#but boy oh boy do i ALSO love them when they're slutty with each other

[the-blind-assassin-12]

Hi, hello, I'm here to scream a little about another Psychomanteum Snack. I still have A LOT of screaming to do about the series as a whole (which I finished the other night and was wholly and entirely blown out of my bones by) but for now we're sticking to the snick snacks. And boy oh BOY was this one a TREAT! (Make sure you have a glass or six of water handy for this one, friends. And maybe a fan or a cooling towel. You'll need it.)

Listen. I love these two a completely non-normal amount. I love them for the way they get inside each others' hearts and make each other open up and flourish and see brightness, and for the way they aren't afraid to be silly together and how they openly express their feelings and fears over time and how they put so much trust - like, metric tons of trust - in each other, and for the way that they go out of their way to make the other smile or laugh or feel loved. Just, you know, for starters.

BUT. I also love them for the dirty, nasty, filthy, kinky little sluts they are, UNHOLY FUCK.

I love the idea of this strangers at a bar scenario for them and how it lets Lua experience roleplay in a way that doesn't put too much pressure on her to "stay in character". It's still fantasy because their relationship never had a bar hookup stage, but it's not foreign because this was what both of them were doing (separately) when they met, and even more familiar for Lua, because she gets to be the boss. ;)

I am living for the fact that Dieter wants to be "chewed up and spit out" by her because he finds it hot. And it is hot, that kind of confidence. And honestly I could not fucking say no to anything he wanted to try because he's so fucking worshipful and grateful about it.

YOU USED THE ICONIC DIETER DO YOU WANNA HAVE SEX WITH ME LINE. And then all that dirty talk from him. I think I would fall off my stool. In fact, I'm a clumsy bitch so I know I would. Also? What happens in that bathroom is iconic in its own right. SHEESH.

On top of the smokin' hot smut and the playful/dirty flirting and the way that these two just SEE each other so clearly, I just want to point out how much I love the depth you put into every scene. Not just in the actions, thoughts and dialogue of the characters, but also in the layers of details that you create. It's always so tactile and visual, even when what we're looking at is a graffiti covered bathroom in a dimly lit dive bar. It's very dimensional and it's incredible.

This was suuuuuuuuch a fun detour and only made me love these two even more.

acting lesson

pairing: dieter bravo x ofc louella

Summary: Dieter convinces you to roleplay with him.

Rating: Explicit (18+ ONLY)

Content Tags/Warnings: LDR, roleplay, bar, drinking alcohol (casual), dirty talk, swearing, public bathroom sex, D/s elements, fluff, impact play, pet names, hair pulling, blow job, unprotected piv sex, graffiti, football mention

Word Count: 4.3k+

Notes: In the Psychomanteum universe between Ch 12 & 13. Could be read as a one-shot. Based on this ask from @frannyzooey:

Dieter and Lou — roleplay He’s an actor, she’s….not 👀👀 How does he indulge her? ❤️

The idea first came up during one of your many phone calls with Dieter.

It was the kind of call that works as a surrogate for sitting in the room together, despite the some-odd 2,600 miles keeping you apart. Comfortable silences between organic conversation, running parallel to your evening routines. In LA, Dieter hummed to himself while rifling through his kitchen cabinets for snacks. In New York, you stared at up the marigold painting hung above your bed, and you asked him, “How do you act?”

“When I’m with you, like a fool.”

His voice purred through your phone speaker, low and warm. Heat bloomed in your chest and crept up your neck.

You giggled, “I mean, like, for your job. How do you do that?”

“I don’t know. I guess I try to channel the character and pretend to be them. You ever do plays in school or anything like that?”

“In fourth grade I got to play a munchkin in The Wizard of Oz. I had one line and I completely butchered it.”

He laughed, “Seems about right.”

“What is that supposed to mean?!”

“You’re just… very good at being yourself,” he said, and you could hear the smile in his words, “It’s not a bad thing, doll. I like that about you.”

A smile spread across your face. You hummed in acknowledgement.

“If you want, I can show you how I do it. Give you an acting lesson. You could be my scene partner,” he lowered his voice an octave, “We could make it fun.”

Something about this pricked your skin with excitement. You twisted a strand of hair around your finger and smirked, “How’s that?”

“Have you ever done roleplay?”

“Oh no,” you laughed, shaking your head, “I would be terrible at that—”

“Wait wait wait, hear me out,” he protested, “What if you got to play yourself?”

You quietly pondered this, then asked, “Who would you be?”

“I would be… a stranger at a bar. You’d just have to play along,” he rumbled, “Treat me like one of your hookups.”

Warmth trickled down your spine and pooled between your legs. You licked your lips and traced your collarbone over your shirt, “You’ve thought about this before.”

“Maybe.”

“I’m not opposed to the idea. It could be… hot.”

“Yeah?”

“Maybe next time I see you,” you conceded.

And so, this morning, while sipping coffee together out on his patio, he brought it up again.

“Do you remember when we talked about… an acting lesson?”

Your eyebrow quirked and you glanced over at him, “You mean roleplay?”

He shrugged, draping an arm around your shoulders, working his thumb against the starfruit tattoo on your arm, “How do you feel about it?”

“I wondered what it would have been like to meet you like that.”

“Me too,” he said, then scooted closer and murmured, “You know, I’ve always thought that was something so fucking sexy about you. The way you chew men up and spit them out.”

“Really?” you studied him.

The corner of his mouth tucked up in a smirk. His gaze bore into yours, “Abso-fucking-lutely.”

“Not you, though,” you brought your hand to his cheek and smoothed your palm along his cheek, “I like you.”

“No, not me,” he agreed, nuzzling into your touch, “But we can pretend. It’ll be an acting lesson, remember?”

“An acting lesson, yeah, that’s why you wanna do this. Not because you wanna fuck me in a bathroom stall, right?”

“It can be both,” he said, a devilish grin playing on his lips.

You couldn’t help but smile as you stared at him. His dark eyes flicked around your face, searching for an answer. When you released a reluctant sigh and frowned down into your coffee cup, he continued.

“I’ll give you some pointers beforehand, love. It’ll be fun. You just be you and pretend you don’t know me,” he purred, his voice growing lower and more persuasive, “I wanna see what it’s like to be used by you, Lua. Please. Let me be your piece of meat. Chew me up and spit me out.”

How could you say no?

When you step inside the door, it slams behind you. Outside, the sun still douses Los Angeles in daylight, but the underground bar shows no signs of it. Your eyes sting as they adjust to the darkness, and you find yourself momentarily blinded.

Slowly, things start to come into focus.

Neon beer signs and pucks of dim, golden light studding the low ceiling make their surroundings glow, reflecting off the dark wooden bar and high-top tables. A few clusters of people are scattered around at the tables, and one androgynous person sits at the bar, scrolling on their phone while taking occasional sips from a tall glass of beer. Over the speakers, “You Make Loving Fun” by Fleetwood Mac plays just a decibel too loud, but you have a feeling this is the standard music volume here.

It’s one of those places that seems unchanging. Static. You bet that if you walked in here at any moment, on any day, it would look and feel mostly the same.

You approach the bar and take a seat in one of the tattered barstools. Its red pleather sticks to your legs and back. One of the advantages and disadvantages of wearing your most fuckable dress: it’s really goddamn short.

“What’ll you be having tonight, miss?”

You look to the portly bartender and smile, “Vodka cranberry, please.”

He walks away, returning a minute later with your drink. You slide a twenty across the counter and thank him.

When the bartender brings you your change, he nods at the man pulling out the barstool next to you, who says, “Old fashioned.”

The bartender makes his drink and brings back your change. You leave a few bills on the rail as a tip, then lean back in your chair and look up at the TV. Two college football teams slam into each other on the screen.

The man sitting next to you is not discreet about his ogling. His eyes burn your skin, but you pay him no mind. You lift the drink to your lips and take a few quick gulps to hush the excitement bubbling up your neck.

He does the same, then you feel him lean towards you and ask, “Why do bars always play the most boring shit on TV?”

You look over at him, looking up and down his very expensive looking, and thusly very out-of-place, navy suit, obviously tailored just for him. The top three buttons are undone, revealing his smooth chest that gleams gold in the dim lighting. A lusty ache twists at your center.

You smirk and meet his deep brown eyes, “What, you don’t find the underlying threat of concussion-induced brain injuries to be exhilarating?”

The handsome “stranger” laughs, exposing this big, contagious smile, dimples tugging at his cheeks and everything, “I guess I never thought about it that way.”

You grin, staring down at your drink for a moment, then say, “I’ve found that if I go into it pretending it’s the first half of a horror story I’ll never know the ending to, it’s not as, umm,” a giggle escapes your throat, “fucking boring, y’know?”

“Wow,” he chuckles and shakes his head, “I’m not sure if I want to run for the hills or ask for your hand in marriage.”

“The first option is probably safer,” you wink, then take a sip of your drink.

His gaze lingers on you for a beat before he stammers, “I’m Diego, by the way.”

“Louella,” you take his outstretched hand and shake it.

He holds it there, grazing his thumb along your knuckles before pulling back, “What brings you out tonight? Meeting friends or something?”

You tilt your head at him, dragging your eyes across the broad expanse of his body, “Just, you know… seeing what’s out there.”

His throat rumbles and he drops his gaze to your lips, “Find anything?”

“Maybe,” you grin and take a sip of your drink, “What about you, Diego?”

“What about me?”

“You’re here, having a drink, talking to me. Is your evening going as you’d hoped?”

“Much better, actually,” he murmurs, leaning close, “Didn’t think I’d come across someone as gorgeous as you.”

You smile, and find yourself restraining laughter. Not because he’s doing bad or anything, but because he’s doing so good.

“Quite the smooth-talker, aren’t you?”

He grins, bobbing his shoulders in a shrug, “Is it working?”

At this, you do laugh. You tuck your hair behind your ear and depart from his lustful gaze, glancing down at your drink. A wide palm slides onto your back, warming the skin between your shoulder blades. The magnetic force of his body drawing close makes your breathing stutter.

“Listen,” his voice seems to melt, low and heated, into your ear, the baritone dripping down your spine, pooling between your legs, “If this is too forward, feel free to tell me to fuck off, but… do you want to have sex with me?”

You turn to find him just inches away, hooded eyes dark and heavy with want, flitting around your face like he’s brainstorming ways to make it contort with pleasure. You love seeing him like this. Needy. Aching. Putty in your hands.

“Tell me what you want to do to me, Diego,” you tell him in a throaty whisper, “And I’ll consider it.”

A flash of his pink tongue breaches his lips. He glances around as he scoots his barstool closer, knee brushing against yours, and murmurs in your ear, “As far as the venue goes, we have a couple options. Bathroom, out back, in my car—”

“Romantic,” you tease.

He raises an eyebrow at you, dragging his gaze from your face, down your neck, following the curve of your body, “But you don’t want romance, do you, Louella? That’s not why you’re here.”

“Oh yeah?” you tilt your head and bat your lashes at him, “Then why am I here?”

His throat rumbles. He leans so close, his breath scatters across your cheek when he says, “You’re here because you want to get fucked. Hard, preferably. You want me to bring you into that disgusting bathroom and stretch your sweet little cunt out with my fat cock, isn’t that right? You want me to squeeze your tits and use my teeth. You want it to hurt, not a lot, not enough to draw blood, but enough to make you feel something. Enough to make you feel… real,” he pauses here, smirking at you, licking his lips as he drops his gaze to your mouth, “Hmm? Isn’t that right, Louella?”

You swallow hard and nod, and realize you’re holding your breath. When you draw air in, it’s shaky and subdued.

“Will you let me do that for you?”

His touch trails up your bare leg and makes you shiver.

“Yes.”

He stands from the barstool and takes a cursory glance around, then nods at you, “Lead the way.”

Miraculously, the bathroom at this shitty dive bar is one of those no-stall, single-toilet situations with a deadbolt to keep the outside world at bay.

Dieter guides you through the threshold with his hand at the small of your back. You peer around the small, dim room, studying the graffitied black tile walls. Colorful tags, crudely drawn dicks, and witty remarks surround you on all sides. The scent of bleach burns your nostrils, which is a little disorientating, but you suppose it’s better than the alternative.

The lock clicks in place behind you.

When you turn to look at him, he’s already burying his fist in your hair and pushing your cheek against the cool tile wall. You gasp with surprise at the force he uses, exhaling a giddy laugh, and he murmurs in your ear, “What’s your safe word, baby?”

Your eyes dart around for inspiration, and you focus in on a cartoon giraffe wearing sunglasses, a cigarette dangling from his lips, next to a word bubble that reads: Giraffiti is cool!

“Giraffe.”

“Giraffe,” he repeats, and you nod as much as his grasp on your hair will allow.

He slides your skin-tight dress up to your waist and yanks your underwear down to your ankles, rumbling, “Fuck, look at this ass.”

His palm slides warm and gentle across one cheek, then he digs his fingers into the soft flesh and groans when you whimper. He lets go, and the deep, bruising grip is quickly replaced with a sharp, hard slap.

A gasp expands your lungs as heat tingles across the site.

“How’s that?”

“Fucking perfect,” you breathe, eyes drifting closed, mouth falling open. He does it again, same spot. Smack. This time you moan.

When he releases your hair, you stay where you are, with your hands and face all smushed up against the tile. He smooths gentle circles into your unmarred ass cheek. When it draws away, you flinch in anticipation, and he chuckles, “Too hard?”

“No.”

It’s followed by another smack, by pain and heat, and you hiss, “Fuck yes.”

His throat makes this noise that’s somewhere between a growl and a moan. He slides his hand around your front, between your legs, and he purrs, “You fucking love this, don’t you, Louella?”

“I do,” you whimper at his soft, exploratory touch, at the gentle way he spreads your arousal up and down your wet, hot middle. Fingertips dig into the curve of your ass and hold there. The contrast between his two hands is excruciating.

“What’s my name?”

Not thinking, you exhale, “Dieter.”

His gentle hand freezes against you. The other lays down a sharp smack that burns your skin and makes you whimper. He grinds out, “That’s not my fucking name. What’s my name?”

“Diego.”

“That’s right, sweetheart,” he coos, putting the hand against your pussy in motion, tracing around your clit, not touching it directly, flooding your body with a tingling, frustrated kind of excitement that makes your heart race and your breathing quicken.

You reach down and grab his wrist, pressing his hand into you harder, rolling your hips against it, and moan at the pressure it relieves.

He yanks his hand away from your grasp and buries it in your hair, pulling the strands taught, smacking your ass again, “Don’t you fucking dare.”

“Please,” you pout, arching your hips back towards him, “Please fuck me, Diego.”

All the air leaves his lungs and scatters across your back.

“Louella,” he rumbles, and all your insides clench at his low, patient cadence, at the way your name vibrates off his lips onto your shoulder, then he says, “You are fucking demanding, aren’t you?”

“No—”

Smack

A hot, searing pain from your battered ass cheek makes you gasp, then whimper. Arousal shoots up your spine. Your cunt aches with need.

“I’ll be patient—I’ll do whatever the fuck you want, Diego, please—”

“That’s it,” he coos, “You’re gonna be my little slut, hmm? Let me fuck you the way I want?”

“Yes.”

The word comes out with a throaty, needy force, almost a fucking sob. You want him so bad it hurts. He chuckles at this, at how fucking desperate you are right now.

“Get on your knees, baby.”

He releases you and steps back. You turn to face him, holding his lust-blown gaze as you drop to your knees like he asked.

“Show me how bad you want it.”

You nod in understanding, your shaky hands clambering at his belt buckle, unzipping his slacks, the mechanism all strained with the force of his bulge. You pull his pants and briefs down with a frantic kind of energy that makes him hum with amusement as he watches you.

His cock bobs out as his pants fall to his feet. You admire it for a moment. How it’s so thick and swollen and twitchy with need, delicate skin pulled taught, a sticky little bead of arousal sprouting up at the tip. You test its weight in your palm, grinning when you look up and see Dieter’s lips part and his eyelids flutter.

“That’s it, baby, show me how bad you want me to fuck that pretty little pussy.”

You open your mouth, batting your eyelashes up at him as you drag your tongue up his length. Again and again, painting his cock with your saliva, using flat, firm strokes, until it’s shiny and soaked with spit.

He moans when you stretch your lips out around him, rolling your tongue against the tip, the salty, heady dribble of pre-cum smearing into your tastebuds. You slide your lips further down his shaft and start to suck him off at a steady rhythm, bobbing your head along his length.

“Oh my fucking god,” he gasps, eyebrows threading together, nodding down at you, “You’re so fucking good at that. Do you like sucking cock, baby, hmm?”

You look up to meet his eyes, mouth all full and stretched out from him, and answer anyway, “Mhmm.”

“Fuck yes you do—you fucking love it, don’t you?”

You pull off of him, replacing your mouth with your hand, jerking him off as you whine, “Yes I do, I fucking love it—”

He grabs your hair and forces his cock back in your mouth, gritting out, “Did I fucking tell you to stop?”

A moan surfaces from your guts. His head rolls back and he twitches against your tongue. You take the length of his cock faster now, the stretched-out band of your lips slick and tingling. He pets your hair and holds your gaze, watching you with awe as you work, quiet groans falling from his parted lips.

The doorknob jiggles, then there’s a knock.

“Occu—”

You sit up higher to plunge your mouth down on him, jamming his cock down your throat. His mouth falls open and he moans while you move in short, quick strokes. A wet gurgling noise echoes off the tiles back into your ears.

There’s another jiggle. Another knock. A faint, feminine, “Hello?”

You pull off of him, gasping for air while you wrap your hand around his cock and stroke him as he hollers, “Occupied!”

A beat goes by while he stares at the door before he brings his focus back to you, shaking his head, kicking his pants off over his shoes, “Get up.”

Your underwear tangle around your heels and trip you up. By the time you yank them off and toss them aside, Dieter has grown impatient. He rips you off the floor by your armpits, pushing your back against the cool tile wall.

Beneath you, your shaky legs buckle, but he slips an arm around your waist to prevent you falling.

As if second nature, he looks you over and draws his body close, cupping your cheek with his palm.

And… fuck, the way he stares at you, with this warm, attentive gaze… you know he wants to kiss you. You know he wants to hold you close and whisper sweet somethings in your ear. He wants to tell you he loves you and that he’ll never stop loving you, forever and ever until he’s dust, and maybe even then, if dust has feelings.

It’s all Dieter, not Diego.

You grin and search his face, then whisper, “You broke character.”

He narrows his eyes for just a moment, as if trying to process what you said. When he realizes you’re right, this big amused smile spreads across his face and he chuckles, “You hush.”

You link your hands at the back of his neck, “We can rewind.”

His throat rumbles as he considers this, brushing his knuckles along the side of your face, glancing down at your lips. The grip around your waist tightens and his hips sway a little.

“You just wanna kiss me and make sweet, sweet love to me, don’t you?”

“Maybe,” he grins, pressing his forehead against yours.

You giggle and comb your fingertips through his mess of curls, “You big softie.”

His smile falters a little and he shrugs, “Sorry.”

Your stomach twists.

“Hey, no,” you pull back enough to meet his eyes and shake your head, “It’s one of my very favorite things about you.”

He furrows his brow and blinks, “Really?”

“Yes,” you giggle, rubbing your palm against his cheek. He nuzzles into your touch and you tell him, “Diego is hot, but Dieter? My Dee? I fucking love him. And he’s hot.”

A bright, bashful smile spreads across his face. He meets your gaze with those loving, loving eyes and asks, “Can I fucking kiss you now?”

“Oh my god, plea—”

His lips cut you off, pressing into yours with passionate force. From its place pinned between your bodies, his cock twitches. He brings a hand to the back of your head and renews the kiss, pulling you closer, slotting his mouth against yours.

You whimper at the velvet of his tongue. The tug of his fingers clamping down in your hair. The persistent, pulsing current where your bodies meet.

The two of you seem to lose yourself here, in the heated kissing and touching and writhing, forgetting your presence in the restroom has a time limit.

Another knock on the door. Harder. Impatient.

Dieter parts from your swollen lips, his mouth a mess of your red lipstick, and hollers at the door, “Give me a minute!”

Then he turns back to you, his gaze all obsidian want, and mutters, “We better hurry before they ram the goddamn door down.”

“How do you want me?” you ask, batting your lashes at him, trailing a fingernail along his jawline.

“Just like this.”

Sometimes you forget how strong he is.

When he lifts your hips you let out a little yelp of surprise and hook your arms around his shoulders.

“Legs around my back, love, I got you,” he breathes. The wall bears some of your weight as you lean against it and wrap your legs around him. He settles in closer, shifting his hips under yours. The tip of his cock nudges your entrance.

“Are you ready?” he asks, caressing your cheek with the slope of his nose.

Normally, he has to work himself in slow. Let your body adjust to the stretch of him in increments. So you know what he means when he asks this.

But when you nod, and he loosens his grip to let gravity take you down, it still shocks you. The pain is immediate. And exquisite. You bury a deep, guttural moan into his shoulder and dig your nails into his skin. Your eyes flutter shut and you inhale a few sharp breaths.

“Fffffuck,” he hisses when you can go no further, “So fucking tight, holy fuck.”

All you can respond with is a whimper. He holds you here, impaled, not moving, as you start to relax around him and the pain condenses into a gooey ember right at the center of you.

“That’s it, love.”

His hips start to roll slow, dragging his cock along your walls, sending sparks up your spine.

“Fuck, Dee,” you gasp.

He snatches a kiss from your trembling lips and asks, “Too much?”

Your mouth gapes open with a ragged moan and you press your sweaty forehead into his, “Issss perfect—So fuuucking good—“

He lets out a raspy chuckle, “Listen to you, Lua, all fucking cock drunk, fuck—”

The laugh you release is delirious, and quickly devolves into moaning as he starts to fuck you faster. He’s not wrong. You feel disoriented and tingly, like you’ve been launched into space and you’re no longer on Earth, but on Planet Dieter.

You can tell he’s starting to unravel when he pants all kinds of filthy things against your frantic breathes, fueling the fire licking your insides, pulling you closer and closer to your ascent.

“You fucking love when I stretch your cunt out, don’t you doll? Hmm?”

You whimper and nod.

“Say it.”

“I—I fucking love w-when you stretch my cunt out.”

“Who’s my little slut?”

“I’m your little slut, Dee—oh, fuck—”

“That’s fucking right, baby,” he grunts, fucking you harder, faster. You clamber up his body, tugging on his hair, pulling him closer, gasping at the brilliant heat expanding at the base of your spine.

“Don’t fucking stop, don’t fucking stop, fuck fuck fuckfuckfuck,” you sob, drawing one more sharp inhale before you fall off the edge, ecstasy shattering you into a thousand pieces, then bringing you back together whole.

“Fuck yes, baby, there we go—oh my fucking god—”

Dieter’s hips drive up into you with a handful of rough, deep thrusts, while your whole body shudders and you release a choked moan. His echoes alongside yours, harmonizing in this unrestrained, unmistakably feral noise.

Every ounce of pressure held under your sweat-drenched, tingling skin deflates.

“Holy fucking shit, Dee,” you pant, ripping your sticky legs away from his, trying to find solid ground.

He lowers you to your feet, and you both stumble back a little, chests heaving, grinning at each other like mad.

“God, I love you,” he says, shaking his head as he doubles over to catch his breath, then he glances around and mutters, “I need to lay down.”

Three hard bangs against the door make you both jump.

“Are you done fucking yet?”

Your wide eyes meet his for a terrified moment, then you both burst with laughter.

“Yeah, give us a second,” Dieter calls back, then scoops his pants off the ground. After adjusting your dress and collecting your underwear, you walk to the sink to wash your hands and notice something resting between the faucet and wall: a metallic silver sharpie.

A smile spreads across your face. You grab it and hold it up to Dieter, who’s buckling his pants, “Do you want to do the honors, or should I?”

He raises his eyebrows when he glances up at you, and when he realizes what you’re implying, grins like a madman, “May I?”

You hand him the sharpie and he finds an unmarred section of black tile on which to write the message, framing the words with a frilly Valentine’s Day heart: DEE + LUA 4EVA!

[safetycar-restart]

wait wait wait

porn au… size queen lando, yes… but also size queen yuki (i feel like he hasn’t been posted in SO LONG)

the two of them have like a video where they keep trying to one up each other with toys. (because they’re both low key brats who can’t stand to see the other getting more pleasure from bigger toy) the toys keep getting bigger and bigger. they're both so glossy eyed watching one another with toys. eventually they’re just warming their biggest toys and making out with each other. it’s adorable and people love it.

Oh good lord. You... anon you are a visionary I adore this.

So firstly, Lando and Yuki both often do very popular solo videos where they use very large toys. So naturally, you suggested that they do a video together and they both immediately agree.

It starts out as a competition. They both have the same toys set out from smallest to largest and they have to see who can manage the biggest toy. So they're supposed to be going against each other.

And at first it is a competition. They're both such brats to each other, being so confident and telling each other that they'll win and making fun of each other.

The combination of them talking shit about each other while also whining and moaning as they fuck themselves on the dildos is so so good. You're very happy with what you're seeing.

But then, as they get to the bigger dildos and they actually start struggling... they stop goading each other and actually start comforting each other and encouraging each other?

It stops being a competition and it becomes two slutty boys helping each other fuck bigger and bigger dildos and it's good.

Before they get to the final dildo, you stop to check in on them both, making sure they're both okay to try the biggest dildo. They're both so tired and fucked out, making grabby hands for you because they want you!! They've done so well and they want you!!

But also, they're both so horny and they want the biggest dildo! They want it!

You tell them that they should use the biggest dildo and then jerk each other off to cum, and they're both SO into that.

So you stand back again and resume filming, and they help each other with the biggest dildo. Lando is even whinier than Yuki, and he has to hold onto Yuki's shoulders to be able to rock on the dildo.

And then they're both just whining and kissing and jerking each other off. It's so so sloppy, neither of them even have enough coordination to kiss each other properly. They just moan against each other's lips and jerk each other off.

When it's all done, you have two whiney and overestimated subs making grabby hands for you and demanding cuddles immediately.

[semi-imaginary-place]

oh look fandom hates when I speak the truth again so I'm just going to repost this everywhere.

Most people do not understand Claude, and the loud ones especially misunderstand his character. Claude was never slutty meme frat boy. Joe Ziega made this worse. Things have actually gotten better after Hopes as Claude in Hopes is in line with Claude in Houses just overt characterization instead of implied.

The Marianne support is especially interesting because Claude for all his charm is sooo clumsy at interpersonal relationships. He knows he hurt Marianne and doesn't know how to fix it so the best he can come up with is to make the relationship transactional, he learned one of her secrets so he gives up one in exchange. He has leverage and vulnerability over her so he gives up some of his secrets and becomes vulnerable for her because in his minds that helps make up for things, makes things fair again. 

Claude's like an onion many layers. He's been hurt by people too many times to be vulnerable with others but he also likes people and genuinely wants to help them which leads to this contradicting behavior of wanting friends and to be loved and understood while also being terrified of genuine emotional intimacy. Also, like Claude always hated Rhea he implies in Houses he'd rather have her dead and Fodlan would be better without her.

For Felix I get into details later but I saw a weirdly high proportion of Felix depictions in fandom being trans or asian like higher than any other character Even the actually brown characters like Petra or Dedue or Claude had less non-white "screentime" in fandom than the canonically fantasy European Felix (Petra in general is woefully underrepresented in this fandom), which was paired with a lot of transphobic and racist stereotypes. And then there's the disturbing prevalence of homophobic stereotypes when Felix shows up in fandom. 

Felix is like a magnet for homophobia, transphobia, and racism. Fandom disproportionately )like more than any other character I have seen) makes him every gay, trans, and asian stereotype under the sun (why people race swap him I will never know). And what's worse is that these people think they're woke leftists without ever examining their own bigotry and start crying screaming sending death threats when confronted about it. Sis do some self reflection on how the way you ship really is just latent fetishizing of gay, trans, and brown men. 

And you know it's controversial because I get downvoted into hell every time I say this by people who lack media literacy, won't self reflect on their own subconscious bigotry, and won't accept the truth. Which just means I should say it more.

fe3h fandom often tacks on a lot of bigoted stereotypes onto Felix instead of engaging with his actual in game characterization (well that last part is a problem of fandom in general but I digress). For example in gay ships Felix tends to more often be the submissive, bottom, feminine, trans, or non white partner. All of which is fine but starts getting suspicious when all these traits are conflated with each other and even more suspicious when this is contrasted with Felix's partner (I think Sylvain and Dimitri are the most popular ones?) which is usually a dominant, top, cis, and white man. Again nothing wrong with any if this but suspicious that this seems to be the most common (by a large margin) characterization in fandom. To break it down it plays into classic right wing talking points that how in same gender relationships one partner is the "man" and one partner is the "woman". Again fem/masc pairs are fine its in combination with the rest of the stuff. Next is the classic transphobic talking point about how transmen aren't real men or as masculine as "real" men, which is the justification for corrective rape. Next is the classic racist stereotype that asian men inferior to white men by being more feminine (aka lesser, because racists also tend to hate women) and less masculine than again "real" (white) men leading to being pushed out of most career paths and only allowed lesser jobs like laundromat. And again nothing wrong with any of these traits individually or in combination when when it happens every time with little variation and all people can do is parrot right wing bigot talking points, these something fishy.

Oh hey I forgot the misogyny. Like a lot of this loops back to (what I presume is) internalized misogyny in the authors and artists, because all the points I talk about above in some way intersect back to the basis of misogyny that female is bad. And it isn't which is why I'm always confused why the (female dominated) fandom clings so hard to misogyny. I noticed in fanfiction before I just stopped and blacklisted the whole thing is that Felix tended to be written differently than the other men which connects with the observation that fandom makes Felix the "woman" in gay pairs.

Anyways yall need intersectionality, a history lesson, media literacy, and self reflection (because everyone carries bigotry within them, we live in a society it's unavoidable. It's not the choice of having no bigotry or not, it's the choice of being aware of it and actively counteracting it, or not and having it leak through).

I don't have any problem with shipping or shippers. I don't understand the appeal most of the time but whatever, I'm mostly neutral about it, doesn't bother me when I see it (although tag so I can blacklist if it personally doesn't jive with me). What I CAN potentially have a problem with how it is done however if someone it just regurgitating bigoted stereotypes without any sort of meaningful contribution to the discussion.

(Sometimes with like really out of character stuff like different personality, different setting, shipping two character that have never interacted in canon, I think these people just want to write original stories but are cowards, but whatever do what you want. )

[thorniest-rose]

I HAD ANOTHER THOUGHT. And I think it's a good thought. (Also, sorry, I flip between using all lowercase to--well, not. Depends on the mood. And I'm too chickenshit to come off anon. 😅)

What if CC all used to jack it together. Like, a good ol' fashion circle jerk, or whatever. And maybe now that Eddie is dating Steve, no one expected him to partake anymore...so naturally, they're a bit gobsmacked when the unthinkable happens: Eddie shows up, and brings Steve along. Once they get into it, none of 'em can quite grasp that they're all currently beating their meat with Steve Harrington in the room.

Maybe Steve joins in, maybe he just...watches. But I figure there are a couple ways of doing this:

The CC boys can't take their eyes off him as he plays with himself, and soon, it becomes clear this is different than what they usually do with each other; there is no denying that at this point, they're flat-out jerking off to / at Steve Harrington, not just near him. The noises he makes, his big hands, plush lips, the faces he's pulling, and how he tugs a but on his balls... One of them (I'm thinking Gareth?) sort of blurts out how pretty he is or how gorgeous he looks, and the noise Steve makes at that is going to be burned into their brains until they die (any maybe even after).

Or maybe Steve can't take his eyes off Eddie and winds up sucking him off in front of his friends...closely followed by Steve blowing everyone else, because how could he NOT? And Eddie said it was okay, that he deserved it for being such a good boy, and he wanted to show Steve off to the band, anyway; there is no better way to do that than to share Steve’s mouth.

Steve’s only rule is he's not allowed to swallow anyone's load but Eddie's. Steve is eager to please and wants nothing more than to be something Eddie is proud of, so our boy gives it his all. Knowing Steve, he might even come untouched while he's doing all this.

OH SHIT, or maybe Steve is playing the naked footstool as punishment at the circle jerk! He was naughty, so he doesn't get to play this time.

Oh my god... YES. Because all of CC had crushes on Steve in high school, it's one of the things that brought them together, not just being misfits who loved metal and D&D and epic fantasy novels, but because they all had a thing for prom king Steve Harrington. And a couple of years later, Eddie's parading Steve around all the time because they're dating?? Never in their wildest dreams would they think this would happen, or that Steve would be such a slut for their attention.

So when they all have a "special night in" together, this is usually what happens. Eddie tells Steve to strip and they all have fun with him. Usually its just them watching him touch himself as they jerk off, their praise and encouragement making Steve blush and bite his lip as he twists his nipplea and pushes a finger inside himself, all of them coming at the sight of his hard dick and his pretty pink hole, which is the exact shade of his mouth. But when it's a very special occasion, they get to touch him too, their hands in his hair and pinching his nipples, or Steve blows them each in turn, letting them fuck his face before coming on his face or on his freckled chest, before he crawls over to Eddie and begs to be fucked, and Eddie always obliges because he's so revved up from watching Steve go down on all his friends, and loves showing off how beautiful and slutty Steve looks while he's riding his cock. They're all obsessed with him and at the end of these nights, Steve feels extra special and loved so everyone wins 🥰

[lady-of-the-silver-lakeatron]

Bridgerton Season 3 Episode 2 Initial Reactions

I'm late I know, but I didn't get to post these reactions so here they are.

ooh the historical pineapple reference!! I love the set design people they just keep delivering these little gems.

Edwina beloved! I think this confirms the marriage to the Prussian prince. Good for her, go be a princess babe.

Charlotte's wig is so beautiful and elaborate

Not Kate getting called old and hopeless on the marriage mart like free my woman from these allegations.

Nicola is eating up these green looks

"But have no interest in other debutants" not Benedict sniffing out my imaginary lesbian love story here.

Pen regretting her latest column

Penelope being so awkward at flirting is giving baby gazel trying to walk for the first time. it's vv endearing

Oh no is this foreshadowing Francesca diamond allegations? I read the books but I've forgotten this bit

Tbh I'm loving Featherington women they are peak bimbo

The actress for Phillipa has such a good voice it matches the character perfectly

Portia Featherington don't be controlling challenge

The most realistic representation of regency era sex ed I fear.

Colin threesome? See I said it was a slutty summer.

Not to nit pick/slut shame but at the least an hour needs to pass between your sinning and then being around your future love interest.

Aww Polin first meeting reminiscing.

You know nothing Colin Bridgerton you could have Apollo gift you with prophecy and you would still know nothing!

Aww they're apart and not in the same bed. They're really cute.

Yes madam Delacroix encourage these women to take fashion risks.

So Francesca wants to get matched to avoid attention? But she welcomes the prospect of marriage, hmm…

Bridgerton family cuteness

Hyacinthe being good at cards and a menace! I'm loving the younger kids being brought into this season.

Secret Polin meeting the tropes are troping.

Colin getting offended when Pen is like "you" bahaha

"Your eyes are the most remarkable shade of blue..." Colin was shooketh that boy is living in his "romancing mr.bridgerton" era.

Not her finding his musings on his smutty summer and getting turned on.

To paraphrase: "Were you reading my smutty journal Penelope?" like do you not know how nosey she is??

They’re touching hands and staring into each other's eyes your honor.

Girl what was this "lesson" even, I enjoyed it but still

Honestly same girl I too would vibe with pretty jewelry.

Colin wants the tea for the Pen and Eloise drama so bad!!

"how is she" spoken like a true divorced couple Eloise

Eloise speaking fax about how strange Colin and Pen's arrangement is.

Queen Charlotte back with a banging wig and more disparagement

Francesca: I was promised a music man, and I shall like one right this instant.

Mr. Dankworth and Mr. Finch we finally learn their names! Or maybe I have terrible memory?

Not them getting abandoned by their wives lmao

Not Portia acknowledging Mr. Dankworth's Kenergy "You are so pretty" and then the Kens are terrified of her this family is giving me too much entertainment

Colin "If you speak to one man tonight you can read of my sexploits" Bridgerton

"His horse recently died" ma'am this show is so unserious

Also not usually very caring of this but their height difference is everything

Eloise's talent would have been stand up commedy if it were not 1815.

Benedict’s commitment issues continue I see

It's the way this scene with Benedict has explained the complexity of all these society rules being in place solely for the sake of the marriage mart institution

Hannah Dodd so beautifully portrays a music nerd that just wants to be alone

Volet-Danbury shenanigans are afoot

Also Lady Danbury's outfits are so cute this season

Omg Featherinton sex talk is 10/10 comedy

"Inserts himself? Inserts himself where?" was delivered so perfect no notes just me gasping and dying laughing. Mr. Finch idk what your game is but I am deceased.

Oh no these girls are pirannahs and they smell blood

Aww Pen meeting a Whistledown fan in the wild is so sweet.

Also, she has a caller! Thank you Lord Remmington!

Oh no, oh no, oh no no no no their scheme is exposed poor Penelope will have to ruin her own reputation.

While I feel terrible for Pen she kinda deserves her serving of karma

Lady Danbury you are a level 1000 master manipulator here for Francesca.

Oh no Fran looks so distraught this is everything she was against

Ok I'm seeing the commentary they want to set up with the Kent’s situation

Visitor- sounds controversial Lady Danbury

GO off Eloise defend your cancelled wife!!

Ok Cressida has some points here.. that still doesn't endear me

Omg it's the first Polin kiss scene!!

"But you would be dead" best comedian right here give him his award!

Also, that was one passionate kiss for helping a dear friend out. These two dorks are so in love they can’t even see it (facepalm).

You can see it on his face he has unlocked something, he doesn’t know what but it’s something.

Tbh the maid is the MVP here she has allowed all of this to happen.

I'm starting to see where the plot is going and I approve. I will say the Polin story line is going well and I have no notes but a lot of other characters do not get screen time. There are no Lady Danbury Penelope interactions. It does feel at times there are too many characters due to these interactions.

Overall good, the ending odiously was the strong point I gave it 10/10.

[swifty-fox]

Hockey au

I apologize for being so thirsty, Clegan are just too hot together.

So, within their relationship, the emotional intamcy is there, but I imagine that the physical takes some time to highten, especially with Gale because he is so shy. I imagine that it starts of sweet, and vanilla, still good. But as the years progress and as he is exposed to (maybe crosby reading slutty books. That's why his wife stay pregnant) he is inspired to do some research. And oh boy! It's like Pandoras box and he becomes more open to experimenting, and he realizes that he is into things he would have never thought he would br. He becomes a certified undercover freak. And Bucky is like, "use me, please, mommy- take me for a riiideee?" Or "you're going to take it, slow and deep, until you can't take it anymore". 😃 shame? What shame ���� (If they keep everything vanilla, that's okay too tho!!)

trust me anon you are in a kink safe space here LOL

So Gale actually sucks Johns dick about two years before they even become friends. It's a bit of a "fuck this guy but also FUCK this guy" moment and he's definitely freaking out on the inside without showing it but Gale is pretty bold and demanding in this when he wants to be. They're both two very strong personalities.

(CROSBY!!! SCREAMING!!!! ABSOLUUUUTELY. I also have thoughts about the Croz cheating storyline)

I don't know if it really starts as sweet. they're both athletes with a lotta energy and testosterone and used to intense situations so they're hooking up and it's not necessarily bdsm but they're not exactly having sweet blushy missionary sex either.

what im saying is they fuck each other into the mattress and every surface of their hotel rooms.

This is modern day like they have relative exposure to light kink (Spanking, Cuffs, etc.) and especially John who has fucked his way around North America has tried a lot of things. I think dirty talk is something that does a LOT for them both and they're naturally very competitive so its a lot of trying to catch the other by surprise by any means necessary (Including spitting into someones open mouth or a bit of hair pulling)

I can see them exploring and testing out kinks. i dont think theyre about to sign up for a rope-work class. But I do think Bucky gets tied up more than his fair share and loves it

[wolfpants]

What are aspects about Drarry fics that are important to you? Like something you personally "need" to happen or an aspect of Harry and Draco personality that you consider vital, or something how Ron and Hermione react to the Drarry romance etc etc

Hi anon,

God, that's a good question. And a big one! But I'll try to keep it as brief/top level as I can, otherwise I might be here all day.

And a disclaimer: these are simply my preferences. I'm not saying these things are vital for Drarry to work, I'm saying they're what I, personally, prefer to read (and write).

Anyway, prepare for a fresh serving of word salad.

Gay Draco. This is a big one for me. I just can't see it any other way, so I find it really difficult to buy any other intepretation, so as a personal preference it does make reading less enjoyable for me when his (to me) blatant homosexuality isn't embraced/explored/acknowledged what have you. However! I do really love a good lavender marriage Drastoria. I explored that in Precious Metal.

As an extension of that, I find it hard to buy a Draco who is totally promiscuous and hedonistic post-war. It's not a trope I ignore though! I've seen it done really well (and haven't totally dodged writing it myself either!), but I do so love a repressed and/or sexually/romantically inexperienced Draco (and a hardworking Draco whose career post war is important to him) - it's a trope that makes me want to read something right away! I love it so much. Having said that, I really enjoy Draco having been in previous relationships with other men/boys before Drarry, too. Especially if it's like - a secret school relationship/hookup situation with another classmate who isn't Harry. Something for Harry to get in his head about and/or rile him up. Yum.

I love a slutty Harry. I think most people have probably guessed this.

Harry with a short temper. Draco with a petty mean streak.

A Draco who is real and will point out what's wrong with Harry but will often forget to address his own issues.

A Harry who is earnest and won't put up with Draco's cute I-will-be-passive-aggressive-with-you-until-you-do-what-I'm-thinking-because-I-expect-you-to-be-psychic attitude for too long.

A Draco who pushes Harry away. A Harry who pulls Draco closer.

A physically and magically competent Draco. A nerdy Draco.

Terrible communication, fics where one or both of them is gone on the other and they don't know how to express it, a really good and believable enemies to friends/allies that eventually develops into lovers, a fuckbuddies who fall in love story.

Harry and Draco who recognise each other's faults. Perhaps before they realise their own.

I love hurt/comfort and I'm a sucker for Harry doing the hurting and Draco doing the comforting... via tough love.

I can't read (or write) something that is purely nihilistic/whump. I need something underneath that to balance it out. Tenderness, vulnerability, and sensuality are absolutely key in my writing. It's important I include all three. So, by extension, I love when a fic I'm reading also incorporates these.

Humour! I need humour. But not humour for humour's sake: humour for a human touch, for levity, for getting out of a bad situation/conversation - such is life (and such is being British lmao). Love when a fic gets this balance right (@wrapped-up is a Wolfstar writer who nails this every time).

Oh god I haven't gotten to Ron and Hermione yet. Sorry! Maybe I can come back to that with a part 2 if anyone is interested in some more word salad.

Cheers!

W x

[invisiblegarters]

OF Character Rankings and Ramblings - Ep 10

Last week, everyone decided to be mature and actually talk to each other for a change and it was very jarring. Mew boomeranged back to being sensible, Nick and Sand tried to feel the power of love with each other and failed spectacularly (and were very adorable about it), Top and Ray did some boundary pushing that the people they were infringing on were into in spite of their protests, and Cheum was back to her usual MO of having three lines if she's lucky. Atom was very creepy and I looked at him and said oh boy you're gonna cause all the trouble. Boeing showed up to prove that Top has a type and also to make us all understand exactly why Sand's still pissed. I get it, Sand. Also, Nick decided to move on with Daddy Dan but still made time to stalk Boston and a hookup to the toilets and give him a heartfelt speech that was actually really sweet and clearly got to him, and Ray and Mew finally fucking broke up thank all the gods in every universe. They had a great conversation that was my second favorite thing about the episode. There was lots of great communication happening.

So of course we had to make up for it this week with a lot of people being very stupid.

And be forewarned, I am very ornery today and also frustrated. So maybe don't read if you don't want to see that frustration expressed. That said, if you continue and you want to talk about any point, that would be a lot of fun. I'm always up for a friendly exchange of views.

So let's get to it, shall we?

Character Rankings (Fave to Least fave atm)

Boston. Nope, nope, and nope. Fuck you show. Fuck you for having your characters imply or outright state that Boston's sluttiness means he's on par with being a sexual predator. And fuck you for the "Atom likes girls. What did you do to him?" line. I really hope that this isn't going to be left at that, because I'm incredibly over the constant conflation of Boston's promiscuity with deviance or some sort of moral failing. He's an asshole. He likes to sleep around. The two things aren't actually related and I'm SICK of seeing them treated like they're one in the same. STOP IT. And don't think I don't see parts of fandom doing the same, because I do. People really need to stop treating promiscuity or lack thereof as though it has anything to do with morality.

That done with, I have to say that I've been super impressed with Neo and with Boston as we've gone on. I don't need or want some big sob story to be the reason that he's an ass, and I am tentatively hopeful that it won't be the case. But I have been enjoying the way we're seeing him grow by increments. Boston's not nice, he's not a very good person generally, and I think that he's been coming to terms with that and with how he feels about it as the series has gone on. It hasn't been flashy - in fact it's been subtle enough that I almost didn't notice it - but the Boston that he was in episode one is not the one we're looking at in episode ten, and I love it to bits because the type of reflection he's doing is the type I've done with myself. I really really REALLY hope they don't pull the "reformed character is now monogamous" thing because as I've said, that's not actually a problem and shouldn't be considered one. But I do really love that he's clearly reflecting on some of the choices he's made and trying to decide if maybe he doesn't want to keep making some of them in the future.

Also his reactions when he realized that his friends really believed he could do what Atom was accusing him of...just great work.

Simply put, I adore him.

Sand. My ride or die baby, this one. I've already said it, but I'll say it again. I do not care what this man does. I support him. Every stupid decision, every misstep, every ridiculously misguidedly noble thing. I will just be like "you do you baby, because you are amazing."

Was he dumb to not keep Ray's daddy's money? YES. Did I actually expect him to? Lol no. That's just not my man. Not even a little bit. It's not just limited to Ray, either. Sand has some noble ideas about money that I really would like to smack out of his beautiful dumb head because that kind of thinking only really works for people who can afford it, but I love him anyway. That said, I will maintain until that I am blue in the face he did nothing wrong (maybe that's my bias showing but let's be real here, whatever Ray's dad said Sand's desire to help Ray was always going to come from caring for him first and foremost). Honestly he should take the money as reparations for all the shit Ray's put him through. Putting the blame on him for Ray's hurt boggles my mind, because something hurts you it doesn't automatically make the other person wrong. That's a lesson a lot of people could stand to learn, frankly. But I half expect Sand to blame himself for it anyway, because that's what he does. He internalizes, blames himself, subsumes whatever he may be feeling in favor of the other person. I no longer think he's going to snap (although who knows a lot can happen in two episodes in this show) but I still think the man could use a good hug, and for someone to tell him that his constant care for people who like to throw it in his face is appreciated. You know. To him, and not an imaginary version of him that can only be full of calm acceptance.

Now, when it comes to the alcohol business. While yes, that is a source of income for him, if he's serious about helping Ray and it's going to be a real problem for him to do that (and there's every indication that it is), if he chooses to get rid I will not blame him or consider it particularly stupid. To me, it's different from dad's money because one hurts Ray's feelings, the other could legitimately fuck with his road to recovery. If he wants to stay with Ray (and there is no indication given by him that he doesn't, even after that fight), then that is a step he might need to take to help him, if he can safely do it. And to be fair, we've been given no indication that he can't do that, either. Although it would be interesting to explore what might happen if he couldn't, I don't think we have enough time for that.

Mew. God help me, I love a petty bitch.

Look. I don't do the OF tags anymore because I've found it's better for my peace of mind overall, but I've seen enough around here and elsewhere to know that a lot of people are now sick of him (although a lot of people were sick of him from episode one, lol). They think that this episode he took the petty shit too far, and that if he's not going to just take Top back he should tell him and let him move on. There's also a lot of annoyance with the way he acted during the confronting Boston scene.

To all that I say I hear you, but I'm going to have to disagree. I get him a lot with the Top thing, in fact. He was hurt, but worse, he was humiliated, and all this is because he doesn't want to be fooled again. He still doesn't trust his own judgment. He's back to testing everything Top does and says now because he wants to believe him, but if he believes him and Top does it again, then it's no longer Top who's to blame. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. And Boeing is really really good at playing with those fears.

I do feel a little more iffy about the Boston thing, though. The little pat on the shoulder amused me at the time, I won't lie, but the more I think about it the more annoyed I get. He had no right to open his mouth, and he wasn't really there to give moral support to Cheum or even because was concerned about Atom. He was there to watch Boston suffer. Not cool, my dude. I'd be more amused by the whole thing if not for the SA subject, and for the constant slut shaming that goes along with it.

Boeing. Speaking of petty bitches. This man is out here doing the most for this episode at least, I'm not mad about it (he hurts Sand though and all bets are fucking off, did you not read what I wrote about him?). I wish that he'd been brought in a little earlier, mostly because he feels extremely plot devicey, but I can't say I don't like looking at him or don't admire just how petty he can be. I genuinely don't know if he actually wants Top back or if he just wants to break him, and that's kind of fun. Also his little digs at Mew were hilarious. I kept trying to manifest a threesome between him, Mew and Top but I guess I wasn't doing it right because the show did not oblige. There's always Ray and Sand or my personal favorite, a flashback to one with Top and Sand. And that's why Sand doesn't do threesomes.

Ray. Oh, Ray. Raymond. Here's another one that I came out of the episode with initial thoughts and then the more I sat on them, the more they changed. Or not changed but. Sigh. Okay, let's try to be coherent here.

I want to start off by saying I do not blame Ray for going off the way he did when he thought that Sand was taking money from his dad. I know that sounds contradictory when I have also said Sand was stupid for not taking the money, but being able to see why Ray was upset doesn't mean I think Sand should pretend he couldn't use the money. And as I already said he kind of deserves it for all the shit Ray puts him through.

Anyway, I don't blame Ray for his upset, mostly because I really do think he was coming at it from a place of hurt, because look. I am not Ray's biggest fan and probably never will be since he is constantly hurting my personal favorite, but it seems extremely clear to me that what went down with Ray is the same thing that happened with Sand in episode 5: he found out a piece of information that made him recalibrate his entire relationship with Sand, and he came some very unhappy conclusions. The fact that he's wrong doesn't change that. Because from Ray's POV Sand went and made him fall in love with him, convinced him he cared, and now Ray's doing this huge thing for him (which is part of why I love that first therapy session - Ray treats it like a chore, like something he has to get over with so that he can appease Sand and fulfil his end of a bargain he half thought Sand would back out of, and that's EXACTLY how he should have treated it because that's how he felt about it then) and the whole time Sand wasn't doing any of it because he cared like he made Ray believe, he was just doing as his father paid him to do. He was always gonna find a way to get out of it initially anyway, but this was delicious to me personally because god help me, I love the kind of anguish that comes with caring so much for someone and then having to suspect that every time they claimed to feel the same they were doing it under false pretenses. Sue me. Only don't because I don't have a lot of money.

And I do think deep down he probably knew better. But when has rationality ever gotten a look in with Ray? He's a live wire, he's too fucking reactive to sit down for two seconds and think. Which is where my issues come in but just a sec, we're not there yet.

I really liked his second therapy session. I liked how different it was from the first, how obvious it is that he's now determined to at least try, even if he still doesn't think that he needs to be there. He's still doing it for Sand, but less in a "I'm going to tick this box so he'll shut up" way and more in a "I want to try to be better for him" way, which to me does make a difference. As the therapist said, people go to rehab for all kinds of reasons. Sometimes it's for themselves. Often it's for someone else. And that's okay. Sometimes it's easier to fight for someone else than it is to fight for yourself.

The entire last scene with Ray breaking down was painful to watch, and like everyone else I have to commend Khaotung for his performance. He really went all out and that's what makes the scene so powerful. I commend First as well, because I can't imagine how hard it was to walk the line he had to walk as imaginary Sand, and also not start crying in sympathy. I mean, it got me and I wasn't even in the same room, and we all know how First gets whenever Khaotung cries. They've certainly talked about it enough. I swear, this drama is a crash course in forcing First not to cry.

The scene was raw and painful, and I really felt Ray's desperation and sadness and remorse.

That said, I can't help but have trust issues. Ray is very good at apologizing and then demonstrably learning nothing. With one exception (Sand told him to stop throwing money at him because it makes him uncomfortable, and to my knowledge Ray has not made a habit of doing so since), Ray seems to think that apologizing means that he can go right back to the same behavior. This one does seem different in that he's way more devastated, and it was clear enough that he was apologizing for a lot more than going off at Sand in his apartment, but I can't help but worry that he'll just retreat back to form when Sand inevitably forgives him as he has so many times before (and that we'll never hear him say even a fraction of that to Sand's actual face, which if he doesn't I really hope bites him in the ass later).

I want to believe in Ray, I do. Despite myself I like the guy and I would really love to stop seeing him take one step forward, two steps back all the time. But as I said I have trust issues.

Ray's Dad. I knew he actually gave a shit. He's horrible at expressing it and he's clearly at his wit's end with Ray and his self-destruction, but he cares. And I believe him when he says that he wanted to pay Sand because he admires him. Here this dude is out here doing so much for his unappreciative son, and he clearly doesn't have the same resources that this man has. It'd impress me too. And frankly for that much alone he should have offered him money. I get that he thinks that Ray will be more likely to listen to Sand than him but also he's asking a twenty something year old to do something that he apparently can't. Hell yeah he should have put money on the table. I appreciated him setting Ray straight. I can definitely see why his way of dealing with Ray doesn't work, though. Still, it's nice that he's not the stereotypical only cares about his reputation guy he appeared to be at first, especially when seen through Ray's eyes (although I already suspected he wasn't, since Sand was so adamant that Ray's dad gave a shit. I loved the "I don't want him to end up like his mother" line, too - it made me think that maybe her death haunts him just as much as it does Ray).

Top. Still rooting for him, like I am every week. Would love to know why he's so damn passive with all of his exes. Think he's aware of exactly what Mew is up to and has decided to weather it out. That's about all I got for him this week, though.

Nick. For some reason he just didn't work for me this week, which is weird because I think his scene on the roof with Boston is one of the best of the episode. I think I wanted him to make Boston work for it more but well, that's not my pathetic dude at all. It'll never be in him to make Boston work for it, lol. Oh, Nick.

Cheum. Okay, before I say anything else I want to say that I get where she was coming from, going at Boston. I also get her not being able to calm down enough to register that not only is Atom not nude in any of those pics, he also looks the complete opposite of coerced. She's already mad (whether fairly or not) at Boston for what happened with Top, and now she's got her baby bro telling her that Boston not only sexually assaulted him, but that he's trying to continue doing so via blackmail. It's no surprise that she's so mad she can't think.

That all said, I'm still not pleased with some of the things coming out of her mouth. I can understand where she is coming from and still not like the way she's expressing herself, and boy howdy is that the case here. I've said it before, but I am SO done with the slutshaming. And I was really not down with that "Atom likes women. What did you do to him?" line. Fuck all the way off with that shit, too. I am actually really worried about what she's going to do about this, because I actually don't think she's gonna calm down and have a think before she does something really fucking stupid.

Atom. Oh, this little fuck. I knew he was gonna pull some shit, I could feel it in my bones, but I didn't expect him to go quite that low. More fool me. I don't care how upset he is, going around accusing Boston of SA because he wouldn't fuck him again is vile. Just gross. And he knew what he was doing. This shit was planned and purposeful. Vile. Just vile.

Relationships (Most to Least Fave atm)

There weren't really any friendship moments this go around (well, I guess you could say the core group had a moment, but uh), so I'll just be doing the couples this time.

TopMew. What can I say. It's still the one. I've already explained how I see things above, and I still think that these two are definitely end game. I do think that by next ep they'll be actually working things out though, as opposed to Mew paying lip service to it while he tests the fuck out of Top to see what he does. I appreciate that this ship isn't for everyone but it is for me, apparently. Come on, guys, I believe in you.

Threesomes - the order in which I crave these is TOPSANDBOEING followed by TopMewBoeing, but honestly SandRayBoeing will do in a pinch, even though I'm still in camp "Ray says he wants the threesome but what he really wants is to scare the third party off." Boeing is the last person to be scared off by that though, I feel, so. We'll see what happens. That said, Sand really doesn't appear to be Team Threesome nowadays and hopefully his opinion matters, hence my desire for a TopSandBoeing flashback.

SandRay. Yeah, I know. I'm surprised too. Still think they're made to break, but I liked their stuff this time. Everything about it was really good from an angst lover's perspective. Preview wants me to think that Sand and Boeing have a chance (and honestly I would not say nay) but let's be real here, Sand ain't going there. He might have conflicted feelings about Boeing but he's far too focused on Ray now to be with anyone else. If anything, we'll see Ray fuck Boeing first. And Boeing does seem to like going after the love interest...

BostonNick. I don't know why it wasn't firing for me this ep, but it wasn't firing for me this ep. Still think they deserve each other. Still rooting for them. But for this episode only, they did less for me than Ray and Sand.

SandBoeing. The way I need these two to kiss on the mouth. Look, my GramYok heart wants what it wants. I thought they were gonna kiss in Not Me and I was denied. Actually, they denied me a lot in Not Me. Asshole show (not really). But now that Mond's here and actually kissing guys instead of faking me out this needs to happen (and I think it will. Via flashback, most likely).

BoeingMew. What? I could get behind this. That one brief moment where Mew kissed him back really worked for me, although I don't think Mew could go through with it.

In Conclusion

I really liked this episode. The apartment fight and Ray's end scene were particular standouts, but so were both BostonNick scenes. I will appreciate it if Boeing has more to do than just cause stupid mess, but I'm guessing that he's mostly here to cause mess and either kiss or try to kiss every one of these dudes. There are worse things to exist for. Plus he's pretty.

I'm kind of glad that we only have two weeks left. I suspect that this is a show that might do better on binging overall, so if the ending is good (and by good I mean something that I personally find satisfying - I'm not claiming any objectivity here) I will probably do that. A week between episodes leaves us all with too much damn time on our hands to come up with dumb shit (ask me about how I have convinced myself Ray and Boeing are gonna do the do).

If you made it this far, thanks for reading. See you next week.

[dollwrites]

HI BABE please take all the time you need I know you're probably sooo busy right now!!! I'm so sorry about your old page you didn't deserve that, but I'm so so happy you decided to stay and make a new one I couldn't even imagine coming on here anymore if you weren't here 😭

THEY ARE TALKIING ABOUT BANNING TIKTOK! Unfortunately our government REALLY wants to ban tiktok they had a hearing with the CEO of tiktok and everything about it, and they're also trying to ban vpns so we cant get to tiktok that way either 😒 it's so annoying I would be so crushed lol I have hundreds of edits and stuff

I DID GET TO SEE DEMON SLAYER OMG IT WAS AMAZING I mostly just went to see the tengen/gyutaro fight on the big screen tbh lol. They only showed the first episode of the new season but I will say koku looked and sounded VERY cool he was super mysterious I'm very excited for you to see in like a week 👀 hate to say it but muzan looked BEAUTIFUL and of course akaza did too, but as someone who hasn't read the manga I was SHOCKED at just how HUGE Doma is like the stature on that man is insane I was expecting him to be kinda skinny and lanky but NOPE 👀 Also mitsuri I- 😳 the bi in me cannot handle it I just love her 😭 like was there a certain scene that was just brazen fan service, yes. But did she look gorgeous YES. I'm also kinda excited to see more of Genya his character design is so cool to me. I'm very excited to see what you think when the new season comes out 👀

Also PLEASE write more diabolik lovers!!! Diabolik lovers is one of the only animes I consistently rewatch I just cant help it it's like a guilty pleasure lol. It has so much potential for dark content like idk if it's just me but I love reading about blood/my blood getting drank etc lol so it fits perfectly. I also just love the trope of being forced to live with them and the whole gothic vampire vibes 🖤

I didn't want to send many tiktoks since ik you're probably so busy with the new blog so I'm just gonna include two diabolik lovers ones lol 🥰

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRceDUYr/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRceukvJ/

I'm so excited for the new things you're going to post, I hope you're doing well 😘 -jjk anon

BABY YES HI

First of all I’m so sorry all the shit happened before I could answer your big ask I WAS SO UPSET 😭

OH NO THEY SHOULDNT DO THAT. I mean I pretty much exclusively use tiktok to watch thirst edits of anime hotties BUT STILL I wonder why the gov doesn’t like tiktok???

if they do ban it we’ll have to send each other fan art back and forth 😭😭

YES DEMON SLAYER IM SO EXCITED I’ve been getting so hype about finally seeing Koku baby animated my big big big warrior man 😵‍💫😵‍💫 BRO I SAW SOME LEAKED CLIPS AND PICS IM NOT A MUZAN GIRLIE BUT HE LOOKED V V GOOD and douma is fucking MASSIVE !!! I haven’t read the manga either but one of my besties has and I did make her ( begged 💚 ) to give me all the spoilers which is how I knew about koku in the first place SKKSKSK SO IM EXCITED

YOU LIKE DL TOO ?? YES WE SHARE ONE BRAIN I SWEAR. DL would be a guilty pleasure anime if I possessed even 1 ounce of shame but I do not so I just openly love those slutty slutty vampire men. I must know who your favorites are 🤨🤨 YOU KINDA GIVE SUBARU AND YUMA STAN VIBES but I can also see you being into ayato also THE FORCED DOMESTICATIONNNNN ONE OF MY FAVES WE REALLY DO HAVE ONE BRAIN SKSKSKKSK

THE TIKTOKKKKSSSS OMG YOU SEND ME THE TWO BABIES ??? IM GONNA SCREAM kanato is my little meow meow the urge to be his mommy ( bc his real mom is….. ya know 💀 ) and let him drink from me while I pet his hair is OVERWHELMING and AZUSA SOFT BOY I’m shaking trembling I love those TikToks thank you for the snack babe 💚💚💚

It is kinda hectic trying to transfer everything 😅 BUT I always want to make time for you when I can !!

I have some for you too 🥺🥺

listen… I’m so excited to write that upper moon reverse harem au I’ve been HOLDING ON TO FOR THE LONGEST TIME it’s finally almost time to release these fics and Douma is going to be a MENACE to our poor reader

I SAW THIS AND IMMEDIATELY SAVED IT THINKING OF YOU

I genuinely cannot believe my FAVORITE va was cast as the deadbeat dilf I am going rabid

I WISH I HAD MORE FOR YOU BUT SINCE THE MOVE IVE NOT BEEN ON TIKTOK THAT MUCH

[luckydragon10]

And now my thoughts that I hope will bring you at least some enjoyment

Kinn being seven and joyful and playing with his mark is something somewhat so personal to me and I love how you're describing it.

"Years went by. Kinn learned many lessons." Ways to break my heart with only two sentences, wow.

"Kinn met his father’s eyes, and in them he saw agreement" i just know this motherfucker was "gently nudging" Kinn in the direction of removing his seed and it makes me angry.

So first chapter broke my heart even more on the reread then the first time, good job.

Porsche and his attitude about soulmates hits way harder at the reread too when you know things, and I'm barely stopping myself from tearing up at work, damn Nemi, stop being a good writer.

Does Kinn not knowing that he and Porsche are bonded and not getting why Porsche wants his contacts breaks my heart? Yes it does.

Porsche being like all the angst and then angry at the world because no one told him he's bi somehow made me feel lighter. My precious himbo.

Aaaaa Kinn being like "this guy owes me for the disrespect" and Porsche being like "he owes me for *waves at the whole mess*" makes me so emotional because they never simply be strangers, even now when they want nothing to do with each other they feel like the other is indebted to them, connected even more so then the bondmark says. And then they heard "what do we owe to each other?" And said love and affection and I'm grrd

Oh Porsche rejecting Kinn's hand with the mermaid costume hurt unlike the gay panic™ Kinn had in the show, I am just drowning in angst.

Okay but Kinn regretting giving Porsche away immediately because of how happy Porsche is to be resigned to Tankhun? Delicious.

Okay but friendly Marsh and Porsche interaction my beloved, I can't help, I just like this slutty twink a lot.

The angstification of every soft Kinnporsche moment continues and my heart is breaking. Thanks Nemi once again.

"...or were you planning on knocking and running?” funny motherfucker, I lauged out loud.

Kinn describing Porsche as being the brightest thing in the bar when they're out after Mes mess can be so personal.

""Without looking back at him, Porsche said, “Kinn.” 

Caught by surprise, he asked, “How did you know it was me?” 

Porsche turned his head and put his cheek on his knees to look at Kinn. “Didn’t you know? I can smell rich people.” "" I'm not saying TSOA quote, the one with "I could recognize him by his steps alone" one but I AM saying exactly that.

The angstification of the pier kiss always hits me, it's just such a precious moment to me and you made it hurt and i love it but also whyyyy.

Porsche's would you take me back also hits way harder because now he already has been rejected once even if Kinn didn't knew he was rejecting him and I want to hug my boy very tightly.

"Because I’m stuck in this in-between place that I can’t get away from," this made me feel things and I want to write a poem about it

Shit the after auction handling with drugged Porsche is just so tender but also painful and you can just feel the yearning that Kinn is feeling for this man that he thinks will never be his. I am deceased.

Also you're right it is very funny to imagine that Tankhun actually did give Porsche to Kinn and noone believed him.

Kim first thought being smitten, second paranoid and third smitten again is so in character for him ssksns

"Many people claim that the size of the bondmark is indicative of how many past lives the individuals have shared. "

Okay I need you to know this made me positively crazy, like the first time I skimmed through the facts at the beginnings of the chapters and now I'm throwing a brick at myself because maybe it would prepared me for this. Like I have such a thing™ for Kinnporsche and multiple lifetimes like I wrote so many things abt it and always include it in my fics this made me crazy screaming. Do not mind me.

The more I read the more I really like feel for Kinn who just keeps getting rejected, every kind gesture after kind gesture is met with rejection and he doesn't know why, meanwhile Porsche is panicking and also he's shrugging off touches (his ways of showing affection) therefore he is deprived of them and I am screaming.

"Kinn wanted to overturn the chessboard. He put the pieces back into place." SMASH THAT THING, honestly still can't believe we didn't get any chessboard smashing in s1

I just want you to know that reading Porsche's punishment and the line "You’ve all taken enough from me, you pieces of shit" just after Kimchay interlude where Kim says that he is giving instead of taking with Chay, creates delicious contrast between the two blossoming relationship. Kimchay being sweet and a fair give and take meanwhile KinnPorsche being bitter and Porsche feeling like he's selling off more pieces of his soul away with each day. Delicious angst™

"He thought of how his name sounded when Kinn said it with a soft question mark after it." This makes me want to write a poem too, something like you say my name with a question mark after it, a sweet question, gentle demand of a response. I ache with all the answers I want to give you.

PorscheKhun feels hitting me rn, I love them so much.

"Porsche wasn’t his — couldn’t be his. He would forever be bound to someone else. " the bitter yearning hits again and I want to scream.

Brother bonding between the Kitisawats my beloved.

"Not only that, but Kinn owed Porsche for the juvenile teasing he’d received over the fire-starting attempt, the fruit, and the fishing spear. " again with the owning, I'm screaming.

"Kinn didn’t have it in him to hate Porsche’s soulmate. All he had room to feel was greed." greed also being the reason he kissed him? I'm, Nemi I'm screaming, this is my undoing. This fic is meant for binge-reading and rereading.

". I can have this. I can have at least this much.  " the forest being the time the script flips and instead Porsche feeling like Kinn is taking more things from him and instead into him feeling like he gets to have Kinn is very fitting.

Porsche being a brat after the forest my beloved, like yess, go boi, be joyful and snarky and happy!

Porsche revealing his mark must have been so hurtful for Kinn at the beginning because he thought he was about to see the mark of someone else on Porsche, a proof that he doesn't get to keep him and I'm aching with that.

Tay my beloved, I love how we all agreed that Tay hated Tawan's guts. It's just how it goes.

"Grinning, he reviewed the pic. He looked cute, horny, and very explicitly marked as private property. " the money i would pay to see this pic 🤤🥴

"Porsche: How big do you think it’ll eventually get? ;)" are you asking about the bond mark or Kinn's dick? Because the answers to both is pretty fucking big

"Mine. This wild, bright thing is mine." this line also does funny things to me

I love how you write sex scenes, like just the way you convey the atmosphere and emotions through your wording and how you describe the actions, I'm in awe 💕

Kittisawat's destroying Korn propositioning schemeing plans by being their chaotic selves is something I think we all needed

Also Tankhun, Tankhun my beloved

The bondmark growing on Porsche is something that just destroyed me, it's such a sweet ending!! I loved that idea.

So here comes the end of my reread again, it was a pleasure and by god reading it a second time felt even more angstier somehow and I loved it even more, thank you once again for writing this 💕

O.O Full fic reaction. Posting for posterity so it doesn't languish in my Ask box or accidentally get deleted. (The fic in question: The King's Tree)

I'm not going to respond to all of it, but I want to elaborate on a couple things!

Okay but friendly Marsh and Porsche interaction my beloved, I can't help, I just like this slutty twink a lot.

I wanted to write a "conclusion" for Marsh, with him texting Porsche to take good care of Kinn, but it really didn't fit anywhere. So, just assume that at some point off screen, Marsh sent Porsche this text:

Marsh: gratz on bagging Kinn. if you ever need help keeping up with him, lemme know 🍆😈

I'm not saying TSOA quote, the one with "I could recognize him by his steps alone" one but I AM saying exactly that.

Actually! *holds up a finger* Porsche didn't recognize Kinn by his steps. His bondmark started growing, so he felt that and knew it was Kinn. 😁

The more I read the more I really like feel for Kinn

I'm very, very glad about this, tbh. I have a LOT of empathy for Kinn in this fic. He's hurting so badly and completely cannot figure out what's going on. Yes, he was the cause of his own suffering, but he was never prepared for this, to have his subconscious and conscious minds at complete war with each other.

Also Tankhun, Tankhun my beloved

The hero we needed AND deserved. 💖

😭😭😭

Dom, thank you so much for sharing this reread-reaction with me. This is SUCH a gift to get to see what you gleaned on a second viewing, a rare treat. This isn't something that just happens every day for an author.

Thank you, thank you. I am hugging you and patting your head and giving you delicious cocoa. 😭

[akumanoken]

What made you want to write Souji? When did you decide to make him more canon divergent? Do you miss PMK roleplayers? What’s your favorite part about writing Souji? How did you come up for the idea for Ayato?

Send anons asking things you’ve wondered about my muse, me, or the blog in general! (accepting) @fckin-bubbles-multi

Kasey you're a doll and I love you so much!!!

Firstly I had actually watched Hakuouki and had been on a Shinsengumi binge when I was like "I wanna roleplay a Shinsengumi member but no one in Hakuouki is calling to me... Oh I know Imma watch my fave Shinsengumi anime!!" and so I grabbed my boxset of Peacemaker and after watching it it was like.. he was around the corner, peeking out going "...Hijikata-san??" and it was like "YES I WILL PLAY THIS BOY"

He became canon-divergent (or basically canon what canon??) when all the Shinsengumi rpers started falling away. School, work, family, other interests... one by one they started either moving to new characters or leaving the site completely. I was surrounded by OCs and modern muses, and Souji had to adapt to survive in the changing times. In the 8 or so years I've been roleplaying him he's changed quite a bit, but I'd like to think the core parts that make Souji who is remain (even if he doesn't fight nearly as much as he used to)

Boy oh boy PMK rpers are hard to come by!! Even when I started they were. In fact, for a long time, it was just me and @byakushisakura-rp who did any PMK rp. The rest of my Shinsengumi fandom fam were Hakuouki. They were kind enough to adopt my Souji so he has a lot of history with them. I'm lucky to have @youmatou-kaiken still as a PMK rper (and @peacemaking-gunslinger when Izzy isn't busy with things) but many others have fallen away which makes me sad. It's my hope that Chrono-sensei will finish and then they'll re-do the anime like they did FMAB and then canon Souji will be like MY FAMILY HAS RETURNED!!!

My favorite part about writing Souji?? Oh boy, it's that he's so flexible and complex. He's kind but he can be stern. He's loving but he can be cold. He's violent but he doesn't like to fight. He's bold but he's shy. He's slutty but also pure. He's a walking mass of contradictions which makes writing him in different situations so much fun. He's just... he's very real and human.

Oh boy... Ayato came from a long stint of me not feeling good about my writing, of people losing interest in me (all my head btw) and thinking "what can I do??" I wasn't feeling interested in writing but Souji wanted to be out and about, so I devised a scenario. What if he met someone connected to his mother?? It was only meant to be a friend, a connection he didn't have that would lead to more connections so he would get to know more about his family. As I started working with him, however, Souji and Ayato clearly were becoming attracted to each other, and this was before I even finalized my plans. Ayato was never really meant to be involved with Souji in the way he turned out, but you know what?? Sometimes the best things happen when you're being rebelled against lol. It was clear immediately that they were going to be together and so I was like "fuck it they're a thing now..." God, I remember the backlash from that LOL but I don't regret doing it. And since then I've got quite a few NPCs that I write from time to time. It was an attempt to remind myself that I wasn't writing for others, but for myself.

[sunnyie-eve]

Somebody To Love (Part 20- Falling Of Queen)

(Ben!RogerTaylor)

Words: 2102

Warnings: Language

A/N: Sorry I haven’t been very active with the story. I’ve been busy and everyone.

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London 1982

Felix just had his second birthday and Louisa had her first. Jim asked me to tag along today to an interview the bands was going to for the new album. Which meant I had to get a someone else to watch Felix because my parents were out of the country for a holiday. Lucky my brother Harry and his girlfriend said they would look after him for me today and whenever I need someone in the future.

"Why are you here?" Paul asks as I hope out of the car with Jim. "I told her to come. It's her job to be here too remember. Plus I made Alice my assistant to help co-manage the band." Jim says smiling at me and I follow him inside. "Jim, were you just being serious out there?" I ask as we get closer to the back room with the band. "Yes darling. I feel like you need a better position then just sewing the bands clothes. Now you'll help me keep the band on schedule, help with concert dates and more." He pats my back opening the door for me. "Thank you!" I hug him and Roger rushes over to me.

"Do I look alright? For the press?" He shows off his outfit making me laugh at him. "Umm Where's the tie you had leaving the house... add that then maybe you'll look better." I pat his chest going to sit by Brian and Deaky. "Fred looks like a mess." I sing quietly looking at him talking to Paul. "Probably high once again." Deaky shakes his head as I lean mine on him and throw my legs over Brian's lap. "Look Deaky, Alice is actually giving us attention." Brian says slapping my thighs. "She loves us again." Deaky shouts holding me in his arms. "I've always loved you guys. It's just I've been busy." I sit up and kiss their cheeks. "YOUR MY WIFE! BACK OFF ALICE!" Roger yells sitting on my lap.

"It's time." Jim tells the band and we all leave the room. "Please tell me you're going to take off those sunglasses." I look at Roger as I fix his outfit one more time. "Love you." He kisses me before following the guys out. "Alice dear, you can stand next to me." Jim motions for me to follow him. When the questions started it was all Freddie, Freddie, Freddie... with unnecessary questions that had nothing to do with the album. Brian looked at me and Jim and we just had the same look as him.

"I don't know, I haven't figured out love yet." Fred says to one of the reporter. "But it implies something else, Freddie." The same reporter says. "That might be a better question for Rog." Fred says looking at Roger. "Watch it." Roger says taking a drag of his cigarette then turns his head towards me. I cross my arms then pop my neck looking back at the press. They still go on and only ask Freddie questions about himself and not the band. Brian tries to get them to ask about the album but no one listens. It jus gets more louder and Fred snaps right back. I could tell he was going to crack at any second and then bam! He stands up starting to yell. "Okay, Thank you. Time is up." Jim says and the guys start to walk back. Roger walks over to me and takes my hand into his. "Fuck Freddie." He says as we try to walk throw the crowd.

"Roger, Alice is your marriage working? What was Fred saying about asking you?!" A reporter asks us making more follow us now. "No questions." Rog says pulling me closer to him. "Is that a no then? Are you cheating on your wife?" Another asks and Jim, Brian, and Deaky rush over to us. "We're perfectly fine." He says trying not to break like Fred did. "No more, questions. The press conference is over now." Brian says holding me close to him since Roger passed me to Brian to get in the car.

When we get in the car Roger starts to cruse up a store and I try to calm him down. "Rog, baby breath." I hold his hands and he glares at Freddie in front of him, "You started it." He points his finger at him and he just laughs at Roger. "Darling, I don't know what you're talking about." Roger's face starts to turn red. "Roger, Quit it please." I make him look at me and he just looks at me the whole ride trying to ignore Freddie and Paul.

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"Oh my god, look at you!" I clap my hands at Freddie and he poses for me. I just arrived to the set for I Want To Break Free music video. "Where's Roger?" I ask and I see Brian walk towards me and I start to crack up. "How the hell did they get all those rollers in your hair?" I look at his hair and Deaky then joins us making me die more. "Just wait till you see your husband." He says and points towards the door he came out of and I quickly walk towards the door.

I open it to see Roger in his drag outfit of a school girl and I crack up making him get embarrassed. "Look at you!" I clap my hands and he stops me, "Stop, I'm embarrassed like this." He says making me giggle, "Why? You're bloody hot!" I give him a small kiss and he whines, "Stop!" He lets go of my hands and goes to join the boys. "Babe, you don't need to be embarrassed." I say wrapping my arms around his waist and he slaps my hands. "You know, I'd rather see you in this." He whispers turning around kissing me. "Nah, I prefer you in it." I wink going to go sit and watch them record.

Once they were done filming the music video one of the dancers took pictures of Roger, Brian, and Deaky on the couch. "Brilliant. Can I get up now?" Roger asks laying on his back across Deaky and I smile at them. "What is happening?" Roger asks as Deaky keeps him in place. "No, you can't." Deaky says and Brian joins in, "I wanna be in it." I shake my head walking up to them. "Get off me!" Deaky yells as Brian gets in him. "You are grown men acting like this." I laugh and Roger reaches for my hand pulling into the beg mess.

"Come on, guys! You gotta get out of this and back into normal clothes." I laugh trying to get up as they hold me down. "Ugh Fine." The all getting up going to their chairs and I follow Roger. "You know, I'm happy that you went with my idea I gave you because you pulled it off." I say taking off his makeup and wig. "You fine me attractive in this still?" He laughs and I nod my head. "I told you earlier didn't I." I kiss him and he holds me by my waist. "Now, have fun getting out of those tights baby." I wink at him while he leaves to go change.

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"So why exactly is Fred calling everyone to meet up and again why do I have to come too?" I ask Roger as we go to see Freddie. "I don't know, he said he had something to tell us. And I drag you along because you're not only my wife but also part of the band too." He holds my hands as we park the car and the other two show up too.

"He'll be right out." Paul says walking into the room and we all take a seat and I sit on the same sofa as Deaky. Freddie walks into the room and is quite for a few minutes before speaking. "MTV banned our video. The youth of America. We helped give birth to MTV." He says turning to face us. "It's America. They're Puritans in public, perverts in private." Brian tells him and he shakes his head. "I'm never tour in the U.S again. And I'm the one being blamed for it. Not you, dear... whose idea, I believe, it was to dress up in drag. Not you... Not even you, who wrote the bloody song." Fred points at each member.

Freddie continue to say what everyone was calling him and that's he's tired of touring, which made all of us look at him. "Well I need a break." He says before going on, "I'm sick of it." He says not looking at us. "What are you saying, Freddie?" Deaky asks him and he stays quiet for some quite of time. "I've signed a deal with CBS Records." He says with his back still facing us and we all react differently. "You've done what?" Roger sits up all the way. "Without telling us?" Brian asks turning around. "What kind of deal?" Deaky asks.

"Look, I'm not saying we won't record or ever tour again. Queen will go on. But I need to do something different." He goes on and I was screaming on the inside not listening to him anymore. "A solo album?" Brian asks and Paul speaks up, "Two, actually. Back to back." I see Roger getting mad, "Another word out of you and I'll throw you out the bloody window. " Paul just looks away. "But that's years, Freddie. I mean... that will take years." Deaky sits up. "I don't believe this... how much?" Roger asks him and he does answer him. "What did they pay you?" He asks again and no answer. "I want to know how much they paid..." Fred cuts Roger off. "4 million!" He yells at him. "That's more than any Queen deal." I say shaking my head.

"Fred, we're a family." Brian says making Fred snap. "No, we're not! We're not a family! You've got families, children, wives. What do I got?" Fred shouts. "You've got 4 million dollars. Perhaps you can buy yourself a family." Deaky says. "I won't compromise my vision any longer." He says and Roger gets pissed again, "Compromise? Are you joking? You were working at Heathrow before we gave you a chance." Fred spins around very quickly, "And without me... you'd be a dentist... drumming 12/8 time blues at the weekend at the Crown and Anchor. You wouldn't even have your wife if it wasn't for me." He says then turns to Brian and I start to get mad.

"And you. Well you would be Dr. Brian May... author of a fascinating dissertation on the cosmos... that no one ever reads. And Deaky... for the life of me... nothing comes to mind." He tells the other two. "I studied electrical engineering. Does that meet your standards?" He lets him know. "Perfect." He laughs. "Dear Alice, you would probably have such a better life then being stuck with this band and your messed up husband. You just turned into one of his little fuck toys to play with your dumb heart. You stupid little slutty girl. " He smiles at me and Paul chuckles.Roger was about to grab him but I put a finger up to stop him, "Fred, Why didn't you just take the offer when Reid told you years ago? You basically fired him for no reason because he was just doing what someone else told him to do. Also Darling, I'm not the toy here anymore... You are one now. " I spit at him clearly pissed off with him and he stays quiet and begins to leave the room.

"You just killed Queen." Roger tells him. "Oh, give it a kiss one day. She might wake up." He says. "You need us, Freddie. More then you know." Brian tells him. "I don't need anyone." He says leave us and Paul gets up to follow him. "Told you." He whispers to me and I flip him off, "Fuck you."

"You said something about an offer in the past?" Roger asks me as I run my hand through my hair. "Yes, that's why Fred fired Reid. Paul talked Reid into telling Fred about a solo deal back then." I say looking at the floor. "And you didn't tell us?" He raises his voice at me. "Don't raise your fucking voice at me! I told you I didn't trust Paul and that he was up to something! BUT NO, you told me that I was stressed out with the baby!" I yell at him standing up to face him.

[ree-duh]

I just watched After™ and it was bad so here's a run through so no one else has to suffer:

Okay so it opens with the main girl tessa going to her new college dorm with her mom and Noah. Noah is her boyfriend but they look related so the opening is a little weird when they kiss without introduction

They get to the dorm and see the bad girl™ that is gonna be her roommate. The girl is fine and friendly but the mom is pissed cause she doesn't want her precious girl to be corrupted by the slutty bad girls at the college and I say slutty cause in the books that's what Tessa says all the time

Tessa dresses like a Mormon on her first day of class,,, like literally girl wore the shit Bella was supposed to wear when she first met the Cullens,,, like a long ass skirt for no reason

Now we're getting into meeting the one D boys so here's a handy little screenshot to show the corresponding characters

On her first day tessa the dork ass loser shows up hella early to the class and meets Landon Liam and they become friends I guess but like this movie has like no development so we don't really see them becoming friends

An important thing to note is that Landon is black okay that's important because this movie had the audacity to pull a spiderman homecoming

Okay moving on tessa gets peer pressured into going to a party to like hang out with her roommates friends

Here we meet Hardin or otherwise known as the biggest asshole you'll ever see, molly who will be a slutty romantic rival for tessa the pure virgin and Zed

Zed is white in this??? Or atleast I think he is??? and I have no idea why??? Also he wears really slutty clothes and it's a weird detail

They play truth or dare and the find out tessa is a virgin and then she's dared to kiss hardin and it's all weird and stilted and bad because Hardin looks and talks like a serial killer

The next day Hardin shows up in tessas class and gives bad hot takes about how Elizabeth in pride and prejudice was throwing herself at darcy because she wants something interesting to happen in her boring life and it's all just a thinly veiled metaphor for him and tessa

Tessa finds out landons mom is engaged to Hardins dad and that Hardin is mad about it

Tessa gets talked into going to the middle of the woods with Hardin and it's so creepy like,,,, he's genuinely scary so I didn't want him taking her to a secluded location bUT it turns out it's a lake and it's his spot™

Dude just strips and dives into the lake and talks tessa into doing it too but she wears his shirt over her underwear so she's modest or whatever

Then they are about to leave and homeboy like,,, starts moving his hand down her stomach and it's uncountable beCAUSE you remember tessa HAS A BOYFRIEND

After getting dressed they go to a bar and Zed and molly meet up with them and it's all awkward cause Hardin basically tells her to leave and THEN TELLS HER HE DOESNT DATE EVEN THO WE KNOW SOMETHING IS UP

Fast forward because this movie is boring Noah visits tessa and he's sleeping in her dorm with her until tessa gets a call from Landon saying he needs help,,,

So she leaves her sleeping boyfriend to help ,,, and what was it he needed help with you ask??? Well Hardin got drunk which was something he said he doesn't do due to his tragic past and he's like just wreckin shit in his house

Him and Tessa end up doing stuff but don't go all the way but it's still like waaaay more than anything she did with her boyfriend,,, you know the one she ditched in the middle of the night,,, well he sees her the next morning and like leaves her because he deserves better honestly

Imma skip some stuff cause it's just boring ass montages

So you know how I said Landon was important well,,, his mom and hardins dads wedding reception is going on and Hardin invites Tessa

So this reception is going on and we finally meet landons mom and like,,, she's white and I just didn't see that coming and I don't know why it's just like in homecoming except this bit is worthless

Hardins dad tells Tessa about some publication place that'd be interested in working with her

Oh and Hardin says this bit about how his dad used to be a drunk piece of shit and Tessa was like but at least he's trying and Hardin is like but that doesn't mean I should forget that he wronged me and it's like hmmmmm,,,, let's put a pin in it

After that whole thing they're both comfortable with each other but then Tessas mom just busts in on Tessa and Hardin making out in her dorm and it's like,,,, how did you get in there???

And she tells Tessa to leave that bad boy™ or else she'll be cut off,,,

So tessas homeless now,,, but don't worry out bad boy got them an apartment that both of them will live in and for a moment it's all fun and games and tessa even feels comfortable enough to sleep with him

BUT THEN

Hardin starts acting shady and he like starts avoiding her and she thinks he's cheating on her with molly cause he was texting her about telling Tessa something

So Tessa being Tessa she tries finding out what's going on and she finds molly and it all comes out because turns out Hardin

DUN DUN DUUUUUUU

Only persuade Tessa original as part of a dare to prove he could take her virginity

In the books he keeps the sheets that they did it on and the c*nd*m as proof and in the books Zed was supposed to be part of the dare too but legit he got no screen time so they could really do that in this

Tessa runs out and she goes back home to tell her mom she was right and to apologise to Noah and then she goes to get a job at a publishing place or smthn

On the final assignment for her Lit class the teacher gives her Hardins assignment and is like uhh I think this was meant for you and it's like,,,??? You can't just do that???? And it turns out to be like a love letter to Tessa and it's all awful cause he's a terrible person

[heartsoftruth]

it's not a montage, woman always gets the blame. Ney is a player, ppl from Brazil who follow this chick say he responded to her stories before. His friend Jota followed, but when drama started quickly unfollowed yesterday so they would all distance from her. Ney didn't follow Adenacia but followed her yesterday when she posted defending him. it's clear they're just quickly covering up their shit cuz they're caught. not the first time he chats up trashy models and few in the past have exposed him

I don’t know if you read my replies to other asks, but no where I blamed her for anything nor did I say it was a montage. ;) All I said was: “If it’s a montage or not we do not know 100%, but I’m sure we all have our opinions about it. One would say it’s real and others would say it isn’t. “

And indeed I know Jo followed her. 

Anonymous said:Brumar has been weird lately every since she (Bruna) posted them damn socks

True, but she is acting or having rehearsal in Brazil for Shakespeare or something… 

Anonymous said:Did you see Neyma’s friend Jota pics and snaps from that yacht party? These boys are all living it up large :)) lol and then ppl are surprised when Ney chats up this slutty models.. it’s all he and his friends are surrounded with…

That was from a few days ago huh? I can’t remember the girls, maybe they were just chilling, having fun. I dont know why they are labelled as slutty all of a sudden just because Jo is on the same boat. They probably dont even know hes bff’s with Ney.. 

Anonymous said:[1/3] I have been following Neymar since 2013 Confederations Cup so I lived through Brumar’s ups and downs. Stuff like what just happened with that Kristy girl pops up every few weeks since the very beginning and unfortunately he seems drawn to this kind of girls (huge ass, big boobs, heavy makeup). Even through he post comments like that under his mom’s/sister’s pictures I find his behaviour unacceptable. He is in a relationship and this is disrespectful to Bruna.Anonymous said:[2/3] I know you and 99% of your anons are team ‘he deserves better than her’ but honestly, he is not this perfect boyfriend you imagine him to be and sometimes I think it’s other way around. When they were previously together it almost looked like he needed her only to keep his bed warm at night, he always picked his friends over her, he took her for granted. No wonder she felt neglected and broke up with him.Anonymous said:[3/3] I really thought he has changed, deleting all this shady girls from his Insta, making an effort of actually spending some quality time alone with Bruna but I guess it is still the same old Neymar. Don’t get me wrong, I love that guy, and I know his heart is in the right place, but unfortunately he tends to think with his dick. I just really feel bad for Bruna (or any other girl he might date) because nobody deserves to live with a constant fear of being cheated on. ~J

I’m not on team 'he deserves better than her’ nor did I ever say that. I’m on team I dont believe in going back to your ex for the 82937 time, because the problems from the past will 100% hunt you down again. As we saw a couple days ago with this new rumor. I know during the last times cheating was also a major subject for the tabloids and their relationship. 

I think he did a better job this time. Like you said deleting people from insta, having her over really often, spending time together. But right now they look weird and off.. Maybe after Sunday we will see them together again in a hurry, but I htougt it was weird that she stayed away for so long, then went for a vacay in NYC and then only stayed for a couple in BCN while he also had an away match. I would say shorten your vacay. 

I think he also tried to spend less time with his friends and more quality time with her. 100%. Of course they’re in Barcelona now and have been for a while (Cris), but with the Copa final coming up I didnt expect something different. and im sure after Sunday they will go on a vacay together. But that has been the case since years. 

I also said in the past staying with Ney must be tough bc his friends surround him 24/7, but Gil moved already. Im sure Jo could stay with him a little while Bru is there, but a the end of the season he has all his friends over always. I mean you also dont wanna break a tradition of your bf… 

And if he really did send that lemme say one thing - and I said that in Dutch even before it all blew up - I would chop that dick offfff xD OFFF. It fucking shady to send that shit. 

Anonymous said:LMFAO funny how Brumars report EVERY little detail of bruna’s social media activity but skipped the part of her liking a pic of marlon(on vogue Brazil’s page)😂😂 I have no issue with her liking pictures of her ex tbh but Brumars CLEARLY have issues with this. If not, why not post it like her other 5466568 likes daily 🤔btw this isn’t the first time of her liking his pic either because they still follow each other but Brumars choose to skip this detail 😂

oh, huh? I didnt know she still liked his pics, bc like you said they dont post that… Hmmm… Interesting... Or weird... Hmm. 

Indeed imagine Ney liking pics of one of his old flings, They would dieeeeee, but with the Ta Gata gate maybe that was her way shady thing to do? 

[lickthemagaindeacy]

Yes yes yes YESSSS!!

Everything said in this post is part of why I am so on the fence about BoRhap anymore. The writing is... Kinda not good. I love the cast, I love the performance, the editing and the cinematography are great. But the writing was terrible. They made Brian seem like some saint (and though I love him dearly, he has done some pretty shitty things in the past). They didn't even mention a thing about how the Red Special came to be, which is really important when it comes to Queen's legacy. They completely glossed over some things that show how truly brilliant Deacy is. The homemade amp that basically created the sound needed for so much of what created, ESPECIALLY on A Night At The Opera, which Brian still owns and uses to this day. How young Deacy was when he joined the band but was already an impressively good musician. In fact, they downright insulted and degraded him on more than one occasion ("If you were any more dull you'd be Deacy!" "And Deacy, for the life of me, nothing comes to mind.") But most of all I hate how they portrayed their relationships. "Oh we're family but we're not gonna act like one!" What about Freddie getting fired up when Trident wouldn't loan Deacy money for a house for his growing family? What about the boys being worried about Brian, hospitalized with hepatitis? How they all played and messed around with each other (sitting on each other, hanging off each other, the videos they made in Japan, "my best pair of maracas!" "I've lost my shoe!"). Obviously I know they can't incorporate all of this into the movie, but they could have done a lot better job making the story seem more like these things were plausible.

They made them seem exactly like the stereotypes that we as fans try to get out of people's heads. Roger's not just a dumb, slutty hothead. He is intelligent, immensely talented, witty, a loving father, a hard worker. Brian is a good person and super smart, but he isn't a saint. He is also rather sensitive, which I think he hides behind his ego, and has struggled with his mental health. Deacy is just as important as the other three, he did SO much more than just stand there with a bass in his hands, he is definitely NOT dull. He also wrote more than 3 songs. And Freddie was a gentle, sensitive, loving man who put on a persona of aloofness. The man on stage was a character. Yes he threw extravagant parties. Yes he did some questionable things. They all did. They're rockstars. He did not abandon the band. He loved each of the other three fiercely. His illness was not his fault. And for the love of God, Queen was a band made of four equally important and talented artists with four different lives and four different strong personalities, and all four of them contributed and made decisions.

Edit: also I do love the fact that this movie has brought more and more people into the land where there are horses born with eagle wings and honeybees have lost their stings and dragons fly like sparrows through the air and rivers run with wine so clear... Welcome to the Queen fandom, luvvies.

Hey could you provide me with the inaccuracies of roger in boho Rhap

Okay, let’s start of by saying the way they written Roger in Bo Rhap is very much a one-dimensional, cliché-ridden version of real Roger. Sure, not everything in Bo Rhap is unrealistic, but in real life it’s only a small part of his character, not his whole character.

Warning: LONG post incoming. I’ve bolded the parts that are most important.

Okay, the biggest problem I have with Bo Rhap’s Roger is pretty much right at the beginning of the film: the rude remark ‘Roger’ makes about Freddie’s teeth. Roger would have NEVER said that, under no circumstance. And that signifies the Roger/Freddie relationship in the film as well, which is far from reality. Roger totally adored Freddie and they were best friends, even if Roger wasn’t entirely convinced of Freddie’s singing talent right from the start (people have to consider though that Smile already had a singer, which at that point was better than Freddie, so there was little reason to put Freddie in the band at that point anyway). In fact, they glanced over Roger’s protectiveness, loyalty and generosity towards his friends overall.

The second part is when they have ‘Roger’ say he has something better to do on his Saturdays. Again, this is completely not like Roger. Out of all band members, Roger was the most driven to become a famous musician, with emphasis on musician. Roger’s whole life revolves around it! He was the one the first launch a solo career, the only one to launch a side project and on top of that also did production work! In fact, in the early days, he was the first one to drop everything for a recording session! That doesn’t mean he never slacked off, but it isn’t his general character at all. Also, he and Brian practically ran the whole press side of Queen by themselves 1978 onwards. Not for nothing Roger described himself as ‘the girl for everything’ in an interview once. By cutting out that side of his character they’ve already accomplished to make him one-dimensional, but there is more.

The way they’ve written his womanising is another thing that bothers me. Sure, Roger is far from innocent on this, but he’s nowhere near as sleazy as his film counterpart. Chatting up his best friend’s teenage sister? WTF? He also certainly didn’t go around with a girl on each arm. Let alone he was nearly as disrespectful towards his girlfriend (which somehow was turned into a wife even though Roger hated the thought of marriage). Sure, even when he was already with Dominique, he got up to some things on tour, but everyone did. It didn’t mean you didn’t value your relationship off-tour. Roger maybe more than the John and Brian, but no 70s rockstar was a saint when it came to touring. And while Roger had his fair share of it, he didn’t run around with a girl on his arm every night either. I’m pretty sure that wasn’t even the case when he was single.

Then there’s the ‘who even is Galileo’. Sure they’ve established in the film they were all educated, but that no effect when you just tell that and than the rest of the film make Roger act like a complete donkey. Roger is an intelligent, well-read guy who by all accounts took a keen interest in politics wherever they went. Sure he isn’t as book smart as Brian, but who is? I feel like as a way to counteract the other characters they’ve severely dumbed down Roger’s character and that is always a sign of bad writing. People might claim this is ‘just a joke’, but in a film with so little time for characterisation of characters, putting in a joke that isn’t even reflective of Roger’s character is simply annoying. At least the car jokes had an accurate context.

Then another thing: Roger hugging Freddie cuz he can’t go partying with him cuz of his wife and kids. Excuse me? Sure, Roger defo had the give up some parties for his commitments to his family, but Roger still went out partying whenever they could. In fact, the whole Munich period (which happened AFTER all of them had families) was the wildest for the whole band. With emphasis on whole. John and Brian had their fair share of it as well. Again, the counteract problem. Freddie partying harder than the others didn’t mean the others didn’t party hard as well. (although the others mostly limited it to alcohol instead of drugs). Certainly not Roger.

Another point: who the hell decided on that look for Roger? Not only are his wardrobe choices questionable and look like he robbed the Primark, Roger was the first to ditch the stereotypical rockstar look of long hair. Roger was always very trend-savvy (especially when it came to music!) and that was one of his strengths within the band context.

Also, by turning Roger into such a cliche rockstar they managed to miss the point of how down to earth Roger actually is. The best example of this is when Roger formed The Cross: not only did he form a group with unknown musicians instead of calling up his many friends, he also saw himself just a part of the group and not Roger and his backing band. Roger even wanted to travel with the band in their bus instead of taking his Bentley, like everyone expected him to!

Last thing I can thing of right now is the Roger’s humour. Roger has a very keen sense of humour that not everyone always gets cuz they take the things he says too seriously. Considering it’s one of his defining traits it is sorely missed in the film.

I hope this makes sense to you!

[unpopular-cryptid]

Don't Tell Women To Be Ladylike. Don't Tell Men To Be Manly. Some Of Us Don't Like It.

During bus ride

Me: *little burp*

Woman beside me: Dear aren't you going to say excuse me? It's only lady like you know.

Me: Of course, excuse me.

Like five minutes later...

Me: *hiccups*

Woman: You know, men find that very unattractive and immature.

Me: Excuse me.

I felt very bad about myself at this point. I couldn't quietly hiccup without being reprimanded by this woman who must have been in her late thirties.

About three minutes passed. I yawned and leaned my head against the window, as it was cool.

Woman: Dear, your posture-

Me: *sits up*

Her: Maybe cover your mouth when you yawn?

Man in front of us: Maybe cover your mouth when you have something judgemental to say?

Now at this point I believe the three men sitting behind us were also well aware of the words this woman was saying, and what did they do?

They started burping.

They started laughing about it.

One of them yawned loudly. Another stretched out in his seat.

The woman. Didn't say. Anything.

Apparently it's okay for men to do that? But not women?

The man in front of us didn't think so.

"Show some respect boys. If this woman can't burp then neither can you."

I know that hadn't been the intention of the men but they stopped anyways.

Eventually the woman stopped pointing out everything I should change, and got off the bus.

What made me happy is when the three men went to get off a few stops later, each had their own piece to say.

"Don't feel self conscious about your hiccups. They're cute."

"Give me a high five cuz that burp was a straight ten outta ten!"

"No offense but you look like a lion when you yawn. It's rad."

I was smiling and I thanked each of them (even the one who said I looked like a lion).

Eventually it was my stop and I stood to leave.

Four girls, sporting piercings, tattoos, and pitch black hair stood up.

"Don't let that lady get to you."

"You're fine just the way you are."

"If I had a dollar for every inappropriate comment that lady made, I'd buy us all a coffee."

"She's sat next to us before. We know what you're going through."

As I began to leave, the man who had told her to keep her opinions to herself also had something to say.

"It's not right for anyone to try to change you, simply just because you don't meet their expectations. It goes for men and women. You be who want to be. Don't let the world change you in any way."

And he's right.

No one has the right to tell you that you shouldn't wear that shade of pink. No one has the right to tell you who to love. No one. Including you. You cannot tell others what to wear, what to say, when to say it. You want to wear a crop top? Fuckin rock that crop top. Wanna wear a pink shirt guys? Fucking do it. Hey guys, afraid to wear makeup cuz it isn't "manly"? That shade of lipstick and that eyeliner? It looks amazing on you. Yo women! Afraid to go out because you think people will call your dress slutty? Don't be. It's beautiful. Got some flab on your stomach? So what. Your shape is yours and yours alone. Afraid women won't go for you because you aren't six foot, not muscular, and your eyes aren't "pretty"? You're right. You're eyes aren't pretty. You aren't muscular. You aren't six foot.

You are a beautiful human being (or unicorn. I'm not assuming here).

Your eyes? They are fucking beautiful and don't you dare argue.

Degrading women is wrong.

Degrading men is wrong.

Degrading anything and anyone, is wrong.

If someone calls you a bitch or a fag, you can fight back. But don't degrade them as a person.

Don't yell "I'm not a fag! You're an asshole! You're a terrible person!"

Yell "I'm whatever the hell I want to be!"

We could all change the world if we just treated each other equally. There are so many people who want to make a change, but we aren't doing it. We have to people. No one else will change the world. Not without us.

My grandfather once told me that I am not the rock, I do not change the flow. I am simply the water. I go where the rocks lead me.

Well guess what. I found out in third grade that

Water. Shapes. The. Rock.

It's called erosion Grandpa.

If someone is gay, or lesbian, don't taunt them about it.

They're happy. Let them be happy.

Don't tell bisexuals that they're confused, or "need to pick one".

How about I walk up to you, straight male, and tell you to start loving men because hey, "I'm not saying being straight is wrong, I'm just saying I wouldn't do it."

How about I walk up to you, straight woman, and tell you to start loving women. Some of you say so much shit about men anyways, so why do you prefer them?

If you're going to make a point, do it respectfully.

And I admit, some people make that super difficult. But not impossible. You can do it. Or you can ignore it. But bullying, inappropriate jokes, those you don't ignore. If someone calls you an idiot at your workplace, don't encourage them by responding. They've clearly proved who the real idiot is already.

Boys. Rape is wrong. You know this. If she says no, she means no. My dog understands the word no. You should too.

Women, same for you. Don't hit men. Don't force them to do something they don't want to. Don't act innocent, there are those of you who do, and you justify it by saying you are a woman. Well no.

Abuse is not okay, not for anyone.

"I was drunk, I didn't mean it."

I guess that means you shouldn't be getting drunk.

"Oh well I mean she shouldn't have worn that."

Stop. That isn't an excuse. If men can't control themselves around women then they shouldn't be running countries.

"Don't forget who gave you the right to vote!"

Don't forget who actually had to fight for that right.

"Respect women! You can't repopulate the world otherwise!"

Men are smart too. They would find a way.

Equality. Is. Important.

No one can justify abuse. No one can justify shaming someone over their sexuality, skin colour, ideas, disabilities, or being.

Just don't.

Be nice.

Make the world better.

Grace the world with your beauty.

Be happy.

I know if we all do this, we can make the world better.

I believe in that.