#carol maclaine

[annelise-draws]

Realistically she'd probably chug wine from the bottle, but I thought an entire glass was funnier.

[michaeltillotson]

Be angry and sad together.

[mossymeep]

if you think this song is about you, it is

[jathis]

For the story meme, 38

38. Soak

She watched as her big sister slowly dipped her bruised and bloodied feet into the bucket of warm water and epsom salt. “We need to find you shoes that fit your feet better, Thomas. These ones are going to end up crippling you.”

Thomas made a faint noise, the epsom salt soak immediately soothing the throbbing pain she had forced herself to endure for the past several hours. She glanced over at the pair of offending red heels, sighing to herself as she leaned back in her chair. “G likes these ones…” she finally said.

Carol just sighed, forced to nod her head in agreement. “Yeah…he does.”

[oliviascully]

Just watched The Children’s Hour (1961) for the first time and well. I didn’t expect to spend my Sunday night weeping.

[mthguy]

What becomes a Legend most?

Sammy and Liza, Audrey, Ann, Shirley, Carol, and Julie ... Fabulous!

[hotvintagepoll]

I make these posts every once in a while but I think it's worth mentioning again that if you're interested in trying out old movies, a good option is to always see if your library includes any streaming service options you can access using your library account. Using library-supported streaming services is great because 1) supporting the library's programs means the library keeps getting funded 2) it's literally as easy as any paid-for streaming service 3) old movies are fun. I have access to Kanopy and Hoopla through my library, and here's a small sampling of what's available on them right now to stream for free:

Kanopy

Seven Samurai (Toshiro Mifune)

Body and Soul (Paul Robeson)

My Man Godfrey (Carole Lombard, William Powell)

Barbarella (Jane Fonda)

Tokyo Story (Setsuko Hara)

Nosferatu (Max Schreck)

Cabinet of Dr. Caligari (Conrad Veidt)

Charade (Cary Grant, Audrey Hepburn)

The Apartment (Jack Lemmon, Shirley Maclaine)

Wuthering Heights (Laurence Olivier, Merle Oberon)

Rashomon (Toshiro Mifune again)

Metropolis (Brigitte Helm)

Umbrellas of Cherbourg (Catherine Deneuve)

Hoopla

The Court Jester (Danny Kaye, Glynis Johns, Basil Rathbone, Angela Lansbury)

Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (Dick Van Dyke, Sally Ann Howes)

Sunset Boulevard (Gloria Swanson)

A Place in the Sun (Montgomery Clift, Elizabeth Taylor)

Moby Dick (Gregory Peck)

Hud (Paul Newman)

War and Peace (Audrey Hepburn, Henry Fonda)

Wings (Clara Bow)

I haven't seen all of these movies, so don't consider these recs, but this is a great cross section of genres, hotties, and well-known films if you're looking for a place to start. Use your library! It's fucking free!

[forsapphics]

Carol (2015) — dir. Todd Haynes // Snapshots (2018) — dir. Melanie Mayron // Lez Bomb (2018) — dir. Jenna Laurenzo // Let It Snow (2019) — dir. Luke Snellin // Season of Love (2019) — dir. Christin Baker // City of Trees (2019) — dir. Alexandra Swarens // A New York Christmas Wedding (2020) — dir. Otoja Abit // Happiest Season (2020) — dir. Clea DuVall // The Christmas Lottery (2020) — dir. Tamika Miller // Every Time a Bell Rings (2021) — dir. Maclain Nelson // Christmas at the Ranch (2021) — dir. Christin Baker // Under the Christmas Tree (2021) — dir. Lisa Rose Snow // Looking for Her (2022) — dir. Alexandra Swarens // Friends & Family Christmas (2023) — dir. Anne Wheeler

[60sloveletter]

10 classic films for beginners

Which hopefully aren’t too basic

Vivacious woman

Summary - College town life gets turned upside down after a button-down botany professor secretly weds a sizzling nightclub singer.

Notes: Jimmy Stewart and Ginger Rogers have incredible chemistry, definitely worth a watch if you love rom-coms!!

Don’t bother to knock

Summary - An airline pilot pursues a live-in babysitter at his hotel and gradually realizes she is not as stable as perhaps she should be.

Notes: one of my favourite Marilyn Monroe performances. This is a one of a kind performance in her catalogue and well worth the watch

The Hitch Hiker

Summary: Roy and Gilbert's fishing trip takes a terrifying turn when the hitchhiker they pick up turns out to be a sociopath on the run from the law. He's killed before, and he lets the two know that as soon as they're no longer useful, he'll kill again. The two friends plot an escape, but the hitchhiker's peculiar physical affliction, an eye that never closes even when he sleeps, makes it impossible for them to tell when they can make a break for it.

Notes: a female directed thriller, the suspense of this story is enough to keep you entertained for the whole run time

Repulsion

Summary: Beautiful young manicurist Carole suffers from androphobia (the pathological fear of interaction with men). When her sister and roommate, Helen, leaves their London flat to go on an Italian holiday with her married boyfriend, Carole withdraws into her apartment. She begins to experience frightful hallucinations, her fear gradually mutating into madness.

Notes: Roman Polanskis first film on English, it really shines in both direction and the performance from Catherine Deneuve

The red shoes

Summary: In this classic drama, Vicky Page is an aspiring ballerina torn between her dedication to dance and her desire to love. While her imperious instructor, Boris Lermontov, urges to her to forget anything but ballet, Vicky begins to fall for the charming young composer Julian Craster.

Eventually Vicky, under great emotional stress, must choose to pursue either her art or her romance, a decision that carries serious consequences.

Notes: the technicolour in this movie really shines against the ballet sequences, if you love ballet, a tortured artist or just some beautiful cinematography, give this a watch.

Roman holiday

Summary: Overwhelmed by her suffocating schedule, touring European princess Ann takes off for a night while in Rome. When a sedative she took from her doctor kicks in, however, she falls asleep on a park bench and is found by an American reporter, Joe Bradley, who takes her back to his apartment for safety. At work the next morning, Joe finds out Ann's regal identity and bets his editor he can get exclusive interview with her, but romance soon gets in the way.

Notes: if you’re looking for a movie that feels like a warm hug, try this. Romantic and a gorgeous Gregory Peck, what more do you need

Angel face

Summary: Ambulance driver Frank Jessup is ensnared in the schemes of the sensuous but dangerous Diane Tremayne.

Notes: An almost predictable noir, it’s highly enjoyable seeing Jean Simmons in this type of role

The children’s hour

Summary: A private all-girls boarding school is scandalized when one spiteful student accuses the two young women who run it of having a romantic relationship.

Notes: Audrey Hepburn and Shirley MacLaine add such emotion to this story, making anyone enthralled by the tragic story

The shop around the corner

Summary: Two employees at a gift shop can barely stand one another, without realising that they are falling in love through the post as each other's anonymous pen pal.

Notes: Jimmy Stewart is so charming in this, an amazing watch around the holiday season

Bonnie and Clyde

Summary: In the 1930s, bored waitress Bonnie Parker falls in love with an ex-con named Clyde Barrow and together they start a violent crime spree through the country, stealing cars and robbing banks.

Notes: Faye Dunaways outfits are enough to make you watch this, her berets really brought the trend to life again

[annelise-draws]

RIP to the MacLaines, you two would have loved TikTok. Reference.

[cressida-jayoungr]

Coeli's Picks: Fantasy and Sci-Fi, part 2

(Multiple movies listed left to right.)

One Dress a Day Challenge

The Fall (2006) / Justine Waddell as Sister Evelyn

Cobra Woman (1944) / Maria Montez as Tollea/Naja

"Rather a contrast to the slinky green gown, eh?" (See third image.)

The Secret of Moonacre (2008) / Dakota Blue Richards as Maria Merryweather

Star Trek V: The Final Frontier (1989) / Cynthia Gouw as Caithlin Dar

Thor (2011) / Rene Russo as Frigga

"I adore the sculptural quality of the cloak."

The Thief of Baghdad (1940) / June Duprez as the Princess

Return to Oz (1985) / Emma Ridley as Princess Ozma

Forbidden Planet (1956) / Anne Francis as Altaira

One Million B.C. (1940) / Carole Landis as Loana

What a Way to Go! (1964) / Shirley MacLaine as Louisa May Foster

"This isn't, strictly speaking, fantasy or SF but it's certainly not realism!"

[broadwaydivastournament]

MOVIE MUSICAL DIVAS TOURNAMENT: ROUND 1 MASTERPOST

One-hundred Divas go in, only fifty come out.

All Polls Here

Completed:

Judy Garland vs. Liza Minnelli Asha Bhosle vs. Betty Garrett Jessica Harper vs. Patricia Quinn Lena Horne vs. Doris Day Ellen Greene vs. Twiggy

Pearl Bailey vs. Anita Ellis Ginger Rogers vs. Cyd Charisse Ruby Dee vs. Dolores Grey Nancy Carroll vs. Jo Kennedy Vivian Blaine vs. Esther Williams

Diana Ross vs. Audrey Hepburn Ethel Waters vs. Irene Dunne Lesley Ann Warren vs. Susan Sarandon Helen vs. Lone Hertz Kathryn Grayson vs. Virginia O'Brien

Deborah Kerr vs. Eleanor Powell Whitney Houston vs. Maria Friedman Chita Rivera vs. Jane Powell Kay Thompson vs. Alice Pearce Lata Mangeshkar vs. Zizi Jeanmaire

Natalie Wood vs. Bernadette Peters Maxine Sullivan vs. Ruby Keeler Jane Russell vs. Rosalind Russell Dorothy Dandridge vs. Ann-Margret Rita Moreno vs. Marilyn Monroe

Carol Burnett vs. Lucille Ball Little' Nell Campbell vs. Whoopi Goldberg Shirley Jones vs. Betty Buckley Cuckoo Moray vs. Josephine Baker Debbie Reynolds vs. Marni Nixon

Ethel Merman vs. June Allyson Catherine Deneuve vs. Françoise Dorléac Alice White vs. Lupe Vélez Vyjayanthimala vs. Leslie Caron Helen Kane vs. Jeanette MacDonald

Glynis Johns vs. Julie Andrews Betty Hutton vs. Vera-Ellen Bea Arthur vs. Shirley MacLaine Joan Crawford vs. Rita Hayworth Jessie Matthews vs. Bebe Daniels

Eileen Brennan vs. Moira Sherer Madeline Kahn vs. Charmian Carr Ann Miller vs. Mitzi Gaynor Barbra Streisand vs. Bette Midler Hermione Gingold vs. Claire Luce

Ann Reinking vs. Gwen Verdon Eleanor Parker vs. Susanna Foster Miss Piggy vs. Eartha Kitt Olivia Newton-John vs. Dolly Parton Angela Lansbury vs. Rosemary Clooney

FAQS

[identity-library]

Disability (Books)

A:

A Christmas Carol (Charles Dickens)

Tiny Tim (Unspecified Disability)

A Curse So Dark and Lonely (Brigid Kemmerer)

Harper (Cerebral Palsy)

A Different Kind of Beauty (Sylvia McNicoll)

Kyle (Blind, Diabetes)

A Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue (Mackenzi Lee)

Percy (Epilepsy)

A List of Cages (Robin Roe)

Adam Blake (ADHD)

Julian (Dyslexia)

All Our Broken Pieces (L.D. Crichton)

Kyler (Facial Difference - Scarring)

All The Light We Cannot See (Anthony Doerr)

Marie-Laure (Blind)

All the Right Reasons (Bethany Mangle)

Connor (Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome)

American Girl (Series - Various Authors)

Blaire (Food Allergy)

Gabriela (Stutter)

Josie Myers (Paralyzed, Wheelchair User)

Joss Kendrick (Deaf)

Joy Jenner (Deaf)

Maryellen Larkin (Limited Mobility)

Sam Walker (Amputee)

A Step Toward Falling (Cammie McGovern)

Anthony (Down Syndrome)

Belinda Montgomery (Low Vision, Unspecified Developmental Disability)

Douglas (Unspecified Developmental Disability)

Eugene (Unspecified Disability, Wheelchair User)

Francine (Down Syndrome)

Harrison (Autistic, Blind)

Sheila (Autistic)

A Time to Dance (Padma Venkatraman)

Veda (Amputee)

An Accidental Woman (Barbara Delinsky)

Poppy Blake (Paralyzed, Wheelchair User)

Animorphs (K.A. Applegate)

Collette (Paralyzed)

Craig (Unspecified Disability)

Erica (Unspecified Disability)

James (Paralyzed, Wheelchair User)

Jessie (Unspecified Disability)

Judy (Unspecified Disability)

Julio (Unspecified Disability)

Kelly (Cystic Fibrosis)

Liam (Unspecified Disability)

Ray (Unspecified Disability)

Timmy (Cerebral Palsy, Wheelchair User)

Tricia (Unspecified Disability)

B:

Blind (Rachel DeWoskin)

Emma Sasha Silver (Blind)

Blind Curve (Annie Solomon)

Danny Sinofsky (Blind)

Blindsided (Priscilla Cummings)

Arnab (Blind)

Eve (Blind)

Gabriella "Bree" (Blind, Seizure Disorder)

JJ (Blind)

Karen (Blind)

Mark (Blind, Wheelchair User)

Murph (Blind)

Natalie O'Reilly (Blind)

Paula (Blind, Cerebral Palsy, Wheelchair User)

Serena (Partially Blind)

Sheldon (Blind)

Blind Sighted (Peter Moore)

Callie (Blind)

Blind Spot (Laura Ellen)

Roswell "Roz" Hart (Blind - Macular Degeneration)

Breathe and Count Back From Ten (Natalia Sylvester)

Verónica (Hip Dysplasia)

Bruised (Tanya Boteju)

Caihong "Cai" (Deaf)

C:

Catching the Light (Susan Sinnott)

Cathy (Unspecified Learning Disability)

Cemetary Boys (Aiden Thomas)

Julian Diaz (ADHD)

Chapel of the Ravens (Paul Bishop)

Ian Chapel (Partially Blind)

Charlotte Kent - Series (Mary Kittredge)

Joey Kent (Paralyzed)

Chronicles of Isaac of Girona - Series (Caroline Roe)

Isaac (Blind)

Connection Error (Annabeth Albert)

Josiah Simmons (ADHD)

Ryan Orson (Multi-Limb Amputee)

Connor Westphal - Series (Penny Warner)

Connor Westphal (Deaf)

Crime on the Cuff (Henri Weiner)

John Brass (Amputee)

Crown of Feathers - Series (Nicki Pau Preto)

Sparrow (Blind)

D:

Dan Fortune - Series (Michael Collins)

Dan Fortune (Amputee)

Daughter of the Deep (Rick Riordan)

Ester Harding (Autistic)

Dear Mothman (Robin Gow)

Noah (Autistic)

Death From - Series (Brigitte Aubert)

Elise Andrioli (Blind, Mute, Quadriplegic)

Docken Dead (John Trench)

Martin Cotterell (Amputee)

Dr. Douglas Baynes - Series (Vicars Bell)

Douglas Baynes (Amputee)

Dr. Evan Wilding - Series (Barbara Nickless)

Evan Wilding (Dwarfism)

Duncan Maclain - Series (Baynard Kendrick)

Duncan Maclain (Blind)

E:

Every Time You Go Away (Abigail Johnson)

Rebecca (Paralyzed, Wheelchair User)

F:

Far From You (Tess Sharpe)

Sophie Winters (Limp, Scarring)

Fault Tree (Louise Ure)

Cadence Moran (Blind)

Finding Phoebe (Gavin Extence)

Phoebe (Autistic)

For a Muse of Fire (Heidi Heilig)

Jetta (Bipolar Disorder)

Frankie's World (Aoife Dooley)

Frankie (Autistic)

Sam (Wheelchair User)

Fred Carver - Series (John Lutz)

Fred Carver (Cane User, Past Injury)

Freezing (Penelope Evans)

Stewart Park (Stutter)

Future Girl (Asphyxia)

Piper McBride (Deaf)

G:

Gifted Clans (Graci Kim)

Sahm (Limb Difference)

Girl, Stolen (April Henry)

Cheyenne Wilder (Blind)

Give Me a Sign (Anna Sortino)

Isaac (Deaf)

Lilah (Hard of Hearing)

Good Kings, Bad Kings (Susan Nussbaum)

Joanna Madsen (Paralyzed, Wheelchair User)

H:

Handle With Care (Jodi Picoult)

Willow O'Keefe (Osteogenesis Imperfecta)

Harper Connelly - Series (Charlaine Harris)

Harper Connelly (Chronic Pain)

Hello, Universe (Erin Entrada Kelly)

Valencia Somerset (Deaf)

Highway Bodies (Alison Evans)

Jojo (Amputee)

House Rules (Jodi Picoult)

Jacob Hunt (Autistic)

How to Dance (Jason B. Dutton)

Nick Freeman (Cerebral Palsy, Walker User)

How to Speak Dolphin (Ginny Rorby)

Adam (Autistic)

Zoe (Blind)

I:

Inspector Anders - Series (Marshall Browne)

Anders (Amputee)

J:

J.D. Hawkins - Series (W.R. Philbrick)

J.D. Hawkins (Paralyzed, Wheelchair User)

Jerk, California (Jonathan Friesen)

Sam Carrier (Tourette's Syndrome)

Jimmy Jenner - Series (John Milne)

Jimmy Jenner (Amputee, Hard of Hearing)

Joe Binney - Series (Jack Livingston)

Joe Binney (Hard of Hearing)

John Rodrigue - Series (Ken Grissom)

John Rodrigue (Partially Blind)

K:

Keep This to Yourself (Tom Ryan)

Junior Merlin (Partially Blind - One Eye)

L:

Learning Curves (Ceillie Simkiss)

Cora McLaughlin (ADHD)

Light a Single Candle (Beverly Butler)

Cathy Wheeler (Blind)

Lincoln Rhyme - Series (Jeffrey Deaver)

Lincoln Rhyme (Quadriplegic)

Love and First Sight (Josh Sundquist)

Cecily Hoder (Facial Difference)

William "Will" Porter (Blind)

Love Letters for Joy (Melissa See)

Joy (Cerebral Palsy)

M:

Maddy and Alex Phillips - Series (R.D. Zimmerman)

Maddy Phillips (Blind, Paralyzed)

Margo Zimmerman Gets the Girl (Brianna R. Shrum, Sara Waxelbaum)

Margo Zimmerman (Autistic)

Matt Sinclair - Series (Tony Fennelly)

Matt Sinclair (Epilepsy)

Max Carrados - Series (Ernest Bramah)

Max Carrados (Blind)

Maximum Ride (James Patterson)

Iggy (Blind)

Mongo - Series (George Chesbro)

Robert "Mongo" Fredrickson (Dwarfism)

Motherless Brooklyn (Jonathan Lethem)

Lionel Essrog (Tourette's Syndrome)

Murder, I Presume (Gilliam Linscott)

Peter Pentland (Amputee)

Murder On Wheels (Mary Scott)

Bryan Greyshott (Paralyzed, Wheelchair User)

N:

Naomi Blake - Series (Jane A. Adams)

Naomi Blake (Blind)

Nestlings (Nat Cassidy)

Ana Greene (Paralyzed, Wheelchair User)

Nora Callum - Series (Thomas McCall)

Nora Callum (Amputee)

Not If I See You First (Eric Lindstrom)

Parker Grant (Blind)

O:

Odelia Gray - Series (Sue Anne Jaffarian)

Greg Stevens (Unspecified Disability, Wheelchair User)

One For All (Lillie Lainoff)

Tania de Batz (Unspecified Chronic Illness)

On the Edge of Gone (Corinne Duyvis)

Denise (Autistic)

Out of My Mind (Sharon M. Draper)

Ashley (Unspecified Physical Disability)

Carl (Unspecified Developmental Disability)

Freddy (Unspecified Disability - Wheelchair User)

Gloria (Autistic)

Jill (Unspecified Mobility Disability - Walker User)

Maria (Down Syndrome)

Melody (Cerebral Palsy - Wheelchair User, Synesthesia)

Willy Williams (Unspecified Motor Disability)

Owen Archer - Series (Candace Robb)

Owen Archer (Partially Blind)

P:

Percy Jackson - Universe (Rick Riordan)

Amphithemis (Short Term Memory Loss)

Ben (Unspecified Disability - Wheelchair User)

Ethan Nakamura (Partially Blind)

Halcyon "Hal" Green (Mute)

Hearthstone (Deaf)

Hephaestus (Facial Differences, Limb Differences)

Leo Valdez (ADHD, Motion Sickness)

Phineas (Blind)

Thalia Grace (ADHD, Dyslexia)

Peter and Georgia Marsh - Series (Amy Meyers)

Peter Marsh (Unspecified Disability - Wheelchair User)

Peter Nimble and His Fantastic Eyes (Jonathan Auxier)

Peter Nimble (Blind)

Pinned (Sharon G. Flake)

Adonis (Limb Difference, Wheelchair User)

Autumn (Unspecified Learning Disability)

Planet Earth is Blue (Nicole Panteleakos)

Nova Vezina (Autistic)

Punk 57 (Penelope Douglas)

Ryen Trevarrow (Allergies, Asthma)

Q:

R:

Rainbow Magic (Daisy Meadows)

Camilla (Deaf)

Elsie (Unspecified Disability, Wheelchair User)

Harper (Down Syndrome)

Riley (Limb Difference)

Remember Dippy (Shirley Reva Vernick)

Remember "Mem" Dippy (Autistic)

Retina Boy (Ben Shaberman)

Doug Anderson (Blind)

Marcy (Unspecified Disability, Wheelchair User)

S:

Sadie (Courtney Summers)

Sadie Hunter (Stutter)

Sal and Gabi Break the Universe (Carlos Hernandez)

Floramaria Vidón (Diabetes)

Salvador "Sal" Vidón (Type 1 Diabetes)

Scholomance (Series - Naomi Novik)

Dinesh (Facial Scarring)

Hideo (Unspecified Tic Disorder)

Jowani (Stammer)

She is Not Invisible (Marcus Sedgwick)

Laureth Peak (Blind)

Shooter (Caroline Pignat)

Noah Waters (Autistic)

Silence Between Us (Alison Gervais)

Maya (Deaf)

Silent Joe (T. Jefferson Parker)

Joe Trona (Facial Difference)

Six of Crows (Leigh Bardugo)

Kaz Brekker (Chronic Pain, Cane User)

Wylan Van Eck (Dyslexia)

Sixteen Souls (Rosie Talbot)

Charlie Frith (Amputee)

Skull Session (Daniel Hecht)

Paul Skoglund (Tourette's Syndrome)

Something More (Jackie Khalilieh)

Jessie (Autistic)

Song for a Whale (Lynne Kelly)

Grandfather (Deaf)

Grandmother (Deaf)

Iris Bailey (Deaf)

Wendell (Deaf)

Stick Foster - Series (Kevin Robinson)

Stick Foster (Paralyzed, Wheelchair User)

Strange Fire (Melvin Jules Bukiet)

Nathan Kazakov (Blind)

T:

Tall Story (Candy Gourlay)

Bernardo (Gigantism)

Tender is the Flesh (Augustina Bazterrica)

Dr. Valka (Unspecified Mobility Disability, Cane User)

The Body in the Woods (April Henry)

Nick Walker (ADHD)

Ruby McClure (Autism)

The Boy Who Steals Houses (C.G. Drew)

Avery (Autistic)

Sam (Anxiety)

The Good Hawk (Joseph Elliot)

Agatha (Down Syndrome)

The Heart of Applebutter Hill (Donna Hill)

Abigail Jones (Blind)

The Idiot (Fyodor Dostoevsky)

Lev Myshkin (Epilepsy)

The Locked Tomb (Tamsyn Muir)

Cytherea the First (Cancer)

The Luis Ortega Survival Club (Sonora Reyes)

Ariana Ruiz (Autistic, Situational Mutism)

The One Thing (Marci Lyn Curtis)

Ben Milton (Spina Bifida)

Maggie Sanders (Blind)

The Second Opinion (Michael Palmer)

Thea Sperelakis (Asperger's Syndrome)

The Storm Runner (J.C. Cervantes)

Renata "Ren" Santiago (Allergies, Epilepsy)

Rosie (Amputee)

Zane Obispo (Leg Length Discrepancy, Cane User)

The Tragedy Paper (Elizabeth LaBan)

Tim Macbeth (Albino, Blind)

The Wheel of Time (Robert Jordan)

Mat Cauthon (Blind)

The Window (Jeanette Ingold)

Mandy (Blind)

Things Not Seen (Andrew Clements)

Alicia Van Dorn (Blind)

Things the Eye Can't See (Penny Joelson)

Libby (Low Vision)

Thousand Worlds - Series (Yoon Ha Lee)

Myung Juhwang (Amputee)

Quartermaster Yang (Deaf)

Toby Peters - Series (Stuart M. Kaminsky)

Gunther Wherthman (Dwarfism)

Tristian Strong - Series (Kwame Mbalia)

Jessica "Jess" (Unspecified Disability, Wheelchair User)

Troubled Waters (Carolyn Wheat)

Ron Jameson (Quadraplegic)

U:

Unseelie (Ivelisse Housman)

Iselia "Seelie" Graygrove (Autistic)

V:

W:

Warriors (Erin Hunter)

Berrynose (Amputee)

Briarlight (Limited Mobility)

Brightheart (Partially Blind)

Cinderpelt (Limited Mobility)

Deadpaw (Limb Difference)

Fallowfern (Deaf)

Finleap (Amputee)

Halftail (Amputee)

Jayfeather (Blind)

Leopardstar (Diabetes)

Lilywhisker (Paralyzed)

Longtail (Blind)

Moth Flight (ADD)

Oddfoot (Limb Difference)

One-Eye (Partially Blind)

Petalfall (Epilepsy)

Shadowsight (Epilepsy)

Snowkit (Deaf)

Whitewater (Partially Blind)

Where You See Yourself (Claire Forrest)

Effie Galanos (Cerebral Palsy, Wheelchair User)

Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the East (Gregory Maguire)

Nessarose Thropp (Unspecified Disability, Wheelchair User)

Wild and Crooked (Leah Thomas)

Gus Peake (Aphasia, Astereognosis, Asthma, Cerebral Palsy)

Wings of Fire (Tui T. Sutherland)

Addax (Limp)

Battlewinner (Fantasy Disability)

Chameleon (Facial Difference, Limited Abilities)

Clay (Limp)

Dune (Amputee)

Jerboa ||| (Amputee)

Mayfly (Amputee)

Onyx (Limited Mobility)

Osprey (Blind, Paralyzed)

Peregrine (Partially Deaf)

Sapphire (Amputee)

Scarlet (Facial Difference)

Sequoia (Amputee)

Snowflake (Limited Mobility)

Starflight (Blind)

Stonemover (Limited Mobility*)

Tamarin (Blind)

Tau (Limb Difference, Limited Mobility)

Vengeance (Facial Difference)

Wasp (Facial Difference)

Wonder (R.J. Palacio)

Auggie Pullman (Facial Difference)

X:

Y:

You're Welcome, Universe (Whitney Gardner)

Julia (Deaf)

Z:

Zen Moses (Elizabeth Cosin)

Zenara Moses (Cancer)

#:

100 Days (Nicole McInnes)

Agnes (Progeria)

100 Sideways Miles (Andrew Smith)

Finn Easton (Epilepsy)

13 Gifts (Wendy Mass)

Angelina D'Angelo (Facial Difference)

[ohblackdiamond]

shock them, show them [ace/paul “little t&a” cutscene]

This is a goofy, rather self-serving not-really-cutscene from “little t&a,” answering a question no one ever actually asked: what if Paul’s curse was contagious? Sexswapped Ace/Paul.

Notes: I fooled with this off and on not too long after “little t&a” wrapped up, mostly for my own amusement, but was encouraged to continue/finish it by some very kind feedback. This doesn’t fit neatly into the storyline, nor is it supposed to. Physically lesbian smut between two seventies male rockstars. I apologize in advance.

“shock them, show them”  by Ruriruri

He hadn’t answered the phone since Gene had come. The only reason he picked up was because he figured it might be Gene on the line.

“Hello?”

“Paulie!” A somewhat shrill, vaguely familiar voice greeted him immediately. “Paulie, you bastard, you’re contagious!”

“What’re you talking a--”

“It’s me! It’s Ace! You turned me into a chick, too!”

“Ace, that’s not funny. Quit using that voice.”

“’M not! Fuck, I was barely even around you! Gene ought to be the one getting it!”

“You’re putting on--”

“I’ll prove it! I’m coming over, asshole.” Ace never could manage to be vitriolic. Even when he was irritated, there was usually a weird edge of humor to his words. “Gimme an hour.”

“Ace, hang on, wait--”

“Don’t doll yourself up for me, man, I’m not Geno here.” A snort, the line going dead. Paul held the phone in his hand for a dull few seconds before hanging it up. No way. No possible way. Carol couldn’t have wanted this curse to be contagious. Could she? Maybe Ace was just fooling around on him. He’d be over in one of the old dresses from that drag party, bra stuffed with toilet paper, all for the sake of getting Paul to do a double-take. Yeah. Yeah.

Forty-five minutes later, Paul was proven devastatingly wrong when Ace showed up at his door.

To his credit, Ace’s outfit was a vast improvement over the bathrobes Paul had saddled himself with before Gene had shown up. Unfortunately, Ace had lifted half of said outfit from his wife, who was still a fair amount shorter than he was. Her jeans looked like high-water pants on his frame, and the flipflops just made the whole look sadder. Ace was wearing an old, now-baggier t-shirt he’d bought on their first tour, a puke-yellow number advertising some midwest restaurant. 

Ace had a cuter, slightly more feminine face than he did. Paul had always thought Ace looked like Shirley MacLaine when he’d done drag or glam, but that hadn’t been really fair. Ace’s features weren’t as much like hers as he’d figured-- not soft to the point of being a bit indistinct. His nose still took up too much of his face, eyes still interesting-looking, though not what Paul considered pretty. Not only that, but Ace was still taller than him, still skinnier than him-- Paul wasn’t exactly jealous so much as baffled. Well. Maybe a little jealous. Ace didn’t look too angry or frustrated, under the circumstances, sauntering in and tossing his keys on the coffee table. 

“Ace, I’m sorry, I dunno how this ha--” Paul started, only for Ace to shrug.

“It’s just a curse, man, it’s not your fault.” And then a laugh. “Well, it is, but--”

“You want anything?” It felt like a stupid thing to ask. “Gene’ll be back in a couple hours. He just went to pick up some things.”

“Shit, did you already get him to move in with you? You move fast, Paul.” Ace winked. “I don’t want anything. I’ll just hide out here until we either break the curse or have to start a girl group.”

“We won’t start a girl group,” Paul muttered, and then it hit him. “What about Jeanette?”

Ace’s expression faltered slightly, and he shrugged again.

“There ain’t a good way to tell your wife she’s married to a chick for awhile.”

“No lesbianism? I thought you and her were pretty adventurous.”

“She didn’t think it was me. I kept trying to tell her.”

“But you look like yourself--”

“Missing a pretty crucial dick there.” Ace wandered into the kitchen. Paul followed him, watching him dig through the fridge with more familiarity than Paul was comfortable with. Inevitably, he pulled out a beer. “’S all right. I’ll get her back soon.”

--

They watched T.V. together for awhile while Ace finished off two beers. Paul was privately amazed at Ace’s lack of much discomfort or self-pity. Maybe Ace was just that certain they’d break the curse soon, or maybe he really didn’t care that much. It was a level of calm Paul didn’t know if he envied. 

“D’you got any clothes, Paulie?”

Paul sighed. So much for the handful of outfits Gene had bought him. 

“They won’t fit you.”

“What, ’cause of your tits?” Ace snorted. “I just want some t-shirts. This is all I got for now.”

“C’mon.” Paul took him to his bedroom. Ace dug around in the chest of drawers as if it were his own, picking out one of Paul’s hopelessly-oversized t-shirts. Then, looking mildly dejected, he picked through the clothes in Paul’s closet, reaching for the blouses Gene had gotten for him.

“You can’t take those. I just bought them.”

“Okay.” Ace grabbed a purple paisley button-down instead. Paul opened his mouth to protest, then shut it. “I’ll tie it in the front. Thanks.” He didn’t hang either top up, just draped them on top of the dresser before returning to sit beside Paul on the bed.

“You can borrow more than that.”

“’M hoping I don’t have to.”

“I didn’t think you cared.”

“I care. I’m just not gonna cry about it.”

“There’s a lot to cry about. If we don’t fix this soon, KISS is fucked.”

“Sure, KISS is fucked,” Ace said conversationally, “but I think we should focus on the really important things.”

“KISS is the really important thing.”

“No.” Ace waved his hand. “We’ve got a once in a lifetime opportunity here. Tiresias and all that shit.”

“You know about Tiresias?”

“Jeanette made me go back to school when I tried to quit.” Ace’s expression didn’t lose a hint of its sunniness. “Let’s figure some shit out. Lemme see your tits.”

“Ace, c’mon.”

“Okay, okay, I’ll go first.” Ace yanked off his top. Unsurprisingly, there was nothing beneath it. His breasts barely qualified as handfuls, too far apart and too small to make anything resembling cleavage, though they were quite perky, his nipples noticeably hard. Great. “How’s that?”

“I’ve seen better.”

“Me too. Your turn.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously. Unless you still look like a fucking werewolf under there.”

Paul flipped him off. Then, half just to prove Ace wrong, he unbuttoned his blouse, wadding it up and tossing it in Ace’s face. He hadn’t bothered with a bra that morning. Ace’s eyes widened.

“Shit. Shit, Paulie.” He reached out a hand almost hesitantly, like he thought Paul might slap him if he got too close. Rolling his eyes, Paul just grabbed Ace’s hand and pressed his palm against one breast. “Are they sensitive? I don’t feel a damn thing with mine. Even twisting the nipples doesn’t work.”

“Uh,” Paul mumbled. Ace cupping and prodding his breasts like a teenage boy with his first girlfriend wasn’t doing much for him, sure, but-- “I think it’s better if it’s someone else doing it.”

“You volunteering?” Ace tweaked one nipple, making Paul twitch involuntarily, before scooting up closer. “Go for it.”

It was weird as hell. He’d fooled around with Ace before, although not as much as he had with Peter early on. Let Ace suck him off when they were both drunk. Made out with him a handful of times. That kind of thing. It hadn’t been experimental for either of them. Just something to do. Ace had never exactly gotten him hot in more than a sideways manner; he was too gangly, too androgynous, and his face was riddled with acne scars. All of that was still true now, but-- he looked a bit better as a girl. Paul figured, back in high school, he would’ve tried to go to bed with a chick that looked like Ace, keenly aware that was about the upper limit of what a fat, curly-haired wannabe hippie could’ve managed.

As stupid as it was, he felt more like a guy while sizing up Ace than he had in over a week. More like he had a hand in what was happening. It felt good, empowering, almost, even if he couldn’t act on it the way he would’ve wanted. It felt good knowing Ace probably didn’t give a damn, either.

Paul closed a hand around one of Ace’s breasts. Just a little thing. He wouldn’t have needed a bra, really. Maybe they could get away with it in the band as long as Ace was the only one stuck as a girl. After all, Ace only ever sung backing vocals and they tried not to let him do interviews. Thinking about the look on Ace’s face when Paul had mentioned his wife, though, made Paul feel a twinge of guilt for even considering the viability of Ace staying in the band that way. Ace’s expression didn’t shift any, even when Paul started groping in earnest. Not until Paul’s other hand went for the button of Ace’s jeans.

“Oh, girlie, I thought you’d take me to dinner first,” Ace cracked, hips shifting forward. Paul slid the zipper down, fingers teasing their way beneath his jeans. Predictably, Ace hadn’t bothered with underwear at all. Ace lifted his hips slightly, wriggling the jeans down a bit so there was less in the way of Paul’s hand.

Even if he hadn’t known already that Ace’s transformation had gone all the way, it was weird to confirm. Strange for his fingers to meet a soft, very wet mound instead of a cock. Paul wondered if Gene felt like that around him, then shrugged off the thought immediately. Better off focusing on what was in front of him.

Paul didn’t think he could credit himself with Ace’s arousal anyway. Ace would sport a hard-on at any time day or night, with or without coke. Still, a part of him marveled at just how slick and open Ace was, how easily he managed to find the swollen, soaked nub of his clit, brushing it carefully with his finger. Paul moved his hand from Ace’s breast (Ace really hadn’t responded much at all to any stimulation there yet) to his shoulder, pushing Ace down until he was flat on the bed. An actual chick might’ve looked vulnerable that way. But Ace just grinned as Paul followed him down, straddling Ace’s leg and kissing him hard on the mouth.

Stupidly, he’d thought kissing Ace would feel different now. But apart from the lack of stubble, it didn’t at all. Ace’s mouth still tasted like alcohol. Ace still kissed languidly, and still had that tendency to cup his hand around the face of whoever he was kissing. Sure, there was no comparison between giving Ace a handjob and rubbing him off right now. And bearing down on Ace wasn’t the same, either. But Ace was still himself somehow. Paul envied that as he started to stroke and rub Ace’s folds in earnest, Ace whining and wriggling beneath him, breaths hot against his face.

“Put a finger in me.”

“You sure? It hurt when I tried it.”

“C’mon, Paul,” Ace grunted, bony hips bucking up. “You think I haven’t? Put a couple, just-- ngh…”

Two fingers slid in easily. Paul crooked them gingerly-- he’d thought he was great with women until he’d tried to masturbate as one-- still sort of afraid he’d hurt him. But Ace just lolled his head back, sharp, high sounds coming from his throat as Paul kept fingering him.

“There… right there… oh, fuck, just like that…” Ace’s fingers found Paul’s hair, yanking painfully. Sweat was beading up on his forehead. Half-unconsciously, Paul rubbed up against Ace’s leg, the friction of fabric against skin a little rough but not unpleasant. “Oh… oh…”

Paul could feel Ace clenching around his fingers as he came.

--

“We can try scissoring.”

“No.”

“Aw, but I’m a virgin, Paulie. Nobody but you’s ever--”

“Not with your bony hips. I’d get bruises.”

“Have Gene kiss ’em better.” But Ace seemed amenable enough, afterglow brief enough, evidently, that he sat up as soon as Paul got off of him. “That was pretty good. You got any toys?”

“Why the hell do you want a toy?”

Ace tossed him a long-suffering look.

“Are you that scared of putting anything up there? … You haven’t even fucked Gene yet, have you?”

“I don’t want to--”

“Yeah, you do. He’s got a small dick, anyway, I don’t think it’d hurt much going in.” Ace was lackadaisical, stretching his arms out. He hadn’t so much as tugged his jeans back up, and they hung oddly around his thighs. “Peter, though…”

“Do you always do this?”

“Talk about dicks? Well, you tell me, Paulie--”

“No, talk about other people after you just got laid.”

“Just got laid?” Ace laughed. “You call that getting laid?”

“Oh, come on--”

“That was second-base shit! I got farther with chicks when I was fifteen! Fuck, you didn’t even do a muff dive.”

“You didn’t return the favor.”

“You make a girl feel real loved when you won’t take off your pants to screw around.” Ace winked. “I don’t have to have a toy here. Did you really want to go again, or are you just bitching?”

He didn’t think Ace would get it. Messing around with him felt like it was on a different playing field than with Gene. He didn’t feel overwhelmed, or like someone else knew his body better than he did right now. Or as though Ace liked him better this way. Ace’s total shortsightedness was a blessing compared to the stress Paul had put himself through wondering about Gene.

“I’ll go again if you’ll eat me out first.”

Ace saluted him.

--

Paul had pretty much expected Ace to just go for it. Tell him to lay down and then start in. Fulfill a fetish. Well, part of it, anyway. Paul could admit, at least to himself, that he could really see the appeal of some pseudo-lesbianism right about now, if he’d been with a Playboy model. To have a chick like that go down on him (who was that lesbian friend of Star Stowe’s? He could picture her face, but her name escaped him) would have to be incredible. But Ace didn’t exactly have that kind of draw. As long as he kept his mouth shut, which he wouldn’t, he was cute. But not sexy. Not sexy at all.

Paul suddenly realized he was mentally griping over the oral he’d asked out of Ace. Maybe he had gotten spoiled. Ace, meanwhile, was shucking off his wife’s jeans completely before helping Paul tug off his own. Once he tugged off his panties, Paul could feel Ace’s gaze travel between his thighs, though he didn’t comment.

“Your face feels so fucking weird this smooth,” Ace said instead, tracing his fingers briefly across Paul’s jaw. “I bet you started shaving when you were twelve.”

“Fourteen.”

Ace kissed him twice on the mouth. He looked a little disappointed before shrugging a bit and going in for a deeper kiss, scooting up to straddle Paul’s lap, crossing his ankles behind Paul. Just the faintest bit of warmth traveled through Paul’s spine at the contact. It was the first time he’d really felt aroused towards anyone who wasn’t Gene since the curse started. Forget Gene, it was the first time he’d even been completely naked around anyone since the curse started. But it was weird, too. Ace’s hips slotted up tight against his own-- they weren’t lined up perfectly, no, but that didn’t mean the blood wasn’t starting to rush to Paul’s groin with Ace’s slightly hesitant, experimental rocking against him. 

“You’re kinda stiff here. You sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine.” He couldn’t put it into words anyway, and he didn’t think Ace would care. It was just harder to realign himself than he’d thought. With Gene, it had been easier-- he’d known what he wanted, and wasn’t yet willing to give him; the mechanics were theoretically there.With Ace, the full depth of what he lacked was staring him straight in the face. New territory for both of them. He was faltering.

“You’re always kinda a cold fish, I guess, but… you gonna let yourself go more?”

“Maybe you’re just not hot enough.”

It was meaner than he’d intended, but Ace didn’t even flinch. 

“Aw, girly, you’ve never seen tits this great in your life. Not even a fucking handful.” Ace laughed, tilting Paul’s chin up with his thumb. “Do you feel funny? I mean, really funny. I thought I would, but…”

“I feel pretty weird,” Paul confessed. “I feel like I don’t know how to act anymore.”

“Just act like you always do.”

“But it doesn’t come off right anymore. Maybe it never did. Everything I do is off now.”

“Everything you did was kinda off before.”

“You know what I mean! I don’t sound right, I don’t move right--”

“You move like a guy,” Ace said dryly.

“Exactly! These-- Ace, it’s an issue.”

“Why is it an issue? You’re not gonna start acting different just because your body’s different.”

“What if I’m supposed to?”

“Paulie, I thought you promised me some hot lesbian sex.”

“Ace, I’m serious.”

“So am I. You’re not supposed to do anything. You’re just making things harder on yourself.” Ace scooted back a bit. Not nearly enough to get out of his lap. “Look, ’m not really thrilled, but I can’t try to pretend I’m somebody else, either. I wouldn’t do that for anybody.”

“That’s easy for you,” Paul retorted. “Nobody expects that out of you.”

“If this is about fucking Gene--”

“It’s not.”

“It is. God, do you think Gene expects you to act any different?”

“I–I don’t know. I just… I know I’m not acting like a real girl.”

Ace gave Paul a long-suffering look and scooted off his lap entirely, crossing his legs.

“Nobody said you had to. What’s a girl act like, anyway?”

“Oh, you know what I mean.”

Ace just laughed. 

“Would you stop with the bullshit? Y’know what your real problem is? You’re so self-absorbed you’re paralyzed.”

“That’s not it.”

“What a girl acts like-- come off it. Like you haven’t put on a dress before now. Like you haven’t ever put on makeup outside of the concerts.”

“Ace--”

“You think that matters? You think that makes somebody a girl? It’s fucking window dressing.” Ace let out a sound halfway between a sigh and a grunt. “It’s fucking window dressing, and it’s not getting you anywhere.”

Ace was right about the last part, and Paul didn’t feel like arguing over the first. He crooked a finger towards Ace instead, the way he’d pick out girls from the Coop. Thinking of the way they’d hang onto a single gesture like that was warming and sickening all at once right now. But Ace was shaking his head at him.

“Uh-uh. You’re not in the mood, I can tell.” 

“C’mon, Ace. I did promise you some hot lesbian sex.” 

“You ain’t gonna do anything you think you’ll be bad at.”

Paul didn’t answer, though the insult burned. He scooted up, looking over at Ace. Skinny as he was, with the transformation getting rid of what little muscle mass he might have had, his body almost looked delicate, apart from the pouch of stomach fat. Baby Elvis still had the beginnings of that beer gut. Some weird, decidedly male part of Paul still felt protective, as he reached over on impulse and pushed Ace’s hair back behind his ear, his small, silver hoop earring catching the light.

“You ever been seduced, Ace?”

“I’ve been propositioned,” Ace hedged.

“That’s not the same.” Hand on Ace’s shoulder. Closer, taking stock. Ace’s nipples were hard, a pink flush starting to spread on his breasts. As Ace uncrossed his legs and shifted forward, Paul caught sight of a small damp spot on the sheets. “Seduction’s slow, right? Real slow. Someone buys you a drink--” 

“No one’s ever bought me a drink, Paul--” 

“Maybe they should’ve.” Paul coasted his hand down from Ace’s shoulder to one of his breasts, rubbing and massaging it, pinching the nipple. Ace bit his lip. That flush was on Ace’s neck now, too, spreading up to his face. Responding now after all. Paul realized, sharply, that his own cheeks were starting to warm up, that he was getting slick between his thighs just like he had that night with Gene. Wet when he was still only used to being hard. That was okay. That was okay for right now. “Maybe I should’ve.” 

Ace started to laugh quietly. 

“You’re just saying that ’cause you’re finally playing with a tit that isn’t yours.”

Paul let go only to take one of Ace’s wrists-- Ace’s eyes widened, but he didn’t move, as Paul placed Ace’s palm just below his breast.

“Feel that? Your heart’s beating like a rabbit’s right now.”

“It’s the beer,” Ace protested. Weakly.

He was starting to unravel. Paul could tell. It was cute, really, catching sight of a strange flicker in Ace’s eyes he’d only seen a handful of times before. That flicker when Ace was watching a particularly hot girl wander off with a bandmate or a roadie. I want that; that was what that look said. I-want-that. He wondered how much of that had to do with them both being chicks now, and how much had to do with Ace’s self-esteem being almost as torpedoed as Paul’s (maybe more-- after all, he’d just been thrown out by his wife), and then he decided it didn’t really matter. He tapped the back of Ace’s hand before reaching down between Ace’s thighs, fingers finding wet folds. Just a fingertip’s worth of a search before brushing up against the hard nub of his clit.

“Feel that?”

A slight jerk of his hips and a curse was all the answer Paul got back.

“Help me out, Ace,” he said softly. “Help yourself out, too.”

-- 

Ace went down like a dream, back sinking slowly onto the mattress, legs parting easily. Seeing himself naked from this vantage point was weird as hell, though in its way, seeing Paul was much stranger (mostly, it was the tits-- looking him straight in the face was normal enough). Deep down, he knew what Paul meant. The mismatch between the body and the mind. The sobering (haha) reality of what life might be like if the curse didn’t end. He’d thought about it a bit. He’d never be able to get coked up or plastered as a girl without running the risk of ending up raped or dead in an alley somewhere. That fact was more concerning than never playing a KISS concert again, and less concerning than never being with Jeanette again.

Then there was the hilarity of Paul trying to woo him like one of his second-rate actresses. The hell of it was that it had started to work.

Ace shut his eyes briefly, feeling Paul’s weight on him again, pressing heated kisses to warmer skin. His breaths hitched as he felt and then saw Paul’s mouth slip lower, down his neck, to the space between his breasts, to his stomach. Paul’s hands were smaller but still familiar enough, running down his sides before finally settling at his hips. Ace licked suddenly-dry lips, keenly aware of just how wet he was everywhere else. Damn. He’d said he’d eat Paul out before they tried their hand at anything else, but he wasn’t complaining about this turn of events. Not at all, as Paul nudged his thigh with his head. Ace raised it.

“Up. Let me feel you.” 

It was still a second before Ace realized what he meant. He raised both legs, resting them against Paul’s back. Oh. God, this was a nice view. Paul practically hemmed in by him. Big doe eyes and pouty lips, framed by that mass of curly hair. A pretty guy made for a pretty girl, imagine that. Well. Whether Paul was a chick or a guy, Ace could get hot for a sight like him between his legs any day.

His breaths were sharp and ragged as soon as Paul started to lick. Not tentatively, like Ace had half-expected, but full and firm, going from the edge to the center, dragging long, thick stripes along his inner thighs first before meeting his soaking wet folds. Slipping inside him, then flicking against his clit. Soft little sounds from Paul’s throat as he began to suck lightly on that little bundle of nerves. Jesus. His whole body felt like a live wire. His legs wobbled against Paul’s back, hands sinking into Paul’s scalp. 

“C’mon, c’mon…” He wasn’t really guiding Paul’s head around so much as tugging his hair as the sensations started to mount. It’d come on a bit faster when Paul had fingered him to orgasm earlier. Speaking of… “Gimme a hand, too, Paulie, please…”

Paul’s lapping and sucking slowed, then stopped abruptly. His fingers slid between Ace’s folds– fuck, Ace just felt so opened up, so damn determined to be filled– slipping and spreading and crooking just enough to push Ace over the edge again. No cry this time; his limbs just stiffened up before going lax. Even the hands in Paul’s hair drooped as his breathing slowly started to return to normal. 

It wasn’t better coming as a girl, Ace decided later, just different. There was a nice, pleasant haze to everything as he came down; he didn’t feel sapped the way he normally would after a sober, or mostly-sober orgasm. He let his hands slide out of Paul’s hair and rest on either side of him, legs drifting from Paul’s back to the mattress, and then Paul shifted, sort of sitting up. His eyes were heavy lidded and needy, so dark that Ace could barely find the pupils.

“Ace,” Paul mumbled, voice suddenly husky, “could you… would you let me…”

Ace was only half-sure of what he was agreeing to when he nodded back. Paul straddled his bare thigh– oh, he was wet, he was soaking as he rocked up against him, back and forth, hips moving in quick, insistent jerks, breasts bouncing just a little. Ace was reminded, suddenly, of those old nude paintings in art class of those girls with long, dark curls and wild eyes. Waterhouse, Rosetti, all of them. Maybe it was a more flattering comparison than Paul deserved. Probably. Paul was a griper and not quite as hot as he thought he was. And contagious to boot. But it didn’t matter. Ace’s pulse was speeding up again just at the sight and feel of him, especially as he watched Paul start to gnaw his lip, biting back small groans. God–

“Cut that shit out,” Ace said suddenly. “Let’s fuck.”

Paul didn’t hesitate too much. Just a dry sort of smirk that didn’t suit the sweat beading on his forehead and between his breasts and the need burning up inside him, because it was the same for him. Just that, and two sardonic words.

“With what?”

“With what we got.”

Paul shifted off Ace’s thigh. Ace spread his legs wide again and angled his hips up as Paul maneuvered between them, straddling him properly this time, hip to hip. Bearing down on him completely. Fitting against him completely, pussy against his own– Paul started to rub and grind again, his hips finding a new rhythm, one that was finally giving Ace more than a nice view and damp sheets, one that was getting him off. Ace couldn’t help but wriggle, pushing up from the bed, trying to align himself just so. The sensation, the pressure, was good, though not nearly as direct as his fingers. Paul was thrusting and rubbing against him like he still had a dick. It was almost cute. 

“You’re making me do all the work here,” Paul grunted after awhile, though not too unpleasantly. Ace just grinned back, reaching up to grope at Paul’s breasts. 

“You look real good doing it.”

“Oh, shut up.”

Ace pinched Paul’s nipple in response, gratified at Paul’s little reactionary twitch. He’d let up some, stopped grinding for a minute. There was enough space between them for Ace to run his fingers down from Paul’s breasts to his stomach, and finally between his slick thighs, damp with both their juices. Paul’s eyes went a little wide as Ace began to stroke.

“That okay, Paulie?”

“Y-yeah. Keep going.”

Ace nodded. At some point, Paul had ended up braced against him, holding himself up with one hand against Ace’s shoulder. That hand was pushing hard now, wobbling. Paul looked endearingly lost in want now, overcome as Ace worked him over with his fingers, savoring every cry, every wiggle of his hips. Paul was into pressure more than penetration, he found. That suited Ace fine, rubbing and stroking along his folds, easing those sharp screams out of him as effortlessly as guitar riffs. 

He wasn’t too surprised when Paul’s grip on his shoulder faltered and he collapsed on top of him. Ace kept going, hand now sandwiched a bit awkwardly, but Paul just grabbed both his shoulders and-- rolled him over.

“Hey, what was that for?”

“You’ve been on your back way too long.” 

Ace made a feeble effort to flip their positions back-- mostly because he liked the easy access to Paul’s breasts-- only to stop fairly quickly. Paul probably had at least ten pounds on him, but more importantly, Paul had started rutting his hips against his still hand. He was close. It wouldn’t take much now. 

“Okay. Okay.” He shifted, cupping his hand around Paul’s pussy, fingers pressing his folds in deliberate, warm strokes, mouth pressing a few kisses and a few more words against Paul’s throat. “I’ve made you work for it enough, girlie. Let’s see you come.”

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