#i want the show to give her someone to be gay w. this is how gabrielle x jesse can still win (literally interacted maybe once in the books)

[neonsbian]

one of my greatest iwtv s3 fears is that lestat is gonna be weird abt gabrielle just like he is in the books

[freakassfemme]

streamer!gf! abby head cannons ✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧

this came to me so violently. i couldn't get it out fast enough

✮⋆˙ initially she gets popular with a male audience through first person shooter games and her custom builds of old ass computers from like, random 90s scrap lots she finds on ebay

✮⋆˙ is playing black ops or something for a throwback Thursday and bumps into some random kid on voice chat who tells her to play Roblox (she's never heard of it)

✮⋆˙ lev explains it to her and she finds the concept really weird and kind of funny so she agrees and streams it one day, which SHOVES her through a portal to popularity

✮⋆˙ hot buff nerdy girl w glasses on my computer? yeah her demographics change REAL fast

✮⋆˙ surprisingly she has a lot of fun with it. she thinks the games people recommend her are really hilarious and her chat eats it up

✮⋆˙ never mentions being gay until someone makes a Chappell roan reference in chat one day and just casually she's like "omg my girlfriend loves her"

CROWD GOES WILDDDDDDDDD

✮⋆˙ very quickly they want to meet you. abby refuses at first, but slowly allows you to weasel your way in, whether it's through playing on your switch in the background, blurred out, or you running after bear and alice to try to rush them out of abby's office

✮⋆˙ soon enough you're sitting down live because abby can't place on dress to impress and she's pissed

✮⋆˙ it becomes a joke, but she loves it. she really enjoys making more light-hearted content and connecting with different types of people rather than vaguely-threatening tech bros

✮⋆˙ has a thing where if anything gay happens on screen she salutes the camera or gives the craziest side eye

✮⋆˙ still goes back to her roots and plays the most random old games she's had to pirate off some sketchy websites and download suspicious files to obtain, just laughs nervously when everyone's freaking out about it

"whaaaat? no, the internet is really nice to me. it would never do that -- oh FUCK" (mods are rushing to blurr out her IP address)

✮⋆˙ has the driest, most sarcastic humor that everyone adores.

"I want to rip your bicep off with my teeth... that's really normal of you."

"you think you could do it better? yeah? is that going to be before or after your homework?"

✮⋆˙ very minimalist, black setup with some black ambient lighting that's low-key like hot as fuck

but she's really clumsy and trips a lot, especially because it's dark. her monitor is falling like every other night and she's lucky it hasn't cracked

✮⋆˙ constantly bombarded with edits of her to muse that you'll be running in to show her midstream. she gets the biggest, most shit-eating grin

also didn't really understand what an edit was until you showed and explained it to her lol

✮⋆˙ eventually, as she opens up more and becomes more of a charming personality than a stoic bro-type, she starts making other friends.

yeah she becomes friends with streamer!ellie <3

as the time goes by, she and ellie get really close. there's definitely multiple streams of you, abby, dina and ellie playing mario kart or luigi's mansion on some first generation wii

✮⋆˙ abby teaches you how to jailbreak anything and everything from a 3DS to a switch, even when you're freaking out that she's going to lock it and you'll have to get a new one

✮⋆˙ eventually she sets you up a little corner in her office for when you join her on her streams. it goes from being one camera to you both having separate monitors, and yours is obviously much more colorful than hers

✮⋆˙ on very, VERRRRRY rare occasions she'll say something like "gotta lock in" or "ate", and its usually after like the most gruesome scene in a horror game and like 20 seconds delayed

like imagine her saying "gotta lock in" trying to be funny and finally getting into the bathroom in silent hill and then just sitting over the sink with her jaw on the floor for fifteen seconds

"Jesus Christ, am I going to get banned for showing that?"

✮⋆˙ really gets into analog horror and eventually starts drafting her own concepts, which pushes her into the rabbithole of ARGs

✮⋆˙ loves when people make virtual stickers of her, she thinks its really funny and though she never gets into "merch", she doesn't mind people turning stuff into actual stickers. she thinks its even funnier when she's never seen a screenshot until someone sends her it as a sticker

lets you keep them all and put them on the fridge or your water bottle

✮⋆˙ never does anything risky on stream but is no stranger to leaning back in her chair for a good time if you tiptoe in one night after she's logged off

[hcfiles]

It seems that HC has the worst friends. Messages from Deuxmoi and a woman saying good things about Armie Hammer and flaming HC, allegedly in Brazil, have been revealed. Apparently HC's friends were too loud and disruptive while AH was a gentleman. This proves that he was only surrounded by people who didn't know how to behave and respect his work, unlike his family. He's never known loyal people who respected his work, then or now. I bet they've done even more than has been revealed.

These rumours about Brazil are old, but nothing has been proven. And, despite who he really is, we have to admit he was always very polite and careful not to stain his image in public. He only slipped recently with this PR stunt for not knowing more about the ho**er he was going on a PR with.

I bet no one knew, for example, about the bl*w j*b picture. And, I suppose she has enemies, maybe old colleagues that were humiliated on National TV during that MTV show or fake friends, who probably know her and decided to spread tea about her dirty life. That was probably, one of those guys who were in the pic with her.

One thing about pics that people usually don't question: the observer behind the cam taking the pic. 'Cause someone registered that moment and saved that pic for a reason. What was the intention in taking that pic and saving that image?

And, who is that man who practically shows his naked butt to the camera and his eggplant to her? Probably one of her gay friends who is always with her, but having it exposed gives people the freedom to think it could be Henry Cavill himself.

Why not? She doesn't seem that young in that pic and they both (HC and NV) are insisting on proving their affair. So, as the pic was public, I can imagine whatever I want about it, right?

[fairlyang]

El perdedor 🕷️

finding your ex at the club

w/c: 2.7K

pairing: ex!miguel x latina!reader

tags: rebound, dancing, a lil gay if you squint, shaking ass, jealousy, delulu ex, slowly folding

notes: i posted this shit back in june and when I was reposting everything I really didn’t wanna repost this one but I think there’s more latinas here entonces para ustedes mis amores <3 (only thing I changed from this was the pov bc it was so bad LMAO but it was my 4th fic of mig)

You roll your eyes at your new fling's friend after making a nasty joke of a girl who just walked past you. He takes notice and tells you to stop being so uptight. "Then stop being such a dick." You say and he snorts.

You roll your eyes and look away from him. Having to deal with this bullshit just for some mediocre dick with alright dirty talk? Probably one of my worst decisions to date.

Next to breaking up with Miguel.... But your ego will never let you admit that you miss him and his won't either, clearly since it's been two months. But you couldn't wait around to find out so you’ve been fooling around a bit. Nothing serious since you’re not in the right headspace for that and Daniel knows that. Just here for the drinks, alright sex, and decent conversations.

You’re in line to get into a club but as it's almost midnight it's the hot hour of everyone wanting to get wasted. "Why can't we go to another club? This line is so fucking long-" a girl from fling's friend group asks.

"This is the only one with incredible strippe-"

You groan and shake your head. "Don't you have a girlfriend?"

"It's none of your business actua-"

"You two didn't break up though, Y/n kinda has a point....." Daniel speaks up and he pretends to cry.

"Whah whah- so what? She thinks she can still be friends with her ex while being with me? Then I'll just have my own fun." He says with a smirk and you have the most disgusted look on your face ever.

The other girl does as well and just shakes her head. The lines finally starts moving and at a fast pace actually until it stops with the people in front of you showing the bouncers their ids. You get your out from your bra making the annoying asshole smirk. "Fuck off."

He holds up his hands in defense and Daniel moves to stand next to you. "Soon as we're in there he's gonna be out of our hands alright?" He whispers and you just nod.

The people in front of you finally show them and you step forward. You give it to the bouncer to the left and he looks at it and feels it for a few seconds before handing it back and nods. You move forward, putting it in your phone case, and wait for Daniel to get his checked and you step into the first set of doors. You both wait for the other two and you can instantly smell all the sweat and alcohol. Amazing.

They both finally join you and walk ahead of you, not caring you guys waited. You give Daniel a look and he shrugs. Asshole goes straight to where there are indeed strippers and home girl was nowhere to be seen. That was fast.

"So drinks?" Daniel asks and you nod following him to the main bar.

You walk through people just standing around by booths and table and other who are just making out. You make it to the bar and Daniel says something you can't hear because of the loud techno with pop music. The bartender takes out two shot glasses and fills them to the very top. Daniel picks them both up and gives you yours.

You raise it up and bring it to your mouth and swallow it fast. You gag a little and he laughs. "You fine with just one?"

"For now yeah I think." You say and put the glass back on the counter nodding to the bartender.

You turn back around and watch as Daniel is looking over at a booth almost near the entrance. How can he even see that far.....

You squint but know you have fucked up eye sight so you just stop. "Oh shit- wait here I think I just recognized someone-" he says and starts walking away.

You blink and call out after him, "you're leaving me like that??"

"I'll make it up to you." He turns to look at you then walks away making you roll your eyes. The audacity.

You let out a sigh and shake your head. Dickhead. You turn back to the bar and take a seat. "Another shot please and can you put it on my friend's tab?" You ask with a slight smirk.

He laughs and nods taking out a clean shot glass and once again filling it to the brim. You smile and grab it, then swallow it faster than the first. You don't gag too bad this time and put the glass down. Then your head snaps to the speakers within hearing one singular second of Gasolina by daddy yankee.

You make your way to the dance floor and move in towards the middle where there's a group of girls just dancing with each other. You smile and just dance next to them when one of them grabs your hand and dances with you. You laugh and move your hips to the beat while singing the lyrics with the other girls. All the girls are dancing with each other and taking turns with each other.

You ended up swapping places with another girl and she had the brightest smile while shaking her ass a bit on you. Which was fine because who doesn't like dancing and shaking ass with the girlies to this song?

Zúmbale mambo pa' que mi gata prenda lo' motore'

Zúmbale mambo pa' que mi gata prenda lo' motore'

Zúmbale mambo pa' que mi gata prenda lo' motore'

Que se preparen que lo que viene es pa' que le den (duro)

The first girl you were with found you again and stands in front of you and grinds against you to the beat. You held her hips and she grabs your other hand to hold it. So cute.

You switch off with her, dancing on her then shaking a bit of ass on her, and she hypes you up, screaming and smacking it playfully. You turn around and start laughing which makes her do so as well. "Girl give me your number immediately!!" She screams and you nod as she passes me her phone.

"I love making new girlfriends cuando sale gasolina. Todas las hermosas salen y se tan divertido!" She screams and you nod. (I love making new girlfriends when gasolina plays. All the gorgeous girls come out and it's so much fun!)

"Rally up all the baddies with just one song." You scream back and she laughs.

"I'm Y/n by the way!"

"I'm Rosa! I gotta go but we should do this again!! You're an incredible dancing partner!" She exclaims and you grin.

"Anytime!!" You say and wave goodbye as she leaves.

You dance to the beat of the chorus of Perra by tokischa with the leftover girlies as you all scream the lyrics and one girl even got on all floors and crawled her way to her friend. You all screamed and you just burst out laughing until your stomach starts hurting and you have to stop to breathe.

Then you hear El Perdedor by Maluma start playing and you get excited because you love singing it.

Baby (¿Pa' qué me estás llamando?)

"Pa que me estás llamando???" You scream with the two other girls that were left from the little circle.

Dime si es verdad que él te trae loca

(Y ¿ahora es que te importa?) ¿Ah si?

You sing the lyrics but notice the girls already left so there's no more circle or a triangle and now you’re just surrounded by couples. Unfortunate.

Aún no lo creo, que en tan poco tiempo y ya besas otra boca

(De mala) ¿Qué?

You listen to the lyrics and widen your eyes. Seems a little too close to home....

Dime cuál fue mi error

Si mi único delito solo fue amarte

Hoy soy el perdedor (Bebé, no)

Él me ha robado el truco para enamorarte

You feel a pit in your stomach suddenly unsure of what it is until you feel a person's presence standing behind you. Their hands grabs your hips bringing you closer to them and you widen your eyes.

Y dime que me amas, aunque sea mentira

No puedo negarte, los celos me están matando

They move your hair from the left side of your face and sing the lyrics to you. oh shit-

Y dile en su cara que aún por mí suspiras

Me parte el alma no volver a verte

"Al fin me toca verte...." He whispers directly in your ear leaving shivers down your spine and arms. (Finally I get to see you)

Y dime que me amas, aunque sea mentira

Sabes que no hay nadie como yo

Y dile en su cara que aún por mí suspiras

No te engañes, no me olvidarás

"I know for you it isn't a lie... and have you told your new man you haven't forgotten about me?" He whispers as those lines play, leaving the lightest kisses below your ear. You pull away slightly pushing him off and turn to look at him.

Está claro que tú mereces alguien mejor

"And you're gonna tell me I deserve better than you?" You ask with a scoff staring right at Miguel O'hara's eyes making him smirk.

No sé en qué fallé, pero no hay otro como yo

Oye ma', dame otra oportunidad

Bien sabes no soy así, solo tú me haces rogar

Mirándome al espejo y peleando con mi ego

Si entre más me alejo, más te pienso

"There's no better than me sweetheart. But you really are the only one I'll ever beg for..." he says his hands slipping to your waist and bringing you as close to him as as possible.

"And I have been fighting my ego trying not to contact you...." he says and you can't believe he's just repeating the lyrics for you and them making complete sense to your situation.

Dime cuál fue mi error

Si mi único delito solo fue amarte

Hoy soy el perdedor

Él me ha robado el truco para enamorarte

He whispers the lyrics softly to you then gets kind of annoyed at the last line making you snort.

Y dime que me amas, aunque sea mentira

No puedo negarte, los celos me están matando

Y dile en su cara que aún por mí suspiras

Me parte el alma no volver a verte

"You have no fucking idea how badly the jealousy has been eating me alive..." he growls and you bite your lip.

"So did you tell him about me?" He asks with a smirk on his face.

Y dime que me amas, aunque sea mentira

Sabes que no hay nadie como yo

Y dile en su cara que aún por mí suspiras

No te engañes, no me olvidarás

"Don't be st-stupid-" you say, not even able to keep a straight face or manage to keep the eye contact.

He scoffs and lifts your chin with two fingers to look up at him. Jesus.

Y si te da la gana de volver a verme

Estaré disponible para contestarte

Y yo sé que, por tu parte, no sientes rencores

Quizás mañana vuelvas pa' que te enamore (More')

"I'm actually not sure if you regret it.. but I know deep down you do." He says and you bite your tongue.

"Y envés de mañana," he whispers and moves his face to leave wet kisses on your neck, "tal ves quieres que te enamores de mi otra ves, ahorita mismo." (And instead of tomorrow, maybe you want to fall in love with me again, right now.)

Cuando tomábamos, lo hacíamos

Fumábamos, y reíamos

Éramos dos locos sin saber pa' dónde íbamos

Pero son cosas del destino

Al pasar el tiempo, tú cogiste tu camino

"E-estas loco- no ha- no hables tonterías." You say as your breathing is suddenly all over the place. (Y-you're crazy- don't ta- don't talk nonsense)

He comes up and nibbles on your ear, his hands dangerously near your ass while yours are on his chest. 

Está claro que tú mereces alguien mejor

No sé en qué fallé, pero no hay otro como yo

Dime cuál fue mi error

Si mi único delito solo fue amarte

"Pues porque te pones tan nerviosa?" He whispers and you sigh. (Then why are you getting so nervous)

You feel like you can't even move but you’re not going to admit shit- you can't break that fucking easily.

Hoy soy el perdedor

Él me ha robado el truco para enamorarte

"Porque creo... que yo voy a ser el ganador. Ahora dime en donde está tu otro galán?" He pulls away and looks deep into your eyes. Fuck. (Because I think... that I'm going to be the winner. Now tell me where's your other hunk?)

"Just abandoned my ass- wait- MIGUEL- did you do something to him?!?" You mutter.

Y dime que me amas, aunque sea mentira

No puedo negarte, los celos me están matando

Y dile en su cara que aún por mí suspiras

Me parte el alma no volver a verte

"I'll answer your question if you tell me you love me." He says with a smirk making you groan.

"Miguel I'm not doing this shit with you right now-" you say trying to wiggle out of his grasp fast which you successfully do now trying your best to leave the dance floor.

But he catches up to you, grabs your arm and brings you close to him. Your back against his chest, your ass on his crotch. You bite your lip and shake your head. "Por que apenas vienes a encontrarme?" You look up at him and ask. (Why are you barely coming to find me?)

Y dime que me amas, aunque sea mentira

Sabes que no hay nadie como yo

Y dile en su cara que aún por mí suspiras

Que por mí suspiras, que no, que no, que no

Yo', baby

(Solo fue amarte) Y te hablo claro

He shifts uncomfortably for a second and looks around. "I haven't even been in our universe since the break up love...."

You turn to face him and widen your eyes. "Did something happen?" I ask with a worried expression.

¿Sabes qué?

Él no te hace el amor

No te trata bien

Y que yo fui el primero en tu vida

"I'm not telling you any more. I-I just didn't want to put your life at risk- and well I still don't." He says but it doesn't stop your heart beat from calming down.

"Y-you- can we leave?" You ask and he quickly nods. You hold onto his arm while you try to move past the crowds of people and to the exit.

You walk past the booths by the entrance and Danny was actually there- taking shots off some girl's tits. You roll your eyes and make a mental note to block his ass on everything. "So you really didn't do shit to him...." you mutter and he scoffs.

"You actually thought I did?" He responds sarcastically.

"You're insufferable." You say shaking your head trying to hide your smile.

You walk out the doors and you sigh. He takes the lead in walking you a couple blocks before he pulls up to an alleyway and you furrow your brows. He then makes sure no one is near and pushed a button on his watch so his suit can appear onto his skin. "Really? Instead of an Uber?" You tease and he rolls his eyes.

"Es más fácil." He says and motioning for you to step forward. (It’s easier)

"Claro! Lo que digas codo." You say laughing and holding onto him. (Of course! Whatever you say cheap-stake)

"Jump."

You do so and he suddenly has your legs wrapped around his waist by the side. "You know the drill cariño."

You nod and wrap your arms tightly around his neck. He swings you out and we're high up in the city. All the lights made the city look even prettier especially from up here. Though you never got use to it, the first few times you threw up after. You laugh at the memory and lean your head against his shoulder. You hear him sigh and you do so as well. You’ve missed him.

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translations (lazy to drag em up)

Baby! (Why are you calling me?)

Tell me if it's true that he makes you crazy

(And what's important to you?)

I still can't believe that after such little time you're already kissing someone else

What the hell?

Tell me where I messed up

If my only error was loving you

Today I'm the loser

They've stolen my trick to make you fall in love

And tell me that you love me even if it's a lie

I can't deny you, this jealousy is killing me

And tell it to his face that you still breathe for me

My heart is splitting in two and I won't ever see you again

and tell me that you love me even if it's a lie

You can already see there is no one like me

and tell it to his face that you still breathe for me

Don't trick yourself, you know you won't ever forget me

It's clear that you deserve someone better

I don't know where I messed up but there is no one like me

Listen babe, give me another opportunity you know I'm not like this...you're the only one who can make me beg like this

Looking at myself in the mirror and fighting with my ego the further I get from you the more I think of you

Tell me where I messed up

If my only error was loving you

Today I'm the loser

They've stolen my trick to make you fall in love

And tell me that you love me even if it's a lie

I can't deny you, this jealousy is killing me

And tell it to his face that you still breathe for me

My heart is splitting in two and I won't ever see you again

And tell me that you love me even if it's a lie

You can already see that there isn't anyone like me

and tell it to his face, that you still breathe for me

Don't trick yourself, you won't ever forget me

and if that makes you want to come back to me

I'll be waiting to answer you

I know that for your part you don't feel any resentment

Maybe tomorrow you'll be back to fall in love

When we used to drink we smashed, we filmed it, and we watched it

We were two crazy people not knowing where we were going

But that is talking about destiny

As time went on you chose your path

It's clear that you deserve someone better

I don't know where I messed up

But there isn't anyone like me

Tell me what my mistake was

If my only error was to love you

Today I'm the loser

They've stolen the trick to make you fall in love

And tell me that you love me even if it is a lie

I can't deny you, the jealous is killing me

and tell it to his face, that you're still breathing for me

My heart is splitting in to, I won't ever see you again

and tell me that you love me even if it's a lie

You can already see that there is no one like me

and tell it to his face that you're still breathing for me

Because of my breaths, you're not, you're not

And you know what?

He doesn't make love to you, he doesn't treat you right, and I was the first man in your life

[inawickedlittletown]

Just Let Me Adore You (BuckTommy) - 7/9

Summary: What if…instead of Chimney taking the role of interim Captain of the 118, Tommy is asked to take on the role.

Or, what happens when Buck meets Tommy in S2

Words: 3.6k

Notes: Title from Adore You by Harry Styles

Read on Ao3

Part One - Part Two - Part Three

Part Four - Part Five - Part Six

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Part Seven

Tommy couldn’t be sure if Evan’s hand had been aiming for his. It bothered him that whatever had been happening between him and Evan, the moment was gone. At first, he’d been a little amused by the waitress and maybe a little bit hoping that Evan might react to her like he had that time with the guy at the call. He didn’t like the idea of making Evan jealous, but it was something of a tell and it might give Tommy the push to actually say something to Evan about his feelings. 

Evan seemed to find it funny too, at least until the interruption with the pepper flakes and Tommy didn’t blame him. Once she was gone, Evan cleared his throat. He looked away from Tommy and then back again. 

“Uh, did you know otter moms wrap their babies with seaweed?” 

Tommy shook his head. It was not what he was expecting Evan to say, but as he’d learned over the last few weeks, sometimes Evan’s research seemed to be one of his favorite ways to change the subject and it would just burst out of him. 

“How’d you end up on otters?” Tommy asked. 

“Insta reel,” Evan said and he pulled out his phone to show Tommy a mom otter with her baby. “They leave them floating like that while they go fetch them food.” 

The otters did look pretty cute, fluffy in a way that Tommy hadn’t expected. He listened to Evan as he told them about how otters held hands while they slept and how their little huddles of floating otter bodies was called a raft. 

The waitress returned several times, but Tommy had decided that he wasn’t giving her any more attention — not that he’d done more than be polite with her earlier. Evan was quick to dismiss her everytime and when she showed up when he was mid-sentence, he finished his whole thought before turning to her. Tommy tried not to laugh. When their food came, she tried to talk to Tommy again until Evan told her they didn’t need anything, least of all their food going cold. 

She didn’t seem to know how to reply before walking away, though Tommy did catch her trying to see if he would say anything. 

“Hmm, maybe I should bring you along everywhere I go so you can get rid of anyone that bothers me,” Tommy said. 

“So I was right,” Evan said. 

“What?” 

“That this happens to you a lot.”

“I’m not saying it doesn’t,” Tommy said. “But it kinda happens like this. Women I want nothing to do with and at work where I’m more concerned with keeping the helicopter in the air or busy getting someone to safety. I’m sure you know what it’s like.” 

“I guess so,” Evan said. 

Tommy gave him a look. “Don’t act like you don’t know what you look like, Evan.”

Evan blushed so pretty, his cheeks pinking up. 

“I — that is—”

The waitress returned again. She smiled at him. “Just checking in, how is everything?” 

“Food’s great,” Evan said, clearing his throat. “But it looks like that table needs you.” 

Tommy tried to keep in a laugh as Evan pointed behind her to a table where a middle-aged woman was actually holding her credit card in the air. She didn’t look happy. There might not be a tip coming fron that table.

“It’s rude enough as is,” Evan said, “but imagine if we were actually on a date.” 

Imagine. As if Tommy hadn’t been thinking about it. As if Tommy didn’t desperately wish that it was a date. As if Tommy hadn’t been feeling like he was younger than he actually was because at his age he shouldn’t be this nervous and unsure about the person he liked. When Melton had called him a baby gay when he first came out to him, this was what he meant, but Tommy had never experienced it like this. He blamed all of that on Evan. 

“If we were on a date,” Tommy said, and he knew his heart was beating way too hard in his chest, “we would have let her know that somehow.” 

“Oh?” Evan asked. “How’s that?” 

Tommy took a moment. He watched Evan, noticed the pinkness of the birthmark over his eyebrow, the way that his lips were almost the same color and how he was looking at Tommy like the next thing he said mattered a hell of a whole lot. 

“I would hold your hand and maybe I’d kiss you just to get the message across if that wasn’t enough and everytime she came over I’d use a different term of endearment. We would lay it on thick, Evan.”  

Evan laughed, but he looked a little flustered as he drank the rest of his beer. 

“Is that all?” 

“What, did you need to play footsie under the table too?” 

Tommy nudged Evan’s foot with his own gently. 

Evan laughed. 

When Tommy asked for the check, he should have known her number would be on the receipt. Evan noticed it as he tried to argue that they should split the bill. 

“Nope,” Tommy said. “Not when we’re here celebrating your cast coming off.” 

Evan didn’t fight him on it, but after Tommy’s credit card came back, Evan grabbed the paper with the number and the pen. 

“Evan, what are you doing?” 

Evan wrote something on the paper and then closed it before Tommy could look at it. 

“Evan, I still need to leave her a tip,” Tommy said. 

Despite it all, he’d feel bad if he didn’t leave her something. He opened the little black book and laughed the moment he saw what Evan had written. 

Next time, make sure he’s straight…and single : )

“But I am single,” Tommy said, looking up at Evan. 

“She doesn’t need to know that,” Evan said. “And besides, didn’t you say you had your eye on someone. That kinda makes you unavailable, don’t you think?” 

Tommy just wrote out the lowest tip amount suggested and signed it. “Is that how you feel? Unavailable because you have a crush?” 

Evan gave a short nod. He took a breath and then met Tommy’s eyes dead on. “Maybe because I think I have a chance. Do I, Tommy?”

“Do you…Evan, are you—”

Evan was biting his lower lip. He was looking at Tommy, though, eyes caught on him. 

“Of course. Of course you have a chance.” 

Tommy could hardly believe it. He stared at him, more than a little incredulous.

“See,” Evan said, “not a lie. And maybe you were on a date the whole time. And maybe wishes wished on eyelashes that aren’t your own do come true.” 

Tommy chuckled. “You are a bit of a menace, aren’t you.” 

“Can be. But you like it.” 

He did. He really really did. They stared at each other for a moment, smiling and lost in the moment. Tommy could have leaned over and kissed him, but that wasn’t how he wanted his first kiss to go. 

They didn’t talk about it while leaving the restaurant, or on the drive back to Evan’s. The silence that settled between them was comfortable. It meant that Tommy could actually think about all of it. Evan had wanted tonight to be a date almost as much Tommy had. He’d wished for it on Tommy’s own eyelash. 

When they got to Evan’s place, Evan unlocked the door and let himself in. Tommy followed and closed the door behind him, he didn’t expect for Evan to be on him. The crutches were propped up against the wall and Evan leaned into Tommy. Tommy wrapped an arm around his waist, conscious of Evan’s leg. 

“Evan,” he said and then anything else was swallowed between his lips and Evans. 

Evan kissed him with enthusiasm, his lips soft and insistent. Tommy lost himself to it, to the feel of his lips and the feel of his chest pressed up against his and to the touch of Evan’s hand on the side of his face. He groaned into the kiss and Evan deepened it, licking at the seam of Tommy’s lips and then meeting his tongue in something of a dance that made Tommy clutch Evan to him.  

“Wanted to do that for a while now,” Evan said in little more than a whisper when he pulled back for air. 

“Me too,” Tommy said back. “God, Evan, you don’t know what it’s been like.” 

“I think I do,” Evan said and then kissed him again. 

—

Kissing a man…no, kissing Tommy, it was everything and more than Buck could have imagined. Tommy’s stubble scratched against Buck’s skin in such a delicious way and the taste of his lips just left him wanting more. Knowing that Tommy wanted him back, that Buck hadn’t been the only one wanting more for their friendship made all of it even more important. He hadn’t made up all the times that Tommy’s touch had lingered, or the way that Tommy’s eyes would follow him. 

After Tommy left, Buck could hardly stop thinking about it. He and Tommy had kissed. They’d essentially gone on a date even if neither of them had called it that to start. Buck couldn’t wait to go on another. He couldn’t wait to have Tommy back at his apartment so that Buck could kiss him again and again. All night, he wished that he could have convinced Tommy to stay. Not that Buck even had much of an idea of what that would have entailed what with his leg, but also how he had never been with a guy before. 

He was eager for it, though. Eager to kiss and lick and touch Tommy in whatever way was possible. Buck hadn’t had sex in ages. Long before the break up with Ali, even. His hand…it was getting kinda tiring. Tommy hadn’t made it any easier. Okay, so his leg was also a factor, but it didn’t change that Buck was a guy and that having the object of his attraction — and lust — around all the time was having an effect. 

The next time he saw Tommy wasn’t until a week and a half later, but that week consisted of several texts back and forth. Flirty texts and checking in texts and texts about random things that Buck had learned from a documentary or wikipedia. None of it was enough. 

Tommy arrived to take him to PT with just enough time for Buck to gather his stuff so they could be on their way and Buck hated that he couldn’t just pull him into the apartment and kiss him silly. Tommy seemed to notice Buck’s dilemma, because his fingers tipped Buck’s chin and he leaned in to press a quick kiss to Buck’s lips. 

“Hi,” Tommy said.

“Hi,” Buck repeated. 

“You ready to go?” 

“Can we skip it?” 

Tommy laughed. “I think you want to go. And, what if I say I can reward you after?” 

“Hmm, what kind of reward?” 

Tommy helped to grab Buck’s things. “That is for you to find out.”

His reward was going to a cafe after the appointment for what Buck decided was their second date. Tommy was sneaky about paying for both of their coffees and the pastries, doing it before Buck could even pull out his wallet. Buck just figured he’d have to make up for it by taking care of their next date. 

He was hyper aware, this time, about being on a date with a guy, not that anyone cared. The world was like that, people had very little time to focus on anyone but themselves. No one screamed or got upset or offended when Buck reached for Tommy’s hand across the table. And Tommy, Tommy smiled with his nose scrunched up and the skin around his eyes crinkling. That was all that mattered. 

“The PT looks like it’s going well,” Tommy said. 

“It’s been like three sessions. Leaves my leg aching, but they say that’s normal.” 

He had a prescription for muscle relaxants for any cramping that might happen. So far he hadn’t had to take any. His physical therapist had recommended a topical cream to massage into his leg too and Maddie had been sure to buy it for him. He’d been warned it was going to be hard work getting his leg back to full function, but the good news was that he would have full motion and that his leg would be strong enough for Buck to return to his job. 

Between that and Tommy…Buck felt happier than ever. 

When they got back to his apartment, Buck was starting to really feel the ache in his leg. It had been the same last time, but Buck had headed straight home and been off his feet all day. 

He tried not to show it, but Tommy must have realized it because he led Buck right to his bed. 

Buck didn’t even protest when Tommy took Buck’s shoes off for him. He was surprised when Tommy sat down near his legs. 

“Okay if I take a look?” 

Buck took an unsure and shaky breath. “Uh. Yeah. Okay.” 

Tommy pushed the leg of his sweatpants up to reveal his leg. It didn’t look great. His skin was an uneven color and that didn’t even account for the scarring. Buck still found it hard to look at and he worried Tommy would be disgusted or that it might do something to change his mind. He turned away, closing his eyes and felt the first touch of Tommy’s fingers. 

“You said you had a topical cream?” Tommy asked, gently. 

“Hmm. On the kitchen counter.” 

“Be right back,” Tommy said, but before he left he pressed a kiss to the crown of Buck’s head. 

Buck took a glance at his leg. It had been strange to see the cast there for so long, but to uncover it and see the injury as well as all the things left over from the surgery was a different experience entirely. He shifted himself back in the bed so his back was propped up better. Tommy returned a moment later. He lifted Buck’s leg to sit and lay it over his lap. 

“Tell me I’m not crossing a line here? You look a little uncomfortable.” 

Buck reached for him, grasped his hand and brought it to his lips. “You’re kinda amazing, you know that?” 

“Oh?” 

“It’s weird,” Buck said. 

“Me touching your leg?” 

Buck shook his head. “My leg…seeing it like that.” 

It ached and seeing the way that his skin was twisted and raised and still pink in parts made it hurt more if possible. It was always going to be a reminder of what had happened to him. Buck had had his moments where he’d dwelled on the whole thing and yet because there was nothing he could do to change it, he just focused fully on what came next and getting back to his job. 

“If you don’t want me to—”

Tommy was looking at him, head tilted, a soft expression on his face. 

“No, go ahead. Thank you.” 

He didn’t begin with the cream. Instead, it was Tommy’s hands warm and lightly callused touching his leg gently. Tommy’s eyes flitted towards him to catch for any reaction as he increased the pressure of his fingers a little more in a massage that yes made him ache a little, but also helped too. Tommy’s fingers were careful over the scarring and Buck let out a moan when he hit on a spot that had been hurting him more than any other. Tommy’s hands froze there. 

“Alright?” 

“Yeah. You—you can keep going.”

The cream came next and Tommy made sure it went everywhere and that it was absorbed. The ache didn’t exactly go away, but it did feel more bearable. 

“Thank you,” he said as Tommy pulled down the leg of his sweatpants. 

He turned his face up and Tommy leaned towards him, meeting him in a soft gentle kiss. 

“Is that part of my reward?” Buck asked. 

Tommy kissed him again, keeping it chaste even when Buck tried to chase his lips to kiss him again. Tommy chuckled, but Buck grabbed his shoulders and Tommy went easily as they kissed again this time a little deeper and with the hunger that had been present in their first kiss. 

—

“You seem happier,” Maddie said one morning, when Buck climbed into her car to head to PT. 

Technically, he didn’t need to be driven anymore since he could drive himself, but Maddie had insisted since she already had the day off. 

His sessions had been going well. He’d been off the crutches for almost two weeks and the physical therapist was pleased with the way that Buck’s leg was holding up with the weight training. He still got pretty sore and his leg ached after a session, but he’d been told that was normal. Buck had also already started doing some exercise on his own. Nothing too strenuous on his leg, but something to keep the rest of him moving. 

“I’m back on my feet, Maddie, I’m getting closer and closer to getting back to work,” Buck said. 

“I think it’s more than that,” she said, peering at him.

He and Tommy hadn’t talked about telling anyone about whatever it was they had going between them. They also, clearly, hadn’t talked about labeling anything. Buck knew that Tommy didn’t really hide his sexuality as much as he didn’t advertise it. 

No one but Tommy knew about Buck. 

It didn’t feel like they were hiding anything, especially since they hadn’t even really put a label to what they were. Still, he could admit, if even just to himself, that part of his happiness was Tommy. 

They’d gone on another date just the day before. A picnic out at the park. Tommy had even brought a bag of peas for them to use to feed the ducks. The day had been nice and sunny and Tommy had actually let Buck pay for the sandwiches they picked up on the way there. 

They had watched clouds for a while, coming up with some ridiculous images out of them. One of the things that was entirely new for Buck — and there were a lot of new things — was the way that he found that there was nothing he could do that Tommy didn’t just go with, even being absolutely silly about clouds.

“Just a few more weeks and they think I can start training to recertify so I can get back to work,” Buck said. 

“Is that smart, to push yourself this quickly?” 

“I’m not pushing myself,” Buck said. They had talked this round and round too many times. 

Maddie hummed, but at least she dropped it. 

“And your date?” Maddie asked. 

“Date?” Buck asked, frowning at her.

“The night you made me come over to help you get dressed?” Maddie asked. “What happened with that? And don’t tell me it wasn’t a date.” 

Well, it hadn’t not been a date by the end of the night. Buck was still a little bit in disbelief that the night had gone that way. 

“I was hanging out with Tommy that night,” Buck said. Also not a lie. 

Buck could have told her. It was right there, ready for him to explain. He didn’t know what her reaction would be, but he knew that she would accept him and accept this new turning point in his life. There was really nothing for him to fear and yet he couldn’t get the words together. 

“He’s been spending a lot of time with you,” Maddie said. “You made a good friend there. Chim says some good things about him. I’ve hardly had to take you to your appointments with him around.” 

Buck took a breath. “Yeah. He’s pretty great.”

“He’s back at his station, now? The 217?” 

“Yeah,” Buck said. 

Buck couldn’t not tell her. It was Maddie and out of everyone in his life, she was one of the most important. 

“Hey, Maddie, what if…what if—”

“What, Evan?” 

This was way harder than it needed to be. Maddie was pulling into the parking lot. She turned to him as soon as she was parked. There was nothing to it. Buck had had plenty of time to really research it and decide what fit him best. That was one of the things that he and Tommy had talked about and while yes, bisexual described what fit best, it also had a good flag. He was never going to forget the way that Tommy looked at him when he said that. Buck had kissed him about it. 

“I think. No, I know. I’m bisexual, Maddie.”

Her eyes widened. She gasped. “I can’t say I saw that coming. Is this new or—”

As if Buck could have known that for any length of time and managed to keep it to himself. 

“It’s kinda new. I mean, I always checked out guys but I didn’t think it meant anything. I thought it was normal, but in my case it’s definitely more. Tommy…I guess he kind of turned my whole world around.”

“Oh,” Maddie said and she laughed. “Oh. That makes…wow. So it was a date! I just didn’t realize it was with Tommy.”

“It wasn’t…not until the end of it.” 

Maddie grinned at him. “Well, you have good taste,” she said, “and I should have known you’d be hopeless even with men” 

“Hey!” 

Buck knew he was blushing. Maddie hit his shoulder lightly. 

“Thanks for telling me.” 

“You’re the first one — well, other than Tommy.” 

“You really like him, don’t you?” 

“I — yeah, I really do. I think I might be falling for him.” 

[the-s1lly-corner]

Anon who asked about the mpost/the one who had sent the tadc x wolf reader request here... Here's my new and improved version of the request!! And not on anon so I get the notification for it being completed :3

Okay so, tadc characters of your choosing (if you need specific characters then Jax, Ragatha, Caine, and Gangle) x a wolf!reader who is really shy, tends to be self deprecating, is a people pleaser, and underestimates their skills. Preferably platonic but romantic is fine!!

Caine, Ragatha, Jax and Gangle x wolf!reader who is shy w/ low confidence !

writing this then imma go work on my silly art eheheheheh unironically listening to hit my spot by ur pretty (do NOT listen to it without headphones if youre not alone it is literally gay sex song) on loop it has no reason to be so catchy gawd DAMN admins yapping aside i hope you enjoy this !! written more leaning towards platonic !!

CAINE:

i think he would try to hype you up and make you more confident in yourself! i think he would be a little confused on why you arent too.. self assured, i mean he thinks youre cool and talented and skilled and-

he could go on for hours.. i think sometimes you might cave into him and what he wants due to you being a people pleaser and it might take caine a while to catch on to that and try to pay attention to those smaller things, especially if theres something making you uncomfortable... the good thing about being a wolf is that you have ears and a tail, which do a lot in conveying how youre feeling in the moment! usually he pays attention to those things if youre the type to not like.. vocalizing your discomfort. hypes you up to everyone who will listen, stops just short of picking you up and showing you off to everyone/hj

RAGATHA:

similar to caine she uses your ears and tail as a means to gauge your internal feelings about things. ragatha is a lot more low energy and calmer compared to some of the other characters on this list... has the least issues of reading you. pulls you away if youre getting uncomfortable in any situation, and oftentimes stands up for you if someone is trying to push you something you dont actually want to do... a lot of the times those people tend to be jax.. but we'll talk about that in his part. I like to think she would try to give you little pep talks when she notices you're a little down.. makes frequent compliments to you and the things you do (skills, hobbies, ect). her room is always open to you whenever you need an escape!

JAX:

really a lot of his "coercing" is just him teasing you and, in a somewhat mean way, trying to subtly push you to get a backbone and find your limit. he wont say it or really express it, but you guys are friends and he does want to see you be able to speak for yourself... its just how he goes about it can be a little... erlrkgkh.... you know? since HES the one trying to test your boundaries and get you to snap at him. i dont think he would go as far as make fun of your hobbies and interests to make you stand up for yourself.. thats just. a smidge to mean, since youre his friend. definitely calls you wolf/dog-based nicknames, most of them dont fall into the "im trying to make you stand up for yourself" thing and more so "haha i think its funny and genuinely lighthearted"

its a little odd but there are good intentions in there

GANGLE:

she gets it, she really does... you two probably talk to one another about your problems to one another... you both find comfort in it and in a way it makes you both feel better. seeing you uncomfortable or anxious kind of empowers gangle to come and help you out, regardless of which mask shes wearing. i like to think it would to the same for you if the roles were reversed... its kind of like how you stop being anxious momentarily when you see your friend struggling and being anxious themselves and you back them up or speak for them, you know? or maybe thats just a me thing... shrugs. probably gives you bows and ribbons to put on your tail to accessorize it

[maladaptive-day-dreams]

ROBIN TEACHES READER HOW TO FUCK ROBIN TEACHES READER HOW TO FUCK ROBIN TEACHES READER HOW TO FUCK ROBIN TEACHES READER HOW TO FUCK

babes you are fueling my robin thots rn istg i've been thinking about this for SO LONGGGGG (hence why this fic is unbearably long (4.4k so not too horrible but still longer than intended))

framing this as best friend!robin x innocent!reader (both POVs)

nsfw under the cut (strap play: riding & fucking w it, sucking a strap, oral giving and receiving, fingering, scissoring, basically all smut, multiple orgasms) this is FILTHY (also kissing)

You

You and Robin have been best friends for a few years now. The two of you do everything together and talk to each other about everything...almost everything. But you decide to make it everything tonight.

"Hey Robin?" you start tentitively.

"Yeah babes?" Rob says casually from beside you in her bed.

"So you know how I said I'm a virgin?"

Robin stops what she's doing on her phone and looks over at you. "Yeah." She says with a question.

"Well, uh, how does it work? Sex?"

"Your mom never gave you the talk?" she laughs.

"No, no she did but she did it how mom's do—always avoiding the logistics of it," you laugh shyly.

"You've never looked up porn?"

You shake your head no.

"So you're asking me, the resident lesbian, how sex works?"

"Well, I mean you said you tried it with a guy before you realized you were gay and you're my best friend so I felt comfortable asking you about it before I tried to figure it out on my own or got stuck in a situation and didn't know what to do-" you ramble.

Robin looks warily at you and then it's like a light goes off in her head.

"Ok, here's the deal. I'll show you how it works as long as you let me use you as an example. It'll be...very educational but also fun, for me at least. I'm a very hands on teacher so I'll be doing things to you that would happen in hetero sex okay? Say no now if you don't want that or to see that."

"See?" you ask.

Robin chuckles, "so the way I want to teach you is for you to watch me fuck myself with my strap."

Your eyes go wide and you swallow deeply.

"Damn, you're really that innocent are you? You've never touched yourself to make you feel good?"

"No, I-I don't know how."

It's a slight lie. You catch a soft fuck as it leaves Robin's lips. Lips that you really want to touch with how she bites her bottom one. You've always been curious about Robin, about being with a woman, but you know it's "not right" as your parents would say. When you have tried to touch yourself though, it's always been to the thought of Robin. But you always stop before anything happens because what would your parents think?

"You there?" Robin asks.

"Yeah, sorry, um, yeah that's ok. I-I'll watch-" you say softly.

"So here's the thing, a strap needs to be on someone, to sit properly enough to ride it."

Robin

Her eyes grow even wider at that.

"So if you wouldn't mind, putting it on? So I can show you?"

"Oh, ok, yeah I can do that."

"Perfect, now it can get a bit messy so you might want to take your pants off. Only fair really since I'll be without pants too," I laugh trying to persuade her.

I get off the bed and go to my closet, I open my toy box and pull out my purple strap. Fuck this is going to be so hot. Having her below me while I ride my strap is gonna be like one of my wet dreams come to life. I turn around to see her taking her pants off and standing there timidly, waiting for me.

There won't be any coming back from this for me.

I smile softly at her and kneel in front of her, "use my shoulders for support and step into the harness."

She does as I ask—so compliant. I lift the harness up her soft legs and strap it around her waist, hiding her pretty pink panties from my view.

"Now go ahead and get comfy on the bed again, you can lay down or sit up against the pillows, up to you," I say standing. I take off my pants and underwear while she situated herself on my bed, back slightly raised as she leans against the pillows so her head is a bit elevated so she can see better.

I'm wet just thinking about this.

"I'm gonna start by showing you how to do a blow job ok? This will help me, honestly, so the dildo is wet enough for me to ride it easily without lube."

She nods her head and watches as I move onto the bed and lay down between her spread legs. God I wish there wasn't a strap and panties between me and her sweet pussy right now.

I look at her and smile before licking a stripe up my strap from base to tip. I catch her tongue dart out to wet her perfect lips before taking the dildo into my mouth and slowly taking all of it. I feel her thighs tense under my hands, and smile to myself, pulling off the dildo to talk her through the motions.

"Now," I say, moving my hands to stroke the fake cock. "Since you've never done this before you probably won't be able to take the whole dick into your mouth at once, which is fine, the guy is just going to be happy that you're sucking off even a part of it."

Her eyes are glued on my hands moving up and down the strap, shiny and wet with my spit. "If it doesn't all fit in your mouth you can just stroke what doesn't with your hands. You want to squeeze it a little but not enough to hurt. Just slight pressure from base to wherever it fits or base to tip if you're taking a breather."

I collect enough spit in my mouth to let it drop onto the tip of the dildo and watch her reaction. Her breathing elevates and her pupils dilate. I think I notice her hands gripping the comforter, too.

"Guys love that. It's so hot to them."

I take the cock back in my mouth and bob my head, making sure to hit the back of my throat so I gag a little. Coming off of it I say, "they really enjoy that too. They love when girls choke on their cocks.

You

I don't think I'm breathing. Robin is sucking my cock her strap and it's the hottest thing I think I've ever seen. My pussy is clenching around nothing and I know just how wet I am right now.

She takes the dildo back into her mouth for a few more head bobs and I see one of her hands snake under her body to her cunt. She's touching herself while sucking my dick.

She pulls that hand back up as she lets go of the dildo with a pop and then she strokes it with wet fingers from her cunt.

"Did you-did you get wet from that?"

Robin blushes and looks at me, "yeah, my ex-girlfriend and I would take turns on who would wear the strap and I really got off on giving it a blowjob while she wore it."

Her ex. Great.

"Alright, now's where we're going to get real personal and you'll be seeing my pussy. If you're not okay with this say so now," she says, sitting up on her knees. Her t-shirt is still long enough to hide her nakedness from me but god I want to see her.

"No-no it's fine, I'm good."

Robin smiles and shifts off to one side of me. "Can you put your legs together for me? This way it's easier for me to straddle you."

I do as she asks and squeeze my thighs together to try and get some release, hoping she doesn't notice.

Then she does it. She lifts her shirt slightly and swings a leg over my waist and I can finally see her perfect, wet cunt. She pauses and drops the shirt so she can grab the strap and then pauses.

"Okay so I'm going to take off my shirt so you can actually see the mechanics of what's going on. Is that ok?"

I nod my head yes.

"Words darling, I need words from you," Robin chuckles.

"Yes," I respond clearly, despite my dry throat.

She takes her tee off in a swift motion and is left in just her sports bra. I try not to stare. but I can't help that my eyes go straight to her hard nipples that show through the thin fabric.

Robin

She's staring at my tits and there's no way she's straight. Maybe I have a chance?

No no no don't get distracted, you're teaching her. And getting off for the first time in a while, while doing it.

"Eyes on me babes."

Her eyes meet mine and I smile at her. "Still good?"

"Mhm."

"Good. Now have you touched yourself before." She nods. "Do you know what hole your vagina is?" She nods again. "Good, usually you want the guy's dick or your cunt to be nice and wet, either with your own slick or lube. The other thing that helps with the first time is a bit of fingering so you can stretch and it wont hurt as much going in."

I do exactly that, hand reaching between my thighs, fingers pumping in and out of my pussy a few times. Her eyes don't leave my hand. Once I've fingered myself almost to completion—her watching just does something to me—I shift my hips forward and use the hand that was just in me to line the tip of the strap up with my entrance.

I watch her face as I sink onto the toy. She won't stop staring at my cunt and it's distracting and so intoxicating. I groan as the dildo bottoms out in me, hitting that one spot just right. Her eyes snap up to mine at the noise and I smile at her.

"Once you're on his cock, if you're riding him you can put your hands two places to help you. His shoulders-" I place my hands on her shoulders and moan softly as the toy shifts inside me. "Or leaning back and putting your hands on his thighs behind you," I do this and her eyes follow me.

"Pick a position that feels the best for you," I gasp as I start to rock my hips. "Then you can either bounce on his dick, or roll your hips to hit the right spot."

I stop talking and focus on hitting my high. Hands grasping tightly to plush thighs as I lift my hips up and then down and then roll and repeat. God I'm so close and she's so pretty as she watches me.

"But-but what if I'm not riding him? What if I'm the one laying down?"

I don't stop my movements, doing my best to answer while still fucking myself to the sight of her curious gaze.

"Jesus christ, uh then he'll be in control of the speed and movements," I reply with ragged breath. "You can tell him what feels best though. And you can play with your clit if you need help to finish." As I say this, I reach my hand down to play with my clit. My fingers run around it in circles as I speed up my ministrations. The coil in my belly is tightening, I know I'm close. I open my closed eyes to meet hers and feel her hands as they softly rest on my thighs.

I come undone.

You

Robin's face tenses and then her mouth drops open in a silent cry. Her thighs tense and she caves in on herself above me and it's the most erotic sight I've ever seen.

She pants and her thighs continue to tense as she keeps riding out her orgasm.

"So-sorry," she laughs shyly. "I haven't masturbated in a while so that was a big one."

"It's-" I clear my throat. "It's okay," I say, thighs clenching while I do so.

"Anyway," Robin says as she gets up on shaky legs. "That's how hetero sex works."

I nod my head, but my eyes wont leave the strap around my waist, glistening with her release. She taps my hips and helps take the toy off of me and then puts it over on her chair and runs to the bathroom.

I can't stop looking at the toy.

"Do you have any questions?" Robin asks from her bathroom.

"Uh, no! Not really!"

She comes back into the room in her sports bra and a new pair of underwear and then pauses when she catches my face.

"You definitely have questions," she laughs.

I feel a blush warming my cheek. I do, but they might ruin the friendship.

"No, no it's okay."

"Babes, you just watched me cum. There's nothing we can't talk about now."

I weigh my questions, trying to figure out which to ask first.

"Can you-" I pause and steel my nerves. "Can you show me how to kiss?"

Robin's eyes go wide, "uh, okay, yeah."

She climbs back on the bed and settles in front of me. Pushing a strand of hair behind my ear she cups my cheek and brings my face closer to hers. Robin's eyes search my face and I lose patience.

I close the gap.

I press my lips to hers and pull back. She's stunned for a moment before I lean in again. This time she meets me halfway. Lips pressing against mine harshly. Her tongue swipes at my lips and I open my mouth to her. Our tongues meet and I moan into her open mouth. I shift myself up on my knees so I can be nearer to her and she lets me. Without our lips separating, she's guiding my waist so I straddle her.

She breaks away, "you definitely don't need kissing lessons."

I don't care what she says, trailing hot kisses down her neck.

"Love," Robin whispers. "Please."

The beg makes me come back up and meet her eyes. I move for a kiss but she pulls back.

"I need to know what's happening before we continue."

I whine, needing her lips. "Robbbb."

"No," she says sternly, lifting me from her lap and sitting me in front of her. "I won't take advantage of you in this state. I need you to tell me what's happening and what you want."

Robin

"You," she breathes, her chest rising as rapidly as my heartbeat. "I want you, please?"

"Wait, wait, wait." Am I hearing this right?

"Robin please, I never thought it was right until tonight—until seeing you come undone above me," she pauses and grabs my hand to play with. She runs her fingers along my own before saying, "when I've touched myself, it's always been to you."

My mouth goes dry and I go speechless.

She keeps playing with my fingers while I sit in front of her in a small state of shock. But then, she drags our intertwined hands between her legs. She moves our hands into her panties to pulls my hand to her center.

"Feel how wet I am for you."

That breaks me and I jump towards her. She giggles as we fall onto the bed, lips locking again, my hand still in her panties. I stroke lazily at her wet folds and she moans into our kiss. My thumb finds her clit and she leaves the kiss with a gasp, I feel her cunt retract against my finger and can't wait to feel her clenching my fingers when I finally find my way into her. I take the opportunity to kiss down her neck and bite at the juncture of her shoulder.

"Take your shirt off," I demand.

My thumb continues to rub her clit as she rids herself of the fabric and shows me all of her—almost all of her.

"No bra?"

"They're uncomfortable," she gasps as I take a hard nipple into my mouth at the same time that I start to probe her hole with my fingers. "Robinnnn."

I push one finger into her and feel just how wet she is. So slick for me, so beautiful under me. I finger her while laving at her tits, taking turns sucking and biting at each nipple until she's writhing under me.

I take my mouth and hand from her. Lifting my hand to my face and taking the finger that was just in her into my mouth.

Her eye's go wide.

"So fucking sweet, god I want to taste you?"

"Taste me?"

I chuckle, "you're so innocent it's insane. You know how I sucked on the strap?" She nods. "That's oral for guys. Oral for us is being eaten out. Can I eat you out?"

She hesitates.

"What do you want, love?"

"Can you fuck me first? With your strap? I want to know how it feels."

God this woman will be the death of me.

"Yeah," I say, getting off of her to retrieve the toy. "Let me go clean it first." I move towards the bathroom.

"No," she says quickly. A blush creeps onto her cheeks again.

You

"I want you to fuck me with it, with your cum on it," I say the second part in a hushed tone.

"Say it again?"

"Fuck me with your cum still on it," I blurt out. "Please?"

Robin's eyes go dark. "What a dirty dirty girl. Who would've thought. Innocent little you, wanting to get fucked with my cum covered cock?"

My pussy clenches at her chiding and I cower as she steps into the harness and secures her strap onto her hips.

She comes back to the bed and grabs my chin so I meet her darkening eyes. "Don't hide away, baby. You asked for this so be excited, I'm gonna fuck you just like you asked."

I go to lay down on my back but Robin stops me.

"Nope, I'm going to show you the top position for guys." Robin says. "It's also my favorite to fuck in. Get on all fours, ass towards me."

Doing as she says, as soon as my ass is in front of her she smacks it and I jolt forward with a gasp, but then she leans down and kisses where she smacked. "What a perfect little ass. I'd love to take it someday, if you'll let me. But we can work up to that later."

She taps her strap against my wet cunt. It's cold now, the fan going chilled Robin's cum as it sat on her chair out of use.

My body moves for me, against me, and pushes my ass into Robin's waist. One hand on my hip, the other grabs her cock and pushes the tip through my pussy, teasing my hole and meeting my clit before sliding back and into me.

"Robin," I moan her name as she enters me. I feel so full of her and can't help but push back into her, unknowingly taking more of the strap until it hits a spot in me that has my knees weak and pussy clenching. I lean down onto my elbows at the sensation and Robin moves to lean over me.

"Move, please," I beg. And she does. Robin pulls the strap almost all the way out and then pushes back into me, starting at a slow pace at first but quickly speeding up to a relentless one.

I'm gasping between moans as the tip of her cock hits just right inside of me. Pleading for her not to stop, and she doesn't.

Instead she presses down into my back and wraps a hand around my waist to find my clit. My pussy clenches as she runs circles around the bud, eliciting more noises from my lips as she fucks me.

"So-close-" I groan.

"You're safe, you can cum, go ahead baby. Cum for me."

Something in me snaps and my vision goes white as my legs shudder and try to close. Robin keeps dragging her strap in and out of me as I climax until I beg her to stop.

Robin

The noises she makes when she finishes are heaven to me. She's gasping and moaning and I can't stop fucking her until shes begging me to stop.

I pull out and see her release start dripping out of her.

"I need to taste you," I breathe. "Lay on your back for me."

She does as I say, body spent and willing, as I take my strap off and drop it onto my nightstand. I'll clean it later.

Laying on my stomach on the bed, I grab her thighs and push them apart opening her to me.

"God your pussy is so pretty," I say before diving right in and licking up her slit from hole to clit.

She arches off the bed with a cry, her hands finding their way into my hair as I worship her cunt with my mouth. My tongue and mouth are focused on getting every last drop of her release, tongue darting in and out of her as she squirms.

My arms instinctively wrap around her thighs to hold her down as I take my fill. I move from her cunt to her clit and lave at it. Circling it with my tongue before sucking it into my mouth, earning the loudest scream yet from her lips. A scream of my name.

"ROBIN!"

"You gotta be quieter babe, don't need the entire neighborhood knowing you're being ravished by the town lesbian right now," I smile, taking a brief break to look at her fucked out face and kiss her inner thigh.

And then I'm back in her cunt, paying all the attention to her little bundle of nerves while one arm leaves its wrap around her leg so I can finger her as I suck.

It doesn't take long for her to cum after adding my fingers. And she does, wholly and loudly. Her body arches off the bed and her thighs try to close around me as I move my mouth from her clit down to taste more of her release. Her legs are shaking and her hands are pushing me away from her cunt.

I look at her and suck off the fingers that were just inside of her before licking my lips and smiling.

You

Her chin is shiny with my release and I can't think straight.

But that's okay because I definitely am not.

"You taste so fucking good," Robin says, crawling up to me. She kisses me deeply and I taste myself on her tongue.

"Show-show me how girls fuck," I breathe against her lips. "It's more than that right?"

"Babe, you need to rest, you just had two orgasms," she laughs, peppering kisses down my neck.

"Wanna make you feel good though, will it make you feel good?"

"Love, you've made me feel so good tonight, promise."

"Please," I beg. "Show me?" My hand moves down her body to her mound and inches further and further. Robin opens her thighs to me and reconnects our lips as I trail fingers up her slit and find her clit. She moans into my mouth as I rub and rub, my own pussy getting wet with arousal again.

"A-ah ok-ok," Robin grasps my wrist and stops my movements. "I'll show. Sit up for me."

As I do so, Robin gets up on her knees and moves towards my waist. She kneels in front of me and tucks her left leg under my right, and my right above her left.

She holds me up by the small of my back before explaining, "lesbian sex is a lot—oral, toys, fucking with straps—but this is scissoring."

With that she lowers me down at an angle and I feel the heat of her wet cunt before actually feeling her pussy rub against my own.

"Fuck, Robin," I moan, arms wrapping around her shoulder as she guides my hips to rock along her own as they move. Her mouth latches onto one of my tits as we rub against each other. Warmth seeps from me to her and this feels like the most right thing ever.

How could this ever be a bad thing?

Robin is huffing along with the movement of our bodies, her head thrown back, eyes screwed shut. I cup the back of her head with my hands that rest at her neck and pull her mouth to mine, taking over the movement of my hips so she can grasp onto me and pull me ever-so closer to her. We move in sync, rocking and kissing and moaning until we reach the end and climax together feeling the warmth between our bodies spread more and more until we're tingly with feeling and looking at each other like a lightbulb just went off.

"My turn to taste," I say moving from Robin's lap and laying down on the bed.

Robin

She beckons me with her eyes and her hands as they guide me by my thighs so I hover above her.

"You sure you've never done this before," I laugh in a sex-drunk haze.

"Never, you're my first but I've imagined my lips on you hundreds of times by now."

I moan at her confession and shift closer to her mouth. She has no patience though, and pulls me down so her hot, wet tongue licks up my cunt.

"FUCK!" I moan above her. My hands shoot to the headboard to steady me as she takes her sweet time licking and sucking curiously, finding a rhythm. Her lips circle and suck at my clit and I encourage her, "right there, yes, god, yes-"

It's like I can feel her smile against my pussy, and she stays, sucking on and trailing around my clit with her tongue. I start to grind into her, and she shifts her focus to my hole, licking around it before plunging her tongue as deep as it will go. I jolt and she continues to fuck me with her tongue while I grind on her, her nose hitting my clit just right with each roll of my hips.

"So-so close, baby. So close," I gasp.

She moves back to kissing at my clit and within a few rolls of her tongue I'm done for. Thighs clenching around her ears, a silent moan leaving my mouth open as I shudder above her.

She taps my leg and I move off of her, collapsing backwards onto the bed beside her. I turn and press a kiss to her knee beside my head and she reciprocates with the same.

We lay in silence, catching our breath.

...what now? I think. But she speaks before I get a chance to ask.

"Well...I'm definitely not straight."

We laugh together.

Everything will turn out okay.

[millie-mar]

the stranger things i hate about you

chapter four: the hideout pt1

| 1k words | 10 things i hate about you!steddie |

Throughout the eighteen years that he’s been alive, Steve met many people. He made friends, dated a bit, hooked up a lot, but in the end it was all pointless. He realised that he brings people pain, so he isolated himself, but now, he has to go back to that extroverted Steve Harrington and go out with Eddie Munson. He’s mostly concerned with the fact that Eddie seems to not buy his bullshit and definitely suspects something.

Steve’s thoughts linger on that as he leaves the school building a bit later than others. He couldn’t stop thinking about his earlier exchange with Eddie, so much that he lost track of time and didn’t realise everyone from his class already left long ago. So now he’s alone on the school’s parking lot. He stops in his tracks and looks up at the sky, then closes his eyes and takes a deep breath in and out.

‘Finally. I thought I’d have to wait here for the rest of the day!’ Robin’s voice interrupts Steve’s thought process and causes him to jump slightly.

‘Dammit, you couldn’t give me a warning?’

‘Isn’t me speaking up enough of a warning?’ Robin approaches Steve, patting his back. ‘So… How did it go?’

‘How did what go?’ Steve knows what the girl means, but he was confused as to how she knew about his conversation with Eddie.

‘Don’t play dumb. I pay you to do something for me, so of course I’m going to track your progress.’ Robin says, her chin up and an uncomfortable smirk on her face, she’s definitely not used to saying something like that.

‘We’re meeting tonight.’ he sighs.

‘Tonight? Grea-‘ she stops, thinking for a second ‘Wait. Tonight?!’ she exclaims ‘But he’s meeting Jonathan and Nancy tonight!’ At the mention of the latter name, Steve halts and looks slowly at Robin.

‘Nancy? With Eddie?’ He cannot believe that. He’s never even seen the two together, and since the girl broke up with him after the ‘incident’, he has kept his distance, but he has never stopped caring about her, and liked to check in on her now and then. ‘How do you even know that?’

Robin’s expression changes completely, her mouth slightly open, eyes wide, but it’s temporary and she regains composure. ‘I have my ways.’

Steve decides not to question it for now, he’s not really in a position to do so, so he changes the topic. ‘What am I supposed to do then? Eddie said he’ll pick me up at seven, and we’re going to a bar.’

‘What bar?’ Robin immediately jumps in, determination on her face.

‘I’m not sure, the name kind of slipped in to the conversation.’ he replies, deep in thought. ‘Steakout? Hangar-‘

‘Hideout?’ she interjects.

‘Yes! That’s the one.’

‘Hideout is an inclusive bar. It’s on the edge of town, kind of in the middle of nowhere.’ Robin takes her phone out to check the exact address.

‘An inclusive bar?’ Steve questions, confused.

‘Yeah. A gay bar.’ Steve’s eyes look like they’re going to fall out his sockets. He’s never been to a gay bar, maybe because he’s not gay. But does this mean that Eddie is? ‘Well, technically an LGBTQ bar, but saying gay bar makes it easier for people who are not part of the community to understand.’

Robin types something on her iPhone, scrolls couple times and gives her phone to Steve. ‘Here. You need to find out what the guy likes if you want to befriend him.’ The way she said ‘befriend’ stuck to Steve. What exactly does Robin expect him to do?

Steve took the phone and looked at the page opened on the screen. It was Eddie’s instagram profile, full of posts. Most of them don’t even show Eddie’s face, but one; a picture of Eddie, smiling brightly with his arms around a guy who’s covered his face and… Nancy. Steve opened the post, the caption saying ‘night out w my ppl🤘🏻’ . He never thought Nancy would be friends with someone like Eddie, she’s always been a preppy girl. While Eddie, he’s a punk, he smokes, does drugs, drinks, he’s in a band, hangs out with other weirdos from younger years.

Steve’s jealousy clouds his judgement. He’s seen how close everyone at Eddie’s table is in canteen; they laugh, chant and even hug each-other. While his table would chuck things at other people and laugh at someone else’s despair. He wants that connection with someone, which is why he fell in love with Nancy. She gave him that feeling. But now she’s got that connection with Eddie. A pang of pain hits Steve in the chest. The thought of her and Eddie doing the things they did fills him with annoyance and a bit of anger.

He will befriend Eddie, and whether it’s to make a change or be a prick and destroy what he has with Nancy, he’ll decide later.

After scrolling the posts on Eddie’s profile for the past ten minutes, Steve gathered the basic things that Eddie likes; metal music, his guitar, his band, D&D, his friends and a dog that he apparently has. Most of these things Steve already knew. He gave Robin her phone back, the girl already at the edge of losing her mind from the wait.

‘I’ll need your help.’ Steve says, an idea forming in his head.

‘With what?’ Robin couldn’t be more confused, seeing a little smirk on Steve’s face.

‘I need to get his attention somehow, and make it believable I wanna be friends, right? Be at mine for six. Bring your makeup, and any punk jewellery you can find.’

With that, Steve leaves Robin on the parking lot, dumbfounded, still not able to comprehend what is happening. Slowly, she smiles to herself, ‘Welcome back Harrington.’ She mumbles and leaves the place not long after, hand in her pockets and the smile not leaving her face.

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[mortuarysciences]

꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷‧₊˚🕷‧₊˚ HOLD THE SCREAMS, THE LIGHTS ARE TURNING LOW . . .

↳ ❝ [A GNASHING FEVER DREAM OF A HAUNTING PICTURE SHOW ] ¡! ❞

INFO UNDER THE CUT!

Well well well well well! Look at this updated bio! Let's get this shit started, shall we?

Hi! I'm Dew, the owner of this... Hellhole blog. If you'd consider it that. I'm kind of a mess when it comes to here. But hey!

He/him pronouns, but he/she SOMETIMES works too, just not preferred! I'm gay as all hell and genderfluid, so YEAH. Transmasc...

INTERESTS ! | ❥ | ~ Saw films, FNAF, Scream, any horror media, Smiling Friends, Santa Clarita Diet (thanks a lot to my homie for getting me addicted to this...), Dexter, Gravity Falls... Anything fucked up, weird, or that's just goofy is something I like. Also anything with Matthew Lillard. I want to bite him so bad it's uncanny.

DNI ! | ❥ | ~ Listen, I don't give a fuck much, but I fucking despise how I've gotten fucking weird ass interactions from people so, it pisses me the fuck off. Just... Don't be weird. Please. Honestly I mostly don't give a solid fuck, but you know. Homophobic, transphobic... You get allat. proshippers get outta here too ugh (Also just don't be weird about ships if you're not a selfshipper dude. You can have limits or preferences, but seriously... Don't go around whining or attacking people for shipping with the same character you do. Or other things such as canonical ships. You know who you are.... )

Alright, let's get some extra shit down. I'm an adult. I'm not gonna be discussing weird shit w/ minors, and if I see an ask that is nsfw implying or whatnot from someone that is a minor / no age in bio then I WILL delete it. This also includes trying to say things ab my ocs, yadda yadda. Got a problem with that? Block me. You can call them cute or pretty, I really don't give a fuck. Just don't go around like "omg i want him to fuck me omgomg...!!~~!!!" then like, go,... shoo.

OH tags... We're upgrading them!!

|⚰️| ~ 𝑪𝑶𝑭𝑭𝑰𝑵 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑻𝑺! ~ I yap here. YAPYAPYAP.

|🍬| ~ 𝑫𝑬𝑾 𝑫𝑹𝑨𝑾𝑺 ! ~ I draw... That's it. :P

|🎸🍬| ~ 𝑹𝑶𝑪𝑲 𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑫𝒀! ♡ ~ MY BELOVED OC X CANON SHIP I am too in love w them rn so they get their own tag!!! :]

AH yes, I also have other blogs, most rp based!

@screamingqueenxoxo ~ MY SAW OC BLOG!!! She is my BABY and I'm sure you'll see a lot of her on here as well!! <33

@photographerstanheight ~ Adam Stanheight!! My little guy!

@jigsawkillings ~ This isn't as active, but John Kramer! hooray!

@trimalchiooframshackle ~ NOT active, but my ramshackle oc blog :]

[iravaid]

Once again gripped by the curse of having your own oc as a blorbo.

More Biker as we get closer to artfight, ft. Daniel the asshole captain they're hooking up with (which could mean nothing), and Biker's estranged sister Tatiana.

More ramblings below

Regarding their masculinity, Biker initially had been incredibly dysphoric about their physique and how others saw them, involving poor mood, depressive episodes, wearing baggy clothes. Only after realising they were nonbinary did they find enjoyment in their masculinity and how it was presented, dressing in clothes that showed themself off. It was a change in framing: they're nonbinary and that gives them the freedom to delve into masculinity without the initial societal pressure to conform to a certain Kind of masculinity as someone assigned male at birth. Gender presentation on their terms, effectively. I don't know if this sounds contradictory to someone outside that experience, but it's a revelation I also experienced w/femininity.

They're half-Italian on their mother's side, and have thick, dark hair. Biker had had a couple sessions of lazer hair removal for their beard and body hair, but then the apocalypse hit. So while their hair is quite sparse relative to others, it still grows in. Biker is willing to shave with just about anything, so long as it gets the hair Off. They maintain a buzzcut for aesthetics, but also find their dysphoria goes bonkers when their hair starts to grow out. Will sometimes maintain a trimmed happy trail for the look.

Biker's got insane, prey animal anxiety. The kind that makes them aggressive and vitriolic, instead of fawning/freezing. Hit first before the threat can hit you, kind of deal. It can also make them incredibly verbally aggressive at times, as well. They're terrified of dying, and typically would do anything if it meant, at the end of the day, they survived. But then the get taken captive by a fundie, cannibal cult ingame and interrogated by their leader. Instead of giving up all they know in exchange for not being harmed, Biker's fear of death is overruled by their fear of losing the agency they were only granted post-apocalypse. Biker as a person did not exist until after the world ended, and they'll be damned if they lose that freedom again. So they lied, and fought, and suffered grievous wounds for it. They're immensely frustrated with themself, over it. But they're still here, at the end of the day. Even if Eve, the leader, left her mark in the place of burns spanning a concerning percentage of their body.

Biker used to privately ID as a gay man, until realising they very much loved women as well, but it was the clash of being loved As a man that repulsed them away from pursuing meaningful relationships with women and femmes. When they started ID-ing as nonbinary, they found attraction to women (and acting on it) much easier. Their relationship between their gender and their attraction to men is a different story and a little more dysfunctional, but Biker chases pleasure when they can, and things like questionable sex isn't out of the picture for them, before and after the world ended.

Kink and its subgroups was also a safe space for Biker (outside of gyms and places where they could admire masculinity), in exploring their sexuality and gender. They mostly occupied leather and bondage circles, but experimented in dom/sub spaces and impact play. They also consider all sex with them to be gay sex. So watch out 'it doesn't count because xyz'. Fun fact but there is so so so much motorcycle leather kink stuff on pinterest. I don't want it taken down at ALL it's just so funny to me to see those images fly under the radar like that.

Anyway. I hate them and they SUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and yet. they remain in my head 24/7 and my dm is a cruel evil cruel evil storyteller who also wants Biker in a blender <3 mwah, she is also immensely talented and has facilitated this fixation and development of Biker into this character

[batbux]

Bats usually keep an eye on large gatherings in Gotham, but in this case Bruce literally can't pay them enough to do their jobs.

---

In Gotham, large gatherings are always risky business. With half a dozen big name rogues with half a dozen screws loose, things can get out of hand FAST.

So yes, forgive Bruce if he likes having at least two bats or birds on the scene when people group together and make themselves easy targets.

His rag-tag group of children, adult or otherwise, usually agree with him. But in this case-

"I'm not going out of my way to help anti-gay protestors," Tim says before Bruce even let's himself think about which of his partners in anti crime he would like at his back. "I'm the one that green-lit the Wayne Enterprises gay agenda that they're protesting."

"That's... Fair."

And it was! Bruce was hardly going to force his bisexual son to save people that would tear him down if given half the chance. He'd demanded far too selflessness of Tim already.

It was just... No one else was volunteering either.

---

Dick, alerted by Tim about the group of anti-gay protestors planning their little event on Facebook, takes one look at Bruce approaching and shakes his head.

"I've heard what they said about my baby brother," he cautions before Bruce can say anything.

Tim, out and secure in his identity, doesn't care what any civilians have to say about him. Dick, deeply angry and protective, cares very much what slander people sling at his little brother.

Bruce, understanding that maybe his eldest was getting better about managing his anger, but deeply unwilling to test his resolve, nods and backs away.

---

Damian is his next choice, though he doesn't hold very high hopes for him either.

"Father, I will not be responsible for the safety of fools willingly endangering themselves," Damian says, reasonably and Bruce is glad to hear it. He has a whole speech about protecting civilians even if they act in defiance of their own safety. It's blown to pieces when Damian explains further. "I've already taken the liberty of inviting Jon and his paramour to heckle them."

"No metas in Gotham," Bruce says before his brain can catch up to his mouth. "This is already a tense situation and-"

"No metas in Gotham," Damian repeats, pitching his voice lower as he mocks his father. "What do you propose Duke is, Father?"

This is an argument he isn't willing to have. Not right now. He puts a pin in it and reaches out to Jon to politely request that he doesn't make an appearance at the protest. Jon concedes in exchange for his permission to come to Gotham's pride event next week. Bruce gives it under the stipulation that Jon and Jay let him give them a full primer on Gotham rogues and how to counter them.

---

Stephanie is somehow warned in advance and texts him before he can reach out to her.

"sorry not sorry, if doctors in Texas can choose to let people die then so can I. ask someone else to help w your homophobe problem"

Bruce wants to point out that is a gross simplification of the fraught political state of Texas. He also wants to point out that they are nowhere near Texas.

He wonders about the feasibility of sponsoring abortion access and trans healthcare in another state if only because it is GENUINELY funny when bigots with talk shows get into a tizzy over Brucie Wayne.

He lets the thought lie for the moment.

---

Duke hears him out, at least, before telling him that he's really sorry, B, but he's gonna be sick that day. It's all very sad, has he tried to talk to Jason?

---

Cass looks at him. He looks at her. They both know she won't be his backup.

---

He hates to say it, but Jason WAS his last choice in this situation. Not for lack of trust or faith in his abilities, but because-

"I'm asking Aunt Harley to have Poison Ivy start a pollen induced gay orgy," he says bluntly when Bruce asks if Jason would be busy on the day of the protest.

"At the-"

"At Wayne Enterprises, for the protest. Yes. Stay away if you value your heterosexuality, old man."

Bruce, remembering his college days and the types of things he's gotten up to in his own time, doesn't correct his son. Revealing that his father was intimately familiar with gay sex isn't a conversation Bruce ever wanted to have with Jason. Or anyone else.

Bruce, wisely, lets the police handle the protest.

[aihoshiino]

chapter 133 thoughts!

Right off the bat, I'm really glad to see OnK looping back around to address something that was largely left hanging from the first half of the movie arc - the idea that Ruby simply lacks the acting chops to properly portray Ai in the movie. This was hammered in to such a degree that I actually had a theory back before shooting started that Ruby was going to end up backing out of playing Ai and that Kana, Akane or even Frill would end up taking her place. Obviously it's not that I want Ruby to fail here or that she doesn't deserve a big W after everything she's been through but it felt really weird for the story to correctly make the point that Ruby's acting was going to make or break this movie and then not properly bring that point home. So I'm glad to see we're actually digging into it this chapter.

That said, it does feel a little... abrupt, I guess? Or rather, I totally understand Ruby cracking under the pressure and having a bit of a meltdown off the back of Nino's words last chapter - that obviously cut really deep - but suddenly jumping back to this idea that Ruby is Just Not Getting Ai after we hadn't touched on that since filming started and we've had no indication it's still an ongoing issue is weird. Especially since Mengo has literally just been flat out drawing Ai any time she's portraying her on panel lol. Maybe holding off on showing her with the double hoshigan would've been a better choice in conveying that...

Again, I guess it just comes back to what I've been saying lately about the movie arc feeling really weirdly structured. Things feel kind of jumbled, or necessarily out of order persay but the way arcs, emotional beats and development is happening in fits and spurts gives everything this stuttering rhythm where all the major beats feel like they're landing in really strange places.

All that aside... man, poor Ruby. We haven't really gotten as good a look into her head as I would've liked during the movie's production but the amount of pressure she feels must be immense. Strawberry Productions have put all their money into this movie and Ruby is telling the story of one of the people she loves more than anyone else in the world. It's no wonder she's in tears by the end of it.

The story also addresses something I'm really glad to see on the page - Kana acknowledging that Ai was the way she was largely because of her negative experiences. I've had a bit of unease lately with the idea of OnK portraying Ai as an aspirational figure or that Ruby 'becoming' or 'surpassing' Ai is a positive step for her. Ai of B-Komachi existed because Hoshino Ai experienced such an abnormally cruel life that was so utterly lacking in warmth or love that she had to make up a perfect version of herself just to feel like she had permission to be alive. It's not that Ruby has never experienced hardship - god knows she has - but she simply does not have experience with the exact nature of the despair, the loneliness and the self hate that Ai struggled with her entire life. Without opening herself up to that, she might never be able to fully understand Ai.

Kana's description of Nino is also really fascinating and it lines up with how I personally was reading her off the back of that chapter combined with the foundation laid by 45510. Her feelings for Ai are a life-altering obsession that has ripped down the boundary between 'love' and 'hate'. It's both at the same time which is an emotional state you can probably conclude is not going to lead someone to grieve in a healthy or productive way.

<3 nino is such a gay little freak i love her so much

Ruby and Kana's talk in general in this chapter is sooooo fucking good, dudes. It's hard not to want to go over it line by line lol but it's the kind of talk I've wanted them to have for a really long time. Their earnest concern for each other and their attempts to reach out and protect the other as clumsily as they end up doing it are so sweet and it makes the end of this chapter such a gut punch... but we'll get there.

I will say it's uh incredibly fucking bizarre to see Akane sorted in alongside the people Ruby considers her family??? Like, I get that Ruby had the whole 'can I call you oneechan' thing with her back while she and Aqua were dating but they've never been portrayed as being that close or really on friendly terms at all after the Private arc. Not only that, but this is specifically in a context where Ruby is talking about how the movie is going to help her family, who are still stuck in their grief over Ai's death move forward - so why the fuck is Akane there?? Akane has no personal relationship to Ai! She was not remotely affected by her death! I can only assume this was some kind of art mistake because I otherwise have absolutely no fucking clue what this is supposed to mean. EDIT: Taking a closer look at the art, I'm pretty certain this is in fact an art mistake and that's Ruby accidentally given Akane's hair screening: her eyes are dark and she seems to have Ruby's hoshigan. Mystery solved!

Ruby's face as she cries looks sooooooo much like Miyako's expression as she cried back in 125. I even noticed then how much she looked like both Ai and Ruby in that moment and it was so sad and lovely to see that similarity mirrored in Ruby. Miyako is their mom!!! Ai and Ruby are her daughters!!!

And finally... Kana just lets it all out.

Honestly, seeing Kana finally express all this stuff was so cathartic. She didn't want to be in B-Komachi to start with, she was bullied into being the center and then watched Ruby absolutely leave her in the dirt. Knowing what we do about Kana's own history of abandonment and her absolute terror at the prospect of being left behind and made irrelevant, it would be naive to assume she didn't feel some jealousy or bitterness in the wake of Ruby's meteoric rise to fame. She's only human, after all and I can't help but wonder if this is one of the 'cracks' left in black hoshigan Ruby's wake that Aqua ominously alluded to a while back.

Even as she pours out all this bile, though - Kana is still, in a twisted way, doing this out of pure love for Ruby. As she herself puts it, she is at risk of permanently destroying their relationship here even though Ruby is her closest and dearest friend. But that's why she feels she had to do it. Like always, Kana sacrifices herself, desecrates herself and throws herself under the bus to support the people she loves and to play the coordinator - to ensure her costars can give the best possible performance. Arima Kana? Don't worry about her. She's fine off in the shadows by herself, right?

I also can't help but wonder if Kana is doing this at least in part for herself, too. We saw that she, too, was struck deeply and unsettled by Nino's words last week and by how deeply Nino was poisoned by her hate and feelings of inferiority towards Ai. Maybe this is Kana's way of trying to purge herself of those feelings so she can look her inner Nino in the eye and confidently say "I am not like you".

No break next week...!

[imsparky2002]

Talking with Thomas - Reverser Part 2

The boyfriends walked into Astruc’s office, looking very unamused. The creator just smiled at them, unaware of their frustration with him. “Ah, Nash and Mork.” he greeted, “Excited for the new episode?” The boys just rolled their eyes.

“Wow, Nath. You were right. He is terrible with names.” Marc said. “Yeah, unless they’re the main characters.” Nathaniel added. Thomas decided to try and put some smiles on their faces. “So, pretty good script, huh?” he prodded. “Actually, sir,” Marc replied. “There were uh... some things we wanted to talk about. Some problems.”

“A lot of problems, actually.” Nathaniel said, looking straight at Thomas. Marc didn’t even let him argue before beginning his critiques. “First of all, why does it feel like you just copied Nath’s akuma plot for me, just tweaking a few things to make it fit better?“ Marc asked. “W-well...” Thomas replied, nervously taking a sip from his mug. “W-well, it's to show how similar you two are. How you're the perfect fit for eachother!” Thomas answered, his voice shaking with uncertainty. 

“Oh, but not perfect enough for us to get together? Despite the extreme amounts of gay subtext in the episode?” Nath countered, his eyebrow raised in doubt. Thomas gulped. “Ah, w-well, you know how certain... people can be about things like that.” he tried to explain. “Who gives a fuck about that?! I just want our characters to date like we do in real life!” Marc shouted, already tired of the man’s bullshit. “Are you honestly so scared of countries like China and Russia.” Nathaniel asked, looking disgusted.

Thomas just huffed and crossed his arms in response. “Well, sorry that that wasn’t enough for you kids. It was the best we could do for this episode! We really put everything we could into making this script a classic for every aspect.” Thomas complained. “Really?” Nathaniel exclaimed. “Because you sure didn’t seem to put much effort into Marc’s akuma!”

“Yes! I’m a writer!” Marc agreed. “That's the whole idea of my character! Nath got a form that reflected his artistic skills, why didn't I get the same thing?“ Thomas scoffed again. “Well, a writing akuma seemed too obvious, too boring. But we compromised with the paper airplanes!” Marc could only stare at the man like he had grown a second head.

“Too boring?! TOO BORING?! How is someone with the ability to alter reality with merely a pen, boring?! The possibilites are endless!” he shouted, as Nathaniel calmed him down with a pat on his shoulder. “But that's the least of our concerns.” Nathaniel reminded. “Next, let's talk about how my character's been assasinated before it even got a chance to shine.“ At this statement, Thomas looked confused. “Oh please, what are you talking about, Nagatha?”

“It. is. Nathaniel. And what the hell was that fountain scene? Why did I assume it was Ladybug? Why did I get angry at Marc when he clearly didn’t know that was the assumption made? And SERIOUSLY, ripping his journal? Since when was I such a dick?!“ he growled.

“Well, your crush for Ladybug clouded your mind, and the pain of thinking you were the butt of another cruel joke caused you to act irrationally.” Thomas explained, unaware why the boy was getting upset for no reason in his eyes. “Well you sure didn't have me explain why! All I said was that I "jumped the gun". JUMPED THE GUN! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!” Nathaniel yelled, his eyes wide with confused anger. “I straight up berated the boy, destroyed his property, and stormed off. I didn't even do anything to Marinette, the one who ACTUALLY messed up!”

“Well…Marinette was only trying to help! And she had to be Ladybug, so there wasn’t really time for you to have confronted her!” Thomas reminded. “Was she helping me when she read my journal without permission?” Marc replied, feeling like he could deck the man at any point. “Oh, come on, Morty! She’s your friend and she thought it was great, so what does it matter? Why wouldn’t you want to share it anyway?” Thomas said, even chuckling at the idea that this was worth getting mad about. Marc and Nathaniel were so stunned they didn’t even bother correcting the man about getting the writer’s name wrong.

“I... did he just say that he doesn't understand why I wouldn't want to share my private journal?” Marc said, barely able to comprehend what he had just heard. “Nath, tell me I'm not hallucinating.” Nath shook his head and felt another wave of disgust through his body. “Nope, I heard it too. WOW, DUDE! You need to learn about people’s boundaries!” Thomas was about to reply, but Marc cut him off.

“It's ok, Nathaniel. Because ‘it's Marinette’ who can do whatever she wants because ‘she has good intentions.’”, he said with a mocking tone, using air quotes. “I bet if I was a girl, Marinette was a boy, and you were still a dude, this episode wouldn't get green lit. But it's fine for girls and other queer boys to berate me and meddle with me, according to this straight guy.”

“Let’s not blow things out of proportion now! So things get a little heated and Marinette makes a mistake! The important thing is that it’s fine in the end, you two make up and become partners!“ Thomas replied, trying to sweep this whole mess under the rug. Nathaniel was quick to catch him on his BS. “No we don't! Marinet-, oh sorry, "Ladybug" forced us to reconcile. And I never actually apologized.” Nathaniel said. “And even worse, I accepted it!” Marc hissed. “I was smiling! WHY?!”

“Because everyone loves when a misunderstanding is resolved!“ Thomas admitted. “Remember the umbrella scene? Tumblr's gonna love you guys. MarcNath will be a great fanship!“

“Oh, don’t start with that crap!” Nathaniel snarled. “This is not how you lay the foundation for a healthy relationship! This entire episode is toxic as hell!”

“Marinette herself has asked if we can change the script.” Marc noted. “She's already getting a lot of backlash, and she doesn't want to get more. And this'll probably be our only episode where we matter. This is not how I want me and my boyfriend to be represented.” Thomas just rolled his eyes. “That’s show business, boys! Sometimes you gotta do the uncomfortable stuff for the end results!” Nathaniel could feel the urge to throw up from that statement. 

“I may be Jewish, but Jesus Christ! Do you know how creepy you sound right now? You know what? We'll do the episode, but don't expect us to agree to be relevant ever again.” he stated. “Yeah, I'd rather be a background fan favorite than a supporting cast member in this dumpster fire.” Marc agreed. Thomas looked disappointed by this. Not because he CARED about them, but because he wouldn’t make as much money if they didn’t become superheroes. “But what about our plan to give everyone Miraculouses?” he asked. “When the time comes, just throw us in with some other classmates. We're not having our own episodes for you to ruin.” Nathaniel replied, with him and Marc getting up and walking to the door.

Thomas frowned and humphed at them, like an angry child. “Fine by me!” he scoffed. “We were already planning on lumping together Evan and Serena getting their miraculouses, we can just throw you two in as well!”

“IVAN AND SABRINA!” the boyfriends said in unison, before shutting the door. “Man, what a jackass.” Marc said, as Nathaniel nodded in agreement. “I don’t even know why we still do this show.” he admitted. “I mean, it's not like we have a choice. You know what usually happens when characters leave the program they were created for?” Marc reminded. “They rarely get hired for anything else.” Nathaniel sighed in annoyance. “Oh yeah...”

“I'm more concerned about everyone seeing me as a soft uwu boy.” Marc worried. “I know I'm pretty anxious, but I can be confident sometimes!” Nathaniel nodded and snuggled him. “I know, babe. Lord knows what assumptions people are gonna make about me after this airs. I guess we just have to hope for the best, Marcy. I love you so much.” Nathaniel said, nuzzling his face in Marc’s neck, causing the writer to giggle.

“I love you too, Nathie. Wanna go make out in front of Thomas?” Marc asked, with a sly grin on his face. Nathaniel nodded eagerly.

“You read my mind!”

So after awhile, here it is! The next in the “Talking with Thomas” series. I couldn’t have gotten this done without the help of Weeby, who assisted with the dialogue. I’ll be answering an ask for them soon, a fanon Talking with Thomas, which serves as what may have happened in canon if their OC was written into the show. I’m still in the process of editing it, but it’ll be out soon, hopefully. Make sure to reblog, reply, post and ask, and tell me in detail what you thought of this, and your issues with the episode. In my opinion, Canon NathMarc is trash, while Fanon NathMarc is superior. @artzychic27 @msweebyness 

[trubbishrubbish]

Toko DR1 defense rant. (+ some UDG and Tokomaru hot takes)

I wrote a DR1 Toko defense rant and hot takes on twitter after seeing a DR1 Toko hate post on tumblr, funny that. Anyway, I'm copying pasting that rant onto here becuase it's really important. I will defend Toko with my life.

DR1 Toko haters are the weakest link.

Y’all can’t handle the fact that a woman with childhood trauma, trauma with relationships and has DiD with a serial killer alter is thrust into a stressful life or death killing game would not act very nice and normal 24/7.

If Toko in DR1 made you feel uncomfortable and you didn’t like her moments then that’s completely fine. That’s the point of her character.

It’s a pretty accurate portrayal of how someone with trauma who hasn’t been able to get the help they need would act this way. Her character was perfectly done to serve the story she has. Saying her character is bad just because it’s uncomfortable is dumb.

You can argue that her trauma being played for laughs and is bad taste but that’s more a story issue than a character issue.

Here’s another hot take: If you love UDG Toko but hate DR1 Toko then you don’t actually love Toko, you only love a fanon version of Toko.

A fanon Toko that is gay for Komaru and her obsession with Byakuya and trauma are just “magically gone”

All of Toko’s negative traits in DR1 are still present in UDG. Her sole motivation for coming to Towa city was to save Byakuya. Her reason for sticking with Komaru, encouraging her to not give up when she is at her lowest and helping and saving her, it was all done so Toko could trade Komaru with the enemy so she could save Byakuya. Her being rude and making incest jokes in front of Komaru are aspects of Toko’s character that shouldn’t be ignored. (Although, the incest part is more a product of UDG trying to squeeze as much grossness it can)

The reason why it shouldn’t be ignored is that it makes Toko’s growth in chapter 4 onwards all the more significant. Toko at the start of UDG was calling Komaru “Omaru” and fully wanted to betray her.

Toko in the end of UDG has learned that she likes having Komaru as a friend and wants to fight to save both her and Byakuya. That’s a character god tier arc.

But what about Toko’s obsession afterwards? It still exists because it’s linked to her trauma that she still has not been able to heal from. Komaru is a very important and wonderful person for Toko but she is not a therapist. She can’t diagnose all of Toko’s issues and create a way for Toko to fully heal. She can be the start and encourage Toko, but Toko needs professional therapy. Months of therapy most likely. This isn’t something that can be fixed in a week. DR3 shows that even when Toko has Komaru, she still has her obsession with Byakuya because she hasn’t been able to go to therapy.

I should probably clarify that I don’t dislike Tokomaru content that has Toko healing with Komaru’s help or Toko content that has her over Byakuya. Lord knows

I can’t throw stones in the department because of how I write Genocide Jack lol. But what I am saying is that DR1 Toko is important for UDG Toko to make sense. You can’t ignore DR1 Toko and only think about Toko as she is in UDG. Both Tokos are halves of one complete Toko.

That said, I do take slight issue with people who said that Toko NEEDED UDG to be good. Guys, Kodaka wasn’t thinking about UDG or any future DR game when writing DR1. DR1 was written as if it would be the only thing that could be made of the series. Toko’s arc in DR1 WAS supposed to end where it was. It wasn’t left incomplete so another game could fill in the rest. Toko in UDG is just an expansion of DR1 Toko. She’s already learned how to be braver and fight, UDG teaches her that she doesn’t have to pick and choose between two people. She can have both.

It’s extremely rare that a Danganronpa character has second time in the spotlight to develop more beyond the game they star in. Toko is the sole exception to this.

Also worth mentioning, Toko wasn’t first considered to be the partner early in development. It was actually Haiji that would be the secondary protagonist in UDG. The only reason why they switched from him to Toko was for gameplay purposes. Kodaka wanted the player to have the ability to switch to a super powerful character that can’t die so the people used to visual novel aspect of DR can play UDG without worrying about having to be good at a third person shooter.

Haiji’s power form would have been him taking off his cast and killing Monokumas with a robot arm. But that didn’t go very far so it was decided that Genocide Jack would be that power form.

That means y’all have to thank Genocide Jack for giving you the UDG lesbians. (Btw, if I got this info wrong please let me know.)

Anyway I exhausted myself from talking about Toko. She is a perfect weird girl who is one of DR’s best written characters.

[thegeminisage]

ok we watched the tng pilot. let's get into it

data is my best friend on this show and i love him

i liked riker but jonathan frakes looks like a baby without facial hair. he's gotta grow that in. also, at one point he asked someone a question and i got really excited. he should ask more people more questions i think thats what jonathan frakes was born to do. that and sit in chairs with style

also liked geordi even though we only saw him for 3 seconds and worf even though same.

the sections with q draaaaaaagged. ik people like q and whatever he has going on with picard but i'm just not there yet. this "humans are NOT savages anymore" plotline has been played out in tos many times to better effect

actually shocked picard was such a dick. idk why i was expecting him to be more kind maybe i was projecting professor x onto him?? but he kinda sucked lol like what was EVEN going on w his little pissing contest with riker

love and light, there should not be children on a starship. space is fucking dangerous. they're literally boldly going where no one has gone before. these kids could get hurt

the ship??? splits?????????? IS THAT LEGAL????

ok, furthermore, sorry, speaking of kids, not to be a misogynist but out of the 3 ladies (troi, crusher, and yar) i dislike 2 of them. love and light to deanna troi but i really hope she gets something to do besides emote and go OH THE PAIN...her look was slay. i understand completely how she turned women gay. give her something to do. give her a chance. i know she could be good.

i didn't mind dr crusher until she let her kid on the bridge even though you're not supposed to do that and they told him to touch nothing and he proceeded to touch everything and then she got mad when picard got mad. picard spent 70% of this episode being a dick and the one time he was justified she was like :/ wow you're such a dick. lmao. girl come on he literally said don't touch anything he was already being nicer than he had to be. the child was in the wrong children shouldn't even be on this ship

also they talk about wesley like he's their affair baby. idw if its true but nobody tell me. let me believe it. wesley crusher destined to suffer through male pattern baldness

also, i can see now why you're not supposed to date your ship mates. dating them is fine but being exes with them is excruciating and we had TWO PAIRS this pilot

anyway. tasha yar was rad i DID love her.

it's weird though how many of them use first names...in tos sometimes they didn't even use last names, only titles. spock called bones "doctor" almost exclusively. so riker calling geordi geordi after like 5 minutes of knowing him was a little weird

i cried when bones showed up. sue me. his prosthetics were terrible and i already miss him so much.

SPACE JELLYFISH. that part was good

overall both the adventure and the interpersonal stuff was a little ????? which is like. you can flop on one or the other. i DO have faith it will get better but i feel kind of lukewarm on it so far

there's a lot of direct counterpoints to tos, but it's shuffled JUUUST enough so it feels like it isn't copying tos's homework word for word but rewording it to trick the teacher. for example, data is like spock in that he doesn't understand emotions or whatever, but it's actually the inverse because spock understands and pretends not to, while data truly doesn't understand but wants to. then you have deanna troi who's sort of filling in for the other thing spock used to do, which is give us general impressions about unknown alien life, but she SPECIFICALLY does it through emotions so she doesn't resemble spock too much. the captain and first officer have a lot of scenes together but they're tense so it doesn't look too tempting to the slash fans. the doctor is still a bit grumpy but she's a woman this time. they don't use tricorders but geordi's special prosthetic helps them see all that shit anyway. it's tos but shuffled. lmao that it took 2 people to replace spock <3

anyway my favorite part, aside from the part bones was in, was when riker and data talked in the holodeck. and riker was like actually yeah the fact that you're a machine DOES make me uncomfortable. and data is like well i am superior but i'd like to be human actually! and you could see the little gears in riker's head turning and later he called data friend. i liked that and i love data. i love data he's very important even though the pilot wasn't good i think i would keep watching no matter what for data. and i knew it would be like that.

[buddiesmutslut]

I saw a post the other day about someone being pissed that people were calling Eddie gay instead of bi only because they couldn't handle more than one bisexual person on a show. Now, I didn't make Eddie gay/demi, he was born that way, BUT it got me thinking, because the whole crew feels very fruity? SO, I want to get your guys' opinions on what you think the rest of the characters are. (JUST the characters. We're not speculating on the actors. We all know this.) I'm going to put mine below & I'd love to hear everyone else's thoughts :) These are by vibes only. As a definite demisexual and probable bi woman, idk how great my gaydar is, but sexuality is a spectrum & straight isn't the default, so let's go!!

Bobby - 0% fruity. That is a straight, middle aged white man (affectionate) if I've ever seen one.

Athena - Also straight.

Chim - Chim feels very straight to me, but that scene with the bachelor had me peering at him a little closer, because I've never watched the Bachelor, but it looked like Joey (I think that was the bachelor's name, right? I've never watched a single episode of that show so I have no idea) had been around before, so I couldn't tell if he was like, starstruck, or "Wow that's a pretty boy and it's making me feel things" -struck 😂

Maddie - I don't get many vibes from her either, but I also have a vague fic idea of Madney breaking up in s4/s5 and her ending up with Shannon instead, so idk, maybe she's just unlabeled but somewhere on the spectrum of queerness?

Shannon - Bi vibes

Taylor Kelly - 100% bi, I refuse to hear any other argument.

Lucy Donato - This is a pansexual woman if I've ever seen one, you cannot convince me otherwise. (Also, the most interesting AND likable of Buck's female LI's, argue with the wall. Lucy, they'll never make me hate you bby 🩷💛💙.)

Lena Bokso - Lesbian vibes, for sure. I don't think there was ANY romantic undertones with her and Eddie (Which, I'm not saying that's the only reason I think she's a lesbian. She can like men and not like Eddie. Even if she did, Eddie wasn't in a place to do anything with those feelings, but I saw a post about that pairing recently & wanted to throw my 2 cents in)

May Grant - May also gives off queer vibes, and I've seen other view her as full wlw, but I think she gives off more bi/pan vibes?

Ravi - This man is soommmeee kind of queer that I just cannot put my finger on. I've seen him HC'd as gay, pan, & ace in some way, and I can honestly rock w/ any of the 3 of them. All I know is that he is not a straight man lol.

Albert - Also unsure about him, but if someone were to tell me that he was bi, I could definitely see it. I think that's influenced by the fic that had him, Ravi & May in a throuple, which was genuinely so cute.

Ana - Dr. Flores doesn't give off queer vibes for me, but that could be bc she was criminally underdeveloped & we know practically nothing about her.

Natalia - See above ^^

Ali Martin - Same ^^ although I could see her just being queer and not being more specific than that. Maybe she's straight, who knows. I literally forgot about her until I was looking up actor/actress names 😂

M*risol - straight & homophobic lmfao

Abby - Literally could not care less about her, but I wanted to include her so I could talk about her possibly being Tommy Kinard's ex-girlfriend and her coming back to LA for whatever reason and finding her ex-boyfriends happy & having totally forgotten about her predatory ass.

Also, obviously not speculating about any of the children, bc they're still children, even if they're fictional. It's icky.

I think that's all the main/reoccurring characters that we don't already know about, let me know if I missed any.

Talk about being the gay firefighter show, how accurate lmfao.