#lgbtqia +

[kissablelips-desireslure-vol3]

BELLO

Directed By: Noel Alejandro

Featuring: Francisco Gabriel Vinicius Coelho

©️ NOEL ALEJANDRO FILMS

[lythea-creation]

Hiba's Puppy - Hiba x fem reader (Part 1)

summary: The sleepover at your best friends house doesn't go as expected as your friends call makes you wish you had left your phone at home.

warnings: slight homophobia

word count: 881

Author's note: Feel free to check out my Masterlists and make requests. No reposting please! Reblogging, comments and requests are always appreciated <3 If you like the story/my writing, please don't be shy to say it via comments or asks! It takes you a few seconds and might make my day. It's the best appreciation you can show to a writer you like.

Requested? Yes

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“Sorry for being so late”, I apologized to Tasneem.

Usually I was one of the first to arrive as she was my best friend, together with Hiba of course. I would help Tasneem prepare everything for her famous pajama parties instead of being the last one to come like today.

But my parents had needed my help with no chance to decline.

“It's alright. You're just on time”, she assured me. “We're going to start playing some games now.”

“Great”, I rejoiced and made my way over to the living room that was almost as familiar to me as my own.

“Hey guys!”, I greeted the other guests.

I was surprised at seeing Sarah and Farah here, but decided against bringing it up.

Without thinking about it I settled down next to Hiba who immediately sent me a teasing grin, making my heart flutter. Damn gay panic!

“We're all putting our phones onto the table and read out any messages that come in. Calls will be on speaker”, Farah explained excitedly.

“Are you in?”, Hiba challenged me.

“Sure”, I agreed and pulled me phone out to place it on the table.

It turned out to be rather boring than thrilling when we were waiting.

That did not mean that I was happy about my phone being the first to ring. It did not help that it was a group call from my friends.

“Who is it?”, Enas wondered.

“My idiot friends”, I stated dreadfully.

“Come on, you gotta answer it”, Tasneem encouraged me.

Reluctantly I tapped on the accept button.

“Hey (f/n)! What are you up to? Wanna play some games together?”, Noor suggested.

“Sorry guys, but I don't have time for you right now”, I let them down.

“Oh, come on! Don't leave us hanging! It's gonna be fun”, Yasser tried persuading me.

“She's probably just too busy with Hiba to grant us her company. Seems to be the only thing on her mind lately anyway”, Safaa proclaimed. “We can't compete with her.”

“Safaa, shut up”, I growled, feeling my cheeks beginning to heat up.

“Why so shy now? The last time we talked about her you got way too overprotective. Where's your sass now?”, Noor reminded me.

“Just stop, guys! This isn't funny”, I proposed.

“It's not our fault that you're Hiba's puppy”, Safaa declared.

Now the guys started chanting the words “Hiba's puppy” in perfect sync.

Automatically my hand moved to end the call. Sometimes I hated my friends, although I loved them at the same time. It was complicated.

“Wow”, Enas exclaimed. “What was that about?”

“Yeah, (f/n)”, Hiba chimed in, grinning at me. “What was that about?”

“It was nothing. Let's just get back to the game”, I attempted changing the topic.

“Nah, you're not getting out of this so easily. So tell me”, Hiba requested teasingly.

She did not stop moving closer until I was basically trapped underneath her, nowhere to go.

“Why did they call you my puppy?”, she questioned, mere inches away from my face.

I could barely comprehend the situation, no chance of forming any words as my head felt like exploding from heat and embarrassment. Hiba was too close to allow me to think clearly.

That everyone was staring weirdly at us, especially me, did not exactly help either.

“So what is it?”, Hiba continued taunting me.

“Hiba, I think you're going too far”, Tasneem assumed, apparently noticing my dire situation.

“Come on! It's just fun”, Hiba brushed it off and sat back down, allowing me to straighten up as well.

My heart was still pumping hard and fast. This had gotten out of hand way too quickly.

Luckily for me Sarah's phone was the next to ring, leading to a way more severe kind of drama including Nadeen and Omar.

So I was off the hook. At least I thought that way until Hiba confronted me again when I got up to get some more water.

She stopped me in the kitchen. “Seriously. What was all of that about? Your friends calling you my puppy?”, she inquired.

This time she was not teasing me in the slightest.

“It's embarrassing”, I alluded.

“So what?”, she scoffed. “I've known you for years. What could be so embarrassing that you don't dare to tell me when we're alone?”

“Well, that's exactly it. It's about you”, I pointed out.

“Then tell me”, she encouraged me.

A nervous sigh left my lips. “Fine. Noor called you hot and ...”

“He did?”, she interrupted me, a victorious grin adorning her face.

“Do you want me to tell you now or not?”, I ranted.

“Okay, okay. Calm down”, she shot back.

“Well ��� I kinda got angry at him because … I was jealous … or overprotective like they called it. I mean he's right. You're hot. And funny. And loyal. And brutally honest from time to time. And I just wanted to keep it all to myself”, I confessed. “Because I don't want him to become your boyfriend or even a hookup. I don't want anyone to be … except myself.”

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Next Part

Thanks for the request and (not) sorry for the cliffhanger. Was kinda in the mood for it.

Tag List: @sunwoniie

[kaythefloppa]

It’s that time of year to ruin y’all’s childhoods [jk] by presenting my LK/LG Pride Headcanons!

[kissablelips-desireslure-vol2]

EYEWITNESS S1 E1 (2016, USA NETWORK)

Created By: Adi Hasak

TYLER YOUNG (as Philip)

&

JAMES PAXTON (as Lukas)

[charliethinks]

happy asexual day !!!

[spirituallyathiesticgothgirl]

I might lose some friends over this but i don't give a fuck.

I support lesbians, does not mean I am a lesbian.

I support gays, does not mean I am gay.

I support trans people, does not mean I am a trans person.

I support bisexuals, does not mean I am Bisexual.

I support queers, does not mean I am queer.

I'M A STRAIGHT WOMAN AND I SUPPORT ALL OF YOU.

🩷🧡💛💚💙🩵💜🤎🖤🩶🤍

If you don't like any of that, that's your problem.

And if you feel offended by this, that's not my problem.

[artistartisian]

Some pages in my old sketchbook

[infinite-eternity]

ok

[booksandrandomfandoms]

JOMP day 20

Lgbtqia +

I made a little train for a prompt on Instagram & made it lgbtqia so I could also use it here 😅

[unsualfan]

Had an Enby Debut 💛🤍💜🖤

In the Philippines, a debut is a traditional coming-of-age celebration for young women when they turn 18 years old. It is often seen as a significant milestone in a young woman's life. The debut celebration is a significant event in Filipino culture, and it is often celebrated with great enthusiasm and extravagance.

Traditionally in our culture it is a way for a girl to debut into society as a woman.

A may be biologically female but inside I feel enby or nonbinary. And that's how I debut as a nonbinary 💛🤍💜🖤

Girls usually wear extravagant gowns but I wore something that represented the true me on my debut. A cross between a suit and dress to signify by feminine and masculine side.

My friends accepted my 🏳️‍🌈 self a long time ago and I'm so happy. They even gave me this mug that had my flags on it 🥹

It's a mug that shows the picture when you add hot water to it. It has both the nonbinary flag and aroace flag. The mug is titled on this picture but you can see the side has the aroace flag and my name on it that's why I titled it😅

They put Genya Shinazugawa in bcuz I love him.

Words cannot express how accepted I feel.🏳️‍🌈

Truly the best birthday so far.

[kinkerbellspixievoid]

January 1-7 schedule

Happy new year! 🥳

I am going to make weekly schedules to hold myself accountable for streaming. I want to get in touch with my creative side. Each week I am planning on some sort of craft(s) to do on stream. There will only be hints in the weekly schedule unless I am encouraging ya’ll to participate.

Barista days ➪ days I have work so I will not be streaming. ☕️

TBD days are I am unsure if I will be streaming.

All times are TBD as well but I will shoot between 7-9 pm EST so west coast friends can join. I hope to see you in The Pixie Void. As always, your time here is much appreciated.🧚🏻✨

[kissablelips-desireslure-vol3]

PROTEIN

Directed By: Alex Roman

Featuring: Blake Mitchell Justin Owen

©️ HELIX STUDIOS ENTERTAINMENT

[lythea-creation]

Caught on Camera - Shams x fem reader (Chapter 1)

summary: In a world full of wannabe influencers, (f/n) prefers to be a private person. But as Shams doesn't seem to care much about ones privacy, the two of them have quite a lot to discuss.

warnings: same theme as the series

word count: 975

Author's note: Feel free to check out my Masterlists and make requests. No reposting please! Reblogging, comments and requests are always appreciated <3 If you like the story/my writing, please don't be shy to say it via comments or asks! It takes you a few seconds and might make my day. It's the best appreciation you can show to a writer you like.

requested? Yes

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In a time where social media were basically ruling the world, people thought of me as weird for avoiding them most of the time. It was not like I was completely against them. I just did not feel the need to post my life. Actually I thought that people who were posting their life were not content enough with it to just enjoy it. Instead they had to waste it on making everyone believe they were being as perfect as possible.

Nevertheless I came along with my classmates, even the most popular ones like Tasneem and Hiba. I was simply a private person. Therefore I was alone a lot of the time as well, sometimes hanging out with Nadeen.

I liked her attitude, standing up for herself and others, staying true to herself.

Although that was also what got me caught up in this mess of sitting outside in the burning sun to make a stand. The irony of it all was that Nadeen, Shams and I were the only ones outside at the end, though we did not care that much about our phones.

To be honest I did not really know what to think about Shams. On the one hand she seemed to be nice, offering us food and talking to us, and I was curious because I barely knew anything about her. On the other hand I did not like the fact that she was carrying around a camera all the time. It kinda made me feel watched. Like I had to be on guard to make sure she was not filming me.

“What are you up to today? Wanna hang out?”, Nadeen asked me when the school bell rang for the last time.

“Sure”, I agreed. “But please no more horror movies.”

“Why not? Your reactions are too good to miss out on”, she proclaimed with a chuckle.

“It's not my fault that I take movies too seriously. Of course the scary ones freak me out”, I justified myself.

“Though they're not even scary”, Nadeen shot back.

“How about you tell my dreams exactly that?”, I suggested, now laughing myself.

In the end she persuaded me to watch another one. I just could not say no to her when she offered to let me sleep over because that was always my condition for watching horror movies with her. It was hard to fall asleep if I was alone afterwards.

“What are you watching?”, I wondered when Nadeen was laughing about something on her phone.

“It's one of Sarah's videos. But this one is actually funny”, she enlightened me and rewound it to let me see the beginning as well.

It was about different types of girls at our school. She depicted me as the artsy fangirl which I could not deny. After all I was always scribbling away at some quick sketches or short stories about my favorite book and movie characters.

But when the video showed The Critic, which was obviously supposed to be Nadeen. Honestly I could not understand how Sarah could post something like that about Nadeen, considering they were friends.

The hurt was written all over Nadeen's face before she quickly hid it behind a nonchalant mask.

“It's blowing up”, I noticed.

Her views, likes and comments were basically exploding the more time passed. It was insane.

And on the next day Sarah moved on from invisible to absolute spotlight.

I tried to stay close to Nadeen as Sarah did not seem to take any interest in talking to her friend, now that she had other options. That was one of many reasons to hate social media. But never mind.

My eyes moved away from Sarah as I observed my environment. It was nothing unusual for me to do. From time to time it could be useful. That way I could stay out of the trouble and drama.

But this time I did not like what I saw.

Quickly I made my way over to Shams. “Were you just filming us?”, I accused her.

The others were too busy crowding Sarah to notice our discussion.

“Why does it matter?”, Shams remarked.

“I didn't allow you to film me”, I pointed out.

“So what? Everybody is running around filming nowadays. Why is it different when I do it with a real camera instead of a phone?”, she considered.

“I don't care about the kind of camera. Just delete it”, I requested.

“I'll cut you out of it if you stop bugging me. And don't chat it around. People behave differently when they're aware of being filmed.”

“Why should I do that? I don't owe you anything”, I declared.

“Look. Maybe you don't like what I'm doing, but I'm just expressing myself through art like you do”, she claimed.

“What are you talking about?”, I inquired.

“Your sketches and stories. I haven't read any of them, but it's obvious that you're passionate about them. So you should be able to see my point”, she resonated.

“You truly are a stalker”, I noted, taking a step closer to her.

Somehow this discussion had quickly become heated and despite my anger I had to admit that I was feeling a pull toward her.

“I'm a film maker. That's the point. By the way, you're the only one that cares. Everybody else is way too busy with their petty online lives and little drama. So can you just let it go? I promise to cut you out. It's for the sake of art”, she stated.

For a moment we were staring each other down, contemplating what to do next. And for some reason it became harder and harder to stay close. So I gave in.

“Fine”, I grumbled and stormed off.

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Next Chapter

i decided to make this one a fanfiction with rather short chapters, so you guys won't have to wait as long to read another one as I don't know how much time I'll have to write. Thanks to sunwoniie for requesting. I hope you all like the first chapter. Feel free to make suggestions about the next chapters. Maybe I'll integrate some aspects you want.

Tag List: @sunwoniie

[talisidekick]

A while back my pharmacist saw my deadname on my profile and accidentially called it out, he corrected and deleted my deadname from the system so only my preferred name shows up now. There was a crowd of people behind me, so as he hands over the pills he apologized, in equal tone and volume as when he called my deadname and lied saying it's been a long day and he didn't mean to call out -his own- name. I quietly told him it was fine and he didn't need to do that for my sake.

His response: "No, it's my name now."

I went to the pharmacist yesterday, his nametag is my deadname. He informed me he's immigrating and in the process he's changed his first name to my deadname to have an English sounding name. That's why he's now able to get a reprint of his nametag to be my deadname. And repeated, with the intense seriousness of someone who is going to die on this hill: "It's mine now. Not yours. I'm taking." His tone indicated that decision is final.

Bro literally deadnamed me once, and has committed to flat out stealing my deadname. It's his now. Legally. Officially. I over heard his co-workers call him by the name.

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