#this bird is bisexual and wants his sad boyfriend to come back

[chevaliermalfets]

NCIS 4x01 Shalom // Person of Interest 3x12 Aletheia

[star-dust-shark]

do you have any funny will solace headcanons to share?

IM SO GLAD YOU ASKED!!!

. Will named his guitar Gary ( Gary Guitar ) and so he'll randomly be like "yeah I'm gonna go play with Gary" and people get confused because he has a boyfriend

. he wears crocs with socks and has croc charms that say the cheesiest shit with inpirational quotes, your mom jokes, song lyrics and bisexual pride stuff

. he's got like a million pickup lines that he'll randomly spring on Nico ( bonus: he does finger guns and clicks his tongue afterwards usually following with a horribly done wink )

. he gets obsessed with people sometimes ( almost like a hyperfixation but with something real ) and will start droning on about how beautiful Nico is

. a stim of his is to excitedly fan himself but he always plays it off that he's fanning himself bc he's so hot

. you can't find a picture of him making a normal face it's not possible

. he gets the words marshmellow and mushroom mixed up so he'll acccidentally tell people that he went marshmellow picking or that he wants marshmellows on his pizza

. he gets those really annoying shirts with horrible slogans like "I'm a master baiter" with a fish on it, "I <3 HOT DADS" , and "if you can read my shirt good job you're reading my shirt"

. when he plays a A minor chord every fucking time he'll either say "a minoooooooor" ( like from not like us ) or he'll say "haha guys look I'm fingering a minor"

. he has like twenty thousand pieces of rocky horror picture show merch and he spends like all of his money on said merch

. he'll listen to a song and pick out the most romantic parts and tell Nico that it reminds him of him but Will really likes Alex G and Corbon Amodio and Cavetown so it's sweet and weirdly sad at the same time

. he can do really really good star wars character impressions ( specifically darth vader, chewbaka, and yoda ) and he'll scare the shit out of people by randomly making the yoda vs dooku noise ( if you're a real one you'll know what I mean by that )

. sometimes he'll talk to ananimate objects and make them talk back to him and one day Nico walks in on him talking to a pen that's stuck in his pencil case and Will yells: "OH MY GODS JUST COME OUT" and then he laughs to himself and does a highpitched voice for the pen and says "I...I'm gay"

. he'll say something flirtatious to Nico and then be like "shit autocorrect" DURING A VERBAL CONVERSATION.

. copes with humour so he'll randomly start playing blackbird by the beatles on guitar in a horrible voice and be like "haha get it because I have trauma with birds"

. jokingly says he's transphobic because he's from Texas so out of nowhere he'll be like "eeEEwwww TRaNs pEoPLe TheY'Re So GroSSSsssSs"

. calls Nico gay as an insult and Nico will be like "Will we've been dating for months"

. says no homo after like hot make out sessions with Nico ( scene: Nico and Will sitting in a bed shirts off with hickeys all over eachother and Will just out of no where "haha no homo though" end scene )

. uses gen alpha slang a ton ( like too much ) so he'll randomly yell "GYAT" at Nico or say that something's sigma

. has braces but eats popcorn and then spends hours trying to get bits out

. MAKES SO MANY 69 JOKES ITS HORRIFYING

I have more too

[todoshotoki]

𝙋𝘼𝙄𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂: bakugou katsuki x reader

𝙏𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙂𝙀𝙍 𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂: depression, self-loathing, unrequited love

𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙍'𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀: i found about this song recently and i’ve never cried to a song so much before because it just awoke some past experiences ??

thanks for 100 followers :)

...

i still remember, third of december

it was a cold evening as you were heading back home from ua highschool. you had left your sweater back at home and you were hugging your arms around yourself. your teeth were chattering as you speed-walked to your bus stop.

you bundled yourself up on the bench, rubbing your hands up and down your arms in effort to create heat. you plugged in your earbuds, listening to the quiet acoustics while looking at the people passing by (all correctly equipped with warm, thick clothing).

“oi!” you jolted as you felt your left earbud being snatched out of your ear and being promptly yelled at afterward. you met the blonde’s crimson eyes next to you while slightly dazed. “don’t fucking ignore me!”

me in your sweater

“here, you were shaking like a lost dog,” he shoved a sweater in your lap and turned to look toward his phone once again. “huh?” you were about to protest but he shot you down quickly, “i have my own plus i don’t want you to think that i had some sort of favor to return after training this morning.”

you said it looked better, on me, than it did you

you gawked a little at the red and black sweater before nodding and thanking him. you slipped the material over your uniform which fit you a little on the bigger side. “don’t thank me and don’t bother returning it... it looks better on you anyway.” he grunts, getting up to go on the bus as it rolled up to the curb.

it smelled like him – like caramel. your heart did summersaults in your chest as you wondered how it would feel to be held by him or even to be his special someone. you stepped onto the bus shortly after him, peeking a bit at him as you passed by to your seat by the window.

only if you knew, how much i liked you

you seemed to adore him after he had that exchange with him. everything made sense, you deemed him a “tsundere” and began to watch his mannerisms and slowly but surely fall further into fascination. you didn’t notice yourself doing until the signs were waving in your face.

there was no way to reverse it, it was a blooming infatuation that was spreading from your chest to the smallest nooks and crannies of your very body. your hands started to become sweaty, your face flared up, your knees buckled. it was an anxiety you had never seen before.

but I watch your eyes, as he walks by, what a sight for sore eyes

“bakugo,” you had your hands behind your back and your feet rocking back and forth as an anxious tendacy, “do you want to come with me and a few friends to a movie on sunday?” he hadn’t even gone as far as to spare a glance at you, “no,”

you slightly frowned, “okay, tell me if you change your mind,” you turned back to your chair and to say you were bummed out was an understatement. that’s when you the class’s sunshine had walked into the room, “hey bakubro!” the redhead made a beeline for his desk and bakugo promptly looked up at the boy in annoyance, “what do you want, shitty hair?!”

“we still on for sunday?” kirishima places his hands on the blonde’s desk leaning in with his toothy grin. “yeah, yeah, don’t ask me again or you can forget about it!” your frown deepened. kirishima had beat you to it.

it only made sense. he was a happy virus. you pursed your lips ceasing your eavesdropping and burried your head into your desk.

brighter than a blue sky, he's got you mesmerized while i die

this wasn’t the last time you had tried to hang out with bakugo. two out of five attempts had succeeded. the lastet one was with the whole class involved. momo was holding a get together for christmas before the holidays had started.

you had decided to dress to impress. bakugo clearly has standards and you need to meet them. you went out of your way to wear eyeliner, blush, and the whole extra mile. when you had arrived, it was mainly the early birds who had arrived. uraraka, midoriya, todoroki, kirishima, and iida has been there when you had arrived.

you had received compliments from all parties. “wow, you look really nice tonight! i wish i had done something like you and everyone else, i just came in an ugly sweater and old pants.” kirishima scratched his neck sheepishly.

“kaachan, you came!” midoriya’s outburst had shifted your gaze toward the door. he was wearing essentially the same thing that kirishima was wearing. he looks your direction.

he’s looking your direction! maybe you had finally-

“you’re wearing the sweater i gave you,” his words had cut you out of your thoughts as he walked beside kirishima. “oh-! this was your’s? i-i had been wondering where i got this from...” kirishima stammered. you had defaulted to escape the scene before you became more sad than you already had become.

as the party carried on, you couldn’t stop thinking about it, “he was wearing his sweater,” you thought, pouring yourself a drink. you hadn’t noticed the blonde slipping right beside you until a few whistles and snickering were heard. “hey, what’re you guys laughing about?!” bakugo had snapped.

“look up, blasty!” ashido says which you both reluctantly do.

a mistletoe was looming over your heads. you could feel your ears turn red as you realized the whole class was looking at you.

“bakugo, we don’t have to if you don’t want-“

why would you ever kiss me? i’m not even half, as pretty

he cut your sentence off with his lips on your’s. you had almost dropped the solo cup in your hand at the sweet taste of his chapstick. the hint of caramel you smelled as you two were so close, you felt so incredibly warm and longed for the kiss to last longer.

as you parted, you tried to stutter out a sentence but only mumbling left your lips. “that’s so cute!” you could hear hagakure squealing from the audience that had accumulated.

you didn’t feel happy about it. the stupid branch had grabbed more attention than you yourself as a person.

you gave him your sweater, it’s just polyester, but you like him better

you had gone home early that night. you claimed that you were tired and hadn’t planned to stay long anyways.

you sat in your bed with silent tears dribbling down your cheeks. the sweater that you had been given by bakugo was clenched betweeen your cold fingers. it had lost it’s smell- the smell of bakugo.

wish i were heather

you had dyed your naturally black hair to blonde by the time you got back from the holidays. you had kept the same winged eyeliner to help with your looks and hopefully show some type of attention.

you waited for bakugo to come in that morning. you had came early and as the students began to trickle in. you heard some cheering. you looked up from your book to your heart shattering.

watch as he stands with, him holding your hand

they were clearly dating. kirishima has acted as a docking station for the blonde who was more shy to the attention they were getting. the two of them had no objection to the dating rumors and confirmed them even. he had his hand in his. you knew bakugo was bisexual, you had a chance...

put your arm 'round his shoulder, now i’m getting colder

you had huddled up in your blankets and stared at the photo that bakugo had just posted on his instagram.

they were at a diner together, a smug smile on his face as he looked at his giddy boyfriend who was equally as happy to be with him. the caption: “eyes on the prize”.

you felt the tears bubble up again and you wiped your snot and tears with the same sweater that he had given you.

but how could i hate him? he’s such an angel

“(l/n)!” kirishima had entered the classroom that morning. you had your head down on the desk due to your restlessness last night. you peaked up at him, squinting at the bright light that had been shining through the windows. he had a candy bar in his hand and placed it right in front of you. “you look a little down today... you can talk to me if you want to.”

you pick up the candy bar, sitting up straight. “thank you, kiri. i really appreciate it.” you smile, trying your best to fake the lift in your eyes. “no problem,” he says and sits in his respective seat.

no matter how much you wanted to scream at him and ask him why he had ruined your life, you couldn’t do so he was the sunshine of the class after all.

but then again, kinda, wish he were dead, as he walks by

“hey, (l/n), it’s been a while. do you want to go to the new ramen shop that opened near your house?” kirishima asks as you were leaving together with bakugo on the other side of him. you shook your head, “no thanks,” not even an excuse out of you before you left his sight.

you hated him so much. how could someone just look at you like that? he knew how you looked at bakugo. i mean- he didn’t necessarily know that you had feelings but shit... the blatant gaze of pure adoration should’ve been a hint.

what a sight for sore eyes, brighter than a blue sky

the whole new dorm system had made everything so much worse for you. before, you could run home and forget about it by drowning yourself in whatever distraction you sought fit but now they were constantly around you.

he’s got you mesmerized while i die

the pda (mostly initiated by kirishima) had been accepted the whole class as a normal thing so if you were to say anything, you would definitely stick out. this resulted in you locking your bedroom door and not giving anyone a chance to interact with you outside of school. you began skipping out on events like going to the beach and instead stood in front of the mirror picking at the fat that was gathered up at your stomach.

why would you ever kiss me?

you wish these feelings would just rot. you wish it would just wither away. you wanted to run away, you wanted to give up, you wanted to just tell him.

“bakugou, i love you! i’ve loved you for months!”

you would cry but instead you were practicing in the mirror. your puffy eyes and bloated face making your heart drop. who were you kidding.

i’m not even half, as pretty

“(l/n),” bakugou had knocked on your door one day. your room was a mess: clothes scattered on the ground, textbooks thrown aside, random pens and food wrappers cluttering your desk. you almost wish you could jump off the balcony and take off to never see heights alliance again.

“what is it?” you call to the door after clearing your throat, listening closely waiting for him to say “i know you like me just stop stalking me”.

“do you happen to... have that sweater i gave you a few months back?”

you gave him your sweater

after that statement, jumping out the balcony seemed 1000x more appealing.

“yeah, um- hold on,” you got up from your bed and frowned at the sweater hanging on your desk chair. it had lost bakugou’s smell weeks ago but the fact that bakugou gave it to you never failed to make you smile.

you crack open the door and hand it to him through the slit. you didn’t want him seeing your room as it was right now.

you felt the fabric leave your fingertips. “thanks,” and with that he was off.

it’s just polyester, but you like him better

you desperately try to push the tears back into your eyes, denying the fact that you were crying over someone so stupid.

“you’re not crying! it’s just fabric! it’s just polyester!” your bottom lip trembled as you try to recompose yourself. your coping mechanism was gone.

i wish i were heather

“i wish i were kirishima,” the words had met your lips subconsciously. you clamped your hand over your mouth instantly regretting it. it was no secret you had been paying attention to kirishima in the past few weeks. he was everything bakugou could ever want.

he was brave, strong, and he dared to even go save bakugou from the league. without kirishima’s outstretched hand, bakugou might be in a different situation.

you had to tell bakugou. maybe the feelings would fade.

wish i were heather

today was the day. you had texted bakugou to meet you outside of the heights alliance gates at 6:30 that evening.

you were trembling. it was so obvious. it was a confession. bakugou probably had better things to do then stay around you. you gulped as you saw the blonde tuft of hair round the corner.

wish i were heather

“so why did you ask me to meet you here? i swear if this is a waste of my time...”

you hadn’t noticed how long you had just been staring into his eyes. you averted your eyes to the ground. the bubbling sensation of your throat cramping up, caused you to clear it with a thump to your chest.

you grew angry as you tried to choke it out of your throat.

“why would you ever kiss me?” you ball your fists and pursing your lips. bakugou’s eyes dilated, not knowing what to say, “what are you talking about-“

“that night! at the christmas party! couldn’t you see? i-“ you pause to wipe a tear from your eye. you shake your head, twisting up your face in a scowl, “i’m not even half as pretty any one else so why?!”

“half as pretty as who-?”

“you’re a real dumbass, y’know? for someone who gets high grades. you’re really fucking clueless.”

“i didn’t come here to get yelled at by some extra, okay?! if you have something to say that isn’t an insult then spit out.” he pulled at his shirt incredibly uncomfortable.

“you gave him your sweater that’s why you took it back to the other day, huh?” you said. “you’re getting worked up over that? it’s just polyester.”

there was nothing but your hitching and crying after he said that. he clicked his tongue and shook his head. “i’m leaving,” he turned away and you watched him walk away.

“but you like him better, wish i were...”

[cloneslugs]

Wolf + Yayoi + Akiyama :)

this is seriously ill im sorry

Wolf

First Impression: well he seems neat <3

Impression Now: he's very soft and kind.. <3 and very cool very nice man i love you wolf

Favorite Moment: the whole rice thing b/t the divine child and him and kuro, this isnt a moment but i enjoy how he speaks to people he makes me (: 

Idea for a Story: I'd like to see him first meeting Kuro ^__^ that would be cute.. or how he grew up w Owl bc it seems so … … … well anyway he has a lot of cool background that would be fun to explore 

Unpopular Opinion: i think people draw him smiling too much in some interactions i dont want him to even remotely have a sense of humor or even emote well tbqh, not that i think hes unhappy or anything but like well … + also people are freaks w him but that's another story.. i dont think he would date grandpas

Favorite Relationship: kuro <3 it's cute how he actually engages in conversation w Kuro i like how he talks w him and how Kuro talks w him it's nice.. i think his relationship w Owl is interesting but not . good. Emma + Isshin + Sculptor & every other friend he meets i enjoy esp Kotaro ^^

Headcanon: *gives him transgenderism + autism + homosexuality*, selectively mute (:, he also just has a general issue w socializing & when he doesnt know what to say he defaults to repeating people or just ignoring people, he likes being called Wolf by like Kuro and whoever but Isshin deciding to call him Sekiro makes him feel a little something (:, he can "cook" + knows lots of misc skills like sewing and stuff, doesnt like loud noises, doesn't like being in water -_-, i think he has trouble differentiating b/t what he likes v what he dislikes bc hes used to just putting up w things and never really got to acquire preferences ever hes accustomed solely to survival, he's done kuro's hair for him before <3 but he does it very quick and messy but he tries 

Yayoi

First Impression: ig this is her k1 substory idk i just kind of like . wow this lady seems cool ig goodbye 

Impression Now: … hi <3 she holds a very very special place in my heart now i miss her everyday please babygirl come back to me i need you back ive written out how you can come back please 

Favorite Moment: her k1 substory always makes me sad um.. everything in k2 when shes taking charge.. i love watching her interact w kiryu they have a really interesting relationship.. i like when she got on ryuji for his bullshit and i really really like her introduction in k2 i love watching her handle shitty lieutenants <3 i love you.. oh also whenever she looks sad + worries over daigo thank you for being a mom ma'am <3

Idea for a Story: um i have a lot of stuff already written for her bc im a sicko .. um ig most interesting to me is how her relationship w dojima developed & also what she was up to when dojima died and daigo went to prison right after bc i think about that period (+k1 substory) a lot.. </3 seeing what she was doing in 3 when daigo was shot would be nice iwant her to be homophobic to mine i think <3 ik a rggo event covered it but id like to see more of her when she stepped up to he acting chairman & how that went ig more in depth.. or just her general role w the dojima family back when it was relevant and uh yeah <3 

Unpopular Opinion: um i personally would never call her a milf that feels so :x idek to me gross almost not even bc im a homo or anything i just never would it feels too disrespectful aieeeeeee 🙈 also i wish people didn't care for her just as daigos mom or her being more compotent than daigo or whatever idk people are weird about them in a stupid way and i </3 ik shes just a side character but whatever.. also i hate everyone who writes her like "yes i married dojima for power and i crave violence" fuck you im the only right person ever 

Favorite Relationship: um daigo.. i have lots of thoughts they are so nice together ilove them very much <3 kiryu and kashiwagi are very cute w her too they respect her very much its sweet <3 i think nishiki and kiryu helping out w daigo as dojima members when daigo is little has very sweet potential b/t lady dojima and them not saying they outright would be seeking for a maternal figure but um.. also well kashiwagi uhh well i want her to move past her [k2] baggage and um.. um.. 🙈 boyfriend 

Headcanon: she's so bisexual shes very very bisexual and she knows it and no part of it even concerns her shes just bi + also her first major crush was on a girl that went nowhere and it embarrasses her to death <3, her dad is who introduced her to wielding a sword it was a very unorthodox introduction and came about by kind of bittersweet means but she very much enjoys it (he didnt teach her anything more than the very very shoddy basics he really just helped introduce), she comes from a very non-traditional [japanese] family, really bad vanity issues i wont publicly elaborate on, um something about dealing w loneliness, she was like daigo and was top of her class in school, she comes off as prett7 different outside of professional settings + acts a lot colder and meaner than she actually is around work people bc that's the only way she thinks she'll be taken seriously, she was a very excited first time mommy <3 she still loves daigo more than anything, she used to sporadically grow her hair out and chop it all off and grow her hair out and chop it all off growing up mostly as a teen -_-, she doesnt socialize well but shes good at parroting and imitating proper social etiquette,  she has an "older sister", she loved kiryu and then she hated him more than anything and now she likes him again, perfectionist but a lot of things come naturally to her, not very expressive but her eyes give away a lot, she used to really like kazama very fondly until she didnt, shes not much of a hand-to-hand combat fighter but she can handle self defense, cooking does not come naturally to her ):, shes kept every gift + prize daigo has gotten for her, shes not much for gifts (from people not daigo) but she likes flowers 

Akiyama

First Impression: he's funny (: 

Impression Now: he's still just funny <3 but also bisexual i love him he's very endearing and easy to like 

Favorite Moment: hanging out w haruka in rgg5 or any time he is having fun w hana <3 his one substory in rgg5 where you get more of his background is nice or when he first gets together with shinada + tanimura is funny.. anything that's not rgg6 um

Idea for a Story: i want him to hang out w haruka more <3 or just some of his day to day life.. what he splurges on when he does ummm.. background on when he and hana first met + his ex fiance, hin hanging out w the rest of the group .. anything fun i think ^_^

Unpopular Opinion: he has annoying/questionable moments but so does everyone in the series um.. akiyama/hana is superior when he crushes on her hard vs her to him idk if that's even unpopular ummm idk idek any freak stuff w him nobody talks about akiyama much 

Favorite Relationship: hana (: trans bisexuality <3 him + kiryu & haruka are sweet together, him and tanimura are fun.. i think hes a nice central point for both 4+5 protags i just enjoy him <3 hes good w people 

Headcanon: hes the least athletic i think that's canon though, tried to keep a fish tank in the office but hana ended up taking over + then getting rid of it but by then he wanted an office cat or bird or something "more interesting" so that hed feel like taking care if it but by that point she put her foot down on animals, tries out lots of misc hobbies that he eventually drops (golf, tennis(very embarrassing), gardening, etc (mostly sports bc he feels like a lazy piece of shit sometimes + gets splurges of Yeah Fitness!!!)), all kinds of math teams and etc growing up he actually really likes math, has a lot of gifts he chickened out on giving hana just kind of buried in the office, bad at video games, can't cook, he buys lots of cheap things bc he doesnt really see the point of splurging on fancy unnecessary stuff, magazine hoarder bc he just picks up whatever for a mindless read when at the store and forgets if he's gotten it before 

[lblwlw]

Hello!

First post here, but I have a long history with tumblr. Tumblr has always sort of been a place for me to escape because few of my friends ever had my URL/followed me. This time it’s a little more important.  

CW: Brief mentions of sexual occurrences with men, brief talk of depression, nothing too serious or graphic

TLDR; I’ve suppressed my gayness on accident for basically my whole life, identified as bi, married a man, realized I’m gay, am now figuring out my life.

Warning, this is a LONG post.

I have always been been fascinated with sexuality, more specifically same sex relationships. I was always interested in the idea of being in a same sex relationship but told myself, “no, that’s not me”. Eventually in middle school I played with the idea of being bisexual when I learned what that meant. I said, perfect. I can tell my internet friends I like girls, too, but I won’t have to tell anyone else and I can just worry about boys then at school and for my parents. I had a few crushes on boys, but the thought of actually dating them terrified me and so I very rarely did more than think about them a lot and just tell my friends that I was “too ugly” or whatever else, or “too awkward.” What they didn’t know was that through MySpace I met a girl and had a huge crush on her. We talked a lot and we said we were dating. I never really told anyone. That eventually fizzled out. 

Over time I got bullied a couple times because classmates found my MySpace and found that I identified as bi. I quickly learned it was something I didn’t want to talk about. I dealt with a lot of anxiety and depression throughout all of school. In high school I steadily crushed on one boy almost all four years, but looking back I think I really just enjoyed and wanted to be his friend. Or I just kind of picked him as the one I liked the most so I had a crush to be a normal girl. I dated two boys the entirety of high school, the first one I broke up with because once he finally asked me out (after I “liked him”) and we did relationship things, like kissing, I was not all about it. It didn’t feel right. I thought, maybe I just didn’t like him. Next boyfriend, I wasn’t entirely objected to kissing him but it wasn’t my favorite. It got more frustrating when he wanted to do more. I wasn’t so opposed to him touching me, but when it came to touching him I was like “this ain’t it”. I stayed with him anyway, hoping I would “get over it” until he broke up with me. I wonder now if he could tell I wasn’t into it.

There was actually a time in which I thought, maybe I should date girls? One of my friends was dating a girl, and I thought that was wonderful. I went to her to tell her that I had been thinking maybe I’d rather date girls. I totally blocked this conversation out of my head until recently.

Once I was done with high school I was discouraged but tried to date a few different guys. None of them went that fantastically. If I met them online, I usually came up with a reason we couldn’t meet. “Maybe this just won’t work” It was fun to talk and flirt but when it came down to bringing it into real life I’d panic because that meant kissing a guy again, and possibly having sex. It made me totally uncomfortable. Finally I said, “I wish I was just into girls, ugh.” Remembered that I was, and that I should try it finally. I matched with this sweet girl that was about a year younger than me. She seemed so put together and so kind. We went on a few dates, getting ramen, fancy cupcakes, riding on a trolly in the city, etc. I remember when I got to kiss her in public and I was SO pumped to be seen doing that! Another time, I believe I drove her home but we parked away from her house and made out in my car. I still remember so much of it vividly. 

Eventually I realized that if I was seriously dating her, she would want it to be known. I’d have to face my fears and tell my family. For some reason, this absolutely terrified me. It shouldn’t have but it did. I thought through my options, and decided I should just find a nice guy that will love me and spend my life with me so I don’t have to do this anymore. I did the unspeakable act of basically just ghosting her and pursued a guy from work who, realistically, kind of freaked me out. Thanks to good old compulsive heterosexuality, I read this as my attraction to him. Thankfully, he was pretty easily attracted to me. I recall early in the relationship wishing I hadn’t done that awful thing to that girl, and that I wish I was still dating a girl. Nothing was technically wrong with my relationship that I had now, but something felt off. Like I was missing something. I tucked that away somewhere in my head and enjoyed building an amazing friendship with this man. I did love him, and I still do. He’s kind, he’s sensitive, we have a lot of shared interests and he’s taught me so much intentionally and unintentionally. 

We got married last year and while I felt grateful I had this amazing person beside me, I remember a part of me wondering if this was right for me. I had this weird little empty pocket somewhere in my heart. That I had given up my young adulthood maybe, and that I could have experienced being with... a woman, for real. I thought, I wish I could have met my husband later in life, maybe. Maybe then I’d have gotten my desires for women out of the way and then been with him forever. Because I do love him, he’s a good person and deserves to be loved. I enjoyed the wedding as a big party that I got to have with my family, but I just remember wondering where that extreme excitement was that everyone always described. Was I broken?

Now over a year later, I was sitting at home one day feeling lost and depressed. I had been on TikTok and saw all these young people having fun and I wished that I had spent more time trying to have fun in the past, before I got married. I thought, I could do it now, but what if something happened and I somehow I fell for one of these girls while being with my husband? Wait... why would I even think that? I started to really analyze this thought. I thought, if I was bi like I had always identified, why could I not be happy with my husband? Well, I was, but something was missing. This thought popped into my head: Oh no. What if I am gay? 

What?! Why would I think that? That’s crazy. I would have known as a kid like everyone says. Right? That’s how that works. I chalked this up to feeling like I was missing out and tried to stop thinking about it. It was hard not to, though. And so I googled one morning while out listening to the birds, after escaping bed before my husband rose to avoid his intimacy: “lesbian married to a man”

This article came up about a woman who had been married to a man for many years and they had kids. She started to question herself, and her attraction to him. I don’t remember all of it but I remember getting really uncomfortable but also having this weird sense of calm. That finally, I felt like I identified with something. I wasn’t really sure though. I sent a message to the lady who wrote the article. She replied a week later telling me that she had a podcast called Lesbian Chronicles. I said, okay, I need to listen to this. I listened to about two episodes or so when they mentioned this thing called “The Master Doc” and the reddit sub called Late Bloomer Lesbians. I was like “Holy crap, a community??”

I logged onto reddit for the first time ever. I saw all these women posting in similar situations to me. I found “The Master Doc” and “Straight women don’t say...”

It was like a light bulb went off. Oh my god, everything makes sense! Maybe I’m NOT broken! I remembered all the women that I had crushes on. All the times I thought about women but told myself I was just “weird” and tried not to think about it. I always thought, no I can’t be gay because I wasn’t sure of it as a kid. Now I realized that women especially are fed a straight narrative. It’s “normal” to not be attracted to men the way they are to you. It’s normal to not totally enjoy sex with men... When I learned that we’ve been told this, and it isn’t really true... I wanted to cry. Now I was in the biggest “pickle” ever. I have this man who loves me, who I said vows to swearing I loved him the same forever. Did I just accept who I was and what I did and live with it? Did I break up with him? That seemed to harsh. I heard a lot of women in the same position say they spoke to a therapist. I immediately googled therapists in my area that specialized in LGBTQ+ issues, sent an email ASAP, and felt a little bit of relief. I knew this was real because after years of playing with the idea of seeing a therapist, this came so naturally when I needed help with this.

Now I am here. I feel very confident that I am gay, and my dad knows now. I tried to bring it up with my husband but it didn’t go very well. He currently thinks that maybe I’m just a sad bisexual who hasn’t been able to express her bi-ness. I am at a point a conversation needs to happen again. I told myself when my lesbian flag and pin came in the mail, I would talk to him again. It’s being delivered today. I am terrified, to say the least. It feels so wrong to “betray” this man who has dedicated to much time and work to giving us as good a life as he can. But I need to live my truth. It will come. I’m low-key excited for it. I hope maybe this helps someone going through the same thing.

-Anonymous Married Lesbian

[tessatechaitea]

Young Heroes in Love #4

If Junior hits it off with Zip-Kid, he can stop fucking mice.

I don't want to assume that Junior and Zip-Kid are going to become romantically involved just because she's got the only vagina he won't drown in. Certainly she has her own agency and wasn't specifically created so that Junior can have a romantic love interest, right? Right guys? Tell me I'm right. Please? I don't really remember Zip-Kid too well because she isn't gay and I didn't have to write a letter to DC that purported to be about her sexual identity but was in fact about me and how lonely I was. But I think she can actually adjust her size which it seems Junior can't. So why would she want to fuck Junior when she can bang Hard Drive? I bet Zip-Kid comes so hard when she's small and wraps herself around a regular sized dick. Now everybody who likes dick is probably thinking about how awesome that would be because it totally would be awesome. I'll let you think about it for a few more seconds. Okay! That's enough! Get your mind back on comic books, you disgusting perverts!

Everybody is sad because they're being drawn by a guest artist.

Hard Drive has run off crying so Superman is all, "That guy don't seem so hard." Blushing little lightning bolts, Superman clarifies, "In the British sense and not in the erotic sense." I wonder what Superman Red was doing while Superman Blue was fighting Tottenjaeger? That might sound like a stupid question to people who actually knew what was going on with electric Superman after he returned from the dead. I never read any of those comic books. I'm sure one of my friends explained it to me at the time but it must not have been interesting enough for my mind to retain it. Superman questions Hard Drive's leadership skills because Superman can't remember a single time Batman ran out of the room crying. He never even did that when Kevin Smith was writing him! But Zip-Kid appears for the first time and is all, "I'm Zip-Kid! You don't know me or my huge tits (huge for a tiny woman, that is!) but let me explain what just happened." She then provids a stupid excuse as to why Hard Drive lost his temper and ran away crying which Superman readily accepts because he's a naive and gullible idiot. Unless he's just too kind to question anybody's honesty and simply knows when a person is lying to save face on all sides. Maybe Superman is the opposite of a naive and gullible idiot. Maybe I'm the naive and gullible idiot! No, no way. My mom certainly would have yelled that at me at least once growing up if I were one. Zip-Kid heard the mummy was back and figured the Young Heroes would be back too so she thought she'd appear and try to be recruited. She's pretty hot so that means she probably automatically makes the team. Unless she still has to declare which two other members with which she'll become entangled in a romantic triangle and she'll only then be a full-fledged member. Last issue, Bonfire read a hidden message in Frostbite's ice sculpture so she confronts him about it now.

Pretty sure the filthy message was for Off-ramp and the guest artist wasn't told Frostbite shouldn't look so happy about Bonfire wanting to sit on his dick.

Hard Drive hears Bonfire's lustful words to Frostbite and once again uses his mind powers to get her to forget him. Frostbite doesn't notice and I don't know why. I think when Bonfire said she wanted to dip his icicle in her foundry, he grimaced, awkwardly adjusted his neck tie, and excused himself stage left. Junior makes a pass at Zip-Girl only to find she not only has huge tits and a gigantic zipper but also a boyfriend. A mouse, watching from under the sofa, tightens its sphincter, squeaks, and runs away. Frostbite seems upset that Bonfire suddenly wants to fuck Thunderhead again which seems weird because I'm fairly certain he's gay. I suppose I should trust the story I'm reading rather than my memory since the me that made that memory probably hadn't put as much thought into bisexuality as the me that's currently writing this. Although that probably isn't a whole lot more. Me back then probably would have been, "Is that a thing?" And me now is more like, "Oh yeah. That guy fucks chicks and guys. Cool beans." Although by 1997, I'd already been propositioned by my friend Doom Bunny's friend Michael when we were both sleeping in Doom Bunny's living room after a party. Michael climb up from the floor so we were chest to chest and leaned in close and asked, "Have you ever been with a guy?" I said, "No." And then he said, "Do you want to be?" And I said, "No-o-o-o?" Then he said, "Oh, sorry!" Then as I lay there in the dark feeling horny, I thought, "Why aren't I bisexual? I sure wouldn't mind being jerked off right now!" So I totally would have thought about bisexuality by the time I read this! At some point, Zip-Girl returns to normal size and everybody becomes annoyed with Junior because he doesn't. He then has to confide that he's incapable of changing size. It's so emasculating that I can hardly feel enjoyment in this next scan.

Va-va-va—oh, poor Junior—voom!

Junior almost quits but then he and Frostbite walk in on Thunderhead and Bonfire boning and the intense drama pulls him back into the team. Plus, you know, maybe he still has a chance with Zip-Girl. Young Heroes in Love #4 Rating: B+. The Teen Titans was never this good. How could it run for 120 or more issues and this comic book only went for 18? Oh wait. I know how. Because comic book fans are idiots who will read any comic book, no matter how shitty, as long as it has a character they love. This comic book only had new characters so it already lost a good portion of its potential audience right out of the gate. Comic books with new heroes are like going to a concert and hearing the band play songs off the new album. Nobody wants that shit! Give us Batman and Free Bird!

[lyricalsakura]

Squaffle | A BTSxHarry Potter Crossover Fic

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It was the month of spring. Soft sunlight glided through the carpet of green grass on the Hogwarts school compound. The deathly white curtain of frost had melted. The light chilly breeze was blowing, ruffling the newly bloomed flowers and permeating their sweet aroma in the air. Even whomping willow looked contented as it didn't kill any small birds that sat on its branches. The giant squid had come out of the deepest water level and was swimming languidly. It's tentacles poking out of the water.

Without worries of O.W.Ls and N.E.W.Ts it was the time of merrymaking in the school. It was time for basking in the warm new sunlight, eat delicious food and of course, enjoy a good game of Quidditch.

Loud cheers and screams could be heard from the other side of the Hogwarts building and a loud sonorous male voice commentating making the crowd laugh with funny jokes along.

One person, however, was not present at the Quidditch field.

Kim Taehyung was walking briskly through the school corridors. The classes were laid back due to the match. Still, the boy was in his school uniform. His eyes sharp, gaits strong, matte blonde hair immaculate, black cloak billowing behind him as he took steps. His destination- Ravenclaw common room.

The corridors were nearly empty except occasional ghosts roaming around or Peeves doing his mischiefs here and there. Filch and his cat passed by him giving him a glare. Taehyung glared back for a moment before resuming his walk. He gritted his teeth as another loud cheer could be heard. His best friend was playing in this match. He should have been there. He promised Jimin to support his house for this match. He huffed in annoyance as he sped up.

The spiralling staircase led to the Ravenclaw tower. After ascending the vertigo-inducing height for quite a few moments he reached the common room door. It was an old wooden door. A bronze head of an eagle with its eyes closed rested on it and a round bronze knocker under it.

Taehyung grabbed the knocker and knocked twice. The eagle opened its eyes. Looking above it let out an ear-splitting screech. Then it looked at the boy before it and spoke in human language. A question. It was the custom of the Ravenclaw house. Every time one needs to enter the common room they have to answer a question asked by the eagle. If answered correctly then the door opened and the person can enter but if failed he/she have to wait for another to answer.

"Where does Christmas come before Thanksgiving?" The eagle's voice was smooth.

Taehyung furrowed his brows, his mouth slightly opened as he thought about it. Then his widened and a smile split on his face.

"I know. In the dictionary." He answered.

"Well said." The eagle answered. Its eyes closed as the door opened. The eagle became a statue again. Taehyung hurriedly entered.

Ravenclaw common room was a treat for the sore eyes. As one of the three tallest towers of Hogwarts, the roof was extremely high. It was circular with ivory walls and the ceiling had been shaped like a dome. Blue carpet with stars and other celestial bodies on the floor that reflected in the ceiling giving it a beautiful night sky view.

Long arch windows were adorned with vintage patterned window panes. Royal blue and bronze curtains draped over them, currently opened to allow the soft spring breeze inside.

Chandeliers hung suspended in the mid-air above them. Bronze chairs and couches with blue cushions were here and there with round bronze tables. Books and parchments were strewn over them.

On one corner stood a large wall mounted bookcase stuffed with books on various subjects. A large marble statue of Rowena Ravenclaw stood on its side. A painting of Rowena Ravenclaw was attached above it with the Hogwarts Ravenclaw insignia. The ghost of Helena Ravenclaw floated here and there.

Taehyung searched for a certain someone. The common room was empty so it didn't take him long to spot the said person. On the farthest corner of the room sat on a sofa Kim Namjoon.

He also was in crisp school uniform. Laying back on the sofa he had one leg propped over another with a book in his hands.

"Hyung" Taehyung's rich baritone echoed in the empty room making the older to look at its source. His face broke into oft smile as he closed the book and stood.

"Ah, Taehyung! What brings you here?"

Taehyung quickly strode over closing their distance.

"What are you doing here? Alone?"

Namjoon quirked an eyebrow,

"Why is there any matter?"

"Are you serious?" Taehyung gave him a look, "can't you see?" He pointed towards a window. They both glanced to see the Quidditch pitch on full display. Players of two teams on their brooms zooming past this and that way. Loud cheers and screaming could be heard.

"Ah yes!" Namjoon turned away towards the younger before him.

"But it doesn't concern me. I have some assignments. I have to complete those."

"But hyung it's Quidditch!" Taehyung said exasperated.

"And I don't play it. Never did." Namjoon pointed casually.

That riled the younger up. "But your friends do! They would like to see you there! Even though it's not our house playing in it still it's Yoongi hyung's and Jimin's. Don't you think you should cheer for them?" His eyes were wide.

Namjoon took out his wand from his cloak and flicked it before him. The strewn books and parchments on the table rolled and poised in neat stacks. Then he turned to the younger. "Taehyung I can't choose to cheer for one of them they're both my friends. And if I cheer for only one then I'll just be biased."

"You don't have to cheer then. Just sit and enjoy. It's a game after all."

Namjoon shook his head. He sat back down on the sofa and opening the book he resumed reading.

Tae stood silent for a moment watching the older boy.

"Seokjin hyung will be there you know. He might want to see you."

Namjoon's hand tightened minutely on the book's spine but that didn't escape Taehyung's eyes.

"Maybe you should go and talk to him. Or are you just..." Taehyung gulped some air, "Just don't want to go."

Namjoon sat motionlessly. His face blank.

There was silence for a moment where the two just waited, with bated breath. The only thing that was heard was the ticking sound of the grandfather clock that hung on the opposite wall and occasional cheers coming from Quidditch pitch.

"Hyung" Taehyung asked in a soft voice, "Is it about him? Are you avoiding him?"

The elder turned a page, his eyes purposefully on the book.

"I saw him hyung. He is there. Commentating, as usual, laughing and making others laugh. But his eyes. They look so sad."

Namjoon visibly sighed. He missed Seokjin too. His most favourite person in school and the love of his life.

Helena Ravenclaw's serene spirit hovered nearer, relatively unbothered by the happenings but discreetly eavesdropping.

"You are sad too." Taehyung pointed out.

Yes, he was. He was more than sad. He missed him so much. They had not spoken in more than a month. The fault was his own. That was what he told himself.

"How did you even forget your anniversary? I would be angry too if I were in his place." Tae half snorted.

That actually had happened. Namjoon had forgotten their anniversary day and they had fought. Seokjin didn't forgive him. But that was just the tip of the iceberg. The situation with his boyfriend, warmth trailed down Namjoon's body as he remembered, was now a lot complicated.

The actual cause of it is Namjoon's parents. Kim Namjoon is a pureblood wizard while Kim Seokjin is muggle-born. Even though the magical Kim parents were liberal enough to let their son have muggle-born friends and found Kim Seokjin appealing enough when Namjoon came out as bisexual with Seokjin as his boyfriend that was something more than shocking to his parents.

Needless to say, they didn't approve of the relationship. Namjoon tried his hardest to make his parents understand but his pleas fell into deaf ears.

They didn't want to listen. They wanted their only son to bring a beautiful, amiable and domesticated girl home. The problem was Namjoon as a bisexual could do that but Seokjin was gay.

Seokjin was undeniably hurt, then annoyed and slowly turned bitter. Even though he wouldn't say anything before Namjoon and act his own self before friends and classmates but friends were no fool. The shimmer in his eyes had filled. Tension had started to gnaw between them.

It turned acrider when Namjoon's parents started to brag about beautiful girls of their friends who might have been a good match for their son before Seokjin.

Seokjin's heart broke slowly at every mention. Breath living in slow pants, pain numbing his heart and then his body, eyes burnt. He was lifeless. The rift had started, the cracks were showing.

Namjoon was trying. But when he left for his home on their anniversary day and didn't even leave a letter the dam had broken.

A loud squeal from the Quidditch pitch brought back both to the current situation.

"I tried to clear the situation, between us " Namjoon threw the book on the table, "But he didn't want to talk to me." He rubbed his temples. "I know he is angry. But I-" he gulped, "I needed to leave. I was needed. It was important." He sighed. " I wanted to make him understand but-"

" So you gave up? Are you scared?" Taehyung crossed his arms on his chest.

" No. No. Taehyung. I am still trying." Namjoon whispered.

"Then what are you doing here? You should be there." He pointed at the window. The vast green round stretch, green and yellow blurs flying here and there.

Namjoon glanced that way and closed his eyes. A stunningly beautiful face, plush pink lips, large shining eyes looking at him, his voice mellifluous, his jokes sometimes annoying but funny, his weird but one of a kind laugh for which he had fallen, broad and strong physic and every day bringing him extra food in breakfast.

He could perfectly imagine him entering into Great hall and looking at Ravenclaw table, his handsome face breaking into a breathtaking smile and calling out shamelessly, "Namjoon Ah, my beloved!" He ducked his face in embarrassment when the whole hall was laughing.

He opened his eyes. He could not let it go. He could never let him go. His feelings would never go away for him. Seokjin was too precious, and Namjoon was selfish enough.

"All right." Tae looked at the elder curiously. "I'm ready to go." A light cold breeze shuffled near him. Helena Ravenclaw looked at them, her thin lips slightly quirked upwards. Both boys flashed her smiles. And then they were rushing to the door, Taehyung dragging the elder behind him. Once outside the common room they ran. Namjoon's eyes shining with adoration and face alight with a hopeful smile.

[hamilsquadsrighthandman-blog]

Games or Sex?

Request: Poly Hamilsquad x Reader Smut! PS please

IT HAS BEEN DONE @onelastfic

Word count: 2425 (I let myself go okay? Hush)

TW: KINKYKINKYKINKYKINKYKINKYKINKYSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUT

Hamilton, Mulligan, Lafeyette and Laurens had been playing video games non-stop for the past 72 hours. You had tried everything in your will power to not pull the plug, because it was the final boss battle in Zelda, and you knew how hard it was to beat. Yet sitting there for 72 hours straight, (each having 1 go each once the other died) not sleeping but having small portions of food and water worried you. Cus the only time you saw them like this was when Alex was working his ass off and everyone was too worried about him to eat. After the 1st day you got lonely in bed by yourself, not surrounded by the men you loved. By the 2nd day you were practically depressed. 3rd day in, no attention. It made you needy. So here you are...4th day and your ass was pulled into some skin tight jeans and a cleavage showing shirt. You tried everything else but nothing seemed to work, this was the one stratergy you hadnt tried. Jealousy. James and Jefferson agreed to help you out, only because they were the only people who actually pissed off your group enough to get their attentions away from anything. "So thats it hu?-" Alex took a quick glance at the doorway to see you, Jefferson and Madison laughing and talking casually. The man grew curious but was pulled back into the game when Laurens died and let out a loud groan. Your laugh sounded again but it was more... Erotic? Mulligan looked over now, seeing you with the two men and Jeffersons arm slowly sliding around your waist. "Why dont you come in? The boys are too busy playing Zelda to notice you're both here," You said, loud enough so they heard, yet no one seemed to be in any interest of that. You internally groaned and led the two men to the kitchen, where you almost lost your shit. "Wow, this is fucking low" James started, "Even for Hamilton," Jefferson finished, Linking his hands with James. The sigh that left your lips was filled with sadness as tears began to cloud your vision. James pulled you into a hug as you silently sobbed into their chests, resting your head between their arms.  "I've tried everything... and not even this is working," Eventually defeat overcame you, and you just pulled yourself up onto the island counter and dragging your knees to your forehead. Jefferson quickly made a glass of water while Madison soothingly rubbed your back. Alex yelling a string of curse words sounded from the living room, and it made you feel even more shit. Not only are your lovers ignoring you for a game, but they chose the game over you when you need it the most. "How bout this," Madison started, putting an arm around your shoulders, letting you sip your water. You look up, mascara slightly running down your once pink cheeks. "We go out for the day, ignore the boys," He smiled warmly and put down your cup, allowing you to slip off the counter and onto the tilled floor. Ignore the boys? For how long? "Only for like a few days, like they have done to you," Thomas basically read your mind. "Now go get changed into some decent clothes and we can go," Jefferson flicked your boob slightly, making you giggle and shy away. "I'm going!" You laughed and began to run upstairs, that is when your eyes caught sight of the boys you love. They were there, concentrated on the game instead of loving you. Instead of arguing with the gay couple in the kitchen. Gay? Oh i meant 'Super Bisexual'.

Once you had changed into a nice, comfy (F/C) Hoodie and some blue jeggings, you got your purse and yelled a goodbye to the boys and left. Walking out into the middle of the street with James and Jefferson was weird but you liked it. Slipping in one earphone, you chose the song 'Birds' By Thomas Sander and Dodie Clark. Madison nudged you and nodded, humming the tune slightly. You smile and carry on walking towards the coffee shop.

~~~~SUPER BISEXUAL TIME SKIP A FEW DAYS~~~~

It had been more days than you can count, without the boys even speaking to you. Yet you refused to break, staying as silent as a rock. One day though... that fateful day they finally beat the game and, lone and behold, they immediately rushed to your guys room, yet saw no traces of you. "Where is she?" Herc rubs the back of his head but stops when he hears the front door open and three voices, all familiar. "You are the worst, Burr!" You laugh, hands on hips strutting towards the kitchen and laughing. Yet you stopped, staring at the controllers left on the unit. "T-They finally turned off the game for once?" You ask, eyes filling with tears. "And they.... where are they?" You ask, searching around. "Upstairs maybe?" Theodosia suggested and laughed, cooing Burr gently. "I'll leave them be... They're all probably tired by now," The boys wanted to rush down and embrace you so much but their bodies refused to. They knew you were right and immediately after you said that, the group walked into their bedroom and stripped, crashing down onto the bed.

While you, Burr and Theodosia chatted the subject of love came up. "So (Your Name)..." You looked up from your glass of wine at the woman and gave a loving smile; grabbing a biscuit off of the side. Nodding slightly you took a bite from the biscuit, wiping the crumbs off from the corners of your mouth before turning your attention back to Theodosia. "Yes, my dear Theodosia?" You answered, sipping your wine and tapping it with the ends of your nails. "How have the boys been treating you?" That made you almost choke on your drink. You put the glass down and coughed, biting your lip "Fine," you smile sweetly, trying to not be bitter about any of the gaming incident. Theo and Burr look at each other before shrugging "We should head off now," She smiled and stood up, "We should... Have a good evening (Your name)," Burr nodded and got up as well, grabbing their things. You showed them out and waved at them, closing the door. You had to keep all your will power to not sob there and then. Alex, John, Laf and Herc had stopped playing the game, yet didn't bother to let you know. Maybe you were over thinking this? Maybe... You just sighed and shrugged, walking upstairs slowly. "Jesus..." The girl pulled off her shirt, stretching and walking into the bedroom yet stopped as soon as she walked through the doorway. There, passed out on the bed, were your boyfriends. You chuckled and scoffed, looking over them with a smirk. It seemed they had been waiting but fell asleep, due to their boners poking through their jeans. An idea popped into your head and you smirked more, walking over to the bed and getting on it, sitting at the edge. "Boys?" You ask and watched at they- one by one- wake up, staring at you in all your mischief. "Hey," John said groggily with a smile but then his smile fell as he saw you. All the boys saw you and their faces dropped. While you had stripped, you remembered you wore you lingerie today, just to piss the boys off. It actually came in handy. "Like whatcha see?" You raised an eyebrow and smirked, watching Alex shoot up and try to pull you closer, yet you just grabbed his wrists and pushed him away "No touching," you chuckled "Punishment for leaving me-" Herc whined and sat up fully, pulling off his shirt as he was the most eager. "Eager, aint we?" You crawled over to Herc and sat in his lap, kissing his jaw gently and laying his down again. The boys gathered around, Alex being on your left, Laf on your right and John was behind you. "What did I-" Your punishment was completely ignored as Herc grabbed your hips and John held your wrists up, kissing your neck roughly. "H-Hey!" You cried out, Herc unhooking your bra from behind and lifting up to around your wrists, where John let go of them so he could slip it off. As soon as your bra was off, your hands sunk to Alex's and Laf's crotches, rubbing them to tease. John left a mark on your neck while Herc kissed down your chest, taking one of your nipples in his mouth. You moaned quietly, biting your lip so you dont make any noises. Laf bucked his hips, groaning while Alex undid his own pants. You were move off of Hercs lap onto the bed, the boys getting off the bed to get undressed.

You watched the boys undress, pulling off your panties and spreading your legs to get ready, shivering at the new breeze on your warm core. Laf was the first to turn and he smirked "Mon amis, it seems our dear (Your Name) has prepared," Herc had turned, his shirt in his hand and a smirk on his face "Guys?" The other two stopped their small make out session to turn to you, chuckling "Let's get to work," You were scared shitless. The first to take action was Herc, crawling over to you and tying your hands up to the bed post while Alex rummaged through the drawer. John went immediately to work on you, his hand slipping to your nipple and he attached his mouth to yours while Laf made marks all over your neck, one of his hands slowly slipping down your stomach. You made moans, pulling against your restraints. Alex hid the things behind his back and got onto the bed, handing something to Herc which looked like a mask. "This is going to get a bit kinky isnt it?" You joke, but moan louder when John kissed you again and his fingers teased you clit. Herc soon slipped on the mask and chuckled darkly "Let's go," Alex said and smirked, turning up to switch. A soft buzzing noise emitted and you raised an eyebrow, that is until Alex slipped the vibrator between your legs and pushed against your folds gently.  The scream of pleasure you let out was nothing to be joking with. The boys were teasing the fuck out of you and you loved /every/ inch of it.  "FFFFFFUCK!" You screamed again, coming close to the edge already. You bit your  lip so hard that a metallic taste filled your mouth. "Oh baby you enjoying this?" A voice whispered against the shell of your ear and the only noise you could let out was a small squeak and whimper. The more they pressed the more you was poked to the edge "Guys I-" Was all you could say before you came... and hard. The chuckle of someone was heard as you panted and your body shook, trying to come down from your high. "You ready?" Herc asked and placed his hands onto your hip once Alex took away the toy. You nodded and pulled against the restraints as hard as you can to try to touch the man touching you. Hercs tip pressed against your dripping core while the shuffling happened again. Mulligan began to push in making you let out a loud groan of pleasure. "P-Please..." you whimpered softly, leaning up and using one of your hands to undo the blindfold. It slipped around your chest and you moved around Herc, trying to tell him to move. Once he got the geusture he drew his hips back and slammed in, letting out a groan that mixed with your plea. As you looked around at the men you saw Laf was left to himself while Alex and John took care of each other yet watching the two of you. With a smirk, you called Laf over. Lafayette looked up and crawled over and as soon as he was in reach you slipped his member into your mouth, sucking and bobbing your head. "Oh.... (Your name)!" Your moans being made by Herc thrusting into you were covered up from Laf. The pleasure was immense. It was so much that it was almost /too/ much. You loved seeing your boyfriends sweaty and sex driven while they loved seeing you pinned down, begging and pleading for more. The tip of Lafs length hit the back of your throat and you sucked harder while Herc pounded into you, hands grabbing your hips to keep himself stead. Alex and John were doing their own business like Laf and Herc would do sometimes... You all had a system. You were all machines working closer to your orgasms. The coil in your stomach began to turn and tighten like you did around Herc as he angled his hips to go deeper... and Boy did he go deep. The scream you let out began to crack, and you had to pull away from Laf to let it out, however he needed more. Herc could feel the build up in his abdomen as well because his thrusts got a bit sloppier. "Fuck I'm so close..." you both said in unison. "Come on (Your name), come for me," and that is exactly what you did. The coil sprung undone and so did you, feeling the wave of pleasure hit you hard and your orgasm hit harder. You shook and sweated, panted and groaned. The two boys doing their own let out groans as they came as well. Next to come was Herc, pulling out and releasing on your stomach. The only one who didn't was Laf... who you soon rewarded with your mouth around him once again. "Mon ami... I'm so close," he threw his head back and rolled his hips. "(Your name)!" He called out your name when you ran your tongue along the slit and sucked it. The more you did that the more he fell, tumbling into his mind blowing orgasm. When he /did/ come you swallowed it and fell back onto the bed, hands being undone.

"Holy shit..." You panted and grabbed a tissue to clean yourself up while the boys got under the covers. Once you had cleaned up you joined them, snuggling in between Alex and Laurens who were between Herc and Laf "We need to do that more often!" John laughed to which Alex snored. Wow. "I agree... we should," you smiled and wrapped your arms around the small ones waist. "We should," you yawned and closed your eyes, falling deep into sleep.

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Love spells the same for the LGBTs

“And that day    I realised

she is the one! She seemed extraordinary, then more beautiful like a butterfly    lurking over the purple orchid    of love. I could not    take my eyes off her. Her smile    was contagious, hairs glossy and    light, skin soft as    feather. But then I saw her beaded eyes, asking    me enormous questions of solace.    I could clearly see her distress, her agony, that’s    when she uttered,    “Will the society accept us?”

We are not normal    for the society that has biased relationships    into genders of opposite. A girl loving a girl will    never go    down well with the society.”

This at all for this has may be a    fiction, but  isn’t untrue happened to many couples belonging to the LGBT    group. Many love stories have remained    unspoken; many shattered, while the ones    which came out of    closet were shunned by    the so-called normal people. Love    has no boundaries, no sex,

               no religion, but just feeling of trust and companionship. LGBT isn’t a new thing; history has proofs of such relationships since the evolution of modern man. Even in India there are stories of transgender and eunuchs performing for kings in royal palaces. Even their blessing used to mean a direct dialect from deity. And yet, today, they have to hide themselves in the darkness of social obligations? Nevertheless, there are a few who still manage to come out and fight for love, trying to prove that their lives are not much different than ours. Falling in love has always been tingly; butterflies in the stomach with constant smile on the face. I met a few such love birds belonging to the LGBT community.

Diksha, a student of Mass Communication in Guwahati, with a bisexual orientation, shared her whimsical love stories. Her typical middle class family lives a sober life, managing within the limits of the society. It was during her Higher Secondary that she fell in love for the

first time with a guy. She stayed in the hostel with her roommate, Jaan, who eventually became her best friend. Slowly, Diksha and her boyfriend began to drift apart due to different circumstances. While she drifted from her boyfriend, Diksha came closer to Jaan. She realized they were turning more than ‘just friends’. That was the time Diksha came out of the closet and got to know her real identity. They enjoyed each other’s company. Diksha never felt so much wanted and loved before. The type of understanding and emotional attachment they shared was impeccable and fluttering. Diksha broke up with her boyfriend and started a new journey with her roomie. Unfortunately, they couldn’t walk much further together because of the latent societal threatening and discriminations. Jaan was apprehensive that if her sexual orientation came out in public, her parents would be devastated. With teary eyes, she bid adieu to their tender first love. 

After joining a reputed institute in Guwahati for a Bachelor’s Degree in Mass Communication, Diksha spent most of her time in depression of losing her love, which she’d once thought, would last till eternity. But her new friends helped her to come out of the trauma a bit. And recently, she discovered love again in her college in a junior student, Nisha. She made her feel loved again, wanted again, adored again. They shared intense intimacy, both physical and emotional. The whole college knew about them. Nisha too was bisexual; they had a healthy relationship until they got separated due to some uncertain reasons. Diksha never hesitated to flaunt her girlfriend. Even in her college farewell speech, she flaunted about the glorious seven months of relationship with Nisha, and how the latter was the core reason that pulled her out of depression. While talking to me, she said, “Though we are not together now, she still talks to me sometimes and tells how she loved being with me.” “But I still miss my first love. If I get a chance, I’ll try my best to get Jaan back into my life”, Diksha expressed.

Adnan, a homosexual from the same college, also shared his experiences. His stories pertain to all kinds of emotions related to betrayal, jealousy, fun, sadness, and joy. He always felt being quite different from the others, being more on the feminine side, but couldn’t figure out what made the difference. During his ninth standard, when he saw his classmates getting into heterogeneous relationships and he couldn’t find any interest in a girl, his confusion reached further heights. His classmates teased him and thrashed him because of his different/feminine nature. Adding to the

woes, he got bullied and molested by one of the bullies, confining him further and traumatizing him. Molestation was all a result of his feminine body language which made perverts threaten him more. And he faced all these because he didn’t match society’s notion of a ‘boy’. Much later did he realise his orientation, and became more open about it, without allowing people to suppress him. First love happened to him during his H.S years over social media where he got rejected being tagged as ‘girly’. Many men came and went with some life- saving lessons to offer, but very few could really make it to his heart. 

The first time Adnan actually fell in love made him blush the whole day. They used to talk whole day over phone, and he’d cry and skip meals on days when they had fights. In due course, Adnan’s first love started ignoring him and eventually they had to part ways. Adnan went into depression and consulted a psychologist. Upon being asked by the doctor, he told his story to the doctor. But instead changed the ‘he’ version to ‘she’ and asked the doctor not to reveal his love story to his family. Being a highly religious middle class family, Adnan knew well that his parents won’t accept any sort of romantic love in their son’s life, not even heterosexual. But the doctor told his family about it, and surprisingly, they reacted lightly thinking he had a break up with a girl. Later in life, Adnan faced betrayal and cheating in his love-life, putting him into a state of depression once again. But this time, he wrote everything as it is to the doctor and again asked him not to reveal about it to his parents. And this time, the doctor didn’t reveal anything. Meanwhile, Adnan has made a lot of friends from his community and has come out of the box from being a timid and shy boy to an extrovert and flamboyant young man.

One common thing about Diksha and Adnan is that both of them wish to share their sexual identity with their families. They feel their guardians should know everything, and aspire to do so in future years when time comes. But, their heart still skips a beat at the thought of a rejection, or adverse reaction from their families in particular, and the society at large. Their love life is no different from others

– the same butterflies in the stomach, the same pangs of separation, and the same recuperation. 

Discrimination in the name of orientations should not be accepted in form. People have the right to live and feel the way they want. In fear of repercussions from a rather orthodox Indian society, people from this community have to live duplex lives where they have to hide or compromise their true identity and live up to the norms of social strands. They are bound to be what they are not, bound to marry whom they not are not attracted to, while living a life of misery and disguise. There had been cases of rapes, molestation and killings of LGBT members, leading to a hurricane of fear among the community, and thus keeping them enclosed within the closet. Also, the parental emotional tortures have broken many of these budding love stories to pieces. Diksha and Adnan’s love life is no different from us – the same butterflies in the stomach, the same pangs of separation, and the same recuperation. The only difference is their gender preference of partners. And that shouldn’t make much difference to us, isn’t it?

 P.S: Names have been changed on demand for privacy requested by the persons in the article.

 Words By: Jenifar Asrana Malik

[cauldronofmorning]

say if a wooly girl was interested in your fandoms and say wanted a bit of an overview of say your favourite ones or main ones and why you like them and all that, or anything would that be weird ? she just wants to get to know you even better :p

omg I love you so much

Okay so Channel Awesome, this is a company that’s terrible and there’s tons of behind the scenes shit, but four things are my special interest:

Critic: started watching in 2009, he’s canonically bi, trans and PTSD (abuse from parents and sexual abuse) in that kinda jokey but still matters kinda way, he had a character arc of him hating his job that ended in the best ending possible (To Boldly Flee) but people weren’t satisfied so he had to come back in a really shitty way, and after a while of just being mean for no reason (though there is still mean), he settled on a villain arc and ensemble cast actually being used, which is where Hyper and Devil Boner come in! Hyper is a personification of Doug’s worst fangirls and has stalked/kidnapped and possibly raped Critic, but, and I know this sounds bad, is a really good character? She’s bi, poly and has been abused like Critic even though she doesn’t realize it so she’s honestly one of the best tragic villains. And Devil Boner is an attack on toxic masculinity that developed into Everyone’s Perfect Boyfriend. They got together and it’s kinky and beautifully and evilly romantic. @platypusbunny can you add on anything I missed?

Demo Reel: oh goddess the pain. so this is the show after Critic ended and what Doug had always wanted to do, and it’s a lot more dramatic. Donnie's bisexuality is never treated as any kind of joke and again, has been abused (you’ll notice a pattern with Doug’s characters) and there’s a plot that talks about real life shit in Hollywood. Rebecca Stone is my queen who owns her sexuality after getting abused, I even like Rob as Karl and Tacoma is dry and sweet and looks lovely in a Belle dress (again no jokes!). If we ever watch it and get to The Review Must Go On, prepare for rageface because the fucker even hates itself. Doug will mention it a lot in reboot too and it’s always sad.

Nostalgia Chick: now the creator, Lindsay Ellis, doesn’t like this, which is understandable because she was brought on to be a counterpart to Critic and she’s more fond of essays than character work and CA politics are ugly, but I really love it? Chick is a mess of a character in a way that no mainstream broken birds are, there’s a Saga where her kicked assistant goes evil and is super hot, and I just love dysfunction junctions where everyone is female and gay.

Ask That Guy: the fetishizing of the gayness and all the pipe licking won’t appeal to your lesbian self, but it’s a show that combined shitposting with a monstrous character who has suffered trauma and hates himself. this also ended shittily, but he’s back in Critic as Uncle Lies!

*collapses*

[mydreamosphere]

Annabelle me Herman kicked me to the curb he was Batman I was John Doe

Jeremy a rich ghost boy tried to take over my life, but we bonded in the end

Andi Mack was pregnant with Jonah’s child but they weren’t dating and Cyrus was jealous and tried to run away but andi told him it’s okay and to finally confess to Jonah/ Stewie was dating Brian and Brian was a bum ass nigga and an apocalypse happened and Brian proposed to stewie and became a better man, well dog, dog man? Man dog ?/ I was Geralt of rivia and went to a store with vesmer, and we laughed a lot, then I turned into a woman and my husband and his alternate universe selves fought and died and I became an alcoholic and ended up with another alternate in the end/ I was a power ranger, red one, trained a new ranger, all rangers came together after years and the we sang.

A vampire werewolf hybrid boy( he was born a vamp but made into a werewolf) was my friend but my bully and crush and turned me into a werewolf too and we had to do battle at the end and I’m sad cause he had to die but I loved him but I only just realized 😪

Magic world And human one, kinda hidden but not really. / Had massive amount of drugs, was in a true blood esque enviroment.

Club, took mad pills, nick was there, caught up and went on a date. We weren’t compatible, but we Rekindled friendship, I still loved him.

Extremely vivid dreams, lucid ones, feel so real, almost can’t tell I’m dreaming. Had powers and twin, dating same boy, interrogated ninjA turtles human versions, so hot. Fought giant troll beast creatures, killed one but he was cute.

Was in love with king of Spain even tho he’s married, I was his mistress and Assassin, we we’re sharing a cigarette and flirting, then he needed help with his sons’, Avalon, murder. Alex Lilly was there for some reason, all my old friends were Assassins with me actually. We last left off going through old castle ruins, but a spider got in the way, which the king found amusing XP

We were on water and ships and this guy didn’t want this little boy to be gay, so RuPaul raised him but he has to go away, and he cane back to visit with his boyfriend and it was so emotional and happy, then he went back to land and opened a matchmaker cafe and he had powers of love.

A movie about the apocalypse, people were turning into demons and the only way to avoid them was to remain absolutely still, I mean like the slightest movement and you were dead, it was one of the scariest dreams I’ve had. I turned into one and so did my friends, but we could retain our humanity, and we fought and found a way to the heavens and started to live in peace but god was trying to kill us all./ I found a man who could fly, and he lent me the power to do it, but I ended up being a natural with it and didn’t need his power, so he tried to get rid of me but I busted out of there and flew away.

An apocalypse and we had different groups trying to all meet up. I had oral sex with Mikey. Thanos came down and was looking for gamora, we got the help of the astrals from ffxv, but it didn’t work, and then went to destroy half the world. I killed a werewolf, but he had a boyfriend, they were werewolf priests ? It was weird, but I felt terrible and buried him. Then I was a surviver mountain-y guy with a pet bear, zombies were coming so I tried to find a place inside. I was gohan and was trying to steal moonshine from the Archean from ffxv with my friends that had a crush on me ?

My mom was giant, and kissed Eb. Eb cheated on Marcus. I was a white gay married to a bisexual gay that cheated with his old ex gf, we had kids, 4, and I loved them all. I went to a party and made friends except one of them thought I liked him cause I kept accidentally falling into.

Apocalypse I was Bayek of Siwa and then he died and then I was his eagle and it was sad and sweet. Years after apocalypse things are returning to normal in a pair of twins and they’re in love and yeah it was odd and animals evolved and adapted and were dangerous.

We were doing a play in front of the classical and in the basement was a monster witch, she tried to kill us all, even children, we ended up in a castle and the royals had powers too, come to find out she stole her powers from the old king and his magician, and they were the only ones able to get rid of her. I hitch hiked after leaving my brother, fought a bear, then I was at witch school and helping the head master defeat the evil assistant. I gave him head too.

This bitch was fucking with my friends so I destroyed her shit dumb Bitch, and we had a party to go to and she had no clothes

Freaky nightmare ghost

Murders and gore, a haunted house and a rabid buster.

Monsters and werewolves. Rival and me were wolves. In the end I rewrote history to fall in love with him.

Time hopped again, everyone was happy and alive. The best time so far, everyone was alive and I was in love with Anthony(tony).

Saw amazing band, on the ceiling, climbed and crawled around the ceiling and it was amazing. Jen turned a men tried to kill me and the bad mates got really violent, I turned out to be an old girlfriend turned into a man.

Kinda of a vuugle set up but at a restaurant setting but also a daycare. I was magic and he was a vamp and he confessed his love for me.

De-mitri was mad at me, and was my pimp, I lost my virginity. Madelane moved into my house, and Jonah from Andi Mack did too, was in love with Jonah. Stole my dad medicine.

Got shoot at, turned evil and ate my mother, wasn’t my fault, ghost friend made me evil but I got fixed. Joined a team, demitri was there, and healed people of nature, mall setting, couldn’t walk again. Turned out to be a past life. Witches tried to stop me from healing. Had sex with an evil henchmen and I was the top.

Dyed hair but eyebrows got dyed too, Luis cane down and I cleaned myself out for him, gross btw, and then turned into another cute boy who lied to me. So I stole his drugs and money with my mom.

Herman and me, sleep over. Love and stuff and sadness.

Was dating Sharon but he looked like fleury, he died, so I went to a witch, so remade him from clay and his hair took a year of baking and constant streams of my love and own power.

Sea monster, demonic, kidnapped women, criminal minds girls. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Reunion, fleury and me flirted and yeah.

An old entity split into 6 people, and they kept meeting throughout history. They didn’t remember past lives, only one did at a time, and the one who did remember got taken over. Found out that it’s bad side also broke away and was trying to take over the 6 one by one. The only way to stop it was to dispel the negativity they felt.

Boyfriend was demon, loved him. Marcus had a son.

Mona demon, fought him, tried to win.

Boyfriend and Melissa, had sex with him, was too tight for penetration so I fingered him, I had to be the top. I miss him.

Friends stay at cabin, werewolf bites girl. Head werewolf was hot

Witch and powers, haunted house. Huey Dewey and Louie, I was Donald but we were all human ?

Madelane and me were friends again ?

I was getting bullied by a boy from Michigan, but then I fell for him, Jackson, then had to leave, I texted but he didn’t respond, I felt terrible but something happened to his family and he had written me letters, come to find out he was the reason I survived a tragic fall, ended up costing him his football career. We reunited in the end. Also ran into Raymond outside of ronzios. Worked at rack room, but spent a lot of time in game stop which was also a psychiatric place ? And I made friends there, karina especially, but went by rina, and was looking for Skyrim switch but bought Pokémon emerald cards instead.

Was going to classical even tho I graduated and bunked and mr bar found me and I told him off. Then I got an uber in this cool as trolley thing and fell in love with the rider alexgoober?, something Dutch like, and we did it and then he broke up with me but we were looking for each other again.

I was a drug dealer trying to avoid getting arrested. I was looking for Reid, and we found him.

Girl fights off monster bird, after trying to set it free, and then demons. Loses memory, and her amphos weapon. but is saved by mysterious power, fast forward to now she’s living with a new family in the city. Demons exist and the only thing that hurts them is amphos, a plant that contains light. There’s a church that exists dedicated to amphos, a d fighting the demons. There are hunters who have weapons that can’t meld with the amphos, and they’re are nuns that use them too and speak a language to fight the demons off. You can speak the language and you have a necklace that wards off the demons.

Buff boyfriend had sex and I love him. Ticks, cause of rain, one crawled into my thumb.

Demons and It, uncle fester but didn’t want to be called that. I was two brothers and they had a falling out after receiving superpowers cause one received better powers, and it went to his head, and the other felt left out and unimportant and unloved by his brother, and went to demon world and got back together.

I was me, and I was babysitting ravens baby, and Melissa was Chelsea, and Corey was there and victor, but Corey still looked the same, raven had a Disney thing to go to, and when she left an apocalypse type thing happened, sully was there too. I traveled to Spain I guess and was trying to learn more Spanish.

Girl, powers from a alien ai robot, meets other like her, gives some to her best friend.

Boyfriend, first date, cooked for me, lived in veazie, had a cat, six sinks, need him back.

Cameron Boyce moist, went back in time and changed things for the better. Jenny and me. Me and a girl and this gon like boy, loved each other, he could control weather, he got hurt when we were kids, and it was our fault and it changed him and he became possessive as obsessive. We had to kill him but we loved him.

Serial killer brothers, believed they were predators and everyone else was prey. Until they met me, another predator. I got to know and connect with one of the brothers and I knew if things had been different we would’ve been something. We convinced them to have a shoot out, and I won, I shoot him in the throat, but I felt bad, and he seemed so heart broken that I killed him. I held him while he bleed to death in my arms.

Madelane back in life a bit, dating a boy, in love, was Luis at first then it wasn’t m then dating luis gets involved and boy stays instead of leaving for school.

Older robin, killed people, protected best friend Isabel, killed her abusive bf. Then younger robin, flashback to how he became robin and met Isabel at smart school and wanted to date a cute nerd boy.

Are you afraid of the dark/goosebumps. Kids set of nuclear bomb, had powers, before that, main girl (wind/air powers), was dating boy (flame powers), but he was angry, third girl was younger (powers of light and flight). Horror characters like Chucky/slappy tried to kill original victims, plus the new kids. They defeated them and helped past victims. I ended up dating angry boy instead.

Melissa and me in Japan kids, someone has to stay behind in the past She does, her ring breaks like it did before and she finally realizes why, this time our friend stays behind with the ring

Toys could come alive, and wanted freedom to be, but mainly they just wanted to be with loving kids. We fought, and I killed a few. After understanding them, and realizing they just wanted to be loved, I befriended them, and reunited with mine. After everything was said and done, my old friend turned bully, who was trying to help the toys in their rebellion rekindled with me, for some reason he ended up being homeless and moved in with me and family, we fought once more and kissed and lived in love with my toys and each other. My toys lived in the basement floorboards, like the borrowers, and every night and morning I’d knock on them to let them know I still loved them.