#your teen is gay because mommy and daddy loved each other so much they made a baby

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since its Pride Month I have to make the obligatory point that I didn't see a 'homosexual' rainbow until I was in highschool.

and my lore is as follows - I was a fruity lil rebel from dawn till dusk. I didn't know about asexual or homos or any of the spectrum of the flags until my early 20s. I wasn't blessed by a drag queen with the powers of queer. I didn't have a traumatic experience with some lesbian. Freudian theory doesn't have my number and we don't have long conversation in the study about desire or childhood insecurities or longing.

I'm queer and the only people that have a problem with this are the ones that have to look my way but have a bundle of insecurities they can't address internally. They are also uptight about having conversations with their children because they didn't develop past high school emotional mentality.

I don't have a problem with straight couples hauling their crouch goblins around - everyone knows you probably banged to fill your clown van with your brood. So don't have an issue with a complicated gender of ambiguity buying eggs at the store - we are capable of coexisting. Its just pastels and primary colors in a sequence trigger some people, and if that's the case you should probably reevaluate your priorities.

Pride month exists because the people who existed to make it happen, have been beaten, scorned, restricted from jobs, and had otherwise difficult and dangerous lives to make it happen. When someone gets hella angry at a straight person for existing, it's usually a personal issue or conflict.

When a person wearing a rainbow is targeted for hate and assault, its typically a surface level resentment dealing with something so shallow as their existence. And hate for colors and pastels and primaries persists to this day, driven by nothing but discomfort and the myth that "rainbows will turn my precious chosen first born main character baby into a gay".

No karen. Your kids gonna be gay regardless if rainbows and love existed. You either cope and love your child, or you turn into a praying mantis and eat your offspring due to stress. Dont be a praying mantis, be a functional adult who is now a parent. Civilization will appreciate your love, support, and guiding your kids through the struggles they face because people are going to hate them. Hate shouldn't fester in their home life too.

[avengerscompound]

Undercover - Chapter 9

Undercover: A Winterhawk Fanfic

Series Masterlist Previous //

Buy me a ☕ Character Pairing:  Bucky Barnes x Clint Barton x  F!Reader

Word Count:  1617

Rating:  E

Square filled:   @star-spangled-bingo - Coming Out Fic

Warnings: Sex talk

Synopsis:  You go on an undercover mission with your boyfriend Bucky and Clint Barton.  When you and Clint have to pretend you’re in a relationship feelings become confused.

Chapter 9

Bucky walked nervously down the hall, flanked on both sides by you and Clint.  He was on his way to Steve’s office.  He’d decided he needed to tell his best friend about his sexuality before the three of you went and outed your whole relationship to the group.  Steve had known him since he was a kid.  They’d shared a bed for Christ’s sake.  If he was going to come out, he needed to do it to Steve first.

He did worry though.  Not that Steve wouldn’t accept him.  After he’d taken him in and loved him after the monster HYDRA made him, Bucky didn’t think there was much Steve could learn that would kill their friendship or the love they shared.  What he worried about was that hearing it would hurt him.  That keeping this secret and not trusting Steve with it would cause him pain.  He told Steve everything back in the day.  It was not like Bucky’s sexuality was a new thing.  He should have told him back then.

They reached Steve’s office. It had large windows down the hall side and Bucky could see him in there working on some paperwork.  He stood at the door willing himself to just knock.

You put your hand on his shoulder.  “You okay?”

Bucky shrugged a little.  “Yes.  No.  I mean, I know he’s not gonna reject me.  I just feel bad.”

“Hey,”  Clint said.  He ran his hand down Bucky’s forearm and linked their fingers together.  “All this shit - sexuality, relationships, whatever - it’s yours.  It doesn’t belong to anyone else.  So what if you only want to come out now we’re doing this?  That’s okay.  If you’d never wanted to come out that would have been okay too.”

Bucky nodded.  “I just don’t know why I never talked to him about shit like this.”

“You are now.  That’s pretty big.”  You said.

He nodded again and let go of Clint’s hand.  He took a deep breath and knocked.

Steve looked up.  “It’s open.”  He called.

Bucky steeled himself and went through the door, you and Clint following after.  Steve tilted his head and looked you all over.  “Hey, is there a mission I wasn’t aware of?”

“No,”  Bucky said, taking the seat opposite Steve.  “This is personal.”

Steve looked between the three of you with a slightly confused expression on his face before closing up a folder on his desk and sitting back.  “Shoot.”

Bucky’s eyes flicked from you to Clint to his hands and then to Steve before he took a deep breath.  “Oh god, I don’t even know how to say it.  I don’t know the label.”

“What label?”  Steve asked.

You reached over and rubbed his leg.  “Just tell him how you feel.”

“How you feel?”  Steve asked.

Bucky huffed and shook his head.  “Okay.  So… so… I guess the thing is, that I don’t just like women.  Sexually I mean.  Like… I think I just like people.”

Steve furrowed his brow and then sat back in the chair.  “Huh.”

Bucky looked at him and shifted in his chair.  “Is that all?”

“I just …”  Steve said and ran his hand through his hair.  “Huh.”

“That’s not really helpful, Steve.”  You said.

“Sorry,”  Steve said getting up and moving to Bucky.  He crouched down in front of his friend and put his hands on his shoulders.  “Me too, pal.”

Bucky started laughing, quietly at first and then louder.  He leaned in and pulled Steve into a tight hug and they stayed that way for a while, just holding each other until Steve slowly pulled back and looked at Bucky.

“How come you never told me?”  Bucky asked.

Steve shrugged and moved back to his chair.  “I guess back then I tried to push it away.  I already had enough things to get bullied about.  Being small and sick.  Didn’t need that added to it.  Besides, I like women, so I could hide it.  Then when I came off the ice, I guess… well I haven’t really been with anyone have I?  I don’t know.  It didn’t seem to matter if I was theoretically attracted to anyone when I haven’t been attracted to anyone in any practical sense.”

Bucky nodded.  “I guess that makes sense.  You haven’t liked anyone?”

“There have been sparks, but they don’t seem to go anywhere.  You know how I used to say I was waiting for the right partner?  I don’t think that’s changed at all.  Maybe that’s not something I get to have.  I don’t know.  What about you?”

Bucky wanted to unpack a bunch of what Steve just laid out.  There was pain in his statement and he felt like he needed to help Steve deal with it, but maybe now with you and Clint wasn’t that time.  Instead, he focussed on the question.  “Back then?  I don’t know.  I think because people would say things like if a guy was were with a man they’re gay now.  Then if they were with a woman they aren’t gay now.   Or whatever.”  He shook his head.  “I thought it was a choice you made and so I chose the safe one.  It never occurred to me you could be both or all.”

“Why now?”  Steve asked.  “And why did you tell Clint before you told me?”

“Umm… well, that’s the other thing,”  Bucky said, swallowing.  “Clint … we… the three of us.”  He groaned and buried his face in his hands.

Steve looked between the three of you, somehow more confused looking than he was before.  “You want me to tell?”  You asked.

Bucky nodded and you took his hand and gave it a squeeze.  “Bucky, Clint and I are together.”

“Romantically?”  Steve asked.

“Well there hasn’t been a tonne of romance, but yeah.”  Clint joked.

“All three of you?”

“Yeah, all three.”  You said.

Steve didn’t say anything for a moment and just looked the three of you over.  “You’re happy, Buck?

Bucky nodded.  “Yeah, I am Stevie.”

“Then I guess that’s what’s important.  I just want you to be happy.”  Steve said.  “Be careful though.  I don’t want to see you hurt.  Any of you.”

Bucky smiled a little and nodded.  “Thanks, Stevie.”   He went to stand and then stopped and looked at the blond opposite him.  “Hey, you think if we’d both just been honest back then we would have … I dunno… gotten together?”

Steve looked at Bucky and wrinkled his nose.  “You’re kinda like my brother, Buck?”

Bucky started laughing and got up.  Steve did too and they hugged again.  “You’re still a punk, you know?”

“And you’re still a jerk,”  Bucky said.  “You think we can call a group meeting?  I kinda just want to get this all out there?”

Steve pulled back and nodded.  “FRIDAY?”

“Right away, sir.  I’ll have them meet you in the common living area.”  The AI replied.

The four of you headed down to the common room together.  Steve took a seat on one of the recliners while you, Clint and Bucky or took a seat on the couch.

Natasha was the first to arrive.  She smirked when she saw the four of you.  “They tell you their news?”  She asked Steve as she took a seat on one of the other couches.

“Yeah, they already tell you?”  Steve asked.

She laughed.  “No, I caught them.  They think they’re so sneaky.”

Steve laughed and shook his head.  “Imagine thinking they could hide something from you.”

“Right?  Idiots the lot of them.”

The rest of the group slowly trickled in looking slightly confused as they took their seats.  Last of all was Tony doing his usual trick of making sure everyone knew he was in the room.  “Why the family meeting?  We got a teen pregnancy?  Someone get suspended from school?  Do you all need pocket money?”

He took a seat perched on the couch next to Pepper and leaned over and kissed her on the top of the head.

You looked over at Bucky and Clint, and Clint nodded and sat forward.  “So we just wanted to get everyone together to let you all know that the three of us -”  He gestured between you, Bucky and himself.  “- are together.  In the biblical sense.”

Natasha snorted as the others looked between the three of you.

Tony started laughing.  “My god, I always knew you had a wild side, missy.”  He said.  “So how’s that work?”

“You don’t know how a threesome works?  Aren’t you some kind of ex-playboy?”  Clint asked.

“You see when a mommy and a daddy and a daddy love each other very much…”  You added.

“Ha-ha, very funny,”  Tony said.  “So you’re really poly?”

“Yep.  That’s it.  Just thought you all should know in case you see us holding hands or kissing or whatever, no one is cheating on anyone.  We’re all copasetic.”  You said.

“Hey, Pepper, you think…”  Tony started.

“No, Tony.”  Pepper said shaking her head.

“Any further questions class?”  Clint said.

“When did this start?”  Sam asked.

“Just after that last mission.  Some stuff came up. We decided to explore it.  It’s kinda working.  So we’re running with it.”  You said.

There was silence in the room for a moment and Tony stood up.  “Great talk everyone.  Shall we order pizza?”

You chuckled and leaned into Bucky, he pulled you close and kissed the top of your head and then did the same to Clint.  He wasn’t scared anymore.  He knew how he felt and knowing his friends had his back, this could work.  He might not get the life that he’d been told he should have back before the war.  Really the war had ruined any chance of that for him.  This though, with you and Clint, he could be happy and really above all, he wanted that above anything.

// NEXT

[thatoneloser-kid]

deanoru prompt: au where karolina is head cheerleader and captain of all the clubs and Nico is goth af but they’re secretly dating

Karolina had never actually spoken to the girl, she was too scared to, which, in concept, was crazy. She was the head cheerleader, she shouldn’t be afraid to talk to anyone, but this girl was different.

It wasn’t being of her bristly exterior and dark clothing that scared Karolina, like it did every one else in the school.

No, what scared Karolina is how Nico made her feel. How she felt every time Nico looked at her, even if it was just a passing glance, her eyes barely making contact with Karolina, she found herself blushing, her tummy churning.

And she had heard ‘locker room talk’ about other girls would the school, and how some of the cheerleaders would sneer about how they were ‘obviously dykes’ which hurt. Between that and her mother Karolina buried herself so far in the closet that she resigned herself to never coming out.

The whole thing that triggered their relationship was purely accidental.

It was one of the fundraiser nights at the school and Karolina’s parents were being so overwhelming that Karolina had to just take a walk.

She rounded one of the corners and ended up barrelling into someone. Without even looking up she quickly apologised (because this wasn’t school and she didn’t have it in her to put on that mean act right now) and knelt down to pick up the person’s phone.

When she looked up she froze, her mouth open a little when she noticed Nico staring down at her, obviously annoyed.

“Hi,” Karolina breathed out.

“Are you going to get up?”

“Right,” Karolina felt like all the air just left her lungs as she slowly stood, holding the phone out to Nico. “I’m sorry, I didn’t- I just had to get away.”

“Must be hard being fawned over by everyone.” Nico murmured sarcastically.

“Yeah, in front of people, maybe. But when no one is around my mom is just on my back constantly.” Karolina grumbled. “You have to be better, Karolina. Smile more, Karolina. What do you mean you got an A, Karolina, we only get A-pluses in this family.”

Nico looked surprised at the outbursts, her eyebrows raised and her lips hooked up into a small smile.

Karolina blushed, ducking her head. “What about you? Why are you wandering?”

“I had to get away, too.”

“Oh,” Karolina nodded, licking her lips nervously. “Well, if you like, we could go somewhere? Maybe the roof or something.”

“The roof?” Nico frowned. “Isn’t that against the rules?”

“If we get caught.”

This made Nico frowned, her head tilting curiously. “Okay, sure.”

Karolina didn’t care that this made her grin widely, or that Nico looked at her funny when she did.

They ended up up on the roof, sitting on the edge in silence.

“Is this something you do often?” Nico asked.

“Yeah, this place is suffocating.”

“Must be hard, being loved by everyone.”

Karolina sighed softly. “You ever feel like everyone expects you to be one thing but that’s just not who you are? Like, you become a person not because it’s what you want but because you want to please everyone else?”

“Who are you really, then?”

“I don’t know,” Karolina admitted. “I’ve been pretending for so long.”

“Pretending is exhausting,” Nico said, “Whether it is lying about who you are or if you’re okay, it really takes it out of you.”

Karolina glanced up from her feet briefly. “Are you okay?”

“About as okay as you are,”

That made Karolina laugh, her head bobbing at those words.

They spent a good hour up there, alternating between talking and sitting in silence but it was nice, just to have someone to talk to who didn’t expect anything from her.

They went their separate ways as soon as they left the roof, acting like it never happened.

She didn’t speak to Nico again until Wednesday of the following week. She got another A in biology, which was the best score in the class but there was a voice in her head that told her it just wasn’t good enough.

She headed up to the roof, stopping when she opened the door and seen Nico there, sitting on the floor with her back to the wall surrounding the edge of the roof.

Karolina didn’t really know how to react, so she just stared.

“Bad day?” Nico asked, her head resting back against the wall.

“I got an A in biology,” Karolina said, moving closer to Nico.

Nico, unlike everyone else, didn’t scoff and tell her an A was amazing. She hummed sympathetically, nodding to the space beside her. “I would offer you help but I’m getting C’s in biology.”

“I could help you, if you’d like.” Karolina offered. “They say the best way to learn is to teach it to other people, right?”

“Sure,” Nico agreed, give Karolina a smile she had never seen from Nico and, man, did it give her butterflies.

Karolina helped Nico out with biology, at the library near Nico’s place, where they knew no one would see them, and they met a few more times on the roof. With each passing day they spent together she could feel Nico warming up to her and, sure, this was exactly what she wanted but it was a little overwhelming.

Nico was more incredible then Karolina ever dreamed and she could feel herself falling more and more In love with her with every passing second.

So when Nico kissed her, on the roof during the Valentine’s Day ball, Karolina had to brace herself against the wall.

“Was that okay?” Nico asked unsurely when they broke apart, eyeing Karolina, whose hand was gripping tightly onto the wall.

“So okay,” Karolina gasped out.

“I’ve wanted to do that for a little while now, but I wasn’t sure if you were interested until the tonight,” Nico admitted. “I’ve never had anyone look at me like you do.”

“How do I look at you?”

“Like I’m the only person in the world you see,”

“You are,” Karolina whispered.

“Do you want to get out of here? We can go back to my place.”

They cuddled in bed that night then sat down to talk about it the following day, decided to keep it under wraps for now, with Karolina’s team and her mother, and Nico’s parents and the fact she was supposed to be this ‘I don’t give a fuck’ goth.

Karolina didn’t mind much, there was something giddy about sneaking around school with Nico, stolen kisses in the bathroom, fleeting touches in the hallway, rendez-vous on the roof.

There was one day that Chase seemed to give her extra attention, which obviously caught Nico’s attention because she backed Karolina into the bathroom stall, pressing her against the door and her hands finding their way under Karolina’s pleated skirt, resting over the curve of her butt.

“Chase means nothing to me.” Karolina breathed out between kisses. “You know that, right?”

“Doesn’t mean I can’t be a little jealous when I see some brainless jock fawning over you.” Nico growled.

“I suppose it’s comforting to know you care enough to be jealous,” Karolina said, resting her forehead against Nico’s.

“I do care, I really care.” Nico looked at Karolina with soft eyes. “You never doubt that, do you?”

“No,” Karolina answered, and it was true, Nico always made her feel special. “No, never.”

“Good,” Nico smiles, using her thumb to wipe at Karolina’s lips. “You should start wearing black lipstick.”

Karolina laughed, wiping her lips. “See you tonight? At the library?”

“You will,” Nico promised, giving Karolina one last kiss before leaving her to fix the black smudges on her lips. Calling over her should be for leaving, “I love that skirt, by the way.”

The sneaking around went on for a few months, and it was almost too easy, no one suspected the sunny, church girl was fooling around with the dark, goth girl.

She knew they would talk about it when they were ready to come out, which was why it was odd that Nico approached her in a crowded hallway one day (the day had started off odd enough, with everyone staring a little more than usual) and gripping her arm, dragging her toward the library.

“Nico,” Karolina started unsurely, but stopped when Nico thrusted a photo in her face.

“This was your girls who done this,”

Karolina took the photo, her heart kicking up so fast that that was all she could hear, the sound of her heart beat and this weird buzzing.

It was a photo of her a Nico at the library, faces only inches apart. You could only see Karolina’s face and she had this wide smile on her lips, her eyes were just filled with the unmistakable look of love.

“How did you- where did you find this?”

“They were pinned up all over the school.” Nico’s anger seemed to fade when she noticed how pale Karolina was looking. “Karo, babe? Are you okay?”

“I- I need to sit down.” Karolina stumbled back and I to a chair, her head falling I to her hands. “My mom, god only knows what she is going to say.”

“We have to deal with school first,”

“I have practice first thing,” Karolina said. “How am I supposed to face them?”

“With your head held high and your shoulders back. You’re the head cheerleader, you are in charge.”

“I can’t just go in there,” Karolina was starting to panic now. “You haven’t heard the things they say about people like me, Nico.”

“I know, and that sucks, but it’s something we knew we would have to deal with, eventually.”

Karolina’s stomach was in knots as she made her way into the locker room, her chin high.

“Karolina,”

The way her name was drawled made her stomach twist in anger.

“What kind of b-list teen movie stunt was this?” Karolina frowned, balling up the photo and throwing it at Claire.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” the smirk on her face told Karolina that that was a blatant lie. “I have seen it, though. I never thought you would be like… that.”

“Like what? Happy? In love with someone who loves me back… I think.” Karolina frowned for a second before returning her glare to Claire. “I may be gay but you’re a walking cliche of high school cheerleader and what you seem to have forgotten is that I run this squad, my mommy and daddy are big donors to the cheerleader and football teams. How much do you like your chances up against coach when you tell her I’ve been picking on you? Who do you think she was side with?”

“Picking on me? You haven’t been.”

“No, not yet.” Karolina hummed, clicking her fingers. “Girls, towels here.”

Karolina smirked when towels began falling at Claire’s feet.

“I expect these all clean by tomorrow.”

“Are you kidding me? I’m not your lacky.”

“You’re whatever I say you are.” Karolina said. “I hope you’re proud of yourself for this. People have killed themselves over this kind of stuff. Not me, not Nico, because we’re happy, and we have people who have our backs. But this kind of stuff kills people, Claire.”

Karolina turned to leave but Claire spoke before she could. “You never know, it might run in the family and your dyke girlfriend’s sister killed herself.”

Karolina blacked out for a second and when her eyes re-focused her hand was throbbing and Claire was clutching her nose.

Karolina blinked a few more times, rubbing her throbbing hand. “She’s bi,” Karolina murmured before leaving.

It wasn’t long until she was called it the principals office.

When Karolina entered the waiting area she couldn’t help the little smile that pulled into her lips when she saw Nico there.

Nico glanced up, doing a double take, smiling softly at her girlfriend.

Karolina took a seat, holding up her bruised hand. “Punched someone,”

Nico laughed, holding up her own hand. “Me, too.”

“Who?”

“Dumb jock, you?”

“Dumb cheerleader.”

Nico smiled, her hand sliding onto Karolina’s thigh. “We’re going to be okay,”

“I know,” Karolina smiled, sliding her hand into Nico’s. “Hey, you remember that first night we spoke?”

“Of course,”

“You remember I asked if you were okay and you said you were about as good as I was?” Karolina stared down at their joined hands.

“Mhm?”

“Has that changed?” Karolina asked. “Are you doing any better?

“I am, that’s partially down to you. You have made my feel special, you have made me believe that I am capable of a lot of things I never thought possible. You have made me a better person, and I will carry that with me forever.” Nico have Karolina’s hand a little squeeze. “Why?”

“No reason,” Karolina shrugged. “Just something I was thinking about.”

Nico nodded. “Do you want to go to your parents tonight, tell them everything?”

“Okay,” Karolina agreed.

Sure, sneaking around was exhilarating but watching Nico as she unloaded her bag into her locker and knowing she could go up and kiss her filled her with so much love.

Karolina could heard some of the girls on the squad whispering behind her, but she ignored them, marching over to Nico, who turned when she was a few steps away.

“Hey, b-“

Karolina cupped Nico’s cheeks and and kissed her gently, smiling when she felt Nico melt against her, her hands coming up to grip onto that horrible blue and yellow letterman she was wearing.

Karolina pulled back, smiling softly down at Nico. “Good morning,”

“It really fucking is,” Nico breathed.

“Walk you to class?”

“We are in the same class,” Nico laughed.

“Is that a yes?” Karolina kinked an eyebrow, taking a step back and holding her hand out to Nico.

“You’re a dork sometimes.” Nico rolled her eyes, taking Karolina’s hand.

“You love it,”

“I do,” Nico agreed with a soft smile, on hand clasped in Karolina’s and the other holding onto Karolina’s forearm as they walked.

[cannolicas]

VMin! American teen au!

We are running so fast and we never look back

Jimin

☆ hates the suburbs with a passion

☆even though he lives in the most boring town ever

☆ always riding around on that damn bike with that damn boy on the handlebars

☆ ‘such a sweet boy’

☆ ‘Straight a student’

☆’innocent’

☆lmao he’s a fukboi

☆ meanwhile he’s smoking kush on the porch swing, sending hot guys from other schools his dick.

☆ annual family trips to California, Paris and London.

☆super well dressed but everyone thinks he’s straight

☆ mommy and daddy made too much money

☆so they buy his affection

☆and he leads 2 lives because of this.

☆ plays baseball in the spring,

☆ bums out at football games in the fall

☆catchfases include:

☆ “I hate white picket fences with a passion”

☆ “I’m.so.lit.right.now-I’m.so.lit”

☆ “this is so fucking cliche”

☆ “Gucci gang”

☆ “how American of you”

☆ national honor society president

☆ a ello hablan espanol, muy bueno, y sacar buenos notas.

☆ Spanish club

☆ business club

☆ youth and government

☆art club

☆special needs buddies club

☆ every club

☆ except GSA

☆ He dosent want to blow his cover.

☆bc he’s still in the closet.

Taehyung

☆ football team

☆poor dairy(milk) farmers only son.

☆’a true American wholesome boy’

☆ but his dad isn’t exactly around

☆lives with his ‘momma’, ‘big sissy’s’, his niece, his ‘nana’ and ‘pop pop’

☆ low key envies Jimin

☆’but nana always said money don’t buy love’

☆he kinda has that preachers daughter thing

☆v innocent by its sexy on him???

☆and is obviously a virgin

☆all the girls in his church/school/planet want to fuck him silly

☆ dosent do much other than toss that pig skin and skate sometimes

☆ kinda a skater boi but dosent dress like it.

☆but is actually a giant softie.

☆v cuddly

☆v clingy

☆verbally affectionate always to everyone

☆His small lil farm house bedroom is covered in ceiling stuck on glow stars bc there pretty and he has big dreams

☆ v religious mom

☆she teaches sunday school

☆ he works at the local grocery store to support his family.

☆ loves little kids

☆ doesn’t pay attention in escuela

☆but pays the bills

☆ church every sunday

☆ Catchfazes include

☆ “put that down, [nephews name]!”

☆”can’t gotta be at work after practice”

☆ “no thanks I don’t smoke”

☆ ‘ma! Little baby Jesus ain’t gonna save my slut of a sisters ass from getting pregnant again!’

These two

☆ jimins parents made him get a summer job

☆teach him humility

☆the real world

☆ worked the register next to taehyung

☆’omg that boy is so cute-

☆-omg hes do nice to the little kids’

☆ they just stared at each other for 3 months

☆too scared to say hi.

☆these two dorks are so shook and soft for each other I can’t even

☆suddenly the Suburbs are a lot more fun.

☆ then September came around.

☆ honor society sells concessions at football games.

☆so Minnie as TaeHyung called him in their minimal conversations was there ofc.

☆ ‘woah Jimin goes to my school’

☆ “lookin sharp taehyung” jimin yelled, almost out of body

☆and was like fuck that was gay

☆and the quarterback smiled and winked, waving.

☆ but jimins like ?? Was that-the gay??

☆and tae wants to die of embarrassment like wtf I’m scared what if my momma saw?¿?¿

☆ but then there okay

☆bc now there talking-just in the hall.

☆’nice hair, jimin’

☆’nice face’

☆’nice but’

☆but it’s okay.

☆ bc after a few awkward weeks they start going out.

☆kinda secretive but very commited to eachother

☆ Like Idc that nobody knows about us but don’t you dare look at that boy I’ll kill him and fuck you so hard you know your ass belongs to me

☆ him and jimin lie in his bed looking at the stars and talk about their dreams and it’s v intimate.

☆just so cute

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Onision Rant: Laineys Gender/BDSM

As mentioned before here is my rant on my views of laineys gender and of course lots of Greg involved. I want to preface this (because I know I will get those messages if I don't) with I'm not transphobic, I am queer, I not only have many different types of lbgtq friends, but I work (entertainment) for shows benefitting various members and groups in the community, raising thousands of dollars each time. I've helped many people become what they want to be not just by being a friend but professionally as well (this goes into my dom stuff, and I will touch on this later). With that out of the way next I'd also like to say until recently I wasn't sure if Lainey was just a transtrender or someone really dealing with stuff ( though I still tried to be respectful), mainly due to them not getting on to greg too much for their pronouns and saying it's ok to use whatever yada yada. Going back to my other post that's no longer true and as I also pointed out Greg is not happy about it. While I'm still not sure they are really what they say I want to explain why I will respect their pronouns (to the bestbof my ability), but also explain how they are going about it is shit too. I sympathize with lainey, and every girl greg get's, because again I see a lot of me in them in many different ways, though we may be very different in other's. With lainey I also sympathize with the gender thing, I too was very confused about not only my sexuality but my body image (gender) too. Though I did girly things (ballet, etc. ) I was more of "one of the guys" then very girly. In my late-ish teen I was more ~ androgynous~ though I'd occasionally dress up. I get the being confused about everything, we are forever growing and we do the most when we first become adult and leave our families homes. Again I understand where lainey comes from as well as being bi wasn't ~allowed~ in her house, my mom,though pro lbgtq rights, didn't want me to be gay, mainly cause I think she's gay/bi and had a rough life herself. That being said Lainey went from not being able to experiment (like you should be doing at 18) to live with a man that already made vids about despising bi girls. A man that they had to lie to themselves and him about their sexuality. I think it was eatting them alive till greg finally allowed it. We also know he has a thing for shaving the hair off his ~loved ones~. I believe if they are married he doesn't go as extreme cause he's already got them on lock (didn't skye have short hair for a while too) but still wanting to take away enough of their femininity that only he finds them attractive (marking his territory and love of control). I don't doubt he has pressured them into short hair because that's what he does, they have said many times they want to grow it out but it get's shorter. I think this makes them feel masculine (something they were worried about prior) and they also saw they got some attention from it ("aww yer a cute boi!!"), making it not just attractive to become more masculine but making it more confusing of what they really are. Again they haven't really been able to experiment with anything really, they did dress more masculine for a bit but that was short lived. I think it's more of grasping at any identity they can right now because they so lost and that attention just sticks to that need to self love and validation. I want to bring up my dom thing for a bit here too, cause again the psychology of it is what originally interested me, and why I like to "out" fake daddy dom types. I get into a few different types of domination play, but a big one was helping guys become the girls they wanted to be. Granted some were only part time girl's but there were one's that fully became women (or are still in the process). Again these are men so a little different then the subs that get mistreated by fake daddy doms (usually physical abuse), fake femdoms generally use money/reputation instead, which greg does as well (manipulation as well). Greg is basically a fake dom of any type. So even though some of these men do like to do sissy things, some of them are not really gay or even really want to be women on the outside; a lot of these men are really confused because they have been forced (in a way) to supress their curiosity with sexuality. It's more socially acceptable for a girl to experiment than a boy in america (and yes I do think this is also Greg projecting, I think he really is at least bi). Just like me (and lainey) they need to figure it out, and maybe some just really like wearing seamed stockings and pegging. Usually fake femdoms just manipulate as much money as they can, but they can also try to destroy you (with out consent) with secrets you have told or things you have done (expecially if you are of a high pay grade). Some will push them to do things they really don't want to do and then use it against them later. While blackmail, forced bisexuality, public humiliation and wallet draining are fetishes in themselves, it's only ok when there it true consent. Instead of really being forcing bisexuality on lainey though he supressed it till it suited him, then he used it to force polyamory. With lainey already feeling defeminized and him now pushing them to ~explore~ I can see where they could really be confused with what they are, expecially at a time when everyone is trying to lable everything they are and not experiment enough to find that maybe they don't fit in that box perfectly either. They have not had much of a life outside of Gregs little made world in the Mcmansion. Though I believe that they will return to she/her, for now as someone that also had and identity crisis at that time in my life I sympathize with them and will respect their wishes....... but with that comes the second part of this rant. You can't use your "confusion" to discredit people that criticizing things you do. Up until recently you have made tweets about not caring which pronouns are used (which I will also give you credit that this was cause greg may have been manipulating you so he could do what he wants), as well as STILL allowing him to use she/her. This makes it confusing for everyone and hypocritical. I can understand your husband/kids using mommy and such in private, but videos that he is putting out to the world should reflect what you want to be. You can't "let him" do that kinda stuff and then get mad when people slip up or don't know. Again I am free to criticize you within my own group as well (lbgtq), cause while I can agree with you that there are assholes that want to discredit you're sexuality (*cough* your husband *cough*), you can't go full psycho when someone innocently messes up. It only makes you look bad as well as the community, that's why I take issue with how you go about it. Next yes I know you don't control what your husband does, but you also don't speak out much when he does things against the community you are supposedly in. And again I know he controls you so in a way I get it, you can't tell him you're feelings and he doesn't care if what he does hurts you, but you can't lash out at other's who are innocent/ less significant in your life, you are no better then him. Expecially when they are part of the community but you call them phobic for criticizing what you do to the community. Greg want's you to also hate the "haters" so you wont have any support when he dumps you. Standing beside him and not publicly speaking out will only get you more criticism and how are we to take you seriously after all if your husband mocks us. I'll probably write more about this later, but this is where I end this rant before it's 25 paragraphs.... heh