#val is a bisexual disaster

[bloggerspam]

"You can fix your own god damn bike, what happened to feminism?"

Jay's voice grumbles from deeper into the garage. Val tilts her head, wondering who her boss is talking to at such a late time. It sounds like someone came to visit whilst Val was changing to go back home. It couldn't be Danny—Jay's voice always goes soft and low-like, Val's gagged about it enough times to tell.

"Okay first of all, I'm not asking you to fix my bike because you're a man." A feminine voice responds, the snark of it palpable and dripping, "Second of all, just because I can doesn't mean I want to."

Val snorts, reminded of Tucker and how he always gets her or Danny to fix up his old relic of a truck. She tucks away her coverall into the laundry basket and makes sure all her stuff is in the right place.

"So you decide to foist your problems onto me?" Jay snarks back, but she can hear the clatter of tools and a wrench somewhere, so he's not fooling anyone. Val decides to step in and make her presence known, considering it seems rude to continue to eavesdrop.

"Duh. It's like, literally your job. Plus, I'm too cute to do my own car work." Val picks her way through the cars left overnight to go deeper into what they lovingly call the Cavern to see her boss leaning into the open hood of a Mr. H's old Mustang, sitting on the hood of Mrs. Saldeno's Honda Civic is a girl.

A very pretty girl. Who has the snickering smile of a fox with its paw on a well caught mouse, blonde hair tied up in a high ponytail that falls in rivulets over her shoulder like a particularly shiny waterfall. It only serves to highlight her pale skin, the delicate nape of her. She's wearing an oversized off the shoulder purple cable knit sweater, sweater paws prime and prominent.

The thick black leggings with yellow accents riding the side of her toned thighs showcase her long long legs, and suddenly Val is very aware just how bisexual she really is.

"Yeah, and are you gonna pay me?" Jay scoffs, jabbing a wrench at possibly the prettiest girl Val's ever seen in her entire life. Even when she smirks, she's god damn pretty.

"Not on your life." The prettiest girl whose eyes suddenly shoot to her, smirk going soft and welcoming and fuck. Val's only a girl. She coughs, gets her most apologetic smile on.

"Hey, bossman. Uh. Sorry to interrupt. Just didn't wanna…" Val trails off, unsure how to say eavesdrop without actually saying it.

Jay waves her off, but before he can say anything the blonde girl interrupts him with a voice like velvet, "And who is this lovely lady?"

Val feels her face heat when the other girl looks her up and down, lingering on certain places she can't really tell. She realizes then that she must look like a right mess, with her hastily pulled over burnt orange hoodie, braids free and swinging all over the place. Even her baggy jeans with more rips than actual fabric—something she's gonna hate on the ride home—probably paint a messy picture.

"Hey, I'm Val. One of the mechanics here." Val musters up a smile, trying to calm her racing heart.

"I'm Steph. This one's sort of sister." Steph jabs a thumb towards Jay before adjusting herself and drawing Val's eyes down to where she uncrosses and recrosses her, and she cannot stress this enough, long legs. Val immediately makes herself bring her gaze back up, watching as the other girl gets a glint to her eye as she brings up a hand to tap delicately on the apple of her right cheek. "And that probably explains it. You got a little…"

Val jolts, mortified. She grabs the hem of her hoodie to wipe at her cheek, trying to get the heat of it to die down. In her haste she pulls up her tanktop too, but she focuses on the task at hand, endlessly thankful her dark skin doesn't show her blushing. What must Steph think, with Val looking like she just rolled around in a puddle of oil and grease?

"Thanks." Val mumbles, wondering when she can make time to visit the cliffs off the edge of Gotham, and how quickly she can yeet herself off them.

Steph hums, and the silence is almost unbearable. When Val is reasonably sure she's gotten everything she smooths out her hoodie and the tank top underneath, but the blush doesn't die down. The other girl keeps looking and not saying anything. Are there more grease stains? There's no mirror, and there's no way Val will ever get them all off—she's a grease monkey, they're like freckles. She scratches the back of her neck and tries to breathe slowly under the other girl's scrutiny.

"Danny picking you up today too?" Jay asks, rolling his eyes at Steph for some reason.

Who does he think he's kidding? She can see how he sort of leans over to check himself if Danny has already arrived to pick her up yet. She feels a smirk threatening to creep onto her face, infinitely pleased.

Danny's picked her up twice by now, today being the third, and both times Val's drawn it out. Though, it was hardly necessary with the way both of them seemed to find each other just fine, Danny arriving early or Jay conveniently taking a break right as Val's about to get off shift.

Steph peers at Jay, pretty manicured brows scrunching up cutely in confusion before the blonde's gaze turns sharply to her. Val wants to immediately run away from her lesbian cowardice, but pretty girls will not distract Val from the real goal here.

"Yep." Val says, popping the p and giving up on holding back her smirk. She crosses her arms and pops her hip. "Why? Wanna say hi?"

Jay slants her a look, before shrugging. "Maybe."

That answer pleases Val to no end, and she decides that that kind of behavior should be rewarded. "He might wanna say hi too."

Jay's nose gets red, cheeks a little blotchy, as a pleased smile escaping out before Steph leans over to see, causing him to go back to neutral.

Steph squeals, a cute little thing, "Are you smiling? About a boy??"

Jay's face gets even redder, if that's possible, and Val can't help but guffaw. Sort of sister indeed.

Only, that seems to catch Steph's attention, and now suddenly Val feels like prey. Steph smoothly slides off the hood, striding towards Val and getting all up in her space. Val isn't complaining, but there's only so much pretty she can take. Paulina and Star, at least, had the decency to be straight and taken. Steph is an anomaly, and that's probably why even though Val is stockier and thicker than the other girl is, she's compelled to take three steps back each time Steph closes in on her.

Eventually, she bumps into a worktable with the other girl inches away, looming over her. Val can't remember what she had for lunch. Was there garlic in it? Oh Gods.

Naturally, Val just. Stops breathing entirely. Can't have stinky breath if there's no breathing. Genius.

"Tell me everything." Steph demands with a wild smile and a glint to her eyes.

"What?" Val manages, turning away so she's not breathing out possible garlic breath.

"About this Danny guy, he's here to pick you up right? If he can make Jason smile like that—"

"Steph, lay off my employee." Jay interrupts, lifting the blonde by the scruff of her sweater, revealing a little peek of skin as it rides up. Val immediately slips out to get some space.

To breathe, to think, to be less fucking gay.

Only one of those things is successful, and she tries to take deep breaths as subtly as possible as the pseudo siblings begin to bicker and tussle with each other.

Thankfully, a familiar low rumble echoes through the garage, Val straightening up and swiftly walking towards the entrance.

"You're late!" She doesn't go far, even if she wants to run away to lick her wounds so she doesn't lick someone else, because the whole point of Danny picking her up is so Jay can see him. She's only got one more shift before the week is over, and whilst there's no deadline, picking up Val from work is the only way they've agreed on getting Jay and Danny to meet naturally.

"Blame Gotham!" Danny yells back, helmet hooked into his fingers and unbuttoning some of his motorcycle jacket. He paints a pretty picture, and it makes Val inordinately mad about it.

She crosses her arms and lifts an eyebrow. "What did Gotham do now?"

"Make me glad these ain't my monkeys." Danny answers, smiling that rakish smile he does when he's exploiting a loophole.

Val looks at him, noticing the subtle tension that's laced through his deceptively relaxed posture. Must have been another rogue, must have triggered some of that pesky misguided responsibility he drags around with him.

"Glad this ain't my circus, for sure." Val finally settles on, striding over to place a heavy hand on Danny's shoulder.

His grin gets a little softer then, thankful. "But you live here now Val! And you're a clown so—"

Val punches that same shoulder she was just comforting with a heft she knows Danny can tank. Doesn't mean she isn't pissed when he doesn't even bother to pretend to flinch, only grabs at his own shoulder dramatically and swaying back.

"Hey now, careful with the merchandise!" Danny faux-whines, ducking under her next swing and looping an arm around her waist to lift her over his shoulder and clamp down on her legs, "Someone call Red Hood! Or Nightwing��Spoiler, Blackbat—anybody!"

There's a noise behind them, a sort of squeak and a scoff, but Val ignores it to tip forward and punch Danny in the back so that she flip over him when he lets her go with an oof!

"Yeah, yeah, vigilantes everywhere!" Val grumbles, landing neatly and kicking out a leg to sweep under Danny, "Back in my day, we had to deal with things on our own."

Danny jumps over her leg almost daintily, but Val pushes up to grab around his waist and suplex him before he can twist around to face her. Danny swings his legs up with a speed that definitely isn't human to off balance her, his hands bracing against the ground as he mirrors her flip to get himself right side up again.

"Do you think," Danny wonders idly, as if he isn't ducking under her kick and grabbing her foot to swing her towards the wall, "that with so many vigi's around, they get into fights with each other?"

"They must," Val pants out, damn Danny and his stupid halfa stamina, twisting to brace herself against the wall she's been flung at and sliding to crouch on top of the table there, "I mean, there were only two of em in Amity and they fought like cats and dogs." Val grins sharp, kicking off and diving towards Danny. She ends up headbutting him in the gut, and they go tumbling down.

"And I wonder whose fault that is." Danny mumbles with punched out breath. Val's got hair in her mouth so she rolls up and stomps on Danny's shoulder to waylay him for a couple seconds as she puts her hair up and out of the way.

"Phantom's, obviously." Val jumps back from Danny's high kick from the ground, watching him as he turns it into a roll so he can stand back up, "It's his fault Huntress got in the game in the first place."

"That wasn't even his fault! It was Cujo's!" Danny protests, and even if it's true Cujo is definitely Danny's dog, "And he didn't even mean it." It's an age old argument.

"Potayto, Potahto." Val mutters, spinning to avoid Danny's reaching arm. She grabs his jacket to try and swing him away from the cars parked in garage, but Danny's doing the same so they over-correct. His jacket, though in tact, somehow gets torn half-off him, and he flings the thing off when he manages to find his footing.

"You can't potayto potahto, that's like saying both alive and dead!" Danny snarks, lunging for her again.

Val, who had groaned at the stupid inside joke, wasn't prepared and they go tumbling down again. They roll around like that, Danny's shirt somehow getting torn and showing a lot of skin.

"Do you think we should stop them?" Jay's voice filters in, as Val from kicks Danny in the side.

"Do you think they'd let us?" Steph's voice is like ice water, and Val finally realizes that Danny has frozen on top of her, probably at the sound of Jay's voice.

There's a beat of silence where Val lays there, panting, with Danny on his knees just above her, only slightly out of breath. Bastard. Val stares resolutely up at the ceiling, trying to temper the mortification. Danny and Val are usually always like this, but it's the first time it's happened in Gotham, around people who weren't used to it.

Danny, of course, recovers first.

"Sorry." Danny's voice draws her gaze to the hand being offered to her and she sheepishly takes the help to avoid looking at her boss for just a few more seconds, "Val and I uh. This is how we bond."

"Sorry, bossman." Val finally musters up the energy to look at her boss only to see that he's not looking at her at all.

He's looking at Danny, all of him, up and down and licking his lips. A glance at Danny shows her old friend looking alarmingly red and shy as he adjusts his torn shirt to cover up as much as he can. Val tries to feel bad about it, but really, it's not that bad.

She reaches over to tug a little forcefully, and voila! It's now a sightly long and ragged crop top. Convenient.

"Don't worry about it." Jay finally says, after Steph elbows him in the side, "It was a good show."

Gods, Val hopes Jay is a bad bitch who gets what he wants. Clockwork knows Danny won't ever make the first move, so Jay's gotta be the one to do it. Sooner, rather than later, for the love of all that is good in the world, please.

There's a loaded moment where Val really thinks Jay might be ballsy enough to ask Danny out right then and there, but in tune with the theme of the day Steph surprises her.

"It really was." The other girl purrs, looking impressed, "Tempted to spar with you myself." She looks at Val like she wants to pounce, pick her apart.

Part of Val puffs up at that, pleased to be impressive, and the other part wants to possibly let Steph pick a fight, if only to get the other girl's hands all over her. Steph probably packs quite the punch—Val sees the muscles she's packing in those long legs of hers. Won't stop Val from imagining though.

The universe must either really like Val, or hate her, because at that moment her phone starts ringing obnoxiously loud like a klaxon to break her out of her dirty thoughts. She and Danny share a look of sheer horror.

"Sam." The both intone, as if imminent doom is upon them. Sam never calls. She usually makes Tucker do it, unless she's mad.

"Sorry for everything," Val rushes out as Danny lunges towards his jacket, "But our friends are waiting seeyoulaterbye!"

"Wait—" Jay starts to say, but they don't, blinded by past incidents of being late and Sam's subsequent revenges.

It isn't until they're halfway back to the hotel that Val internally groans.

Sam would have forgiven them for being late if Danny got a date—she might not forgive Val for possibly ruining his chances, even a little bit.

She can't even make Danny take the brunt of Sam's ire for being slow about getting laid because he's not in on the plan.

Gods damn it all.

Mechanic!Val AU, but make it gay and sapphic.

ya'll can thank the HH discord for this one. Specifically the menace known as @clockwayswrites (and @impyssadobsessions for the art that inspired the damn thing)

Dead on Main and with some future Val/Steph >)

also @belfry-ghost did a doodle for this AU and everyone should go love on his art. Val's so unf.

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Val’s pretty sure her new boss Jay is actually a crime lord.

She’s pretty sure he’s The Crime Lord, actually. She’s like, 98% sure she works for Red Hood now, and she’s low key mad about it. She squints at the man now, with his white streak and almost imperceptible green sheen to his eyes. 

The problem is that Val did perceive it. Because she used to date a guy whose baby blue eyes changed ever so slightly in the same way. Thinking about Danny makes her even madder.

To be clear, she’s not mad about Red Hood himself. 

She’s just mad that, of all the mechanic shops in all of Crime Alley, she just had to work for her ex-boyfriend’s third place Hall Pass pick. It also makes her miss her friends way more, and Val is hardly what one would call a well-adjusted woman, so she’s mad about it.

She huffs as she lifts the hood of the second car she’s working on today. Being a mechanic wasn’t really on the docket for Val’s life goals, nor was being in Gotham, but she got a full ticket ride on Wayne Foundation scholarships, and honestly? 

Gotham is Amity Park Lite: Gargoyles and Furries Edition. 

Between a full ride to Gotham U and being stuck at Elmerton Community College? The choice was easy. 

So here she is, working for the resident Crime Lord in his civvies. 

Jay pays good, teaches her what she needs to know, and bonus: he sometimes helps with her English Literature class. He’s flexible on hours, and she’s even got rudimentary insurance. 

All in All?  It could be worse—she could still be working for Vlad, after all. 

It's the little things.

[gabrielsbubblegumbitch]

I just scrolled through tumblr and saw the photo Valentino kept of himself and Vox on his desk in a higher definition and Vox antennas were both straight (!).

Did one antenna just got that zick-zack form because he realised he is a bisexual disaster? Did something serious happend to it, like your headcanon post of Vals antenna? Or did Vox bent it himself out of frustration, to get a better signal or who knows what... but what is your take on it?

I mean their both antennas were intact on that photo so I assume that whatever happened to Val (Alastor), happened to Vox. Seriously, in cartoons there are no coincidences, damaged antennaes on the same side is like matching scars.

[wanderingaldecaldo]

Auld Lang Syne

Some sentimental thoughts after the cut.

Two months ago I thought Rosalind Myers would be "just" a one night stand during Val's journey to find a cure; instead they celebrated the holidays together (1, 2). Rosalind reignited my passion for the game, and made me truly understand superlatives like "screaming crying throwing up" and wanting to eat glass.

I'll forever love Mitch. He helped pull me from the worst depression of my life, led me to Discord and Tumblr, and ultimately people who have become dear friends. My love for him prompted me to write a novel-length drama/romance smut about guilt and loss when I hadn't written in years. No one can ever supplant him or the place he holds in my heart.

All that said... Rosalind upended my world. She rewired my brain, I don't know how else to put it. Perhaps she's the result of a lifetime of latent lesbian attraction, perhaps it's being closer to that age myself and seeing such representation. She offers something that Mitch never can — a reflection of a woman of a "certain age". More shocking to me that I'm exploring a ship with someone other than Mitch is the subject herself. Ros is quite the opposite of Mitch, in nearly every way, but that allows me to explore different sides of Val through her.

2024 will be filled with Val & Ros, but that doesn't mean the end for Mitch & Val. Val's canon is still The Star ending, riding off into the sunset with Mitch and the Aldecaldos, plus there's the NOGLY sequel in the simmering stage; plus corpo Val's story is still being written. They'll still be around, just off doing their own thing in the corners of my subconscious, waiting for me to get back to their stories.

If you made it this far, thank you. If you've been a supporter of Mitch & Val, you have my undying love. If you've just joined for my brainrot-induced meltdown, welcome and I hope you enjoy my disaster bisexual. Whatever the case may be, thank you from the bottom of my heart.

May 2024 be filled with light and love for all of us.

[xavathun]

here’s some assorted screenshots for all my lil guys <3333

hiii pls reblog this with a couple random screencaps of your guardian (possibly from a cutscene), i wanna make some young wolf themed textposts but i don't feel like only using my character

[lgbtqreads]

any suggestions for queer books for a junior high school library? there's a book order coming up in december and i noticed my school is severely lacking in queer books so i need some ones to request. in particular, we're really lacking in books with transgender and/or bisexual main characters. (also, i'm in the south so books that have been targeted by bans may not be available here)

Absolutely yes. The ban-targeting is definitely a challenge (my Cool for the Summer is actually a great fit for this but may be an issue for that reason), but let’s see what we can do!

For trans main characters I think are a good fit for that age, try Cemetery Boys by Aiden Thomas, Zenobia July by Lisa Bunker, the graphic novel Cheer Up! by Crystal Frasier, Val Wise, and Oscar O. Jupiter, the upcoming graphic novel Girlmode by Magdalene Visaggio and Paulina Ganucheau (upcoming as in 3 weeks from now, so it’ll be out by December), Mask of Shadows by Linsey Miller (genderfluid MC), The Heartbreak Bakery by AR Capetta (agender MC, transmasc LI), The Passing Playbook by Isaac Fitzsimons, Spell Bound by FT Lukens (nonbinary MC), Most Ardently by Gabe Cole Novoa, I Wish You All the Best by Mason Deaver (nonbinary MC), Self Made Boys by Anna-Marie McLemore, and The Borrow a Boyfriend Club by Page Powars. (Those are all YA except Zenobia July, but I felt like that one might work for older tween readers in a way other titles might not, just because the MC’s a hacker, which is cool.)

For bi main characters, some of the above also fit (I Wish You All the Best and The Borrow a Boyfriend Club come to mind immediately), and also try Cool for the Summer, Some Girls Do by Jennifer Dugan, You Should See Me in a Crown by Leah Johnson, Wish You Weren’t Here by Erin Baldwin, Running With Lions by Julian Winters, Leah on the Offbeat by Becky Albertalli (Imogen is newer and great but not sure if college visits are as interesting to junior high students?), Perfect on Paper by Sophie Gonzales, Hani & Ishu’s Guide to Fake Dating by Adiba Jaigirdar, I’ll Be the One by Lyla Lee, The Disasters by MK England, the Emry Merlin series by Robyn Schneider, The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue by Mackenzi Lee, and They Both Die at the End by Adam Silvera.

[kazamajun]

I did that tier list thing here's bisexual disaster val edition

[queerxreader]

Would it be ok to request a Loki fic that's an AU where they don't have powers and where they are exploring their genderqueer/fluid/nonbinary identity? Like it's still new and they have to use Halloween as an excuse to "dress girly". Also Thor is an amazing supportive big bro and would be just a protective teddy bear.

Genderfluid Loki (They/Them)

Val-Hallow’s Eve

NO POWERS AU

Featured/Warnings: Loki uses They/Them pronouns. Genderfluid Goth Loki. Exploration of gender expression. Implied Bisexual Thor. Off-hand mention of alcohol consumption. Adoptive Supportive Siblings.

Loki had always adored Halloween, it was their favorite. It was the night of the year people could be anyone they wanted to be: whether it be someone else or their true selves. Loki knew if they had the ability, they would transform themself into anyone they pleased. Loki wished they could just wave their hand and go back and forth between whichever identity they felt was right. Loki imagined all the ways they could use such an ability, the pranks would be so grand.

Loki had known who they were for a while, however they had never had the chance to express themself in public. Loki had practiced makeup and cultivating outfits at home, though they were always concerned about the ridicule. Loki knew Thor would be by their side and would knock some sense into anyone who dared to criticize his brother, though Loki didn’t like depending on him.

The most Loki could usually manage in public was fixing their hair, painting their nails, and maybe on a good day some light messy eyeshadow. Though Loki always wanted to do more. Halloween was just the right night to do so. Loki got up early that morning so they could begin the dolling up process. It had been hours since Loki had started, and they were almost to the finishing touches. Thor had just awoken from his deep slumber, long blonde hair tangled and messy. He stumbled against the bathroom doorway, if he didn’t know it was Halloween he would’ve almost mistaken Loki for some stranger in their house, “you look quite different”

“It’s a good different right,”

“Absolutely.”

“You’re almost done right?”

“Yes, just on the finishing touches”

“Good I have to start getting ready soon,”

“You’re still doing that glam metal look right?”

“Well of course!”

“Well you don’t have to do much for your hair— it’s already teased to the Gods!”

“Here I was going to ask you for your expertise, but since you’re going to be so asinine, I’ll get ready myself.”

“No! You’re not going anywhere with me looking like a disaster!”

“That’s the spirit!”

After Loki finished their makeup, and assisting Thor getting into his costume, they hit the town. Loki was dressed in a long black gown, a slit up the left leg showing elegantly torn fishnet tights. They had adorned a laced up corset, Loki decided to take their lucky twin daggers with them; one stuck down in their left leg’s garterbelt, the other wedged into the front of the corset. Loki’s ravenous wavy hair was delicately teased. Loki adorned several elaborate pieces of golden jewelry, including a horned crown with intricate chains and jewels cascading down the sides of their face and hair.

Thor however adorned red leather pants, a thick black studded belt with studded wrist cuffs to match, a belt slung across his bare chest.

They spend the whole night bar hopping. Loki getting hit on by multiple types of people, men, women, and anyone in between absolutely were enthralled with their beauty that night. People often got switched up what they thought Loki identified as, but regardless they loved sparking confusion and curiosity into others. It was like a personal mischievous ruse aimed solely at the gender roles of society.

Loki even got the honor to dance with a few fellow queer people at the various bars they went to. Both him and Thor were the objects of desire and flirtation of several of the bars’ other patrons. Loki enjoyed being able to share a spotlight with their brother rather than fighting for it, though typically with Thor it wasn’t intentional it just happened. Loki felt like they should be equals, however when Loki won the costume contest twice at two of the local bars, they couldn’t help but feel a little superior and carry themself with regency the rest of the night.

While walking the sidewalks on the way to another bar, Thor strikes up a conversation, “You seem to be having a great time. I’m glad you joined me tonight!”

Loki was grateful they were invited, despite their often reclusive tendencies, Loki did enjoy going out and being around others. Especially if it was garnering their attention. Though due to their uncertainty with their gender expression, it left them feeling awkward to even be in public. Thor always invited Loki, however. Loki was always worried Thor would stop inviting them due to the amount of times they’ve declined or rainchecked. It may be the alcohol in their system buzzing honesty through their veins when they respond.

“Oh fully, I didn’t expect people to be so accepting.. Though it may just be tonight.”

“Is tonight the only night you want to dress like this?”

“I think I should do this more often, I feel more .. like myself.”

Thor wraps his arm around his sibling’s shoulders, “I’m glad to hear that, do you think you’d dress like this every day of your life?”

“I don’t know, I can't see into the future. I’m not a witch.”

“Oh? Then why are you dressed like one?”

They both laugh for a moment, but then Loki sigh happily, “I do enjoy looking like a shapeshifting androgynous witch.”

“It’s quite fitting for you, I think you should do what feels right to you, to Hel with what the world thinks!”

“Thank you, brother”

To be appreciated by their sibling, meant beyond worlds to them. To know in the battle of life they would fight alongside one another despite their past trials and tribulations, fueled their confidence to continue on the stroll of the rainbow bridge of self acceptance.

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

how is there still half an hour left of this movie

[bottomvalerius]

tbh the reason why Damien looks so much like Val other than drama reasons is because I HC Valerius’s paternal side having pretty strong genes, and I really want both him and Damien to be cursed with the “oh you look so much like your father!!” generational curse lmfao

[microcroft]

well? honestly if the girl shooting arrows with clint in the endgame trailer is actually kate bishop i am not gonna get my hopes up that mcu will do katie kate the justice she deserves, as they dont do clint justice but you know i hope she will at the very least call clint a bitch and steal his dog like at the very fucking least.

its what she deserves.

[lucifer-is-a-bag-of-dicks]

Double or nothing Danny changed his password from "PaulinaFenton" to "ValerieFenton"

this is big brain thinking

but let's get galaxy brained with Danny using Sam, Val, Paulina and Tucker's names at the same time on different accounts and devices because he is a bisexual disaster

[kellyhannonkapoor]

queer office headcanons because why not

michael: bi, demisexual

dwight: pansexual trans man

pam: bisexual demigirl, uses she/they pronouns

jim: pansexual 

ryan: genderfluid

kelly: bisexual

oscar: gay (obviously)

andy: bisexual and genderfluid

stanley: demisexual biromantic

kevin: unlabeled

phyllis: demigirl, uses she/her pronouns

darryl: bisexual and nonbinary, uses he/they pronouns

angela: catgender, uses kit/kits pronouns

meredith: pansexual and polyamorous 

erin: asexual lesbian

gabe: gay trans man

mose: asexual and aromantic

toby: gay 

jan: disaster bi

nelly: lesbian

holly: bisexual

val: nonbinary, uses they/them pronouns

nate: nonbinary, uses xe/xir pronouns

robert california: unlabeled

creed: pansexual and genderfluid, ok with any pronouns

david wallace: gay

pete: gay trans man

dwight jr: asexual and aromantic

hank: bisexual

karen: pansexual

bob vance of vance refrigeration: bisexual

todd: the token straight

[samsplosion]

i have a drow guy now his name is Val and he has a giant friend he loves and he’s a disaster bisexual who ruined his own life by being too bisexual

[wanderingaldecaldo]

The Information

Local disaster bisexual a total badass until she sees super cute techie lesbian and forgets how to smile like a normal person.

Val is wearing clothing replacers & recolors by meluminary. Some are now available via ArchiveXL.

A couple more with plain lighting. Love the side-eye from Evelyn; so not surprised by V's reaction. Also, local disaster bisexual smiles weirdly at you like this, wyd?

[booksforthegays]

“The Deathsniffer's Assistant” by Kate McIntyre 

Description: After losing his parents in the Floating Castle Incident, the sensitive and mannered Chris Buckley has spent six years raising his magically talented little sister, Rosemary. They have been living on the savings that his once-wealthy family left behind. That money is drying up, and Chris finds himself with no choice but to seek out work in Darrington City as it spirals into a depression. The only employer willing to consider his empty résumé is O. Faraday, the manic Deathsniffer. Faraday's special magical gift is a heightened intuition which is invaluable in hunting down murderers. When a Duchess calls on Olivia to solve the mystery of her dead husband, Chris finds himself tangled in Faraday’s daily life and unable to extract himself from the macabre questions of the investigation. His involvement grows more complicated as political forces close around Rosemary. They only see her as a tool that can be used to end the depression at the cost of her freedom—or even her life. Chris must juggle the question of who killed Viktor val Daren with the responsibility of keeping Rosemary and her magic safe from those who would use her up and toss her aside. Worst of all, he begins to learn that the national disaster that took his parents’ lives may not have been the accident it seemed.

Representation: One of the main characters, Chris, is bisexual and has a romance with a man (although this does not come up till book 2).

Genre: Fantasy, Steampunk Length: 424 TW(s): Unknown

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Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Rhaenys Targaryen (Daughter of Elia)/Val, Jon Snow/Val, Jon Snow & Rhaenys Targaryen (Daughter of Elia) Characters: Rhaenys Targaryen (Daughter of Elia), Val (ASoIaF), Jon Snow, Samwell Tarly, Satin Flowers, Elia Martell, Aegon Targaryen (Son of Elia), Gilly (ASoIaF) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Fluff and Angst, Rare Pairings, Families of Choice, POV Lesbian Character, Queer Themes, Female Character of Color, Bisexual Jon Snow, Minor Gilly/Samwell Tarly, Minor Satin/Jon Snow, Siblings, Pining, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, disaster lesbian rhaenys, Everyone Is Gay, Summer Is For Dorne, #SRA, tw: mentions of homophobic parents, (offscreen) - Freeform, Recreational Drug Use Series: Part 3 of The Sun's Dragons Event, Part 4 of Summer Is For Dorne 2021 Summary:

Rhaenys runs away, finds herself, and falls in love with her brother's girlfriend.

(For The Sun's Dragons Week, Day Three - Modern AU)