics, finished a book, started and finished another book, and started a third book. And I'm not counting stories I had to write for my school year. Just ones I did out of the passion in my damn heart.

So, yeah! I'm pretty proud of this year, it was a good one. I hope anyone reading this had just as good a year! Writers, steal this idea, go looking back the year and brag about what you accomplished! You deserve it!

Have a good 2024 everyone!

[eemamminy-art]

first impression: god-tier final fantasy lesbian drawer. gift from heaven.

now: the above but also someone with shockingly similar attitudes about fic writing/reading and inspirational word counts <3

Wahhh thank you anon!!! 🥺💛

I wanna be making more of the former again but I'm so busy these days I find when I do have free time for personal creative works I'm like, plugging away at my fic ahaha idk how it got so long... they're my emotional support farm and sports boys lol

I do want to make time for drawing more ladies though!! Feel like I'm going through withdrawal when I don't draw enough women for so long 😩 not that I ever stopped but I'm just not drawing as much as I would like to be!

[sidekick-hero]

For the wip i'll give you encouragement for the RBB! even though you can't really share anything.

(if you do want to share something though - I am also eyeing up that Gator/Eddie fic REAL hard 👀)

Hiiii! Oh my, thank you for the encouragement, I really need it 💜 I managed to claim a gorgeous piece of art and I actually think I can talk a little bit about it - and start writing on it.

I think I can definitely share the beginning of it:

Staring at the neon sign that reads "Hideout" with two of the letters - the H and the t - burned out, Steve thinks about turning around and going home for the umpteenth time since he left not thirty minutes ago. He curses himself, also not even close to the first time tonight, for turning down Robin's offer to join him. He told her that he was a big boy, which was true, and that he didn't need his lesbian platonic soulmate to hold his hand on his first visit to a gay bar, which was apparently not true.

And because I appreciate your interest and encouragement so much, also have some Gator/Eddie (find the other asks about them I answered here, here and here):

cw for a homophobic slur (sadly we know Gator would use them)

"What are you staring at, you fucking fairy?" A ghost from my past, Eddie thinks. Because he once knew a boy who looked exactly like the guy before him, who tried so hard to be the epitome of everything a wealthy white businessman's son in Bumfuck Indiana could want. He played all kinds of sports, was captain of the basketball and swim teams, had a new pretty girl on his arm every week, and sneered down at everyone below him as he looked at them from his perch at the top of the high school food chain. King Steve, who had been so goddamn pretty that Eddie could still remember all the times he had jerked off to fantasies of those lips and hands and that juicy ass in Harrington's tiny gym shorts. The man before him looked different, of course, but much of him was the same. Maybe that was the reason why he didn't stop his mouth from running off on him. "You. It's a nice view, that's for sure."

✍️ Ask me about my WIPs ✍️

[gallawitchxx]

joy list 😈

i was tagged by a gaggle of gorgeous gays (lol you’re all gay now, okay?) @whatwouldmickeydo @energievie @gardenerian @creepkinginc @mishervellous @7x10mickey @ardent-fox @heymrspatel & @milkovetti to make a joy list! thanks pals! 🥰🥰🥰

reading all of your joy lists ✨ joy is not made to be a crumb (mary oliver) ✨

all of the fic updates today! shiiiit, we’ve got @captainjowl @palepinkgoat & @ian-galagher words to read?! thank you pals 📚

i’ve got some big changes afoot & am feeling quite chuffed about them. the next chapter in my life is taking shape & it’s bitterfuckingsweet, but also looking pretty fly 🤩

brunch double dates with other lesbians 🧡💜💗

seeing my pals interact with my pup 🥺🥺

finally finishing a lil birthday ficlet after a period of burnout 🥴 thanks for the inspiration @creepkinginc 🖤

Holes, the hit 2003 Disney movie 🕳

potatoes of all kinds 🥔

how happy my wife gets when i react to the sports ball 🏈

korean fried chicken 🍗 & cherry pie 🍒🥧 with ice cream 🍨

the new season of You. it’s campy! it’s fun! it’s not over yet! 🧢

the new @gallacrafts theme & the upcoming @gallavichthings love fest! you know i love loving up on y’all & your works & i’m so excited to see what everyone else does too! 🖤🖤🖤

the @spicygallavichcollab 🌶🌶🌶 which is fast approaching!!! brb gotta go write!

i’m tagging @thisdivorce @squidyyy23 @sickness-health-all-that-shit @crossmydna @iansfreckles @celestialmickey @abundanceofnots @vintagelacerosette & @whatthebodygraspsnot if you want to? if not, i’m smooching you through the screen 💋💋💋

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Ranking Izuku Ships

I got bored and looked for a tier list for Izuku ships but couldn't find a good one. So here is my ranking of Izuku ships.

As well, some ships will have (Problematic) beside it. Meaning it is a problematic ship. I don't ACTUALLY ship these, but they're fun to think about and plot AUS for it.

(Also if any ship is not here ... send an ask I guess?)

Also none of these are poly. That's a different ballpark, and yes- send an ask if you want.

So, here we go:

Into the Abyss (Awful ship, I hate it.)

BakuDeku. Never will write it as anything but a horrible relationship which it is, and will NEVER EVER consider it. Even when I eventually write the Bakugou redemptions I have planned for some fics, I will NEVER have them as anything but semi-friendly.

1/10, not a fan at all

TogaDeku. I'm not a fan for numerous reasons that boil down to: I think Toga is overrated and I prefer her as a villain. I have a singular idea for the Woo Izuku storyline for her, and an idea for a Lesbian!Izuku but other then that... nah. Not my thing, and usually I avoid the fics with this.

3/10, I'd read it but I'm not that into it.

I'll just shoot out these cause I have the same opinion of them: They're not bad but I can't find any good fics about them that don't give me borderline homophobic vibes or veer off into crack fics.

MomoDeku, JirouDeku, OjiroDeku, NejireDeku, HagakureDeku, HatsumeDeku, KoudaDeku, SatoDeku

5/10, the true middle

TodoDeku. Yes I said it, but frankly, the entire fandom is filled with TodoDeku fans and while I can see it, I find the relationship a bit stale after the fifteenth story where Todoroki gets a crush after the sports festival and then is an oblivious mess and they make Todoroki out to be an idiot and UGH. It just got weird and awkward after the fifteenth fic. (And then honestly again the good ones follow the same formula and I can tell where it's going and bleh).

IzuOcha. Similar to TodoDeku actually. I just find it... not vanilla I like vanilla... it's like... chicken pasta. It's not a bad ship and I'll read a fic or two. But it just doesn't work for me. No wait it is vanilla. I need sprinkles or chocolate sauce to make it great. But it's not a bad ship.

IzuTsu. I mentioned before I have issues with Asui lately, and I still have this issue, but I think it's related to the fact that a lot of fics with her end up with her and Ochako with Izuku and... a lot of the time it is vaguely homophobic. And again: it's hard to find good fics with her. But she's not D tier since I do like the pairing.

6/10, the ships I like to read/may write

ShigaDeku (Problematic) Look, I don't ACTUALLY ship it but it's a fun thing and I like making up AUs. It's cursed enough and messed up enough it's really good to read. Also, most of the people writing it acknowledge that it is messed up. Or they explore that it is vastly AU, and that Shigaraki totally has to go through an entire personality change or Izuku does and yeah.

DabiDeku (Problematic) Similar to ShigaDeku. I just also like the cursed feelings from it cause bad boy older brother. That's all I need to say. Just... Dabi knowing his brother has a crush and being that one ASSHOLE who goes for it. I can't help it!!!! But also again, very problematic and most writers know it.

IzuMina I don't know why but I just LIKE this little pairing. It's cute and fun and I love the idea of bubbly Mina happily dating Izuku and GAHHHH. I love it.

MelissaDeku I don't know why but this is also a really cute pairing? I like it more then the others, so I wrote it here.

ShoujiDeku I have no explanation other than giant teen and tiny teen is adorable.

TokoDeku Shunshine gamer boyfriend with emo/goth edgy boyfriend. That is all.

AoyoDeku Look with the manga spoilers... this lifted it high very high. And I LOVE THE DRAMA. Also it's just hilarious and cute.

8/10, I would be fully willing to ship it.

KiriDeku HIMBO BOYFRIENDS. Except one is really smart, but like... yeah no they're both idiots it's just Izuku's idiot factor gets kicked in when he gets to experiment or he's training. But yeah: HIMBOS.

KamiDeku Disaster bisexuals who are utter messes and one is a flirt who will make the other an entire mess? YES.

RodyDeku I have not actually seen the full movie... but the scenes with this? YES JUST YES. CONMAN AND HERO! ROAD TRIP YES

MonoDeku This is one of the ships that I love solely cause I think Monoma could have been the better Bakugou and I like the rivalry that COULD have happened between them. Actual RIVALS TO LOVERS AND NOT BULLY AND HIS VICTIM.

10/10, OTP! OTP

ShinDeku Look, I love these two and I cannot stop thinking about them and I fucking LOVE THEM. I know that people think he's over hyped but MAN I fucking LOVE THIS.

IiDeku ACTUAL RIVALS/FRIENDS TO LOVERS THAT IS GAY I FUCKING LOVE IT. BOTH ARE FERAL ASSHOLES WHO FOLLOW THE RULES BUT TOTALLY THROW DOWN. I LOVE THEM!!!!

[cabezadeperro]

other people’s fics: 2022 version

i don’t read as much fic as i used to because i suffer from picky bitch disease, and this is not an exhaustive list at all--there’s a lot of stuff i decided to leave out though i liked it very much--but these are a few of the fics i’ve read and enjoyed this year. mostly star wars, a lot of codywan (sorry). i tried to stick with fics i bookmarked this year, and the order is the one they appeared in in my bookmarks page on ao3 when i checked just now

what makes it great - jimmytiberius

codywan, femslash, M. a league of our own!au. i know next to nothing about baseball (i’d say it’s because i’m not from the us, but i just. don’t care about sports), and i usually have issues with a lot of femslash fic because (even as a lesbian--or maybe precisely because of that reason) it usually feels weirdly preachy and/or very alienating, but i fucking loved this one. very well written, the character work and the pacing is really good. (warnings: period-typical homophobia)

the gunslinger - dead cowboy / @dead-cowboy

codymaul, E. western au. i feel like i’m cheating because it was a gift for yours truly, but. well. weird and inscrutable in the best of ways--i really love feeling lost and learning stuff along with the characters, and cowboy is very very VERY GOOD at that kind of thing. also: best of codys. he’s so sad and angry and such a huge bitch. i love him. his relationship with maul is SO GOOD. i love the way she writes about cody’s grief for rex, and the worldbuilding is so interesting i’m very 👁️👄👁️

one night, a new cartography - elwenyere / @elwenyere

codywan, T. modern!au, based on the queering the map project. short and very sweet and very well written. i’ve read it more than once, it’s become one of those comfort fics i like returning to whenever i’m feeling down. my favourite thing might be the way elwen writes about cody’s longing and want, how embodied it feels; we’re there with him and with them.

what year was our house built? - brigitttt / @brigittttoo

codywan, E. kind of a ghost story. i’ve been a fan of brigitttt’s work for a while, but this one really fucked me up. i really love ghost stories and haunted houses, and i know way too much about them for non-fandom reasons, and this one has everything i like about them. i don’t want to say too much about it; while i think knowing how it ends doesn’t take away anything from the story itself, i believe part of the fun of reading it is finding out the truth along with the characters. just read it, it’s very good. source: me and my lit degree. (also: mind the warnings!)

six months in a leaky boat - passeridae / @ossidae-passeridae & punkascas / @punkascas

codywan, T. mad max au. very fun very well done transmedia fic. i really love it when modern aus take place in places that are very obviously not the us, and this one is so--fun. the characters are well-developed, and it’s very down to earth in a way i found very fulfilling and enjoyable to read, if that makes sense. i haven’t had the time to listen to the audio files yet (sorry!) but punk’s art is great, as always.

tatami night - actualhurry

jin/ryuzo, E. ghost of tsushima time loop au, and the only fic that’s not star wars lmao. i have issues with most time travel fic (it makes me anxious, or i just don’t like the approach, or both at once), but this one’s really good: there’s quite a lot of fic for this game despite the fact that it’s a game, and it might be the best one of the bunch. the writer really gets what i like about the ship and the characters and their relationship with each other, and just runs with it. very clever, very satisfying.

[theoldlesbianwithcats]

i was really happy at first to see the gold star lesbians speaking up for ourselves but now im starting to get uncomfortable with some of the things im seeing like real lesbians wouldn’t ever do this or say that or or or. like i feel like i should go back to lying about being bisexual because apparently lesbians would never have male friends or be able to tell a guy looks good without being attracted to him or would never like a male celeb or character even platonically. it’s giving its own brand of polilez. why can’t anyone be reasonable

Hi anon!

Like I replied to another ask, I'm not really surprised by this. It's the first time we can attempt to have a real space and conversation for ourselves, so obviously the tension and wariness are at an all-time high to make sure we aren't yet again derailed by fakers. It will get better over time I think.

The solution to that is not to become withdrawn but, on the contrary, to share how you feel and what your life is like to show how varied gold stars are and find more like you :)

If that can reassure you, I have two long-time friends, one is a lesbian and one is a straight guy I used to be roommates with. Having male-dominated hobbies and working in a male-dominated environments, means that I've had male mentors too. If I find that het and bi women talk too much about their feelings for men and there are no lesbians around, I'm more likely to hang out with the guys instead to talk about sports and video games.

When it comes to characters, I like sports animes and most of them are about guys! It's just that, when I used to make self-insert fics or stories in my head, I would fantasize about being my favorite character's relative, things like that.

As long as you're truly homosexual, there's no shame in sharing your perspective in that conversation! Someone accused me earlier of being a fakebian because I read BL sometimes, I explained my point of view and she apologized, so there's nothing to worry about, we're all in the same boat :D

[solibrie]

oh you know it's bad for me when i'm genuinely starting to rotate bitty gender theory in my mind

it's not that i think he's particularly trans leaning. he reads as very cis+ to me. (cis+ in the sense that he's rotated his own gender but determined he is comfortable identifying as a man).

but he is a effeminate gay man. like. that's kind of the point. he LIKES to cook and take care of people and he dresses a little like a twink and he used to ice skate until that got beaten out of him. and with that in mind, i KNOW bitty thought things like "it'd be way easier if i was a girl" - not even because he's gay, but because he's FEMININE! those are two traits that are SEPARATE. he's not feminine because he's gay. he's just feminine AND gay!!!

and that's another reason jack being so masc is also really interesting. check please knows what kind of sport hockey is, the kind of culture it's created for itself, and jack fits into that mold really well. and he enjoys it! he's not pretending to be more masc than he is! again, he's wouldn't be feminine just because he likes men. one doesn't prelude the other!!!

like. i came across a cisswap!zimbits fic and that sort of thing always gets me thinking about gender theory as a whole. bc if bitty was afab and identified as a woman - she'd obviously be a lesbian - but now her problems would be entirely different. bc she'd be SOOOOOOO femme. she flies under the radar SO well. and that is STIFLING. cisswapped zimbits is actually really interesting for the very same reasons as base zimbits, but applied to the other character. jack being immediately clocked as a girlkisser bc Stereotypes, the relationship lesbianism has with woman's sports in general, and that fundamentally changing her relationship with her own sexuality vs bitty enjoying femininity and therefore being assumed to be heterosexual without trying.

it's just interesting stuff. i love thinking about gender theory LMAO

[lizzy-calaxio]

An Introduction Post!

Me, the mun, am Valerie, or Elizabeth! I have a lot of hours logged into FFXIV (over 10k hours) and I have written a lot of fics! I’m in the process of fully fleshing out my timeline, so bear with me as canon shifts. My house is on Ultros (Primal data center), plot 12 ward 28 of the lavender beds, come visit me!

Lizzy's Wiki page: Elizabeth Calaxio

Mare Code: JENTBUCV53 Ao3: Lizzy's Writing Bonanza! Lizzy .mcdf files and .chara file: Proton Drive

I follow from @lizzy-frizzle

OC Information below the read more

Lizzy Frizzle: My main OC!

Age: she starts ARR at 17, and she’s currently older Gender: Trans Woman (She/Her) Orientation: Lesbian General Info: Lizzy is an Au Ra Raen that was orphaned early in her childhood, she grew up with her adoptive parents in the black shroud and following their deaths from the 7th umbral calamity, she spends a couple months on her own, then she gets taken in by the Sylphs and they teach her many things, for better or worse. She also excels in academics, and managed to create her own faerie to heal with, though she is uneducated and has no formal training. After the fight against Bahamut, she gets tainted with phoenix aether, and begins studying black mage under Omikhle in Sharlayan.

Her Ancient is Iremia, a renowned Psychologist sporting powerful Emotion magic. Iremia desires to become Azem, but Emet-Selch shoots down the idea under the reasoning of "I don't want to lose the convocations best therapist" but Iremia knows the real reason is cause Emet views her as a little sister, and doesn't want her gallivanting off into dangerous places. At the end of shadowbringers, Lizzy discovers Iremia's apartment, and through mystical and magical means, gets to have a conversation with Iremia, this leads Iremia to bestowing Lizzy with her knowledge about Psychology, as well as her emotion magicks, though not as potent. After Iremia bestows psychology knowledge on Lizzy, Lizzy starts working on setting up a psychology practice in Sharlayan. As part of establishing psychology as a science, Lizzy obtains her archon mark, it's located on her right ribs. While teaching psychology, she begins a relationship with Krile.

Lizzy’s children with parents:

[under construction]

Ship tags: Lizzy/Bril – Brilizzy Lizzy/Sadu – Explosive Duo Lizzy/Shio – The idiots

Mono Rose: My secondary OC!

Age: she starts at 16 during the post-ARR stuff, she’s currently 25ish Gender: Non-binary (She/They but don’t call her a girl) Orientation: Pansexual General Info: Mono Rose is a lalafell that lives with her family in the shroud. The oldest of 8 children, she strives to break out on her own and go on plenty of adventures. One day in the shroud they try taking on a boar, only to stumble and get saved by Lizzy. Lizzy then teaches them how to properly use the bow and arrows, and Mono starts training to become a Bard. Mono thus looks up to Lizzy as a role model and hero, however, Mono refuses to join Lizzy and the Scions because she just wants low stakes adventures, so she frequently adventures with Bril. They also spend a lot of time babysitting Lizzy’s children.

Lizzy’s Children:

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