#i-am-bi-not-gonna-lie

[mikereads]

BI BUCK!!!! Bi Buck! I repeat bi Buck. We are winning.

“I’ve never been on a date with a dude before” I’m screaming!!!!

#evan buckley #911 abc #911 #tommy kinard #we are winning truly #not only for BI Buck I mean bi Buck but also the chemistry #don’t get me wrong buddie is always my number one but #this storyline is not only really nice and refreshing but really good #and I’m not gonna lie I really like it #and it’s great finally seeing him with someone he has chemistry with #and not gonna lie I like this pairing and am excited to see where it goes #Buck x Tommy #Tommy x buck #bi Buck

[sapphic-luthor]

i am really on the verge of identifying as a lesbian because i feel like that label really does fit me but what’s confusing me is that there is one fictional tv show character who’s a man who is probably the only man i’ll ever Like but it does really confuse me as to why i feel like i may find him attractive but never any man irl

would just like to generally casually direct you to the lesbian masterdoc just in case you were looking for a bit of a read this lovely friday eve

#i will say i am like attracted to many a man who does not exist #this was part of the reason i was able to affirm the fact that im a lesbian and ignore some of that comphet #is bc i realised i only liked men in theory and not in practice at all #in my early days i’d match men on tinder and flirt w them and run for my life if they tried to meet #i’d make eyes at boys at parties and as soon as they approached me be hugely unwelcoming #like i only liked men who didnt exist or whose traits i could invent myself in my mind #and before i knew i was a lesbian i thought that was me ‘being picky’ #but actually it was me purposely (but not consciously) creating unattainable standards that no man alive could fill #because; reader; as you may have guessed; i did not and do not like men #but it took a while to work that out confidently! a long while #take your time in the meantime like #i always was annoyed by people who were like ‘labels don’t matter!’ bc i fucking wanted one i felt good about #and i got there eventually but all i can offer for advice in the meantime is like #nobody cares tbh. just lie. tell somebody you’re a lesbian then tell the next you’re bi and just fuckin wing it #nobody’s gonna bust your door down for using different labels whenever u feel like it #just . kiss women and have crushes on fictional men and eventually itll work its way into a label you’re comfortable with #answered #anonymous

[exbeaut]

women

#context is: i posted on my story (spam acct obv) about how boring men are and that i don’t care about their hobbies or how many siblings #bc i’m talking to a dude rn and the convo is so dry like i DO NOT CAAASRE #and bro (dude from school) replies w this #and my true answer would be : women #but i’m not gonna say that bc ya u know me forever and always partially closeted #but i just need to share so i can get out the feeling of saying my answer before i go and lie and make some shit up #truth is… nothing a man says is ever interesting to me like sorry but shut the fuck up??? i don’t care??!??? #how am i bi… makes no sense and didn’t ask me about it bc i will spiral into another sexuality crisis #went thru it for years already to land on bi and im not doing it again ok don’t fucking question me

[samsm2mstories]

Big Brother

My big brother Trent was everything I always wanted to be, the looks muscles, straight man personality. It was the perfect genetic pool. Here I'm am lusting over him, he knew I was gay but never had the chance to experience it. I'm sure he was secretly bi as I seen him come out of the bar squeezing an ass of a guy.

One day we were talking about how cool it would be if I was to possess a body to go out there and enjoy it. He chuckled and laughed, said if anyone was to take his body it would be me. Said I would be perfect with his body plus he would enjoy it.

I looked at him weirdly as he was giving all these hints. He was telling me about how recently he was cursed and his body was vulnerable to being taken over. He was actually really scared as it nearly happened.

He said to me that the only way this can be fixed if I was to take him over until the curse is gone! Not gonna lie my cock was raging about this.

Could I do this to him? I do but he was starting to beg me to do it.

I agreed and he explained how it worked.

I told him that it will be hard.....

Suddenly I opened my eyes up and felt a rush of testerones running through me, a new sensation that it was being enjoyed. I was my brother Trent.

I looked in the mirror as this felt naturally amazing, the new strength, handsome face, my new cock was telling me to get it some action. Trent was laughing as he knew this was perfect. He didn't care if I came out as gay as him as us brother's are now bonded as one.

I chuckled in the mirror knowing we are perfect as one, I was Trent and I can't wait to go out.

I was so thirsty as it was as the possession does Sao the energy out, I went downstairs to grab some milk but I wasn't used to my new strength and it went all down my body between my toned muscles. I didn't care anymore as I can do anything I want.

Trent told me everything that night and how he always wanted me to become him. His gay brother using his body. It felt like we are actually one person but was born as two, over time our memories did merge as we became one as Trent.

#body switch #body possession #body theft #possession #muscle theft #bodyswaps #straight to gay #gay

[jeansplaytoy]

‘ 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘 .

you took interest in someone you never thought you would.

arminxreader, black!reader, 90s highschool based, language throughout, sexual references throughout (maybe not in this chapter), hood themed, mental /some physical abuse, armin referred to as ‘white boy armin’, all characters are 18+ except for the ones that obviously aren’t and in the beginning, NO PROOFREAD YALL.

“aye, white boy.”

“white boy armin!”

“you’re a disappointment, armin.”

“mommy loves you, armin. okay?”

he lived up to those same words and phrases everyday, nothing new. it’s just the way he lived. growing up from hearing his mom and dad argue every single damn day, shits annoying. especially when the attention moved on to him.

and he was only 12.

“you don’t know what he goes through at school, or even here, because you’re not around enough!” that was his mom.

“i don’t give a shit what happens at school or here. i don’t want him to grow up like the rest of the kids on these streets. look at where we fuckin live, woman! you actually think he’s gonna have fun here?” that was his dad. he hates his dad. he was always yelling, and drinking, and yelling again.

but armin was quiet. he didn’t really get to have a say in things, but even when he did, he didn’t say anything.

“yo, armin! can you come out today?” eren asked, across the street of armin’s house. he stood up and glanced back at his house, shrugging.

and then there were the streets. the damn hood streets where a lot of shit happens, a lot of shit was seen. but he had to be some kind of ‘privileged white boy’? no. did he wanna be? no. but he didn’t like where he lived. he only grew to like it, especially when you came into the picture.

now you were one of the girls that everyone wanted to talk to at school, the one with the good style and the good personality that every boy always wanted to kiss or date.

“this armin. he cool, real chill. he quiet but you know, you gon’ start liking him when y’all get closer.” ony said. you all walked the sidewalks together, them walking you home to make sure you were safe on the way. ‘them’ being eren, ony, and armin. eren knew armin the longest, and he would be considered to be ‘white boy eren’, but he wasn’t even from around there. he went to a different school, and fought almost everywhere he went, which is why he wasn’t from around there anymore.

“you new here or sum? or you just quiet.” you looked up at him, holding your backpack on your shoulder.

“quiet.” he muttered, looking away.

he wasn’t gonna lie when he said he didn’t really like you at first. but as years went by, it was more of you he could stand.

“boy i don’t want you. i already said that.” you looked at a boy as you closed your locker.

“bi-“

“say it. i want you to.” armin said, leaning against a locker behind the guy, making him turn around. “who the fuck you posed to be? oh. that white boy.” he scoffed.

armin raised his eyebrows.

yeah, that was his third fight that month.

and the third time his dad yelled at him in that week.

“why the hell am i gettin’ calls from the school saying you’re suspended again? see, this is why you need to stay in the damn house and be homeschooled—!”

as he kept rambling, armin closed the fridge and sighed, walking upstairs.

“don’t walk away from me when i’m fucking talking to you, arlert!” his dad slammed his beer glass down and followed armin.

“so i can’t walk and listen at the same time? ight.” armin mumbled.

“the fuck did you just say?” his dad squinted, making his way to his room.

armin turned around. “i said-“ “honey, just leave him alone. he hasn’t did anything bad, maybe he was just defending his self!” his mom rushed in the picture, but was shoved out of the way. his dad grabbed his shirt and pinned him against the wall.

“listen you little shit. you talk back to me again and i’ll break your fuckin’ face. i don’t know where you get your attitude from, but you need to shut the hell up like you did when you were younger.” his dad snapped through gritted teeth. armin’s breathing got heavy and he bit his bottom lip with a force, nearly making his own lip bleed.

“just get off of him!” his mom yelled.

his dad stared into his eyes, fuming with anger. he shoved him against the wall one last time before turning and stoping downstairs. armin stood there for a few seconds before going in his room, slamming the door behind him.

he threw his self down on his bed and stared at the ceiling for a few minutes with a slight frown. that’s when he got a text.

ony

yo u tryna hoop?

he tossed his phone down beside him and sniffed, getting up and looking through his drawers for basketball shorts and a t-shirt.

he changed his clothes and shoes, fixing his hair in the mirror before grabbing his second backpack and his phone, walking out of his room.

he went downstairs and to his kitchen, where his mom washed the dishes. “where you headed, sweetie?” she asked. “bouda hoop, Ma. ill be back tonight.” he grabbed a bottle of water and walked towards the front door. “don’t come too late.” his mom said before blowing him a kiss.

armin nodded and shut the door behind him, starting to walk out of the driveway and down the sidewalk. the walk was like 5 minutes. 5 minutes that he didn’t care about because nothing else in his life was that important.

but when he made it, it was slightly better.

“i know that ain’t white boy armin, man i heard you got suspended today.” one of his friends dapped him up. “yeah, ian worried bout that. i just wanna hoop right now.” he walked towards the basketball goal with ony, jean, and connie.

“wassup, Arm’. you ain’t been here in a minute.” connie chuckled, patting his back. “ight, let’s go.”

and there you were, sitting on the bench by yourself, simply because ony dragged you there. sasha and mikasa had extra work to do that day, so you were the only girl there. you didn’t have a problem with it tho, because you knew everyone there.

“want me to watch and he can’t even make the shot.” you whispered to yourself with a small chuckle, pulling out your phone to find something better to entertain yourself with.

after about an hour, yeah, an hour of being there for no reason, you saw someone coming over to you. you looked up to see armin. he sat at the bench, a few inches away from you, wiping his sweat and checking his phone.

“you good?” you frowned a little. “yeah.” he mumbled. you hummed, guessing he didn’t really wanna have a conversation with you at the moment.

“ain’t you ony girl?” he tilted his head. “i thought you was in our lil group. no, we not together.” you shook your head, watching the rest of the boys continue to play basketball.

“um, thank you for defending me or whatever at school. i hate when boys do the shit they do.” you said. “don’t even mention it.” he mumbled. you looked at him for a minute before something caught your eye. “you got a scratch.” you pointed to his finger.

“hm.” he looked at you.

you smacked your lips and pointed, grabbing his hand. “a scratch.” you said before looking closer. “oh, that’s glass. you ain’t feel that?” you asked, sitting his hand on your lap and trying to get the glass out by yourself.

he didn’t really mind it, so he let you, despite the small amounts of pain that shot through his finger every time you touched it.

“nah. not until you pointed it out.” he mumbled, leaning back.

you threw the small shard of glass under the bench and reached in your small purse, grabbing a bandaid.

“you actually keep bandaids in yo purse?” he asked. you shrugged with a small smile. “i know y’all boys be easy to scratch up.” you said, rubbing the bandaid on his finger before letting go of his hand.

armin looked at you for a few seconds before humming. “that’s prolly just me.”

you laughed and shook your head. “well. you ain’t sweating no more. you could go back out there.” you pointed, right before jean called him back on the court.

armin smacked his lips a little and nodded slowly, standing up and walking over to the rest of the boys.

you decided to watch them start playing again, glancing at a different person every time someone stole or passed the ball. it was a few minutes back in, some people took their shirts off. but only one caught your eye.

‘he that fit?’ you thought to yourself, seeing armin’s abs and arms. his arms had a little muscle, and of course he wasn’t buff buff. but it did look like he worked out a little. or more than that.

you continued to watch them play, your eyes never leaving him.

even when he glanced back at you, standing to the side of one of their dumb free throws.

his lip quirked a half smile a little before he got back to playing. and again, minutes passed, a lot of minutes, to hours. that’s when everyone finally decided to go home.

“come on, y/n.” ony yawned, grabbing his things. the streetlights were on now, and everyone was getting tired. you were about to stand up until you heard the basketball bouncing again.

“i’m… just gon stay here wit’ armin til he wanna leave. i’ll text you when i get home.” you mumbled.

“ight. be safe.” ony flicked your forehead before walking out of the gate with connie.

you hummed and looked back over to armin who just dribbled and shot the ball for a few more minutes. that was until he sighed, making one last shot and letting the ball fall, turning around.

you saw him pause, probably being jumpscared by how you were just sitting there, before holding his chest and letting out a deep sigh. “what the fuck?” he walked over to you. “why you still here?” he asked, grabbing his things.

“ian want you to be alone. duh.” you got up as he grabbed his things. you grabbed your purse and phone, waiting on armin to finish packing his stuff.

“you coulda just went home.”

“i know that.”

“don’t you got some typa curfew?” armin asked, starting to walk. you walked beside him. “no, and you do?” you looked up at him. “nah. i just think it’s weird how you would randomly wait for me. no problem wit it tho. ‘preciate it.” he said.

“cus ion want you to be here alone.” you said as you both left the gate and started to walk down the street.

“well how you gettin home? i know you live on the other side of the block.” he mumbled. “the good side.”

you smacked your lips with a smile. “ion live on the good side. shit still happens there. the neighborhood still boring as fuck. i just… don’t pay attention to it.” you shrugged.

you continued to walk and talk until you both made it to armin’s house.

armin suddenly stopped. “we gon have to go around.”

“why?”

“ion want you walkin home alone.”

“why would i be walking home alone if my house is right behind the fence of yours?” you started walking to the side, and backyard of his house.

“hol’ up, huh?”

“hold on, lift me.” you grabbed the top of the fence. “uh.. okay.” armin muttered, letting you step on his hands.

when you were halfway across, you sat there for a second.

“thanks for walking me home.” you smiled a little, hopping down and walking towards your own house, leaving armin confused.

“well damn.” he pursed his lips together, picking his things back up and walking towards his house.

after that… well, you don’t even remember. all you know is, that was the one time you two got close.

the one time, just for now.

part two here!

#aot headcanons #aot x reader #armin x black reader #armin aot #armin x you #armin arlert #armin x reader #armin headcanons #armin x y/n #armin fluff #aot armin #armin arlet x reader #armin x black y/n #armin arlet x black reader

[snixkers]

sub!spencer thoughts?

Ummm, yes, please? Have you seen this man????

I have a whole list of beliefs about this man in the sheets 🤭

SUGGESTIVE CONTENT, SPOILERS AHEAD

Ok, so first off, sub spencer believer

But like I also don't believe he's always on the bottom???

Am I being converted to soft!dom spencerism? (Thx @incognit0slut)

He doesn't want you to have to lift a finger

Just lie back and let him do his thing

And ummmm vocal

Yeah no way this man is silent

He's calling YOU daddy, not the other way around

And some ppl think after prison he's suddenly a hardcore dom?

Idk about that 😐

He'd totally love you taking control but knowing he has a say in everything

Putting my AP Psych to use here

And ik everyone in the fandom can agree, but sorry, I just had to say

The head game is immaculate

That boy is on death row and your pussy is his last meal

Plus, the hair is grippable asf

And I have a picture of MGG I'm taking to my grave buttt

Let's just say it's canon that he's packing

Oh and he's bi

Sorry I saw that lil smile with Ethan

Will never forgive the network for the queer erasure ✊🏻😔

So he literally doesn't care what you look like

Skinny, fat, anything

If he loves you, he's gonna put everything he has into that relationship (and the bedroom)

Ok now I can rest 🫠🫠🫠

#criminal minds #criminal minds fandom #criminal minds fanfiction #writers on tumblr #fanfic #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x self insert #spencer reid x you #spencer reid headcanon #headcanon #reqs open

[imdonewiththisblogsblog]

(Hello! Here’s some incorrect quotes!)

Kickin-Chicken : *Posts a super low-quality image to the group chat*

Bobby BearHug : If I had a dollar for every pixel in this image, I’d have 15 cents.

Kickin-Chicken : If I had a dollar for every ounce of rage I felt in my body after I read this text, I would have enough money to buy a cannon to fire at you.

Bubba bubbaphant : Actually I did the math, Bobby BearHug would have $225, not $0.15.

Bobby BearHug : Fam I’m right here....

Dogday: If I had a dollar I would buy a can of soda :)

Kickin-Chicken : while you’re there could you buy me an apply juice please?

Dogday: Sorry I only have a dollar.

Kickin-Chicken : :(

Bubba bubbaphant : Hey I just realized my friend is right, Bobby BearHug would have $22,500 because it's a dollar for every pixel, not a cent.

Dogday: If I had $22,500 I would buy a can of soda and an apply juice.

Bubba bubbaphant : You can buy anything you want with $22,500.

Catnap: Yeah and they want soda and apply juice.

Bubba bubbaphant : Apply juice to what.

Catnap: Directly to the forehead.

Bobby BearHug : Great chat everyone.

Dogday: I just got the best idea I've ever had in my entire life!

*Later*

Catnap, to Dogday: That was the worst idea you’ve ever had in your entire life.

Bubba bubbaphant : *tapping fingers on table*

Craftycorn: *taps fingers back furiously*

Bobby BearHug : …What’s going on?

Dogday: Morse code. They’re talking.

Bubba bubbaphant : -.-- ..- .-. / - …. . / -.-. ..- - . … -

Craftycorn: *slams hands on table* YOU TAKE THAT BACK!

Catnap: What do you three have to say for yourself?

Bubba bubbaphant :

Craftycorn:

Dogday: Oops?

Bobby BearHug : Are you the big spoon or the little spoon?

Catnap: I'm a knife.

Dogday, from across the room: They're the little spoon.

Kickin-Chicken : Not gonna lie, I'm kind of afraid of Catnap...

Bubba bubbaphant : As you should be.

Kickin-Chicken : No, for real, they're kind of-

Bubba bubbaphant : As. You. Should. Be.

Hoppy hopscotch : Who would you swipe right for? Craftycorn or Picky Piggy?

Catnap: I would delete the app.

Bubba bubbaphant : Do you mind if I slyly mention that you’re single?

Catnap: Do not do that.

Bubba bubbaphant : You won’t even notice!

Dogday, entering: Bubba bubbaphant , you wanted to see me again?

Bubba bubbaphant : Catnap's single

Catnap:…

Dogday: Hey, can we stay in your dorm tonight?

Catnap: Why?

Dogday: Bobby BearHug fiddled with an ouija board and cursed ours.

Picky Piggy: Craftycorn doesn't know how to banish spirits, so they just throw salt at them and yell "DOES THIS LOOK LIKE A HOTEL TO YOU?!"

Bubba bubbaphant : Everyone knows that Santa is an invention designed by the big five corporations to sell tinsel and video games to an unsuspecting public.

Kickin-Chicken : The whole “childhood wonder” stage just blew right past you, didn’t it?

Craftycorn: it’s illegal to look better than me.

Catnap: I guess we’re all going to jail then.

Catnap: Sometimes I get so caught up on being gay that I forget I’m actually bi.

Dogday: Honestly, I am so evil. So full of darkness. I feed of the souls of the living I strike fear into-

Catnap: You sleep with a teddybear.

Dogday: He’s my sECOND IN COMMAND IN MY ARMY OF DARKNESS!

Kickin-Chicken : Ooh, somebody has a crush

Catnap: Pfft, I don’t have a crush on Dogday I just think they’re cool, it’s not like I stay up at night thinking about them.

*Later that night*

Catnap, very much awake: Uh oh.

Catnap: I want to kiss you.

Dogday, not paying attention: What?

Catnap: I said if you die, I wont miss you.

Kidnapper: We have your child

Kickin-Chicken : I don’t have a child? Kidnapper: Then who just asked for warm milk and made us cut the crusts off their sandwich?

Kickin-Chicken : Oh god, you have Dogday

#poppy playtime #catnap #dogday #picky piggy #bubba bubbaphant #hoppy hopscotch #bobby bearhug #kickinchicken #craftycorn #smiling critters #cartoon #cartoon version #catnap x dogday

[our-transmasculine-experience]

is it bad that I feel bad when people assume I'm gay?

Almost all my friends have said something along the lines of "oh I just thought you were some flavor of gay or bi when I first saw you" and I'm not gonna lie it stings a bit

And I've been called a fag by homophobic strangers and flirted with as a joke by creeps who thought I was gay

I don't know, I'm glad I pass but I hate that I only pass as a gay man. It's like, my gender is 'Man' but it's also 'Straight Man', ya know?

In other words, being myself is being a man but it's also being straight.

I don't think my aversion to being seen as gay is out of homophobia(I hope it isn't, anyways) I don't think being gay is a bad thing to be, but I'm not gay and it's dangerous here to be perceived as such.

I have absolutely zero desire to change my personality or clothing style to pass more as straight but I do hope that starting T will help me be seen for what I am, instead of people just assuming I'm gay.

Or even for people to not assume anyone's sexuality at all, that'd be even better. (But that's not something I can personally solve)

Anyways sorry for the ramble, hope you have a good TDoV.

assuming sexualities can definitely hurt, especially for trans people, and i’m sorry about that.

thanks, you too! (even though it’s over)

#guys i promise im not a bot #my responses are starting to sound like it though #lgbt #lgbtq #trans guy #trans boy #ftm #trans #transmasc #trans man #queer #transgender

[orchidsangel]

I BET ON LOSING (CHILI) DOGS [JASON TODD]

notes/cw - fluff, suggestive, wrote this bc jason canonically likes chili dogs, also mitski mother i am so sorry this is not at all what you had in mind when you wrote 'i bet on losing dogs', (pacing might be shit idk sorry guys, working on it i swear)

“I’m not eating it.” You say, as your boyfriend reaches over the console, and hands you the paper bag containing your lunch before sliding into the driver's seat of the car and closing the door behind him. 

“Could you just not be stubborn for a second? Like seriously, it’s a chili dog.” 

He takes the bag out of your hand, and removes its contents, placing them carefully on the dashboard and discarding the bag.

The inside of the vehicle now smells like fast food, and you grab a couple of fries, stuffing them into your mouth before continuing on with your justification.

“I’m not being stubborn. I’m setting a boundary!” You exclaim, reaching for more and dipping them in your milkshake. “And besides, I plan on getting full off of these fries.” you say, holding up another couple waving them around before eating them.

You reach for another handful when he grabs the container and moves them over to his side of the car, “can’t get full if there's nothing to eat.”

“Jason…if you don’t-” 

You make a move to grab them, but he just places them further on his side of the dash, “A chili dog babe. A chili dog.” 

“I hate them.” You huff out in frustration, giving up on the fries and leaning back on the headrest, letting out a long groan.

“You’ve never had one.”

“No, but I hate chili and hot dogs so if one plus one equals two…” You grumble, “then it would make absolutely zero sense for me to even try it.”

“Would you just- one bite. Please?” He’s begging at this point, and the look on his face shows just how badly he wants it. “I bet you’ll love it.”

And the little lilt in his voice when he says that breaks down any “boundary” you might’ve had. 

Here’s your big bad crime lord boyfriend practically on his knees over this, pleading for you to just take one bite, and you’re supposed to say no?

“Fine.” 

A grin spreads on his face and he hands you one of the chili dogs he’s holding before grabbing a few napkins and distributing them between the two of you. 

“And if I don’t?” you say, examining the mess of meat, chili, and cheese.

“Don’t what?”

“Don’t love it.”

“Then I’ll make it up to you.” He says before taking a bite.

“Make it up how?” 

“If I tell you, you’re gonna lie and say you don’t like it.”

You raise an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh?”

“Would you just eat it already?” 

You pick up the chili dog and bring it to your mouth.

“Careful, it’s pretty big.” Jason says from beside you.

“Don’t worry, I’ve had a lot of experience putting big things in my mouth.” You say before biting down.

“Subtle.”

It’s an explosive mix of savory meat and spices, with hints of tangy sweetness. Not at all what you expected and not nearly as bad as you thought. The cheese and the onions on top compliment the flavors and when you’re done chewing you take another bite. 

“Good huh?”

You turn your head towards Jason who’s looking at you with smugness you’ve only ever seen him give Roy on your bi-weekly game nights.

You were enjoying the chili dog, and he knew it. 

Still, you couldn’t let him have that kind of satisfaction. “No, not really.”

“Uh huh.” He says reaching over the console and bringing his thumb to the corner of your mouth, wiping away some sauce that you must’ve missed when you were licking your lips.

You take another bite, and he gives you a look. “What? It’s not like I’m gonna waste it.” You scoff.

“Right.” He says before returning to his own.

And for a few minutes the two of you sit in a comfortable silence, chomping away at your respective meals and occasionally stealing fries from the other.

When you’re done, he takes the empty cardboard container and crumpled napkins from your lap, tossing them into the bag previously thrown to the backseat. 

“So, since I lost the bet…”

You hum happily at his admittance of defeat. 

“...I guess I have to make it up to you now.” he says, leaning over the center of the car.

“Glad you know.”

He closes the space between you and nuzzles his face into your neck. Feeling a warm tingle in your body, you close your eyes and crane your head upwards, allowing him more space as the nuzzling turns into soft open-mouthed kisses.

He nibbles the tender skin as he moves up and towards your ear, “Do you want me to run inside and grab another dog for you?” He whispers between bites, and the question catches you off guard.

“What, why?” You say, confusion lacing your words. 

He draws back a little, a familiar heat radiating off of him, “For later tonight, when I’m done making it up to you.”

#divider by cafekitsune #jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd x you #jason todd fic #jason todd imagine #red hood x reader #red hood imagine #jason todd i’ll love you forever

[little-annie]

Okay, so they told Dustin and it was… interesting.

If interesting is thinking your friend is dying, then telling him not to get pregnant by his boyfriend before ultimately shrugging your shoulders and bullying your way to the arcade.

So yeah.

Interesting.

And now to tell Robin.

Which is less scary in a sense but also, like, fucking terrifying in another. Because they didn't tell her first. Because Steve kinda sorted out the whole Bi-Sexual thing on his own when he fell into bed with Eddie on some random Saturday night.

So yeah. Maybe Steve's a little scared and maybe Eddie finds it hilarious, because why wouldn't he?

They're at Family Video, Eddie hanging out with Steve while he finishes up the last remaining hours of his shift. A shift Robin will soon be joining if the schedule in the break room is anything to go by.

They don't really have a solid plan, because why would they? They probably should but they've, um, been a little busy, if you get what I mean. So in the last five minutes they've decided to be themselves and let Robin catch on. That's their hardly existent, probably not the greatest plan.

And for the most part it works.

They're standing too close to be considered just friendly when Robin arrives. Shoulders brushing, Steve's lips tickling Eddie's ear as he whispers something that makes the man blush and smirk before slapping Steve's chest and playfully shoving him away.

Robin just looks, smiles and carries on to the back room to clock in and grab her vest. When she returns, she offers Steve a raised brow and a questioning glance but nothing more.

They carry on with their work routine, skirting around each other in perfect sync while Eddie forever hangs in Steve's orbit; making the man laugh or sneaking kisses on the cheek when they're hidden and no one's in the store.

Occasionally they think Robin notices the lingering touches or the not so well hidden kisses, but she never says anything, just carries on, only offering a smile or the continuation of a conversation they hadn't finished last shift.

It isn't until Steve's on break and Eddie has him pressed up against the wall in the break room that Robin finally says something.

But it's just a simple, "You two wanna quit fornicating for two seconds so I can get to the bathroom back there?"

Not a 'What the fuck?' Or 'Since when?' Or a 'Steve's gay?'

Nothing.

They boys separate, Steve's a little shocked and they stay silent as Robin passes by and ducks into the washroom.

"What the fuck?" Steve whispers, looking at Eddie as if also asking, 'did you also just witness the lack of reaction from Robin?'

To which Eddie responds with a crinkled nose and a shrug as if to say, 'What're ya gonna do?'

"But, like, that was weird, right? Like she didn't say anything really. Just pushed past and carried on."

"Maybe she already knows?"

"Maybe"

And then there's a voice coming from the bathroom to their left, "You know I can hear you guys out there right?"

"….."

"I know you're together, you idiots. I'm not stupid." There's a flush and the sound of Robin washing her hands before the door swings open and she continues, "Like what, you've been together since you got all horny when Eddie shoved a broken bottle to your neck?"

Steve sputters because, well, no…maybe. "I- I didn't-"

While Eddie teases, "Oh Stevie, you liked that did ya?"

And Robin continues, "Don't lie to me, you liked it. Just as much as Eddie liked seeing you all sweaty in his vest." (To which Eddie shrugs, because she's not wrong) "If I didn't know better I'd say you two were doing the dirty that night in the woods. But, I do know better and if I'm right, which I usually am, this whole thing started a few months ago and you're already grossly in love. God,-" she scoffs fondly, shaking her head, "-I bet you guys cry during sex. Disgusting. But adorable. Just be safe. Don't get Steve pregnant." She claps them on the shoulders with finality and sanuters past like the pair aren't standing there with mouths agape in shock.

And then the door to the break room swings shut and they're alone again.

Steve's still blushing, jaw hanging open while Eddie has obviously moved on by the way he's rucking up Steve's shirt and mouthing at his neck and he mumbles, "She's not wrong, you looked hot in my vest."

#eddie munson #steve harrington #robin buckley #steddie #platonic stobin #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #steddie fandom #steddie fanfiction #steve x eddie #stevexeddie #eddie x steve #steddie ficlet #stranger things fandom #steddie fic #steddie headcanon

[charliewrites99]

It's kind of crazy that I don't care more about bucktommy as a couple. Because when they kissed I was really excited, but now I just feel the same as with eddieana or eddieandmarisol or bucktaylor ect ect.

So just kind of like...ok? I guess. Sure. This is happening.

Like whoohoo bi buck but other than that idk sort of feel nothing.

And I want to like them, I really do, because I see all these people wax poetic about them but I feel the exact same way I felt when people waxed poetic about Taylor and Buck.

A lot of people probably don't remember but there was a whole subsection of fans that said: Oh if Buck and Eddie don't end up together I hope it's bucktaylor endgame.

And I just looked at that and went...why??

This is about the same I feel about bucktommy.

Maybe I am just unable to multiship which has always held me back not gonna lie. I sort of latch on.

#buddie #911 fox #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911 #911 abc #911 discourse #discourse

[crowinthewoods]

A bunch of incorrect quotes just cuz I'm bored and these are funny. I might have went over board and no I'm not sorry.

Jon: I am an expert at identifying birds.

Gerry: Okay, what about those ones flying over there?

Jon: Yeah, they're all birds.

Gerry: What’s up with you?

Jon: What do you mean?

Gerry: You’ve been nice and helpful and considerate all day. What’s your game?

Gerry: *makes Mike a cup of tea but puts salt in it*

Mike: *sips tea*

Gerry:

Mike: *finishes tea*

Gerry: Didn't it taste bad?

Mike: Yeah, but I didn't want to hurt your feelings so I drank it all.

Gerry, tearing up: Oh, okay.

Tim, carrying a box: What would you say if- if I, hypothetically, came home with 7 kittens one day?

Gerry: …

Gerry: What’s in the box?

Tim: What woul-

Gerry: Tim, what’s in the box?

Tim: I think you know.

Jon: What did you two do?

Mike:

Tim:

Jon: You’re not in trouble, I just need to know if I have to lie to the police again or not.

Gerry: Why would I flip my shit about that?

Tim: Because you flip your shit about everything.

Gerry: Well, will you look at this. Here is my shit, and yet it remains unflipped. Just sitting there on the skillet, getting burned on one side. It’s a miracle.

Jon: Mike, we're hungry!

Gerry: Mike! What's for dinner?

Tim: We're hungry, Mike!

Mike, frying a bottle of ketchup over the stove: *screams*

Tim, tearing up the room: Where are they?

Tim, looking under a pillow: Who moved them? Who moved my children?

Tim: Somebody moved my M&M's, and now I am going to start killing.

Jon: If you water water, it grows.

Mike: ...What.

Tim: They've got a point.

Jon: What are you two arguing about this time?

Mike: They’re always using common phrases incorrectly!

Gerry: Cry me a table, Mike.

Jon: *Locks Mike in the car.* Act like a child, get treated like a child.

Mike: What? Isn't it illegal to leave a child locked in a car?

Jon: Onion rings are vegetable donuts.

Mike, used to Jon being dumb: Sure...

Jon: Your stomach thinks all potatoes are mashed.

Mike: Okay?

Jon: Lasagna is spaghetti flavored cake.

Mike:

Jon: Lobsters are mermaid scorpio-

Mike: Jesus, that one is a little-

Gerry, interested: No, no, Jon, keep going.

Tim: Gerry? What are you doing here?

Gerry, wearing a hawaiian shirt, sunglasses and holding a gatorade: My best.

Jon, texting Tim: I’m a theif.

Tim: Thief.

Jon: Theif.

Tim: I before E except after C.

Jon: Thceif.

Tim: NO.

Mike, slamming pots and pans together to the rhythm of "Give it to me, I'm worth it": I didn't get no sleep cause a' y'all! Y'all never gonna sleep cause a' me!

Jon: Sometimes I get so caught up on being gay that I forget I’m actually bi.

*at a zoo*

Daisy: What are they in for?

Not Sasha: Daisy, this isn't prison.

Daisy: So they can leave?

Not Sasha: No, but-

Daisy, pointing at a meerkat: I bet that one murdered someone.

Daisy: When I said you should try being friendlier this isn't what I meant.

Kevin, stirring a cup of tea aggressively: Oh, so now I'm TOO friendly? There's no pleasing you.

Not Sasha, who broke into their house an hour ago: Two sugars please.

Kevin: Coming right up.

Daisy: As you know I keep a list of all my friends in order of how likely they are to betray me.

Mike: Where am I on the list?

Daisy: Well I can’t tell you that because then you’ll quickly move up or down depending on your reaction.

Daisy: When I first met you, I thought you were weird and annoying.

Not Sasha: And?

Daisy: And you are.

Kevin: A banker? Me?

Melanie: Yes, Kevin.

Kevin: But I don’t know anything about running a bank!

Melanie: Good. No preconceived ideas.

Kevin: I’ve robbed banks!

Melanie: Capital! Just reverse your thinking. The money should be on the inside.

Tim: Guys, there’s a monster under my bed and it’s really ugly.

Mike, on the bottom bunk: Honestly, fuck you.

Gerry: Awww, why don't you like cats, Daisy? They're just snuggly buddies! They have toe beans! They make a little blep! What's not to love??

Daisy: I don't know Gerry, I just prefer to be conscious instead of dead on the floor.

Gerry:

Daisy: I'm ALLERGIC.

Tim: Made you all playlists!

Tim: Gerry, yours has only heavy metal, and is dark like your soul.

Tim: Kevin, yours has sad songs and blues to pair with your crippling depression.

Tim: And Melanie has the ABBA Gold album.

Not Sasha, excitedly: Heeyy!!

Daisy: Hey, someone's excited.

Melanie, deadpan: Yeah, and it's making me sick.

Daisy: Who else is hiding in the laundry room trying to listen to Martin and Jon's convo?

Gerry: Me. I'm in the laundry basket.

Tim: I'm in the washing machine.

Mike: I'm in the closet.

Gerry: We accept you Mike. <3

Mike: No I'm literally in the closet.

Gerry: Love is love. <3

Kevin: Who hurt you?

Not Sasha: *snorting* What, do you want a list?

Kevin: ...Yes, actually.

Melanie: This can’t get any worse. Can it?

Tim: Sure it can - just give me a minute.

Helen: Hey, Sasha, where are you going?

Sasha: Well, it depends. When I die, probably hell.

Sasha: But right now I’m going to McDonald’s.

Gerry: Mike said its my turn with the brain cell.

Sasha: Square up.

Kevin: Sometimes I like to place my hands on someone’s cheeks, look into their eyes...

Kevin: ...And violently jerk their head until it snaps.

Basira: ...That took an unexpected turn.

Melanie: So did their neck.

Sasha: If I say yes am I joining a cult?

Jon: Possibly.

Sasha: I’m in.

Martin: I think this might be a bad idea...

Tim: Don't start thinking on me now!

Melanie: Basira, I know you love Helen. I mean, we all do, they’re a very nice person and I respect them immensely.

Melanie: But I think they might be a fucking idiot.

Basira: *cooking*

Melanie: *kicks down door*

Melanie: *grabs knife from Basira's hand*

Melanie: WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT DESTRUCTIVE BEHAVIOR?

Basira:

Basira: What.

Martin: They're trying to tell you they want to cook.

Sasha: Kevin and I were crossing the street, and this man drove by and honked at us.

Michael: What did you do?

Sasha: They chased him to the next red light, and reached into his window, and-

Kevin: *walking in* Who wants a steering wheel?

#daycare au #the magnus nightvale daycare au #chaos #the magnus archives #gerard keay #jonathan sims #michael distortion #not sasha #welcome to nightvale #incorrect quotes #sasha james #mike crew #melanie king #basira hussain #martin blackwood #daisy tonner #kevin wtnv #they're all dumbasses your honor

[citrusinicake]

Day 2 :: Zombie Apocalypse

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do you have any idea how fucking hard it is to be a zombie in this economy? you just go out there trying to have a bite to eat so you go up to some randos and they just start SHOOTING YOU! like straight up just SHOOTING YOU! like what the hell man? i mean i know im trying to rip your brains out and shit but cant you let a guy just fucking eat???? speaking of, this guy's brain tastes weird like im pretty sure its at least fifty percent plastic, maybe even a hundred percent i don't know. was he your boyfriend or something? does this mean you're single? wanna go out sometime? you're annoying as shit but i like that in a man, keeps you on your toes y'know? keeps you humble as well like you just wake up in bed one day and go "oh god this is the guy im dating and i don't even want to break up with him or anything what the hell's wrong with me," which i think is a pretty important thing to have-- at least for me 'cause im awesome as shit and if i don't have that sort of anchor i'll probably lke turn into god or something and i dont wanna be god. not out of self-esteem issues or anything, just out of principle 'cause i think that everyone should have a fair chance at killing me which not gonna lie is pretty easy but that's besides the point, the point is that i think anyone who wants to be god is fucking stupid and should just fucking die. like, hello??? who the hell do you think you are rying to reign above other people? are you stupid? are you dumb? hello? anyways, if you wanna know more about what i think of this i post a lot on r/atheism, im user u/waffleontopp-- wait , do i have to explain reddit to you? 'cause you seem more like a tumblrina to me, honestly reddit's pretty similar to tumblr so you won't have a lot of trouble figuring it out on your own but don't be shocked ifbyou see cock and balls on there since porn isn't banned there unlike tumblr. how's that whole thing treating you by the way? must be tough not seeing some girl's boobs every once in a while-- wait are you gay or bi? must be tough not seeing some guy's boobs every once in a while, that won't be problem if you start dating me though. haha just kidding, my chest is basically concave now after a survivor beat me repeatedly with a baseball bat so ive got like negative double D's now. oh but i do know this one guygirlthing whose boobs are out basically 24/7 who likes to hang out with me and this other guy so maybe that'll make up for it. they're not zombies and im pretty sure they didnt get infected so you don't have to worry about that but they miiiight have rabies or something im not sure to be honest so maybe watch out for that instead. if youre wondering why two non-infected humans are hanging out with a zombie then we're in the same boat, might have something to do with the possible rabies i mentioned earlier. also if they tell you that im their pet zombie that is simply not true, if anything it's the other way around, they're my pet guard dogs and they do basically anything i say even if it kills them. or at least i wish it would kill them, they're way too hardy in my opinion, i need them to die so i can eat their brains-- oh but then i'll have to do manual labor. hmm, on second thought, they can stay actually i don't wanna deal with all that. normally i dont even do my own kills nowadays, i just leave a trap or get the other two to do it for me, you guys just caught me offguard which is lowkey embarassing but trust me i am a huge, like Huge alpha sigma gamma male and would totally dominate everyone else around me. but not in a god way of course, just in a lone sigma alpha gamma wolf kinda way like those anime wolf furry drawings. you know the ones. and like im not a furry but not gonna lie they totally popped off with those

#mine.art #baconswagweek2024 #baconswag

[skymoral]

Bi-Han x b!reader (wife) x features. Their sons

When reader gets kidnapped while bi-Han takes his sons on their first mission. Just to find out once they get home that the grandmistress was kidnapped and him and his sons have to save the reader before it’s too late.

Your ideas hun, are literal plot fuel for me. I’m a definitely experiment with this one. It may be longer than normal 💅🏾

🩵 KIDNAPPED 🩵

Bi-Han x B!F Reader w/Children

Summary: Bi-Han is finally giving his sons a chance on the field. A mission given to them by Liu Kang. Concerning other timeline invasions. As you were at home with your daughters, although while they were gone. Someone from another timeline infiltrated the clan.

Tags: Family, Kidnapping, mission, protective, assault, death, and hurt/comfort

A/N: I know yall gonna love this one!😊

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“Noooooooooooo! Don’t go dadddy!” his daughter June shouted.

His daughters trying to baracade him, he thought it was the cutest thing. Because he still can leave the room if he have to.

He kneeled in front of his four girls, opening his arms to hug them. One ran into his chest hard, almost taking his breath away.

“I must go little ones, I’ll be back I promise. Then I am all yours.”

“That’s not fair that the boys get to go and not us.” His other daughter May pouted.

“Yea, we’re strong to daddy…” His daughter Sierra chimed in.

“Of course you are, I would expect nothing less. But your duties lie here with your mother, as ours out on the field.” Bi-Han looked at them.

They only pouted more and groaned slightly, You soon intervened pulling the girls one by one of him. Like sticky notes, one of them was a fighter. Gripping him and screaming.

Before you finally got her off, and restrained her. “You should escape why you still can baby, save yourself.” You chuckled.

“I will see my girls again when we return.” He gave you a sweet kiss, making the boys gag and girls complain.

“No! You have to give us bye bye kisses to!” Chi Chi his other daughter complained wiggling out of her mother’s hold.

They gave him another hug and kisses this time, and he returned happily. His daughters now suffice. They went in formation and bowed, “FOR THE LIN KUEI.”

He bowed before finally leaving with his sons.

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Bi-Han was with his Sons, there first mission. Was to infiltrate and obtain intel on the target.

“Now, this is your first mission as children of the Lin Kuei. You are the future of this clan, this mission will test your strength, control, and stealth. As well as to prove to me you can handle any mission alone without me and to protect your mother and sister when I am gone or not around. Do you understand?” Bi-Han explained looking at his sons

“Yes Grandmaster!”

“Good! Now An dong ni will tell us what our plan will be to infiltrate the tower.” Bi-Han said, they all looked at his son An dong ni. Who just held weapon close and slightly nervous

“Uhhhhhhhhhh…”

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You and your daughters were sitting in a straight line doing each others hair. The youngest doing her Barbie’s hair, she brushed instead of braiding like the others. She didn’t know how to do it.

You phone began to ring, the ringtone “Barbie World by Nicki Minaj ft. Ice Spice”. Y’all were shimming to it before ChiChi got up.

“I got it!” ChiChi threw her doll to the side, the phone stopped ringing and she missed the call.

She noticed it was a text from grandma, she grabbed the phone and brought it back to you.

“It’s Grandma! Is it another barbecue?”

“Haha No. I don’t think I’ll be bringing your father or uncle’s to another one.”

You looked at her message, it was kind of weird the way she typed or spoke.

But you shook it off as her being in a rush, and rushing you on top of it… That part is definitely just like your momma

You got dressed and spoke with Tomas, “Tomas can you watch the girls till I come back from momma’s house?”

“Of course Y/N, I would not mind whatsoever. The girls are a pleasure to be with.”

“Thank you. GIRLS! Uncle Tomas will watch you till I come back!” You put on your coat and grabbed your old house keys.

“Yay!” The girls shouted, running out and grabbing Tomas pulling and pushing him in the room.

“Let’s play pet shop.” Sierra recommended.

“YAY PET SHOP!” They all cheered, Tomas face turned nervous.

“Oh no… Not pet shop.”

The door closed, and already you hear chaos and you shake your head smiling.

You had your friend Liu Kang form you a portal to earth. As you headed to your house, you noticed there were no lights on which was weird.

As you got closer to the door, it was super quiet. You somehow was getting a weird feeling, the same one with the text.

You took out your keys and opened the front door, walking in. “Momma?… I came to pick up my husbands gift?…”

No response… Which was weird you put your bags and items on top of the island in the kitchen and headed straight to the living room.

You saw your family chained and tied up with water, stuck in a water sphere they saw you. Reacting strongly, they were trying to speak but there was no sound coming through the sphere.

Before you could try to go to them, you were pulled back. Mouth covered and muffled by water

“Let’s talk somewhere private, shall we?”

The mysterious man took you somewhere, the spell breaking. Dropping your parents, your parents quickly running. To see them already gone through a portal.

“THAT’S WHY I’M A HAVE MY SON IN LAW BEAT YO DEMONIC ASS! Fucking with my babygirl!” Your mother shouted before the portal close.

“Daddy, bring me my phone. I gotta make a call.”

Your father went back in the house, she worried for her babygirl.

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“I told you he was going to get all the praise.” An dong ni whispered to his brother Alex.

“I heard that.” Bi-Han said as they continued walking back home.

“You all did well, a bit sloppy but durable. A little more training could fix that.”

The boys groaned, before quickly straightening up after their father gave them the stare.

As they got closer to home, they heard commotion. Then they saw Y/N’s parents, the boys got excited running to them.

“Grandma! Grandpa!”

“Our little black ninjas! How’s our grand babies!?” There grandmother said hugging the four boys and the other four hugging there grandfather.

“Ya’ll gotten so big.” There grandfather commented. Then your mother stood up walking to hug Bi-Han, he returned. Breaking the hug, holding her close by the arms.

“How did you get here and why?” Bi-Han asked curiously, then he noticed you weren’t around anywhere.

“Where is Y/N?…” Bi-Han asked, with worry slowly rising.

Your parents looked at each other, then back at him. “How about one question at a time baby alright. My babygirl told me you have anger issues…”

“We got here with the help of Johnny boy to get in touch with this little Asian man that opened some big fire portal. To come find you, because our daughter was kidnapped.” Your father answered straight out.

“Kidnapped!?”

“By this random motherfucker, that just walked into my house. Ruining my nice clean floors, and attacked us… forced us to trick my baby to come… or he would’ve killed us, and delivered our corpses to you…” Your mother started crying, putting her hands in her face.

Your father and brother in laws trying to calm her down. “T-They t-took my baby B-Bi-Han. I w-wanted to BEAT that niggas ass… So badly… M-M-My baby…This is my fault!”

To say Bi-Han was pissed was an understatement, he grabbed his mother’s hands from her face as she was sniffling.

“You had no choice, you both are alright yes.”

They both nodded.

“Good, tell me everything. Any detail will be helpful, we will bring her back. Whoever has her, don’t know who they’re dealing with.” Bi-Han said in an intimidating tone. Then he noticed Tomas, and stared confused.

He had a dog collar on, with dog ears and face painted like a dog. “Your daughters.”

Was all Tomas said.

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“Now tell me earthrealmer, where is Sub-zero holding his warriors he is building.”

“I don’t know about anything you’re asking? I don’t dabble deep into my husband’s shit, unless he involved me in it.” You responded spitefully.

You were tied in the middle of a dry spot in the ocean. With water parted around you, if he let it go. He will drown you, and you are not a swimmer.

“Don’t make this harder on yourself earthrealmer.”

“Kiss my ass, I already told you. Whether you believe me or not, seems like a personal problem nigga.” You glared, and he returned it

“You really do have a death wish?”

“I could say the same for you Rain. I’ve had enough of sorcerers for one day.” Bi-Han replied, walking with his sons.

“Oh look… You brought your abominations with you.”

“Watch your tongue sorcerer, before I tear it out.” Bi-Han got into a stance.

“I suggest you corporate or your little pet will drown.” Rain showed him where you were at.

“You don’t know who you’re dealing with. I will handle him, you boys get your mother.”

Rain slammed his staff down on the ground, forming water soldiers. As well as letting the ocean suck you in.

“Mother!” The boys yelled.

Alex was thrown into the water by one of his brothers, while the other soldier. To get you, as you swam to reach your son. You couldn’t, Alex caught you already passed out.

He formed an iceberg around you both. To float up easily. Once y’all reached the top, he pulled you both to the surface. You weren’t breathing and the boys got worried.

“DAD!” Shang your son, trying to pump your chest. Bi-Han ran to your side, moving the boys aside. They were trying to refrain from crying, as there father was pressing your chest and blowing air in your mouth.

“You will not die on me Y/N!”

After several attempts, you finally coughed up water. Bi-Han held you close to his chest as you coughed up more water in his chest. You held him tight as he rubbed your back.

“Maybe *cough* I should take swimming lessons.” You chuckled weakly. Bi-Han smiled at you, pulling you into a strong hug.

His face in the crook of your neck, “I am glad you are safe.”

The boys dog piled you both in a big ball hug. As he helped you up, you winced. He noticed your legs were scrapped and you were slightly bruised.

“Hehe… We got a bit physical before he restrained me. You know I was not going down without a fight.” You smirked at him, he loves how strong willed you are.

He then picked you up bridal style, “BI-HAN!” You blushed, arms around his neck.

“You should not walk when you are injured, and we don’t need you delaying our journey home.”

“Wow, okay… What about that water bender dude?”

“We have something special planned for him.”

You saw your boys tie up the bloody man and dragging him.

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When you made it back home, you were greeted by your worried parents, daughters, and brother in laws. Happy that you returned home safely.

Your leg was bandaged by Kuai Liang, you were exhausted from today’s events. Bi-Han ordered everyone to not disturb you while you rest.

Bi-Han made sure you had a guard by you at all times no matter what.

BONUS: Also as promised Bi-Han gave all his time to his girls. And played salon with him, doing his hair

A/N: I LOVED THIS! Such great plot fuel, and I love utilizing other characters to make things more interesting. I hope y’all love it and sorry for the long wait, I wanted it to be good💅🏾

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[olderthannetfic]

So for the F/F we've covered the toxic standards for WLW. We've covered how badly characters are done. We've covered badly written F/F by certain people. Some time ago there was also the talk about blatant Biphobia in F/F writing.

Can I add on another thing I noticed, just Imo thing. F/F often feels like you're just supposed to accept it. Even if there is chemistry, it some times has absolutely no relationship curve. It's as if the sheer fact that it's F/F should be enough, and you don't need a real journey to build on that chemistry, the two girls will just slot together into a perfect relationship. Oh and any issue for the relationship isn't between the two, it's often completely focused on an outside source, but not the actual girls in the relationship.

I think the better WLW romances I have seen have actually had a relationship curve, and you see them getting together organically and build on that relationship. Which is kind of a low bar not gonna lie. The worst is always the one that's like "We're both WLW, so now we're a couple." kind of straight forward writing. As if the biggest hurdle in F/F is just figuring out that both women are WLW, and from then on it's smooth sailing. And I mean it the way I said it, some F/F is literally just "I'm attracted to her, but oh no am I really attracted to da wahmens??" and once the answer is a resounding YES, that's about it. Unless of course you have a biphobic storyline where the Bi girl has to repent for being Bi aka attracted to men, after that everything is fine.

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I've noticed this too. My sense is that it's not a specific f/f thing but a small pool of works thing.

Romance novels and strong romance b-plots in adventure novels and that kind of thing routinely suffer from this same problem, regardless of gender. It's the most common failure state.

If there were a lot more f/f, there would be a lot more individual examples of it done well that people could look to. It's the % vs. absolute number thing.

[cutestkilla]

Thanks for the tags today @blackberrysummerblog @theearlgreymage @nausikaaa and @you-remind-me-of-the-babe. You're all working on such great things, I love your shares!

I myself am working on a lil something for EGF and in the interest of holding myself accountable to actually finishing it, I'm gonna share EVERYTHING I've got today, even though I'll probably completely change it before all is said and done. It's fully outlined, and I think maybe possibly I could actually make this a one-shot for once in my damn life? (Cue the sound of eyeballs grinding in sockets as everyone who knows me side-eyes me 😂)

Way more than six sentences under the cut (for minor dubcon).

I’m disturbed, ask anyone. Anyone who is me, anyway. If I know one thing, it’s how to keep my depraved fantasies to myself. (Suppressing perverse inclinations has basically been my entire personality since I hit puberty.) Today’s been a bit of a struggle, though. Today the universe decided to conspire against me and present an opportunity so golden, a scenario so unimaginable, that I wish I could say I’d never imagined it. There is, of course, a version of events where Simon Snow defecting from his side of the room to lie half naked in my bed would be, unequivocally, a good thing. One where I stand over him, on the verge of shoving aside my reservations and climbing in beside him, and it’s completely reasonable. Expected, even. But this isn’t that. If it were, Snow would be enthusiastically consenting. Gazing up at me adoringly, like in my kinder fantasies. Or, like in my vastly more realistic ones, egging me on out of spite, luring me in with kisses only to stab me through the heart. To put it in the simplest possible terms, he wouldn’t be unconscious.  And more to the point, if I weren’t such a degenerate I wouldn’t be seriously considering stripping down and pressing myself up against him anyway.

Also, believe it or not, I'm planning a T rating for this 😂. Yes, that's right, a T-rated EGF fic with dubcon elements.

ANYWAY, tags and hellos for all my lovelies below, and for anyone else who sees this.

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#six sentence sunday #my writing #egf 2024 #i know this seems bad but #i promise there's more to it #hahaha