#he just exudes bisexualism no matter what

[raspberryjellybrains]

all of dream's outfits scream bisexual and I don't know what it is. I just look at him in jeans, a t-shirt, and boots and go "no way you're straight".

[maturemenoftvandfilms]

Marlon Brando

Featuring actor, Marlon Brando

When I was in my twenties, I was a delivery boy for a restaurant near Hollywood Hills. I was bisexual and in possession of a voracious libido. There were plenty of sexual experiences to report. My work takes me all over the city and I get to meet a large variety of people; among them are a few celebrities which brings me to this story.

That day, I had a delivery to Marlon Brando, who was widely considered one of the greatest and most influential actors of all time. In his youth Brando was an electrifyingly handsome and talented star. Exuding a sense of brooding power and bottled-up anger, he changed the way stars, both male and female, acted and even the way young men dressed. By the time I took notice of him, he weighed well over 300 pounds but still a handsome and talented star with some men and women still wanting to tap that.

When I was at the neo-Gothic Hollywood Hills mansion, I walked through the open gate and rang the doorbell. I was surprised to see the legend himself, Marlon Brando opening the door in a nice dark blue robe. He was a hulk, a wreck of obesity and self-indulgence, but he still had that look that altered our idea of maleness.

Wanting to check his order, he led me through the house to the kitchen, stopping briefly to talk about keepsakes adorning his walls and shelves. He had led a very interesting life and loved recalling the twists and turns. I was mesmerized as he told me tales of golden-age Hollywood. As he sat at the kitchen table, checking his order; I could tell Brando only had that robe on and nothing else underneath. His balls were clearly visible from his robe. I looked down at them; they were just plopped on the chair. He looked at me; he put his glasses on, smiling at me.

"Are you okay?" he asked as he stood up, putting his hand on my shoulder. He massaged my shoulder with a powerful grip, and I felt a pleasurable sensation in the pit of my stomach.

"Feel good?" He asked.

"Yes, it feels better, thanks."

His arm was sort of around my shoulders as he continued to rub, I realized that I was getting hard. Suddenly it flashed to me that he was touching me as I would have touched a shy girl, and I became so aroused by that idea. Maybe Mr. Brando sensed that I had similar feelings toward him. Marlon drew me closer and started to hug me, quite gently which startled me like an electric shock. The pressure in my groin became enormous and he must have noticed because he whispered, "Don't be scared."

Then he kissed my cheek, at the same time slipping his hand into my groin and discovering how hard I was. Now wanting this as much as him, I helped him undo my belt and fly and then pulled at my pants. Next thing I knew I was completely naked, my long fat dick sprung up and stood straight out from my body. It was so hard it was throbbing. The old man's eyes got big as he looked at my thick dick.

"Damn! What a cock!" Marlon said as I walked back up to him until my dick was touching him.

Then he reached down and grabbed hold of my dick. He started jacking my dick hard and fast. I took hold of the old man's dick and started jacking his as he pumped his hand back and forth over the head of my dick. I liked the feel of his hand on my dick. Just seeing his hair arm moving back and forth as he jacked me turned me on.

Then the next thing I knew Marlon had my dick in his mouth and was sucking on it with such skill that I realized that mine wasn’t the first dick that Marlon had sucked. I have a solid 8.5" and it is seldom that anyone can swallow even half the length of my cock. But damn if Marlon didn’t keep swallowing inch after inch until his lips were pressed against my bush. The feeling was indescribably erotic and when his mouth nuzzled my genitals, I thought I was going to explode then and there.

I grabbed his head and started fucking Marlon's mouth. No matter how hard I shoved my cock down his throat, the old cock sucker took it and pushed his face against my crotch for more. I was getting close to cuming when Marlon suddenly pulled away.

“You near cuming?” He asked. When I nodded, he said, “I want you to fuck me.”

Damn if that wasn't exactly what I wanted. As good as him sucking me had felt, the thoughts of fucking his big, hairy ass had been in the back of my mind all the time. Marlon led the way as we all went into the bedroom where I tore off his robe in the process of becoming a tangled heap of writhing, twisting, flesh and boners, jockeying for position and maximum physical contact. Finally getting him on his back, I saw his cock for the first time. It was about 6.5" inches and not very thick, but it was the perfect size to get in my mouth. I sucked on his cock for less than a minute before he shot his load in my mouth.

Letting his cock slip out of my mouth, kiss my way up his stomach, kissing through the forest of silver hair on his chest until my lips found his nipples. I sucked and pinched both nipples, giving him as much pleasure as I could. Our lips met again as I continued to feed my desire. Looking into his beautiful brown eyes I could see the lust that he shared for me.

"I want you to fuck me." Marlon told me as he rolled over onto his stomach, allowing me to have full access to his big, beautiful ass.

I kissed him on each of his ass cheeks before spreading and slowly licked the outer rim of his asshole. I could feel his body quiver as my tongue slid over his hole.

"That feels wonderful, don't stop." He repeatedly said as my tongue plunged deeper into his ass hole.

I could feel his asshole relaxing; I moved my tongue away from him so that I could finger his ass. The ease at which three of my fingers went in was sure sign Marlon was ready to be fucked. I mounted myself on top of him, aiming my stiff, precum drooling cock at his saliva-soaked asshole. Slowly I pressed my cock into the soft silky warmth of his ass. I could hear him moan with pleasure as my cock easily slipped in his hole. I knew then and there that Marlon had been doing more than just sucking cocks. And talking about hot! I almost passed out from pleasure as I slowly thrust my hips in and out of his ass.

I wanted to last, so I continued to fuck him slowly while I kissed him on his neck and sucked on his ear lobes. Smelling the sweet scent of Aramis cologne that he wore mixed with his sweat was intoxicating to me.

After a few minutes of this, I pulled out his ass, rolled him over on his back and lifted his legs in the air. Moments later, I was back to fuck him. I was so horny that I started to pound my stiff prick harder and harder. I could hear my shaved balls slapping against his hairy balls with every thrust of my hips.

“Yes, give me that big cock.” The old actor called out, “Make me yours!”

Marlon was moaning like crazy by the time I buried my dick completely inside him. I was lost in a sexual act like I had never before been lost. It was as though Marlon, and I became one. Then I just lay on top of him as started kissing him as I fucked his ass as hard and fast as I possibly could. My thrusts were becoming faster, his body tensing up, I knew it was close. And damn if Marlon didn’t shoot off on my stomach without me even touching his dick. Feeling his hot load of sperm against my belly caused me to shoot my own load deep inside his old hot asshole.

That was nearly 24 years ago. Marlon and I fuck around a few more time when he was in town and not working on a film; unfortunately, I wasn't his only fuck buddy. But I did enjoy the time we had together.

[knchins]

Wrapped - Wakasa I. & Shinichiro S.

Summary:  Wakasa decides to give his best friend the thing he wants most for Christmas: a threesome with you.

Pairing: Wakasa x Reader x Shinichiro; Wakasa x Shinichiro

Reader Type: AFAB - they/them

Rating: E+

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: MAJOR MANGA SPOILERS for the final chapter, Cuckolding (sorta), Shin is a virgin, Waka is openly bisexual, some not-so-unrequited love, light shibari/bondage, this gets very gay very fast, anxiety mention, oral sex (M receiving), nipple play, vaginal sex, anal fingering, anal sex, condom usage, overstimulation, slight orgasm delay/denial, unsafe sex, cream pie, some light degradation, praise, aftercare

Notes: This was written for @dark-mnjiro for @mekiza 's kinkmas collab event! I was so excited to get Lee's name and I immediately knew what I wanted to write for them! I hope you enjoy it, wifey! <3

“Isn’t this all you’ve ever wanted?” Waka’s words floated through Shinichiro’s hazy memory. At the time he hadn’t known how to respond. He stood with his mouth agape, wondering if his best friend was being serious or if he was just being cruel. Would you do it? Would you really let him finally lose his virginity to the pussy he’d dreamt about for years now? 

Even after the timeline had been fixed, even after Takemichi managed to save everyone, Shin wondered if it were possible for the two of you could finally work things out. You seemed to always end up with Wakasa no matter what he did, no matter how hard he fought for you. Even now the two of you were inseparable so again was Wakasa being serious in his proposal? 

He was a clumsy, awkward twenty-year-old again. He’d crashed and burned many times in trying to pick up people, including yourself. He just didn’t have the charisma that his best friend had. He didn’t exude coolness or power or money. By all accounts, he was perfectly normal, especially now that he was no longer a time leaper. 

Currently, he was on the way to Wakasa’s place where you would hopefully be waiting for him. He wondered why his friend had suddenly decided to share. What was in it for him? Did he secretly like being cucked? Shin had never known Imaushi to be into that sort of thing, but he supposed there was a first time for everything. 

He pulled up to the apartment complex and parked his bike before going to the door. The smell of rain hung heavily in the air as thunder rumbled somewhere in the distance. He paused, listening to it before opening the door and walking inside. Waka didn’t care if he knocked or not, Shin knew he was always welcome. 

“Shin? We’re back here!” Wakasa called from the bedroom. He could tell his friend was excited by his tone of voice. While Waka typically kept a calm and cool demeanor, there were times when he’d let his feelings slip. Times like this when he was practically bouncing as he waited or Shin to see you. 

It had been Wakasa’s idea, but you had instantly gone along with it. He had wrapped your body with a wide satin ribbon so that it intricately covered your intimate areas. He used his knowledge of shibari to do it, and it made you look even more beautiful than usual. He ended the tie with a big bow on your chest. 

You were the perfect Christmas present for him, Wakasa had decided. But this was a two-part gift. Shin wasn’t the only one that would get to fulfill a fantasy tonight. 

The man in question stood in the doorway, his eyes practically bulging out of his skull as he took in your mostly nude form. He licked his dry lips, trying to think of what to say. So this wasn’t some big joke, he thought to himself. He swallowed hard, cock twitching in his pants as you blinked slowly, dainty lashes fluttering at him. 

“Don’t cum in your pants, dude,” Waka said, clearly joking as a tossed a condom to Shin. “Do you need me to show you how to use it?” He asked and Shin raised his middle finger to him in protest. 

Shinichiro shot him a look, “I know how to put on a condom.” He said flatly, watching as Wakasa pulled out a second one. “What do you need that for?” 

Wakasa gave him a curious look, “I thought I was clear on the phone.” He replied lazily, eyes staying in their half-lidded state. 

“You asked me if I wanted to finally get fucked.” Shin replied, confusion evident on his face. “Then you said you two decided to….” Realization washed over his features, “you want to have sex with me too?” 

“Think you can handle it?” Wakasa asked, quirking an eyebrow at him. “I’ve seen the way you look at the two of us, but one thing we can never decide on is who you’re most jealous of.” 

You let out a small giggle at the surprise on his face. “So you want to settle the score here and now?” He asked, having never considered that Wakasa had unearthed his deepest fantasy. The thing he dreamt of only when he had had too much to drink. Of course, he had no real understanding of what these thoughts meant. He tucked them away as quickly as they came and tried not to drift back to them. 

It wasn’t that Shinichiro had any issues with people being gay, he just didn’t think he was. Those were just some silly inebriated thoughts, right? They didn’t really mean anything. He was attracted to women. Homosexuality was natural, he knew that, but he didn’t think it was natural for him.

What he never considered (mainly thanks to the media's erasure of their existence) was that it was entirely possible to be attracted to both. Shinichiro was, without a doubt, the most closeted bisexual in all of Japan.

Wakasa Imaushi, on the other hand, was fully upfront with himself on who he was attracted to. You knew this about him from the start and while he had expected you to turn your nose up or feign away from him after he opened up about himself, you accepted him with open arms. That was the night he knew he had fallen in love with you. 

Shinichiro's eyes moved from you to Wakasa and back to you, still wrapped up pretty like the perfect present under the tree. "How do you want me?" He asked with a small defeated sigh. It wasn't that he didn't want this to happen, he was feeling defeated by his own self-doubt. 

What if his best friend in the entire world didn't have enough room in his heart for both of you? Wakasa was well versed in sex, what if he didn't like sex with him? What if he was so bad at it that you and him never wanted to talk to Shin again? 

His worry showed on his face as plain as day. A soft smile played upon your lips as you got up from the bed and placed your hands on his shoulders, "relax, Shin." You cooed as you began to take off his clothes, the ribbon wrapped around your torso was slightly restricting but not enough that you couldn't strip him down. 

Shin stood there, a little awkwardly as you pulled down his boxers while getting down on your knees before him. Your eyes flickered up connecting with his as you took his already-hardened cock into your mouth. 

Shinichiro groaned as you bobbed your head, sucking just the right amount as one hand held onto his thigh and then played with his heavy balls. He couldn't take his eyes off you, a feeling of disbelief washing over him once more as you pulled away to lick at his shaft and tip as to tease him. 

"Now, lay down on the bed," Wakasa said as you sat back on the balls of your feet. "On your back." He further instructed as he began to take off his own clothes. 

Shin laid back on the bed as he was told before fumbling with the condom Wakasa had given him earlier. You took it from him with steady hands and opened it before rolling it onto his stiff cock. "Ready to unwrap your gift?" You teased as he nodded his head like an eager child about to get his favorite treat. 

You tugged at the ends of the ribbon, untying it slowly until it was a heap on the ground and your naked form was bare to both men. Even though Wakasa had seen you naked plenty of times, he was still breathtaken with how beautiful you were every time. 

He smacked your ass playfully, "show him a good time, baby." He said as you let out an excited giggle. Despite your love for Imaushi, you had always had a soft spot for Shinichiro as well. Always wondered what his virgin cock would feel like and how fun it may be to teach him how to properly fuck someone. Though it seemed like Wakasa was the one that wanted to play teacher tonight. 

You moved onto the bed before straddling Shin. You reached down to hold the base of his cock to hold him steady as you guided yourself down, letting him slowly penetrate your slick folds and then wet pussy. 

Shin tried to stay still as his eyes stayed glued to your chest. It wasn't that he'd never seen tits before, but these were yours. Something special, something to be coveted. He reached up and grabbed them, one in each hand as he squeezed, nearly cumming already when your walls squeezed around him in response. 

You felt a kiss on your shoulder as Waka stood behind you with a bottle of lube in hand. He coated his fingers, noticing that Shin was too lost in the new sensation of you being wrapped around him to notice what he was doing. 

As you started to move on top of him, Wakasa nudged his legs apart. Shinichiro wasn't sure what he was up to until he felt the sticky fingers against the cheeks of his ass. A red hot blush formed on his entire face, once that you didn't notice as you were too busy concentrating on his fingers teasing your nipples and the head of his penis that kept kissing the sweet spot in the back of your cunt. 

"Waka-" He started, sounding unsure until he felt one of his commander's fingers slip into his tight asshole. The new sensation had him bucking his hips up into you in a way that made you cry out with surprise. 

You placed your hands on his chest for added balance, panting slightly as he settled back down once he got used to the feeling of Waka's index finger inside of him. That's when you noticed how flushed he was, which prompted you to lean down and kiss him gently.

 "Do you want to stop?" You asked him, not a shred of judgment or disappointment in your tone. Your eyes with pupils blown wide with lust and adoration had him shaking his head no. As new as this all was, he didn't want it to stop. 

"You sure? I can just fuck their asshole instead." Waka replied and you shot him a look that told him he needed to be more gentle. He shrugged halfheartedly before wiggling his finger until he found Shin's prostate, pressing against it. Shin gasped out and bucked again, needing to feel more. 

As soon as he felt Shin's ring of muscle relax more against his finger, he added a second. He noticed Shin hesitating before moving his hips more, enjoying the dual sensation of being inside of someone with something inside of him. 

Wakasa matched the rhythm of his hips to help maximize his pleasure while you stayed still on top of him, letting him go at his own pace as you licked playfully at his pert nipples. 

Shinichiro moaned a sound that seemed to intensify the atmosphere of the room. The air was now heavy with the smell of sex as the sounds of skin against skin began to reverberate off the walls. 

Waka kept his wrist locked in place as he started to slowly scissor his fingers until he knew Shin was used to the sensation. Then he added a third and while the other man let out a small groan of protest, it quickly turned into a needy whine as you nipped at his chest.

"F-Fuck," Shin gasped, trying to concentrate on pleasuring you but truly failing at being able to focus with Waka being knuckle deep inside of him. 

"Are you ready?" You asked, keen eyes flicking to look at his face as you noticed his pace was slowing down considerably and becoming slightly erratic. "You can't cum yet, Shin, you have to wait for Imaushi." 

He looked almost annoyed with you, though it was more because this was vastly different than anything he had ever imagined. There was nothing more he wanted in the world right now than to cum, but it would seem that you were more in control than he thought. 

"Yeah, he's ready," Waka said as he pulled his fingers out and wiped them off on the bedspread before rolling on the condom. You shot him a look over your shoulder at the action which just made him smirk in response. "I'll wash it later, calm down. Now kiss your new plaything before his face gets stuck in that pout." 

Shin rolled his eyes but didn't stop you from kissing him. He allowed Waka to guide his ankles so that they were situated over his tattooed shoulders. Waka pumped himself a few times before pressing his tip against Shin's asshole and slowly pushing in while you keep your lips locked with his. 

You bit at his lower lip, trying to take his mind off of any discomfort he was bound to feel from anal for the first time. The slow stretch burned but he hardly felt it as he throbbed inside of you in a silent beg for stimulation. You squeezed down around him, an effort that caused him to shudder. 

Before he even knew it, Waka was fully sheathed inside of him, making Shin feel incredibly full almost awkwardly so. “Fuck it’s tight,” Waka hissed as Shin clamped down on him tightly, “Keeps suckin’ in me.” 

Shin threw an arm over his eyes to try and hide the embarrassed look on his face. He couldn’t mask the small whimper that came out when Waka began to rut into him slowly. You took this opportunity to begin to move your hips again, letting him feel the dual stimulation once more. 

You pried his arm away from his face, “Let me see that handsome face,” You said seductively. He repositioned his hands on your thighs, squeezing them as he tried to thrust, only to find himself unable to in the position he was currently in. “We’ll take care of you, Shin, you don’t need to move.” 

A frustrated look crossed his face before his eyes rolled back as Waka adjusted the angle of his hips, his thrusts becoming harder and more deliberate as you matched pace with him the best you could. Shin felt so big inside of you, so impossibly hard as he whimpered again a silent plea. His mind buzzed with overstimulation already and he found himself edging along the line of orgasm. 

Waka was lost in his own thoughts, making sure to not be too rough (less he wanted you to be upset with him later) but also going hard and fast enough to suit his own needs. He could feel every twitch every time his head brushed against his prostrate or every time you sunk down completely onto his cock. Of course, he had done threesomes before but they had never been quite like this. 

Meanwhile, you were throwing your head back as you rode him as fast as you could. Your hips move at the perfect place to stimulate your clit and g-spot at the same time. His name passed your lips more times than you could count, a sound that sent him over the edge so that he was accidentally cumming into the condom before you had a chance to. “S-Sorry,” He gasped out, still unable to catch a break as Waka rammed into him so that he was cumming again but in an entirely new and different way. 

He was feeling too much ecstasy to feel guilty for not getting you off. His vision was hazy as he looked at your soft smile and light giggle as you lifted off of him enough so he’d slip out of you. “Imaushi,” You said in a sing-song voice, “Finish with me?” 

Waka chuckled as he pulled out of Shin’s still-spasming hole. He quickly took off the condom before shoving his cock into your now gaping pussy. Shin was helpless as he watched Wakasa fuck you at a pace that he had only seen in hardcore porn before. 

He grabbed one of your wrists and pulled it behind your back as he thrust as roughly as he possibly could, abusing your poor cunt. You keened as he tugged on your arm to force you back against him, his balls smacking into your clit repeatedly so that you were quaking on top of Shinichiro. 

Shin’s eyes were like saucers as he watched your form bounce and shake above him. “Play with their tits,” Wakasa ordered and he happily obliged, taking his hands and petting them on your chest to squeeze and fondle your breasts. The loudest moan yet erupted from you as you finally came, unable to squirm too much as Waka still had a vice grip on the arm pinned behind your back. 

“That’s a good whore,” Waka spat, momently later he was painting your walls white with his seed, making sure to fuck it in as deeply as he could. “You both took me so well.” He said as he released you, letting you fall on top of Shin unceremoniously. He kissed the top of your head as Waka grabbed a towel to clean up the two of you. 

He tended to Shin first, throwing away his condom and wiping him down. Shin twitched, still sensitive from before and whimpering as you clung to him. Waka had a small smile of contentment on his face as he then wiped you clean, though you were actively dripping a mixture of his and your cum onto poor Shin. 

Shin didn’t mind, he could hardly even feel it as he wrapped his arms around your waist and rubbed your back as you started to fall asleep. The same doubts from earlier started to well up in him, self-doubt eating him alive as he wondered if you’d never want to do this again because he didn’t make you cum. 

Sensing his troubles, you gave his bare chest a few feather-light kisses, “next time, I’ll teach you how to make me cum.” You said and you felt his cock twitching beneath you at the thought. The feeling of it made you laugh lightly, ”or maybe I’ll teach you now.”

[beanghostprincess]

I have a rant regarding Usopp in the live action, one thing I noticed (and infuriated me) is the many many new fans that inmediatly "clocked" Usopp as the Straight Character™ and are therefore like "well I don't care about straight characters, so im going to ignore him, teehee" and AHHHH FIRST OF ALL IF YOU KNEW THE BISEXUAL VIBES THIS MAN EXUDES, and I don't even want to blame the Kaya kiss because it was cute and they're lovely together 😭 (tho I also see the pattern of which Character the Fandom decides are Straight™ and therefore ignored...)

But I also feel like maybe the Live Action didnt really give Usopp enough moments to shine, here's hoping for more (San)Usopp moments in the second season, they really underuse him in the first one

Okay, first of all, if you think Usopp is straight you're definitely reading his character wrong because look at him. Just look at him.

Yeah, no. This guy doesn't care about gender in the slightest.

And people assuming a guy is straight because he,,, Has a girlfriend,,, Wow,,, A bisexual man who kisses a woman,,, Who would've thought that bisexual people could fall in love with anyone,,, As if that wasn't the literal fucking definition of bisexual. And you could also headcanon him as gay or any other sexuality! Why does he have to be the straight character for having a girlfriend in canon? You can do whatever the fuck you want with it. Fuck canon. People make my blood boil. Also, the whole "I don't care about straight characters" thing is something SO common and it makes me so angry because-- First of all, who said he's straight? He's a fictional character, do whatever the fuck you want with him. And second, it's alright to like specifically queer characters because they give you comfort and representation, but instantly ignoring a character just because they are not queer? Uh. Like, I understand, but it gives me the ick. It's just weird. Off-putting. Because there's a thin line between focusing on the characters you think are queer for comfort and reducing them only to their sexuality and ignoring everything that matters in the show. But you know? I don't think that's exactly the issue here and we both know what it is. Like. Between you and me, anon, we both know.

I am white by the way and I'm not used to analyzing black characters in terms of how the fandom views them and stuff, but isn't it quite curious how Usopp is always the ignored character from the East Blue Crew, and he's often used as a comedy relief in OPLA? "He has a girlfriend and he's straight so we don't care abou-" Sanji has flirted with Nami. Visibly. In front of your fucking screen. And you don't say that about him. Or any other character, really. That's just an excuse and we know and everyone knows and you don't have to analyze shit to know this because it's obvious. And if somebody comes at me saying "oh! But it's just because his personality is softer and he's a coward and most people hate that in shonens so he's a boring character" I am going to fucking combust because everyone knows that if Usopp were white EVERYBODY would be calling him a baby boy and a soft boy and a cutie pie and he'd be one of the favorites (cofcof Koby cofcof) (<- I love him too btw but you know what I mean).

That being said, OPLA doesn't even give Usopp enough screen time to be a character because his personality there is used to crack a few jokes and have THE romance in the show. That's it. He's the comedy relief character and the one who gets the girl because Netflix would cancel the show first before not doing any romance. God forbid people read between the lines, oh my God (<- I love Usokaya and everyone knows btw I am not complaining I cried when they kissed. I'm just saying that that's quite literally all he does. But Usokaya my beloved).

His OWN arc in OPLA is stolen by the screentime used for the Marines and Luffy is the one doing the work. They don't let Usopp follow through with what he actually does in the manga and it's very frustrating not being able to see him shine IN HIS OWN ARC. They barely give him any important scenes in comparison to the other characters. It's incredibly infuriating. See? I am now infuriated.

And now a lot of people watching OPLA have said they prefer OPLA Usopp rather than Manga!Anime!Usopp or that the live-action has made them like him better. I don't know what bothers me the most, really. People literally don't care about the characters, they just want them if they're hot. Which, by the way, it's insulting because if you don't find Manga!Anime!Usopp hot ?????? Please, go to the ophthalmologist because I think you need glasses.

I really hope we get more Usopp moments (hehe and Sanuso moments. My beloveds. They got their four cute short scenes in OPLA and I was the happiest person alive) next season because otherwise, I am going to fucking lose it.

[adarafaelbarba]

"I wish you would write a fic where…"

Rafael gets pegged. This man has to dominate a courtroom/be in control all day. Wouldn't it be nice for him to lose control and let someone take care of him for once?

I might. Honestly, that would be so fucking hot! 😍🥵

You'd been shocked, happily so, when Rafael suggested it. Happy that he trusted you enough, but it had been something you wanted to try too, none of your previous boyfriends had wanted to though so you'd stopped asking.

But there Rafael was, hands on your hips, perfect green eyes focused on your face, trying to read your expressions.

"You're sure about this Rafa?"

"Never been surer--I want you to peg me, amor, if you're on board with that."

He sounded so nervous, a stark contrast from how he usually was. That man exuded confidence in and out of the courtroom. Most people feared or respected him, even the ones who hated him had to confess that he had what took to be one of the best. So when he sounded nervous, it was something foreign to you.

"Let's look online for some toys, to get you prepped, and for the night itself. I want it to be memorable for both in a good way. So you'll have to promise to let me know if anything happens, no matter what Rafael." You gave him a look, telling him you were serious.

"I promise, amor. But trust me, I won't back down." A small smile crept on his face as he became more confident, and you couldn't help but lean in for a kiss, returning the smile against his lips.

~~~

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[fierce-stream1]

I need to go to bed aka introducing my starter families

I just want to preface this by saying that this took way too much time to put together, and I'm not even done yet, lol.

The Escarlata Family:

Davyd Escarlata | Scorpio | Vampire | Bisexual | Fortune/Knowledge | LTW Earn Lots of Money

7/10 Neat

5/10 Outgoing

6/10 Active

5/10 Playful

3/10 Nice

When push comes to shove, Davyd is a man who will get the job done. With his new fangs and blood lust, he must balance his thirst with the demands of his rap career.

Riley Escarlata | Taurus | Human | Straight | Pleasure/Popularity | LTW Became Celebrity Chef

5/10 Neat

7/10 Outgoing

2/10 Active

7/10 Playful

5/10 Nice

Riley has her eyes set on the kitchen, but she lacks organization and the discipline to succeed in the culinary business.

Christopher Escarlata | Capricorn | Human | Straight | Family/Knowledge | LTW Spent 200 Hours Teaching Others

7/10 Neat

5/10 Outgoing

2/10 Active

6/10 Playful

5/10 Nice

Christopher is a wise and well-travelled retiree who used to be a real family man until his wife refused to retire and his son became a vampire. But now, his biggest problem lies with his unmotivated daughter.

Yolanda Escarlata | Scorpio | Human | Straight | Fortune | LTW Self-Employed Talent

6/10 Neat

5/10 Outgoing

6/10 Active

3/10 Playful

5/10 Nice

Despite her advanced age, Yolanda has a sharp mind and a love for writing. She has no plans of retiring, and continues to pursue her true passion of culinary journalism.

The Chi Family

Yogi Chi | Scorpio | Human | Aro-Ace | Knowledge | LTW Became Cult Leader

8/10 Neat

7/10 Outgoing

10/10 Active

3/10 Playful

7/10 Nice

Yogi's young, handsome, and has a smile that draws people in. A friendly yoga instructor by day, nobody knows that once they're in his clutches, he will use his persuasive powers to convince them to do his bidding.

The Roomie Family

Greta Green | Cancer | Human | Bisexual | Knowledge/Family | LTW Became Ecological Guru

7/10 Neat

1/10 Outgoing

5/10 Active

5/10 Playful

7/10 Nice

Greta is a shy but passionate botanist who is determined to make a difference in her own quirky way. When she's not poring over environmental data, she enjoys spending time with her fashionable roommate, Janey. However, Greta can't help but wonder if her feelings for her gal pal go beyond just friendship.

Janey Styles | Taurus | Human | Gay | Popularity | LTW Self-Employed Talent

5/10 Neat

5/10 Outgoing

3/10 Active

6/10 Playful

6/10 Nice

Janey values style, fashion, sophistication, and has a passion for all things high-end and exclusive. Although she can be a bit bossy, her heart is in the right place.

The Silver Lining Family

On the left: Luna Wilde | Libra | Human | Gay | Popularity/Pleasure | LTW Become Rock God

2/10 Neat

8/10 Outgoing

6/10 Active

7/10 Playful

6/10 Nice

Fun loving and spontaneous, Luna is just one of those people who exudes energy and positivity no matter what.

On the right: Ella Elite | Aquarius | Human | Bi | Knowledge/Popularity | LTW Gain 5 Gold Badges

2/10 Neat

5/10 Outgoing

7/10 Active

6/10 Playful

5/10 Nice

Ella is trendy and always on the lookout for the next big thing. When she's not performing, she can usually be found protesting.

On the left: Aiden Spade | Virgo | Human | Straight | Knowledge/Fortune | Became Game Designer

6/10 Neat

4/10 Outgoing

6/10 Active

4/10 Playful

5/10 Nice

Aiden is as comfortable with a comic book as he is a guitar, and enjoys delving into the unknown. He's a self-proclaimed ghost hunter and is always up for a game of trivia.

On the right: Reid Stifled | Aquarius | Human | Gay | Family | LTW Graduate Children From College

5/10 Neat

1/10 Outgoing

6/10 Active

8/10 Playful

5/10 Nice

Reid is part of a band, but struggles to connect with his more social bandmates, who always seem to hog the spotlight. While he may be the unassuming one in the group, Reid has a playful personality that is a stark contrast to his shy demeanor.

And that's all for now! My god, that was too much. I hope to add more supernatural sims as well as some proper traditional families in the future to tie everything together. I'm sorry for any mistakes or missing context, I am exhausted, and some of this information I haven't gotten around to yet.

[theygotlost]

normally I either say all my fave characters are bisexual because i do what i want or I am just more drawn to characters that exude a bisexual energy but i get like 0 bisexual vibes from vimes. and I wont even say that its because hes devoted to sybil so his sexuality outside of that doesnt matter, cause hal from malcolm in the middle is the most wife guy character ever and HE gives me even stronger bi vibes than vimes. its ok though cause i ❤ straight people

[sayh3y2uri]

As a bisexual woman in a heterosexual monogamous relationship, I find it troubling to deny my urge for women. This is not to say I think about stepping out on my partner. I am completely satisfied in my relationship and with how we are growing and building. I just find the list I feel for women to grow stronger and stronger. I am not the sharing type so I wouldn’t want to try a threesome or more than one person in a relationship, but there are certain aspects about women that no matter how hard a man may try, he just simply cannot imitate. I enjoy the masculinity I get to exude when with a woman as well as the taste and feel of a woman. There is no man in the world that can replace that. And I don’t know how to address it with my partner, so my free therapist which is tumblr will have to do. On the unlikely off chance someone does see this and can relate. What is some advice you may have.

[officialdiegorodriguez]

Henry didn’t seem put out or pissed off by Diego’s advances, but he wasn’t overly enthusiastic either. Diego had always found him quite hard to read, in that respect. He knew that Henry was openly bisexual, and more than once he and Poppy had seen the pianist leave parties with a stranger in tow. Not that it was for them to decide what he was getting up to with the aforementioned strangers, but it would be stupid to assume they were just heading back to his room for a light game of scrabble. And yet, despite the charm that seemed to exude from Diego’s every being, it never seemed to work on Henry. He wasn’t sure why that was, but it bothered him. He wasn’t trying to endear him too much, mind you – he didn’t wanna lead Henry on with the promises of romance and love, he wasn’t actually into guys – but it wasn’t often that he found himself in bed with an attractive guy, having his offer for a blowy thrown back in his face. 

“Messy can be good, Henners,” he insisted, offering the man a wink. His chest ached, ever so slightly, at the mention of Poppy. It was strange to think that anybody could mistake the two for a couple. Though they had a lot of history, some of it romantic and some of it not, Diego thought it was as clear as day that Poppy no longer harbored anything other than platonic feelings for him. Hell, even back when they had dated, she’d made it very clear that they worked better as friends. It had stung, it still did even all these years later, but he wasn’t about to lose his closest friend over something so stupid. So what if he was deeply and irrevocably in love with her? It wasn’t like he ever planned on going the long haul with anybody else, so what did it really matter where his his affections lay? “It’s not like that, Hen. Poppy and I are just friends. She has no romantic feelings for me whatsoever. We hook up now and again when she needs a little... reprieve, but it’s nothing more than sexual.” 

His eyes followed the trail of Henry’s finger as he traced the soft fabric beneath them. Without thinking, he caught Henry’s hand with his own, turning it over in his palm and linking their fingers together. There was a soft voice, somewhere far in the back of his mind, that told him the gesture was a little too tender, that it could be perceived as romantic, even. But physical affection came easy to Diego, in any context really, and he never saw the harm in holding somebody’s hand regardless of gender. Carefully, he lifted Henry’s hand higher, gently nipping at one of his fingers, playful and teasing. 

“You’re right, I don’t need my ego to be stroked,” he laughed, his breath hot against Henry’s skin, a glint in his eye as he put emphasis on that final word.  

He released the other man’s hand, watching as he fell flat on his back, avoiding Diego’s gaze altogether. Something about his stature, his indifference, was still riling Diego up, sending a twinge coursing through his already aching bulge. 

“Okay, fine,” he huffed, his hand wandering for the umpteenth time that evening, gently readjusting his boxers as blood rushed to his nether regions. “How about instead of me finally showing you what this mouth do, I just order us pizza and some beers and we kick back? Just bros. Some one on one time without Pops monopolizing all your time, huh?” 

Naturally, Diego found the events that came to pass very funny. Henry wasn’t so amused, although that was just down to his very real, very pressing hunger rather than any genuine annoyance. He flashed Diego a quick look then began patting around the pockets of his jeans for his phone, wondering if there was anything worthwhile that he could order from Uber Eats nearby.

His little trick on Diego and the man’s subsequent indignation was enough to quell his hunger for a few seconds. Mainly because he was so busy gently laughing at the unimpressed noise Diego let out. He’d known exactly how it must have looked, his hand creeping closer towards Diego’s boxers, only to swerve at the last minute and do that. Half of him expected Diego to take the hump with him and go back to his own room and although logic told him that would be the preferable option, he was strangely relieved when Diego seemed undeterred. Still, he kept his face impassive, arms crossing themselves behind his head so he could relax against them.

At Diego’s words, he raised an eyebrow. It had been said that Henry was honest, sometimes painfully so, and he could admit that sometimes he lacked tact when he refused to beat around the bush. Still, Diego was also horrendously blunt in his own way. Like right now, talking about how hard he was.

Try as he might, Henry couldn’t help but let his eyes dip downwards to the obvious bulge in Diego’s boxers. He hated that he’d so easily fallen into the trap of looking because he knew that would only make Diego smug, but that didn’t mean he was just going to give in to him. Instead, his gaze trailed back upwards to his bandmate’s face where he saw no signs of laughter. Diego wasn’t joking; Henry hadn’t really expected him to be anyway.

“You’re shameless,” he stated, swallowing too audibly for him to sound as casual as he wanted it to.

He didn’t want Diego to get the wrong idea. He wouldn’t outright lie and say that he found the other man unattractive, because it was clear that everyone and their grandmother did. Sometimes it felt like Diego Rodriguez had the whole world wrapped around his finger and that Henry was the only one who was making a conscious effort to resist him, yet he wasn’t driven by a need to play hard to get so that Diego would chase him. He just knew Diego, or at least he’d gotten to know him a little more of the years to the point where they certainly weren’t strangers. Therefore, he knew how Diego liked to present himself. There were a lot of things that he was sure Diego would label himself as: talented, good-looking, charismatic, a sex symbol, the list was endless. Queer, however, was not one of them.

He knew Diego slept with men and he also knew that was a very not-straight thing to do. But he also knew that Diego was not willing to discuss that or go anywhere near the zip code of discussing that. As far as the world at large was concerned, Diego Rodriguez was a heterosexual ladies’ man and if Henry knew better then he also knew to shut up about it.

Stefan had been like that. Popular with the girls at school, never without a date on the weekends, but after it, he would be the one sneaking into Henry’s apartment or climbing on top of his lap in Henry’s car, kissing him until he forgot all about Megan or Emily or Sarah or whatever her name had been. He’d been Henry’s in secret, but never anywhere else, and the way he’d proclaimed himself to be totally straight in public was something that Henry often saw reflected in Diego’s behaviour today. And that was more than a slippery slope. Henry knew all too well what that could lead to, and the idea of Diego tumbling down the same path as Stefan terrified him.

Not that he let his fear show on his face though. He didn’t want to put any more distance between himself and Diego when their friendship was already tenuous at best. Instead, he rolled onto his side so they were facing each other.

“Sex with friends can be really messy. And not in a good way,” he said. He glanced down at the bedspread, tracing the pattern of the duvet with his finger. “And what about Poppy? I know you two are close. There’s no way I’d do anything to compromise her feelings.”

He looked at Diego again. “You already know you’re hot, Diego. You don’t need me to be the one to feed your ego,” he said, rolling back onto his back, trying to remember how to not feel so flustered and turned on. Because that wasn’t what was supposed to be happening right now.

[dinogoose]

you put me on (and said I was your favorite)

“Eddie, us getting a divorce was not a failure. It was two people realizing they are better apart. And we are! You said it yourself, you feel happier.” She gestures to him, waiting for a sign he’s listening.

“Yeah but I-“

“No.” She cuts him off, “Love is terrifying, and heavy, and honestly makes living harder, but and that’s a big but,” Eddie snorts, she ignores him. “It’s worth it. I promise you that, and you have this great thing in front of you. So please, for me, for Christopher, for yourself, tell Buck you love him.”

(or shannon lives, eddie and her are the best co-parents, and eddie loves buck)

Every Sunday Eddie and Shannon go out for lunch, while Chris gets some one-on-one time with his Abuela.

They use these lunches to talk about all sorts of things, silly inside-jokes from their childhoods, gushing over Christopher, and occasionally deep secrets. Secrets that take a lot of courage to admit.

A few months ago, her and Eddie were just making small-talk after placing their orders. It was awkward, almost painfully so. Which was very worrying, things hadn’t been this uncomfortable since the divorce dinner.

“Eddie… is there- something wrong?” Shannon asks carefully, not wanting to spook him. He finally meets her eyes still fidgeting with his hands.

“I- Uhm- I need to tell you something.” A million thoughts rushed through Shannon’s mind. Was he taking Christopher away? Was he leaving? Re-enlisting? She takes a deep breath.

“Okay, I’m all ears.” She can’t help the way her voice trembles. She grabs her water and takes a long gulp.

Eddie looks like he’s psyching himself up before he says, “As you know I’ve been going to therapy. Healing, trying to get better for myself.” Shannon nods, she knows this, and is very proud of him. “While I’ve been going… I learned a few things about myself. I- God this is so stupid- I’m gay.” Shannon is just blankly staring at Eddie, as he picks at the table cloth.

Huh. Eddie is gay. Part of her wants to laugh, not to make fun of him, but because this was not what she expected.

Thinking about it though, Eddie being gay isn’t completely out of left field. She’s not about to list a bunch of gay stereotypes he exudes, but more of she can just see it. The way he used to double glance at attractive men. How he never once had a celebrity crush. How utterly close he is to his one coworker.

Oh.

“Thank you for telling me. Not to over-shadow your coming out story, but I’m bisexual.” Eddie laughs, and the tension in his shoulders finally leaves.

-

After that, they became much closer. No topic was off-limits, no matter how strange or inappropriate.

Today's lunch consisted of them gossiping about everyone, playing rock-paper-scissors to decide who has to attend another child’s birthday party, and strangely enough, discussing their love lives.

Currently (despite Eddie’s protests) it’s his love life they’re talking about now. Or more specifically who they’re talking about now.

“You should do it! Come on, he so clearly loves you. That boy follows you around like a lost puppy.” Shannon says, waving a potato wedge at him to enunciate her point.

“Him ‘following me around like a lost puppy’,” Eddie gestures his fingers into air quotes. “Doesn’t mean he loves me too. So, no, I won’t do it.” He crosses his arms, huffing slightly.

Shannon gives him a very unimpressed look. A part of her does feel guilty, she probably caused this insecurity in him. She knows their divorce hurt Eddie, of course it did, it hurt her too. But, it was the best thing for them. They are better off as friends and co-parents.

Shannon takes a deep breath. “Eddie. You deserve happiness, and I really think telling him could bring you that.”

Eddie sighs, shaking his head, “I can’t Shan. I already had my chance at love, and I failed.”

She blinks slowly at him, contemplating smacking her ex-husband.

“Eddie, us getting a divorce was not a failure. It was two people realizing they are better apart. And we are! You said it yourself, you feel happier.” She gestures to him, waiting for a sign he’s listening.

“Yeah but I-“

“No.” She cuts him off, “Love is terrifying, and heavy, and honestly makes living harder, but and that’s a big but,” Eddie snorts, she ignores him. “It’s worth it. I promise you that, and you have this great thing in front of you. So please, for me, for Christopher, for yourself, tell Buck you love him.”

Rolling his eyes, Eddie continues to eat his food, not answering. However, judging from the small smile on his face, Shannon can tell she got through to him.

*

Eddie has decided, on his own, without any outside influence, to confess to Buck. Just don’t tell Shannon that.

After discussing with Karen, Hen, and even a lightly vague conversation with Bobby, he has decided to do it at home.

He’s going to cook a meal, set up a romantic dinner, and make his big speech. Hopefully Buck doesn’t run screaming for the hills. Not that he ever would. Buck is so incredibly kind, even if he wasn’t interested he would let Eddie down very gently.

But Eddie is about eighty percent sure Buck feels at least something for him. And he likes those odds, so here he is, trying to ask Buck out.

“Buck, hey- uh- do you want to come over for dinner today?” Eddie does his best to maintain eye-contact, but the way Buck looks, shedding his shirt to change into his civvies, is killing him.

Buck smiles, his crow-feet coming out. “Sure! You’ve been getting so good at cooking lately, I’m so proud.” He puts his hand over his heart, batting his eyelashes. Eddie doesn’t know if he wants to hit him or kiss him. Probably kiss him.

“Okay. Cool. I’ll see you at seven?” Buck has a hopeful look pass through his eyes, but it leaves just as quick as it came.

“Yeah- I- Yeah.” Suddenly Buck seems a little nervous, but Eddie brushes it off as projection. He just tells Buck he’ll see him later and heads out.

Oh my god, he did it. He asked Buck out. Now he has to successfully cook a meal without burning it (he’s proud to say his new record is four) and not screw-up his confession.

He’s got this.

-

He most certainly doesn’t ‘got this’.

His outfit feels wrong, sticking to his body in all the wrong places. The meal just isn’t where he wants it. The table he set feels stupid, and cheesy. To put it all simply, he’s freaking out.

Maybe this was all in awful plan- and execution. Maybe Eddie isn’t deserving of Buck’s love. Of Buck’s soft gazes, gentle touches, his warmth. All the good he exudes. Who is Eddie to try and claim that for himself? He doesn’t deserve that, Eddie-

Ding Dong

Oh shit.

“Coming!” He scrambles away from the table, careful not to knock over any candles. Because a firefighter lighting his house on fire is humiliating, and ironic.

Opening the door, he is greeted by a fantastic looking Buck. He’s wearing jeans that hug his thighs perfectly, a red maroon sweater, and his hair has no product- making it look impossibly soft.

Eddie has to clench his hands to stop from touching him.

“Wow- I mean- come in!” Why is he being so awkward? He has no clue. He steps aside, letting Buck in. Buck looks around then finds Eddie’s eyes looking confused.

“Are you having someone else over?” Eddie just stares at him, now also confused.

“No… just you. Why?” Buck looks away.

“Because of all,” He gestures to the table. “This. It’s just- uh- very romantic.” Buck stuffs his hands into his pockets, drilling a hole into the floor with his eyes.

Eddie comes to a startling realization, Buck doesn’t know this is a date. Eddie almost bursts out laughing.

“Romance was the goal I had in mind. Should we eat?” Eddie can practically hear the cogs turning in Buck’s head. It’s kind of adorable. Eddie pushes out his chair, gesturing to it like a gentleman. This seems to boot Buck back online, as he snorts and sits down.

“So… you were asking me on a date earlier?” Buck asks after Eddie sits down.

“Yes Buck. I’m sorry if it wasn’t clear enough,” He runs a hand through his hair. “I always thought I was pretty obvious with how much I- you know.”

Buck shakes his head, a small fond smile on his face. “I had thought I was being obvious! When you asked me out earlier, I thought I was just looking too deep into things. Hen told me I was being stupid.” Buck laughs and Eddie joins him, reveling in the sound.

“You were being stupid, but you got there.”

They both enjoy the meal, Eddie actually ended up making something delicious. The conversation is just as smooth as always, even with the newly added intimacy, it’s still them. Buck and Eddie.

They’re sitting on the couch a few hours later drinking beers when Buck says,

“I think I started falling in love with you after the earthquake.” He mumbles it into his bottle, but Eddie hears him crystal clear. He turns to him with wide eyes.

“That quick?” In Eddie’s wildest dreams, he had never expected Buck to be in love with him, let alone for that long. Buck just shrugs.

“After the shooting, you were teaching Christopher how to make spaghetti sauce. And man- I just knew. I had been in love with you for a while but that was the moment it finally clicked.” Buck takes his beer and Eddie’s, placing them on the table (on the coasters he bought Eddie). Then he turns his body so he’s fully facing Eddie.

“Eds, are we doing this?” His eyes are bright, full of hope, but bits of insecurity are shining through. Eddie places a hand on Buck’s jaw, attempting to ease his worries.

“If you want to. I think we’re both in good places. I’m back at the 118, I’m going to therapy and I love you so-”

Buck interrupts him with his mouth crashing down onto Eddie’s. Eddie gets with the program pretty quickly, deepening the kiss. Buck’s hands land on Eddie’s hips as he pulls him closer, nearly into his lap. They pull back, panting.

“In case I wasn’t explicitly clear earlier, I love you.” Buck says leaning in to place kisses on Eddie’s jaw. Eddie tilts his head up letting him.

“I love you too. Obviously.” Buck laughs, the air tickling Eddie’s neck.

The night ends beautifully, with Buck giving a speech about wanting to do things correctly, so he leaves with one last filthy kiss.

Eddie cannot believe he gets to have this.

He also can’t believe he has his ex-wife to thank for all of it.

[1ndulgences]

hello! i’m writing this in assumption that your match-ups are still open^^ feel free to delete this if they aren’t!!

> just to say it, in case it matters. i identify as female and my pronouns are she/her. i’m bisexual :)

i’ll start this off by saying i absolutely adore animals (especially cats). i literally fall asleep to animal documentaries. two of my favorite past-times are reading and writing. i have shelves of books and so so many pages of little poems and stories i write on my computer. i practice witchcraft, though i wouldn’t necessarily say that i am wiccan. i love crystals and herbs. i enjoy playing video games too.

i’m very shy and quiet around people i’m unfamiliar with due to my anxiety, so it’s difficult for me to open up and pursue friendships. because of this, i’m in my head a lot and i tend to day dream. i’m drawn to aesthetics and i like things with deep meanings. i tend over-analyze a lot of things— whether it’s a song, a story, or something someone says. i’m incredibly sensitive to my surroundings so i can easily read people. i’m a very good listener and i adore it when a person tells me about themselves or their day. generally, i’m very protective of the people i spend time with. i enjoy lightly teasing people but i can get quite bashful when the tables are turned. i get so embarrassed that it’s embarrassing… i love praise and will actively seek it, whether it’s showing someone a poem i’ve just written or a high score i’ve gotten on my favorite game. i’m really sensitive to other’s criticism though, and i can take things deep unless i know that it’s light-hearted or jokes. i like to use big words to make myself appear more intelligent and mature. i cannot stand scary things (DOLLS…) or insects, especially butterflies and bees.

AHH IM SORRY IF THIS IS A LOT i hope this isn’t too overwhelming for you!! if it is, feel free to delete! no hard feelings. regardless, i’m glad to see your blog getting more recognition 🫶 you deserve it

- 🍂

it is not too overwhelming, do not worry—! you gave me much to work with, and i hope i can deliver properly.....! thank you for your kind words and support, dear leafynon....~!

this may be a tad obvious of an answer, but i believe your perfect match would be.....

natsume is drawn in by your quiet nature, but you exude such a mysterious aura that he can't ignore. he is enamoured by you, and how you analyze the world around you so easily. at first, he simply wants to know more about you. someone like you must be hiding something, to be so soft spoken yet so in tune with everything around you. he wants to understand you. he needs to.

being natsume, of course, this means he tends to tease you. he quickly falls for the way you react to his words. whether it be how you perk up at his affirming words, or how you flush when his words poke at you. but do not misunderstand him — he deeply enjoys the long talks you both have, together observing the world and speaking in hushed voices when in class.

as protective as you can be, natsume takes things a step further. brewing potions, casting minor spells, watching your every move for his chance to save you... he makes sure that you are safe no matter what. all of this, and he claims you only to be a friend. a good magician never reveals his secret, hm? you would be used against him or endangered if he let the world knew of his feelings for you. but that certainly does not mean he will relinquish you to anyone else.

he may not be the best at video games, but he has learned a bit from sora. he loves to play with you, because he loves to see how happy you get when beating a level. sometimes, he likes to pretend that he does not ynderstand how to play, just to have you lean closer to explain the controls. or he will throw matches of competitive games so you can win, just so he can see you smile. you are smart, and if you catch onto his act, he will feign ignorance and tease you for being 'insecure', since clearly you are just so good at this game. do not doubt yourself in front of him, okay? he will simply will not accept it! if you do not catch onto the play, he will simply continue to do so since it makes you so happy when you win.

natsume has fallen for you, and he is a stubborn creature of jealousy. if he fears his aloof and playful nature has driven a wedge between you both, he is not above mixing together a strong love potion to bring you back into his arms. if you are hopelessly in love with him, then it would be okay for him to be more open with his own affections... in fact, he may not even wait to do such a thing. after all, that protective necklace he made you... there is an awful lot of rose quartz on it, isn't there?

you are his darling now, and he will never let you go!

[diana-prince-s]

Is Denali also bisexual? Does she feel any attraction for her husband or is she just too infatuated with Rosé to really know? Does she also find other women attractive? If not right now, did she beforehand? So fucking curious about this au, it’s so great and your writing is a gift

I think Denali isn’t clearly bisexual (but wow for some reason this isn’t as easy to answer as Rosé’s). I think if she is, she has a hard preference for women, but she sits somewhere close to the lesbian side of the spectrum. I don’t think she’s attracted to her husband lol he just doesn’t interest her. All she’s cared about deeply in life was knowing what the marriage woman ritual was because something deep down in her knew that it was something she would enjoy, connect with, etc. and I don’t think Rosé being her marriage-woman is the only reason for her deep emotional and sexual connection to the ritual. I think no matter who it was, it would have unlocked something incredibly homosexual in Denali. I do think it being Rosé adds another dimension, which is the power dynamic. Rosé just exudes and wields her power so flawlessly and that’s what enraptures Denali.

Denali for sure found other women attractive, like Symone and Katya, but of course they’re all older because of her attachment to the ritual. And I wonder how Denali would act being the marriage woman for some other young and inexperienced girl

[hellomynameisbisexual]

“Personally, I think choosing between men and women is like choosing between cake and ice cream; you’d be daft not to try both when there are so many different flavours.” This endearing analogy, uttered by equally endearing Icelandic icon Björk, stresses her steadfast opinion that “everyone is bisexual”. But even if bisexuality doesn’t describe everyone, it makes up the largest proportion of all people non-compliant to the adjective ‘straight’. Simply put, bisexuality is a term to describe individuals who feel romantically and/or sexually attracted to both sexes, meaning their preference is neither exclusive to men nor women.

But despite its sizeable demographic, and the numerous studies which conclude pure hetero- or homosexuality to be a myth, bisexuals often fall victim to social ostracism. Too gay for straights, too straight for gays, bisexuals are too frequently labelled as frauds or experimentalists, incapable of committing to one sole party. And as society’s understanding of sex and gender progresses, leaving little room for binaries, ‘bi’sexuality becomes increasingly complex.

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A constant and bothersome companion to bisexuality is its apparent ambiguity—society’s inability to grasp the potential for erotic or amorous interaction with not just one of the two sexes has wrongfully made bisexuality a matter of superstition. A recent study found that bisexuals, of all sexual minorities, are the most likely to suffer from mental illness along the lines of anxiety and depression, stemming from both internalised and externally inflicted biphobia on account of stigmatisation and discrimination induced not only by straight people, but by members of their own community as well. The most prevalent vehicle for intolerance of bisexuals is (surprise, surprise) the narrow-minded idea of there only being two sides to pick from, leading to nonsense-assessments à la “bi people are repressing something”, “bi people are on the verge”. Moreover, male-identifying bisexuals are regularly pigeonholed as gay men who want to feel more “normal” every now and then by strutting alongside a woman, whereas many bisexual women endure belittlement, their experiences reduced to mere trial and error phases of rebellious college years.

But what does being bi even really mean in an age when dating apps such as Tinder offer more than 20 options to describe one’s own identity? How timely is the concept of bisexuality when we’re on the cusp of throwing out expired definitions meant to mathematise human sexuality and identity politics? Connecting the dots—ranging from those force-feeding frequently surreal interpretations of bisexuality to the rusty roles and rules of gender coinciding herewith—brings along another, very new problem for and with the titular term. Bisexuality is rooted in duality—its name is predicated on the ‘fact’ that there are two genders: male and female. Present day’s discourse, however, has done its best at dismantling said duality, pushing the notion of gender as a social construct. What makes bisexuality a problem for mainstream culture to comprehend is the underlying, subtle reality that it ultimately caters to everyone but the straight cis-man—unfathomable for a mindset cemented in patriarchal convictions. It, with other things, then leads to a phenomenon called bi-erasure, and furthermore to bigotry at its broadest, sourced from wide-spread disregard for sexual fluidity and refusal of the concept that one doesn’t feel exclusively drawn to one thing in favour of the other.

It’s this exact type of treatment that exhibits the general populace’s insufficient degree of sensibility in dealing with matters “out of the ordinary” and why, despite it’s historic prolificacy (ancient Greek, Japanese and Roman depictions of bisexual relationships were fairly common), sexual fluidity didn’t gain mainstream momentum until the 70s, when Freddie Mercury and David Bowie emerged as two high profile beacons of the cause. Where previously bisexuality had been the product of retrospective speculation—Hollywood figures such as James Dean, Marlon Brando and Greta Garbo were ‘outed’ after their careers ended—pop music popularised bisexuality in the present—and for an audience beyond the queer underground.

That’s not to say Bowie’s take on bisexuality exactly exuded ‘Pride’—in fact, the artist explained more than once that officially coming out did him more harm than good. Still an undeniable legend in- and outside of the LGBTQ+ cosmos, Bowie—just as other people in his shoes—had difficulties with the term in question, revoking or minimising claims again and again—to the point that, to this day, biographers, fans and exes alike remain unsure wether or not he felt honestly attracted to women and men, or was merely intrigued by bisexuality on a shock value- or curiosity-level. It resembles the kind of borderline sensationalism that brought forth Madonna and Britney’s VMA kiss, vague-at-best comments by celebs in interviews and other question-worthy instances of how bisexuality has been brushed up against, but rarely embraced on a genuine level by people of public interest.

It all charts back to what is referred to as the male gaze—the filter through which we’ve been taught to consume our environment, particularly by way of media. Even the little bits and pieces one does see tapping into alternatives to classic hetero monogamy are mostly blemished by negative stereotyping and bizarrely hypersexualised scenes fresh out of frat-bro wet-dreams. Going against this grain is Desiree Akhavan’s series “The Bisexual”, in which the 35-year old actress, director and HBO’s “Girls”-alumna has managed to entertainingly and thoughtfully depict what might be be one of the first examples of how to pop culturally handle the often conflicting topic of being bisexual with care.

Aforementioned proceedings considered, execution and a heightened awareness for cause-and-effects are why a new generation of vocal youth has, across all platforms, boosted a conversation to crack open the boxes we are either placed in, or choose to place ourselves in for fear of bad resonance. More modern, more inclusive designs like pansexual—the tendency to sexually or romantically like someone in spite of biologically- or self-ascribed traits of gender or sex—are on a rise. To many, ‘queer’ is the least restrictive of all labels, indicative of liberation from the binary. In this instance, it seems as though bisexuality in its traditional sense no longer remains the most politically correct of all notions.

But that being said, we mustn’t forget: labels can do harm, but they also set free. The ability to engage in conversations like these is a privilege we’ve been afforded in the West—a privilege that’s important to remember at the time when our part of the globe celebrates Pride, while others in the LGBTQ+ community elsewhere are being imprisoned or even killed for their sexual identities. Bisexuality, and everything that has branched from it to articulate sexual fluidity, needs to be taken seriously within our own, local spaces—just as serious as every other letter in the line-up that constitutes the LGBTQ+ umbrella. Resisting to defy suppressions of any kind—even if you’re not personally vulnerable to their consequences—results in nothing. It’s only through efforts to increase visibility inside our already comparatively progressive realms that we can transport Pride’s cause to places still at unease with non-heteronormativity, and actually feel proud.

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author’s letter :

❝dear reader,

given that today is the bisexuality visibility day, i thought it was convenient to write a series of headcanons regarding bisexuality through the lense of different verses. i hope that you had a lovely bi day, my fellow bisexuals, and i wish nothing but the very best for you all.

sealed with a kiss,

nikki.❞

letter object : a series of headcanons where the reader is doing their coming out in the most serene, welcoming and comforting way possible.

genre : fluff.

warnings : none.

> Hawks just sent you a letter, would you like to read it?

Confidence reigns supreme in your bond with Hawks, it’s secret and perhaps silent, but you both know that you can trust each other with everything you possess.

It’s Hawks, after all. He’s pretty chill himself, so you don’t need the need to organize a flashing coming out with a cake or hell, even a plane which passes by him with a message attached to its tail indicating that you’re bisexual.

It doesn’t have to be over the top, and this is what you cherish with Hawks— the simplicity of things.

It probably comes natural, after a day at work and patrol. You’re just both exhausted and crash down on the sofa, your arms cradle the back of your head as a support while Hawks his stretching his wings.

“Keigo, can I tell you something?”

“Go ahead, kid, I’m all ears.”

As a matter of fact, it does come natural.

“I mean, it’s not that big of a deal but I’m bisexual, I just wanted to tell you know since you’re so obsessed with me.”

Regardless whether or not the both of you are in a relationship, his first instinct will be to protect you— whether it’s through wording or gestures.

Picture yourself cradled in his embrace and not only do you have the protection given by his arms, you are also shielded from the rest of the world by his scarlet wings.

He knows out of all people that the world can be a bad place and you’re an absolute gem to his eyes so he can’t help protecting you, nurturing you almost, after all, it’s in his nature.

Then, the pseudo-serious atmosphere is shattered by the man who created it himself. He allows a laughter to break free from his lips, a deed caused by an intense reflexion... or so you thought.

“Pretty bird, do you really think you can fool me? I’ve seen the way you look at Miruko, it’s cute. But I’ve also seen the way you look at me, and it’s also cute. Don’t sweat it, kid, I ain’t surprised one bit.”

Overall, his best atout is that you will feel at ease instantly. Dealing with Hawks equals entering a permanent “no judgement zone”, although... He’s not one to keep it quiet all the time, which leaves a rosy tint on the apples of your cheeks.

> Nami just sent you a letter, would you like to read it?

I wish I was kidding but Nami was actually a very big part of my bisexual awakening.

Nami not only has a sixth sense to detect any changes concerning the weather, she also possesses a sixth sense regarding lies— she can smell a lie from miles away.

This hidden ability of hers is the reason why she does not buy it for a single second when you’re telling her that you’re “fine” when in reality you have been cruelly lacking slumber.

Needless to say, Nami isn’t the type to beat around the bush (especially when the health and well-being of her crew mates are at sake) and will confront you.

She may exude some kind of terrifying aura when she is feeling vivid emotions, but this shell enveloping her is mostly coming from a place of love and care for you. As a matter of fact, she is hiding this haunting fear of you being hurt or anything of the sort behind this scary façade.

Although she is worried about you, she doesn’t want this to embarrass you or make things awkward hence why she decided to pull you aide from the preying eyes of the crew. Nami thinks that intimacy is the best environment to settle issues.

“So, do you mind telling me what’s been bothering you lately?”

“It’s so stupid, I don’t even know how to say this...” You answer but failed to form this sentence without hesitating over the choice of your wording.

“If you’re scared or don’t want to talk about it, we can just go back to whatever we were doing before and I’ll forget everything about it.” She offers, the pads of her fingertips brushing hesitantly against the flesh of your wrist.

You take a few seconds to inhale and exhale deeply, you needed this. You just needed a few seconds before jumping in the abyss “No, no, it’s fine. I agreed to come here so I might as well say it : I’m bisexual.” You sound even more out of breath than expected.

The sole thing you can see before being yanked into Nami’s chest is a grin plastered upon her facial traits, it shines amongst the stars dancing in the sky. “It’s okay to be scared, but just know that I’m so proud of you for having found the courage to tell me this.”

Ever since that day she trained Zeus to electrocute any homophobic person she sees in your honor.

[whistlesanbells]

Community Headcanons

Just a random list of headcanons I have, organized by character (feat. A lot of Britta x Annie)

Jeff

I saw someone mention that Jeff might have an ED, and given what we see with his relationship with food, and how he is willing to go as far as to hurt himself to be the best at something (in this case be the best looking) it makes a lot of sense.

A lot of people headcanon Jeff as bi but honestly I just take him as cishet. He has many many issues but I don’t think sexuality is one of them, because half his personality is his attraction to every woman that breathes lmao

Exudes top energy but really the minute someone else tops him, he gets insecure for a bit but ends up really liking it.

Britta

Raging bisexual. I feel like she’s known for a long time, but never told the group because it would just be another thing for them to poke fun of about her.

In the same vein, I believe Britta’s parents were very homophobic, and that’s why she cut ties. I think she came out to them at a younger age and it was messy. It would make sense that she would refuse to tell the group why she didn’t get along with her parents: because she wasn’t ready to come out to the group yet. Instead it gets framed as her just rebelling for no reason.

We hear almost nothing about Britta’s past, except for a few offhand comments about a dinosaur-related trauma. Britta is incredibly quick to deny talking about her past, which led me to believe that she has some kind of trauma. Personally, I believe she was r*ped in her childhood, which would explain her extra effort to comfort troy when he lied about it. It would also explain why she is so fervently for women’s rights, especially when it has to do with bodily autonomy.

Dyslexic!Britta makes so much sense to me, because her parents were likely unsupportive, so she didn’t get much help or accommodations in school at a young age. This probably led to her habit of going out of her way to do poorly in a class so it looks like she’s just not trying, so she doesn’t have to face the reality that she never developed good study habits and she would have a lot of trouble in school even if she tried. Even though she doesn’t do well in school, she’s really smart, she’s just not great at articulating her points :))

She was a tomboy in elementary school before it was considered socially acceptable, and she was bullied ruthlessly for it. In her true, “stick it to the man” fashion, she never grew out of it.

Britta is terrified of Annie finding out that she won’t do well in school even if she DOES try, because she’s afraid Annie will lose respect for her.

Annie was the only one in the group she came out to, because she trusted her to keep a secret and not to judge. Annie asks her a LOT of questions, but Britta puts up with it.

Acts like a top, is really a bottom.

She has a crush on Annie from 21st century romanticism on, but never expresses it because she doesn’t want to make Annie uncomfortable.

Troy

Gay lmao

I definitely feel like he had a crush on abed around end of season 3/ beginning of season 4, but it was unreciprocated.

Troy has an inherent sensitivity that makes him the heart of the show, but it took a while for him to feel comfortable with that. I feel like he had a lot of parental pressure to be perfectly straight and masculine, since he was raised under a strict religion.

Troy never wanted to be an athlete. I believe he wasn’t allowed to explore his interests because he demonstrated talent for sports at a young age, and that’s what he was pressured to do for the rest of his life.

Troy doesn’t always understand how Abed functions, but he is always accepting, supportive and understanding. Instead of trying to understand how his brain works, he memorized the patterns of what bothers him and what doesn’t, and uses that to help his friend in the best way he can. It’s super sweet :))

Abed

Aro/ace Abed rights!! I haven’t seen this one as much, but I really like it. I genuinely don’t think abed has much interest in relationships, which has absolutely nothing to do with being neurodivergent. I think he feels pressure from the group to date, because that’s what they think is “normal.”

I LOVE Annie and Abed’s friendship but I definitely don’t ship them. Sure, they kissed once, but she was attracted to Han Solo, not abed. Annie was attracted to dean when he was actually like Jeff too, but she DEFINITELY wasn’t attracted to dean lmao. Instead, I think they’re both really close because they’re both neurodivergent, and Annie understands him more than anyone else in the group, albeit not entirely. They also have a special handshake you can see at the end of season one :)

This isn’t a headcanon but it’s *technically* never stated in the show but Abed definitely has autism. l DO headcanon that Annie has his safe foods written down in a list because she’s the only one who knows how to cook in the apartment, and she knows it’s important to him.

Abed has all of his friends’ likes and dislikes memorized and written down, as well as their birthdays, as a result of psychoanalyzing them. He gives the best birthday gifts and never forgets.

Definitely was the ACB (creds to film theory on that one)

Shirley

I don’t have a lot of theories for Shirley, because we see a lot of her personal story in canon. However, I do believe that she wasn’t always such a devout Christian. I think she was raised with Christian ideals, but it wasn’t central to her personality until Andre cheated on her. After she went though a dark period of (likely) alcoholism, I like to think that’s when she turned to Christianity, and it gave her hope. She loves it so much because it genuinely did save her from a bad time in her life.

I think she is a big part of the reason why Troy, Abed, Britta, and Annie are afraid to come out to the group. They assume she would never see them in the same light, when truth be told, she would love them all the same. I think she would be uncomfortable at first, but either she would come to the realization or britta would convince her that it is inherently Christian to love everyone, no matter what. Her motherly instincts take precedence over her Christian ideals.

Shirley views Annie as the daughter she never had, but is very careful not to tell her for fear of hurting her feelings. She very much enjoys helping her navigate college and seeing her mature. She also loves all their girl talk since this is the aspect of parenting that she doesn’t get with three boys. In the same vein, she loved teaching Britta how to have friends who are girls, and she likes to think she played a part in raising her.

Pierce

I don’t like pierce enough to psychoanalyze him lmao

Annie (saddle up, this is gonna be long)

Lesbiannie, obviously. Annie’s romantic tendancies SCREAM compulsive heterosexuality. Annie’s relationships with men are always schoolgirl crushes, and she even admits to abed that she never really liked Jeff, she just liked the idea that he was available and willing to love her. It also makes sense that she can’t stand the idea of not being perfect in every way, including heterosexual (because she confirms that her parents are bigoted and that’s likely what she was taught). I think she would have a lot of internalized homophobia, and she would be very insecure about her sexuality, seeing how she acted during the STD fair.

I would love to think Annie also had her first ever real, I like this person for themselves and not just because they’re attainable crush on Britta. She always looked up to her because she was so cool and far less uptight than she was, but as they grew closer, she saw her in a different light. I ship them hardcore lmao.

Annie has ADHD!! I could talk for hours about this, mostly because I have very similar struggles to Annie’s canon character arc (minus the drugs lmao) and it’s mostly due to my adhd. Long story short, she was likely raised undiagnosed until she discovered it herself, which led to trying adderall and overdoing it because she was unsupervised. She was likely very insecure about her ADHD, which led her to overcompensating academically. Because she masked so much in academic settings, it’s likely she didn’t have much of a social life because that’s where her symptoms presented themselves more.

In addition being friends with abed has made her far more comfortable unmasking. If you watch her in studies in modern movement you can see her stimming (flapping her hands, rocking back and forth and swinging her arms) way more than usual. She normally fidgets by fiddling with her fingers by her waist and pulling her elbows tight to her sides in a position suspiciously similar to raptor arms. Not only is this a common and discreet way to fidget, it is easily passed off as good posture. This makes sense, as it is Annie’s trademark resting position.

Annie reads YA books and a LOT of fanfiction for fun. The group expects her to be more well versed in classic literature, but the girl just loves her some vampires. It’s where she learned a LOT of her....dnd tricks ;).

Top energy that Jeff never let her use DEFINITELY comes out with Britta.

She helps Britta study and teaches her all the study habits she had to learn, and Britta’s grades improve a little bit!!

Switched to pantsuits because of britta, I like to think she had some influence on that.

Lost interest in Jeff after Basic Sandwich

Knew that Abed was the ACB the whole time, she definitely had it figured out in that binder lmao

Anyways enjoy, just figured I’d write this down somewhere haha

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Ayaka Yamato ★ picrew link

gender: female sexuality: bisexual age: 22 height: 5′4″ (162cm) body notes: She’s rather chubby and has acne scars all over her face from the fact that she picked at her pimples when she was younger. She has one lobe piercing in each ear and a navel piercing on the top part of her belly button. Her hair is bleached a very light brown.

type of yandere: Self-Indulgent Yandere

these types of yandere usually (not always) don’t really obsess over their darlings for the sake of the darling. mostly, they’re self serving and selfish; they want whatever their darling provide. usually, they want to keep the darling all to themselves for that reason. whatever the case, these yandere are more likely to hurt their darling or have sadistic tendencies towards their darling. it’s not about what darling wants, it’s about what they want.

Everything Ayaka wants, she gets. That’s always how it’s been and, if she has a say in it, that’s always how it will be. Most of the time, whenever she gets interested in something and she gets it, she gets bored of it. The thing she loves the most is the chase; calculating how to get what she wants, bargaining for it and outsmarting others to get it. So, if she ever really falls in love with someone, the person she’d fall in love with would have to be someone she just can’t find herself getting bored over. Once she finds someone like that, she’ll chase after them and she’ll get them and she’ll keep them. They’ll be hers forever whether they want to be or not.

likes: sweets, stuffed animals, video games, soda, social media dislikes: not getting what she wants, bitter foods, most vegetables, strong alcohol

As expected from someone who practically exudes spoiled brat energy, Ayaka doesn’t do anything. Her father is the head of a pharmaceutical company that also dips its fingers in the drug market. The company is her father’s lifeblood and he plans on passing it to his eldest son. Since her father’s always so busy, Ayaka was raised with little to no guidance. Anything she wanted was given to her without a second thought.

Her father’s always been a traditional Japanese man and, at first, Ayaka was raised to be the perfect traditional Japanese woman. She still acts like such in front of her father but, really, there’s not a lot her father can to with her upbringing if he’s not even there much do begin with. Her mother, on the other hand, is the perfect Japanese housewife and trophy arm candy. Ayaka can easily fool her too by just batting her eyelashes and smiling. Her brother barely acknowledges her so she doesn’t even have to pretend in front of him.

Since her whole family was too busy for her during her childhood, she skipped all the prissy traditional stuff and just took the reign on her education. She told her tutors what to teach her and told her tutors when to teach her.

Eventually, she just stopped tutors all-together. Instead of studying or going to college, Ayaka fills her time with clubs and cocktails and flings. When she’s not out partying in frat houses and late-night clubs, Ayaka is inside playing the newest video game or sprucing up her social media with new selfies. Her follower count doesn’t really matter to her but the compliments and nice comments on her posts are a good ego boost every now and again.

Surprisingly, she doesn’t really follow anyone back on social media. Ayaka doesn’t really do long time friends. She has casual acquaintances, people she’ll party with for a night or two a month, but nothing really serious. Same goes for her romantic endeavours.

sexual preference: dominant switch

turn ons: pegging (giving), toys (giving/receiving), degradation (giving), impact play/spanking (giving), over-stimulation (giving), oral (receiving), size difference (giving/receiving), creampies (receiving), free use (receiving)

breast size: 32C